The Devils of the Heavens Begins from Jackie Chan's Adventures

Chapter 340 Hell is not empty yet

on the sea

A lone boat floated alone on the sea. It was obviously just a small boat but it was driving smoothly on the sea. The sea that should have been rough was as calm as a mirror without any ripples.

Qingyue was shaking the oar vigorously at the stern of the boat, but her extremely beautiful face looked extremely cold at the moment. The strength in her hands became even stronger when she looked at the figure fishing with a fishing rod at the bow of the boat.

That guy actually treated her as a maid instead of doing something else. Although nothing happened, she should be happy, but she was inexplicably disappointed. After all, she was also the most beautiful woman in heaven, and that guy actually let her Rocking the oars here made her feel a little unconfident.

Jiang Ming held the fishing rod in his hand, but not a single fish took the bait. The fish basket next to him was empty, but he still fished patiently, like an old monk standing still.

After a long time, the fishing line moved slightly. Jiang Ming raised his hand to pull the line. A huge wave stirred up in the originally calm sea, and a figure like a mountain was pulled out of the sea and submerged.

What was pulled out of the sea was a huge fish. Its body was covered with blue fish scales. Each fish scale was like a shining gem, shimmering in the sun. The giant fish had a slender body, and its two fish tentacles were particularly long. They had metamorphosed. Signs of the dragon.

Jiang Ming looked at the big fish being pulled into the air and his eyes lit up: "One part is steamed, one part is braised, one part is sashimi, and the fish head is chopped into peppers!"

Big Fish heard Jiang Ming's words in the air and resisted all over. His body was pulled by a small fishing line, unable to break free. He watched in fear as he got closer and closer to the figure, and his body became smaller and smaller. , was stuffed into the fish basket with one hand.

Jiang Ming took out the fishhook from the mouth of the smaller fish in the fish basket. There was a glowing bead hanging on the fishhook.

"Small fish won't take the bait with this dragon ball, and only the big fish will bite. Please beg me, I'm fishing, this is my destiny!"

The fish in the fish basket seem to understand something and keep turning over and struggling in the small fish basket, but they can never break free from the shackles of the small fish basket. No matter how hard they struggle, they are always inside.

Qingyue was inexplicably touched when she listened to Jiang Ming's words. Is there really such a thing as seekers and fishermen using the Dao as bait?

"Xiao Yueyue, sit tight, we are going to sink!"

Qingyue retorted: "My name is Qingyue, not Xiao Yueyue."

The next moment Qingyue felt a sense of suffocation, and the seawater kept pouring in. Just as she was about to cast a spell, she found that the suffocation had disappeared. She was still sitting on the boat, but she was still not in the sea, but in a river. In the pitch-black river, countless figures could be vaguely seen twisting, as if about to rush out of the water, with skinny hands clinging to the eaves of the boat, leaving bloody handprints.

She looked at the bow of the boat. Jiang Ming was still fishing leisurely, but were there fish in the river?

Jiang Ming looked at the constantly shaking fishing rod, as if there was a huge thing grabbing the fishhook. Jiang Ming pulled it up and found that there were countless figures on the fishhook that were so dry that they were inhuman shape, with empty eyes, grabbing the fishhook one by one, with their heads like The water plants formed a huge sphere and hung on the fishhook. There were figures below who were also trying to catch the bodies of other ghosts.

"I'm finally out!" A ghost shouted excitedly.

"It's too early for you to be happy." Jiang Ming slowly put the fishhook back into the water. The ghost was submerged in the river again, and there was no sound. However, the trembling of the fishing rod showed that there was something underneath.

"It's not that I don't want to eat you, but you are too ugly and will cause diarrhea if you eat them!"

The rod was calm for a moment, then vibrated more violently.

Jiang Ming held his chin and sighed with a look of helplessness on his face: "Don't you just think you guys are unpalatable? Why are you so impatient?"

Qingyue was already shaking the oars hard when she saw a bunch of human heads hanging on the fishing pole. She didn't want to touch these things at all, she just wanted to go ashore.

But she found that no matter how hard she rocked the boat, she could never reach the shore.

"This river is meant for dead people. How can it be so easy for living people to cross it?" Jiang Ming said slowly while looking at the figure in the river.

"Those below, please help me!"

After Jiang Ming finished speaking, the boat was held up by countless hands and swam toward the other side of the river until the boat pulled over. Jiang Ming looked at the resentful faces in the river and said, "Keep an eye on the boat for me. I will ask you to compensate me if the boat disappears." "

The ghost's hand that was originally intended to be withdrawn stopped and held on to the boat. However, the ghost's faces were full of sadness, which was obviously not voluntary.

