The gray fog, Li Chaseyuan pushed aside layer after layer, it was quite thin at first, but the deeper it got, the richer it became, and in the end, with a slight touch, pus could flow out.
After completely penetrating, there was an arc-shaped pitch black ahead.
"Boom!"
Thunder rumbled, and lightning illuminated the area, briefly revealing a courtyard with a pond and under the eaves, leaning against the tomb owner.
Now he is younger than himself in the coffin after death, but in terms of state, although he is alive, there is no difference from after death.
The skin is white, sitting motionless, the eyes are not closed but dull, in short, a more delicate and not yet rotten walking dead.
Since his birth, he has been regarded as an inn where he can "stay" at any time by the yin servants, and this frequent exposure to his body not only affects his body, but also crushes his spirit.
To put it bluntly, the sister and the turtle man in the kiln both live with more dignity than him.
If he had an ordinary temperament, then so be it, if he broke the jar early and completely wiped out himself, he would be able to live liberated, but he was actually a very tough person in his bones.
People with this kind of appearance generally live less than ten years old, but he can live to be in his early twenties, more than twice as much, but this kind of tenacity brings him not bitterness, but longer pain and torture.
Li Chaiyuan went around the pond and walked in front of him.
The spirits in ordinary corpses often show varying degrees of damage, and can even be called weak, at this time, Li Chaiyuan often needs to replenish this spirit for them himself.
But in front of him, even after being buried for so long, his spirit was still very intact.
It stands to reason that this is a good thing, but things will be reversed, which means that although he is dead, he still retains his complete memory, and if he wants to "deceive" him, even if he modifies his memory, he has to take into account the long before and after, which is even more difficult.
Li Zhuiyuan put his hand in front of him and waved it, and shouted twice, but as expected, he did not respond.
It seemed to him that Li Zhuiyuan was just another yin who was trying to occupy his body.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
The teenager chose to walk out, his time was very tight and he couldn't afford to waste it.
In reality, the three who descended on the tomb owner's body, although they broke through the rules, also continued the rules, and when a new balance was established, the other party's attention was locked on the "four people" in front of them.
This is equivalent to giving Li Chaiyuan the opportunity to dare to go dark under the light.
But the young man is under great pressure and burdened now, and while maintaining the real situation, he has to secretly use the secret technique of the black book, so the young man must achieve results in the shortest possible time.
It was too late to completely modify the memory of the tomb owner, and Li Chaiyuan planned to complete the resonance with him.
He himself is definitely not suitable, but there is one person who has a similar experience.
Returning to the gray fog, Li Chaiyuan's image changed rapidly and became ...... Zhao Yi's appearance.
Walking out of the fog again, entering the courtyard of lightning and thunder, and sitting down in front of the tomb owner.
"Zhao Yi" began to get smaller, from an adult image to a baby, and images such as "parents" and "elders in the clan" constantly appeared around him.
When he was an infant, "Zhao Yi" endured the pain caused by the attack of life and death, while struggling to stretch out his little hand in an attempt to gain warmth and comfort, but what he got was the dissatisfaction and hatred of his "parents", as well as the cold and calcious gaze of the clan elders who regarded it as a small probability that would succeed.
Zhao Yi occasionally mentions his past in a joking tone, and Li Chaiyuan has never had an in-depth exchange with Zhao Yi about each other's childhood life.
After all, both of them don't like their childhood very much.
But under the premise of having "theme keywords", Li Chaiyuan can still easily fill in "Zhao Yi's past".
While displaying, Li Chaiyuan was also observing the reaction of the tomb owner.
The owner of the tomb...... No reaction.
This made Li Zhuiyuan begin to correct his mistakes, pure "tragic empathy" seems to have a good effect, but for the existence of the tomb owner, it will still seem too flat.
The young man immediately adjusted his plan, and in order to highlight Zhao Yi's past tragedy, he deliberately removed the character of "Lao Tiantou".
If you want to be miserable, be completely miserable, don't create any hope and warmth, this is extreme.
But if there is no warm embellishment, how can it bring out the difficulties of those years?
It means a bit of movement and stillness.
In the new round of displays, the image of Lao Tiantou appeared, and when the whole family was watching coldly when Zhao Yi would die, only this servant with a foreign surname played with the young master, worked hard to stay by the bedside, and then carried him out to watch the children outside play.
After the image of the old field head gradually unfolded, the owner of the tomb had mood swings.
