what the hell is

"Brother Peng, your ambition is great." I didn't know what to say.

Brother Peng is full of ambition: "People are born evil, but it doesn't mean that there are no people who can't be reformed. I will cleanse their souls one by one and return mankind to a beautiful world."

I pointed to the sinful soul kneeling on the stage and said, "Is your method a little more violent and straightforward? Why do I feel familiar, so familiar?"

Brother Peng laughed loudly: "You are still young, and you have never experienced any great changes in the times, so you can't appreciate the beauty of simplicity. The more straightforward, the more appropriate and powerful. I not only let the dead souls criticize the dead souls, the next step I also want to use the technique of ghost cultivation to guide the relatives, friends, wives and children of the sinful soul to criticize him together. If the soul is still unable to let go of the past life and reflect on what he has done, then he will always suffer from physical and mental torture, and will always be lonely Ghosts and spirits, cannot be reborn."

His tone was flat, but his tone was crazy, and I always felt that something was wrong.I murmured, "Brother Peng, why did you draw those pictures of hell?"

"Oh? How do you know?" He looked at me.

I told the story of how I had entered Guihua twice and saw him draw a map of hell.Big brother Peng smiled: "I thought it was Ma Danlong who caused the trouble, but I didn't expect it to be you. That's okay, this shows that you are the one I need. That strange painting is made up of evil spirits, with the ability to connect yin and yang. In that painting, I was cultivating in the shade. As for the painting of hell, it is part of my soul cultivation. These are all ghost cultivation techniques, and if I tell you it is Xia Chongyu Bing, there is no need to say it, and I don’t understand it. "

"But, I once saw you drawing me..."

Brother Peng looked at me: "Do you know why I asked you to come here?"

I shook my head.

Brother Peng said word by word: "You are very special. Some of my spells don't work on you. You are like an insulator and will not be disturbed by evil spirits. You can recall your own experience. You have been through many unimaginable things, but you are still intact until now. If it were another person, you would be seriously ill if you don’t die.”

I scratched my head, is this a good word?

Brother Peng said: "I checked your information and calculated your horoscope. I really don't understand that your horoscope is ordinary, but you are so talented."

"You mean, I'm unresponsive, and it's hard to meet...ghosts?"

Brother Peng laughed: "Aren't you in the ghost city now? It's not that you can't meet ghosts, but it's hard for the genitals to invade you. To use an inappropriate analogy, you are like a person without pain nerves. I prick you with needles. You, you have a sense of touch, but you can't feel pain. After the piercing is done, there will be no wound left."

I laughed: "Then I can work in a funeral home in the future."

Brother Peng shook his head: "After all, this world is a human world. Even if you are not invaded by yin objects, you will still be hurt by people. To put it in a vulgar way, the human heart is more terrifying than ghosts in this world. Yes, I came here to let you sit in this country with me."

Sitting in the country?I think of Brother Peng's painting - he and I stand on a high hill to point out the country, and there are hundreds of thousands of wronged souls below.

"Xiao Liu, come here and be a 'judge' for me. When this place develops and grows, you will be one of the ten halls of hell."

I was stunned: "I, I am a judge? Do you still want to be Yan Luo? Brother Peng, although I don't understand what's going on here, but have you built this fake underworld and greeted the kings of Hades in the real underworld? ? Will it infringe upon the rights, will people come to make trouble?"

Big brother Peng laughed loudly: "There is no real underworld in this world, and there is no Lord of the Underworld. There is only the way of heaven. That is to say, there is no ruler of subjective thinking, only the law of each doing its own way. Today I Doing so is also among the elephants. Even without me, Peng Liang, there will be Zhang Liang, Li Liang, and Wang Liang who will build the underworld in the future. You can say whether you want to do it or not."

"If I come to work here, I in Yangshi..."

Brother Peng nodded: "Yes, dead. In scientific terms, your body is dead, but your consciousness will last forever. You will gain immortality in another sense. The knife is gone, but the blade is always there. In addition, I will also teach you the technique of ghost cultivation, so that you can walk across the world with a ghost body, and you can still eat and drink spicy food."

"Isn't this state..." I blinked, "Immortal?"

"Oh? You understand quite well." Brother Peng smiled: "This is indeed becoming a fairy. Although it is the lowest level of becoming a fairy, a ghost fairy. But it is still a fairy, right? Being a fairy is ten thousand times better than being a human. Look at it You, who are almost thirty, have no daughter-in-law, no house, no job, and you are about to lose your job. You are in danger, you are stared at all the time, and people are shouting at you, do you think it is interesting to do this?"

I coughed a few times: "You can't say that. It's better to live than to die. If I don't keep it, I can make a fortune and marry a beautiful woman or something."

"Yeah. After getting rich and going bankrupt, and the beautiful wife wears a cuckold, it's better to have nothing at all."

I giggled dryly: "Brother Peng, can you wish me something better? I always feel that I still have room for development in the future, and I'm not reconciled to dying at such a young age. It's not easy to come to this world, what's wrong?" If you hang up, I’m not at a loss.”

Big brother Peng shook his head: "Oh, the idiot doesn't understand."

