Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 262 King Yama and Fang Zhe
It was so dark that no daylight could be seen.

"Squeak-"

The man stopped and stared down at the branches that had been crushed under his shoes.

No matter how hard it is for dead trees to see spring, even the branches will fall off with the breeze. It can be seen that this tree has been dead for an unknown period of time.

"Are your eyes completely healed?"

The visitor quietly sat in front of the stone table under the tree, and gently took off the curtain crown on his head, revealing a handsome young face, with a hint of anger in his eyebrows.

It was King Yama who had met Jiang Su twice.

Fang turned around, looked at the visitor, bowed his hands and said stiffly and politely, "Well, it's almost done. Thank you, Your Excellency."

"You don't need to thank me so much. As long as both halves of your soul are in the underworld, they will naturally attract each other and gradually recover. I didn't do anything."

King Yama picked up the teapot on the table and shook it. He heard that it was empty, as someone had drank it clean.

"This Ten Thousand Bitter Tea is made from the tea dew on the Huangquan Road in our underworld. It is condensed from all kinds of pain in the world. The taste is extremely bitter. If you drink so much, is it possible that you can't see the people you want to see, and you feel bitter?"

"..."

Fang Zhe sighed. These days, he discovered that this King of Hell had no other problems. He just came over to tease him when he was free. He could not say a few words, but always said something that touched people's hearts.

It was painful, but he didn't need to say it.

"King Yama came to see me today. Did something happen?"

The man in Xuanyi waved his hand, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a kind attitude, "Can't I come to you if nothing happens? Why don't you ask me if something happened to your sweetheart? She went to three places just for you. Qian Xiaoshiji is working as a coolie for me.”

King Yama imitated Fang Zhe's melancholy look and sighed, "Oh, it turns out that all the men in this world are fake and affectionate. They are so heartless. I don't even know that I feel sorry for that little girl. She is not yet even ten years old and has to run around everywhere. ”

"..."

Aren't you a man?

Fang Zhe frowned slightly, with deep eyes, looking at the pure white porcelain cup he was holding on his mobile phone, and said calmly, "I'm worried about Susu, but I believe in her more. With Susu's ability, there should be no need to worry about her in the lower world. , she even has fun."

King Yama chuckled lightly, "You are right."

The conversation changed and Fang Zhe suddenly asked, "Does she have a connection with the underworld?"

The man in black clothes stiffened his smile, raised his eyes, and stared at the red-clothed monk opposite, his attitude gradually becoming colder and harsher, "You are very perceptive. Yes, she does have a connection with the underworld."

"But... there is no special connection. All medical cultivators have connections with the underworld. We are colleagues. This girl is a rare gifted person among the heavenly doctors. Naturally, we in the underworld are also willing to contact her in advance."

Fang Zhe asked, "So the restoration of my soul is also a way for you to contact her?"

King Yama hurriedly waved his hands, apparently avoiding the question, "You are such a spitting ghost. It was clearly the two of you who took the initiative to find the opportunity to throw the fairy fire from our underworld. We did not deliberately let that formation Dharma and fire float before your eyes."

"That fairy fire is an opportunity for us to give it to the medical cultivators in the upper world. As I said, the medical cultivators and our ghost priests in the underworld are colleagues. The more powerful the colleagues are, the more people they can save, the easier it will be for us. "

The atmosphere between the two was relaxed.

Suddenly a dead branch from the tree fell down and hit the stone table.

King Yama picked up the branch with gentle movements and cherished it, "This tree is the tree of the dead. It has a lifespan of millions of years. Now that more people have died in the three thousand small worlds, there are more souls in the underworld. Once there are more, the undead tree will have a good harvest, and the branches will make fruits and fall frequently. "

"I see that the little girl is idle. It will take at least half a month for you to completely repair the injury to her soul, so I will arrange some work for her. Besides, shouldn't it be right for the medical practitioner to help us share some of the work? "

King Yama suddenly stood up, patted the hem of his clothes, and was about to leave, "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. Just take good care of your soul and wait for that little girl to come back. When you have to work hard, you are still behind." He sighed with emotion. He said, "Her name is Jiang Su, but... the Jiang family members of the Tianyi family are not vegetarians."

King Yama slowly left the courtyard.

Dead wood branches shattered and fell to the ground, and fine wood slag floated in the air, accompanied by a bitter fragrance that filled the red monk's side.

Fang Zhe still thought something was fishy.

His eyes fell on the spot where King Yama had been sitting just now, and he even picked up the porcelain cup that this man had used and looked at it carefully.

"What is the relationship between Susu and the underworld?"

"King Yama is not an ordinary ghost mission, he is already a priest stationed in the underworld. Why did he want to save me, and why did he send Su Su to the lower realm to experience."

In fact, there were two words in his mind that were the answer to the second question.

But he couldn't figure out the reason.

Fang Zhe accompanied the little doctor Xiu all the way to the lower realm. He lived in Shifangmen for a long time, and he could find every shop in Hongfeng Town with his eyes closed.

He remembered everything around the little doctor, the mortal merchants she was familiar with, her most cherished senior brothers and sisters, her favorite dishes, and he even knew which wild dog she often fed.

But he couldn't guess what connection the little medical cultivator had with the underworld.

A colleague?

These words might be useful in deceiving the junior medical practitioner's fellow disciple.

It's for merit.

Going to the lower realm to experience and save people has only one purpose for the immortal, which is to accumulate merit and virtue, so that he can finally become a god and get twice the result with half the effort.

For an immortal to ascend to the thirty-third heaven, become a god, or become a priest, firstly, he needs to wait for the opportunity, and secondly, he needs to accumulate enough merit. And the upper realms are all old fools who have lived for thousands of years. There is no easy way for people to accumulate millions of merits.

The lower world is different. There are many mortals, and there are relatively many opportunities to save mortals. It is also easy to accumulate merit. If you encounter a fire, you can save countless lives by gently swiping a knife and the wind will be cold.

But after the immortal ascended to the upper world, except for some people who used some forbidden magic formations, they had no chance to return to the three thousand small worlds.

The underworld's move was probably to allow Jiang Su to ascend to the thirty-third heaven and become a priest as soon as possible.

"And the two priests from the Middle Heaven also count her as a divine messenger... Susu is really powerful."

Fang Zhe murmured to himself, raised his head slightly and looked at the drifting branches, and said softly,
"God's position..."

……

Bai Rong followed Jiang Su closely, clutching the corner of his clothes nervously, feeling uneasy in his heart.

"Have you never been to the seventh city in the Northern Territory before?" Jiang Su asked casually, looking at the scenery on both sides of the road casually.

The young man pursed his lips and looked at the stalls and shops on both sides with the same gaze, "I have never been here. Baijiazhai is in Ten Thousand Poison Cave, which is the location of the thirteenth city in the Northern Territory. It is very remote. Even ordinary monks can live there. They won’t go there, and there will be no outsiders except people from our villages.”

The scenery inside the seventh city is not as dazzling as what a few people saw when they were at the city gate.

Whether it is the bricks and tiles of the houses or the shops and streets, they all look like ordinary towns. Compared with the Yuzhou City of Cangzhou City, there are more decorations exclusive to people from the Northern Territory.

Small flags whistled and rustled in the wind, and piles of scattered melon stems were tied into bells and hung on the wall. After being exposed to the sun, they made a clear sound when shaking.