How could a recently deceased ghost withstand the power of the lord of a county?
The gray figure was pulled and twisted by waves of invisible forces, as if it was about to be quartered by five horses in the blink of an eye.
"mother!"
Chen Chi's eyes turned red and he shouted.
Before he could raise his legs and rush out, the unfathomable ghost woman gently shook her wide and fat sleeves.
In the air in front of him, black air currents condensed into a vortex.
call out!
The ghost of Mrs. Chen was taken into the sleeves of the ghost woman.
Just as Chen Chi was about to speak, he saw the ghost woman glance at him thoughtfully.
Buzz!
For a moment, he felt his head explode.
Countless complicated thoughts turned into thousands of different sounds and images, vibrating violently in his mind.
His sensory world also plummeted rapidly.
It is as if the soul has left the earthly world, descended to the underworld, sunk into the underworld, and drifted in the gray river of Yin.
He didn't know how long it had passed before a Buddhist chant sounded in his ears.
"Amitabha."
The sound was like a long arm falling from the sky.
Breaking through the many barriers between Yin and Yang.
Then he rolled himself up.
The soul rises accordingly.
Return to the physical body.
thump!
Chen Chi's legs went weak and he fell to his knees directly, but he was already covered in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the river, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
Only then did he realize how terrifying the truly powerful existence among ghosts was.
With just one look, he instantly fell into the netherworld.
It is not inferior to the monster that possessed him.
Under the moonlight, the ghost woman walked straight towards the monk in the center of the courtyard.
Seeing this, Chen Chi's face changed suddenly and he couldn't help shouting:
"Master, be careful!"
When he turned his head, he couldn't help but be startled.
The monk in white robes as white as snow is still leaning on the wicker chair, his eyes are slightly closed, and he is tapping his fingers lightly, as if he is closing his eyes to rest.
Could it be that Master Yichen couldn't see this ghost woman?
impossible!
Wasn't it Master Yichen's soft cry just now that revealed the ghost woman's whereabouts?
Chen Chi was worried and anxious, but also a little strange.
However, what happened next made him stunned.
Then he saw the Lord of Netherworld County, who had an enchanting figure, extraordinary bearing, and unparalleled power, stopped five steps in front of the monk.
Then he crossed his hands, twisted his waist, lowered his head and bowed.
"Xiao Chu, pay homage to the holy monk Yichen."
"Amitabha."
Zhou Yi opened his eyes.
He lowered his head and looked at Mrs. Chu who was bowing in front of him, but a sense of melancholy filled his heart.
This Mrs. Chu died fifty or sixty years ago. She was only about thirty years old at the time, and her appearance has been fixed at that age ever since.
I don’t know if there is a beauty-preserving technique in Buddhism. The young monk is only in his early twenties and is called master all the time. If he doesn’t return to secular life, he will really grow old!
When Mrs. Chu saw the monk's silence, her heart sank.
She had witnessed with her own eyes the monk turning his fingers into swords and killing monsters and ghosts from a distance, so she no longer dared to have the slightest thought of resistance.
At most... use a little more caution and try to gain more benefits for yourself.
After thinking about this, Mrs. Chu no longer panicked.
"I don't know what advice the holy monk can give when he summons the slave family?"
Zhou Yi glanced at the respectful ghost woman lightly.
"A few days ago, the young monk asked Mo Tou to invite his wife, but the lady refused to condescend and didn't come until tonight. It really made the young monk wait."
Mrs. Chu's heart trembled, and she quickly raised her head, her pale face filled with a smile.
"How dare I not come when the holy monk calls me. But a few days ago, one of the traction reins of my carriage was broken, and I didn't find a match until tonight. No, as soon as I tied the reins, I went straight to the holy monk.
Already."
As if she was afraid that Zhou Yi would not believe it, Mrs. Chu took out a mysterious black booklet from her arms and unfolded it in front of Zhou Yi.
"Holy monk, please see, this is the origin of the slave's new rein."
Zhou Yi looked at it intently and saw written in ink on the small booklet: '...take the left hamstring of the daughter of Lu Wujiu, the head catcher in Wenhe County, as a rein for the horse...'
Zhou Yi closed the booklet and asked, "Captain Lu's wife has given birth?"
Mrs. Chu smiled and said: "Exactly, just now, Lu Wu Jiu won a thousand gold coins."
Zhou Yi's face was as still as water, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"Why?"
Mrs. Chu studied Zhou Yi's face, bowed and said: "We all act in accordance with the laws of the underworld. Although Lu Wujiu usually does no great evil, he has repeatedly taken the credit of others and achieved his own reputation. According to the laws of the underworld, my father's
If you pass, you will be humiliated."
Chen Chi on the side looked anxious and hesitated to speak, but he wanted to explain to Mr. Lu and also wanted to find out the whereabouts of his mother.
A smile appeared on Mrs. Chu's face: "As for Mrs. Chen just now, I want to teach her the method of ghost cultivation. When she completes the cultivation, whether she continues the ghost path or is reincarnated into a wealthy family, it will be her own choice. I don't know the holy monk
Are you satisfied?"
Chen Chi was stunned.
I didn't expect that this powerful ghost woman would have such respect for Master Yichen, and would even grovel and flatter him. It was simply unimaginable.
However, wouldn’t Brother Lu’s newly born daughter be...
"Amitabha."
Zhou Yi whispered the Buddha's name and said calmly: "You rely on the laws of the underworld and think you can reward good and punish evil...give favors to the monk. However, who will punish you for your own sins?"
Mrs. Chu's color changed slightly.
The monk opposite had a clear gaze, as if he could read all her thoughts.
Mrs. Chu said, neither humble nor arrogant: "There is a law in the underworld, called the Hades Wheel, which is just like the way of heaven for all living beings. If a slave makes a mistake, the Hades Wheel will automatically punish him."
Zhou Yi looked at Madam Chu, half-smiling but not smiling: "Really? As far as the young monk knows, today's world is different from the past. You and other evil spirits are just like the grass-headed king. The strong one occupies an area and becomes the king, controlling one area.
Minglu even reopened the Incense Road. The young monk can't imagine who else in Wenhe County can convict you?"
Mrs. Chu's heart trembled.
Feeling the sword rhyme that suddenly descended and hung high above her head, her body was swaying and her eyes were evasive.
After a while, Mrs. Chu's eyes were already red, and the pear blossoms were wet with rain.
"Holy monk, forgive me. The ghost car in Wangcai Village kills people, and the slave family can't do anything about it! The cultivation level of the ghost car is higher than that of the slave family, and it was sent by the famous Pingjiang Lord. I can only turn a blind eye.
One eye, what else can I do!"
"Then how could Mr. Pingjiang know that there is a hidden body in Wangcai Village?" Zhou Yi's tone did not relax at all.
Mrs. Chu wiped her tears and sobbed: "This... I don't know. Mr. Pingjiang was a giant monster who once dominated Lingnan Road. There are rumors that he has been awarded the title of Great Wilderness Jiedushi. He has great magical powers and can calculate.
It’s not surprising that the horse will be born at night.”
Of course Zhou Yi understood that the ghost woman in front of him was trying to shirk the blame.
But it can be seen that she is afraid of Mr. Pingjiang from the bottom of her heart.
Mrs. Chu suddenly added: "Yes, just a few days ago, Mr. Pingjiang sent a ruler's letter asking the Nu family who killed Bai Yu and Gui Che."