Here, it is no longer the same, next to the tomb owner, a gentle woman appeared, she hugged the tomb owner in her arms, tears like pearls.
This is his mother.
She gave birth to her own child, and then witnessed her child's "illness and torture" all the way, she never gave up and always accompanied her.
Probably, this is also the reason why the owner of the tomb can hold on and continue this desperate life.
In the changing picture, white flags appeared around it, paper money was raised, and the tomb owner's mother died of illness.
The departure of his mother made the tomb owner lose the meaning of continuing to live, and he closed his eyes.
Although the past of "Zhao Yi" and the tomb owner is presented here, Li Chaiyuan, as a bystander, is still touched.
After coming to Nantong, Li Chaiyuan came into contact with the Xuanmen and opened the door to another world.
But there is another point that cannot be ignored, that is, until he returned to Nantong to meet the master and the others, Li Chaiyuan in the past never felt that there was anything missing in his life, nor did he feel that there was anything wrong with his life.
Because I have never had it or even felt it, I don't feel that I am lacking.
Sometimes people don't just live for themselves, your existence itself is an indispensable value in the lives of others.
Even if it is not present at the moment, it is this process of discovery and establishment that gives meaning to the length of life.
The young man raised his head, other people's stories left traces in his heart, and he was clumsily capturing and recording.
When he came back to his senses, he found that the owner of the tomb had stopped sitting at some point, but was standing in front of him.
Even Li Zhuiyuan didn't know whether it was Zhao Yi's story or his own empathy that successfully triggered him.
This is a genius, a buried genius, so many years after his death, his body can still withstand the existence of the three gods at the same time, which shows his talent.
If he was still alive, he was actually qualified to sit and chat with himself and Zhao Yi.
Li Chaiyuan: "Do you regret it?"
The owner of the tomb was silent.
The young man knew that it was actually the genius himself who buried this genius, and the influence of external factors was, but it was not the main cause.
It is true that the family of the owner of the tomb cannot be compared with a behemoth like Jiujiang Zhao, but the yin on his body over and over again is enough for him to intercept a lot of things, but he did not choose to face the difficulties and dug up the hard frozen soil above his head with his bloody hands.
The owner of the tomb said: "I regret it."
When answering, his eyes were on "Zhao Yi" who was still performing.
The torture stage of childhood has ended, Li Chaiyuan did not stop, and now "Zhao Yi" has entered the high-spirited stage, and is regarded by the family as the hope of recreating the Dragon King in the future.
Li Chaiyuan: "It's a pity that you are dead and have no chance to start from scratch."
Tomb owner: "Yes."
Li Chaiyuan: "However, he is dead anyway, but he can lose his temper."
The owner of the tomb laughed.
Li Chaiyuan: "Those yin and so on in the past were all small fish and shrimp, and this time on your corpse, there are three big ones, which are good targets for revenge."
Tomb owner: "Yes."
The next moment, Li Chaiyuan sensed that the owner of the tomb was completely "controlled" by himself.
This is the most special experience since the teenager learned to use the secret technique of the black book.
Rather than "control", it is more like another way of unfolding the red line, the owner of the tomb is not dominated by himself, but cooperates with his own instructions and cooperates.
Wei Zhengdao's black book secret technique pays attention to a kind of domineering, everything has a spirit, and everything can be controlled by me.
Li Zhuiyuan faintly felt that this time he seemed to have found a new direction for this secret technique.
Ordinary corpses and even those dead corpses are meaningless to him now, whether they can be controlled or not, and he can't eat Runsheng's shovel anyway.
And those powerful corpses before their deaths, instead of forcibly destroying and reconstructing them, turning them into puppets in their own hands, losing many of their abilities during their lifetime, it is better to take another way, "awaken" them, and at the same time give them a certain amount of freedom.
Li Chaiyuan didn't feel that he was whimsical, and it was really not surprising that the black book secret technique could be improved by himself.
Because when this secret method was created, Wei Zhengdao was still in the "sick" stage, and he had not yet started treating himself.
At this point, he was definitely ahead of Wei Zhengdao at the same time.
In the outside reality, Mengmeng's poison can was about to run out, and she had to recycle her consciousness to deal with the next situation.
Li Zhuyuan was about to leave, but as soon as he walked to the gray mist, he stopped, turned around, looked at the tomb owner, and asked:
"Are you academic law?"
"I don't know."
He has no introduction and no foundation.
