The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 241

Daoran, who was missed by others, was lying on the soft bed of the Qiandeng River painting boat, stretching comfortably.

He hadn't slept so comfortably in a long time.

After becoming a practitioner, sleep became less important. When he was practicing in Lingshan, Daoran never closed his eyes.It wasn't until he returned to the mortal world and smelled the smell of fireworks that Dao Ran felt himself alive again.

The mortal side emerged, and Dao Ran became lazy and lazy. It became very common for him to sleep until the sun was up like this.

But it can't be completely blamed, because he can't work hard now.

His mana has been condensed to a certain critical stage, and there may be only one step left to condense the Buddhist golden body.At this time, if he continues to practice seriously, he will soon prove the way with his strength and become a Buddhist arhat.

At that time, the immortals will not be able to stay in the mortal world for a long time, and revitalizing Buddhism will become a joke.

He didn't accomplish anything, but instead achieved a positive result. The Buddhas of Lingshan might unite to suppress him, and the head and limbs were separated to suppress him.

But the leisurely days should come to an end today, because Bai Suzhen ran to pick up Xiaoqing a few days ago, and made an appointment to meet at Qiandenghe today.

Daoran has also prepared something to extend Xiaoqing's life, just waiting for this stupid snake to come back.

It's just that Daoran didn't expect that the door was knocked open just as he got up, and a cyan figure rushed in and threw himself into Daoran's arms.

"Wow, Daoran, you're finally back! I thought you were dead!" Xiaoqing cried until tears and snot flowed out.

Daoran was speechless, if he hadn't been so powerful now, Xiaoqing almost broke his ribs, this little snake would have become more powerful after not seeing him for a few months.

Seeing that Daoran's clothes were about to be ripped off by Xiaoqing, Bai Suzhen grabbed Xiaoqing's ear unhappily, pulled her up and said, "Xiaoqing! I told you, men and women can't kiss each other!"

Xiaoqing was in pain, and quickly said: "Sister, I know, let me go, I will remember."

Bai Suzhen said angrily: "What do you remember?! If you remember, how could you be so rude?"

Xiaoqing puffed her cheeks and said: "I remember very clearly, sister, you said that men and women can't kiss each other, women can't take off their clothes casually, and their body can't be seen by men, let alone touched by men, unless it's your husband."

"Then you're still clinging to others? You're knowingly committing a crime." Bai Suzhen said with her eyes wide open.

Xiaoqing said aggrievedly: "But, sister, you also said that for the sake of innocence, if a mortal woman is seen by someone, she can only marry that person. He has seen my body many times, I You can only marry him, so what does it matter if you hold her?"

"What did you say?" Bai Suzhen asked in shock, and then looked at Daoran.

Daoran: ...

For this stupid snake, let her reincarnate.

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In the underworld, the hell is crushed by stones, and Xuanjizi's soul is in it.

"That kid, you should be happy in Lingshan now." Xuanjizi said with emotion after recovering from the mess of rotten flesh.

Her body was a mass of rotten flesh, and she just squirmed and regrown her head, and she sighed.

Daoran guessed right, Xuanjizi was sent to hell to be tortured because he leaked the heavenly secret during his lifetime.This stone crushing hell is a huge millstone, and the towering huge stone mill will continuously crush the ghosts on it.

You can choose to run with all your strength, but the stone mill will always be chasing after you. Once you get tired and stop, you will be crushed mercilessly.

Every time, his body was smashed to pieces, and his flesh and blood were bloody.If you are unlucky, you will be mixed with the flesh and blood of other evil spirits, and your own head is likely to be mixed with other people's ass.

But Xuanjizi doesn't have to be so miserable, Ma San is the jailer of the stone pressure hell, and of course he has preferential treatment for old acquaintances.Although Xuanjizi can't be freed from the sea of ​​suffering, it can still help her delineate a small area so that she doesn't have to huddle with other evil spirits.

Xuanjizi didn't bother to run away like other evil spirits. Even if he ran to exhaustion, he would still be crushed to pieces by the stone, and at most it would only last a little longer.Others are crushed five times, you can become four times.

Although it is not bad to add up to a lot, but the rotten meat and broken bones all over the ground feel like a swamp full of barbed wire, and every step can make people bruised and bruised.

Therefore, Xuanjizi chose to lie flat.

Just crush it, don't struggle.

At this time, Xuanjizi was very grateful to Daoran. Most of what she asked her to do divination was the weather.It is precisely because this kind of secret leaked is harmless, so her sentence is only a hundred years, and it will pass after a little patience.

However, after only a few days of being repeatedly crushed to death, Xuanjizi began to feel a little wrong.

