It's hard to describe what Hu Qing felt when he heard this sentence. It was probably like crushing a piece of tea leaf soaked in bitter water for a hundred thousand years, soaking it in cold water, and drinking it in one gulp.
The bitterness and pain that arose spontaneously were everywhere, and she didn't know why. She didn't even know what she had done. When she came to her senses, she was already throwing herself on the threshold again, with her arms stuffed in the gap.
Prevents the door from closing.
"Sir, let's discuss this."
Mingshi had no choice but to carry her out again, and Hu Qing once again hugged her to the familiar position.
It can be seen that this messenger has a good temper.
The messenger patiently explained to her: "Xi Luo, I know. What was once a country of living people turned into a country of ghosts overnight. So many living people turned into ghosts at once, which is not allowed by nature. Since then, the gate of ghosts here has been closed.
, cannot access the underworld.”
Hu Qing was stunned.
The messenger's voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it. The young people were all shocked, but the old people were not surprised.
The Ghost Emperor sneered and murmured to himself: "Silla is a place abandoned by the gods, destroyed by heaven, and destroyed by the earth. If we don't rush out, Silla will be annihilated sooner or later. I am not willing to accept it."
He looked at his employer with a mocking gaze and raised his eyebrows: No matter how evil you are, this is the only way I can go.
The owner's face was gloomy, with an obscure light floating in his eyes.
"But, but!" Realizing that the Underworld Envoy was trying to break her off again, Hu Qing hurriedly shouted: "But they didn't do it voluntarily! There are so many ghost people, they don't know anything, just because they were affected, they didn't do anything wrong,
Why not let me reincarnate?"
The Underworld Envoy was angry: "Entering reincarnation, entering reincarnation, entering reincarnation, do you think entering reincarnation is as simple as just talking? Our underworld has to arrange a lot of things!"
As for the specific matter, I can't tell you as a living person.
"I also ask you, why do you in the Yang world do evil and let us wipe your butt in the Yinming world?"
Hu Qing ah: "Well, aren't we all born and died, and reborn after death? Yin and Yang belong to the same family, so if you can be accommodating, just be accommodating." Why is it so important?
The Underworld Envoy simply squatted down and said, "It is said that the gate of ghosts here in Shiluo is closed, and the ghost people are not allowed to reincarnate. This is a punishment from heaven."
Hu Qing nodded: "Although the ghost people are wronged, God will not be wrong."
The Underworld Envoy rolled his eyes in the dark. What's the use of complaining to me? I'm not the Underworld Emperor and I can't help you resolve the case.
"Then, the ghost door that shouldn't appear has been summoned, and the door is opened, so you can enter."
Hu Qing nodded repeatedly: "That's right, let them in."
The Underworld Envoy had a headache and pointed down: "But they are no longer ghosts, they have become Rakshasa. If Rakshasa cannot enter the ghost gate, this matter cannot be changed even if the Underworld Emperor comes."
Hu Qing: "Ah——"
The boss looked at the Ghost Emperor with a look that could kill someone.
The Ghost Emperor looked triumphant and proud.
Mingshi: "So, even if I leave the door open, Rakshasa can't come in."
Hu Qing: "Is that so? Didn't my hand go in just now?"
The messenger's face twitched and he said in a gentle tone: "So you have to be careful, whatever piece you put in will cause it to rot."
Hu Qing: "..."
"And you're not a Rakshasa, why do you compare with them?"
The Underworld Envoy pulled out his robe, but couldn't pull it out, and became impatient: "Let go. When the Xiluo Kingdom is destroyed, the order of the world will be restored. Huh, you are also capable, and you can shout out the sealed ghost gates.
I thought Silla was already dead."
Hu Qing refused to let go: "We are here, you can't leave empty-handed - please show me a clear way."
The messenger laughed angrily, it was all up to him.
"Okay, I'll show you a clear path." He pointed down, "Turn them back into ghosts, and they will naturally be accepted by the ghost gate."
