My master is the coffin

Chapter 393 Conditions
As soon as I heard that the ghost envoy wanted to make a request, I couldn't help feeling an urge to hit someone.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch.But what does this ghost want to do?My parents apparently had the same question.They all looked at the ghost messenger, waiting for his next words.

The ghost envoy swallowed, seemed a little nervous, and then said: "The request is, I hope Wushuang can go to the underworld and succeed the king of the underworld."

As soon as the words came out, Wushuang and I shouted in unison: "What?" My mother rolled her eyes and passed out.I rushed over anxiously, pinching people and pouring water.But Wushuang punched and kicked him directly.

While dodging, the ghost emissary begged for mercy: "It's none of my business. I'm just a talker. Hey, the two armies are at war. If you don't kill the envoy...don't cut...hey, don't, help me..." The ghost envoy was beaten up by Wushuang, it's nothing, just let Wushuang vent his anger.Never, never, never, he said: "When two armies are at war, don't kill them." This sentence reminded Wushuang.She reached out to pick up the mahogany sword on the table, and was about to chop off the ghost.

My mother is already awake at this time.I hurried over and stopped Wushuang.Wushuang waved the mahogany sword angrily: "What Pluto? Who wants to be Pluto? I don't want to be Pluto, whoever likes to be." The ghost envoy covered his mouth and said in a crying voice: "Okay, okay, it's not right. If it's not right, it's right. Tell me It’s fine if I don’t do it right, there’s no need to hit people.” Wushuang put down the mahogany sword and asked: “Is it okay?” The ghost messenger nodded: “Of course it’s okay, how can I force others.” Wushuang put down the mahogany sword and smiled happily Said: "You said earlier that you can be wronged or not? Why bother to be beaten up next to each other, is it wrong?"

The ghost emissary rubbed the big bag on his head: "I don't have time to talk. You beat me just now after I said a word." My parents felt relieved when they heard the conversation between the two of them.They all complained to the ghost messenger: "You are too scary. You can make people go to the underworld to be the king of Hades. It can be wrong, right? Then we won't be it, you go."

The ghost envoy seemed a bit embarrassed, and persevered in his persuasion: "In terms of blood, Miss Wushuang is a descendant of the old Pluto. This underworld belongs to you. If you go back to be the Pluto, it is justified. If you refuse, But it is a little unreasonable. Moreover, the matter of being the king of the underworld was proposed by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. You also know that the old man is highly respected, and no matter what he does, it is not groundless. There are certain reasons. Although according to our underworld As a rule, the position of Pluto will not force you, but you'd better discuss it with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

Although my parents are not practitioners, they know that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is famous.So he asked, "Ask Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva personally? Isn't Ksitigarbha in the underworld?"

The ghost messenger nodded, and said frankly: "That's right, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is in the underworld. Xu You and Wushuang had better come with me."

My mother looked panicked.After a while, he tentatively asked, "Can I not go here?"

The ghost messenger was surprised, then nodded, and said, "Of course. However, whether to go or not depends on Wu Shuang and Xu You's intentions."

My mother said very reassuringly: "Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed. These two children are very good, and they won't run around with you. Who would like to go to the underworld for nothing?"

My mother said it with full confidence, probably because Wushuang and I have been honest and honest in the past few years, which gave her the confidence to say so.This time, though, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint her.

I scratched my head in some embarrassment, and said to my mother, "I'm afraid Wushuang and I have to go."

My mother looked disappointed and looked at the two of us: "What kind of Pluto is this, is it that important?"

I shook my head: "It's not for Pluto, but for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. There are some things we need to clarify with him."

My mother asked worriedly: "Is there any danger?"

I comforted her with a smile: "Don't worry. There is no danger. We have been to the underworld many times. Didn't we all come back safely?"

My mother sighed: "You have all grown up. Some things can be your own decisions. When mothers stop you indiscriminately, it is a bit old-fashioned, but I want to tell you that when you think about things, you can't Always think about yourself. You have to think for me and your father. We are not young anymore, and we have nothing to look forward to in this life. The only hope is on you. Don't make us worry about it. "

This remark made me feel sad.What my mother said was right. Before we entered the underworld, we were saving people and killing people. We fought in the dark. I was happy, but I ignored the feelings of the two of them. It seems that I was a little selfish before.So I vowed: "I promise this is the last time. I will stay at home honestly from now on."

My dad has not spoken.He just looked at us with a complicated expression.My mother said a few words, then rubbed her temples and said: "I have a headache, I'll go back to sleep for a while, you guys go, don't wake me up."

My mother went back to the house, and my father patted me on the shoulder: "My child, you were not born as a mortal, and you deserved to be like this. Don't blame yourself. But, you must be careful."

I nodded: "Don't worry."

My dad asked again: "When will you be back?"

The ghost envoy next to him hurriedly said, "How long will this take? I'll be back in a few hours."

My dad nodded: "How many hours? Okay, then your mother and I will wait for you."

I asked the ghost messenger, "How do we go?"

It makes sense for me to ask.Because there are many paths to the underworld.One of the ways is to go through the gate of the underworld and enter in the flesh.But that door is broken.And we can't make enough five inner alchemy for a while.

The other road is Fengdu Ghost City. This road is very safe, but there is still a long way to go.The third day's road is from a place with a lot of yin on the ground, usually in the water, go straight down, find Huangquan Road, and lead to the gate of ghosts.However, only the dead who have reached the end of their lives can walk this road. If they are living souls, they will be torn apart by the heat wave.

When the ghost angel heard me ask this question, he naturally knew what I was worried about.

He smiled slightly and said: "With the abilities of the two of you, Huangquan Road can't do anything to you anymore. Let's find a river that is very dark and go down."

I nodded and said to my dad, "Wu Shuang and I will stay at home. Don't be afraid. We will be back soon."

My dad nodded and said, "Be careful in everything."

Old Jiang kept shrinking beside him, hesitating to speak.Seeing that we were leaving at this time, I couldn't help asking: "You two are leaving, what if those paper figures come? What should I do?"

I just pointed at the ghost messenger: "We went to the underworld to help you solve this matter. How about this, old man, you send two ghost messengers and watch them."

The ghost messenger nodded: "I will arrange this after I go back."

Wushuang and I nodded, and then bid farewell to my dad briefly.

We sat cross-legged on the sofa, and then the spirit came out of the body.

My dad was still watching my body nervously.I didn't show up, I just waved to the ghost official: "Okay. Let's go."

The ghost official bowed to my father and left.We have been to the underworld many times and are frequent visitors there, so this trip is relatively easy, at least not psychologically tense.

When Wushuang and I walked across Huangquan Road, we felt that the place was still extremely hot, but it only made us feel uncomfortable, and it no longer had the ability to damage our bodies.

I endured the discomfort and walked to the gate of hell step by step.Unexpectedly, the errand stopped me.

Today's underworld is very different from usual.The security is strict, and teams of errants can be seen walking back and forth here everywhere.

The ghost official stepped forward and said, "Please let me go."

Yin Cha categorically refused: "No one is allowed to enter the underworld today, and those who violate it will be shot to death."

Wushuang was a little impatient, and took out the mahogany sword: "It doesn't matter if you kill me? You try to kill me?"

The ghost official hurriedly smoothed things over, and said to the errand: "These are the guests invited by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva by name. If you neglected today, you won't be able to eat and walk around tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)