Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 413
Fuchen finished all the stories in the solitude, and everyone couldn't get enough of it.

"It's simple, wouldn't it be good to burn a few scripts for you when the time comes?" Fuchen quickly became one with them, calling the dragon a brother.

A female ghost came up with an idea, "Anyway, it was written by a person, why not wait for that person to die, directly tie his soul and talk about it every day?"

"Then do you know who he is? I am number one in the world, this is a pseudonym! Do you know who he is?" Fuchen asked back.

The female ghost looked at the giant dragon, "Then, don't you know if you look for the King of Hades? There is also the impermanence of black and white, and they will naturally know what they are doing."

The dragon's eyes lit up, and he listened to this opinion.

"Hey, I am the number one in the world. What if it was written by a monster, the monster will not belong to the underworld. It will dissipate directly into the world. Knowing the Monkey King so well, I guess the author must be the brother of the Monkey King, a monkey monster! "Fu Chen swore.

The giant dragon's pupils were flattened, "That's still troublesome little brother Fuchen, burn all the comic books."

"It's easy to talk about." Fuchen agreed, and asked about the riverbed longan, and the dragon answered happily.

The monk watched indifferently, this was probably life, drinking Wangchuan water while listening to storytelling. (boasting while drinking)
The giant dragon led the way, and Fuchen climbed onto the top of the giant dragon's head. Seeing that there were no little ghosts around, he asked quietly, "Hey, brother, can you tell me what you eat to grow so big? I really want to be as big as you."

These words obviously delighted the dragon. The dragon squinted his eyes and gasped out of his nose twice. He couldn't help saying proudly, "When you are as old as me, you will be as old as me."

That's the end of the game.Fuchen sighed.

Realizing that the little brother was disappointed, Julong gave the second plan, "Of course, you can also eat more Wangchuan water. This water is very real, and you won't be hungry for a long time after eating it." Eat more to grow your body.

"...Don't." Fuchen became even more weary.The river of forgetfulness is full of wronged souls.

The giant dragon brought the three of them to a wide surface of water. Surprisingly, there was no imp here, nothing.

"This underwater is where the longan is. The boss can only put you here, and the old man doesn't know if you go on." The dragon said, then turned his head and said to the monk, "Vald donkey, take care of my boy. You kill him Neither can die."

The monk nodded.

Fuchen jumped to the side of the monk, put away the wooden knife, and said goodbye to the dragon.Glancing at the judge next to him, he said to the dragon, "Boss, keep an eye on him for me." Then he dived into the water with the monk.

The giant dragon watched the two disappear under the water, and watched silently. After a while, his eyeballs glanced at the person who had been tied up next to him.

"Sanzheng, why did you offend my little brother?" Julong asked.

Judge Zhang let go of the vines and hung beside the giant dragon. He said with a smile, "Are you really helping them find the dragon eyes? Are you so interested in that little book?"

"I don't like comic books, but I like Fuchen. She is a demon like me, and she is much more cheerful than you, an old man." Julong said, and suddenly realized, "Didn't you give me that golden lotus? What is your purpose?" ?”

Judge Zhang said with a smile, "I gave it to you, so let's see if they can complete it. After all, they have completed it, and I have the grace to bestow it on you. You can just reincarnate as the Asura Dao again."

If it doesn't work, the golden lotus seeds will disappear, and he will only continue his tenure as a judge for a thousand years, and it will not be easy for the monk and the little golden dragon.

The giant dragon didn't say much, just looked at the water surface quietly.He didn't like the Judge, but he didn't bother to fight him either.Master Sanzheng's mana is not enough for him to see, but he has too many disciples and grandchildren who have reproduced in 500 years, which is annoying enough.

Too lazy to fix it.

Underwater, the world is turbid, with no direction.The line of sight can only see the golden light of the golden mask.The vision outside the golden mask cannot be discussed.

The waters are deep and silent, and there are no traces of living things.

The floating dust and the golden mask of the monk dive slowly, and the pulling force of the water is getting stronger and stronger.It was as if there was a black hole sucking it all in.

Suddenly, the golden mask lost control, and the two spun rapidly.

"Monk!" Fuchen held the monk tightly to prevent it from being washed away.

The floating dust returned to its original shape, and the wooden long knife was inserted into the water to become a big tree that continued to grow, trying to block the whirlpool.

But the surroundings are still in a vortex shape, with forces from all directions pulling people down.

The two hugged the big tree tightly to stabilize their figures.Slowly sink to find the reason.

Found a huge hole under the root of the big tree.The two looked at each other.It is not advisable to enter the dust, and the unknown often means danger.

There is no living thing here, it is all muddy sewage.

The place that should be exuberant is dead silent. Her experience tells her: Don't try it lightly.

