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Chapter 228 The Aftermath

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."

"..."

It was like a demonic sound penetrating the ears, reverberating in the ears of all the Yin gods, making them instantly immersed in it.

At this moment, streaks of golden light emerged like snakes, climbing up to a group of Yin gods headed by Cui Yu, and wrapped tightly around them.

Only then did the Sanskrit sounds in his ears dissipate, and all the Yin gods finally woke up.

"Xu Ping!"

Zhong Kui's face lit up with joy.

Only then did they realize that the one who emerged from the pit was not Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva at all, but Xu Ping.

Xu Ping is sitting cross-legged on a five-color lotus platform, enveloped by the huge Bodhisattva image, which is indeed very deceptive.

Cui Yu and the others also discovered the golden rope on their bodies, and immediately struggled violently. However, the more they struggled, the tighter the golden rope became, making them unable to move at all.

"Judge Cui, since I can save you, I can also imprison you again." Xu Ping heard their conversation clearly in the pit.

No matter what, the underworld cannot continue to be in chaos.

Cui Yu looked at Xu Ping, shook his head and sighed bitterly. He did not expect that in the end, his plan would be ruined by the young man in front of him.

Zhong Kui sneered, "Take it back."

Without the leadership of Cui Yu and Lu Zhidao, these evil things immediately turned to the other side like grass on the wall.

And those controlled by Lu Zhidao also woke up one after another, with fierce looks, pressing down on Cui Yu and other Yin gods, and walked towards the underworld.

Along the way, the ghosts who had been trapped in the commotion poked their heads out one after another, curiously looking at the scene in front of them.

They mainly wanted to confirm who had the last laugh.

This is the most important thing for these ghosts in Fengdu.



Yangjian.

Peking.

Yuan Datou looked at the suddenly extinguished candle in front of him, and could not conceal the excitement in his heart.

On the shrine behind the candlelight is the Buddha statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, with the divine beast sitting in a circle beneath it.

But now, the incense candle in front of the Buddha statue has been extinguished, and the Buddha statue that originally exuded the Buddha's agglomeration has become dim.

In stark contrast, there was the twinkling light in Yuan Datou's eyes.

He knew what it meant when the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was extinguished and the incense dispersed.

That means that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has fallen, and his plans in the underworld have completely failed.

As a chess piece of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Yuan Datou is unfortunate, but at the same time, he is also lucky.

Especially after the death of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, you can get rid of the other party's control and do everything according to your own wishes.

For example...

proclaim oneself emperor!

As the ruler of this land, he always felt that he was a failure.

Two reasons.

First, in the final analysis, he is just a puppet. No matter how high his status is, he still has to bow before Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Second, he wants to be emperor.

Now that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is dead in the underworld, he also sees hope at this moment.

As for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who died in the underworld, how and why did he die?

Yuan Datou doesn't care at all. He can still care about my affairs in the underworld.

"From now on, no one can restrain me." Yuan Datou thought bitterly.

He stood up and left the shrine. He stopped looking at the dimly lustrous Buddha statue and went straight to a cabinet.

Immediately, he wiped his hands on the navy blue robe he was wearing, and with excitement on his face, he took out a set of bright yellow clothes from inside.

Some patterns on folded clothing cannot be seen clearly.

But the five-clawed golden dragon circling in the sky looked lifelike under the light of me.

It's as if there really is a real dragon emperor who is about to soar into the sky and soar into the clouds.



In the underworld.

Zhong Kui sat in the center of the hall, Xu Ping and Xu Ping sat on the left. Song Qingling poured tea for them. There were only three of them in the hall.

"Zhenjun, what are you going to do next?" Xu Ping took a sip of tea and asked.

He kind of wanted to go home.

Uncle Jiu and the others woke him up and didn't have time to say a word of thanks. He just wanted to go back as soon as possible.

Zhong Kui was silent for a long time and sighed: "This battle basically destroyed the underworld."

Four of the six great merits remain.

There are still four of the ten kings of hell left, among them the King of City and the King of Chujiang have turned against each other.

The four great judges.

Only Zhong Kui is still sitting in the underworld.

Cui Yu and Lu Zhidao were locked up.

Wei Zheng, who has never shown his face, is still indifferent to worldly affairs and does not care about anything that happens in the underworld.

The number of casualties suffered by his subordinates due to unforeseen circumstances is even more numerous.

"It's fortunate that you are here, otherwise, what would the place be like today?"

