Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 57 General
I don't cultivate good fruits in my life, but only love to kill and set fire.

Suddenly the golden rope was pulled away, and the jade lock was torn off here.

Huh!A letter from the tide on the Qiantang River came, and today I know who I am.

Once enlightened, he immediately becomes a Buddha.

Although Su Wen does not have the Buddha-nature of Master Lu, the storyteller is on stage tonight, and in the book, he also sees the true self.

Breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly, the mood changes.

Looking at the world again, it is already different.

Not only him, but the flag in his hand also experienced a transformation.

The dragon shadow collapsing, the brilliance gradually dissipating, and the surging power of merit is approaching the end.

Su Wen's figure gradually became clear, and he looked the same as before, and the flag in his hand was taken away somewhere.

"This...is it over?"

Under the stage, looking at Su Wen who was the same as before, Taoist priest Zhang Zhou and monk Yun Zhen looked at each other, and there was a feeling of being in a trance like waking up from a dream.

What happened tonight is so bizarre that even outsiders and practitioners like them can hardly believe it.

But the facts are in front of you, and you have to believe it if you don’t believe it.

Su Wen, this little storyteller, a secular mortal who has not yet entered the way of cultivation, has saved tens of thousands of ghosts, won the favor of humanity, and added merit to his body.

Taoist Zhang Zhou and Monk Yunzhen looked at each other, and then turned to the high platform together.

"Boy Su, oh no, Mr. Su, I'm an old man, I'm not mistaken, you really are a man of great talent and destiny, you are willing to enter my Baiyun Temple..."

"Junior Brother Su, you are truly immeasurable meritorious deeds for saving thousands of ghosts and being reborn in bliss. After the presiding brother knows about it, he will definitely lead you into the ancestral court of Faming Temple..."

"Hey, old man, I'm already shameless enough. I didn't expect you, a bald donkey, to be more shameless than me. It's just your junior brother. When did this kid enter your Buddhist school? You can't rob people like this!"

"Amitabha, Su Huifan, Junior Brother Su, is destined to be a member of my Buddhist sect, and he has long been a member of my Buddhist sect in his heart."

"Vald donkey, you are so shameless, I fell in love with this kid first, so I should first ask the old Taoist if he agrees with the magic weapon in his hand!"

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist... You are a bull-nosed man, right?"

"Bald donkey, accept your life!"

"I'm injured, don't take advantage of others!"

"Speak as if I'm not injured, eat me with a sword!"

"..."

Looking at the two noisy people in the audience, Su Wen also felt helpless.

Daomen?

Buddhism?

He doesn't want to enter any of them.

Because no matter which one he joins, it will affect his great storyteller career and the great Dharma-rectification oath he just made.

What, you can tell a story as a monk or priest?
Look at the posture of those two people below, after getting started, they will ask Su Wen to tell stories?

Even if they asked Su Wen to tell him, Su Wen would not join. There are too many masters in Taoism and Buddhism, it is really not suitable for him to develop, not to mention that he has just made a big vow of Fa-rectification, big vows, entanglement of cause and effect, and he must not break his promise and get rich.

Of course, Su Wen didn't want to mess up the relationship with them. Instead, he wanted to get closer to them, get all the information about the practice world in this world, and pull a tiger skin for himself by the way. After all, he just said a "reverse Book".

This world is wonderful.

If Su Wen was an ordinary person, an ordinary storyteller, then what he said just now would definitely bring him death, and the crime of "confusing the public and stirring up public opinion" could cause him to die ten times .

But if Su Wen was a celebrity, talented, famous, and backgrounded, then what he said just now was at best a frenzied statement. Although it was a bit outrageous, the people involved would not take it seriously, and at most laughed it off.

Don't you think it's weird?

This world is so bizarre!

The same thing, the same words, some people can say, some people can't.

Some people said that it would bring about the disaster of killing the body and extinction.

Some people said that they were safe and sound, and even gained fame and fortune.

Bizarre or not?
Gossip aside, now that the ghosts in the audience have been rescued, Su Wen's book can't be finished.

If there is no audience, it should end.

Su Wen was about to turn around and step down.

but don't want to...

"Beautiful!"

Just as Su Wen turned around, he heard a long hiss, and then the ground shook slightly, making a sound like a drum beating.

That's... hooves, hooves!
"Um?!"

Taoist priest Zhang Zhou and monk Yunzhen stopped their movements, followed their reputation, and saw a mist in the distance, and there were shadows in the mist, as if a group of soldiers and horses were galloping.

"not good!"

"It's ghost soldiers from the underworld!"

Taoist Zhang Zhou's complexion changed drastically: "It must be attracted by the power of merit just now!"

Monk Yunzhen also nodded: "Go quickly, those evil spirits are more powerful in dealing with merit and virtue than living people's blood!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and jumped onto the stage, grabbing Su Wen's arm: "Junior Brother, leave with me!"

"Shameless ass!"

Taoist Zhang Zhou also jumped up and grabbed Su Wen's other arm: "Brother Su, follow closely!"

Su asked: "..."

Su Wen was speechless, but luckily the two of them knew the priorities, and they didn't compete with each other at this moment, but worked together to activate the magic formula, preparing to take Su Wen away together.

take away?

Where to go?

Isn't this the Goulan stage?
Yes, this is the Goulan stage, but it is no longer the Goulan stage in Yangshi.

The Obon Festival, fifteen midnights, is the time when all ghosts return to the underworld. At this time, the passages between the yang world and the underworld will be connected and opened, and even overlapped, reflecting each other like mirrors. Yang people enter yin, and yin people enter yang , the scene of the yang world reflects the underworld, and the image of the yin world manifests the yang world, even not only at midnight on July [-]th, but also in normal times.

Very strange, very dangerous.

It is inseparable from the fact that the night ban of the Great Zhou court can be implemented so strictly.

Now Su Wen came to the Goulan stage of the underworld because of the relationship between yin and yang intersecting, yin and yang overlapping, and yin and yang reflecting.

No, not now, as early as the moment when all the ghosts appeared, he was dragged to the Goulan stage of the underworld.

A few years ago during the Obon Festival, the performers of the Zhou family troupe disappeared in this way. At the fifteenth midnight, when Yin and Yang intersected, they unknowingly fell into the underworld. The evil spirits took it away and made blood to eat the living souls.

Su Wen is relatively lucky now, he has not been haunted by evil spirits, and there are two second-level practitioners, Taoist Zhang Zhou and Monk Yun Zhen, by his side. With their abilities, it should not be possible to bring Su Wen back to the underworld...

"Well!"

Monk Yunzhen's body trembled, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

"Whoa!"

Taoist priest Zhang Zhou's sleeves exploded, and the talisman seals turned into fly ash.

"Beautiful!"

The ghostly spirit was raging, and the mist was like a tide. A group of Yin soldiers came on horseback. The leader was Xuanjia Heiqi, holding a Qinglong Yanyue Saber in his hand, and there were more than ten iron cavalry and Chuochuo ghosts behind him.

"Damn!"

"It turned out to be this old ghost!"

"Black General!"

"Now we're in big trouble!"

(End of this chapter)