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Chapter 271 The burial place of a dynasty

People do not suffer from scarcity but from inequality.

The lights of Sunjia Town in Xiquan Mountain are also fatally attractive to other so-called rebels hiding in the darkness.

Both are fire. What's the difference between going to the imperial city to rob it and grabbing it here? It's closer here and looks a little easier.

Without the huge Buddha sitting there, there would be countless malicious eyes on this place in the darkness.

The clan elders are indeed experienced. At this time, the significance of having the Dharmakaya is very important.

With their IQ, they probably couldn't understand the truth of "the Buddha was driven away". They only knew that the tall and mighty looking guy disappeared.

Throughout the night, Li Mumu was so busy that his feet never touched the floor.

Of course it's not that she is busy, but the red rope in her hand has now been layered around Sunjia Town, weaving a huge dragnet.

There is an endless stream of demons and ghosts eagerly emerging from the darkness, like moths flying into a flame.

Some came single-handedly to eat alone, while others drove a large number of lifeless walking corpses, trying to consume Li Mumu's power by filling the lines with cannon fodder.

The monsters in the darkness finally retreated. However, the irony is that they were obviously not afraid of Li Mumu. Instead, they saw this huge man-made wonder and realized that it was owned by someone, so they gave up. attack.

However, she didn't know at this moment that the bright red back of herself standing in front of Jingguan had been deeply impressed in the eyes of every citizen of Sunjia Town. They all knelt on the ground and faced her. His back kept kowtowing.

"I……"

The sky is turning slightly white, and the night is about to pass. Countless red ropes rolled up from the ground like a tidal wave, shrinking back under Li Mumu's dress.

Li Mumu didn't use much force at all. Most of the time, Red Rope was actively looking for food, and she never refused anyone who came.

The material of the coat skirt changed from seemingly ordinary fabric to bright red brocade, and the Chinese character "Shou" with dark gold lines appeared on the skirt.

The leader of the tribe even asked in a low voice: "We and our tribe are willing to build a temple and statue for His Highness, and worship him day and night, but I don't know what your Highness's honorary name is?"

Li Mumu was just about to tell her real name when she suddenly felt it was inappropriate. The dishes were all served with red strings. I didn't eat a bite. What did I pay... No, why should I bear the karma for it?

The murderer is a knife, not me.

I don’t know why I live, I don’t know why I die, I don’t know why I fight, I don’t know why I retreat.

Of course, there is another reason, that is, the other party is very good at giving away heads.

"shroud?"

The red coat and skirt on her body changed again.

The red rope that leads to the Bodhisattva is a line of cause and effect. It has a special attack effect on aliens and undead. It also has the ability to devour the enemy and nourish itself. When you come to this underworld ghost, it is like a weasel falling into a chicken coop. It is so exciting. no.

Because the Bodhisattva’s gaze has already been cast on this place.

Although the clan elder did not understand, he was deeply shocked.

Red Rope finally had enough.

One night passed, and a skeleton temple three feet high had been erected at the entrance of Sunjia Town. In addition to the skulls of the walking dead, there were also all kinds of weird skeletons, some of which were extremely huge, some with horns on their heads, and some of which had horns on their heads. Some are so distorted that the skull cannot be seen at all.

Li Mumu vaguely heard a satisfied burp coming from her ears.

She lowered her head and glanced at her new clothes. When she saw the dark patterns with the word longevity, she subconsciously said: "Shroud."

A slender Manzhushahua blooms in full bloom at the top of Jingguan.

"Scarlet shroud!"

Li Mumu turned around and said seriously: "Introduce the disciples of the Bodhisattva, the scarlet shroud..."

There was no one in sight. At the moment when the sky really turned from dark to bright, the entire Sunjia Town, the residents of Sunjia Town, and the clan elders who had just spoken to her, all disappeared.

Only the giant Jingguan he had just built was left to accompany him standing on this desolate land.

Ah this...

Li Mumu didn't react for a while, what was going on?

What am I here for?

Yes, I seem to be here to find my dad. Where is dad?

And what about Winston?

What have I been doing all night?

She suddenly woke up and realized that the dream was coming to an end.

But at the last moment when she was about to leave this outer dimension, the figure of the fat monk appeared in front of her again.

Today, Maitreya is no longer the huge body that was six or seven stories tall, and has become just like a normal person, but he is still round and round.

"Your Majesty, the shroud queen, please show me your courtesy, young monk Maitreya."

Monk Maitreya clasped his hands together and bowed his head to Li Mumu.

Li Mumu smiled and said nothing. This monk was really cunning. He had been hiding nearby. He didn't dare to show up until he was about to go back.

Looking back now, could the enemies who rushed up to kill them that night just now be secretly instigated by him?

Seeing that Li Mumu didn't speak, Monk Maitreya was not embarrassed and said to himself: "My empress has great power and is kind-hearted. I wonder if I would like to work with the young monk to save the thousands of toiling sentient beings in this hell?"

"Is this the underworld?"

Li Mumu said to her heart, "Don't lie to me because I don't study well. Is this what the underworld is like?"

Well, there are indeed ghosts, and there are quite a lot of them.

Then why is there an imperial city? What's the matter, you rebelled in order to overthrow the Yama Palace?

"Yes and no."

"Master's words sound quite mysterious."

Even though I knew in my heart that this Maitreya monk was definitely not a good bird—what kind of good bird could there be in this place?

Li Mumu has a clear understanding of herself.

But given the information she heard from the clan elders in Sunjia Town about this Maitreya monk, even Li Mumu had to admit that he had indeed done a lot of meaningful things.

Regardless of whether it's good or bad, as long as people are willing to do things, they are better than those keyboard experts.

So it is not an exaggeration to call him a master.

"Mother, do you know that after death, the soul will go to the underworld and re-enter the six realms of reincarnation according to the results of cultivation in this life."

Monk Maitreya smiled and said: "People have cause and effect, life and death, and karma, so what happens after the death of such a huge imperial dynasty?"

Li Mumu seemed to have some realization in her heart.

But there was no need for her to believe anything that came out of the monk's mouth. The first thing a child who grew up in Saifu must learn is to be wary of strangers. Don’t easily believe the sweet words from a stranger’s mouth or the lollipop in his hand.

"I wonder where the master comes from?"

The figure of Monk Maitreya also gradually faded in the morning light. When he heard Li Mumu's inquiry, he called out the Buddha's name and said with a smile: "The young monk is a disciple of the Immortality Sect. I hope to have the chance to meet the empress in this world in the future."

(End of this chapter)