novelones Chapter 217 Forgetting the Suffering
Chapter 217 Forgetting the Suffering
The jade-colored beam of light that sat in the cross-legged position while studying suddenly retracted, and the sky and the earth were blurred, and there was no trace of it again.
Wu Hao looked at the book nervously. Her momentum was still rising and settling. Her foundation was extremely profound, and there was no obstacle in her continuous cross-border crossing. The luck of the underworld gathered here, and she still had some merits and virtues like those who had been away from home for a long time. The children finally found their relatives, and rushed into her body with excitement to help lay a solid foundation for their studies and integrate their cultivation.
Seeing this situation, Wu Hao lamented that this fusion would not end for a while. Wu Hao was bored and wandered around. When he saw the three dogs happily swallowing the Yin Qi, with an attitude that it had nothing to do with him, he quietly ran to its side. , slowly squatted down, pinched a few hairs on the dog's legs with his fingers, wrapped them around a few times, and then pulled hard.
The three dogs, three heads and six eyes suddenly exerted force at a place where Wu Hao could not see. They seemed to be in great pain. However, when they turned around to look at Wu Hao, their expressions were calm and calm, and they glanced at him with disdain. , just then he quickly turned his head back and muttered quietly: "Childish".
It felt that the expected effect was not achieved, the scene of chickens and dogs jumping around did not appear, Wu Hao was not interested, and sat down with Sangou's body as a pillow, and he and Sangou were messed up together.
A hint of cunning flashed through the eyes of the dark-type dog-head on the left side of Sangou. He put the dog's head close to Wu Hao's ear, who had already relaxed, and finally shouted out the pain he had endured for a long time.
"It hurts...ah! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."
The sound was like thunder, and he was attacked at close range. Wu Hao was frozen for a second as if he was electrocuted, and then he started to tremble and his whole body shook.
Sangou showed a proud expression as if his plot had succeeded.
Wu Hao couldn't bear it. He just didn't believe that some dogs' reflex arcs could be so long. From the time he pulled out the dog's hair to now when he could only complain of pain, he had already drank half the pot of tea, okay?
He turned over and covered the head of the three dogs with dark attributes. But the three dogs were named Sangou, and they had three heads. The heads of the light attributes and the Samadhi True Fire attributes came over at the same time, and shouted at Wu Hao: "It hurts! It hurts!"
Master Bao's serious face was filled with sadness, and he cursed secretly in his heart: "Two childish ghosts."
Looking up into the distance, there was a response to the three breaths that came out of the fingertips: the word "know" came back from the gate of hell!
However, there was a woman standing at the end of the bridge. The woman was holding a gilt ladle and scooping out thick soup from an invisible well beside her. The dense water rose up, making the tasteless soup look like fairy brew.The woman has a beautiful figure and a quiet temperament. The occasional stretch of her waist can make all the souls queuing up to die excited.
“Ashes return to ashes, soil returns to earth, earth returns to earth, hell returns to hell, forget the river and forget all kinds of suffering.”
After speaking, he stretched out his jade hand and called to the souls in line: "Come on, why did you die? Do you have any regrets?"
The soul shook his head and looked at the future in the three-life stone with an expectant look.
"After drinking this bowl of soup, let's hit the road. Remember to put your right leg first when crossing the bridge."
"next."
Po Meng scooped up another spoonful of soup and poured it into the bowl. The amount of the soup seemed to have been measured with the most precise instrument, and the amount was exactly the same every time.
Some souls feel heavy when they see that the next life inside the Sansheng Stone is actually a pig fetus.
Po Meng's face was as warm as the spring breeze, and she consoled her: "After drinking the soup, you will forget about your past and present lives. Maybe after this life, you will have enough merit in the next life and you can choose to be born. Go ahead. ! Go! See you soon!"
Although the soul felt helpless, he had to accept his fate. If he became a pig, wouldn't he really be able to meet again soon? He sighed, drank some soup and walked onto the Naihe Bridge.
