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Chapter 1612 He didn't choose you

In the eighteenth level of hell, in the first level of tongue-pulling hell, Xiang Que stood quietly on a high wall with his hands behind his back, squinting at the bottom.

In the Tongue Pulling Hell, countless undead sinners are lying on the ground, with their heads lowered and not daring to raise their heads. Occasionally, some bold sinners raise their heads slightly and see Xiang Que's eyes sweeping over, and then they are frightened and tremble and lie down again.

Go down.

More than two years ago, Xiang Que caused the Ten Halls of Yama to appear in the Eighteenth Level of Hell, causing thousands of sinful ghosts to bow down. Now Xiang Que has come to the Eighteenth Level of Hell again, and just standing there, standing quietly, has attracted the sinful ghosts to pray.

Dare to act rashly, but in the past two years, he is no longer the same Xiang Que he once was.

"Hey..." Xiang Que's figure gradually disappeared, leaving a helpless sigh.

When Xiang Que appeared again, he had already arrived at the seventh level of hell. When he appeared, the sinners in the hell crawled down again, which was exactly the same as the situation in the first hell.

"Shua" Xiang Que left, and the eighteenth level of hell appeared.

Looking at the sinners still prostrate on the ground below, Xiang Que asked coldly: "The ones who can be locked up here are not the big devils who have committed countless crimes. God can't accept you, right? Why do you see me?

Kneel down, where is your backbone? Where is your dignity? Shouldn't you be grinning and pounce on me when you see me? Lying down like a dog, wagging your tail and begging for mercy, how can you be worse than an ordinary brat, huh?"

There was silence below, not a single ghost dared to raise his head. These sinful ghosts who had committed heinous sins and committed countless murders were all lying on the ground at this moment. Any sinful ghost in these eighteen levels of hell could be released at will.

The lords who brought trouble to the world, but now you can't see any arrogance and arrogance from them.

"Speak, let me ask you a question..." Xiang Que roared and pointed down hysterically. See Wugui responded by jumping down from above and kicking the one closest to him: "Say, see

Why do you and I kneel down? Why are your bones so soft?"

The guilty ghost who was kicked away by Xiang Que flew out and hit the ground with a thud. Then he lay down in fear, buried his head and said: "Thank you Lord Ksitigarbha for your salvation..."

"

"Huh?" Xiang Que was stunned, staring blankly at the sinner in front of him, his words just now echoing in his ears.

"Thank you Lord Ksitigarbha"

After a long time, Xiang Que murmured: "Ksitigarbha, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva? When did I become Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva? Why didn't I know? Who can tell me what's wrong? How did I become Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

?”

Xiang Que was mad and stumbled out of the eighteenth level of hell, and then came to the entrance of the eighteenth level of hell.

Xiang Que can be called the most contradictory practitioner in history. He merged with the Tao and went to the Paradise of Cave Heaven. He told his masters that I don't want to be a god, I just want to be a mandarin duck.

In the eighteenth level of hell in the underworld, he also wanted to tell the Jade Emperor, Prince Yama, that I don't want to hide in the underworld, I still just want to be a mandarin duck.

Whether he is cultivating immortality in the Paradise of Cave Heaven or hiding in the eighteen levels of hell, this is not what he wants.

Some people may say that Xiang Que is too pretentious.

But what he wants to tell everyone is that I am really not interested in what you think of. I only want a wife, children, and a hot bed.

As long as a person lives his whole life and is happy, whether he is cultivating immortality or becoming a Buddha, it means nothing to him.

Without Chen Xia, his parents, friends and children, Xiang Que feels that his life will be full of sadness and incomplete.

Standing at the entrance of the eighteenth level of hell, the picture of the Ten Palaces of Hell suddenly appeared on Xiang Que's body, and he said loudly: "I invite the Ten Palaces of Hell to come out and see you..."

Xiang Que wants the Tenth Palace Yama to come out and ask clearly, is it okay if he doesn’t want the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha, is it okay if he doesn’t want Ksitigarbha, even if I become an ordinary person from now on?

"Please come out and see Yama of the Tenth Palace..." After a long time, no one answered, so Xiang Que called out again.

A long time passed, and the eighteenth level of hell was still silent. Only the echoes of his voice floated in the air, and then slowly dispersed, but not a single figure appeared.

Xiang Que clenched his fists, raised his head and shouted again. This shout seemed to spread thousands of miles and could be heard throughout the underworld.

"Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap." Suddenly, outside the Eighteenth Level of Hell, a figure walked over slowly and unhurriedly. Xiang Que looked back with a little excitement, but then he was stunned.

The person who came was Wang Xuanzhen’s father, Wang Daoling.

Since Wang Daoling left the Confucius Mansion two years ago, he has disappeared without a trace and has not been seen. Wang Xuanzhen said that his father seemed to have returned to purgatory.

Wang Daoling frowned and asked: "What are you doing there crying like a wolf? You are almost thirty years old, can you be more stable?"

Xiang Que ran over impatiently, grabbed Wang Daoling and asked, "Dad Wang, why are you here?"

Wang Daoling said angrily: "The place where I work is under the 18th level of hell. Why do you think I am here? Why, my head is rusty after I merged with the Tao?"

"No, no," Xiang Que shook his head and said a little incoherently: "Where are the ten hells of hell, why are there none? Do you know why those sinners in the eighteenth level of hell worship me when they see me? Ah? Prince Wang, you

Do you think I am a Jizo now?"

Wang Daoling looked at Xiang Que who was so excited that he couldn't understand what he was saying. He gently patted his shoulder and said, "This is all fate."

Xiang Que was stunned and suddenly shouted: "What is fate? What a damn fate. My fate was changed by Xiang Que against the will of heaven. My numerology has deceived the secret of heaven. What fate do you want to tell me? Even heaven can't see my fate.

, what do you think my fate is?"

"The reincarnation of Ksitigarbha is your fate... has nothing to do with the way of heaven?"

Xiang Que gasped for breath, shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, no, I am still Xiang Que now, I am not Jizo."

Wang Daoling rubbed his head with a headache. Xiang Que's state is now a bit demonic, and his spirit is in a state of extreme tension and high pressure. At this time, everything you say to him is nonsense, and he can't listen or understand.

Wang Daoling rubbed his face and said, "Don't be nervous, just relax, okay?"

Xiang Que grabbed his hair, squatted on the ground in pain, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Tell me, if I become Ksitigarbha, will Xiang Que disappear?"

"Ksitigarbha is Ksitigarbha, and Xiangque is Xiangque. If you become Ksitigarbha, Xiangque will naturally cease to exist."

Xiang Que raised his head and asked with red eyes: "Can't you give up this identity to someone else? I don't want it?"

Wang Daoling said softly: "It's not that Ksitigarbha chose you, but that you are his reincarnation..."


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