novelhk Chapter 381 Tears of the Ghost Mother
Chapter 381 Tears of the Ghost Mother
"Brother-in-law is going to Northern Xinjiang?"
Wuyou Ghost Mother's eyes lit up, and she chuckled, her voice as sweet as a silver bell, "It's pity that my sister is all alone in the dangerous land of the northern border, and I don't know if she is waiting for some cruel person..."
At the end of the sentence, he just looked at someone, as if to prevent him from making trouble.
Jiang Moshu couldn't help but nodded in embarrassment, "With the clone cooperating over there, it's not as unbearable as you said."
Wuyou Ghost Mother shook her head and said with some emotion: "After all, some things can only be done by the main body, not the clone, which is a bit awkward."
Jiang Moshu really wanted to say something, whether it was avatar or body, the Sa family was very polite, and the only leisure program was to drink tea and beat the back, but he was afraid that the other person would add "Are you not good", so he had to give up.
Wuyou Ghost Mother chuckled and blinked her bright eyes, "My sister's heart is all about you, brother-in-law, so you can't let her down."
Jiang Moshu quickly changed the subject and coughed lightly, "You'd better give me the Heavenly Sword. Take it to Northern Xinjiang so that the monks there can take care of the cause and effect."
"Let me tell you, this Xuanhen Sword Sect dares to repeatedly enmity with you, brother-in-law, and the cause and effect does not work out. He deserves to be robbed."
A dangerous light flashed in Wuyou Ghost Mother's eyes, and she licked her lips.
Now the Wuyou Ghost Realm has become a part of Ten Thousand Ghosts Peak, and only after knowing many secrets can one understand the sharpness of this idea on the other side.
Fortunately, she is a good match for Sister Shen Caiyan, otherwise if she had missed it, 80% of the Wuyou ghost world would have disappeared into smoke, just like the many ghost realms that were destroyed in the netherworld, and turned into the basis of gods and demons.
Jiang Moshu soon saw Tianjian. Deng Qitian still looked elegant and suave, but his face was pale, with almost no blood at all.
It's a pity that Deng Qitian didn't even look at him, he just looked at Wuyou Ghost Mother infatuatedly, as if he was devoted to her, like the sun and the moon, he would never dare to break up with you.
Jiang Moshu hesitated for a moment, then turned to stare at Wuyou Ghost Mother, "Is his love genuine? If so, I will let him die in Wuyou Ghost Palace right now, and there is no need to go to Northern Xinjiang."
Wuyou Ghost Mother stared at Jiang Moshu with her charming eyes for a moment, as if she didn't want to let go of every detail, but her pretty mouth evoked a smile.
"No wonder my girl falls in love with you. It's really rare to see someone like this."
Jiang Moshu smiled and said, "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Killing him is one thing, but I have always admired his sincerity, so it's good to give him some dignity."
"It doesn't matter. He is so affectionate at the moment, but it's just because of my charm. If he gets rid of his magical power and gets Qingming, I'm afraid he will be the first to kill me and then he will be quick."
Wuyou Ghost Mother covered her mouth and smiled softly. She touched Deng Qitian's cheek with her jade hand, rubbed it gently for a while, and sighed with emotion: "Are you strong in heart? We keep our eyebrows together. I hope that from now on, we will fight for each other in the spring and autumn. In exchange for I will be drunk for the rest of my life...it's a pity, but it's just falsehood versus falsehood."
Is it fake? Jiang Moshu said nothing.
"So, I envy you and Miss Guo Yan very much..." Wuyou Ghost Mother sighed softly, and suddenly pointed her finger in the middle of Deng Qitian's eyebrows.
"You bastard, if you dare to insult me, I will kill you, this cheap maid!" The immeasurable sword energy exploded from Deng Qitian's body, but it was just as if it was trapped by an inexplicable force, without any leakage.
A few more breaths passed, but the roaring voice gradually became quieter. Deng Qitian's eyes once again showed obsessive love, as if he was devoted to tenderness, and there was no worry in his eyes.
Wuyou Ghost Mother waved her hand with half-hearted interest, "Take him to Northern Xinjiang. I have cast a spell on my mind. Even if I let him die, I won't hesitate. Within a month, even the soul will be broken." It doesn’t work, but after one month the charm will resolve itself, and he will regain his clarity.”
Immediately, Wuyou Ghost Mother paused and added, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, "Please give him a good time!"
When Jiang Moshu turned around and left with the Heavenly Sword, a drop of clear tears slowly dripped onto the ground of Wuyou Ghost Palace, and in an instant, it was no longer traceable.
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Outside Hongjing City.
A faint ghostly aura and Buddha nature are intertwined, covering the land in front, like a thin veil of mist, vague and indistinct.
