Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 363: Go to the Netherworld

As soon as Lu Shanjun left Xiaoliang Mountain, Yufeng's speed immediately increased, and he flew quickly in the direction where Ji Yuan left. Naturally, he had thoughts about whether he could catch up with his mentor. After all, he could only talk more if he stayed. The two sentences are related to the relationship between the front and rear feet.

Unfortunately, things are counterproductive. You can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, and you can't catch up with someone who is deliberately avoiding you, especially if this person is more capable than you.

With the Taixu jade talisman privately given by Qiu Feng of Yuhuai Mountain in his hand, and Ji Yuan himself deliberately hiding his aura, not many people can find him, at least not Lu Shanjun.

So after chasing for half a day, and having already chased him out of Xining Prefecture almost one state away without seeing Ji Yuan, Lu Shanjun finally gave up and started to turn back with the wind. After all, there was still something going on over there in Xining Prefecture. Well, it's not his own problem, but Monk Jueming's problem.

Ji Yuan watched Lu Shanjun go away in the sky, took out the dry leaf bag from his sleeve, lowered his head and opened it to see that there was about a handful of dried wolfberry inside.

I took one and put it in my mouth to chew. It tasted sweet and slightly sour. It was delicious.

Another half day passed, and the sky began to darken. In the wilderness outside Xining Fufu City, Lu Shanjun slowly fell from the sky. He looked around and saw no one around, then opened his mouth and let out a breath, turning into a ghost in front of him. It was none other than Monk Jueming.

"Well done, Great Ming King Buddha, is this a ghost body..."

After monk Jueming finished reciting the Buddha's name, he stretched out his hand and looked at himself. He could not feel his own heartbeat, and he was not sensitive to temperature changes in the outside world. At least he had no chill at all.

Lu Shanjun looked at the monk. At this moment, the monk had become a ghost. Although he could not know the details of what he was thinking, he could clearly feel the changes in his mood and his obsession with good and evil.

So now to a certain extent, Lu Shanjun actually understands the Buddha nature of Monk Jueming better than he does himself, and also knows the monk’s mind at this moment. If Lu Shanjun was reborn when he transformed, then Monk Jueming would have died once. Even though he has become a ghost, he still feels the same way.

Compared with the previous scoundrels, Monk Jueming's aura at this moment is calm and not cold at all. Lu Shanjun can better understand why the group of monks at Daming Temple are so nervous. Jueming, but Jueming is not dead and seems to be staying in the temple. Will there be such a change?

"Master Jueming, ghosts are also ghosts. They are afraid of the light of day and the sun, and they also have the weaknesses of ghosts. But ghosts are different from ordinary ghosts. They are more like humans, and you are more like humans. This is We are in a deserted forest, with Xining Mansion ahead. I will let you go now!"

Lu Shanjun no longer calls the monk in front of him "Zhao Long", but directly calls him "Master Jueming". When he finished speaking, he had already sucked back a thin wisp of smoke from the monk's body.

"After I let you go, you are no longer my ghost. Although you have freedom, you must also note that the magic power I have on you is only enough to last for one year. After one year, you have to rely on yourself. I’m not sure how many years you have left, but you still need to hurry up to do whatever you want to do.”

Monk Jueyuan bowed to the Buddha.

"Thank you, Donor Lu!"

Lu Shanjun bowed his hand in return.

"Take care, Master. I hope we will see you again one day. By the way, you can go to places under the jurisdiction of river gods, land gods, and mountain gods, but you must be careful of the underworld ghosts and gods. No matter how good the ghosts are, you will see wandering spirits. , where the responsibility lies, they will probably not let it go.”

"Okay, the poor monk knows!"

Although the monster opposite had just eaten him, Jueming was sincerely grateful at this moment. Seeing that Mr. Lu Shan seemed to be leaving, he quickly asked about something he was concerned about.

"Tiger, have you seen all the nine people at the beginning, and what was the result?"

Lu Shanjun smiled, sat down on a stone next to him, opened his mouth again and exhaled, summoning the demon Lan Ningke.

"This person is Lan Ningke, who is even more of a **** than the former Zhao Long."

After Lan Ningke appeared, he immediately looked at Jueming with a smile on his face. Because his face had not changed much, even though he was bald, he immediately recognized who it was.

"Hahahaha...Zhao Long, you were eaten too, hahahaha, you are not a good person either, you are still pretending to be a monk!"

Jueming put his palms together and saluted.

"What Donor Lan said is absolutely true. Buddhism is compassionate. I hope you can escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible. May you be blessed by the great Ming King Buddha."

"You..."

Lan Ningke was stunned for a moment, feeling as if he had been punched on cotton. He didn't know what to say for a moment. His change in mood made Lu Shanjun, who could feel this, find it particularly interesting.

Lu Shanjun continued with a smile.

"Luo Ningshuang is married as a woman, takes care of her husband and raises her children at home, and has some chivalrous heart, so she should be able to raise a few good children. Although Lu Chengfeng has not eradicated evil in the world, he still upholds the ideals in his heart. Chivalrous and upright; Wang Kenai, the chief arrester of Yaqian Mansion, arrested countless criminals and acted impartially; Du Heng was even more remarkable. He thought that losing one arm would end his martial arts path, but he used his left hand to work hard, which is even more impressive. A group of knights traveled north and south and became famous knights; as for the others, they have not yet been found."

