Fire scale armor, hundreds of refined green gold, and thousand-year-old locust wood, these three things were asked by the envoy to find by the underworld to help repair the broken black-sailed boat. He had been back for some days, and these three things were already prepared, thinking whether he should go down the mountain to send them to him.

In the evening that day, Wusheng talked about this matter with Monk Kongxu again.

"The underworld envoys and ferrymen are very special monks, neither human nor ghosts, but they can freely enter and exit the underworld from the earth. If they really want to go to the underworld in the future, they can pass through them. Moreover, they are ferrying the dead souls into the cycle of reincarnation, doing good deeds and making a good relationship will be good for you."

"Okay, I'll go down the mountain in two days, go and go back quickly." Wusheng said after hearing this.

I thought I would practice hard for a while when I returned to the mountain, but I didn’t expect that this matter would continue to stop one after another.

After the materials are prepared, they will be sent to people. As Monk Kongxu said, it is just to make a good relationship. Besides, the black-sailed boat floats on the river all day long. If it leaks, it will be bad.

After three days, Wusheng cleaned up and went down the mountain again, heading straight to the place he had made an appointment with the envoy last time. He went all the way, but without rest, he arrived at the place that night.

Under the night, the river is vast and flowing, and there are dense reed marshes on the shore.

At this time, when you look around, you can't see people or villages.

Dingling, shake the magic bell in your hand.

The sound is not loud, but it is particularly clear in the quiet night.

After shaking the magic bell, Wusheng stood by the river quietly. After about an hour, fog started on the river and the fog became thicker and thicker.

The sound of rowing from far to near, wafting with the mist.

A black-sailed boat floated out of the fog, and a ship in a cloak stood on the boat, the ferryman, the messenger.

"Let fellow Taoist wait for a long time." After getting closer, the envoy bowed.

"I haven't waited for a long time, I brought the things. See if they are suitable." Wusheng gave him the hundreds of refined lapis lazuli and the thousand-year locust wood.

"It's appropriate, thank you fellow Taoist." After seeing it, the Ming Envoy hurriedly thanked Wusheng.

"The Dharma bell is returned to you." After saying that, Wusheng wanted to return the Dharma bell to the underworld envoy.

"This fellow Taoist will stay. If you want to enter the underworld in the future, or if you need any help from me, you can use this bell to call me to come." The black messenger said.

After hearing this, Wusheng thought about it and nodded. What if he really uses it in the future, there is nothing wrong? He put away the bell and prepared to say goodbye.

In fact, he really wanted to see how the Netherworld envoy used those three pieces of materials to repair the black-sailed ship, but he thought that this matter should be someone else's secret, so he didn't have the nerve to say it.

"Fellow up, fellow Taoist."

"What else?"

"I have been ferrying in this river these days, and I have heard some experiences and said that when I heard it with fellow Taoists, it may be of some help."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Wusheng stopped and stood by the river.

"Before the twelve days, hundreds of ghost soldiers crossed the Yangtze River at night. The leader was a powerful general. Two days ago, this ghost general was still leading a group of ghost soldiers across the river. However, there were as many as thousands of ghost soldiers under him, and there were no less than ten ghost generals. If a fellow Taoist meets him, be careful."

"Isn't anyone care about such a large-scale ghost soldier?" Wusheng said in surprise after hearing this.

"The underworld has sent ghost generals to capture them, but the number of ghost generals has been damaged one after another, which shows their viciousness."

"Where is the world, no one cares about it?"

"The view of Eternal Life has sent Taoist priests to capture it. But I don't know what the details are."

"What do these ghost soldiers want to do?"

"I don't know this, but in the past few days, there are more and more dead souls on the river." Na Mingzeng sighed.

When ghost soldiers pass by, they will not be completely unlucky. They are not good people. When they meet gods, they are afraid that they will most likely kill them directly.

"I understand, thank you for the reminder,"

The dark messenger bowed slightly, then shook the black-sailed boat and disappeared into the mist.

