"This one, this one, the road under your feet, in fact, does not exist?" The old master didn't expect the black mother to crack such a conclusion, and his heart was hit again. This is good, he can understand what Hei Mu said if he thinks about it, but when he says it again, he has to rack his brains to think again. And no matter the old or new, it's useless to think in an ordinary way, you have to drill into the new, strange and strange, if you keep tossing like this, it's strange that he doesn't give the whole thing into a schizophrenia!

Hei Mu asked with her feet dangling, "Master, do you always think that our current state is that I am hanging in the air, and you are standing on the ground?" ”

The old master was stunned and asked, "Isn't it?" ”

Hei Mu shook her head and said, "Of course not, in fact, we are standing in the same place, even at the same point, and we are overlapping with each other." As the saying goes, bystanders are clear of the authorities, and if you can stand on the periphery and look at the whole, you will probably be able to discover the truth. But it's better not to see that weird scene, otherwise I'm afraid it will scare you. ”

"The ghost gate is here, so mysterious? It's a bit scary indeed! Tell me, is there any chance we can get out of this strange circle? "The old master is only eight years old, and there is no one in the entire king continent who has read more books than him, but at this time, it seems that he has not yet passed the age of the weak crown, and he acts like an ignorant student, if he wants to get out of the predicament, he has to rely on the black mother.

Hei Mu smiled: "Don't think that hell belongs to the netherworld, and it has become an idealism that violates the scientific theory of materialism. Oh~ I'm sorry, I used the word Origin Earth again. Let's put it this way, because we are going through a moment that is preparing for the birth of things, and we should find ways to make the virtual existence become the real existence. As long as we have the ability to turn the virtual scene into the real scene, the things in the real scene can appear one after another, and once they appear, they will not disappear again. You can understand what I said with the concept of history and the future, the future can be changed, but history cannot be changed, as long as it has not appeared, we can change it with imagination, this is to change the future. But once it appears, it becomes history, and to try to change it is to violate the laws of nature. It's empty now, proving that we still have a chance to use our imagination. Imagination is ethereal, the only weapon we have brought from the Yang Realm in reality, and here, it has become a divine power to deal with the predicament in front of us. When we use our divine power to occupy this underground world, what do you think we should do? Crossing this black land that doesn't actually exist? ”

"No, of course not!" The old master shouted, and his tone was full of surprise. He nodded again and again, "I see what you mean!" Whether it is materialism or idealism, it is aimed at the so-called things that exist, and for the things that are in the process of formation, what we need is not to act like a headless fly, but to make choices! Then Black Mother, tell me your choice! ”

The reason makes sense, Hei Mu is not in a hurry, and said with a sly smile: "Listening to your tone, I have already made a choice, for the sake of my credit for seeing through the heavens, you should say it first, right?" ”

"Well, you do have merit, the old man will forgive you for your rudeness~" The old master stroked his white beard with his withered hands, and said with a smile: "I'll tell you my choice, I want to really enter the netherworld and see Zhong Kui openly, the method couldn't be simpler, just don't go anywhere, stand here and wait, and wait for the person who specially picked us up." ”

"Haha~ Amazing, worthy of being a fossil-level figure with the same life as the King Continent. The brilliant insight is impressive! The black soil we stepped on came from our memories when we were in the Yang Realm. If the land of the Yang Realm is not land, but a pile of cotton, maybe the place where we stand after passing through the Black Gate will be a large pile of cotton. ”

"Exactly! So it looks like you kid can be legitimately lazy. But don't lie down anymore, now you're going to fall down again, but lie on the old man and I to sleep! The old master figured it out, and he was a little angry, thinking that he had just asked the black mother to "sleep...... But in fact, he was happy in his heart, the biggest problem was solved, and the next road would be smoother and smoother, and it was not impossible to make a fuss with this kid to adjust the tense atmosphere.

The black mother wanted to laugh again, and endured it and said, "After tossing for so long, the iron man is tired." I can't ask for sleep, no matter where he sleeps? But I know it's not the time to sleep, don't you notice that someone has been secretly watching us and eavesdropping on our chatter here? ”

"Ah~ It seems that you are quite suitable to stay in hell, after coming here, not only have you a good brain, but also have a lot of patience. Of course, I also know that you also let the matter of saving Mengqi be forced to play extraordinarily, but you can be regarded as having played out, and behaved calmly and optimistically, not as impetuous as before, which is worth learning from you, old man! For the first time, the old master told the truth, it seems that although the black mother is still a fat and ugly black boy, the image in his heart is also much taller, and he is moving closer to what Mali Lian Menglu. But as for the tall universe, let's put it aside for the time being......

Every time Hei Mu hears someone praise him, he will be so arrogant that his nostrils turn to the sky, and his reaction is understandable, because there are very few people who praise him, and once they appear, they are precious. But this time, he showed a slight shyness, his face flushed, and the fire burned, as if the old master had not spoken words, but had sprayed fire in his face.

Bang Bang Bang ~

Mom, could it be that there is still an audience applauding his black mother? The shooting was earth-shattering, as for it? Just say it......

Bang Bang Bang ~

Why can't you stop? And this time it was shot by a second person. The Black Mother was terrified when she heard this, worried that there would be a grand scene of all the ghosts returning together, and maybe the ghosts who had come back from the outside walk would throw flowers at him and hug him onto a laurel flower platform......

This time he is not modest, but he really can't afford this honor, if he will be exposed to the attention of ten thousand ghosts...... Of course, he also remembered that ghosts didn't have eyes.

"Oops! I said, are we really dead? Why is it that the bull head and horse noodles came to pick us up? This damn Zhong Kui has already tossed us enough, but he still has to be so rude! ”

Without waiting for the Black Mother to show his modesty, and before he could even say a word, the old master shouted angrily and danced with his hands, but in his anger he forgot that now he was just staying in a vain point, in this place, even if he shouted the sky and the earth, it would not attract anyone's attention, except for the Black Mother.

"Bull head and horse noodles? The one who cheered me on just now, could it be the two of them? ”

The black mother was worried about the applause, and when she figured out that it was actually the movement made by the monster, she was a little disappointed, but when she saw the appearance of the monster, she couldn't care about being disappointed, and could only tear her throat and scream.

"Guoguoguo, it's really bull head and horse noodles! It's mine...... Damn......"

This scream can split the King Continent, the space seems to be vast, but in fact it is small, and the poor old master has to cover his ears in order to prevent being deaf.

"Two, if you don't want to, you're already dead, so accept the reality and let us go. Come with us to the Meng Po Bridge, drink the Meng Po soup, and then after the interrogation of Lord Zhong, you will be sentenced to which of the eighteen layers of hell you should be sent to. This process is said to be slow and slow, fast and fast, it hurts to say it hurts, and it doesn't hurt if it doesn't hurt. Even if you are skinned in a frying pan, you can be reincarnated through the six realms of reincarnation. But in the next life, whether you will be a human being, a pig or a dog, it depends on your creation. ”

The bull head and horse face performed his routine and preached to the new dead, but in the way of writing on the palm of his hand.