This Water Margin is a bit weird

Chapter 14 Am I the God of Death? (five)

The fourth floor clearance!

Clear the fifth floor!

Clear the sixth floor!

Strange to say, according to Li Qinglian's understanding, it should be more and more difficult to play dungeons, but in Li Qinglian's feeling, except for the first level, the rest is nothing more than that...

If the tool spirit who suppresses the devil's blood knife, that is, the gray-robed man who talks like a symphony orchestra, knows Li Qinglian's inner thoughts at this moment, maybe he will curse!

Originally, according to the routine, the assessment of the gray tower is more difficult as you go up, but who let the gray robe man feel so idle that he directly transferred the seventh level that he thought should be the most difficult level to the first level!

This is all right, instead of driving that annoying guy away, Qi Ling couldn't increase the assessment of the first (actually seventh) level because of the reason for mobilizing the level in advance!

If it is done according to the normal routine, whether Li Qinglian can pass the seventh floor depends entirely on Qi Ling's mood. After all, the will of every soul is essentially free. This point, even the King of Hades is not easy to disobey...

Seeing that Li Qinglian actually cleared the sixth floor, while the ghosts cheered, they felt more fear of Li Qinglian than reverence.

Fear its terrifying talent!

You know, even Zhong Kui, who is known as the strongest demon suppressor in history, was already 30 years old when he was awarded the title of demon suppressor and accepted the blood knife test.

But even so, when Zhong Kui cleared the sixth floor of Devil's Blood Knife, it still caused a shock in the underworld!
The top ten Yan Luos came to congratulate him one after another. It can be said that Zhong Kui at that time was the most dazzling ghost and god in the underworld, and he was also a genius who was rated as "once in a hundred years in the underworld" by Di Ting!

And now, a child under the age of nine has passed the sixth floor, how should this be evaluated?
A once-in-a-thousand-year genius in hell?

Or should I say that he is a unique genius?

If it is said that before, all the ghost messengers were so careless towards Mr. Bao, and they were quite critical of entrusting such an important position as the town demon envoy to a child, but now, all the ghost messengers will only be shocked by the viciousness of Mr. Bao's vision...

As Li Qinglian came to the seventh floor, the hearts of all the ghosts rose to their throats.

If Li Qinglian loses this level, everyone will be happy (referring to all ghosts and spirits), at most only Master Bao and Mr. Gongsun's injured world will be completed.

But if Li Qinglian passed this level again, it would be a disaster!
Not to mention that the holidays of all the ghosts and messengers have been ruined, just this news, I am afraid that the entire [-]th floor of hell will not shake...

The seventh floor of the gray tower——

Qi Ling knew that this last floor was its last chance, so it decided to end it in person!

The test at this level is "lust". As long as it is a living thing, it has the instinct to reproduce offspring, and those without the instinct to reproduce offspring have long since become extinct...

And "lust" is an emotion derived from this.

This kind of emotion is indelible and cannot be concealed, like poverty, like coughing, like mathematics...

Therefore, few people in the world can resist the temptation of lust.

But Li Qinglian is different, he is still a child under nine years old, the youngest examiner that Qi Ling has encountered since his birth, his temperament is naturally different from those of the previous examiners.

Similarly, his reactions and coping methods in the face of various tests were also beyond Qi Ling's imagination.

For example, in the face of depression on the sixth level (formerly the fifth level), the depression will use various means to explain the nature of suffering for all beings, and then variously confuse the examinee to end his life quickly. Only in this way can he be freed.

And those who were assessed, almost all chose the method of "don't listen, don't listen, just chant scriptures" to deal with the assessment.

Since you're bewitching me to die, then I won't listen!
The difference is that the xinxing of the examinees varies from high to low, and their methods are also different. In Qi Ling's impression, the worst examinee is to directly cover his ears, while the strongest one is like Zhong Kui, who directly kills all six senses. closed!