"Brother Peng, have you become a fairy now?" I asked cautiously.

He sighed, his eyes darkened: "I still have the last step to become an immortal. This step is easy and easy, but it is also difficult to say. My body must be dissected in the yang world to complete the last step of feather molting. This corpse does not mean It happens as it happens, and there must be a great chance. It is because I did not become a fairy, so the underworld here has not been perfected. Now I collect the soul into the underworld, and I have to use the soul-dividing needle to vent the soul, which is too efficient. Low. Now that you're here, it's good. You are very talented, and I lack such a soul-suppressing person. As long as you help me complete the transformation, the souls of all the people in the world will come here to report by themselves after they die. Become a real underworld! Xiao Liu, when the time comes, you will be in charge of life, death and reincarnation of the people in the world, even if you are an emperor, you will not be so happy."

I was dumbfounded.Brother Peng really wanted to turn his body into a fairy.But his ambition is greater than Luo Feng, the little boy, and Li Damin. He not only wants to become a fairy, but also wants to create his own underworld.It suddenly occurred to me that this kind of ability to create realms is very similar to that strange painting, it is a world of its own.

Brother Peng and I walked out of the temple at this time, stood on the high steps, and looked down.This place is indeed magnificent and magnificent.There was a desolation between the sky and the earth, the sun and the moon were not visible, the sky was low, and there were thick gray and dark clouds.There is a faint flash of lightning in the cloud.The whole temple seems to be floating in the air, there is nothing around, and it is lonely and cold.

Brother Peng stood in front, and he could only see his back.He crossed his hands, smug.Only then did I understand that what he wanted was not to cleanse the soul of sins, but what he wanted was ambition, and what he wanted was to destroy the old world and create a new one by himself.I am reminded of what a philosopher said: "He cherished the best wishes to build a paradise on earth, but only succeeded in creating a hell on earth."

"Brother Peng, stop it." I said.

He turned back suddenly: "What do you mean?"

I pondered for a while, and told about Qian Nong's iron chair case.Brother Peng smiled after hearing this: "I didn't expect there to be a senior. He is also a ghost cultivator, and he doesn't know what he wants to do. But it is certain that he has entered the way of the devil. The objects I collect souls are dead people, and he collects souls. But living people! This is the fundamental difference, don’t compare us.”

I said, "If I don't want to, will you force me to stay here?"

Brother Peng smiled: "Of course not. If I do this, what is the difference between me and that senior named Qian? How about we play a game?"

"what game?"

Brother Peng said: "If you don't want to stay, you can leave. I never force people. But I don't come to this place whenever I want, or leave whenever I want. To leave here, you have to go through the test of doom."

I swallowed: "You, what do you mean?"

Brother Peng slowly walked closer with his hands behind his back, his voice soft: "In your life experience, is there anything you will never forget?"

I was just about to say something.He went on to say: "Is there any heartbreaking one? Is there one that gets into the deepest part of my heart and cannot be let go? Is there one that is so frightening that it will cause nightmares as soon as you recall it?"

I smiled bitterly: "That's too much."

Brother Peng looked at me: "Xiao Liu, it's often not evil things that hurt you, but people with various troubles in the world of mortals. They leave marks on your heart with the sharpest carving knife. Meng Zhuan Ye Hui, you feel distressed about insomnia, and sighed while being emotionally hurt. These are the real tormenting 'ghosts'."

He turned around and said, "Since you are very talented, you must pass this test, so be it."

As soon as the voice fell, a gust of cold wind blew.Why is it so cold, goose bumps all over my body.There was a lot of fog around, and the figure of Brother Peng gradually disappeared into the fog.I suddenly felt empty under my feet, as if a big hole appeared out of thin air on the ground, and I fell into it.The whole process of falling was in a daze, and when I got down on the ground again, my eyes were dim, very, very dark.

I rubbed my eyes, and my eyes were still completely black without any light. I wondered if I was blind for a while.I groped around to see if I could find something to remove the light.Feeling cold while touching, brother Peng is really ruthless, I don't want to work for him, so he blinded me.If I am like this all my life, wouldn't it be worse than Li Damin.

Just when his mind was in a mess, suddenly a flame ignited not far away, and a sudden light appeared, which hurt his eyes all at once.But inside I was ecstatic that I wasn't blind.In the firelight, a girl's face appeared.Seeing this face, I was dumbfounded.

It was Qin Dan.

Qin Dan combed her ponytail, in the light, only her extremely pale face could be seen.Looking at the past, she looks like only a human head floating in the dark mid-air.

Then her neck and arms appeared in the firelight, and my heart beat wildly, and at the same time I breathed a sigh of relief, damn it, as long as it wasn't a human head.

Qin Dan didn't seem to see me, she held up the lighter and lit it all around.

Seeing this scene at this time, my heart trembled suddenly, and I felt familiar.Just as he was thinking about it, Qin Dan suddenly said: "Tongsuo, light the lighter."

At this time, another flame ignited in the darkness, and I saw that the copper lock was also there.Tongsuo asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Qin Dan looked left and right, and finally stared straight at him.She paused every word, "There is one more person among us."