"Who chose this tomb for you?"
"I chose it myself when I was alive."
"Why did you choose here?"
"In addition to me, my mother also has younger siblings, and in addition, my family has raised me as a waste for more than 20 years, and I hope they can live better in the future."
"You misunderstood what I mean, what is the reason why you chose to be buried here?"
"Feeling."
Li Zhuyuan nodded.
He has seen more and experienced more from a first-person perspective.
This is equivalent to having been listening to lectures in the classroom, but he does not have a degree certificate and does not participate in the exam to get results.
Li Chaiyuan: "Then I'll teach you a technique, let's see if you can learn it quickly."
Tomb owner: "I will do whatever you do."
Li Chaiyuan: "It's different, I can't take you to do this technique, because at that time, I may have cut off contact with you."
Tomb owner: "What about those three?"
Li Chaiyuan: "Huge surprise."
Tomb owner: "Okay, I'll learn."
In the outside reality, before Yin Meng's last batch of poison canisters was used up, Li Chaiyuan told her in his heart that after the next round of attacks, he would step back and replace Zhao Yi on top, and then she would prepare to sacrifice.
The next period of learning magic had to be achieved by squeezing Brother Binbin.
The short study time is over.
Li Chaiyuan: "You have learned."
The tomb owner nodded, put his hands down, and smiled:
"I'm looking forward to it."
……
In reality.
The black lines under the tomb owner's feet shattered, cutting off the way for the three to leave.
The timing was deliberately grasped by Li Chaiyuan, when their three incense sticks ran out of time and were about to leave.
If you can't do it earlier, you can't force them in advance, otherwise they will be injured and pay the price, but all of you and others present will die.
They set the rules, and as the weaker side, before they have the ability to break the rules, they must strive to be more familiar with the rules than the strong side.
Of course, you must be familiar with it and keep your mind clear, because of inertia, it is easy to naively think that the rules will never change.
Their reaction appeared.
Three different colors of light flowed from the owner of the tomb, divided into red, black and white.
The red light immediately cut off the connection between Li Zhuiyuan and the body of the tomb owner, and in an instant, a large number of extreme negative emotions began to impact Li Zhuiyuan's spirit.
The young man's body swayed, and he knelt on one knee again, his face in pain, but he still gritted his teeth and did not continue the tug-of-war.
The previous physical condition was real, and the previous burden was really too heavy, so it was not acting, but now, it is indeed acting.
The characteristic torture method of the underworld is the torture and torment of the soul body's consciousness, and the one represented by the red light is now regarded as a kind of path dependence.
As everyone knows, these extreme emotions don't work at all in the boy, he is a freak.
Although this freak can be affected by these emotions by making himself a little more normal through some means, for Li Chaiyuan, it is just an additional process, just transfer these garbage into the fish pond built deep in his consciousness as feed.
The young man also knew that this method was destined to be impossible to deceive the other party for too long, but it didn't take too long, it was enough.
The black light formed a low dark cloud above, and for a while, the surroundings were as dark as ink.
In this way, he was avoiding the probing of the gaze above his head and masking the existence of the three of them.
The white light first circled around the owner of the tomb, forming a barrier, and then began to burst outward.
Once again, they broke the rules, but this time, at a cost.
These lights are their origin, and all actions at this moment are a kind of consumption.
Although it is not much, and the intensity is not high, the longer the existence lives, the more stingy and stingy it will be.
Moreover, after the rule was broken, the influence of the old rules was still partially retained, for example, now, they could not continue to manipulate the tomb owner's corpse to fight.
Originally, they were the temporary owners of this body, but now, they have become thieves who have stolen it.
Li Zhuiyuan's breathing became rapid, and he was transmitting a signal to Zhao Yi in this way.
Zhao Yi's arms were open, and the crack of the door of life and death on his chest rotated rapidly, and the white light that was pulled out was pulled over by him.
A scream came from Zhao Yi's mouth, his body was twitching violently, his eyes rolled up, and he turned completely white.
With the strength of one person, he resisted the soul power released by that person, even if he did not use all his strength, it was still very terrifying.
But at this moment, if he doesn't carry it, no one can carry it.
Runsheng and Lin Shuyou were on the verge of exhaustion, and the two launched their last attack at this time.
The shovel surface and the double spear slapped on the white light barrier, and after the barrier trembled, it bounced the two of them away.
