When Ding San fell off the cliff, he was actually a little conscious. However, he was too seriously injured and had no strength at all. Even if he fell off the cliff, he had no choice.

Feeling that he kept rolling towards the bottom of the valley, Ding San was not afraid of death at all. He was not afraid of death because he was already ready for death. All he had in his heart was unwilling to accept, because he felt that he had killed too few enemies.

Feeling as he was getting closer and closer to the bottom of the valley, Ding San was also roaring in his heart. If God could give him another chance, he would definitely kill everyone who had harmed his family!

But, is this possible?

As Ding San got closer and closer to the bottom of the valley, Ding San's heart became colder and colder. He knew that he could not have any other chance, and all that was waiting for him was death!

Seeing that Ding San was about to fall on the stone slab under the valley, a monk wearing a blood-red cassock suddenly walked out of the forest. His right hand shook, and a long blood-colored rope flew out of his hand and rolled it directly on Ding San's waist.

Ding San felt his waist tightening, and the trend of falling at an extreme speed was pulled by the long rope and changed direction directly. The wind whistled in his ears, Ding San directly avoided the pile of stones at the bottom of the valley and fell on a grass next to it. Moreover, the most important thing is that when he landed, the force of the drop had been almost discharged. When he landed on this grass, he seemed to have fallen from the bed on the ground, without any injury at all.

Ding San had no idea what happened at all. He turned around and saw a monk wearing a blood-colored cassock standing not far away next to him. The monk looked very gloomy and terrifying, but for Ding San now, it was no more important to the horror or gloomy. Because he had already put life and death aside!

"You... are you a judge?" Ding San asked in a low voice. He thought he was dead. He had heard that after death, he went to hell, and the first person he saw was a judge. He had to judge the crimes you committed in his lifetime, and thus decide which level of hell you would go to.

Of course, Ding San could not have thought that he was not dead, because in his opinion, if he fell from such a high cliff, unless the gods descended to earth, there would be no hope of survival!

"Judge?" The monk in blood smiled coldly and said, "In fact, the Judge can only be considered my subordinate."

Of course, what the monk in blood is talking about is the ghost-faced judge Cui Yu!

"Then... are you the King of Hell?" Ding Sanqi said, the only one who can treat the judge as his subordinate is the King of Hell.

"King of Hell? Haha..." The monk in Blood sneered again and said, "If I die, I might be able to be the King of Hell. However, now I am not dead, so I can only be considered a living King of Hell!"

"Living King of Hell?" Ding San was even more surprised. He had no idea what the Blood-clothed Monk meant.

"That's right!" The monk in blood looked at Ding San and said, "Because, as long as it is the person I want to kill, no one can survive. So, I am a living king of hell!"

"Really?" Ding San widened his eyes and looked at the monk in blood enviously. The first thing that came to his mind was how great it would be if he could be like this monk. He had so many enemies and so many enemies, and he would kill them all to take revenge!

Looking at the light in Ding San's eyes, the Blood-Clothing Monk couldn't help but feel even more proud. From Ding San's eyes, he could tell that Ding San was already a little obsessed with. In Ding San's mind, all he thought of was killing people and killing all his enemies. And this was the person the Blood-Clothing Monk was looking for!

"If you want, you can also be like me!" said the monk in Blood: "As long as you want to kill, you can kill anyone!"

"How is this... this possible?" Ding San knew it was impossible, but he still asked nervously: "How... how can he do it?"

"It's very simple." The monk in Blood took out an ancient book and a rusty short knife from his body and said, "As long as you hold these two things, every time you kill someone, your strength will increase. The more people you kill, the stronger your strength will be. The stronger your strength will be, the easier it will be for you to kill someone!"

Ding San looked at the ancient book and the short knife, swallowed and whispered: "Is this... this true? How is this possible?"

The monk in Blood smiled and said, "Is it true? You will know if it's true after trying it? After you try it, you will know if it's true."

Ding San looked at the ancient book and the short sword again, with a strange light flashing in his eyes. After hesitating for a long time, he whispered: "Then...will you be willing to give me these two things?"

"Of course I do!" The monk in Blood laughed and said, "These two things have no meaning to me anymore. It is time to find a new successor for them. You are destined to be with me, so I will give these two things to you!"

The monk in blood said, handing the ancient book and the short knife to Ding San.

Ding San took these two things and held them in his hand like a treasure, with a glorious face. For him, these two things are his hope for revenge!