Zhong Kui felt extremely sad.

Song Qingling also echoed: "Yes, Brother Xu, there are many ghosts in the underworld now, and they all know that you saved them."

Xu Ping shook his head: "I don't intend to be a hero."

After pondering for a moment, he took out the Xi soil from the bottomless pit, placed it in front of Zhong Kui, and said: "This is the Xi soil, please keep it, Zhenjun."

A small gray clod of soil in front of you looks inconspicuous, but it is the one that can bring hope to the underworld in the future.

Zhong Kui picked up the soil, raised his eyes to Xu Ping, and said with a half-smile, "How could you bring such a divine object to me so easily?"

Xu Ping said calmly: "It's very simple. From the beginning to the end, I have been observing you, Zhenjun. No matter what, I found that your feelings for the underworld are true. This is enough."

Zhong Kui laughed heartily and let out the turbid energy in his heart: "Finally, I finally have a confidant who understands me, but... he is a person from the underworld."

Xu Ping said: "There is no difference between the world of heaven and the underworld. It's not that we are in this reincarnation and cannot extricate ourselves."

Zhong Kui gave him a strange look: "Don't worry, I promised you that I would cross out your name from the Book of Life and Death, and I will do it."

Xu Ping stood up and laughed and said: "Since Zhenjun said this, I can rest assured. I believe that the information soil will be of great use in your hands."

Seeing that Xu Ping had already made a move to leave, Zhong Kui and Song Qingling became anxious at the same time: "Wait for Xiao Xu (Brother Xu)."

Xu Ping turned around in surprise.

Song Qingling looked like he was thinking about it, while Zhong Kui had a complicated look on his face, as if he still had something to say to him.

"What's wrong?"

Song Qingling bit her lower lip, her eyes moved slightly, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in the corners of her eyes, but in the end she was helpless and remained silent.

She knows it well.

This separation from Xu Ping is a separation between yin and yang. Basically, we will never see each other again.

But even though there are all kinds of tenderness in my heart, I can't express it.

It’s a funny thing about fate, why did I meet the person I want to stay with for the rest of my life in such a situation?

Xu Ping deliberately did not look at her eyes. As the saying goes, it is the hardest to bear the love of a beautiful woman.

Two people who are forever separated by yin and yang are not worthy of feelings, just like Meng Po and Wang Baishun, didn't they also end up like this?

Zhong Kui's eyes wandered between the two of them, and after a moment he smiled and said, "Xu Ping, actually there is one more thing I want to tell you."

Xu Ping frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"

Zhong Kui said: "I plan to let Qing Ling accompany you and go to the underworld for a walk. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingling's face immediately glowed with a strange luster. She suddenly looked at Zhong Kui, very excited.

The smile on Zhong Kui's lips could not be concealed: "Do you still remember what I asked Lao Qi and Lao Ba to tell you before, about cutting off the earth's veins and leaving China without a king?"

Xu Ping recalled the scene when he first met the Seventh Master and the Eighth Master in the tavern, and nodded: "Of course I remember. I also remember that I rejected it outright."

"What about now?" Zhong Kui asked.

Xu Ping smiled lightly: "Zhenjun, if you have something to say, you may as well say it directly, there is no need to be coy."

"Hahaha……"

Zhong Kui laughed, and his laughter was hearty: "It's true that I'm in trouble. Actually, I want to tell you that when I dealt with the group of demons and ghosts under Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I discovered a problem..."

Speaking of this, he looked solemn and solemn: "I discovered that many years ago, there were many evil spirits and ghosts who would appear in Beiping in the underworld to work for a man named Yuan."

Xu Ping frowned: "Yuan Datou?!"

Zhenjun Zhongkui nodded: "This time the matter in the underworld is settled, the next three things will happen."

"First, let the underworld get back on track, use soil to add more land to the underworld, and push back the thick fog around it. I can do this."

"The second thing is that Shen Cao will lead the remnants of the underworld to pursue and intercept the demons and ghosts loyal to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to avoid future troubles."

Xu Ping nodded.

Both of these things must be done, and since Zhong Kui takes the lead in doing so, he can rest assured.

"What about the third thing?"

Zhong Kui's eyes narrowed: "The third thing is what I just said, find out the relationship between Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Yuan Datou, and if necessary, kill Yuan Datou first."

"Because I feel that he may want to become emperor."



It seems that this Lord True Lord actually had some clues very early on.

And now it's just affirmation.

