The sky was pitch black, and even the light spots shining from the sky were black.
The whole world is a dark one, you can't see your fingers, you can't see your eyes, you can't even see your nose.◥...▃▂
In the darkness, an old man with a white beard was sleeping cross-legged.
From time to time, there was a loud roar.
Mr. Ksitigarbha.
An old man Qin Fen once met.
In terms of seniority, Qin Fen should call him uncle, the junior disciple of Patriarch Bodhi.
"Dear Mr. Ksitigarbha!"
I don’t know whether it was the intention of his servants or the special request of Ksitigarbha, but his disciples actually called him Mr. Ksitigarbha.
At this moment, a golden boy stood outside the courtyard gate.
Immortal style and Taoist bones, feeling like a fairy boy from heaven.
He looks to be about eleven or twelve years old, and has a slightly raised ponytail.
She has red lips and white teeth, and looks like a porcelain doll.
Suddenly she looked like a little girl.
In the darkness, two points of light gradually came on, and Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha opened his eyes slowly.
Suddenly, the black mist around the yard dissipated, revealing a patch of blue sky.
"Jinye, what's the matter?"
Mr. Ksitigarbha scratched his itchy forehead and asked in an extremely unhappy tone.
It seemed that Jin Ye, the shepherd boy, had disturbed his sleep, and he was somewhat dissatisfied.
"Old man, there are two identical monkeys coming from the Tenth Palace. Both have golden eyes and golden hoops. They are also clamoring to come to the back hall, so that you, the old man, can use your great supernatural powers to tell the real ones from the fake ones.
Come, so that you can prove your status as a real monkey!"
"laugh……"
The small courtyard lit up with two bright lights.
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha's originally lazy face suddenly showed a look of surprise.
He quickly counted with his fingers, closed his eyes gently, and as the runes flickered, he seemed to see a corner of the future.
If you don't look at him, you will see that his face is as pale as soap, and he stands up from the Zen bed where he is sitting.
"What's going on? Am I getting old?"
Mr. Ksitigarbha's throat grumbled, and he counted with his fingers again, and once again saw a corner of the future in his eyes.
It is true that there was a real and fake monkey king, and the situation was still the same. Two identical monkeys also held two identical golden hoops. They both came over and said that they were real monkeys and asked him to use them.
Great magic power to distinguish between true and false.
Everything is right.
But one thing is wrong, and that is time.
It was a full year ahead of the time he saw the future.
Although this year is a matter of a blink of an eye for a leader-level cultivator like Mr. Ksitigarbha, it is not even a blink of an eye. It is possible that they just take a nap.
What a shit, a year has passed.
However, he actually miscalculated the time by a full year.
This is a big problem, and it may very well mean that his cultivation is regressing, or that his spiritual consciousness is inaccurate.
Otherwise, how could the time be wrong?
Mr. Ksitigarbha asked a precise question: who died in which year and at what time? There was no room for error. Perhaps it was because of this professional habit that he was shocked and thought he was old, and his reaction was a bit
Too extreme.
"Listen carefully..."
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha still looked frightened for a long time.
He originally looked like an old man with a white beard, but now not only his hair and beard are white, but his face is also frighteningly white.
Due to professional reasons, time does not allow for mistakes, not even for one minute or one second.
"Woof..."
In the shout of Mr. Ksitigarbha, time and space flipped in the center of the courtyard.
A Tibetan Mastiff that was all black and looked like a later generation, Qin Fen's era, appeared with the sound of a dog barking.
"Sniff..."
When Di Ting appeared, he was affected by Ksitigarbha's mental fluctuations.
Its head struggled in the air and went directly to the ground where the monkey and the six-eared macaque were.
Lying on the ground, his ears twitched.
Perhaps he also has the occupational disease of Mr. Ksitigarbha, who is also very cautious and does not allow any mistakes.
About sixty breaths later, Titing nodded to Mr. Ksitigarbha.
But then there was a shake of the head.
Originally, Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha's face was as pale as soap, and patches of snow-white appeared directly on his face.
They have already registered the plot of Journey to the West and the experiences of the four members of Journey to the West.
There are real and fake Monkey Kings, but the time doesn't match up now.
Moreover, when he opened his magical eyes and looked forward, he could not see anything. He only saw two identical monkeys. With his great magical power, he could not distinguish the true from the false. This was why he looked pale.
The reason is.
Regardless of who the fake monkey is, it at least shows that his cultivation level is far above his own.
In other words, as long as this fake monkey is willing, his so-called iron wall will be broken at any time, and his life may be held in someone else's hands at any time.
Again, Ksitigarbha's reaction was too extreme.
He actually compared the six-eared macaque to an out-of-this-world expert, an expert who could be superior to him.
"Is it true that he is back?"
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha is such a smart man. He almost immediately thought that this fake monkey might be the devil.
The Demon God made such a big fuss. As the Lord of the Netherworld, how could he not know about it.
For a leader-level figure like Mr. Ksitigarbha, the devil is also an existence that cannot be touched.
They lived in the same era as the Demon God, but the Demon God single-handedly shocked the world for several epochs, making it difficult for people of his generation to even breathe. It seemed that their existence was to set off the greatness of the Demon God, and every battle was a reflection of the Demon God's reputation.
An improvement.
Even after tens of millions of years, deep down in their hearts, while they respect the Demon God, they still feel a sense of fear.
"Old man, is that person really back?"
The golden boy Jin Ye stood outside the courtyard gate. He seemed to be able to understand what Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha was thinking and asked directly.
Wan Ran has no characteristics of a servant at all.
Yes, judging from the name he just called Mr. Ksitigarbha, this is really what happened.
