Ming Dynasty Emperor System

"Hey-monster, do you hear me?!"

He yelled, flicked his arm, drew a trajectory with his Zen staff, and suddenly fired a spell at the shadow.

The blurred golden gray light broke through the air and disappeared into the deep hazy sea mist.

Disappeared quietly.

"It's interesting." He smiled.

The boat moved faster and faster, and the blurry shadow became clearer.

It seemed like a dead thing. Ever since it suddenly appeared, it had been standing there blankly without making any movement.

It wasn't until the ship swayed away from the large black tide that the huge body of the shadow was slowly revealed.

It was a beast with a strange shape.

It has the body of a dragon and the tail of a lion, with a tiger's head on top, a single horn on its forehead, a pair of dog ears, and four unicorns hovering above the sea in gray mist.

When the ghost saw it, there was a hint of surprise on his face.

"Listen carefully, why did the psychic beast that always crouched under Ksitigarbha's case come to the sea of ​​​​the underworld today..."

He rubbed his hands and said in a strange tone:

"Of course you are looking for me! Maybe you will be involved too..."

The ghost was a little depressed and uneasy, so he didn't want to talk, so he simply concentrated on paddling.

Driven by the big fish, the small boat came at a high speed, and the black water waves it crossed could not be closed for a long time, and a distinct trajectory was provoked.

After a while, we finally arrived at the feet of the Qilin that looked like a mountain.

He looked up and seemed to see a whole world.

"It's so big. This tiger's head is hundreds of times bigger than Mount Buddha. How did you grow so big?"

Di Ting's pupils and eyelids slowly lowered.

On the sea, a strong wind suddenly blew up from top to bottom.

The ghost retrieved the big fish, sealed it with one hand, and set up a barrier around the boat so that it was not affected by the strong wind.

"Can you speak?" He frowned.

A crack opened across the horizon.

That was when Di Ting opened her mouth, and a strong wind mixed with a fishy smell hit her face.

"Ksitigarbha asks you to come here first and don't go to the Nether Palace."

After hearing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at the ghost.

"This beast won't let me go with you, what should I do?"

The ghost looked at Di Ting, then at him, and finally shrugged helplessly.

The meaning is clear.

He didn't waste any time, jumped off the boat and walked on the water, arriving at the feet of the listening Qilin.

"Let's go."

He tapped it with his Zen staff and listened. The latter roared loudly, gray mist appeared on all four hooves, and he was about to fly away.

The ghost turned around sadly and paddled away in the same direction.

"Wait." He suddenly stopped listening and shouted to the ghost: "Win Gou!"

The ghost turned around and saw him smiling.

"If something falls from the sky above the Sea of ​​Hades in the future, remember to avoid it!"

The ghost looked confused and asked loudly:

"Why hide?"

He waved his hand and didn't answer.

Di Ting stepped forward first, carrying the answer he had not yet said, and flew towards the end of the sea in the gray mist.

The ghost was stunned on the spot, and the oar fell into the sea without realizing it. Those words were always echoing in his mind:

"Remember to stay away...remember to stay away..."

Why hide?

The ghost doesn't know.

Perhaps in these long years, I no longer care about what will happen in the future.

Perhaps a little unexpected change can be regarded as a kind of self-relief.

The ghost thought so and summoned the big fish.

The fish swam in the boat, and the black track extended in the opposite direction.

The ghost hummed.

Humming the little tune that the weirdo named Master Wuchao had once hummed, he gradually faded away.

The clouds and mist enveloped the Underworld Sea again.

On the dark sea surface, there was a glimmer of light.

It is an elegy sung a cappella by the dying but not dead for the living.

"Return, return, dying but not dead."

"It's as if you're crossing someone else, you're leaving."

"Turn a page and set sail for my true heart."

"What about Buddha? How about Tao? How about people? How about ghosts?"

"However, the clouds are misty."

……

Di Ting flew too fast.

He was almost there, and even though he was holding on to the burning hair on Qilin's feet, he was almost thrown off by the violent hurricane.

Fortunately, the hurricane stopped abruptly at the moment when he was about to lose his strength.

Di Ting descended to the ground and shook him off like a louse.

He finally fell to the gravel-strewn ground, flew several hundred feet, and collapsed motionless, unable to recover for a long time.

This place is desolate, with only a thick layer of darkness surrounding the end of the road all the time.

He secretly observed the surrounding scene, sneered in his heart, and then pretended to be weak and shouted at Di Tinggui:

"I - I said, you damn - damn beast! Don't you know how to be gentle with your guests?! I was injured, seriously injured! You have to compensate for my physical losses! Well... not only that, but also my mental losses. , I was almost scared out of my mind by you!"

When Di listened to the words, two balls of hot steam blew out from his nostrils, as if he was snorting coldly.

"What a verbose ant! Do you dare to insult me ​​again? Believe it or not, I won't even give Ksitigarbha's face and will let you return to the west?!"

After saying that, it raised its hooves high, as if the sky had turned over.

"Hey - that's wrong."

He climbed up quickly and smoothly, and said with a smile:

"Listen, Master Divine Beast, I am just kidding you! You have so many magical powers, why are you still arguing with a vulgar person like me? Besides, I have already walked on the path of Buddhism, not counting those Buddhist disciples. If you send If I go back to Xitian, they won’t accept it!”

Di Ting stared at him and roared angrily, accepting the flattery, but she still felt a little unhappy in her heart.

This ant is so full of life, but it looks like an injured person who has just suffered a huge impact? !

He is obviously very powerful, but he still pretends to be pitiful here. It is really annoying!

"Get in, I don't want to see you again! Bah!"

Di Ting's roar was like thunder, and the saliva he spat out with hatred seemed to fly out of a lake.

The turbid lake roared down with bursts of fishy stench.

He smiled brightly, moved away, and instantly got into the darkness ahead.

This can be considered as dodging this wave of disgusting saliva attacks.

The lake fell as usual, and the color of the lake water, which could not be seen clearly, covered the ground, but in the blink of an eye it evaporated into water vapor and curled up.

Di Ting frowned humanely.

Watching his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness and finally disappearing, Di Ting couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and muttered:

"Damn it, I obviously have the same heart as Ksitigarbha, but how can I have such a surly personality..."

The sound was like a bell, echoing in this space over and over again, causing ripples in circles.

Di Ting lay down and fell into a deep sleep, like a statue.

The shadow extends to the end of the earth, where is the other shore and the starting point of the Hades Sea.

The death energy of the ghosts in hell is blocked from the other side.

Everything seemed so unreal.

And deep in the darkness, a surprising change is taking place at this moment...