When the imperial mausoleum was born, it was at dusk. After everyone from the Yin and Yang worlds went to the tomb, night fell soon in the small world.

In a certain densely populated city, a line of red lights was hung along the river, and flower boats were cruising.

In front of the window and on the railing, the birds are singing and the birds are singing, and the flowers are delicate and fragrant.

The architecture, clothing, culture, etc. here are all completely in sync with the outside world.

It's like every change in Chixian Shenzhou's [humanity torrent] has a branch flowing through here, changing the appearance of the world in the tomb again and again.

It was obvious that some kind of planning had been made before the tomb was closed, and it was not completely isolated from the outside world.

The only thing that is different from the outside world is.

On the door of every brothel or flower boat, there is a wooden plaque with Wang Ling written in golden seal characters, which represents their official status.

There is no private brothel in Da Qin in this tomb.

Many young girls wearing only bellybands, undergarments, and a tulle top were leaning against the windows and smiling, waving handkerchiefs at passers-by.

"Kekeke, Mr. Lang is here to play!"

"Why are you here, Mr. Zhou? I'm so anxious to keep you waiting!"

"..."

The beautiful appearance and fragrant fragrance fill the road, so passers-by with old-fashioned faces can't help but walk in, vowing to criticize such immoral and evil behavior.

Criticize well! Sun

"Smells, it smells so good!"

Two monks, exuding cold and ghostly auras, stood in front of the building, twitching their noses, smelling the intoxicating aroma of meat, and could hardly move.

Heaven is pitiful. There are iron laws in the Yin department. Without edicts, Yin and Yang cannot be related.

Ever since they fell into the underworld and became ghost people who escaped from reincarnation, they haven't seen such a living body in an unknown amount of time.

Even if he cultivates all the way to the Huangzhuan Dharma Body Realm and the Art of War and Military Master Realm, and regains a physical body that is indistinguishable from a living person, all he will experience is the ghostly aura of the underworld.

This warm, fresh and refreshing fragrance made them suspect that they were in a dream rather than entering some kind of tomb of the First Emperor.

"There is no corpse Buddha in Nan. The most others can do to bury them is to burn some pottery figurines, kill tens of thousands of living people, or do some fancy things like court ladies. Sun

The first emperor's courage was indeed extraordinary, and he was actually buried alive with millions of people from his country.

Let them thrive in this small world that is like a fairyland and has its own cycle.

Wonderful, really wonderful!"

Ever since they heard the Emperor's edict on military merit and knighthood, the first thing they did was to collect information.

We learned from the people that this place was also called Da Qin. It seemed like a miniature version of the Da Qin Empire had been moved to the tomb, divided into counties and counties, and officials were selected. It was very prosperous.

It did not die after two generations like the outside world, but has continued to the present.

After 1,800 years, the Qin dynasty has remained the same from beginning to end. How can it be said that it will never change for eternity! Sun

in the long years.

The "Qin Code" issued by the First Emperor has long been engraved into the bones of all the people and this small world. Legalists can change the color of heaven and earth with just one word.

The very strange thing is that there are millions of people here, never more or less. Only when the old people die, will new babies be born.

However, they did not bother to get to the bottom of it for the time being.

It is said that after three years in the army, the sow competed with Diao Chan. The two ghost monks have not known the taste of meat for a hundred years.

The anomalies here, as well as the buried treasures, are far less attractive than the charming and lively beauties in front of you.

The younger, fat monk looked at those white thighs and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He held his rosary and pronounced the Buddha's name in a serious voice: Sun.

"Senior Brother Zhitong, although we Buddhist disciples must abide by the five precepts of Buddhism.

But look at those young women sinking into the world of human pleasures, not knowing when they will be freed. Junior brother, my heart is filled with unspeakable pity.

What if I use my body to donate to all the female Bodhisattvas?

So that they can escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible!"

The older monk, who was tall and muscular and had a fierce face, was full of compassion and said to his junior brother with care:

"Junior Brother Zhiyuan, let Brother Wei do it.

We were separated from our master and other brothers, and were suppressed by the "Qin Law". I'm afraid that your cultivation is still shallow and you won't be able to control it!" Sun

Without waiting for his junior brother's response, he immediately walked into a rather spacious brothel. Zhiyuan behind him quickly followed him, unwilling to lag behind.

Just when the madam and her daughters came forward with smiles on their faces.

"Do the two masters know each other's girls?"