Jueming nodded. He had met Du Heng and was a little envious of him when he met him in the temple.

"Thank you very much, Donor Lu, for informing me that the poor monk has left. Donor Lan, please take care."

After bowing again, Jueming turned around and headed towards Xining Fucheng. Lan Ningke on the side came back to his senses and seemed a little excited.

"Tiger, you let him go? Did you set him free? Why, why can he? Why!?"

"Why are there so many reasons? Once you understand why, you will leave!"

Lu Shanjun was too lazy to pay attention to him. After saying a word, he swallowed the ghost again in one gulp, allowing Lan Ningke to return to the dark prison state. Can't smell, can't feel anything.

This is the tragedy of the ghost. He has no freedom in his body and little privacy in his thoughts, but he cannot go crazy even if he wants to.

Lu Shanjun flew away again, but Ji Yuan did not leave. Instead, he landed in Xining City and followed Monk Jueming. He wanted to see what the monk would do.

After twists and turns in the city, Monk Jueming arrived at the Zhao Mansion, which should be his earthly home. He entered the mansion with familiarity and came to the inner courtyard. In a bedroom, he kowtowed to two old people on the bed. He had three heads and then left the house.

After following the monk for more than a quarter of an hour, Ji Yuan suddenly looked up at the sky and couldn't help but smile.

It’s not that the whole family doesn’t enter the house, Lu Shanjun is actually watching from a distance, but he is not close, obviously he doesn’t want Jueming to find out.

Being able to express Jue Ming's opinion in itself can explain the degree of Lu Shanjun's change of opinion about the monk, or his approval.

Monk Jueming was like a living person at this moment, moving forward step by step, and finally arrived at Miao Si Fang in Xining Prefecture.

His eyes were half-open and half-closed, his expression was calm, and he was reciting Buddhist scriptures and walking toward the City God's Temple.

Two night patrolmen came with Yin Feng, glanced at the monk, and were about to pass by Jueming when they were stopped.

"Are you two ghosts and gods from the underworld?"

It was the first time for Jueming to see ghosts and gods, but he didn't feel much novelty, and his mood was not ups and downs. Instead, the two night patrols looked at each other and faced him with interest.

"This master has some skills and can actually see us."

"Yes, we are a night patrol under the jurisdiction of the Yin Division City God of Xining Prefecture. I am the right envoy and he is the left envoy. What advice does this master have?"

Jueming performed a Buddhist ritual.

"Good Lord Ming Buddha, two great men who are patrolling at night. The poor monk is a ghost who has done the most evil. Please take me to the underworld. If possible, the poor monk also wants to see some souls who died in vain."

"You?"

"Ghost?"

The two night wandering gods made a sound of surprise and looked at Jueming carefully.

The energy on the body is stable and the yin and yang are balanced. There is no evil spirit, no hostility, no evil karma, and there is also a Buddhist aura. I have never seen this kind of ghost in so many years.

"Exactly, the poor monk died not long ago, so he may have lost some ghost energy."

A little less ghostly? This sounds a bit ridiculous.

Seeing that the monk did not look like a madman, the right servant narrowed his eyes and suddenly reached out and slapped the monk on the back of the head, knocking Jueming staggering.

"It's really a ghost!"

"Strange things...and ghosts like you?"

The two night wandering gods also thought it was a bit funny, so they "invited" the monk to the underworld as a courtesy.

‘I really went to the underworld! ’

Ji Yuan and Lu Shanjun had similar thoughts at the moment. They had actually speculated on this possibility before. Although they were not surprised when they actually saw it, they were inevitably a little emotional. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com

Ji Yuan was even thinking that if Lu Shanjun went to Daming Temple to eat Jueming, would it be a hindrance to Buddhism or would it be beneficial?

. . .

At the beginning of summer, Lu Shanjun found Bao Dong in Youzhou. This man had not become a great hero, but he had not become a villain either. He was now a steward in his sect.

After observing the other party for two days, Lu Shanjun showed up at Baodong's home at night.

Bao Dong was frightened by the arrival of Lu Shanjun, and he was nervous and sweating throughout the whole contact with Lu Shanjun. Fortunately, he was not eaten, and the monster left afterwards.

Ji Yuan showed up after Bao Dong calmed down a bit, and just chatted with him about the ups and downs of his life and the loss of ambition in the past twenty years.

There were no complaints or scoldings, just listening and chatting quietly until dawn before leaving.

In fact, among ordinary people, the situation like Bao Dong and Luo Ningshuang should be the most normal situation, but they have an extra layer of aura as children of the Jianghu.

A few days later, when I found Dong Bicheng, the result surprised Lu Shanjun again. Dong Bicheng's aura was relatively weak in perception. I thought it might be a special situation, but the situation was indeed special, but it was not what Lu Shanjun thought. kind.

At the foot of a mountain in Laoyang Prefecture, Yanzhou, Lu Shanjun stood in front of a tomb. He looked at the words on the stone tablet with some distress and murmured to himself with a wry smile.

"Dong Bicheng, Dong Bicheng, why are you such a short-lived ghost? Now I am going to the underworld to find you. How can I sneak in?"

The agreement binds both the Nine Heroes and Lu Shanjun. This is the so-called situation of seeing people in life and seeing ghosts in death.