Even though trapped in hell, Xuanjizi's divination ability has not completely disappeared.On the contrary, after trying krypton fortune-telling and only a few months left in his lifespan, Xuanjizi's understanding of the way of fortune-telling has deepened.

After being crushed to death by stones again and again, Xuanjizi has a deeper feeling for hell. This connection makes her feel the undercurrent of the whole hell.It seems that there is a major crisis brewing, which will destroy the entire underworld at any time.

"Unfortunately, my tortoise shell and copper coins are not here, otherwise I might be able to make a fuss." Xuanjizi sighed, looking at the carpet of flesh and blood around him, where did the tortoise shell and copper coins come from in this wretched place.

But soon, Xuanjizi had an idea, and said excitedly: "No, you can still use this."

After saying this, Xuanjizi immediately ran out of the "single room" that Ma San had designated for her, and rushed towards the disgusting carpet of flesh and blood.

Every piece of crushed flesh is wriggling, but the bones of countless people are mixed together, your scalp is connected to someone else's chin, and this person's finger is inserted into that person's celestial cap... It is very difficult to separate.

Only a single room like Xuanjizi can be resurrected quickly after being crushed to death.

Xuanjizi didn't care about the disgusting flesh and blood, and stretched out his hands to rummage through the disgusting minced meat, and quickly dug out two bones from it.

One is a hip bone, the other is a skull, both of which are dilapidated, with countless bloodshot meat sticking to them, and these fragments are still growing.

Xuanjizi looked at such a disgusting scene very seriously, but before she could see why, there was a strong earthquake on the ground, and a loud rumble was heard in her ears.

Xuanjizi turned around and saw that the silhouette of the towering huge stone mill had already appeared, and a new round of crushing was coming.

Xuanjizi quickly threw down the two bones, ran to the range of his single room, and was crushed into pieces in the heart-piercing pain.

The torment of hell will not stop just because you suddenly have a feeling.

Even if you suddenly become enlightened and become a Buddha, the laws of heaven will allow you to endure all the punishments before you can ascend to Lingshan.

Of course, it doesn't count if these people in the underworld opened the back door.

Xuanjizi felt something in her heart, but she couldn't escape the torture of being crushed to death, but when she got up trembling with pain all over her body, she couldn't wait to rush to the rotting ground, rummaging through the rotten meat and heartbroken bones.

This time, with plenty of time, Xuanjizi dug out five complete bones, but it was still the same as before, just after seeing the lines on it clearly, Xuanjizi died again.

The second time and the third time, Xuanjizi still died tragically, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.Because she discovered that these bones can replace the role of tortoise shells and copper coins.

Originally, the oldest divination technique was to judge good or bad luck by roasting bones and tortoise shells and the changes in the lines on them.

Bones are originally psychic things, and human bones are even more so.

Although everyone is dead, but in hell, they are flesh and blood, and the bones are no different from the original version, and they can still be used.

But bones alone are not enough. Divination requires rituals, just like someone dropping copper coins on the ground can’t see the hexagrams, and it’s useless to pick up some bones on the ground. Special techniques are needed to create divinations that can be used for divination. Come.

The easiest way is to warm up the fire, light the fire and barbecue yourself, and you can get the answer from the lines on the bones.

But Xuanjizi is in hell, and there is no food or drink, so where does the fire come from?
Xuanjizi thought about it for a while, and after being crushed to death by the stone a dozen times, she had an idea.

Once again rushing out of his single room, Xuanjizi grabbed the head of a dead man who had just been reborn, pulled it out, and threw it into his single room.

The newly reborn head roared, "What are you doing?! Put my head down!"

Xuanjizi ignored him, and when he returned to the single room, he swung the other thigh bone and slammed it on the dead man's head.

With this stick, Xuanjizi used all his strength to knock the dead man's head until blood spattered.

The screams sounded, but Xuanjizi was not moved at all.She was a person who crawled out of the dead, and had seen countless corpses that died tragically due to Gu worm experiments. A mere dead head was not worth mentioning.

The femur was knocked on the dead man's head again and again, and finally the femur and the cap of the dead man's head died together.Amidst the sound of bones breaking, Xuanjizi was about to stretch out his hand to peel off the scalp to see how the spirit cap was broken, but at this moment, the stone grinder came again.

"Unlucky!" Xuanjizi kicked out the dead man's head that had been opened.

Shi Nian has arrived, and he is about to be smashed to pieces, Xuanjizi can't let this dead man's head stay by his side.Otherwise, when she was crushed, the dead head would be mixed with her flesh and blood.

Nausea is secondary, the key is that it will seriously affect her respawn speed.