The two of them held on and stepped forward again, in this way, to help Zhao Yi reduce the pressure. The three monks have no water to eat, which is not just a metaphor for monks.
Li Chaiyuan saw that even at this point, the three of them were still searching, trying to save their own origins as much as possible, and they would compare with each other.
The black light is responsible for sensing above the shield, the red light is responsible for suppressing the body and cutting off the connection between the body and Li Chaiyuan, and the white light's offensive and defense have been following the consumption of those two, resolutely unwilling to let themselves pay more and suffer losses.
In their eyes, Li Chaiyuan's group of people are barefoot, while they are high-ranking beings wearing official robes.
"Zhao Yi!"
Yin Meng shouted eagerly and rushed towards Zhao Yi, his eyes full of concern.
I didn't know, I thought how good the relationship between Yin Meng and Zhao Yi was.
She came to Zhao Yi and wanted to help Zhao Yi block the invasion from the white light.
It's a pity that her identity can make the judge and below the rat taboo, but in front of these three, it's not so sensitive and important, at least, when the white light brushes on her, she also lets out a shrill scream, it looks like this.
Zhao Yi bumped forward, stretched out his hand to push Yin Meng away, and roared:
"Get away, idiot."
After Yin Meng landed, his body rolled continuously.
At this time, Li Zhuiyuan also gave up his anxiety, as if he could not bear the negative emotional impact of the waves, and gave up his connection with the body of the tomb owner.
The boy's forehead touched the ground, and his right fingertips grabbed the soil in front of him, showing an extremely strong unwillingness.
The red light mission was completed, and it was directly removed.
Seeing this, Bai Guang immediately recycled it, leaving only the white barrier in front of him, which continued to resist the extremely weak attacks of Runsheng and Lin Shuyou.
The two of them couldn't move anymore, and after another round of attacks, Runsheng fell to the ground.
Lin Shuyou inserted the double shackles into the ground, probably taught by a child, trying to maintain the tragic posture of a person who does not fall down.
But after all the strength was squeezed dry, it was too difficult to pose again, when Lin Shuyou leaned forward in a coma, the double saddle on the ground failed to hold it up, but made him fall forward and backward, and turned over upright, like a quilt that was hung up to dry.
Zhao Yi's appearance didn't seem to have changed, but his whole person felt like he had been scorched by the fire, and after kneeling on the ground with a "pop", he immediately stood up forcibly.
If he doesn't stand up, then the whole audience won't stand.
Opening his mouth, the tip of his tongue spat out a folded purple talisman paper, Zhao Yi's eyes were crazy.
"Fengdu is dead."
"The underworld is punished."
"There is no forgiveness for sin."
The three of them were leaving, they acquiesced to the fact that they could not intercept and kill midway, and were unwilling to bet on it anymore, just wait until Fengdu settled the score together.
The black lines appeared again, the most anxious thing was the black light, in order to block the eyes of the heavenly path, his origin consumption has not stopped, plus if he kills someone outside the time of the three incense sticks, it is still a person with such a sensitive identity, then the pressure he is under is even more terrifying.
After all, one was from the improper Dragon King family, and the other was the successor of the two Dragon King families.
Yin Meng, who was lying on the ground, was burning with yellow paper in his hand and chanting spells in his mouth.
The black lines under his feet did not disappear this time, but suddenly enlarged many times, and a special aura descended.
"This is ......"
"How could it be ......?"
"Impossible ......"
Three panicked emotions appeared, because, this is the aura of the great emperor!
Li Chaiyuan raised his head and looked at this scene.
Zhao Yi withdrew his tongue, hid the purple talisman paper, and showed a random smile on his face.
Previously, Yin Meng rushed up to him, trying to help him share the pressure, and the moment he pushed it away, he took the Gu worm from Yin Meng's hand.
With that white barrier, the Gu worms could not fly in directly, Zhao Yi held the Gu worm in his hand, and when the white light left him, he let the Gu worm mix in this white light and leave.
The person who made this plan must be surnamed Li, Mengmeng's ability to adapt to the situation could never be so fast, this method of "conspiring loudly" in private in front of the enemy really made Zhao Yi covetous.
Unfortunately, I can't learn it myself.
The red light bloomed again, sweeping over the tomb owner's body, the clothes worn during the burial were lifted, and a small hole appeared in the center of the abdomen.
Gu worms, they are already inside.
It is equivalent to Yin Meng using the corpse of the tomb owner as a sacrifice and sacrificing it to his ancestors.