A small sword with the aura of King Yama fell in front of Po Meng, who was busy at work. Po Meng, who looked like she was in her twenties, shook the long spoon she was spooning, causing the soup to splash out a little, making her angry. He jumped on his feet and muttered: "Hey, I haven't cultivated my mind enough. I haven't cultivated my heart enough."
She took the sword energy casually, ignoring the various spirits of the demons, ghosts, and ghosts lining up to die, but they all showed a joyful smile. She swiped directly from the air, and the Yin energy was drawn to her like a haze, covering her body and the well. Hidden.
In less than half an hour, the haze cleared, and Po Meng, the well, and the ladle were all there, but Po Meng lacked some agility and mechanically spooned soup, asked questions, and sent people to the ferry.
"How did you die? Do you have any regrets? Let's drink the soup and hit the road..."
A ray of purple energy rises from a deserted place, its destination is the fifth hall.
The ghost general who received the order in the land of the underworld was very excited. If there was divine help, he would force the evil spirits in front of him to retreat and re-seal the restriction.
"Boss, what's the matter?" Ichigo couldn't help but asked when he saw the boss suddenly burst out with divine power, forcing the difficult evil spirit back and banning it again.
The leading ghost general had a dark face, but his emotions fluctuated greatly, and he said excitedly: "The Bodhisattva is back!"
"The Bodhisattva is back?"
"Ok!"
Guizha, who received a positive reply, suddenly shouted loudly to the surroundings, "Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva has returned! Bodhisattva has returned."
The scarred or weak ghosts all showed expressions of tears of joy when they heard the news, but there were no tears in their bodies.
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The purple energy fell from the inner hall of the fifth hall and took the form of Po Meng who was leaving Naihe Bridge.
Granny Yinhua, who was driven out of the inner hall by Master Bao, was trembling all over. She didn't dare to move at all, not even to say hello.
Po Meng glanced at her sideways and said quietly: "How did you die? Do you have any regrets?"
Granny Yinhua raised her head slightly and glanced at the position where Granny Meng was. Her heart was almost broken. She saw the merits of thousands of ghosts gathered behind Granny Meng, like a ghost king coming to the world. Although Granny Yinhua did not take action, Granny Yinhua felt like she was facing a formidable enemy. Forced by this momentum, he vomited blood and essence for free.
When Po Meng saw this, she suddenly remembered that she was in a hurry and forgot to turn off the special effects, so she hurriedly turned off the Wangui Gongde momentum.Looking at Granny Yinhua's child's figure, she said helplessly: "Well, why did you get this strange disease at such a young age? You vomit blood whenever you see people. Are you okay? Do you have any regrets?"
Granny Yinhua didn't dare to stay. She quickly took a few steps back and said hurriedly: "No, no regrets! Sir, no regrets..."
After Meng Po heard this, she ignored the old ghost cultivator who was obviously still popular. She slowly walked to the door, raised her hands timidly, and violently banged on the door.
"Bang..."
There was no second sound, because the door had been punched open by Meng Po. She strode into the room, ignoring the surprised eyes of Wu Hao and others, and sat on the chair carelessly. Her sitting posture was more heroic than Wu Hao, and her legs were bigger. Zhang, as if he had no waist, collapsed directly into the chair.
He let out a comfortable groan: "It's better for you. There is a tile roof, unlike me, who stands on the Naihe Bridge every day and is exposed to the wind and rain, and has to stand for 24 hours a day. Hey! The hard work here is not enough to be appreciated by outsiders. .”
Bao Qingtian, the emperor of Yama, rolled his eyes at Po Meng and thought to himself: "With your temper, you still have 24 hours a day. If you can stand for one hour a day, you will be considered loyal to your duty. Where is your puppet named after the twelve earthly branches? I forgot to bring it today."
Meng Poxu sensed the teasing look in Mr. Bao's eyes, straightened up slightly and cursed: "Bao Heitan!"