Chapter 228: Like a Dream
"As long as you hand over the human skin, you are not guilty. "But it was Zhuge Liang who appeared, but his complexion was obviously not good, but these Wei Chong had long been used to it, every time he was born and died for the underworld, he always didn't have a good face after he came back, and the rewards that the underworld said were always nowhere to be seen.
Wei Chong took out the Netherworld Bag and said with a smile: "I don't need you to say this, I will do the same, then ......" When he opened the Netherworld Bag, Wei Chong was stunned, only to see that there was no immortal killing in the Netherworld Bag.
That old thing is as cunning as a fox, it seems that before entering the underworld, he escaped from the Netherworld Bag, and the Netherworld Bag couldn't trap the Immortal Killer, but at this moment, facing Judge Cui and Zhuge Liang, Wei Chong had a feeling of weakness.
This feeling is very annoying, Wei Chong doesn't like it at all, just because this is a sign of weakness, every time he feels like this, it is when he is pitted by the underworld or the palace, but he knows that he can't go on like this, even if it is a little hell cleaner, he has to live his own wonderful life.
Wei Chong coughed lightly: "Maybe the immortal killing won't be able to reach the underworld, wait outside, if the two of you are interested, you can go out and capture it." At this moment, he can only deal with it like this, but in his heart, he has scolded the immortal countless times.
Unexpectedly, Zhuge Liang's expression was solemn after hearing this, and he turned to look at Judge Cui, who also had the same face, as if there were 10,000 catties of boulders pressing on his shoulders, and soon they turned around and left, and they didn't mention buying food.
Wei Chong was in a depressed mood, looking up at it, there was a hell rock above his head, he knew that Yin Tianzi was there, but this layer of stones cut everything off, unless Yin Tianzi took the initiative to summon him, he would definitely not be able to reach his side.
Being in the underworld, the past is like smoke, thinking back to the trip to the kingdom of heaven, it can be described as a life of nine deaths, especially when I think of Wang Chubby's immortal father, it is even more depressing, maybe this Wei country, he can't stay, this underworld, may not be his place.
I thought about going around hell. But I saw that almost all the hells had been renovated, and the basic structure inside was exactly the same as the barbed hell. Introduce the water of the Nai River to cleanse the jailers and sinners of filth.
In the end, he wandered to the Barbed Hell, from the initial test, to the final transformation of the Hell. It all started with barbed hell.
The huge body of the beast ghost trembled when it moved, but when it saw Wei Chong, he was as enthusiastic as ever, and gave Wei Chong a big hug when he came up, and of course he didn't forget to sneeze and bury Wei Chong with snot.
When Wei Chong's feet landed, he shook his body at will, and the snot on his body was clean. At this time, he is no longer the mortal he was back then, and he is also the only monk who can cast spells in hell.
"Brother Wei Chong, I am relieved to see you like this. The beast ghost laughed, his actions were rude and his words were strange, but Wei Chong could see that the beast ghost really cared about him, and his heart felt warm.
But he was puzzled. Then he asked, "Brother Beast and Ghost, what are you saying in one? Why do I think it's weird?"
Hearing this, the beast ghost took a few steps back and said coldly, "Wei Chong, I only know. You are a cleaner of hell, but because of your methods, hell has gradually become clean, so now hell does not need you, and if you are okay in the future, don't come. ”
Wei Chong was stunned when he heard this. But seeing that the beast ghost blinked his eyes, he immediately understood, snorted coldly, didn't say a word, turned around and left, and returned to the world in one breath, he knew in his heart that the beast ghost said that, just because a ghost official came, and those words must be the orders of the above.
Every time the attitude of Judge Cui and others is very different from that of Yin Tianzi, although Wei Chong doesn't know what the hell is going on in the underworld, he also knows that the underworld is just acting for him, as if at the beginning of the fight, the underworld chose him as a chess piece, even if there were a few competitors who were more powerful than Wang Fatpang at that time, and the person who could eventually become a hell cleaner was also him Wei Chong.
This is a very strange feeling, but Wei Chong believes in this feeling 100%, the underworld shows him again and again, and he will always show his true face in the end, but the underworld will not harm him, but will only use him, but it is very sad that using is harming.
The night is as cool as water, the moonlight is pouring, the earth is covered in silver, it is already autumn, and the sky is getting colder.
Wei Chong came to Tiger City, although it was night, but the city was particularly lively, just because Wei Ziyun led the forbidden army, was giving food to the people, and what was distributed was the polished rice that Wei Chong won from the Tongtian Casino, seeing that the people were full of happiness, Wei Chong felt that all the efforts were worth it, and suddenly thought that there were two million quintals of polished rice in the nether bag, and immediately opened the nether bag, and fell towards a ruin, dozens of huge granaries appeared, like giants in the moonlight.
This scene immediately attracted the attention of the people, and Wei Ziyun was informed, and soon Wei Ziyun personally brought people to check on them, and she was also surprised to see those granaries, just like the polished rice that appeared out of thin air before.
"I don't know which great immortal gift, can you show up and let me wait for the portrait?" Wei Ziyun looked around, and suddenly knelt down, his voice trembled slightly, and the hundreds of guards behind him knelt down in unison.
Wei Chong didn't expect this, so he hurriedly turned around and fled, but looking at Wei Ziyun now, he is becoming more and more like the king of a country, and he loves the people, which makes Wei Chong feel unreal like a dream.
"Your Majesty, get up!" Wei Ziyun knelt for a long time, and suddenly someone behind him whispered, but that person was Hua Yuan, Hua Yuan looked more old, but his eyes were as bright as stars.
Wei Ziyun got up slowly, looked up at those granaries, and soon there were soldiers who reported that the granaries were full of grain, exactly the same as the polished rice he had obtained before, obviously given by the same great immortal.
Wei Ziyun touched the storage bag on her body, the polished rice in the bag was really amazing, looking at the granary, she was grateful, confused, and confused.
Hua Yu said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the road of heaven is endless, and the sky is full of immortals and Buddhas, and they will never abandon us." ”
Wei Ziyun smiled and asked, "Hua Lao, do you want to repair the temples in the world and relight the incense?" Seeing Hua Yuan nodding, Wei Ziyun made a decision in her heart, at this moment, she was no longer confused, and vaguely saw the way forward.
In the moonlight, Wei Chong swept over Hucheng, and finally saw Qin Agarwood near the slope outside the city, Qin Agarwood was standing there alone, looking at the bright moon in the sky.
The moonlight is sprinkled, the white dress is like snow, Qin Agarwood is spotlessly clean, just one glance makes people dream, but at this moment, there is a deep sorrow on her face, and that sorrow does not weaken her beauty, but makes her more intellectual, more mature.
"Brother Chong!" Wei Chong wanted to watch it for a while, not liking, but loving, from beginning to end, he treated Qin Agarwood as his sister, but Qin Agarwood had already discovered him and called out.
Qin Shenxiang saw Wei Chong approaching, and said: "Brother Chong, this is a strange person for you, I don't know what it is, that strange person is a ball of light, very dazzling, I can't see his face clearly." (To be continued.) )