On the other side, just when Qi Baijia was falling rapidly and thought he was dead, Zen Master Rong Hui appeared beside him.
Then the monk's robes fluttered, like a big bird gliding away with hundreds of beggars in the direction of the faceless ghosts and Buddhas.
"Namo Amitabha."
"Taoist priest, what is the knot in your mind that you can't untie? Can you tell me about it and talk to the old monk?"
"No matter what happens, you should never commit suicide."
Qi Baijia had just "escaped from death" and could barely stabilize his panic.
"Master, if I said that I accidentally jumped from the building just now, would you believe it..."
Master Rong Hui: "..."
"Please, Taoist Priest, be more careful next time."
While he was talking, the monks and the others had already chased him to a deserted place on the outskirts. They saw only faceless ghosts and Buddhas standing in the sky with weird smiles.
Opposite is an ancient Chinese wooden ship, more than ten meters high and over a hundred meters long.
Even the general grid of Chang Ba Ye can be easily installed on it.
The boat was brightly lit and surrounded by fairy music. Standing on the bow of the boat were a general in golden armor and an ancient-looking alchemist.
It was Huang Chao and Xu Fu.
Between the two "people" stood a scholar.
The night wind blew by, and the scholar's robes fluttered in the wind.
When Qi Baijia saw the scholar, he was startled: Wang, three brothers Wang?!
After careful inspection, I found something wrong:
Although the scholar looks very much like Wang San, his face is covered with tiny, shimmering scales.
The eyes are not normal human pupils, but snake-like vertical pupils, covered with a layer of transparent horn.
The cold light flickers between opening and closing.
It was the beast god that the Miao siblings met back then.
But now, due to various reasons, it has "evolved" into a human form and is no longer a bunch of wriggling poisonous insects.
"What on earth is going on?!" Qi Baijia couldn't help but whisper to himself.
Seeing the beggars, Zen Master Rong Hui immediately asked.
"Namo Amitabha."
"Taoist Master, are all the donors in front of you your old friends?"
The beggar smiled bitterly upon hearing this.
"Master, don't make trouble. If they were old friends of mine, do you think I could survive until now?!"
After telling Master Rong Hui everything he knew, the old Zen Master looked solemn.
"If I don't go to hell, who will? Only when all sentient beings are saved can Bodhi be realized."
After saying this, he took the beggar Baijia silently and used Buddhist techniques to lighten his body, and he lifted up in the wind and floated to the opposite side of the ship.
Together with Gui Fo, Xu Fu and others, they formed a "three-legged alliance".
On the big ship, the Beast God didn't pay attention to Master Rong Hui and Qi Baijia at all, or in other words, he didn't care about any other existence except the lineage of Zhiren.
Xu Fu and Huang Chao nodded slightly towards the Buddhist Zen master, which was considered a sign of respect between great practitioners.
Then he immediately looked at Ghost Buddha No Face again.
"Master Beast God, this is the Ghost Buddha Monk."
After finishing speaking, he was worried that the ancient god who had just come out of the mountains in western Hunan would underestimate his enemy, so he continued to add.
"Master Ghost Buddha originally had profound Buddhist teachings, and he was a great and eminent monk who has not been seen in Buddhism for thousands of years."
"It's just that later, for some reason, I became a demon with one thought, and now my behavior is even more terrifying. No one among the corpse-discipline immortals can compare with me!"
Fortunately, Ghost Buddha Faceless wore a bronze mask. Otherwise, if Huang Chao found out that most of the "Buddha's Sutra of Suppressing Demons" on his face had disappeared, he would have immediately panicked and replenished it.
Nowadays, even if the legendary immortal descends to earth, he will look at it with a frown!
The Beast God showed no reaction to Huang Chao's words, as if he couldn't hear them at all.
Even his expression didn't change at all: dead silent and cold.
"Hand over...depose...the emperor..."
The voice of the beast god is like the movement of countless mosquitoes vibrating their wings together, buzzing word by word.
The weirdest thing is that he didn't even open his mouth, the sound came from his stomach.
Ghost Buddha Wu Mian saw that the beast god in front of him looked too much like Wang San, so he immediately went on a killing spree as soon as he met him.
Regardless of whether he is a Buddha or a demon, the Nine Difficulties of China will always be ranked first in his heart.
Ghost Buddha No Face doesn't want to make his brother sad.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, Namo Amitabha!"
"Who are you, and what is your connection with my brother?!"
The beast god is stubborn and the ghost and Buddha are crazy. Both of them only talk about what they are thinking and don't even bother to answer any of the other's questions.
The atmosphere became more solemn for a while.
Seeing that the two beings who should not have appeared in the world were gradually losing their patience, Master Rong Hui hurriedly spoke.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"Both of you are extremely powerful. You must not conflict here, otherwise life will be ruined!"
"Young monk, if you dare, how about helping the two seniors to resolve it?"