The grandma of the god of all worlds in the city

Chapter 143 Three Realms and Six Paths
Ordinary people can't hear the crying inside, but Xuanxuan and Lingling heard it, and Ziling also heard it. Of course, Lin Yijun also heard it, but Zhilan didn't hear it.

Originally, Mr. Lin Yi didn't want to deal with these things, but he thought that this palace has experienced Ming and Qing Dynasties, has a history of more than 600 years, and is the most famous scenic spot in the world; there are so many tourists every day, especially some foreign tourists, it can't be spread Become a ghost palace.

So, with a wave of Lin Yijun's hand, the tightly closed courtyard door opened.

Under the hazy drizzle, in the overgrown yard, Zhilan saw a few court ladies coming and going again.

"Why is there a white silk on the pillars inside?" Zi Ling asked when he saw a white cloth hanging on the beams and pillars in the hall.

"This white silk has a certain background. After hundreds of years, it hasn't been turned into ashes. Haha, it's amazing!" Mr. Lin Yi said after looking at this white silk.

"Don't tell me that a certain concubine hanged herself here?" Zhilan shrank her neck and asked.

"You're right. It's not a certain concubine, but many concubines are hanged here. The emperor bestowed death on them. It seems that they all use a few white silks, with some scriptures embroidered on them. The ghosts are sealed on the white silks." " said Lin Yijun, who saw the condition of the white silk at a glance.

"Why can't I see it?" Zi Ling asked.

"White cloth is embroidered with white thread, unless you look carefully, you can't see it!" Lin Yijun said to her.

"It's so far away, how do you see it!" Zhilan asked.

"I'm powerful, and I can see tiny things. Forget it, let's not talk about it. I went to break the magic circle here, so that tourists will not see some unclean things in the future." Lin Yijun said.

After Mr. Lin Yi finished speaking, he walked back and forth to the ancient well next to him, as if he was looking for something.

At this moment, Xuanxuan and Lingling turned around, staring closely at the back of their mother, without blinking.

"Baby, why are you staring at Mom like this?" Zhi Lan looked at the two cute babies and asked her with weird eyes.

"Mom, there is a sister behind you, she asked if you were thrown into the cold palace by the emperor." Xuanxuan pointed to her back and said.

When Zhilan heard Xuanxuan's words, she was instantly frightened, her feet didn't listen to her commands, her heart was flustered, and her face turned pale instantly.

Her lips trembled a little and she said, "Bao, baby, don't scare mom, okay, Zi Ling, help me see, is it true?"

Zi Ling is not a Buddhist practitioner, and she has just practiced, so how could she see it; but she also believed in the child's words, because Zi Ling spent a period of time with the children, and found that they were very innocent and never lied.

"I didn't see anything, Xuanxuan, are you dazzled?"

That's what Zi Ling said, but she couldn't help but retreat to Xuanxuan's side, away from Zhilan, making Zhilan even more afraid.

"What are you afraid of? They are all ghosts who have been dead for hundreds of years. Don't forget that you are wearing a magic weapon around your neck. No one who can hurt you in this world has yet to be born." Lin Yijun looked at Zhilan in fear trembling said.

"It's all you scoundrel, you agreed to go home, why do you want to come to this kind of place to be a good person." Zhilan scolded a little angrily.

Then he said to Xuanxuan: "Baby, these ghosts have frightened mom, you can supersede them all!"

"Okay, mom, watch me!" Xuanxuan listened to Zhilan's words very well.

Afterwards, Ziling and the others saw Xuanxuan, who was wearing a Buddhist bead, making complex handprints one after another with his small hands. It looked a bit like the handprint technique of Tibetan Buddhism.

At the same time, they also felt that the air around them was constantly vibrating under the Xuanxuan handprint technique, and even the raindrops were falling slowly, everything seemed to be still.

"This……"

Zhilan saw streaks of golden light emanating from the feet of her precious children, and the golden light spread out, leaving ancient characters one after another on the ground. The ancient Sanskrit characters were emitting golden light and rotating.

"Three Realms and Six Paths, let me open the Underworld." Xuanxuan stepped on the ground with his little foot and said.

"Brat, to deal with these little ghosts, you actually opened the gate of Hades? Isn't that too much?" Mr. Lin Yi felt the energy fluctuations outside.

Looking back, he was speechless when he saw his precious son opening the gate of hell here.

Regarding Xuanxuan's actions, Mr. Lin Yi did not stop him, but saw an ancient bronze gate appearing, with the words: Hell!
This time, Zhilan saw it, saw some unbelievable things, saw some non-existing things, that appeared in this world out of thin air.

"Is it really the underworld?" Zi Ling hugged Lingling and said in front of Zhilan.

Whether there is, whether it is true, they will soon know.

Because, this bronze door was slowly opening, and two black and white impermanent walked out of it, holding tools like white feather brooms in their hands.

According to legend, if they are hit with the tool in their hands, their souls will be shot out, and then hooked away and taken into the underworld.

"Who opened the underworld, and why?" they asked.

"Is it black and white?" Zhi Lan couldn't help asking.

"That's right, it's the messenger, you called us up, so what's the matter, if you don't give us an explanation, we'll take you to the underworld for interrogation." They appeared in front of Zhilan and said.

' Whoosh! With a sound, Mr. Lin Yi appeared in front of these two black and white Wuchang in an instant, pinched their necks with both hands, and lifted them up like two dead chickens.

"What did you just say?" Lin Yijun's voice asked the two of them coldly.

"We said, we are asking, how many of them, do you want to go to the underworld? We two brothers, can be your tour guide!" These two black and white impermanence felt a very terrifying force suppressing them, making them play their best. Without the slightest effort.

Moreover, this force was several times stronger than their ten palace kings, which made them feel very scared and felt that they would be wiped out by him at any time.

"Papa, I'm going to play in the underworld! Papa, let's go to the underworld to play." Lingling who was in Zi Ling's arms heard the words of these two black and white impermanence.

"Okay, for my daughter's sake, I will spare your lives. If I hear a threatening tone next time, don't blame me for killing you two." Mr. Lin Yi waved them aside.

"..." Zhilan and Ziling's eyes sparkled, they didn't expect their man to be so domineering and rude.

"Yes, yes..." The two officials who had just come up from the underworld felt as if they had escaped death.

It should be said that they have been dead for an unknown number of years, and they just live in another dimension.

"Lingling, be good, I will play with you in the underworld after my father finishes work tonight." Lin Yijun promised his daughter.

"Father, I'm going too, I'm going too!" Xuanxuan ran up to Mr. Lin Yi and said as if he wanted to hug him.

"Okay, okay, Dad will take you too." Lin Yijun said to this son who didn't know how to control power.

"Well, will something happen if I go to the underworld?" Zhizi couldn't help asking worriedly for them.

"It's okay, it's okay, I believe in the Tenth Palace King, you are very welcome!" The two of them said to Zi Ling and the others with smiles on their faces,

At the same time, the two of them saw the power of the golden light and holy Buddha emanating from Xuanxuan and Lingling, and thought in their hearts: "My mother, how can someone in the world become a Daluo Jinxian? Even a child can become a holy Buddha, or a holy Buddha!" Buddha reincarnated?"

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