"oops!"
The father who was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and meditating, maintaining a thin layer of righteousness on his body.
I could only hear Uncle Jiu's violent shouting in my ears.
"Trance!"
His whole body trembled subconsciously, and he felt smoke filling his eyes, and then Dad stood up.
"Oh, this feeling...is different from when I cast the sheep charm!"
Dad naturally knows the relevant knowledge about the soul leaving the body in the 12 spells, and there is also such a method of trance in the righteousness spell.
However, it is different from soul projection.
Dad stood up and subconsciously stepped forward, feeling that he had entered a smoky red space.
The smoke swaying all around formed a scene that was red but not red, like the setting sun.
And Dad is in it.
It was clear that his soul was out of body, but this body looked extremely solid against the smoke.
"Dad feels like he's alive all over his body."
"The head, body, and limbs don't seem to be ethereal things. Even if you have a cup of hot tea, Dad can drink it."
"Oh, awesome, awesome!"
Dad raised his hands up and down to check his physical condition.
For an old man who loves to study ancient books and various ancient mantras from all over the world, he experienced the Maoshan Dharma personally.
It really made dad addicted to it all at once.
"Stop wondering."
"You have to come back after the three sticks of incense have been burned. Otherwise, it will take too long to leave the soul, and the underworld in this world will be so chaotic."
"When the time comes, it won't be so unusual for the soul to fall directly to wherever it goes, even directly to hell!"
And it was at this time.
Although my father was in this state, he couldn't see the human world, that is, everything in the room.
But in this smoke-filled place, Uncle Jiu's voice came, as if it came from the sky, grand and full of echoes.
"Oh, Dad knows."
"Dad is not a child anymore."
"Oh, one more thing. It's time to change dad's reading glasses. I can't even see the smoky righteousness curse anymore!"
Dad was groping in front of him, and on his body in this world, he should be squeezing the blowfish dick.
"hiss!"
After a slight sound, the father of the soul body pulled out a fluorescent silk thread.
This is the manifestation of righteousness here.
"Those who are in trance have already entered the heavenly palace. If you follow this connection and move forward, you can reach the final place!"
"Mrs. Beidou Zijin protects you, and the red smoke clears the way. Dad, go and come back quickly!!"
In front of the altar!
Uncle Jiu was lighting three sticks of incense, this time not to pay tribute to the gods, but to calculate the time of trance.
At the same time, it was also to help my father settle his soul.
otherwise……
Being in a trance is simple, and when the spirit comes back, a careless person knows where he will end up.
And as Uncle Jiu's final instructions were completed, the father in the smoke took a step forward, but it was just an ordinary small step.
"call out!"
The smoke disappeared together with the father's soul, and in the scale of the soul, it spanned an extremely long distance in an instant.
Following the connection between the righteousness, the father's soul fell to the extreme position.
"Oh, Xiaoyu, daddy is here!"
…
"It seemed like the ceremony went smoothly, so I said it would be no problem."
Wang clicked on a circle with mysterious orange magic lines on his right eye.
Through the magic vision, you can see that the old man sitting cross-legged on the ground in the room has become an empty shell.
And his soul has gone to the distance along with the smoke floating outside the room.
"It's a little vague."
Tru held a small lizard that was much smaller than him in his hand, and the power of righteousness was arousing in him.
As a proud disciple of Master Zhengqi, having this opportunity to observe a Maoshan technique means a lot to Tru.
pity.
Because the smoke that Uncle Jiu summoned to protect the soul was too strong, Tohru could only vaguely see the appearance of his husband's soul.
"That's because you haven't practiced enough, but it doesn't matter, just take your time."
"Uncle Jiu's attempt at trance is considered a success, so I would say don't be too nervous. It's not like there are evil gods and ghosts everywhere."
"With Karma Taj's protection, there are so many bad guys outside. How about a cup of milk tea?!"
As if by magic, Wang conjured a milk tea cup as thick as his forearm, and the caramel milk tea poured heavily from the straw into his mouth.
This mage from Karma Taj is really a foodie, but coincidentally, Toru is too.
