The "Six Paths of God" mentioned by Bao Bao are obviously different from the "Six Paths" commonly believed by people today.
When Su Wu heard what Bao Bao said, he suddenly thought of the eight-layer stone wheel under the longevity archway of Wanshan, and the body of the pregnant woman who was a bannerman noblewoman who had her body and head separated and contained the six realms.
He lowered his eyes, like torches.
Even though Bao Bao didn't meet his gaze and his face was pressed to the ground, he still felt like he had seen through everything!
"As a person like you, who is not in the six realms of gods... you are not included in the 'human realm' among the 'six realms', right? In fact, you are no longer a human being, you are a 'pseudo-human'.
It's not that easy to transform a pseudo-human being into a person of the 'Six Paths of Gods'." If it were really easy, the princes of the Manchu Qing Dynasty would not have built immortal archways all over the world, cutting off the dragon's veins and wasting the country. Su Wu looked at it
Bao Bao, who fell to the ground, continued, "The method you used is to use the accompanying officials to help you inflict 'hell punishment' and transfer the price of hell punishment to them.
Use this to help yourself enter the Six Paths of God?
How to get those officials to help you resist the punishment of hell?
Is it this trick painting on the wall?"
Su Wu stood up slowly.
In the fire beside him, flames soared, illuminating the entire dilapidated temple!
Bao Bao lay weakly on the ground, giving up any idea of struggling, and just kept knocking his head on the ground, howling: "Kill the slave, just kill the slave!"
His body was submerged by the Su Wu Tribulation Shadow, which not only suppressed his own power, but also suppressed the violent and evil aura that was tumbling in his body and wanted to tear him apart completely!
But the breath was still rushing left and right in his body.
He wanted to live but couldn't, and wanted to die but couldn't. He could only keep begging Su Wu to kill him!
It was impossible for Su Wu to do this.
Now that he had finally grasped such a clue related to the 'Eternal Life Archway', how could he easily ask the other party to die? Even if he wanted to die, he would have to take out all the information he knew about the other party and then kill him!
Therefore, he ignored what Bao Bao said, walked to the center of the temple, and looked at the portrait of the god on the wall.
This portrait is in bright watercolor, like a freshly painted painting, and has been posted on the temple wall.
However, some cobwebs covering the front of the portrait of the gods indicate that this painting is not a new painting. It seems to have been posted in this ruined temple for a long time. It is just because it is well-kept that it still looks like
It's like a new painting.
Su Wu stared at the portrait of the god for a while, then suddenly turned to look at the damselfly mother and her son, the old woman, who were blocking the way behind the Sanyang Society, and asked aloud: "Mother-in-law, eldest sister, have you ever asked the people in this temple?
What wish did God make?”
His tone was gentle, and the power of the King of Eight Consciousnesses was integrated into his words. Damn Niang and the other three listened to him, but there was no panic.
The damselfly lowered her head and thought, and suddenly remembered what her old aunt had said before when she worshiped the gods in this wild temple. She was slightly stunned and looked at the old woman next to her.
The old woman also thought about what she had done before, and replied to Su Wu uneasily: "When I worshiped the god before, I told the god that if it is dissatisfied with us, let it go to those people to make things difficult. Our car boss is in trouble... I wonder if this counts as making a wish to him?"
"Calculate."
Su Wu nodded.
The halo in his eyes was turning. In the picture in front of him, the "god" dressed like a salesman was carrying a pole on his shoulders. The basket hanging on one side of the pole was empty, while the basket hanging on the other side was full of food. Several dark, round objects emerged - the more he focused his eyes on those objects, the more he could see that they were several vaguely human heads.
"Old lady, you made a wish to it, what should you give in return?" Su Wu looked away at the scroll on the temple wall. He turned to the old lady next to the damselfly and sighed. Ask the other person.
"This, this, this..."
The old woman looked panicked and didn't know how to respond.
Su Wu looked at Bao Bao, who was mostly immersed in the shadow of robbery, and asked him: "How did you make a wish to it?"
In this weird painting, the salesman's pole has baskets on both ends. The basket filled with human heads on the left represents the wish made by the old woman. The empty basket on the right represents the wish she will make after the salesman fulfills the wish made by the old woman. The price to be paid.
