"You three gentlemen, we have been sent to six levels of hell in a row. You see, here is the swastika wheel of the Buddhist Kingdom. We brothers dare not go any further. Otherwise, will you let us go back?"

When the evil spirit saw the Falun, he immediately became cautious, turned around and prayed to us cautiously.

I sneered and said: "What? Are you afraid? Once the Yin soldiers leave, won't you be the boss in this hell and the second child? Are you still afraid of it?"

"Hey, sir, you are joking. Who are we? It's just a little trick to seek death and turn around without a way. In front of you, we are all little fingers, not to mention this Falun, then we don't even have a hair on our hands.

It doesn’t even count.” The old ghosts said sarcastically.

I frowned and said deliberately: "Listen to what you said, you are afraid of tearing apart hell, and you are even more afraid of me. Aren't you just a few monks? How can I, a vegetarian and a vegetarian, peel your skin off?"

"Brother, is this your first time in the underworld?" The old ghost looked around and whispered to me: "We have a saying in the underworld, it is better to suffer a thousand cuts from the impermanence than to enter the Buddhist temple. The more you chant sutras,

Vegetarians are more terrifying. Think about it, since ancient times, people who kill with silence are more ruthless? So, although I don’t know what the three of them are going to do, but they are also ghosts, I still remind you that if you don’t have to, you will still kill people.

It’s best not to go down.”

"Why?"

"Why? Because monks eat people."

"How do you say this?" Yue Ao was a little shocked when he heard it, and said seriously: "Don't say nonsense, Buddhist disciples, cannibalism and ghosts? This is quite sensational."

"Haha, it seems that brothers are not very experienced in the world!" The old ghost said with a smile: "These monks can only chant sutras in your ears. Their sutras are very evil. If you listen too much, you will be timid.

, there is no smile on your face, you can’t hold anything in your heart, and your life is not happy at all. You think you are still you, but when others see it, you seem to be a different person. Do you think this is eating?

Humans? Humans, ghosts, and demons, don’t they just live in joy, anger, sorrow, and freedom? In the end, all that’s left is a body, and it’s not like it was eaten!”

Yo?

When I heard what this old ghost said, it seemed a little deviant, but when I thought about it carefully, wasn't it really like that?

Cang Yan said: "There seems to be some truth. Except for Taoism, all other religions are asking you to do whatever you want. If you don't agree, they will say you are a deviant, and then they will reform you and make you into their ideal specimen."

"Hehe, right? So, I would rather be whipped and suffer in hell than kneel down in reincarnation. What's more, after reciting that sutra, I am no longer myself, so what's the point?"

"It's interesting. I just said this to you. You can go." I smiled and said, "One day, if we are destined, I will let you out."

"You?" The old ghost was stunned, and then said with a sly smile: "I wonder what I call you, sir?"

"What? You want to settle accounts with me in the future?" I said calmly: "If you must know, just call Mr. Dan Xi."

"How is that possible?" The old ghost said with a naive smile: "I just feel that sir is different from those individuals."

"What's the difference?" I asked curiously.

"Those individuals are those who know small etiquette but no great righteousness, and speak benevolently but without morals. As for Mr., he is happy with grudges and has no nonsense. Although he is not as showy as us, he is also a master who does not suffer any loss. These days, no matter who he is,

It’s not easy for ghosts and demons to be themselves..."

"Haha, don't suffer a loss? These three words summarize it wonderfully. It seems to be true. I am born to be a master who does not want to suffer a loss!" I waved my hand and said: "Okay, since you helped me lead the way, then I

I will never break my promise and go back."

After sending away these old ghosts, there were only three of us left in front of Falun Gate.

Yue Ao held a tiger-tooth dzi bead in his hand, contemplated it for a moment, opened his eyes and said: "The eighteen levels of hell, with thousands of demons and monsters, were actually blocked by a wheel of dharma. If one day, you and I are both destroyed, wouldn't it be like that?"

People use a Falun to occupy two cities and four continents in the underworld? I don’t believe this evil, so I’ll call the door.”

I discovered a problem. After we have been together for a long time, we have all been assimilated by Liu Dajin. I don’t know when we started, but we all like the same old man... However, I like what Yue Ao said just now, the world of yin and yang

, this should be the world of us ascetics, the world of reincarnations, and no one else can do it.

Yue Ao held the Tiger Tooth Dzi Bead in his hand, stepped forward, and punched three times towards the swastika wheel.

I saw thunderbolts all over the swastika wheel, and Yue Ao's hands were also full of flames. However, with the Heavenly Bead around, the thunderbolts and Dharma Fire could only grow ferociously within a foot of Yue Ao's face, and couldn't get close at all.

Yue Ao's body.

"I don't do bad things on weekdays, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door at midnight. Isn't this the famous tearing hell? Why is the door closed? I, Qiu Shan, he, She Xi, and this unparalleled beauty Rakshasa, took the initiative to come to the door

Here we come, please pray for the Bodhisattva to transform!" Yue Ao shouted loudly with a voice as loud as a bell.

The Xuanmen was shaken and buzzed, but inside this hell, it was silent.

The swastika wheel was still closed, and the people inside had no intention of opening the door.

"Knocking once is a courtesy, knocking twice is asking, knocking three times is insisting, and knocking four times is smashing. Lord Gusu Shanshan is visiting the Bodhisattva. Please make it easier! If you wait for the fourth knock, then I will

But it was really smashed!" Yue Ao banged it a few more times, and the fire was raging on the Falun, and the iron wall around the door was rustling with slag.

Just when Yue Ao was about to knock on the door for the third time, he suddenly heard the Buddha's name "Amitabha" coming from inside. Then, the huge swastika wheel was dragged up by a rope with a clatter. The heavy Xuanmen was finally lifted up.

There was a creaking sound of the door opening.

Yue Ao winked at Cang Yan and me and snorted: "Sometimes, you have to be a bit rogue."

"Great sadness has no tears, great enlightenment has no words, and laughter has no sound. What do you mean by slamming the door loudly? Is it a euphemism to express that you are desperate?" Following a strange laughter, a man wearing cassocks

The bhikkhu walked out slowly.

We are so desperate. It seems that when we just arrived, the people inside already know who we are. This sentence of desperate means that I can hear it!

"Monk Daoming, you're fine!" I smiled coldly and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, but the top of your head has become a lot brighter again."

Monk Daoming was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes, looked at me, and said with a smile: "Haha, what a Mr. Panxi, he actually deceived me. It turns out that Mr. Luo is here."

I thought to myself, you pretend to be quite similar.

"I, a poor monk, should practice Buddhahood more, and my body will be illuminated by the Dharma. This end is naturally brighter." Tao Ming put his palms together and smiled at me and said, "Mr. Luo, on the other hand, has already become a god, but he still looks down and out."

Shao? Could it be that something happened to you?"
Chapter completed!