"Uh... I'll just drink a little."
Tru hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke, and brought himself a large cup of milk tea, and also grabbed a large handful of French fries and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Well……"
Tohru then chewed it with a satisfied look on his face.
Dad also went to find Xiaoyu, and the trance method was completed. Everything seemed to be going smoothly.
"Three sticks of incense?!"
"Isn't the time too short? If I enter hell, it won't be enough to come back."
And at the same time.
He calmly observed the entire ceremony and was actively receiving metaphysical knowledge that he had never understood before.
In fact, it includes Karma Taj's magic, Uncle Jiu's Maoshan method, and even Dad's righteousness spell.
With the permission of these people, Li Baoen was collecting.
The flames of the Vongola family are related to will, and in fact many of these magics or spells are also related to will.
It seems real and fake, imaginary and real, and sometimes it is not much different from the fog they are familiar with.
The truth is always the same.
After your strength reaches a certain level, you can actually understand things by analogy.
As the tutor of the Vongola family, Li Baoen is responsible for guiding A Gang's life.
Now he is actively seeking more power for Gang to find in this new world.
It would also help the Vongola family adapt to this new world.
"no need to worry."
"The scale between dimensions is very exaggerated. Although we and hell are both on the astral plane."
"However, with the passage of time and the transformation of space, the differences are ever-changing."
When it comes to hell and dimensions, Kama Taj's outstanding apprentice, Wang, still has a lot to say.
According to the magic books he brought, once you enter the territory of hell.
Different plots, different environments, and even different hell lords, when the time comes...
"Maybe three sticks of incense will become three days, three weeks, or three months?!"
Wang said matter-of-factly.
"It could also be the other way around, three seconds, that's right."
Li Baoen nodded. He understood. If everything goes well, he could go on a seven-day tour of hell.
But if things don't go well, maybe after three seconds, their souls will belong to the Devil King.
Wang nodded, then took a big sip of milk tea with difficulty, and then swallowed the potato chips in his mouth.
"Yes, in that case we would be very unlucky."
"hell……"
"Unlike the human world, not everyone can go there. If Uncle Jiu is really planning to go there to find people, he needs to think about it in the long run!"
…
Las Vegas taverns.
It was raining non-stop outside the window, with drops of rain hitting the windows.
In the tavern.
Jessica Jones was wearing a black leather jacket and a gray towel around her neck. She lowered her head and looked at the glass of beer with white foam in her hand with a complicated expression.
"Why!"
After a while.
Jessica sighed suddenly and drank all the wine in the glass. The moment the glass touched the bar, it made a crisp sound.
The bartender, who was wiping the wine bottle with a white towel in his hand, stopped what he was doing.
Looking up at this person, he will appear in front of the bar on time every night after the bar opens.
I ordered a bottle of wheat beer and continued to sigh while drinking until early the next morning. After the bar closed, the regular customers wrapped up their coats and left again.
This situation has been going on for more than half a month.
"You have something on your mind."
The bartender raised his eyebrows, took the initiative to take out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet behind him, poured half a glass, and sent it to Jessica.
"I……"
Under the paralysis of strong alcohol, Jessica only felt that her brain was groggy. When she saw someone taking the initiative to ask, some of the words that had been suppressed in her heart suddenly poured out as if she could no longer bear it.
"There is one important thing. No, not really. When we first met, there was some misunderstanding between me and her."
"But she is really kind...I don't know how to describe it. Angels, no, angels are not as holy as her..."
"Anyway, she saved me."
When she said this, Jessica paused, raised her head and blew on a bottle.
He grabbed the remaining half bottle of liqueur from the bartender's hand, and without picking it, he raised his neck and blew on the bottle.
"Dong dong dong!"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the tavern from outside, and a guest suddenly arrived.
Not the guests of this pub, but the guests of Jessica!
"Jessica, I found you."
His tone was calm and a little hoarse, like an ordinary old man.
With white hair and a floor-length mage's robe, a pair of red eyes stared directly at Jessica, who was drinking to drown her sorrows in front of her.