But the monk looked at the black hole with deep eyes, and he decided to go down.

Only go down to find the longan.There is no other choice.

Seeing that the monk was about to venture alone, Fuchen didn't say anything, but tore two vines from the big tree and gave one to him.

The vines wrap around the upper waist automatically.

Fu Chen nodded, and the two of them swam to the bottom.

The two of them walked together, and the tree roots had just made room before they were sucked in after stepping out with one foot.Suddenly, the two let go of their hands and lost contact.

When he opened his eyes again, Fu Chen found that she was suspended in the air, in a completely dark world, the wind seemed to be black too.

The vines on his body were broken.

The floating dust rolled over, sensing the surrounding environment with its body, and swam over as a dragon.

The environment here is somewhat like water.

But no water.The wetness of the water and the reaction force after touching it are all absent here.

What flows is the wind.black wind.Black wind who can see the outline.

A wind world of total darkness.

Swimming in it, you can push the wind away, but feel no reaction.As if these winds were powerless to float.

"Monk!"

Shouting is very hard, but the ear hears very softly.

"Monk!"

It was too quiet all around.

Fu Chen looked around for the monk, calling out.

After searching for a long time, I finally found the monk who was meditating in the air.In front of him is a gathered golden lotus.

Fuchen turned into a human form and reached out to touch Jinlian.

Not angry.

Golden lotus does not open.Clouds of black air gathered around.

Fuchen is puzzled, look at the monk.

The monk closed his eyes tightly, clasped his hands together, and sat quietly.

Do not chant scriptures, do not knock wooden fish.

settled.

Entering samadhi in this ghostly place... Fuchen looked around.

There is no doubt that this is a longan, but there is no doubt that this longan is broken.

It may be that thousands of lonely souls in Santu River have polluted the longan, and it may be that longan has created the violence of Santu River.

Who knows?

The only thing that can be known is that the golden lotus cannot be planted.

It's an impossible thing to do.

The judge... Fu Chen quickly chanted a spell.

While cursing, Fuchen noticed that the black wind around him was spinning faster.

On the surface of the water, Judge Zhang fell and rolled on the surface of the water.

The giant dragon let out a "huh" and blew air through its nostrils, tearing through the judge's coat, revealing a green vine, which shone like gold, continuously tightening and restraining Zhang Xian.

"Dragon tendons." The giant dragon said, "Child, did you touch my boy?"

The green rattan almost divided Zhang Xian into several sections, almost dismembering his body.

"I also hope that Long Zu will help you untie me." Zhang Xian said with difficulty, panting.

The giant dragon flicked a finger, and a scale covered Zhang Xian's mouth and nose, "I won't kill you, he is free to kill his people."

Zhang Xian glared, struggling to swear with his hands, the rattan sensed the flow of qi in his body, and strangled it tightly, obstructing the flow of qi.

The giant dragon thought it was an eyesore, so it swung its front paws over. Zhang Xian rolled out of the longan area, and was caught by the ghosts of Santuhe, who crazily snatched food.

"Ah~" Zhang Xian just uttered a sound before being dragged into the water.

The water ghosts in the Santu River have not been exhausted for tens of thousands of years, and the things in it, especially the things in the Wangchuan River, even the Hades Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva dare not touch.

A small judge is not enough to watch.

"Floating dust." The monk opened his eyes and looked at Fuchen.

Fuchen glanced over, his eyes bloodshot.

"Amitabha." The monk recited the Buddha's name.

Fuchen instantly regained consciousness a lot, and asked in confusion, "Why?"

The monk pointed to the black whirlwind around him, "Floating dust, you don't need to kill. This longan can amplify the hostility on your body and affect the thoughts of the benefactor."

Not necessarily.Wanting to kill him was an idea I had before I came in.Fuchen didn't take it seriously.Directly change the subject, "Do you know what's wrong here?"

The monk nodded, "Dragon Balls are being bred here. Tens of thousands of years of evil spirits and fierce ghosts in the Santu River have created this place." The monk looked at the blackness of nothingness, "If you want to plant golden lotus here, you have to purify all living things in the Santu River."

"Huh? How is this possible?" You will do things that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has not done?Fuchen was puzzled.

The monk lowered his eyebrows, as if he had made up his mind, put a golden mask on Jinlian, looked at the floating dust, "Let's go out."

The floating dust sensed the position of the big tree.

The wooden dragon and the big tree grow at the same time, and the big tree is more like a placenta and a baby to her.

Soon, Fuchen probably sensed the position of the big tree, followed the feeling, and waited for the big tree to put the vines in.After waiting for a long time, three vines hung down, binding the two of them layer by layer, and when they went out, there was another round of dizziness.

