Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 433 Sacrificing one’s life to become a benevolent person is what Jialan wishes

Shanshui Lang's explanation did not win Gusu's return of the sword.

On the contrary, Gusu Huanjian was even more convinced that he was pretending to be a ghost, and his original desire to protect him became anxious because his friend appeared and then disappeared.

brush!

The sword came out, and Gusu returned the sword and stabbed Shanshui Lang mercilessly, trying to force him to find out the truth.

"Auntie... Gusu returns the sword. Don't force me. Your friend is really dead. I didn't lie to you."

Just when Shanshui Lang was in danger, Xi Xueyi arrived and said, "Gusu returns the sword, I'm drunk."

"If I don't see my old friends tonight, I won't let anyone go!"

After a disagreement, the sharp swords faced each other. In an instant, the sword light was like a tide, ruthlessly rolling towards Shanshui Lang.

"Ok?"

Xie Xueyi was about to stop Gusu from returning the sword, but found that Shanshui Lang dodged left and right, as light as a feather, showing no signs of injury while moving.

"Mai is hitting, I'll dodge!"

Shanshui Lang leaped into the air, flew over Xue Yi's head, and quickly fled into the distance.

Gusu returned the sword and started fighting. Seeing that he was about to run away, Wanzheng Yueji made a move and attacked Shanshui Lang in an instant.

"Uh!"

Even though Shanshui Lang dodged quickly, the sword light still left a scar on his ankle, and Shan Shui Lang fell from the air.

Gusu returned the sword and refused to let go. He drew the sword and stabbed again.

"have no choice."

Tie Xueyi stood up to protect him, pointed his sword, and flew towards Gusu to return the sword.

Bang bang bang!

After several blows, the force came, forcing Gusu to return the sword and calm down.

"Okay, Shanshui Lang, I'll let you explain."

Shanshui Lang saved his life and stammered, "Do you believe in ghosts?"

"Say it!"

"I thought I was well versed in poetry and literature, but my luck in examinations was extremely poor. I always failed in my exams. I was often laughed at by others, and once again I failed in my exams. I was so discouraged that I hanged myself."

Gusu returned the sword with disbelief on his face: "You committed suicide? Are you saying you are a ghost?"

"After I hanged myself, I suddenly entered a vast void. I thought it was hell. There was someone talking to me in hell. The details are like this..."

After committing suicide, Shanshui Lang did not know where he was.

Suddenly, a misty voice sounded: "Failed number one scholar, do you think you are dead?"

"Am I not dead?"

"You are not dead because your sins in the past life have not been paid, and your destiny in this life has not been fulfilled."

"I don't understand what sinful karma in the past life and destiny in this life are. Who are you?"

"I am the one who will help you, Master Shanshui. You are useful, so don't belittle yourself."

Shanshui Lang was frustrated and retorted to this man: "How can I be of any use? Are you lying to me?"

"Ha, you still have a destiny. How can you end it with death? It's just another cycle of suffering. Since I want to save you, I want to end your reincarnation and fulfill your destiny in the previous life."

"Destiny, destiny, what destiny are you talking about?"

"Send this Buddhist book into the void of Xihuang Buddha Realm. If you encounter danger along the way, the people in the book will save you."

Following the words, a Buddhist scripture automatically flew into Shanshui Lang's hands.

But he asked in confusion: "Why is it dangerous to give a book?"    "Because your eyes will become the guide for the people in the book. This book can only be opened by you, and the destiny of you and the people in the book are also closely connected. . Remember not to leak anything, otherwise if the wheel of fate changes, it will affect not only you and him, but the entire world."

After the voice finished speaking, Shanshui Lang was pushed out by an inexplicable force and returned to this world.

"After that, I came to the Buddhist world of Xihuang, and from then on, I could see ghosts with my eyes, which is the swordsman you mentioned."

Gusu returned the sword and said angrily: "So this is your secret, what the hell, I think you are the real ghost."