"I'm not sure, the six-eared macaque must be his only bloodline!"
The past years flashed through Mr. Ksitigarbha's eyes, and his respect was beyond words.
After so many years, even though the devil disappeared for so long, the legend of the devil has always been in their hearts.
For them, the devil is simply a shadow that can never be erased from their hearts.
Whenever they think of the Demon God, they feel a sense of suppressed aggrievement in their hearts.
"Dong dong..."
Just when Mr. Ksitigarbha was distracted, there was a rapid knock on the door of his courtyard.
It was none other than Monkey Sun, holding up a golden cudgel and banging it randomly.
Jin Ye, who had just reported the matter to Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha, had already been pinned there by Sun Houhou shouting to stop.
"You monkey, you are always so irritable!"
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha took back his confused thoughts.
With a single click in the air with his right hand, a golden road headed straight for the door.
He was not afraid of the monkey, but he was really afraid that he would be too lazy to stay here, eating and taking things, which was really unbearable.
"come in!"
Sun monkey and six-eared macaque, one on the left and one on the right, crowded onto the golden dirt road.
With Ti Ting stunned, the two of them entered the courtyard and came to the Zen bed where Mr. Ksitigarbha was staying.
"Old man, I can't even sleep well. Sun Houhou, if you don't follow Monk Tang and the other three to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, why are you here in the underworld?"
When Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha was speaking, his eyes flashed, and a small light spot floated out, releasing Jin Ye who was pinned by Monkey King.
"I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for any reason. I hope Mr. Ksitigarbha will make it convenient for me to give evidence and give my grandson his innocence!"
The six-eared macaque showed no signs of panic.
It's just like he is real.
Both his movements and tone of voice are exactly the same as Monkey Sun.
Ksitigarbha blinked his small eyes and looked at the two monkeys in front of him, "Don't you know which one of you is real and which one is fake? You still have to come to my Netherworld Hell to cause trouble? Five hundred years ago,
I haven’t even settled the matter with you since you made such a big fuss in my underworld. It’s a good thing you came to my door today. Now that you’re here, don’t leave and settle the old and new accounts together!”
"this……"
Monkey Sun is just scratching his head.
Just yesterday, he killed several messengers from the underworld, and almost threw Black and White into the beast's path.
Just because Black and White Wuchang and several messengers from the underworld forcibly pulled out the soul of a living person who had died.
This incident made Monkey Sun angry.
He directly took out the golden cudgel and rolled it, crushing the three messengers of the underworld into a pulp on the spot.
I have seen things that are not flexible, but I have never seen anything that is not flexible like this.
No one dies, it's just that they have to use force at the end of their lives.
"hey-hey……"
The six-eared macaque will definitely not lag behind others.
He scratched his head and smiled, "Old man, do you know such little things?"
"Little things?"
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha had a big stare.
"What do I do? The entire Ten Palaces of Netherworld are all my subjects. I don't know about their casualties?"
"Go, walk as far as you want for me!"
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha looked angry.
He actually drove both the monkey and the six-eared macaque out of the yard.
They were just about to break in again, but two brilliant flowers, the Yinling Flower with silver light, forced them away. Not only did they force them out of the yard, they actually forced them both out.
The whole underworld.
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha, the old man, really dislikes seeing these two.
Regardless of whether it is true or false, it has nothing to do with him at all.
As long as he doesn't bring disaster to hell, Mr. Ksitigarbha will be happy to be left alone.
I think back then, a monkey made the whole underworld restless.
Now two of them came at once, and his underworld was completely cut off.
"You old guy, you did a great job!"
Just as Sun Monkey and Six-eared Macaque walked out of the underworld, there was another person in Ksitigarbha's yard.
An old woman covered in white.
It's as if she herself is made up of white snowflakes, aloof from the dust and not touched by any fireworks in the world.
Po Meng.
The old woman who has been selling Mengpo soup by the Mengpo Bridge is an infinitely mysterious old man.
Not only was Sun Houhou familiar with him, but Qin Fen was also somewhat familiar with her.
When Qin Fen was attacked by Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha last time, it was Meng Po who took action.
He also gave Qin Fen advice on how to save Yan Yu's life.
"Absolutely?"
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha moved his body and was already outside the courtyard.
Looking at the old woman with a smile on her face, she said in a calm tone: "My cultivation is limited and I can't tell which one is true and which one is false. How can I do everything right? But you know which one is false and which one is false."
It’s true, why don’t you take action?”
"hey-hey……"
Mrs. Meng still had a smile on her face.
On the whole, Po Meng looked very kind, as kind as an amiable old woman.
"His father was your benefactor no matter what, so he pushed his son to the west like this. How did you do it so calmly and naturally? What kind of life is there for a person who can live like this?
What’s the meaning? Even if you are allowed to be the Lord of the Three Realms, even if you are allowed to achieve the supreme existence of heaven and humanity, so what? Are you still a walking corpse?”
While Mrs. Meng was talking, her body slowly melted into the void in the air.
You can feel his cold anger through the air.
"You know his father so well, why don't you lend a helping hand?"
"puff……"
Before Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha finished speaking, a green wooden mallet appeared next to him.
And, with lightning speed, it hit Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha's chest directly.
Almost at the same time, Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha's body disappeared, and a brilliant Yin spirit flower appeared, blocking the green wooden mallet.
The next moment, the green wooden mallet appeared in Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha's hand, but there was a feeling of the past in his eyes when he looked at it.
"I owe you what I owe you back then. Now I give him back to your son. The outcome will depend on his own fate!"
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha suddenly grabbed the green wooden mallet with his right hand and struck it hard into the void.
Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha's body also disappeared in the void, along with the green wooden mallet in his hand.
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