The tomb owner's body began to swell and gradually showed a tendency to decay.
The red light is very prosperous, and this time it will no longer be stingy, and take the initiative to suppress this process.
The area of black light above continued to expand, this time in addition to isolating the heavenly way, it was also necessary to isolate another being that made them fearful.
The white light in the middle is split in half, one half to help the red light and the other half to help the black light.
I have been calculating small accounts, but after calculating, I will lose more and more.
It's not that the three of them are short-sighted, with their actions today, any person would have been played to death by them, but this time they faced Li Chaiyuan, mainly ants and ants, which are also very different.
Zhao Yi took a deep breath, he really admired this man surnamed Li, it was not easy for him to be able to bend and stretch in the face of this kind of existence, but the surname Li could make up his mind to kill them, even if he couldn't kill them, he had to peel off a layer of skin for them.
At this moment, three lights of yellow, blue, and green appeared in the black above, as if they were actively helping and obscuring their perception.
The black and partial white that relieves the pressure can fully assist the red and suppress the sacrifice of the corpse, and it is really going to be suppressed.
In the end, it is a mythical and legendary existence, when they recognize it and are really willing to spend money, its strength will be difficult to describe.
Li Chaiyuan did not have a discouraged look on his face, but his eyes were thoughtful, and he even looked towards the southwest.
Zhao Yi was greatly stimulated here, and he was unwilling to let the three of them get out safely.
You want to interrupt the sacrifice and stop the emperor's eyes from looking over, right?"
Okay, I'll let you cover!
Zhao Yi ran to Yin Meng's side, picked up a piece of yellow paper that had been scattered before from Yin Meng, scratched his fingertips with his fingernails, and wrote blood books directly on the yellow paper.
It's not that he hasn't experienced the same thing, he has experience.
After writing quickly, Zhao Yi spoke: "The emperor is above, and the little Jiujiang Zhao Yi hereby sacrifices, and I hope the emperor will accept it and enjoy it!"
The yellow paper caught fire, but it only burned a corner and went out.
The three-color light on the tomb owner's body trembled slightly, and continued to suppress it steadily.
Obviously, the force is too small and far from enough.
Zhao Yi thought, should he take this yellow paper to the person surnamed Li, because of the special relationship between the surname Li and the emperor, maybe it can be done.
But just as he was about to turn around and run over, he saw the man surnamed Li who had just performed and raised his head to see the excitement, and lowered his head again.
Zhao Yi: "......"
The one surnamed Li must be pretending, Zhao Yi is 99% sure.
But just like the number of times when the surname Li was seriously injured and unconscious in front of him, he did not dare to kill anyone, if the surname Li really passed out, then the most critical time would be delayed.
The one surnamed Li, I beg you to pretend for a while, don't let me do it and you will raise your head immediately!"
Zhao Yi held the yellow paper, his heart was crossed, and he recited again:
"If you are told to come up to enjoy the offering, you can come up to me quickly, don't be fucking shameless!"
He shouted like this, but kept explaining to himself in his heart.
By doing this, he did not deliberately disrespect the emperor, but wanted to ventilate the emperor and be a loyal minister!
Anyway, I was already stuck to my crotch with the emperor, and if I wanted to take my family to survive, it was not enough to explain and confess my guilt, so I had to take another path.
The effect is obvious.
The extinguished flame on the yellow paper ignited again, and the three-color luster on the tomb owner's body shook violently.
However, when the yellow paper burned to a third of the time, it went out again, and the luster on the tomb owner's body stabilized again.
The corners of Zhao Yi's mouth twitched.
He held up the broken yellow paper and put it in front of him, but his tone became extremely soft, like an old friend greeting him:
"Hey, the pair of rotten dogs and lazy people I gave you last time, are they delicious?"
"Buzz!"
The fire broke out, and the yellow paper burned out completely in an instant.
The red, white, and black lights on the tomb owner's body were completely suppressed, and the luster of the other three colors on the top of his head was also wiped away, symbolizing the supreme purple color, completely enveloping it.
The emperor accepted this sacrifice.
Zhao Yi sighed silently in his heart, turned his head to look, and found that the man surnamed Li raised his head at this time.
In the tomb owner's body, three originally terrifying auras became extremely humble at this time.
This means that the emperor's rule in Fengdu is still strong.
However, Zhao Yi expected that the emperor would seize the current situation and directly anger and punish him, but it did not happen.