…
"Who are you?"
Jessica blinked blankly.
His brain was spinning rapidly, constantly recalling whether he had ever encountered a strange old man with red eyes in the past days.
After a while.
Jessica shook her head.
She was very sure that she had never known the person in front of her. After all... the red eyes should have impressed her deeply.
"Gibo."
"You can call me Mr. Jibo, or you can call me Master Jibo. It's just a name, it's not important."
Jibo lifted the hat on his head, put on the loose mage robe, and slowly walked towards the bar.
"The important thing is, I know what you want to do!"
"In other words, I know that since the incident ended half a month ago, and that beautiful miko lady fell into hell, you have never stopped thinking about it, right?"
"you!"
After hearing what Master Jibo said, Jessica was slightly startled, with a complicated look on her face again.
In fact.
The mage who suddenly appeared was right.
As the war ended, the miko lady who always had a gentle smile on her face, making people feel as warm as a spring breeze, chose to fall into hell when she faced the terrifying demon king from hell.
Jessica was stuck in her throat, unable to swallow or spit out.
My heart feels heavy all day long, as if a thousand kilograms of burden have been placed on me. I feel so uncomfortable that I can only drown my sorrows in alcohol, relying on alcohol to numb my brain.
That feeling is very uncomfortable.
Platycodon is finally done with this person, but...some people can't forget her.
"She saved me."
"Logically speaking, I should also save her, but... hell, what should I do?!"
This is Jessica's inner portrait.
…
"Okay, Miss Jessica."
"I know what you want to say, but it's not important. If you want to go to hell to rescue her...then I think we need some help."
Master Jibo was sitting on a chair at the bar counter, playing with a transparent crystal cup in his hand, with a meaningful smile on his face.
"hell……"
The bartender on the side took his drink with some difficulty, silently moved back two steps, pretending that he didn't hear anything, and quickly wiped the wine cabinet with a white cloth in his hand.
That's right!
After the Three Continent War ended, some people with extraordinary abilities that had never surfaced have emerged one after another.
If he just saw Jessica's good looks before, he was ready to take the opportunity to strike up a conversation.
So now... this is no longer something he can participate in. This guy is really a self-aware... ordinary person.
"..."
Of course Jibo knew what the bartender in front of him was thinking, but he didn't need to pay attention to such a small character.
He just glanced lightly from the corner of his eye, and with a slight movement of his fingers, a bottle of whiskey floated out of the wine cabinet and landed on his hand.
"How have you considered it?"
"There is no time to waste now. Falling into Mephisto's hands, this feeling of being controlled... Jessica, you know it."
As the great disciple of Master Gu Yi.
Although he was kicked out of the master's school for studying dark magic, it is not difficult for Master Jibo to understand the secrets of this world.
There was a lot he wanted to do, a lot he wanted to have, and now he had the chance.
think about it.
The holy soul of a shrine maiden without a trace of filth is really exciting to think about~
Come to think of it... not just him, but those beings hidden in the dark world would probably have been salivating over such brilliance.
Now.
All it takes is a little temptation and some familiar words to let Jessica in front of her lead the way.
Is there anything easier than this? !
The whiskey flowed slowly, and Master Jibo drank it one by one, along with Jessica's heart.
"good!"
Jessica let out a long breath slowly, then clenched her fists hard as if she had made some determination, and nodded.
She agreed, and Gibbert laughed.
"very good."
"In that case, our first stop is...your good friend, Luke Cage."
…
The light rain on the street was still falling sparsely.
Pedestrians coming and going, wrapped in raincoats and holding umbrellas, holding briefcases under their arms, hurried towards the station in the distance.
It turns out.
No matter how the world changes, everything will continue as usual in order to survive and eat.
Yellow top, black trousers.
With a big bald head and a lot of muscles all over his body, he looks like a strong and powerful man at first glance.
Luke Cage got a familiar call.
"Oh, Jessica?!"
"I thought you would never call me again in your life, what?! Hell?!"
“Are you sure this isn’t a new April Fool’s joke???”
