At this time, Lin Xiaofeng and the wind chasing the wind appeared in the lush woods.
In this forest, there is a white mist.
"Huh." Chasing the wind beside Lin Xiaofeng, moved a little bit, and looked around curiously: "Is this the prefecture?"
Lin Xiaofeng smiled and asked, "Why, have you never been to the prefecture before?"
Facing the wind, I couldn't help but glanced at Lin Xiaofeng: "Who would run to the ground, come here to travel?"
This is also.
"Go."
This fog is amazing. No matter what direction, it will eventually reach the stack.
The two are in the fog, and occasionally see a few ghosts.
These ghosts have no exception, all of them look muddy, there seems to be no emotions.
The two walked for about an hour, and finally, the huge inn appeared in front.
Lin Xiaofeng is not the first time, watching the huge passenger stack signboard.
The two are still on the square outside the raw stack, and they have not gone to the raw stack.
Suddenly, a middle -aged man in his forties seemed to be wearing black fast -catching clothing: "Are you two Lin Xiaofeng and chasing the wind?"
Lin Xiaofeng glanced at chasing the wind.
This middle -aged man smiled and introduced himself: "My name is Xuanji, the elder of Longhu Mountain before, and after death, he worked in this prefecture.
Lin Xiaofeng and chasing the wind showed a sudden expression.
"There is a long time of Lao Xuan." Lin Xiaofeng said politely.
Xuanji hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I haven't heard others call me the Taoist, but I'm not used to it."
"Listening to the head of Ling Xiao, the two are trying to find the Tibetan King Bodhisattva? Right." Xuanji asked.
Lin Xiaofeng nodded: "Well, presumably a general thing, Ling Xiao also mentioned it with you?"
"I know one or two." Xuanji nodded, and his eyebrows were frowned: "Just, the situation of the Jizo Bodhisattva, but it is a bit special. His old man, if you don't want to see you, no matter how you look for it, you are futile."
Lin Xiaofeng said: "The name of the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, who has been heard for a long time, does not know if his old man will see us."
After listening to Xuanji, I sighed and said, "It's really not the same. I have been making a difference in the local government for 300 years, but I have never seen the Tibetan King Bodhisattva."
When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, his eyebrows frowned suddenly: I didn't expect to see the Tibetan King Bodhisattva so difficult? Where is the Tibetan King Bodhisattva? "
Xuanji said with both hands: "The Jizo King Bodhisattva is in the eighteen layers of hell, suppress the hell evil spirits. If you two want to go to the eighteen layers of hell, I can take you two to the past."
"But can I see the Geo King Bodhisattva, but it is difficult to say."
He nodded on the side and said: "There is a long job."
Subsequently, the three of them did not enter the past stack, but rushed directly to Yan Luo City.
That's right, it's Yan Luo City.
At the beginning, Lin Xiaofeng, and even the impression of the cities in the prefectures, that is, the very simple house, should be similar to ancient times.
Unexpectedly, when the two of them arrived here, they were completely stupid.
This is the prefecture, obviously a modern city!
The sky of the prefecture is always gray, Lin Xiaofeng, followed the wind behind the mysterious body and arrived at Yan Luo City.
Yan Luo City is full of high -rise buildings, and it covers a wide range and is extremely huge.
The three were sitting with a paper paste.
Xuanji drove the car and entered the city.
On the road, there are paper -paste vehicles everywhere.
Lin Xiaofeng and Chasing the wind are extremely fresh.
"Are you coming to the prefecture for the first time?" Xuan Ji saw the expression of the two, and said with a smile: "In fact, the prefecture is a microcosm of Yangjian. What does the Yangjian develop?
"I did not expect that there were so many high -rise buildings in the government." He chased the wind and touched his nose: "And there is a car, although it is paste."
"In fact, the changes in the prefecture are in the past few decades." Xuanji said: "Wait for a hotel first, let you live, go to the eighteenth floor of hell, you must follow the report in advance, and you can pass tomorrow."
"There is a long way to do." Lin Xiaofeng said.
"No hindrance." Xuan Ji Road waved his hand with a smile.
Later, the car stopped at the door of Yan Luo Hotel.
Yan Luo Hotel looks extremely luxurious, but there are fewer people in and out.
Xuanji took the two and walked in: "This Yanluo Hotel, in fact, no one lives. Now the ghosts who can settle in the local government are all houses.
Live here. ""
While introducing the two, I took them into the hotel while taking them.
The hotel's front desk is yawning.
The front desk is a dry and thin old man in a black life suit. He saw that Xuanji took two people to ask: "Xuanji, what's wrong?"
"Store." Xuanji walked over.
The old man shook his head: "This is not possible. I do n’t know which door is crooked today. The other nine halls, many vaginal differences run over, I don’t know what is going on, the room is almost full."
"These two people have explained their hospitality. Can you arrange the house and give a sentence." Xuanji suddenly was a little unhappy.
I did not expect that when the old man heard the head of Ling Ling, he looked at the two more eyes: "OK."
Later, I threw a key: "Just a room, I really can't give it."
"I'm busy, please drink." Xuanji laughed, and then walked towards the elevator with Lin Xiaofeng and chasing the wind.
"Ling Xiao's name is here, so easy to use?" Lin Xiaofeng asked with some curiosity to the mystery in front.
Xuanji laughed: "You don't know, this old man is also our Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and he was also an elder before.
As soon as Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he suddenly realized that his relationship was a good job of acquaintances.
After the three went up, the room was pretty good, two beds.
One wardrobe, there are nothing else.
It's just that there is a large floor -to -ceiling window, but you can see the scenery of many Yan Luo City.
"I don't know how the night view of Yan Luo City is?" Chasing the wind standing in front of the floor -to -ceiling window, he asked curiously.
When Xuanji heard it, I couldn't help laughing and said, "What night scenes can there be, the prefecture is always a gray day, there is no division during the day and night."
Later, he sat down. Suddenly, he looked at Lin Xiaofeng and asked, "Well, are you not the prefecture in the state of soul?"
"Senior eyes are good." Lin Xiaofeng nodded.
Xuanji frowned and said: "Strange, generally, the landing government must be the three souls and seven souls, unless it is a zombie."
"I'm not a zombie." Lin Xiaofeng didn't explain much.