The Love of the Green Snake in the Other Side Pavilion

Chapter 32

When the two saw the yellow light coming through the sky, they knew who it was. They were not flustered. Although the man was under the master's sect, he practiced too pure and inaction. That's all.

The two maintained their illusioned appearances, flew in front of Ji Kong, and said, "Infinite Heavenly Venerable, thank you fellow daoist, I will give this to you as a cover."

The old woman shook off the robe she was holding in her hands. The plain brocade was trimmed with black borders, and the belt was all black. It looked quite elegant, with a faint brilliance flowing on it. It seemed to be a spiritual weapon armor.

Ji Kong shook his head, and shook his right hand. Instead of being turned into ashes, the Miao men's clothes on his body turned into black mangs and flew to the southeast. The green shirt that scholars in the human world often wear, he wears a little less relaxed, and a little more tenacity of the green pines on the edge of the cliff.

The old woman's face froze, and she said with great displeasure, "Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by that?"

"You saved my life, so I still have a quiet time, so let's go away."

Say nothing, turn around and leave.

"But I can't. If I let you go, wouldn't my planning for so long be in vain." The woman's soft voice sounded.

Jikong actually fainted, but woke up again in the broken city, the ground was covered with rubble and weeds were overgrown.

There was no trace of mana in his body, and he lost his morality, as if he had become a mortal in an instant, so he could only walk barefoot, with red winding under his feet, which were wounds cut open by non-sharp rubble.

It coincided with the war in the human world, and the various regions were divided.The ruling class is either intoxicated, non-eating meat, or ambitious, conquering the world.No one thought of suspending the war to give the people a chance to breathe.

It's a time when green forests are everywhere, officials close down, people are in dire straits, and it's difficult to end well.

In the world, there are people who starve to death in the wild. They change their sons to eat, and tear down their bones for cooking.Wherever he went, there were ten rooms and nine empty rooms, with many bones, no grass growing, and resentment gathered, which was like a miserable scene in the world.

Jikong closed his eyes slightly and sighed: "Amitabha."

His complexion remained unchanged, and there was compassion hidden under the ice and snow that had not melted for years.

For another three months, he traveled across the mainland, and the sights he saw were shocking. He experienced what mortals experienced with his mortal body.

The world is like a sea of ​​suffering, Yan Luo is born with elephants, all living beings are struggling, and it is difficult for the world to find peace. They live in the morning and die in the evening, like mayflies, which is sad and pitiful.

He is willing to become an everlasting light, to point out the direction for other sentient beings.

Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go, even though I have died nine times, I still have no regrets.

"Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow."

As far as the eyes can see, it is desolate, no different from other places, the crying of the baby does not know when to stop, the wind is gusty, like ghosts howling and foxes screaming.

That is, Ji Kong frowned, fox demon.

Although he has no power in his body, he is not a fairy Buddha who only cultivates mana. His physical body is also so strong that he is close to the demons.While the figure flickered, mortals could only see a series of afterimages.

From the ruins of the ruins, one can vaguely see the prosperity of the old days. There are many large and small stones, rubble and skeletons piled up all around, but the middle is empty. There is not even a small stone, and some only have a large pool of blood.

In the center of the open space, there is a seductive woman dressed in men's clothing, sitting in the center with a big horse and golden sword, with five black fox tails flying behind her, holding a small child in her arms.

He approached, stepped on the sharp object, bowed his head, but it was just a dead man's skull, with a sharp cold wind blowing, crying like complaining, crying like complaining.

He remembered that there was nothing in the place he stepped on, but the severed human skull appeared out of thin air, so he put his palms together and called Amitabha.

He said: "Go and reincarnate with peace of mind, I will definitely repay your karma in the next life."

The cold wind stopped, the sound disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

The woman raised her head when she heard the sound, the corners of her lips twitched, and her low voice was filled with innumerable laziness: "So it's you, so that's how it is. If it's really unpredictable, I'll leave this child to you." She said and threw the child away.

Ji Kong took it in his hand, held it in his arms with one hand, and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

The woman raised her eyebrows and smiled casually, not charming: "Where else can I go, the murder is very serious, I may go back to the demon world to receive the punishment myself or wait for the Heavenly Punishment Clan to send down the thunder."

"Back to the demon world."

Jikong spat out three words, inexplicably, he didn't want the woman to die, not to mention that in this world, human life is contemptuous and humble like a dog.

It is not uncommon to practice three months of penance, watch hell elephants, and eat people. He probably knows where those skeleton-like corpses come from. There is nothing wrong with wanting to live, but it shouldn't be like this. No one is more noble than anyone else. , no one is humbler than anyone else.

In the final analysis, they were killed by their own greed. Even if they didn't die at the hands of the fox demon woman, they would starve to death sooner or later. It's not worth taking their lives for it.

"My demon world order is gone." The woman said.

Jikong didn't ask much, just took out a pitch-black token from the empty mustard bag and threw it over.

He didn't know how he came here, and he didn't know why he lost all his powers, but the mustard bag was still working, which puzzled him a lot.

The woman took it, with a surprised look on her face, as if wondering why he had the order of the demon world.

