"You...listen?"
Lu Wu looked stunned. The gods and Fengcheng had a long-standing grudge, and they were on the side of the human race. Now that Luo Lie was in trouble, it was normal for her to beat up the drowned dog.
Listen carefully…
As far as she knew, the Leiyin Temple where Di Ting was located and the Fengdu City where Luo Lie was located were far apart. There had never been any infringement, and she had never heard of any personal grudges between the two.
What is he doing this for?
soon.
When Di listened to the answer, he turned his palm over and a command talisman appeared: "According to the order of my Buddha, Tathagata, take the golden cicada back to the temple. If there is anyone who obstructs him, he will be killed without mercy."
By appearing in the name of Buddhism, he can avoid disturbing the situation. After all, in front of the Buddhas in Lingshan Mountain, he promised to protect Yu Lian for three hundred years to atone for his previous mistakes.
This is not a secret, and I am not afraid of outsiders knowing it.
"Your Excellency, you still don't want to surrender?"
Luo Lie, who was locked by two qi machines of the same level, felt annoyed, angry, and extremely aggrieved: How could he, the majestic Lord of Fengdu City, commanding all ghosts, have ever been so humiliated?
Again.
Is it because he doesn't want to make friends? He is also looking for someone!
"It's not that the lonely king refuses to hand over, the golden cicada...has disappeared."
He was extremely angry inside, but the situation was stronger than the others. Luo Lie had to take a deep breath, suppress his anger, and explained in a calm tone as much as possible:
"Just now, the lonely king trapped the golden cicada with his domain, and was about to refine it into medicine, but was suddenly intercepted by a mysterious monk. Now the lonely king does not know where she is."
unspeakable trouble.
Lu Wu actually heard a hint of grievance in Luo Lie's tone. It was unimaginable that this kind of emotion, which only a weak person would have, would one day appear in him.
then.
She didn't mind watching the excitement and poured a bucket of oil on the fire: "Monk, he is fooling you. As the saying goes, these ghosts are the best at lying."
Clumsy sowing discord.
Di Ting glanced at her, but did not expose her. Instead, he followed the current and continued:
"This poor monk doesn't care."
"If you can't see the golden cicada, the poor monk will not be able to hand over the work when he returns. If the Buddha holds him to account, you can't let the poor monk carry the blame, right? Either hand it over to someone else, or... die!"
You Di listened aggressively before, and Lu Wu gloated about his misfortune later. Luo Lie's face began to become cloudy and uncertain, and his ghostly aura gradually solidified into substance, and finally broke out!
"Kill them!"
Since he couldn't explain it, he simply struck first to gain advantage. After receiving the order, all the ghost kings swarmed him without hesitation. They were all Luo Lie's most unwavering supporters.
Just because they know it.
The reason why Luo Lie was able to sit as firmly as a mountain on the throne of Fengdu City Lord was not due to his own strength or any special qualities.
Everyone is a slayer. In terms of means and combat power, who is worse than the other? Luo Fengshan, who hides behind the scenes and supports Luo Lie, is the behemoth who can cover the sky with just a few fingers.
certainly.
To work hard is to work hard, the ghost kings are not stupid, they naturally know who to find as their opponents.
Listen carefully.
One of the high-ranking officials in Lingshan, with his back to Leiyin Temple, he had no injustice in the past and no hatred in recent times.
Lu Wu.
She is an old rival, almost irreconcilable. He has killed her with an absolute feat. Even if he doesn't kill her, she will not show mercy if she seizes the opportunity in the future.
Lu Wu fought fiercely against the seven ghost kings. He was surrounded by enemies on all sides and was in trouble.
However, the Withered Bone Ghost King did not take the usual path. After a brief weighing, a ray of light flashed in his vertical pupils, and then he went straight towards Diting, fighting while transmitting a message:
"Old monk."
"I don't care what your plans are, but I can cooperate with you to continue the show, as long as you... kill that damn fool Mi Huo for me!"
"make a deal."
Diting readily agreed without hesitation and made a careful beheading plan: "After a while, the prince listened to the poor monk's instructions and showed the poor monk a weakness, and then..."
Before he finished speaking, something strange happened again.
"jingle!"
A clear and melodious ringtone suddenly echoed in the barren mountains and wild ridges. The rustling footsteps scared the black crows in the forest, and a strange mist spread into the dark void.
Black shadows moved and white flags fluttered.
Rotten paper money is flying all over the sky, accompanied by the strange fragrance of loess, and red leather lanterns exuding a cold atmosphere in twos and threes rise and fall on the deserted sheep intestine path.
"Crunch, crunch."
Like rotten wood being constantly being crushed, a formation passed through the mist, and the Eight Hermits came into view carrying a sedan chair that seemed to be completely falling apart in the next second.
"Impermanence...escape!"
Before Lu Wu and Di Ting could react, they heard a loud shout.
The Lord of Fengdu City, who never lost his majesty as a king, was no different from a lost dog at this moment. His face was as white as a ghost, and he panicked and ran away.
The other ghost kings no longer took care of Lu Wu, and followed closely behind him, scattering like birds and beasts.
"Fleeing in fear of crime will be punished with an additional penalty."
The verdict without any emotion came out of the sedan chair. Lu Wu could vaguely see it through the translucent window screen. The man in the sedan chair shook the bronze bell in his hand unhurriedly.
"jingle!"
In an instant.
Circle after circle of invisible sound waves spread outward, as if some mysterious and mysterious law was triggered. When the sound waves passed by, the Ghost King froze and was unable to move.
Including Luo Lie, the lord of Fengdu City.
He leaned forward, with one leg in the air and the other bent, frozen in place in an extremely comical posture, like a clay sculpture for anyone to admire.
Lu Wu's eyes trembled. He hesitated for a moment, then leaned closer to Ting Ting, who was in a daze, and lowered his voice and asked, "Who is that person in the sedan? Why did Luo Lie run away when he saw him?"
There are not many beings worthy of being feared by the Lord of Fengdu City, at least she has never seen them.
"Impermanence."
"The one in the underworld?"
"Um."
Lu Wu was stunned and his expression became strange: "I thought Impermanence was just a fictional character in myths and legends. I didn't expect that the real world really exists."
"Existence is reasonable."
Diting shook her head: "To mortals, you, the gods, are not the same as myths and legends. There are always traces of things passed down from generation to generation."
"That's true."
Lu Wu agreed, paused, and then asked: "By the way, he doesn't mind if we talk about him so blatantly? Why doesn't he even look at us?"
"The impermanent one never communicates with living beings."
"Why?"
"Would you care what an ant says?"
Di Ting laughed at herself and sighed:
"Although I don't want to admit it, it is the fact. In the eyes of the impermanent messenger, there is no difference between us and an ant, a cat or a dog."
Lu Wu opened his mouth and tried to refute, but found that he was at a loss for words. In the end, he could only shrug with a wry smile, and couldn't help but admire the other party's profound knowledge.
However.
After not admiring him for too long, he saw with his own eyes that the impermanent messenger who regarded all living things as grass and grass in his mouth suddenly turned the sedan chair and lowered its head in the opposite direction.
It looks like a bow.
Later, he said humbly with the polite tone that one would have when facing a powerful person of the same level:
"It's rare to meet an opponent in chess. Don't you plan to show up to meet me?"
Slap in the face!
