He and It

"Stand still," Yan Huan said, "Since he has spoken, I won't do anything to you. Why do you have to look like a dead person?"

Without waiting for the ghost to reply, he suddenly smiled and said bitterly: "Oh, I forgot, you are already dead, so naturally you will not be afraid of death anymore."

Hei Wuchang almost cried out in fright. Bai Wuchang's face was covered with blush. Now, the two blood-red patches were almost as pale as the wall.

"In mortal legends, no matter what the reason is, those who drown or abandon their babies will have to go to hell after death and be smashed into pulp by huge rocks from above, repeating this process forever. And those who abducted or committed adultery will , Those who marry by force will go to the Oil Pot Hell after death, with their skin and flesh torn open and the sound like firecrackers." Yan Huan said expressionlessly, "But I also know that although Fengdu has the Stone Press Hell and the Oil Pot Hell, the ones targeted are Not a mortal, very good, please listen to me clearly."

He said indifferently: "I didn't care about mortals before, but from now on, you have to take care of me. Within a thousand miles, I want to see those who deserve punishment be punished. Do you understand?"

Bai Wuchang's two buttocks trembled, and he almost collapsed: "But, but those people's lifespan has not yet ended..."

"Don't you know how to retain the soul before your life is over?" Yan Huan asked strangely, "Do you still want me to teach you?"

Ju Shenghun, to put it nicely, is called Ju Shenghun, but to put it worse, isn’t it just murder! The two ghost guards were about to faint, and Hei Wuchang trembled and said: "Sir, please forgive me... If this happens, there won't be many people alive within a thousand miles, sir! Count one or two thousand, we will We can still deal with a little bit of money, but if we have one to twenty thousand or one to two hundred thousand, how can we do it even if the murderer king is reincarnated!"

Yan Huan smiled.

"If you feel tired, you can call a few more people from Fengdu to come over and help you." He came closer and sighed, "Otherwise, if you want me to do it, it won't be as simple as stone pressing and oil pan. When the time comes, I'm afraid those people won't be able to go to hell even if they ask for it. Think about it, you are actually helping these people and accumulating virtue."

Hei Wuchang suddenly understood that this demon king, this extremely evil god, was actually venting his anger. He hated them and dared to expose his cover in front of Zhi Shan, so he must vent this hatred and murderous intention on innocent... not innocent people.

He gritted his teeth and said: "In that case, please allow me some grace. I humbly... I will convey your request to Fengdu."

Yan Huan said coldly: "Do your best and don't let me down. The ghosts and immortals in Fengdu must know what will happen to them if you disappoint me."

After that, he should have turned around and returned to Liu Fuguang, but Yan Huan stopped where he was, unable to gather the courage to take a step forward.

For a moment, he did not dare to look back and look at Liu Fuguang's eyes as he looked at him.

Chapter 213 Ask Here (41)

Cowardice is evil, and escaping is also evil.

But what room does Yan Huan have for cowardice and escape? He turned around, prepared to face Liu Fuguang's accusation and disappointment.

It was beyond his expectation.

Liu Fuguang no longer looked at him. He was talking to Jin Cuixu, his slender jade-like palms gently pressing on each other's shoulders, with an encouraging smile on his face.

In an instant, Yan Huan's emotions burned from fear to violent jealousy.

He could endure anything, all the hatred, all the pain, all the suffering that Liu Fuguang gave him... all the tears that were like burning ice knives, he drank them all hungrily, and there was nothing special about them that he couldn't bear no matter what.

Liu Fuguang's neglect and generous distribution of the attention that should belong to him to others!

...But he couldn't do anything.

He calmly put away his ferocious expression and walked up to him with a cheerful face.

"...It's great that you have this ambition," Liu Fuguang looked at Jin Cuixu. Only Yan Huan could see that his smile at the moment actually contained worries, "It's just that it's so ambitious, but it's really difficult to achieve..."

Jin Cuixu grinned and clenched his fist with vigor: "It all depends on people! If you go step by step, you will always see results, right? There are many women like Yueniang in the world. They are women, I She is also a woman! I have spare energy and time. If a cultivator like me doesn’t stand up for them, who else is willing to help them? "

Liu Fuguang nodded, returned the Songwen Sword to her, and said gently: "You are a good child."

Jin Cuixu blushed, scratched his head and chuckled: "I have been out for so long, it's time for me to go back and revive my master! Brother Fuguang, Brother Yan, Brother Yan, thank you for helping to solve the problem of the Nine Sons Mother!"

She came closer and whispered: "I know that you are definitely not ordinary monks, right? I will not tell the disciples about you. Some of them..."

Her expression dimmed for a moment, then she smiled again: "Some of them are very shameful and will definitely come to harass you, so why don't I repay you with kindness?"

Liu Fuguang smiled and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Jin Cuixu waved to them one last time, jumped up and down in the moonlight, stepped on the flying sword, and flew away with a "whoosh".

Liu Fuguang was used to it when people in Taoism meet by chance and don't have to be reluctant to say goodbye. Yan Huan pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "Are you worried about her? Why?"

"...you are young after all." Liu Fuguang put away his smile and looked at the flowing clouds in the sky that were cut by the sword energy. "She actually said that she would save all the women in the world so that they would no longer be in trouble and suffer..."

Yan Huan originally wanted to burst into laughter, but then thought that now she should put her tail between her legs and be a good person, so she hurriedly kept silent and simply said briefly: "She doesn't understand."

"She really doesn't understand," Liu Fuguang said softly. "Among the monks, most of them respect the strong, and they can barely relieve themselves. But in the mortal world, many cannibalistic etiquette and educational rules are all rooted in women. Those who thrive on flesh and blood?”

"The king controls the life and death of his subjects, parents control the life and death of their children, the husband controls the life and death of his wives and concubines, and the master controls the life and death of his servants - are people born differently, and can one kind of person be more noble than another? These are all Violence and karmic debt. Anyone who is oppressed must be full of resentment in his heart. If this resentment dare not be vented upward, it will have to be vented on people who are lower than him."

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