Xie Xueyi murmured to himself: "In the Buddhist world of Xihuang, there are young Buddhist disciples, and the ghost prison of Yama. But if the book really states that there is no end to the enmity, why would he massacre the Buddhists?"

"Why are we thinking so much? Anyway, we have to go to Xihuang Buddhist Realm to remind those bald donkeys. Why not escort Shanshui Lang to Void Tibet together."

Gusu Return of the Sword has always liked a straightforward approach.

Shanshui Lang immediately said: "The Dharma Fear Vajra Master is very fierce and wears snow clothes. You and Gusu Huanjian accompany me to complete the mission. Send the book and my destiny will be fulfilled."

"Walk."

The three of them set off immediately.

Fortunately, Youxiantai is not too far from Xihuang Buddhist Realm. According to Dharmaweijingang's instructions, the three of them first came to the Guilong Tree in the west corner.

On the dragon tree, it remains green for thousands of kalpas, and its branches have grown over the years; under the dragon tree, everything is stranded, and how melancholy it is.

Dharmawe Vajra is sitting cross-legged in meditation, constantly turning the beads in his hand.

"Your Majesty, the Western Confucian scholar Xueyi is polite."

Fawei stood up and saluted: "It turns out to be Bacai Confucian Crane, and he is indeed extraordinary in style."

"Honorable Sir, the three of us are here to deliver a Buddhist scripture to the Void Library in your temple."

"Kongkongzang? What kind of Buddhist scripture is it?"

Hearing these three words, Fawei did not dare to hesitate. What happened a few months ago was vivid in his mind. A high-level ghost prison resident lived in the void. Fortunately, Mr. Wu and the Buddha's head were able to find him and restore peace to the West Buddha.

Shanshui Lang took out a book from his chest and handed it over. For fear of losing it, he did not dare to put it in the book basket behind his back, but he kept it close to him day and night.

"It's actually "The Vulture Lights the Lamp"!"

Dharma Wei was even more surprised. This was written by the Buddha himself, recording the Buddha's precious treasure that he had studied diligently throughout his life. After the Buddha's nirvana, this Buddhist scripture mysteriously disappeared for thousands of years.

The matter was so important that Dharma was too afraid to be polite, so he hurriedly took the three of them to the Manlu Grotto to meet Shi Zhijialan.

At this time, Jialan had just returned from the Water Moon Platform in the south. His heart was like a small boat sailing on the vast waves, unsteady.

Just now, Guanyin of the Four Zen Heavens told Jialan a story, a story about a Buddha's dish destroying the ghost prison. In this story, the seal of the ghost prison must first be broken before this scourge can be completely eradicated.

In recent months, Guanyin told Jialan that she was originally a person from the ghost prison, and her name was Blood Sea Guanyin·Du Molian.

A long time ago, the Buddha and the ghosts made a bet. The ghosts bet that the Buddha would kill someone, and the Buddha bet that the ghosts couldn't kill anyone if they wanted to.

"As a result, the Buddha had the heart to kill the Buddha with cuteness. Then, the Buddha cleverly used the heart to kill the Buddha to make a plan, and this situation is related to you."

Just because in the thousand-year plan of the Buddha, the most important Eight-faced Ghost Rong has been killed by Wu Jun and Buddha Head, the plan has changed. I have been thinking hard in recent months, so I have to tell everything.

Jialan instantly understood that in this game, he was the Buddha's secret weapon.

The Ganlu Grotto was still empty, and Shi Zhijialan, who had always felt like he was sitting in the spring breeze, felt a slight chill at this moment.

It turned out that his destiny was like this, and everything his master gave him was just to successfully complete the plan to destroy the ghost prison.

"Sacrificing yourself to become a benevolent person is what Jialan wishes. Master, there is really no need to hide it from me."

The mood swings did not last long. Shi Shengjialan quickly accepted his fate and secretly figured out how to cheat the ghost prison by sending his head out.

(End of this chapter)