"You woke up? Did you think you would never wake up again?"

A girl in a cherry-purple kimono was squatting in front of the shrine. As soon as the shrine opened its eyes, it was surrounded by huge cherry blossoms.

Hmm?

Although it’s great to see a huge treasure chest when you open your eyes, why does it look like this after just taking a nap?

The dark sky was shrouded, and if it weren't for the lack of starlight, the shrine would have thought that he slept until late at night, and what he was lying on was no longer a wooden bench in the courtyard.

Still in the courtyard, but it doesn’t seem to be the same courtyard as before, and...

The towering cherry blossom tree in front of you is in full bloom at this time. The cherry blossoms are overwhelming the branches, blooming into pink, purple and white flowers, with countless white light spots floating among them.

There seem to be a lot of questions, but it doesn’t matter, just look at the beautiful girl in front of you.

"Who are you?"

The shrine looked up and down at the person in front of him. He had short pink hair that reached to his shoulders. His blue-purple kimono was painted with a large number of cherry spring flowers, with a large number of pure white lotus laces, tied with ribbons, and holding a hand in his hand.

Small fan with handle.

With a big heart, it’s hard to hide its power.

"Do you care more about who I am than where I am now?"

The girl smiled gently and unfolded a small fan to cover half of her face. The fan was painted with gorgeous patterns, various flowers, and carriages and horses.

"That kind of thing is not important at all. Ignoring the beautiful girl in front of you will make people cry."

Ever since he broke the precept, Shen Gong felt that his lower limit had dropped another level. No, it should be said that he had grown even more.

In the past, when I saw a beautiful girl, I just thought she looked good-looking, and it was difficult to imagine the specific things. But now, the shrine can guess the taste through these external appearances.

Those who have tasted it and those who have only seen the packaging are completely different. In short, they are even more greedy.

The girl who meant to refuse politely was amused by Jingu's slightly shameless approach, and reached out to pull something from the back of her head to her forehead.

"My little girl is just an ordinary undead, why should you care?"

A triangular talisman worn by a girl on her forehead. In Yingzhou, this talisman is called "Heavenly Crown" and is one of the signs of ghosts.

"Then first tell me where this is? And why I appear here."

After being declined repeatedly, Shengong stopped insisting and changed the topic. As long as the conversation could continue, there would definitely be a breakthrough.

"This is the eternal world. As for why you appear here, I have no idea at all." The girl looked at the shrine with a smile.

The eternal world? Is it the one who mentioned to him before, the place where gods usually exist, and the one that corresponds to the current world?

As if she had seen through the mind of the shrine, the girl smiled and explained: "There is only one in this world, but there are many in the eternal world. All residences far away from the present world are considered to be in the category of the eternal world. If I use more appropriate words here, , probably the underworld."

The underworld...then why did he suddenly come to the underworld? It's really strange.

"So who are you? If you don't recruit me from the ground, I will take you back as a ghost that hinders the work and interrogate you!"

Jingu touched it and found that the rope he cut off at the beginning was still there. If the girl didn't tell her why, he would tie her back with the rope. When he heard Jingu's words, the girl's smile became even brighter. .

"The eternal world is endless. If you just use your feet to walk, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out of this underworld. If you don't even ask me to help you later, how can you take me back for interrogation?"

Jingu became excited when he heard this. He looks down on people, right? Isn't it just a matter of the overlapping of the inner and outer worlds? How can we conclude that he can only walk on his feet if he doesn't understand the trick?

The girl over there is still planning for the shrine how to return to the living world, walk out of the boundless underworld, break through the eight cold and eight heat hells, escape from the hands of Yama, and then cross the Santu River...< /p>

Among them, he went around the shrine without listening. He lowered his head and looked around, then picked up a small stone with his toes, and then volleyed it in the air.

The strong wind blew up the skirt of the girl's kimono, and the layers of lotus hems were like blooming flowers. However, the girl had no time to care about the possibility of being exposed, and looked up in surprise at the falling stars.

Like rising fireworks, it went straight into the dark sky of the underworld, and immediately exploded and bloomed in the sky. There were no dazzling and gorgeous sparks, only the turbulence caused by pure power.

The sky was shattered, revealing the world on the other side like a mirror.

"How was it?"

Jingu waved his hand to wake up the sluggish girl, holding another stone in his hand.

"So you have to confess or not? Otherwise I will take you back and torture you."

Seeing the stone in the hands of the shrine and the threatening look on her face, the girl immediately closed her small fan and fell to the ground with frivolous steps, showing a look on the verge of tears.

"Sir, I really don't know anything. I'm just here waiting for my father to come back. I really don't know why the adults suddenly appeared here."

You are very knowledgeable about current affairs, but you are just pretending to be a little fake. How can you fall and lie down with your legs folded like this?

"Your father? Who is your father?"

Jingu asked in surprise, does the ghost still have a father?

The girl pretended to cry, showing a delicate look, while saying: "My father was sent to this world a few days ago by someone, and I don't know when he will come back, so I am waiting here."

"After talking so much, you still haven't said who your father is, and who you are?"

"My father's name is Sato Yoshikiyo, and he is the one known to the world as Master Saigyou."

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"Ah la la la la! Why are you hiding? Come and fight me head on!"

Chiyo chased the old monk and shuttled back and forth in the complex manor. The wings of fire blew out countless sparks, constantly igniting things around him.

"Isn't it a little bad?"

The two people waiting outside looked at the black smoke gradually rising from the manor, and Xiangzi asked with some uncertainty.

"Um...it should be fine, right?"

Huashan Yuanchun feels a little guilty, but there should be no problem. In addition to the spirit, some losses are inevitable. It is not an antique-level manor anyway.

In the manor, the fire was gradually expanding.

"You guys, you are always running away from something! Wasn't it awesome just now? Aren't you going to hang me?"

Chiyo was talking rubbish wildly, but due to his cultivation, his words were relatively poor for the time being. Apart from a few sarcastic sentences, he couldn't say any particularly unpleasant dirty words.

"Ugly, really extremely ugly. The gesture of struggling to live like this is the ugliness of human beings."

In the eyes of the old monk, Chiyo's burning body, repeatedly burning and reborn, with its bloody appearance, is a symbol of mankind's ugly desire to survive.

"What a shame! What does life and death have to do with me?"

Chiyo couldn't catch up for a long time, so he simply burned himself to ashes and turned into a pure firebird and flew up.

"O wandering soul, what is alive must perish, what is together must be separated, walk into death with me, and sleep forever under the butterfly of this everlasting night."

The old monk stopped dodging and planted his staff on the ground. Countless souls emerged from the ground, spinning around him, and finally transformed into flying fluorescent swallowtail butterflies, which were swept into the sweeping firebirds like moths to the flames.

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Chapter completed!