Liu Qinghuan felt a little inexplicable, sighed in his heart, and asked Tan Erzhuang: "How far is it from the Zhao Palace?"

"It's not far away, and in front of it is Crow Ridge, and beyond that is the mass grave, where we died. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Tan Erzhuang said: "I once sneaked over there to see, and the people who are now wandering in Crow Ridge are not ordinary soldiers, but those who have practiced evil methods." ”

Liu Qinghuan was silent.

"Great, my lord, can I go?" Tan Erzhuang asked cautiously, his eyes slipping over the little monk next to him.

Liu Qinghuan also looked at the little monk.

Under the torture of ghosts, it is impossible for Tan Erzhuang to lie, he is just a poor mortal soldier, but he died tragically here. Then he said, "Master, do you want to give them an excess?"

The little monk blinked and nodded cautiously.

"Will they be able to enter reincarnation then?"

The other man nodded again.

Liu Qinghuan said to Tan Erzhuang: "You heard it too." You have been dead for a long time, but your soul has been imprisoned here, and if you are attacked by the resentment and anger here all the year round, you will turn into a complete ghost one day sooner or later. Are you willing to become a godless ghost yourself? You're awake right now, and you have your own choice. ”

Tan Erzhuang showed an expression of fear and struggle, and turned to the little monk: "Master, can I really be reincarnated as a human being?"

The little monk thought about it, took out a wooden card from his arms, drew it with spiritual light with his fingertips, and then held it up to Tan Erzhuang.

Who knew that Tan Erzhuang looked dazed, and muttered: "I, I can't read." ”

Liu Qinghuan sweated profusely and replied on his behalf: "He said yes." ”

The little monk seemed to think of something again, took back the wooden sign and wrote twice, Liu Qinghuan read the words on it: "Transcendence is painless, it will only eliminate all the evil obstacles in your body." Then you will be able to enter samsara and no longer suffer from today's suffering. ”

After hesitating and thinking for a long time, Tan Erzhuang finally made up his mind to accept the excess, but he had one final request: "My lord, it seems that I can't wait to see Zhao Wu's final fate." He now occupies the original palace, and has all the brothers who have practiced the harmful exercises in the past, so now there is a ghost army. If you want to go there, please be sure to help our brother avenge Zhao Wu and beat Zhao Wu to the point that he will never be able to live forever!"

Well, there's another request.

Liu Qinghuan rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly: "I'll do my best." ”

In the end, the little monk raised his Zen staff, and a clear light enveloped Tan Erzhuang and all the soldiers' ghosts.

Liu Qinghuan didn't leave immediately, but wanted to see how the little monk acted. Speech is an extremely mysterious and profound spell, which is very rare.

A futon appeared under the little monk, sat cross-legged, and placed the Zen staff flat on his lap. This time he didn't say the word excess, but began to chant the scriptures.

With the sound of the Buddha, the bodies of the ghosts gradually faded away in the Buddha's light. The soldiers all came to their senses at the end, looked at each other, and hugged each other shoulder to shoulder, smiles of relief and relief on their faces.

After doing this, the sky was getting brighter, and Liu Qinghuan said goodbye to the little monk and continued to fly towards Crow Ridge.

Tan Erzhuang said that Crow Ridge is not far away, and the mountains in front of him are getting higher and higher.

After flying for a while, he turned around: "What are you doing with me?"

The little monk who had been following him hurriedly flew over, with a big smile on his face and holding a wooden sign.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the wooden sign, which read: I am also going to Crow Ridge, so happy, let's go together.

The little monk nodded to the wooden card, and a large string of words appeared: My name is Jingjue, what is your name?

Liu Qinghuan was speechless, and wanted to reject him like a sister surnamed Yue, but looking at his pure smile, he couldn't say anything for some reason: "My name is Liu Qinghuan." ”

After speaking, I reacted that what I said turned out to be my real name!

He glanced at Jingjue, and the other party was very happy to raise the card again: Lord Liu, your stick is so powerful, can you lend me a look?

The first time Liu Qinghuan met someone looking for him to borrow a magic weapon, this little monk really didn't know how to be polite. And it may be that he can't open his mouth to speak casually, so he seems to be a little talkative and frequently holds up wooden cards.

Liu Qinghuan took out the ghost torturer stick and handed it to him, and after he looked at it over and over, he said, "What are the words next to these rain ghosts? There are so many, I don't even know them." ”

(For the sake of convenience, the process of raising the wooden sign is omitted and replaced directly with speaking.) ）

Liu Qinghuan explained: "It is a Taoist rune, and the front is engraved with 'Fight evil spirits, destroy witches, execute and torture ghosts', this is a Taoist magic weapon to torture ghosts. ”

Jingjue looked at it for a while before returning it to him, and Liu Qinghuan asked tentatively: "Who taught you your speech technique, isn't this spell only practiced by a high-ranking monk?"

Jingjue said calmly, "I was born like this. ”

Liu Qinghuan looked at him in astonishment, it turned out to be talent!

"Then you can't say your usual words?"

Although Jingjue didn't have any expression, he still showed a trace of unhappiness: "I can say it, but I'm afraid of saying it wrong, so I don't dare to say it." When I was a child, no one dared to play with me, and bad things happened to me, and they all thought I was terrible, and my parents didn't want me anymore. But then Master picked me up, treated me very well, and taught me how to practice......"

Jingjue held up the wooden sign and showed a big smile.

Liu Qinghuan pursed her lips, didn't look at the wooden sign, thought about it before saying, "Have you always lived in the mountains and rarely seen people?"

Jingjue looked at him with clear eyes: "How do you know?"

Liu Qinghuan endured it, but seeing his innocent appearance that was not deeply involved in the world, he couldn't help but warn: "Don't casually reveal your origin and details to strangers in the future, and be on guard, because you don't know whether the other party is good or bad......"

Jingjue interrupted him with a wooden sign: "Are you a bad person?"

Liu Qinghuan was a little embarrassed and touched his nose: "I'm not all ......"

Jingjue's eyes were shining: "I knew you weren't a bad person!" Master said that my spiritual sense was the most accurate, and I could distinguish good people from bad people at a glance. I don't get close to the bad guys, they're all dirty. ”

Psychics?

What does it mean to be dirty?

Liu Qinghuan said thoughtfully: "But sometimes people can't tell the difference between good and bad, everyone has their own considerations and calculations, maybe he has no malice at this moment, but maybe when there is a conflict of interest, malice will rush out." ”

"I know......"

As they spoke, they flew forward, and the mountain peaks became more and more barren, almost to the point of no grass, until a tall mountain like a cliff appeared in front of them.

Liu Qinghuan's face suddenly turned grim: "There are spiritual power fluctuations over there!"

He lowered his height and landed behind a boulder at the top of the mountain, looking through a crack in the rock. Jingjue also leaned around him, his face full of curiosity.

Beyond this peak, there is a misty plain.

Liu Qinghuan was pleasantly surprised, because by the Blood River not far from the foot of the mountain ahead, in the midst of a fierce and chaotic battle, he saw Yun Zheng!