"I would like to invite the Buddha Mother to see you." The Buddhist cultivator from Heitian Temple raised his voice and spoke, but he did not dare to take another step forward.
The green hills below are winding and undulating, but every ten miles or so, there is a wooden sign with a piece of white paper stuck on it. In small characters that are close enough to be seen clearly, it reads, "There is no place in hell." Door, no one can enter unless invited.”
It has neither aura nor aura, just like the most ordinary notice for mortals to see.
However, behind this wooden sign, there is an unspeakable risk.
At least, the Dharma kings and Buddhist cultivators who stepped in did not see any of them who could step back out of the Buddha-nature and ghost mist, not one of them.
There was no response from the place where the ghostly aura was shrouded. There seemed to be no monks presiding over it, only the ghostly aura flowing slowly.
"I would like to invite the Buddha's mother to see her. There are important events in Northern Xinjiang that need to be known to the Buddha's mother." The master of Chuanye Temple straightened his clothes, bowed solemnly, and saluted carefully.
There was still no response. In front of the six Buddhist cultivators, it was as if there was a ferocious beast hiding, its minions lurking, waiting patiently for its prey to fall into a trap.
What should I do? The golden Buddha cultivators in the six temples couldn't help but look at each other.
It is said that coming to this Buddhist prison is hard work, and it is indeed a well-deserved reputation. If you do something wrong, your body will die and your path will disappear. The key point is that every time this Buddha mother brings people to the Buddha prison, she has the blessing of the Buddha's light, which proves that what she does is reasonable and well-founded, and she becomes a Buddha. Reasonable approval.
Since the Buddha Mother should not respond, what if she breaks in? The Buddhist cultivator from Shanjian Temple had just dismissed the idea that the spiritual altar had just risen, and at the same time said, "My Buddha is compassionate!"
"I am not merciful. It is already a death penalty for you to disturb my Qing cultivation for no reason. But do you want to lose to the gods and demons of Xingtian in the Buddhist prison?"
The graceful voice appeared in the ears of the six golden Buddhist cultivators, but what was revealed in their smiles was cold and vast murderous intent.
In the dark, a bit of purple light jumped out from the illusory ghost mist, turning into a lotus and blooming.
The ghost mother folded her arms in front of her chest, her eyes were waveless, and her face was full of rejection, and her cold and innocent face exuded a touch of majesty.
The young man with red lips and white teeth stood behind the ghost mother, but Lang Yue Qinghui's face was frozen and there was no smile at all.
The Golden Body of Six Temples was already trembling a little. He had been shouting for a long time, but he was just a little scared.
Now the true master has appeared, eating the Buddha and the ghost mother face to face, saying that he is not afraid is a lie. Many Dharma kings and Buddhist cultivators have used their backing to wander around in this world, and have been imprisoned in Buddhist prisons and cannot be reborn.
"For Mother Buddha, Emperor Ye Ren was abducted by the Xuanhen Sword Sect of the West. The Sword Sect claimed to have exchanged it for the Heavenly Sword." The Huanxi Bodhisattva of Huanxi Temple spoke cautiously, not daring to reveal the slightest hint of the goddess' charm.
The Bodhisattva Huanxi of the previous generation teased the young man behind the Buddha's mother, and was immediately dragged into the Buddha's prison in public, where he died.
"Didn't I get back to this matter a long time ago? Let Jian Zong get away as far as he can. Why did the Human Emperor lock me in the Buddha's Prison?!
Or do you mean that if I say something like this once, it won’t count and I’ll let you have to wait and pester me again and again? "The ghost mother's eyes narrowed, and the ghostly aura had already faintly surrounded the golden body of the Six Temples.
The golden body of Dingyuan Temple hurriedly made eleven salutes, and quickly added: "Mother of the Good Teaching Buddha knows that the Xuanhen Sword Sect invited the Xiji Tianzong to open the solution. One is the Xuanyue Immortal of Hualonghai Mansion, and the other is …”
After saying this, he paused, and even the golden bodies in other temples felt chilled. When he said this, he was either alive or dead, but he didn't know which one it would be.
"Who is it? Tell me!" The ghost mother smiled, but her face was full of coldness.
The golden body of Dingyuan Temple gritted his teeth, "There is another one who is the Lord of Xingtian, the silent sword Jiang Moshu!"
The ghost mother was stunned and sighed softly, "It turns out that he is coming!"
Immediately he waved his hand and said, "I understand, please step back. Since Mo Jian is here, I still have to give him this face.
When he arrives, bring him to see me. "
When the golden Buddha cultivators from the six temples retreated, cheers and cheers could be heard in the ghost contract.
"Master, is this the surprise you are talking about? The master's true form is coming?!
The slave family...the slave family is very happy! "
Smiling, a line of clear tears fell from Shen Caiyan's eyes.