"The slave has escaped from the ordinary six realms and is not a member of the six realms. He can also use the method of 'hell transformation'. He has been looking for people around him to take his place in his death. He has used this method to survive until dawn... After dawn, the salesman will Returning to the painting, the wish I made to it at night will be invalidated, so there is no need to wish to it anymore..." Bao Bao responded in a dull voice.
"Isn't there anything that can be done about a weak and weak person like you?" Su Wu was a little surprised when he heard this.
"..." Bao Bao didn't know how to respond. He buried his head in the shadow of robbery and remained silent.
Su Wu turned around and stepped onto the altar. He completely tore off the portrait of the god posted on the temple wall, folded it neatly, and put it away. He did not encounter any resistance when tearing up the painting.
After tearing off the ghost painting from the wall, you can see that there is a mottled painting of a mountain god on the temple wall.
——This portrait of the mountain god was the god originally enshrined in this wild temple.
The 'seller' only appeared on the temple wall in the past two or three days.
"I'll go check out the situation. You can stay in this temple for now." Su Wu had an idea and ordered the robbery shadow to completely engulf Bao Bao's body, and at the same time said to Wu Wenyuan and others.
Wu Wenyuan wanted to follow him, but he knew that he was nothing more than a burden beside Prince Ming.
He stopped the other three Sanyang congregants who wanted to speak, bowed to Su Wu and saluted: "Disciple, I obey!"
Seeing this, the Sanyang congregation behind him had no choice but to bow and obey.
The damselfly held the baby in her arms, looked at the lost old woman next to her, and hesitated to ask Su Wu a few words - what would happen if the old aunt was unable to fulfill her wish to the god in the painting?
However, before she could speak, Su Wu looked at the three of them and said with a smile: "This painting is indeed a bit weird, but in terms of danger, it's not that high.
Old lady, just calm down."
There was an inexplicable power in this young man's words that calmed people's minds. Listening to his words, Damselfly didn't know what the basis of what he said was based on, but she unconsciously believed what he said. She thought for a moment
Feeling relieved, I just wanted to comfort the old aunt beside me with a few words.
The old man came back to his senses and nodded to Su Wu: "Okay, okay!
Then I’ll feel at ease!”
"Let's rest here for a night, and tomorrow morning, a car will take you back to the county town.
You can go back to the carriage shop and hire a carriage." Su Wu said a few words with a smile, then said goodbye to everyone, turned around and walked out of the wild temple.
The two temple doors closed gently.
There is a fire burning inside the temple.
"It's so wonderful to have a strange mind in this life..." the old woman muttered in a low voice.
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"Immortal!"
Fatty Ding looked at the damselfly mother and son. The old woman was pushed out of the area by his car boss. He spat hard, then glanced coldly at the people with different expressions around him, and shouted: "Who else do you have?"
Don’t want to ride in the car or be in this convoy?
Just say it!
I will also return the money to you. From now on, you can take your Yangguan Road and I will cross my single-plank bridge!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several car owners stood behind him with sullen faces, glaring fiercely at the people around them.
People around him hesitated and slowly lowered their heads.
"If they talk nicely, I won't not leave a place for them in the house.
The two of them looked bullied when they came up, as if I had deceived them - ha! Don't look at what's going on now, there might be something happening tonight - I'm not willing to risk my life and fortune.
To protect yourself from the danger, go and defraud them of those three melons and two dates?
That old immortal is really humiliating me!
I can't bear this tone!" Fatty Ding had a hidden meaning in his words.
When everyone listened to his words, they immediately thought of the broken limbs in the woods. Everyone immediately felt chills on their backs and their hair stood on end. Looking at the shadowy black figures around them, their hands and feet felt even colder!
At this moment, even their last trace of courage to fight has disappeared. They are afraid of being driven out of this land by Fatty Ding, and face the unknown terror in the darkness alone!
Fatty Ding could see what they were thinking by looking at the expressions on their faces.
He looked around.
It was completely dark, and the firelight in front of several broken houses cast shadows on the faces of the people around them.
This situation made him feel scared. He lowered his voice and said: "I will leave three people to watch the night in the main room. I will send three people here, and you will be responsible for keeping watch this night!"
If you don’t want to, then I will refund your money and you can just leave!”