Two figures walked in the dim underworld, looking out of place like two fires in the darkness. In the dim underworld, a pair of eyes that were selective and devouring in the distance stared at the two of them, but they never dared to step forward.

Two figures, one black and one white, appeared in front of them. The white one was full of smiles, tall and thin, with a pale face and a long tongue. The official hat on his head had the four words "make money at first sight" written on it. The black one had a fierce face and a wide body. He is fat and has a small face and a dark face. On his official hat is written "The world is peaceful". Bai Wuchang smiled and said, "I wonder what the purpose of these two immortals coming to the underworld is?"

Jiang Ming looked at the two black and white impermanences popular among the people and said: "I want to visit Ksitigarbha, and I would like to ask you two to lead the way!"

"Ksitigarbha?" Bai Wuchang looked hesitant. After all, that person was not strictly under their control.

Before Bai Wuchang could continue to speak, Hei Wuchang had a look of impatience on his fierce face and said, "Ksitigarbha is not under the control of the underworld, you can go find it yourself!"

Bai Wuchang also acquiesced to Hei Wuchang's words, and they didn't want to take care of the extra things.

Jiang Ming looked at the two ghost servants and pulled out a thunder whip in his hand. Bai Wuchang looked ugly and said in a bad tone: "This is the underworld, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Ming swung the long whip in the hands of the two of them, causing lightning to fly everywhere. Thunder and lightning were the nemesis of ghosts, and hitting them was like torture.

"I have nothing to teach you the rules!"

Under the whipping of the lightning whip, black ghost energy kept emerging from Black and White's body, and his aura continued to weaken. His wailing sound was even more sad than that of the tortured ghost. The originally watching ghost silently distanced himself and ran as far as he could.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting. If you hit me again I will dissipate. I will take you there!" Bai Wuchang begged for mercy.

Hei Wuchang was lying on the ground, constantly emitting black ghostly aura. He looked like he was taking in more air than coming out. In fact, Jiang Ming's strength control was very good, and he had the essence of a certain demon's electric soul using thunder and lightning.

Bai Wuchang looked at his former companions lying on the ground. He was glad that he had not spoken just now, otherwise he would have been lying on the ground. Normally, even people from heaven would never treat them like this. He never expected to meet a tough master. Up is Leifa.

Bai Wuchang dragged Hei Wuchang and led them all the way to a Buddhist temple with a completely different style from the underworld. Bai Wuchang looked at Jiang Ming with lingering fear and said in a respectful tone: "Shangxian, this is Ksitigarbha's palace. , I won’t go in.”

"Okay, you can leave. If you want to file a complaint, do it as soon as possible!"

"Shang Immortal, what are you saying? We have offended the Immortal, and you should punish us." Bai Wuchang had a flattering look on his face, with a kind smile on his lips, as if he really didn't care, if you ignore the resentment in his eyes.

Jiang Ming ignored him and walked into the hall. Qingyue looked at the two of them and said, "Why don't you go complain!"

Bai Wuchang looked ugly and shook his head: "Shangxian, I told you, we all deserve this. If you ask us to file a complaint, won't it cost our lives?"

Qingyue looked at Bai Wuchang, as if she really didn't want to complain. She originally thought that if they went to complain, it would be better to fight and she might have a chance to escape from the clutches, but now it seems that there is no chance.

When Jiang Ming stepped into the palace, he saw a solemn figure wearing a crown, holding a pearl in his left hand and a tin staff in his right hand, sitting on a thousand-leaf green lotus and looking at him with a smile.

"I wonder why you are here?" Ksitigarbha's expression was uncertain, with a compassionate smile on his lips.

"I heard that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once made a great vow. Unless the hell is empty, I vow not to become a Buddha!" ​​Jiang Ming looked at Ksitigarbha and said.

Ksitigarbha nodded without retorting: "It's true that fellow Taoist understands this way!"

"People die every day, good and evil will always exist, hell will never be empty, and I am here to help you become a Buddha today. Since hell is not empty, then I will help you empty it!"

"Friend Taoist, what do you mean by this? Since I have made a great wish, I should fulfill it myself, so why should I rely on other people's hands? Even if hell will never be empty, then I will stay in hell forever and will not fall into reincarnation."

Jiang Ming looked at Ji Zang who looked compassionate and said coldly: "I'm not discussing this with you."

The atmosphere in the main hall suddenly condensed, becoming extremely depressing in an instant, and the smile on Jizo's face gradually disappeared.

(End of this chapter)