"Huh." Fuchen looked up, and saw that his big tree was bald, only the main root and trunk remained.Just as Fuchen turned his head and wanted to complain to the monk, he was startled again, "Why are your clothes like this?" There was only half of the cassock left, half of the body was exposed, and the patched underwear was exposed.

The monk said lightly, "You have to ask the benefactor."

The benefactor, Fuchen, thought for a while. When she turned around just now, the cane was cut off, so she subconsciously grabbed the monk to prevent him from hanging.Hmm...didn't catch the person, grabbed the clothes.

Blame me.

When the two came out of the water, Fuchen sensed the position of the dragon's tendons, and said nothing about it, and asked the dragon, "Brother, is there anything that goes directly into and out of the underworld?"

The dragon threw out a token, "This."

Fuchen caught it and glanced at it. The majestic words carried a vast history. He clearly didn't know Fuchen but recognized the words "City Guard Army" written on it.

The guard army... the giant dragon is here to guard, who dares to let him be the guard?

Fuchen didn't think too much, jumped onto the dragon and went out with the monk.

Julong took the two of them to the Wangchuan case and said goodbye.The two walked along the other side of the River of Forgetfulness, and met Po Meng who was washing the bucket.

The monk left directly after the prayer.

Fu Chen stopped in place and looked at Granny Meng and the bucket in her hand.

"Oh, let the fierce beast lead the way for you, your lord is so majestic." Granny Meng said with a smile.

Fu Chen walked to the edge of the River of Forgetfulness, smelling the smell of the river water, it was still the same stench.

Mengpo soup is colorless and tasteless.

"You pour the soup into the river." Fuchen said affirmatively, looking at her coldly.

"Oh, my lord, don't talk nonsense. How could the old woman pour the soup into the river of forgetfulness? The old woman is washing the bucket, so you can't talk nonsense if you don't understand." Granny Meng smiled, her eyes sparkling.

The vines crawled out from under Fuchen's feet like snakes, and got into Po Meng's clothes.

Fuchen knew that the monk was waiting not far away, so he didn't make much movement when he watched, so he smiled and said to Granny Meng, "Come on, tell your lie again. Lying children have no candy."

Granny Meng still had the same smiling face, giggling twice, "That's all you want to know?"

Fu Chen looked at him coldly, but had a smile on his face, with the momentum of "try it if you don't say it".

Granny Meng smiled slyly, "It's not good for you if you know it, so why be persistent? Or if you know it, you won't be able to drink this soup if you want to drink it in the future."

"I really never thought of drinking your Mengpo soup." Fuchen said.

The expression on Granny Meng's face suddenly became much more relaxed, "There are only two kinds of people who dare to believe that they don't want my soup, one is idiots, and the other is those who have today and no tomorrow. Nothing to hide."

Po Meng put her hand into the barrel, which was filled with half a barrel of Wangchuan water, and Po Meng stirred it a little, and the red-yellow Wangchuan water in the barrel gradually became transparent.When it was completely transparent, Granny Meng said, "My lord, this is soup."

"..." Fuchen was stunned, using Wangchuan water as soup base?
"My lord, do you know what is the most abundant in the Wangchuan River?" Meng Po asked.

"Water? Ghost?" Fuchen guessed.

Meng Po smiled, "To the world, it is indeed water or ghosts. To the old woman, the most abundant thing in the Wangchuan River is emotion. All kinds of emotions are pushed into the Wangchuan River and voluntarily jumped into the Wangchuan River. Yes, the tears and soul essence of these ghosts are mixed with this river of forgetfulness day and night, and all their emotions are gradually lost in this river of forgetfulness."

"The old woman made the water into the soup base and stirred it up. The transparent Wangchuan water is like drinking water that has been filtered through the sand. There are no sharp emotions, only mild emotions. These gentle Wangchuan water can easily enter the soul. It is also easy to wash away their emotions, washing away their original sharpness, and turning them into new gentle emotions."

"This is the beginning of newborns, and their emotions and experiences are a blank slate." Meng Po said.

"But it's actually their own emotions that have been forgotten and overbearing. There has never been anything forgotten." Fu Chen concluded, and asked, "Don't you remember your past life?"

Meng Po smiled, "Hey, my wife will prepare more soup. This bucket contains mild soup, and there is soup in my fingernails. My nails have been soaked in Wangchuan water for thousands of years. If you look If he is an idiot, he will stick a little bit in with his nails, which can also "eliminate" his emotions. If he can still remember, then the world will write a book praising his deep love. When he comes back, I will just put my thumb in it , and wiped out all his emotions."

"..." Granny Meng is so ruthless.

"Is there anything else you want to ask, my lord? The old woman is always very sympathetic to souls who are about to die without a place to bury them." Meng Po said.

(End of this chapter)