Otherwise, I wouldn't want to let myself cut off the earth's veins.

"Of course, I have already troubled you too much during this riot in the underworld. I just want to tell you that I can provide assistance to Qing Ling when necessary."

Xu Ping pondered for a moment and agreed: "Okay!"

Zhong Kui smiled again: "Actually, I have been thinking recently. When all this is done, the inherent channels between the underworld and the yang world will be restored. By then, there should be no need to trouble you to take action."

Xu Ping said: "It is your duty to do things within your own scope."

Xu Ping now believes that everything in the world, especially those that can affect people's livelihood, basically has something to do with him.

Otherwise, if you have cultivated to such a high level, you will end up with a heartless and unrighteous temper, then what is the point of practicing?

Zhong Kui said: "I won't let you, Xiao Xu, do this in vain. In addition to crossing out your name in the book of life and death, you can also choose a few more people."

Xu Pingping looked horrified.

Only now did he realize what a great kindness Zhong Kui had returned to him.

Zhong Kui didn't mention his name or the number of people, which meant that Xu Ping could come to him at any time and give those around him a chance to live forever.

As long as this person will not be killed by others in his long life, and will not choose to commit suicide because of the loneliness of eternal life.

That means this person can really survive.



Three days later.

Renjia Town.

"Xiao Xu, have you noticed that all my white hair has turned black?"

Uncle Jiu and Xu Ping were drinking tea and chatting on the second floor of Xu Ji Trading Company, while Gu Nianhua and Song Qingling were fighting over pouring tea.

Xu Ping laughed: "Perhaps Uncle Jiu's moral practice has improved again, and that's why he has become younger."

Uncle Jiu touched his black hair and smiled: "Maybe."

Xu Ping had no intention of revealing that he had crossed out Uncle Jiu's name in the book of life and death.

Mainly because I don't know how to speak.

If it was not good to become a burden to Uncle Jiu, Xu Ping still planned to wait for some time and wait for Uncle Jiu to adapt before telling the whole story.

Gu Nianhua, who was competing with the female ghost Song Qingling on the side, was also on the list. However, she was still young and couldn't tell at all.

"Brother Xu, please don't do something like this next time. You disappeared suddenly and shocked me...and Master."

While Gu Nianhua was talking, Song Qingling looked at her intently.

She knew that Xu Ping had crossed out the little girl in front of her from the book of life and death, so she paid special attention to her.

He is tall and handsome, and he is indeed a lovely person. No wonder Brother Xu likes her.

Song Qingling thought of it truthfully.

But immediately, she felt that she was not far behind. She even had an advantage in some positions.

She puffed up her chest and said loudly: "Brother Xu is a grown man. Do you have to report to a little girl like you for everything you do?"

"you……"

Gu Nianhua's pretty face was filled with anger, and she was holding the ghost exorcism talisman, ready to go.

"Flower!"

Uncle Jiu shouted and stopped her movements.

Song Qingling was not afraid at all. As the imperial envoy who came out of the underworld this time, she was a magical weapon. Even her cultivation level had improved several levels compared to before.

Naturally, he was not afraid of facing Gu Nianhua.

The two women stopped fighting, and Uncle Jiu suddenly came forward and said in a low voice: "Xiao Xu, there is something you don't know whether to say or not?"

Xu Ping smiled freely: "Uncle Jiu has something to say, just say it."

"I don't object to raising little ghosts, but as a cultivator, you still need to exercise restraint. Besides, you should also know Huahua's thoughts..."

Xu Ping heard what he meant and immediately interrupted: "Uncle Jiu, where did you think you were going?"

"There's none?"

Uncle Jiu asked with wide eyes.

Xu Ping said loudly: "Of course not."

Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "That's good."

At this time, through this topic, he decided to talk to Xu Ping about Gu Nianhua.

The disciple's heart is entirely devoted to the other person. This kind of thing must be said sooner or later.

But considering that Gu Nianhua and Song Qingling were facing each other next to them, he still did not continue, but frowned: "Xiao Xu, when you went to the underworld, it was not peaceful up there."

"Yuan Datou wanted to proclaim himself emperor, but several warlords refused and fought several times. Now he is gathering his troops and preparing to attack Beiping."

Xu Ping looked relaxed: "Uncle Jiu, don't worry, Yuan Datou can't succeed."

Uncle Jiu said in astonishment: "Why? Yuan Datou has an army of 500,000 people."

Xu Ping chuckled: "Because I don't allow it."

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