Journey to the West: I want to be sanctified

Chapter 161 The Eighteen Levels of Hell in the Dream
"Zong Hai, this matter is very important, we must treat it carefully."

"But according to Master's orders."

Kong Hui smiled slightly, "As a teacher, I will use the method of dreaming and pass on the image of the [-]th floor of hell to the believers who come to Daxingshan Temple, and you need to take the monks to spread this matter and let these believers take the initiative to donate money. , you propose to build [-] levels of hell for peace of mind."

The way to dream?

It should be a new spell passed on to Master by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. When will I be able to learn it?
Zong Hai fantasized in his heart, his face was serious, "Master, this disciple understands."

"Okay, you go down."

Zong Hai bowed and was about to go out.

Kong Hui said again:

"Zong Hai, be careful when you get close.

Although we have been in Chang'an City for more than ten years, we must be prepared for danger in times of peace, and we must not relax our carelessness.

Back then in that small place in Tai'an County, there were always masters of Taoism.

Chang'an City is the largest city in the world, and there must be many Taoist disciples who live in seclusion.

We did it in a relatively secretive way before, so no one from the Daoist sect has jumped out to trouble us.

Now, we are going to build such a large project, if it is not complete, someone will make trouble secretly.

You must be vigilant. "

Zong Hai's face turned cold, and he nodded slowly.

……

Outside Chang'an City God Temple.

Yuan Shoucheng was wearing a low-key and luxurious robe, holding a brand new bamboo bone paper fan, and was sitting in the shade.

A pot of good black tea was brewed next to it.

A young man was carefully pouring a cup of black tea for Yuan Shoucheng, and slowly brought it to Yuan Shoucheng.

"Uncle, please drink tea."

Yuan Shoucheng opened his eyes, looked at the full cup of tea, and frowned.

"Tiangang, you have to pour [-]% of the tea, don't be so full, you are still young, you should pay more attention to these details."

Yuan Tiangang nodded, "Uncle, how long do you plan to stay in Chang'an City? In a few years, this Chang'an City may not be too peaceful."

Yuan Shoucheng looked at Yuan Tiangang and said with a smile, "Yes, you can even count this far. Tell me, what else have you counted?"

Yuan Tiangang looked around and whispered, "The number of days is Li Tang."

"Okay! Good nephew, your ability to calculate is beyond mine. Why don't you come with me and earn a lot of money from him in Chang'an City!"

Yuan Shoucheng looked at his little nephew with admiration, and the admiration on his face couldn't be concealed.

Yuan Tiangang smiled wryly, "Uncle, I came to Chang'an City this time to persuade you to avoid the limelight first, go back to your hometown with your nephew first, and make plans later."

Yuan Shoucheng smiled, "You're right, but I'm used to life in Chang'an City, and I also bought a house.

In Chang'an City, there is everything you need to eat, drink and play.

Eat some breakfast every morning, look at the faces of people on the street, find a stall, count the lives of passers-by, and read stories in the world, it is a lot of fun.

Back home, no fun. "

Seeing that Yuan Tiangang couldn't persuade his uncle, he had no choice but to stop persuading him.

If I can figure it out, my uncle must be able to figure it out too.

While the nephew and uncle were chatting, a poorly dressed man walked out of the Town God's Temple with a haggard look on his face.

The man saw Yuan Shoucheng's signboard, and walked over with full strides.

"Mr. Yuan."

Both Yuan Shoucheng and Yuan Tiangang quieted down, looked up at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looks about 50 to [-] years old, but his appearance is haggard, and the two dark circles under his eyes are dark and heavy.

"Brother, please sit down, do you want to tell fortunes or test words?"

The middle-aged man opened his tired eyes, "Mr. Yuan, show me the way, I haven't slept well for a long time."

"Oh? Then what do you want to ask?"

"I want to know how to sleep peacefully."

Looking at the face of the middle-aged man, Yuan Shoucheng knew that this person must be disturbed by nightmares every night, and his sleep quality was extremely poor.

Without further ado, Yuan Shoucheng took out six copper coins and lined them up.

As soon as the hexagram appeared, Yuan Shoucheng and Yuan Tiangang stared at the hexagram, frowning, and calculated carefully.

Suddenly, Yuan Shoucheng and Yuan Tiangang were shocked.

"Mr. Yuan, what's the matter? Is it serious? Am I dying soon?"

When the middle-aged man looked at Yuan Shoucheng, his heart sank and his eyes turned red.

Yuan Shoucheng shook his head, "It's not that serious. In the next few days, you need to go to Daxingshan Temple every day."

The middle-aged man frowned, "Daxingshan Temple, I go there once in half a year. Could it be that the way of salvation lies in Daxingshan Temple?"

Yuan Shoucheng said lightly:

"From tomorrow onwards, you just need to go to Daxingshan Temple every day.

Within ten days, you will definitely not dream of those horrible scenes in your dreams again. "

The middle-aged man looked at Yuan Shoucheng in awe, "Mr. Yuan is truly a man of God, he actually knows what I dreamed about!
Mr. Yuan, you don't know, that dream is too scary, it's like purgatory!The mountain of swords and the sea of ​​blood are too appalling..."

Yuan Shoucheng's complexion changed drastically, he immediately put away the paper fan, and shouted:
"Stop! Don't tell me about this, go to Daxingshan Temple quickly, don't miss the opportunity.

This time, I won't charge you money, so hurry up. "

"How embarrassing is this, Mr. Yuan." The middle-aged man wanted to chat with Yuan Shoucheng a few more words for peace of mind.

"Don't talk nonsense, go quickly, do you still want to live? If you want to live, go immediately!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately stood up and ran towards Daxingshan Temple without looking back.

Looking at the figure of the middle-aged man going away, Yuan Tiangang said:

"Uncle, this matter involves... the water in Chang'an City is too deep."

Yuan Shoucheng patted his head and felt a headache, so he couldn't help but took another sip of tea.

"What do you see?"

Yuan Tiangang said in a low voice, "I saw a very terrifying place, with mountains of swords and seas of fire, various criminal laws, like the legendary hell..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Tiangang stopped talking.

"The scariest thing is, why did we see that picture? It's really incredible that the picture appeared out of thin air."

Just now, the uncle and nephew were just calculating divination, but the scene of hell appeared in front of them at the same time.

It really shocked the two of them, which was something they had never met before.

A gust of wind blew the tea slightly, causing waves.

"A mortal who has not seen hell will never dream of this scene.

This should be someone with great magic power, deliberately let him dream. "

Yuan Shoucheng himself saw the scene of hell for the first time, and his tone was a little unnatural.

Yuan Tiangang was a little scared at this moment, "Uncle, you should leave Chang'an with me.

This city of Chang'an is too scary, it's not something we mere mortals can afford. "

Yuan Shoucheng shook his head, "It's already been calculated, and we can't hide anymore. Moreover, the advice we gave to that middle-aged man is not considered a revelation. It can be said that it is just pushing the boat along the way. The gods behind this scene may not blame us."

(End of this chapter)