But she saw two monks who had originally looked compassionate on their faces suddenly showed a fierce light in their eyes and smiled ferociously at her:

"We want them all!"

The bones of Monk Zhitong, who was big and round, swelled and pierced his flesh, forming a huge white bone cage that sealed the entrance to the brothel.

"Ah——!" Sun

The promiscuous woman and the guests in the building screamed in unison and backed away desperately.

The fat and fair-looking Zhiyuan's figure flashed and blocked the back door of the hall. The fat on his body suddenly swelled like a ball, blocking the way.

The strange sound of chanting rang out from between the bones and flesh of the two people's bodies, making everyone's ears smell like the smell of corpses, and they almost felt like vomiting.

Their lineage of ghost monks worships the "Corpse-Keeping Buddha" who is a lineage of "underground masters".

The practice of "integration of Dharma and martial arts" in the sect is divided into five kinds of achievements: Blood Buddha, Flesh Vajra, Muscle Bodhisattva, Bone Arhat, and Skin Venerable.

He is the leading general under the underground master.

Of these two brothers, one practiced the [Bone Arhat Method] and awakened the supernatural power [Arhat Phase], and the other practiced the [Meat Vajra Method] and awakened the supernatural power [Vajra Phase].

Even though he was defeated by the military leader of "Qin Law" and fell to the realm of "Dao General", he is still very powerful.

"Namo Buddha, the poor monk, will help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering and reach bliss as soon as possible!"

Monk Zhitong shot out bone spurs all over his body like crossbows, instantly piercing through the bodies of more than a dozen people.

Only those beautiful women with tender skin and soft flesh are selected, and they are sucked into the body quickly, until only a piece of shriveled human skin is left.

Zhiyuan's fat body also surged out like waves, but it did not distinguish between men and women, wrapping them all in the body.

There is constant movement under the skin.

There was a look of satisfaction on Sun's head, which was squeezed by fat and was only the size of a walnut.

"Sure enough, what I said is right. As long as you don't look at the faces, men and women taste the same."

Their so-called ignorance of the taste of meat for a hundred years turned out to be this method of knowledge.

Really cruel.

"Hahaha, Junior Brother, I have just realized the happiness of this world today. We are practicing the Hinayana Dharma so hard that we first save ourselves and then save others, so we need this kind of good meat as an offering.

This is a kind act by a fasting monk. Dear donors, the female Bodhisattva will definitely have great merits after her death!"

Even though their realm was suppressed and they received so much blood, their moral conduct still increased naturally.

Hinayana Buddhism emphasizes saving oneself first and then saving others. Sun

Therefore, you must first obtain offerings from all sentient beings, including money, flesh and blood, souls..., and after I have eaten and drank enough to save myself, I will then save you.

Ghost monks of this lineage established Buddhist kingdoms in the underworld, enclosed land and purchased properties, levied various Buddhist taxes and meat taxes, and extensively plundered materials, taking them from living beings and enshrining them in their own bodies.

He even called it a beautiful name: A fasting monk is a great meritorious deed!

However, these ghost monks enslaved the ghost people to "eat meat and drink blood", and each of them grew up quickly.

But I have never seen any eminent monk plucking a hair to benefit sentient beings.

The two monks were intoxicated by the blood food in their bellies.

But he didn't notice at all that a Qin official dressed in black was covered in golden light and flew from a distance to the door of the brothel.

Seeing the tragic situation in the building, he immediately became furious, held a small bronze half seal in his hand, and shouted:

"You have committed the heinous crime of murder, please [Qin Law Twelve Punishments], cut off the waist and abandon the city!"

[The Twelve Punishments of Qin Law]:

Lingchi, car-breaking, beheading, beheading (cutting off the left and right feet of the punished), tattooing, 哓 (cutting off the nose)...

There are five types of punishments (beheading, beheading, cutting off hands, gouging out eyes, and cutting off ears into one piece, that is, "cut into eight pieces"), hanging, cooking, palace torture, death in pits, and death with poison.

Stab!

Some are like the "Dragon Climbing Technique" spread in the outside world. The gold characters "Qin Lu" floating above the head flash slightly, and a golden giant blade appears.

He aimed a horizontal slash at Zhitong who was blocking the door.

[The art of ascending the dragon in the literary world] is achieved by literati using a little light in their chests to consume dragon energy, just like burying a pot to make rice on the spot.

But the laws used by Qin officials were finished products that had been processed long ago and could be used as they came.
To be continued...