At that time only Tao was commonplace

"Who came here, dare to trespass on the underworld!" Suddenly, two bull-headed horse faces popped out in front of them, each holding a moon-shaped shovel in their hands, overlapping each other, preventing them from moving forward.

To stop Zhao Bin's attempt to sacrifice the flying slash, Jianglong took a few steps forward and came in front of the bull-headed horse.

"I'm here to see Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"

"Presumptuous! Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is something you can see immediately!" Niutou yelled loudly, and at the same time, the horse-faced moon-shaped shovel swung towards Jianglong's body.

Zhao Bin was shocked, and before he had time to react, he heard the moon-shaped shovel hit Jianglong's body, making the sound of heavy metal colliding, and the intense golden light, which made Zhao Bin close his eyes uncontrollably.

After the golden light receded, Zhao Bin slowly opened his eyes, only to see that the moon-shaped shovel still flew out and landed on the far away ground.Niutauma looked at the two of them in horror.

"You... who the hell are you?"

Jianglong bowed his head and chanted a Buddha's name, his body was radiant, and he became an Arhat in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Bin looked at Jianglong in surprise.

When did his mana recover so quickly?and...

Wasn't his Arhat golden body for Nao Wang Chuan Shui long gone?

"Ah! I don't know that it's Arhat who came here. I'm so offended, please forgive me!" The bull head and horse face stayed on the spot, and it took a long time to realize it. He quickly bowed and saluted, but when he bowed his head, he exchanged a strange eyes.

This Arhat...seems familiar.

"Those who don't know are not exaggerated."

After Jianglong finished speaking, he walked forward, and Zhao Bin hurriedly followed behind.

Seeing this, Niutouma immediately straightened up, and said with some embarrassment, "The venerable is coming, and I dare not obstruct him. But he is a mortal after all, and the rules of this hell..."

Zhao Bin's face changed, and he quietly picked up the formula in his hand.

Jianglong looked indifferent, "He is my disciple, and I went to the underworld to ask Ksitigarbha to help him eliminate evil obstacles."

The surprise in Zhao Bin's eyes was even heavier, obviously he was very surprised by Jianglong's repeated lies.

"This..." Niutauma looked at each other, and finally let him go.

When Jianglong and Zhao Bin left, the uneasiness in Niutau Mamian's heart became heavier.

"It's better to sue Hades."

The bull-headed horse looked at each other, and then slowly disappeared.

The Wangchuan River is still flowing so quietly, and the alluring Manzhushahua is still the same as before.

Jianglong sighed, he came to the underworld twice, but every time it was so...

So...

Jianglong turned his head and glanced at Zhao Bin who was looking around.

The peach blossoms are still there, but everything is wrong.

"Where are we going now?" Zhao Bin turned his head and asked, but saw Jiang Long looking at him sadly. Although he quickly disappeared the sadness, Zhao Bin still noticed it.

"Walk along this Wangchuan River. The end of the river is the entrance to hell." Jianglong didn't expect Zhao Bin to turn his head suddenly, so he quickly turned his expression down, turned and walked forward.

Forget Chuanhe?

Zhao Bin looked at Jianglong's back, then looked at the muddy and dirty Wangchuan River, and suddenly felt that he owed this man so much that he couldn't even pay for it in his whole life...

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Long and Zhao Bin finally arrived at the source of the Wangchuan River.

Jiang Long glanced at the ever-burning lamp in Zhao Bin's hand seemingly inadvertently, and then with a wave of his hand, a little boy carved in pink and jade stood beside him.

"Child," Jiang Long lovingly patted the child's head, "I have to work hard for you."

The little boy lowered his head and tightly clutched the corner of Jianglong's clothes, refusing to move.

"I do not want..."

Zhao Bin's eyes widened, and he scolded angrily in disbelief, "You are an unfilial son! You..."

Jianglong turned his head and gave Zhao Bin a hard look, and Zhao Bin shut up knowingly.

"Why?" Jianglong squatted down, still asking in a good voice, "Didn't we...we agreed at the beginning? Why are you going back on your word now? Don't you want your Daoji daddy to come out?"

"I want to! I really want to! But...but I don't want to wait until Daddy Daoji comes out, you...you just..."

"Okay." Jiang Long interrupted him, "Son, your Daoji Daddy loves you very much."

Zhao Bin looked at the two big and small people in front of him with some puzzlement, and couldn't help but feel a little panic and apprehension.

The child nodded, hesitated to speak.

Jianglong gently wiped away the tears from the child's face, turned his back to Zhao Bin and gently hugged the child, whispering something in his ear.

Zhao Bin couldn't hear what Jianglong said to the child. He only saw that after hearing the words, the child's tears, which were already full of tears, finally fell down unbearably, dripping on the bright red petals like blood. Poignant and sad.

Jiang Long let go of the child, and patted his back softly, "Go!"

The child took a deep look at Jianglong, nodded, and knelt down towards the head of the Wangchuan River.

"This is..."