He was smashed to pieces and then reborn, and then dug out the bones from the flesh and blood, and smashed them into pieces, hoping to decipher the hexagrams he wanted before the stone grinder came again.

This is what Xuanjizi thought of.

Whether it is warming up or knocking bones, it is just a ritual, as long as it is a random value created by the fortune teller, it can achieve the effect of fortune telling.

It's just that Xuanjizi is not familiar with this kind of bone-breaking divination, and because he is in hell, he has no time to study it quietly, so the progress is very slow.

After a while, even the ghost messengers in the underworld have a certain legend.It is said that in the Stone Pressure Hell, there was a female ghost who went crazy and slaughtered other evil ghosts who were tortured. She was probably abandoned from the beginning to the end, so everyone looked like a heartless person, exporting crazily to the innocent neighbors.

As the story spread, Ma San couldn't help looking for an opportunity to ask Xuanjizi, wondering if she had been stimulated in any way.

Xuanjizi didn't explain half of it, but said calmly: "Anyway, being idle is idle, these evil spirits are tortured in hell like me, and they must not be good people. Do you ghosts still feel distressed? "

Ma San was speechless, there was no law in the underworld that forbids the evil spirits in hell to kill each other, because most of the evil spirits were already exhausted from being tortured, and they didn't even have the energy to make trouble for others.

Only Xuanjizi, who is so gifted, can endure the torture that goes deep into the soul to hammer other people's bones after being smashed to pieces.

Just when Ma San had no choice but to leave, Xuanjizi suddenly asked, "Little Sanzi, did the prison judge from the underworld come to inspect Hell today?"

Ma San didn't feel much about the title of "Little Sanzi".Now he has completely turned into the appearance of an eight or nine-year-old child, and he is often treated as a child.

"Lord Judgment Lu did come to Hell today, but he didn't come to Hell, Daoist, how did you know?" Ma San asked curiously.

Xuanjizi showed a smile, and said to Ma San: "Hahaha, you are right. I guess after five days, some of your ghost messengers will be thrown into the oil pot hell. No matter whether I guessed right or not, let me know after five days. Answer."

Being in hell, he could still laugh. Ma San shook his head. He really didn't know what Xuanjizi was thinking, but it was not difficult to just ask for this information.

Five days later, Ma San found Xuanjizi and said to her: "There is no ghost messenger who was sent to the oil pot hell, but today someone escaped from the oil pot hell, and some ghosts were almost turned into scapegoats."

Xuanjizi threw away the bone stick in his hand, touched his chin with bloody fingers, and thought seriously.

After a while, she said to Ma San again: "Tomorrow morning, you should be called to the Palace of the King of Hell. The King of Hell and the judge Lu have something to do with you. It is probably related to that monk Daoran. Old rules, tell me tomorrow that I am right." wrong."

Another day later, Ma San came to the Stone Pressure Hell again, and said to Xuanjizi in surprise: "Master Dao, you really guessed it right. Today, Lord Yan told me that my benefactor's lifespan has been restored. It seems that Da Zi Zai Tian After the restrictions on Engong's life and death book were lifted, Judge Lu immediately restored Engong to his original lifespan."

Xuanjizi was not too surprised this time. After nodding his head, he started slaughtering his neighbors frantically again.

Emperor Tian paid off, after not knowing how many dead heads were hammered, and how many times he was crushed to death, Xuanjizi finally grabbed the skull fragments in his hand and let out a triumphant laugh.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that this could be calculated. I'm such a genius."

Xuanjizi threw the bone in his hand casually, and called Ma San loudly.

After a while, Ma San appeared in front of Xuanjizi.

"Daozhang, what are you calling me for?" Ma San asked.

"If there is a big event, you must find Daoran and tell him not to come to the underworld to help me return my yang. Don't come to the underworld, otherwise there will be big trouble." Xuanjizi said solemnly.

"Is Engong in trouble?" Ma San showed a nervous expression.

"Yes, I made a very clear calculation this time. Tell him not to come to the underworld, at least not in the near future, otherwise there will be big trouble, and it may be life-threatening." Xuanjizi said solemnly.

If you want to say who Ma San cares most about in this world, it is absolutely true.Daoran is the first benefactor in the world who cared about him and helped him. If Daoran's lifespan had not expired before, Ma San would not have left his side.

Not caring about his responsibilities at the moment, Ma San stepped on the three-pronged fork and flew out of the stone-pressed hell, heading towards the six realms of reincarnation.

He was going to Lingshan to inform him of this important news.

　Sorry, tomorrow is another day for nucleic acid volunteers. I don’t know when I can get off work. If I can go home before [-]:[-], I should be able to catch up with a chapter. If not, don’t wait.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)