The already dark sky in the sky is gradually covered with gloomy clouds, and lightning strikes from time to time.

The woman didn't have time to think about it, she threw the demon world order into the air with one hand, shot out a purple light with the index finger of her left hand, and shouted: "The demon is impermanent, walk alone, there are many demon gates, open."

The phantom of the gate of the demon world slowly unfolds, the dark facade is engraved with inexplicable ancient patterns, mysterious and desolate, and luxurious palaces and pavilions can be faintly seen inside the gate, all of which are exquisite.

A huge thunder rang out, and the two looked at the sky at the same time. The sky and the earth were dark, and the pressure was even heavier.

Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more critical, the woman got up and flew to the gate of the demon world. She seemed to turn her head when she thought of something, and she couldn't help shaking twice when she turned her head, almost falling from mid-air. On the side is the baby thrown to him by the fox demon woman. He is holding the baby's little feet, and the baby's head is down and close to the ground.

The woman said with a pun: "Treat him well, he will bring you unexpected things."

Jikong nodded, watching the fox demon woman's gaze, she held the baby under her armpit without changing her expression.

The sadness of parting disappeared, the woman looked down at the baby under Jikong's armpit, although it was a lifetime in a moment, she closed her eyes and opened it again, it was a lifetime, and she walked into the midair demon gate without any regrets.

Liu Lang, you saved my life, and I will return your bloody hands. You left me alone at the end of my life and I have handed it over to someone else. Don’t worry, there is no one in this world who will treat your child better than him. This is one body, but The karma between you and me is finally broken. I don’t know if it’s goodbye next time. Goodbye.

Bean-sized drops of water fell from the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain. Raindrops fell from the dark sky, and the whole world was shrouded and dull.

The gate of the demon world gradually closed behind her, and the token of the demon world order turned into powder in the air.

Jikong retracted his gaze, held the baby under his arm, turned and left step by step.

He continued to walk naked on the mainland, and the baby under his armpit gradually grew into a toddler, and he waited on his side, but more and more monster races gathered around him, those who had transformed and those who had not, those with high skills and those with shallow skills , and so on.

Many years passed, and one day, he stopped in front of a mountain, and asked, "What is the name of this mountain?"

The transformed white rabbit next to him waved a folding fan, shook his head and said, "Qing Ulsan."

Therefore, Jikong nodded and did not leave anymore.

So a group of Yaozu stopped here.

Later, people heard that there were gods on Cheong Ulsan, but no one knew whether it was true or not, but there were more and more villages near Cheong Ulsan, and it became a paradise for a while.

Many years later, the world became a little more stable, the displaced people settled down one after another, agriculture and commerce recovered slightly, and the people who had been in war for a long time saw a glimmer of hope.

The Peach Blossom Land near Ulsan in the Qing Dynasty is very festive today, as if it is the Chinese New Year. Of course, today is definitely not the Chinese New Year, it is only June [-]th.

Because a person came today, although he was not the fairy in their hearts, he was not far from the fairy.

"Grandma, little master Huaizhen is here today." A simple and honest boy of about seventeen rushed into the room.

"I'm going to be my father, and I'm still so unstable. This makes my mother rest assured that you will move out as an adult." The plainly dressed woman said while adding firewood to the stove.

The boy rubbed his head in embarrassment, and grinned with a blushing face.

The woman straightened up, wiped her body with her hands, and said nunuzui: "The chicken soup on the chopping board is for Qianwazi. They are all about to give birth. Let her not run around all day."

The boy blushed, picked up the chicken soup and ran away.

The woman walked out the door and saw a crowd of people surrounded by the sound of the Buddha. She quietly found a place, closed her eyes and followed the recitation.

After chanting over and over again, the Buddha's voice stopped, the ears were noisy, the woman opened her eyes, most of the people in the village came, except for the hunters who entered the mountain, everyone surrounded them, you talked to each other, and the middle ones The little monk was young but serious, with a blank and expressionless face.

The woman squeezed through the crowd and said, "Little master, your master is okay. The medicine he gave last time was eaten by the one in my family who was paid a thousand dollars. See if you can bring some next time."

There was some confusion on the serious face of the little monk: "Master asked the little monk to travel down the mountain in two days." Seeing the dejection on the woman's face, he took out a bottle from his sleeve and handed it over, and then said, "Master said that every month Eat one grain, there is enough food for three or four years."

The woman took it and thanked her for a while.

The sun was already in the west, and the Orion who had entered the mountain had also returned. After hearing that Master Huaizhen was leaving, a bonfire was lit in the village, and everyone sang and danced, wishing him a safe journey on the journey.

The moon went up to the hills, the bonfire was extinguished, and the people in the village went back to their houses to blow out the oil lamps. The night was dark, the moon was bright and white, and a few sporadic stars flickered occasionally.

Huaizhen took a deep breath, there was wind on the mountain at night, and he took a breath of coolness, he stepped lightly, stepped into the void, and walked against the wind, but couldn't pass a stick of incense, and landed in a ruined temple, he exhaled a few times The master didn't answer, so he thought for a while and walked out of the temple gate.

(End of this chapter)