Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 43
"Outsiders are not welcome here..."

Seeing Wei Lai's figure suddenly disappear, Mo Chuan sighed!

Pulling Wei Lai over was both a temporary intention and a long-planned plan.

The impromptu idea was to rescue Wei Lai;

It has been planned for a long time, because he has long wanted to bring people over to experiment, but he hasn't found a suitable target for a while.

I never thought that the plan could not keep up with the changes.

Unexpectedly, by mistake, Wei Lai was pulled over.

In any case, Wei Lai's appearance can be regarded as a complete experiment result that he has always wanted.

"Although there is only Wei Lai as an isolated case at present, combined with the situation where the headless ghost appeared and his morality plummeted, this world obviously rejects outsiders."

"If the theory of hell holds true, perhaps only corpses can survive here!"

"Spirits from other worlds come, if they are soul bodies, they will cut their way, and if they are flesh bodies, they will be exiled directly."

"But if this is the case, why can my physical body exist for a long time without being rejected?"

"Could it be because my soul is a native creature, so I have been accepted by the world? Or is it that the Dao Furnace for the Sacrifice conceals the secret of heaven?"

"At present, there are two possibilities! In short, the current me is an extremely special existence here. It is no exaggeration to say that I have certain privileges. This is a place worth using!"

Mo Chuan secretly analyzed the characteristics of the world, and countless possibilities rolled in his mind.

While his thoughts wandered, his thoughts fell on Wei Lai again.

"Looking at Wei Lai's words and deeds, he is either a traitor or a loyal person, or a person with a pure nature."

"Whether it's the former or the latter, he probably won't spread the matter around, and at most inform the master."

"However, even so, I still have to think of a reason in advance. If I run into it one day, I will have an excuse to deal with it."

Mo Chuan thought to himself, he was not too worried about the consequences of this matter.

Hometown is his greatest refuge.

He can escape at any time, even if Wei Lai is aware of it, so what's the matter?
In fact, if you make good use of this experience, you may not be able to make friends with Tai Tai and seek benefits!

That being the case, which set of rhetoric is better?

Underworld?

Immortal Cave?

Kunlun Wonderland?

Or... the world in a pot?
Countless thoughts flashed through Mo Chuan's mind, and his thoughts wandered. He faintly had some ideas, and the specific details had to be adjusted according to the reaction of the other party.

After all, human thinking is treacherous and changeable.

It is often easier to trust what you feel and think.

Therefore, if you don't believe it, even if the evidence is solid, you will still make conspiracy theories and make nonsense;
If you believe it, no matter how absurd it is, you will firmly believe it.

Mo Chuan has seen this kind of thing a lot on the Internet, so he naturally has a deep understanding.

"But then again, where is this world?"

Mo Chuan picked up a volume of Daoist scriptures on the ground, flipped through them casually, and his eyes became more and more confused.

These Dao scriptures were purchased by him when he was shopping for painting talisman materials online.

Most of them are Taoist theories, which seem to be understood but not understood. If there is a hidden way, it seems to be nonsense, which makes people scratch their heads.

There are many methods of practice, but he dare not try easily.

He has seen Fuluan Temple and Yunji Temple lecture on the scriptures and Taoism, and he knows that the Dharma should not be practiced indiscriminately!
Many key inheritances of orthodoxy are passed on from master to student, and are taught orally, and are not recorded in scriptures that are easily stolen.

If you practice according to the book indiscriminately, you will never know how you will die.

So to be on the safe side, it's better not to try it lightly.

What's more, he has no shortage of practice methods for the time being.

Most importantly, he doesn't know if there are practitioners in this world?
If so, where are they?Why allow these classics to flood?
In his wild thoughts, Mo Chuan casually threw aside the Dao scriptures in his hand, and his gaze fell into the Dao Furnace for Sacrifice.

At this time, the young son of the Qian family, who was at least Jiazi, was scurrying around in the stove for offering sacrifices, chasing the monk Dengcao.

Monk Deng Cao also looked confused.

Half a day ago, he was puffing out incense and practicing, when unexpectedly, a childish-looking monster suddenly descended from the sky, and opened his mouth to play a game.

How dare he refuse?
With a bitter face, I have played with you until now.

It's simply endless.

……

Seeing the scenery in the furnace, Mo Chuan smiled lightly, waved his hand, and succumbed to the Taoist furnace, spitting out the child of the Qian family.

"Whoops! My ass!"

The Qian family child was caught off guard, and sat on the ground, covering his buttocks and grinning.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan felt strange.

This child is a ghost body, although he has a solid body, but he is not a physical body after all, how can it hurt?

Reminiscent of his sensory experience when he was a human body, he felt a sudden realization in his heart.

"It's you? You're a big liar, we made an agreement to see who is faster, but you ran away without a trace!"

The young child of the Qian family covered his butt and screamed in pain, suddenly seeing Mo Chuan standing beside him, his expression changed immediately, and he was about to charge forward with baring teeth and claws!

No, in the next second, his face changed drastically.

"my body……"

He cried out in surprise, he seemed to be completely unharmed, but Daoxing was falling crazily.

It seems that he is about to fall out of Jiazi Taoism!

He who was ignorant and turned into a ghost, didn't know what happened?
But his instinct made him realize that all this must be caused by the Taoist priest in front of him.

He subconsciously slammed into the floor, about to dissipate his anger and run away.

"Boom-"

Unexpectedly, what he got in exchange for grabbing the ground with his head was a solid collision sound, which made him scream in pain.

He rubbed his head with both hands desperately, as if trying to rub the pain away.

"You know what's wrong?"

Seeing this, Mo Chuan asked sharply.

"I, I know I was wrong, sir!"

The memory buried in the depths of the soul wakes up at this moment, and the childish image of going back to the private school, making mistakes and being taught by the teacher's rule.

"What's wrong?"

"I, I don't know! Sir, I was really wrong!"

The childish boy panicked and admitted his mistake. At this moment, a mysterious and mysterious voice suddenly came from within his body.

——But the realm of Jiazi quietly shattered.

"Wow--"

Zhitong couldn't hold back any longer, and burst into tears at the top of his voice.

Speaking of it, although he lived for 16 years, he was trapped in the deep mountains and old forests for those 11 years of Yinshou. How could his mind grow?
After all, he is just a child affected by the Den of Ominous!

"To shut up!"

An angry reprimand made Zhitong close his mouth subconsciously, and looked at Mo Chuan with tears on his face.

"Thinking that you didn't hurt anyone's life, I will spare your life for the time being, go in!"

Mo Chuan's heart skipped a beat, and as he waved his hand, the Dao Furnace for Sacrificial Sacrifice emerged.

The childish child knew that it was vast, so he quickly jumped into it, and the crazy and plummeting path finally stopped and stabilized at 53 years.

……

In the sacrificial furnace, Monk Dengcao was rejoicing that the devil boy had left.

I don't want to snap my fingers, that devil boy went back and forth again.

This scene immediately made him tremble all over with horror, and his mouth was bitter.

Unexpectedly, after the devil boy came in, he curled up in the void like a frightened quail, trembling.

I no longer have the original look!

Not to mention forcing him to play.

Taking a closer look, his frightening and frightening Jiazi Taoism disappeared in the process of going back and forth.

"This……"

Monk Deng Cao was shocked, wondering what happened?

The next second, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the furnace, which shocked him, and he quickly hid in the teapot for fear of being seen by him.

He was very much like the guilty student who buried his head like an ostrich when facing the teacher's roll call.

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