Wusheng did not stop, but rushed back to Lanruo Temple overnight without delaying the next day's breakfast.

"I'll be back so soon, is the matter done?"

"It's OK, the envoy of the Netherworld told me another thing." Wusheng said what the envoy of the Netherworld had said.

"Thousands of ghost soldiers?" Hearing this, Kongxu and Kongkonghe looked at each other.

"This is not a good thing. Thousands of ghost soldiers have passed by, and there are no one in life! Have you never seen it on the way?"

"I was in a hurry to rush, but I didn't pay attention. Besides, it was not that coincidence!" Wusheng said.

"Last time I met that ghost general, I heard that he was going to find their king, but I don't know if he found it. Could it be that King Wen who was incomplete, right?" He remembered the last time he encountered the ghost general down the mountain.

It was also at night when the official road pegasus entered the city. Wusheng had a deep memory of the ghost arrow that ignored the city wall.

I also remembered that faceless man, King Wen holding the "Nine Dragon Mace". However, he was the hand of a civil official, and the obvious thing about the ghost general and the ghost soldiers was a military general, which should not be.

"With this possibility, King Wen once ruled tens of thousands of powerful soldiers and pledged forty-two cities in three prefectures."

"Is that so awesome!" Wusheng was very surprised after hearing this.

Such a brilliant record is not related to the word "wen". In ancient times, it was a famous general?

"Strictly speaking, King Wen's ability to command troops is no longer under King Wu. He was indeed under his command who was good at fighting and loyal generals." Monk Kongxu said.

"My master is worthy of being the top scholar. He has read a lot of books and knows a lot of things."

"Why did the phoenix fire a gun?"

"A teacher reads more books, but I don't know everything. I have some impressions, but I just can't remember who it is." Kongxu said.

This person really didn't praise him. He just praised him, but he couldn't remember this key point clearly.

"If you encounter those ghost soldiers, you can save them, and staying in the human world will also be a big problem." Monk Kongxu said.

Well! Wusheng shook his head decisively.

"Master, are you kidding. Those are thousands of ghost soldiers. Not to mention ghosts, even a thousand pigs can kill people. If you encounter this, it may not be certain who will be saved!"

"Besides, this matter should have nothing to do with us for the time being, right?"

I don’t know why, but as soon as I said this, Wusheng started to feel upset. I don’t know why. Every time I seem to have nothing to do with them, there may be a lot of connections in the end. This is so evil.

Alas, Wusheng began to disperse his bald head.

"As long as the body of Rakshasa King is destroyed, there will be no problem with Lanruo Temple, so the first priority at the moment is to find a way to destroy its body."

To deal with things and solve problems, you have to figure out the key points and grasp them.

"Master, Master, can we change our thinking?" Wusheng's eyes lit up suddenly.

"You said, what are we listening?"

"I feel like we've all fallen into the vicious circle. Don't think about getting bigger when you come up. We can't get rid of his head or his heart. We can cut off a piece of his fingers first, slowly erode and dismember it."

"Amitabha Buddha, no birth, monks should pay attention to their words." said Monk Kongxu.

"Be careful! Master, can you grasp the key points and understand the core meaning of my words?" Wusheng said angrily. Is this talking about "wording"?

After he said this, Monk Kongkong looked down and thought.

"I heard from Zen Master Zhiguang that the monks in the temple seemed to have done this a few hundred years ago, and they might have changed their method if they didn't feel that the effect was too little."

"At that time, there were still many monks in Lanruo Temple, and their inheritance was still there. There were monks with advanced Buddhism who could concentrate their efforts to do great things. Our current situation is here. With just a few people, the inheritance of Lanruo Temple has also been cut off and there is no ability anymore!"

"Let me think about it again." Monk Kongkong said after thinking for a while.

After all, this is not a small matter, so you have to think about it carefully. Just as Wusheng said just now, there are not many of them, and just four monks can't withstand too much trouble.
Chapter completed!