The majestic purple above is fierce when it comes and goes quickly.
The three rays that had been suppressed by death before recovered after paying a certain price.
It's just that this time, the three glossies didn't say anything harsh anymore and became taciturn.
All they wanted to do now was to get out of this muddy water quickly.
The black lines shrank again, and the previous enlargement did not lead the emperor, and now, the three of them still had to leave in this way.
Is it a reprimand? Is it a warning? Is it a scolding?
Zhao Yi didn't know if the emperor had communicated with them just now, there was a high probability that he hadn't...... Because the emperor only delivered the breath over and did not really come.
Although even if the superior person just glanced here, it contained thunder and rain, but this was not what Zhao Yi wanted to see.
He wanted to see his soul scattered, he wanted to see blood flow into a river!
"Damn, how can this work......"
Zhao Yi looked at the man surnamed Li again, and he found that there was no unexpected look on the face of the surnamed Li, nor was he unwilling or angry...... Although the surname Li is used to being expressionless, at least it will fluctuate a little, right?
It's all like this, can you bear it?
Immediately, Zhao Yi exhaled again, and after the emotional end, he also understood.
Those three, or those six, no matter what they do secretly behind the emperor's back, are all their own business.
Even if it is discovered and reported, whether the emperor wants to manage it now, whether it is now or later, it is the emperor's choice.
Their group of people can only think about pleasure and revenge in this world, and there are many things that the emperor needs to consider.
Besides, does the emperor really not know what these six are doing?
After all, the living environment surnamed Li was simple since he was a child, but he Zhao Yi had always been in contact with the family's political struggles, and he would actually take it for granted.
Tomb owner's body returned to normal, the Gu worm was forced to fly out of the body.
However, it was not strangled and appeared to be put back by default.
The Gu worm flew out suddenly, the white barrier also made a small opening for it to fly out and land beside Yin Meng.
This can be regarded as a manifestation of the matter being settled.
It can be regarded as proof that the emperor's eyes have indeed been cast, this matter is over, each other is stopped, and no one should stop making trouble.
Familiar rhythm, in the past, there were conflicts between the juniors in the family, and the elders were like this.
Next, whoever dares to cause trouble again will be ignorant and will eat the board.
"Alas......
Zhao Yi sat down dejectedly and scanned the surroundings, all the big guys had passed out, all seriously injured.
He should be happy, because he is alive, and his initial goal is not for him to stand up and act as a shield for everyone, and everyone is doing their best to help him survive.
It didn't succeed, and it made those three very embarrassed.
Today's matter, no need to polish or embellish, it was originally promoted locally, and in the rivers and lakes, his name Jiujiang Zhao Yi had to become famous because of this.
Take the initiative to light incense, face those three beings, and bear the calamity of the three incense without dying, what kind of person is this!
Zhao Yi took out a cigarette from his pocket, bit it in his mouth, lit it, and took a puff a little lonely, and the smoke ring he spat out was a little scattered.
If there is no hope, it is okay to just want to save your life, but hope comes and you become disappointed again.
People, that's it, you have to look at Shu.
Zhao Yi shook the soot and mediated his mood.
Just when the three colors almost rose out and were about to leave, the tomb owner moved again.
Zhao Yi looked at all this in disbelief, he could feel that the red luster had indeed cut off the connection between the tomb owner's body and Li Chaiyuan.
The puppet is disconnected, but can it still move on its own?
It was precisely because Zhao Yi was also proficient in puppetry that he was extremely shocked by this scene, which was not common sense at all.
The tomb owner opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yi.
His gaze became much more vivid than at the beginning.
Zhao Yi felt that the owner of the tomb seemed to be very familiar with him, and he had a one-sided friendship with his childhood friends.
With doubts, Zhao Yi took another puff of smoke, but as soon as he inhaled the cigarette, Zhao Yi's eyes widened, and he forgot to spit out the cigarette and swallowed it directly.
jumped up and stood up, the cigarette in his hand was extinguished, and Zhao Yi's mouth kept making intermittent noises.
"This, this, this ......"
This time, Zhao Yi was completely shocked by the methods surnamed Li.
I saw the tomb owner clasping his hands together, a lotus phantom appearing under his feet, and golden lines rippling behind him, a solemn Dharma.
His lips moved slightly, reciting Buddhist scriptures.
What I read is -
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra".
(End of this chapter)