"The [-] levels of hell can spread out over ten thousand miles, and we can't ask the judge for the roster. We can only pray for the filial piety of God to pity the child, and look at the father and son's heart-to-heart, and find the place of Daoji." Jianglong couldn't hide it. Looking at the child who was kneeling at every step with distress, he explained to Zhao Bin.

Looking at the child's immature face, Zhao Bin couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in his heart.

What can I do?

I can't do anything.

I can only watch my child pray so hard and so humblely to God.

I can only...can only rely on the man beside me who has shouldered too much responsibility and pain.

I can't do anything.

Jianglong walked in front, noticed the unusual silence behind, turned his head to look, but saw a fragile man with tears streaming down his face.

"presumptuous!"

The bull's head and the horse's face were lowered, timidly peeping at the enraged Hades.

Yan Wang's face was livid with anger, he paced back and forth behind the imperial case, then stopped suddenly, picked up the inkstone from the table case and smashed it on Niu Tou's face.

"You two trash!"

Niutou didn't care about the blood streaming down his face, and knelt on the ground together with Ma Mian in fright, kowtowing non-stop,

"King of Hades calms down, King of Hades calms down. The little ones deserve to die, the young ones deserve to die."

Yan Wang glared at the two people below, knowing that it was a bit too much for him to blame them so much, but...

Hades gritted his teeth hard.

If they really took Daoji away in this underworld and disrupted the order of the underworld, how could he escape the crime of lax supervision, let alone...

"Did Earth Store Bodhisattva know about this?" Yama asked coldly.

The bull heads and horses looked at each other, and said tremblingly, "I...we will be the first to report...you."

Yan Wang's face looked a little better.

"Remember! The fact of their entry into the underworld must not be revealed, otherwise..."

The bull head and horse face leaned down even lower, nodding repeatedly.

Hades frowned and looked into the distance.

He can't hide it for long, and the Bodhisattva will find out sooner or later, hoping to drive these two people out before the Bodhisattva finds out.

On the other hand, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was sitting peacefully in his ashram to practice. Suddenly, the drowsy Listening Beast at his feet seemed to smell something. He raised his head uneasily, closed his eyes to listen, and then opened his eyes to look at the ground. Tibetan Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva closed his eyes and smiled slightly, noncommittal.

Listening Beast snorted boredly, climbed down and continued to doze off.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva recited sutras for a while, then paused, opened his eyes and sighed softly toward the west, then bowed his head and began to recite sutras again.

The Listening Beast flicked its tail and lowered its ears.

Zhao Bin supported the staggering child who kowtowed, and wanted to wipe the blood off his forehead with distressed expression, but he got out of the way.

Zhao Bin froze on the spot in astonishment.

The child turned his head to look at Jianglong, then looked at Zhao Bin who was astonished with his mouth pursed, and then lowered his head again and kowtowed heavily.

I don't know if it was Zhao Bin's illusion, he felt that the child was blaming him.

What is he to blame?

Didn't protect his Daoji daddy well?

Zhao Bin lowered his head, trying to ignore the child's look at Jianglong just now.

Jianglong still walked silently.

In addition to the time at the foot of the Little Spirit Vulture Peak last time, nearly half of the ever-burning lamp in Zhao Bin's hand had been burned out.

For some reason, Zhao Bin suddenly turned around and asked Jiang Long, "What if the lamp burns out?"

Jianglong paused for a moment, not knowing what to say, his eyes flickered, as if he was avoiding Zhao Bin's gaze.

Seeing this, Zhao Bin thought he had mentioned something embarrassing, and was just about to talk away, when suddenly his eyes lit up, and he pointed forward and asked,

"Where is that place?"

Jianglong looked in the direction Zhao Bin pointed, and said happily, "The entrance to hell! We finally found it."

The sound of the child falling to the ground at the same time as Jianglong's words fell.

Jiang Long and Zhao Bin ran over almost at the same time. Jiang Long arrived first and was about to help the child up, but for some reason, his hand stopped halfway. The moment he stopped, Zhao Bin took the child Hugged in his arms.

Jianglong slowly retracted his hand and stood quietly.

Zhao Bin held the child in his hands and patted it gently.

Jianglong looked at the strange and inexplicable gate in front of him, and said nothing.

The ever-burning lamp was only half burned.

Jiang Long looked down lightly, "Hold the child tight, I'm going to open the door."

Zhao Bin nodded solemnly, and tightened his arms.

Jianglong pushed open the door lightly, and what greeted him was a scorching breath and a brutal scene.

Thinking that Daoji had spent three days here, Zhao Bin was trembling all over.

"The pain is yet to come."

Jiang Long didn't turn his head to look at Zhao Bin, but seemed to see the expression on his face, said something lightly, and walked in.

How could it be like this?

Zhao Bin kicked away a ghost messenger with a roundabout kick. The child in his hand almost slipped down.

"You guys are so bold! How dare you trespass into hell and disrupt the order of the underworld, and quickly arrest the king of Hades!" a brat shouted from behind.

Zhao Bin looked at Jianglong in surprise.

Jianglong smiled wryly and shook his head, pushing away the three impermanences with one palm.

It seems that they all know.

Jianglong has long been exiled by Xitian.

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