Hu Qing felt that he was being unreasonable. Obviously Rakshasa ghosts were ghosts, so they had to pay attention to their species.
"Let them regain their consciousness. Let them go if they can. If they can't, let them go." He tugged hard, pulled Hu Qing away, and walked toward the door without looking back.
Hu Qing glanced down and couldn't see the Rakshasa ghost beside him.
The voice she heard before did not sound again, but she felt the despair everywhere, seeping in through her pores and driving people crazy.
"Wait!" Hu Qing yelled.
The messenger stepped into the door, not wanting to be entangled with her anymore.
"I'll let them recover right now! You can't close the door!"
Yang Tianxiao began to panic.
The messenger turned to face her, grabbed the edge of the door with both hands, and wanted to close the door without believing her words.
"Hu Nuan, transcendence!"
Transcendence?
The messenger moved his hands for a moment, then laughed at himself for being ridiculous. He really believed that one or two would be enough. How could he save countless people? Is the Buddha coming in person?
After receiving the order from his mother, Hu Nuan didn't hesitate at all. He flew out of the formation a few times and jumped between the two big pillars in front of the ghost gate. He crossed his legs, took out the wooden fish and knocked it. He recited scriptures in his mouth and his body began to glow.
The underworld messenger was stiff. For the first time in history, a monk stood in front of the gate of the underworld and chanted sutras for salvation. Wait, that's not a monk, right?
However, just with that weak Buddha light?
The Underworld Envoy couldn't help but raise his hand. To be honest, it would be more realistic to knock down the blood moon.
Hu Qing took a deep breath, sat down behind Hu Nuan, stretched out her arms, drew a large circle, folded her hands to protect her heart, lowered her head slightly and closed her eyes. Little by little golden light flew out of her body, lingering.
, then a stream of golden air surged like a spring, taking her as the source, like water and smoke, swaying and spreading until it was vast.
That patch of night sky turned into golden starry sky.
Everyone was stunned and all the ghosts were dumbfounded.
This, this, this, this - merit?!
So much merit – what is she going to do?
Yang Tianxiao's hands trembled, merits and virtues were rare, and he didn't have any. This prodigal son, this prodigal son...
Jingji raised his head and murmured: "How strange is it that a person like Hu Qing has merit?"
When he said this, everyone looked at him angrily.
Jingji felt aggrieved: "Obviously you are not a good person by acting so arrogantly."
You guys also beat her up in a group!
Chenghai Zhenghai said solemnly: "She is bad, but she is a good person!"
Jingji: "..."
Listen to what nonsense you are talking about!
The boss’s eyes and face were full of unabashed disbelief. She, she, she, she, she, she, she, is willing to use her merits to save all the ghosts and people?
"I——" Mingshi almost shouted, he was a cruel person.
The merits spread out the Buddha's light, the sound of the scriptures, the wooden fish, and the power of the Buddha. The Rakshasa ghosts in the sky and on the ground were stupidly frozen in place, with their mouths open and their eyes open at a loss.
It seems to be a very scary thing, but I want to get closer... and the strange sound of chanting sutras. I should obviously be impatient to listen to it, but when I get into my ears, I feel a long-lost peace...
The nearest Rakshasa ghost was the first to touch the golden light. The Buddha's light bath body was immediately painful to the soul, and he screamed silently. But then he touched the golden spot, and the pain disappeared instantly. It hurt very much, and he should stay away, but he couldn't move.
Can't move or don't want to move?
There was a squeaking sound on the body, and the skin, flesh and bones were melting rapidly. I was confused, why didn't it hurt?
The volume quickly shrunk to reveal the original appearance of the soul, and the mysterious attraction attracted the overwhelmed soul to move forward. The soul passed through the golden starry sky, getting lighter and lighter, but finally retained its almost completely transparent and complete appearance, and came to the golden starry sky.
On the other end, An An quietly was sucked into the ghost gate.
How quiet, that is how the soul should be reincarnated.
