Wu Dazhi glanced at Zhou Zijing and cursed in his heart, either the damn fat guy doesn't speak, or can't he say something nice when he does?
Although he has not yet figured out what kind of existence the Bardo Realm is, it is estimated that it is similar to the underworld. If this is the case, Wu Dazhi does not dare to think about it. Damn, why is there such a thing?
The skeleton is here?
At this moment, the regret in Wu Dazhi's heart was worse than letting Black and White take him away yesterday. The most they gave him was physical torture, but the Long Zhi in front of him was simply tortured both mentally and physically. He was a normal person.
I can't stand it.
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing naturally couldn't bear it, even though they didn't look like normal people.
Now, Zhou Zijing's fear seems to have been transmitted to Wu Dazhi. He is no longer afraid. He patted Wu Dazhi, who was a little depressed, and said, "Let's stop staying here. It's so unlucky. Let's go out to the woods to find something to eat."
Let’s go. Seriously, isn’t that Long Zhi starving to death?”
But after leaving the cabin, the two of them didn't know what to do. They originally planned to go to the woods to find food, but looking at the woods, the two of them were still scared, and neither of them dared to speak first.
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After waiting for a while, Wu Dazhi thought to himself, he would be afraid no matter where he went. He would die if he was frightened to death, and he would die if he was hungry. So he just took the chance and took a gamble. He had to eat well even if he was frightened to death.
After Wu Dazhi figured it out, he patted Zhou Zijing on the shoulder and said, "Fat man, why don't we go find something to eat? Look at the woods no longer shining, I guess nothing will happen!"
Zhou Zijing was also hungry. In fact, he was waiting for Wu Dazhi's words, so he nodded happily.
Then the two of them walked towards the bamboo forest tacitly. After walking for a while, Zhou Zijing spoke: "Dazhi, do you think there is still a chance for the two of us to go back?"
Wu Dazhi lowered his head dejectedly and watched his toes move forward step by step. It seemed that Zhou Zijing was thinking of the same thing as him.
"Yes, you have forgotten that there was a monk who said that I am some kind of Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty, and he is still waiting for me to prevent the ghost mother from resurrecting. If I die here, who will stop the ghost mother from resurrecting?"
Zhou Zijing nodded, seeming to think that what Wu Dazhi said was very reasonable: "Yes, stopping the ghost mother is really not something that ordinary people can do."
Although they said this, the two looked at each other pessimistically. It was obvious that even they themselves did not believe this nonsense.
Just like the master who peddles the martial arts secret book "Tathagata Palm", he will not believe that one day, a person named Zhou Xingxing will really fall from the sky and take a big palm print.
This kind of illusory comfort is of no use to anyone. Long Zhi’s old lamp is unreliable at all, and black and white may come back at some point. Although the two of them are ready for reincarnation, it can make them
It is not that easy for them to let go of everything they have in the world.
What should they do? Both of them had a big question mark in their hearts.
This emotion slowly brewed silently, and finally burst out when they arrived in the woods.
There was actually a person in the direction of the entrance of the woods, happily picking wild fruits there, and that person was none other than Long Zhi, whom they had been talking about.
The two of them were completely devastated. Zhou Zijing could guarantee that the skeleton they had seen in the small shabby house belonged to Long Zhi.
But in front of him, Long Zhi was picking fruits and happily tasting the fruits of his labor. When he saw Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing coming, he actually kindly handed them one each.
The two of them took the wild fruit numbly and didn't recover for a while, but soon the small universe in Zhou Zijing's heart exploded.
I saw him throwing the Wild Fruit King on the ground, struggling to walk to Long Zhi, and then looking up to the sky and cursing: "Nima, we are all like this, you are still tormenting us? Is it interesting? I ask you, is this interesting?
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Wu Dazhi looked at Zhou Zijing's roar. This time he didn't step forward to stop him. After going through so much, everyone has to find an outlet to vent. Besides, the old lamp surnamed Long is indeed unkind. In modern terms, he deserves to die.
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Long Zhi looked very calm in the face of Zhou Zijing's roar. He bent down, reached out and picked up the wild fruits that Zhou Zijing threw on the ground, and said slowly: "Don't you two just want to know where this is? Then
Is there any way to go back?"
Seeing that Long Zhi was finally willing to talk about the important point, Wu Dazhi pulled Zhou Zijing. Zhou Zijing snorted coldly and put away his anger: "Yes, that's what we want to know, but you don't tell us about these things!"
While talking, Zhou Zijing picked out two large wild fruits from Long Zhi's "fruit basket" and handed them to Wu Dazhi.
"Actually, you already know that this is the realm of bardo. The so-called bardo is an existence that is neither human nor ghost. It is not common among the people to say that the soul will return to life after seven or forty-nine days..."
As Long Zhi spoke, he found a clean place to sit down, and Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing also sat down.
"In fact, people have the opportunity to return to the Yang within forty-nine days after death, because people who have just died cannot directly enter the underworld and have to go to the bardo world to experience life."
When Long Zhi said this, Wu Dazhi somewhat understood that the two of them were actually dead, but they were not qualified to enter the underworld and needed to learn and practice how to be ghosts.
Wu Dazhi's eyes fell on Zhou Zijing who was standing aside. Zhou Zijing trembled and said to Long Zhi: "You mean we are dead?"
Long Zhi said calmly while eating wild fruits: "Not necessarily, those vegetative people, their souls are actually no longer in the body, but they are not ghosts and cannot enter the underworld, so they are here.
Hanging, I see that you two have red faces, and you look like you are not dead yet. You are probably unconscious in the hospital now. If you think of a way, you should be able to go back!"
Long Zhi's words seemed to give hope to the confused Wu Dazhi. He hurriedly asked with a smile on his face: "So, you, old man, have a way to send us back?"
Long Zhi glanced at Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing, and said quite lightly: "Of course, have you seen the skeleton of the wooden house?"
Wu Dazhi and Wu Dazhi nodded hurriedly.
"That's my physical body, I brought it here from the underworld!" Long Zhi said quite proudly: "I can bring my physical body here and send you back, it's not a big deal at all!"
Damn, it was so good. Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing almost jumped up. They didn't expect that they would have a chance to go home. It seemed that the old lamp in front of them still had two brushes, so they had to please them.
Nowadays, all face is just a shoe mat, and being able to go home is the most important thing. Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing threw away the wild fruits in their hands, as if they were seeing their own mothers, and said with great joy: "Mr. Long, Long Ancestor, what a wonderful person!"
Thank you, your kindness to us will be something we will never forget in our lifetime!”
Long Zhi smiled slightly, and then said: "Don't be too busy thanking me. It's not that simple. I can help you, but..."