"But you have to remember what I said!" The monk in blood said in a deep voice: "These two things must be nourished with human blood. In other words, the more people you kill with these two things, the stronger your strength will be. Therefore, the stronger your strength is, it depends on your own decision!"

Listening to the words of the monk in Blood, Ding Sanmeng was even more energetic. He hugged these two things tightly and said word by word: "There are too many people I want to kill!"

Seeing the twinkling cold light in Ding San's eyes, the blood-clothed monk couldn't help but sneered. He knew that he had won this bet!

"Since you have such determination, I will help you again!" The monk in Blood took out a pill from his body and said, "This is Ziyu Agarwood Pill, which can recover all the injuries on your body in the shortest time. Eat it, sleep for a while, and your body will be fully recovered when you get up tomorrow. I will not help you with the next thing, everything depends on yourself!"

The monk in Blood-clothed handed the purple jade agarwood pill to Ding San. Ding San did not hesitate and directly stuffed the purple jade agarwood pill into his mouth.

"Aren't you afraid that this is a poison?" asked the monk in blood coldly.

Ding San smiled and said, "If you want to kill me, I will die long ago. Do you have to use any poison?"

"Hmph..." The monk in Blood sneered and said, "Okay, you'll sleep here for one night. When you wake up tomorrow, everything depends on yourself!"

The monk in blood said, and swung the long blood-colored rope. The long blood-colored rope curled Ding San and threw him directly to the top of a big tree in the distance.

There were several forks at the top of the big tree. The monk in the blood put Ding San in the fork. Ding San just got stuck there. Looking at the tree from this ground, there was no one on the tree. Even if someone really came here to look for Ding San, he would not be able to find him.

The monk in blood looked at Ding San who was gradually falling asleep among the tree branches, and another sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and turned around and walked up the mountainside.

On a stone slab halfway up the mountain, the dirty monk and Wang Laoba were standing here. Seeing the monk in blood coming up, Wang Laoba immediately said, "Monkey Blood, are you too shameless? That person is full of murderous intentions. He is obviously too resentful and wants to kill all the people in the world. It is too unfair to find such a person to bet!"

"I just told my senior brother that the first person to enter the valley is our choice." The Blood-clothed Monk looked at the dirty monk with a sneer and said, "Senior brother, since we have all agreed, you won't bet, right?"

Wang Laoba said angrily: "Damn, you say this, you are cheating. It's all night long, normal people are fine, who can run into this valley? Those who can come in must have problems, either they are running for life or they are gangsters, and there are not many honest people. If you bet like this, it's obvious that you are cheating your senior brother!"

"Wang Laoba, you seem to be very dissatisfied?" The monk in Blood looked at Wang Laoba with a sneer and said, "Don't think that my senior brother is here, I won't kill you. Can you hide next to my senior brother for the rest of your life?"

Hearing this, the dirty monk finally couldn't help but sigh and said, "Junior brother, let's bet, Wang Laoba is the only witness. If you kill him and there is no witness, will the bet we two make still?"

The monk in Blood was speechless, and Wang Laoba looked at the monk in Blood with a stern face and said, "I didn't think so much. If you have the guts, come and kill me. Kill me, you two brothers will not bet. Your brother will continue to chase you. I see what you can do!"

The monk in Blood-clothed glared at Wang Laoba angrily and said, "Senior Brother, I have chosen the person. If you have no objection, from now on, let's watch this person do things. As long as he is still killing people, you can't disturb me again. When he stops killing people, then I will lose. No need to look for me, I will come to you personally to admit defeat!"

"No, choosing such a person is just a trick to you!" Wang Laoba waved his hand and said, "I think this person should be chosen again and an honest person. Didn't you just say that human nature is evil, so it's definitely okay to choose an honest person!"

The monk in Blood ignored Wang Laoba and stared at the dirty monk, waiting for the dirty monk's answer.

The dirty monk looked at the tree branch where Ding San was hiding, sighed softly, and said, "In the dark, everything is destined. Since this person entered this valley at this time, it was fate. God's will, and we must not disobey it!"

"Hahaha..." The monk in Blood laughed to the sky and said, "Senior brother is indeed the senior brother, and he is indeed the person I admire most in my life. Even though I know I will definitely lose, I will still make this bet with me. Since that's the case, we will have a date in the future, hahaha..."

After the monk in Blood said that, he turned around and strode out of the valley. Now he was in a very comfortable mood. The dirty monk had been chasing him for so many years. This time, he was finally able to get rid of the dirty monk and deal with the chaos that followed!
Chapter completed!