But Li Qinglian was different.

He chatted directly with Melancholy, and even told Melancholy a story, the name of the story was quite strange, it was called "Reality Alive"...

When the protagonist who heard the story took his demented younger brother and an old dog to pull a cart of firewood into the city and was stopped by the city guards, the ensuing conversation made all the ghosts and gods who were used to seeing the warmth and coldness of the world burst into tears.

Old official: Brother, in such a cold day, you still pull so much firewood to sell. The mountains are far away and the road is far away. Are your parents relieved?
Fugui: My father died in the frontier when I was eight years old, and my mother died of starvation after leaving the last morsel of food to me and my younger brother because of the famine when I was sixteen.

Old official: Then your wife doesn't care about you?

Fugui: My wife is also dead.

Veteran: What about your child?

Fugui: My wife had a difficult childbirth, and my daughter didn't survive. Later, I adopted a adopted son. One year, I was robbed by bandits. In order to protect me and my younger brother, the adopted son was hacked to death by the bandits. My younger brother also smashed his head in order to save me. up.

Veteran: That is to say...

Fugui: My family members are all in the car, a younger brother and a yellow dog. The reason why I brought the yellow dog with me is because the yellow dog has been with me for ten years and is about to die of old age. I am afraid that when I go out one day, It's dead but I'm not around, so I can't even send it on its last journey, so wherever I go every day, I bring them there!
Old official: Brother, I would like to ask, if you are a hundred years later, what will your younger brother plan to do?

Fugui: The current imperial court is wise and loves the people like a son. The Holy Majesty has set up a orphanage. When I am running out of time, I will definitely send him to the orphanage and be raised by the court.

Old official: Brother, I have another question. Please forgive me if I offend you!

Fugui: It’s okay, just ask!

Old official: Brother, this life can be described as a life of misery and a lot of misfortune. Why were you still singing heartily when I saw you pulling a cart just now?
Fugui: Live!

Old official: What do you mean?
Fugui: Just live on!Before my father died in battle, he asked his comrades to bring back his last words, ordering my brother to study martial arts hard, but not to bully the weak and fight fiercely with others, so that he can live a long life.

Before my mother died, she told me: The two brothers should live a good life, marry a wife and have children as soon as possible, and continue the family incense.

Before she died, the lady told me: Live well and marry another daughter-in-law. If you want to, you can come to see me once a year and chat with me about family affairs.

Before my adopted son died, he told me: Dad, take care.

When my younger brother thought he was going to die, he said to me: Please live on with my share, don’t hang yourself...

Everyone wants me to live a good life, so no matter how hard the life is, I still have to make fun of it, and I want to be happy every day, so that after a hundred years, I will go down to the underworld to meet my parents, and I will be able to live with them. Say, I have lived a good life, and I have not wasted every day and every hour they entrusted to me!
After finishing speaking, Fugui bid farewell to the old official, pulled a cart of firewood, and disappeared into the wind and snow. Faintly, Fugui's joyful tune came:

In today's world, the saints are wise, the officials are clean, the country is rich and the people are strong, and the weather is smooth. We ordinary people have something to depend on, and the young to be supported. Human tragedies have never been heard. Why are we not happy in such a prosperous age?Such a situation, why not sing?I only hope that in the next life, I will regenerate Dawen...

After listening to Li Qinglian's story, melancholy's eyes that had been filled with dead silence all year round became bright again, and then she bowed deeply to Li Qinglian to express her gratitude. On the main hall, the eight ghost messengers and Mr. Gongsun even cried loudly. Even Bao Zheng, those Danfeng eyes that can see the cruelty of the world, are covered with tears because of Fugui's strength...

Therefore, facing Li Qinglian and other "enemies in this life", Qi Ling felt that he had to come up with another trick!

And Qi Ling, who thinks he's smart, never expected that his actions of ending up in person once again plunged himself into the "abyss"...

(End of this chapter)