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Chapter 112 A Hundred Ghosts at Night (End)

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    "Could it be that Zijue is Huiqing's reincarnated body, so he will be implicated after Huiqing's death?" This is the reason Du Chen can think of.  As the flood disappeared, the human skin boat gradually fell back to the earth.  Painted Skin Ghost put away the human skin boat and looked around.  At this time, the size of the Mercy Temple was beyond recognition, and all the houses were washed away in a mess.  However, the demon-suppressing platform in the backyard was not damaged at all and still stood tall.  The Huangquan River just now had absorbed most of the ghosts and monsters, and now there were only some scattered ghosts left outside the Demon Suppression Platform, flying around the Demon Suppression Platform in a panic.  "There will be a catastrophe every five years in the Demon Suppressing Platform. Every disaster caused the death of all the monks in the temple. Only this time, there were still two young monks alive. But in the end, only one person survived, because  There must be one person who becomes the guardian ghost of the Demon Suppressing Platform, and merges with the Demon Suppressing Platform in the form of a ghost for life after life. " The painted-skinned ghost looked at the mottled traces on the Demon Suppressing Platform with his empty eyes, and then walked up to Ling Kexin.  , stroking the sub-sensory body that is gradually becoming transparent.  "Guarding ghosts?" Du Chen asked doubtfully.  "Yes. There are two reasons for the appearance of a large number of powerful ghosts in the Demon Suppressing Platform. One is that the ghost king who restrains the ghosts has weakened, and the other is that the ghost spirit guarding the Demon Suppressing Platform has died. Today, no ghost can become the ghost king.  The platform will automatically search for a spirit suitable to become a guardian ghost." Although the voice of the Painted Skin Ghost was hollow, everyone could hear the reluctance in his voice, "Zijue's body was transformed by Huiqing to be suitable for becoming the Ghost King.  Spirit body. Therefore, it is also the most suitable spirit body to become the guardian ghost of the Demon Suppressing Platform." At this time, Zi Wu, who was already in Shen Juan's arms, gradually woke up after the initial coldness disappeared.  But when he woke up, he was surprised to find that Ling Kexin's hand had been able to penetrate Zi Jue's body.  "Senior brother, senior brother." Zi Wu struggled to get out of Shen Juan's arms and walked towards Zi Jue.  He originally wanted to shake the sleeping Zijue up, but found that his own hands passed through Zijue's body without any hindrance.  "Grandma, what's wrong with my senior brother?" Zi Wu looked at the Painted Skin Ghost in horror, but when he raised his head, he discovered the devastation all around, and the entire Mercy Temple was in a mess. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? But he didn¡¯t wait for everyone to answer Ziwu¡¯s question.  There was a huge buzzing sound from the Demon Suppressing Platform.  Then the entire Demon Suppressing Platform emitted a powerful suction force, and all the ghosts wandering around were instantly absorbed into the Demon Suppressing Platform.  "The monks of Mercy Temple are here to protect the people of Changsitai. If Zijue knew that he could become a guardian ghost, he would resolutely go in even if he was reluctant to give up." The strong suction has no effect on living people like Du Chen.  However, it sucked the Painted Skin Ghost into the Demon Suppressing Platform little by little.  And there were a lot of black shadows in the sky.  All the ghosts that had escaped to other places during the previous melee were also absorbed by the Demon Suppression Platform.  "The Demon Suppressing Platform is the foundation for guarding the Changsi Platform. It will automatically find suitable spirits. This is also the self-balance of the human underworld." When the voice of the Painted Skin Ghost fell, the Painted Skin Ghost's body was also absorbed into the Demon Suppressing Platform.  tower.  The surrounding sky was dark, and countless ghosts and ghosts were absorbed into it.  With a roar, in just a few breaths, the demon-suppressing platform absorbed the ghosts from Changsitai, and then the open door slammed shut.  "Ahem" Bloomberg, who was lying on the ground, suddenly coughed violently, and a large mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth. The blood stained Bloomberg's shirt red, and his eyes became more blurred.  "Brother Du, Bloomberg is dying, we have to get out of here quickly." He Liancheng shouted hurriedly that the only way to save Bloomberg now is to use points to revive him.  Although Peng Bo¡¯s performance in the human underworld is not as good as that of Du Chen, he has killed evil ghosts. If Peng Bo hadn¡¯t taken the attack from Snake Bone Woman at that time, someone else would have died long ago.  I have given up myself to save others before.  Even if we look at all aspects, Bloomberg¡¯s score is not too high, but it is not too low.  "I'll take Zi Jue to the Demon Suppressing Platform." Looking at Zi Jue's body becoming more and more transparent, Du Chen could only make this decision. He walked to Ling Kexin and picked up the little entity that was left.  Zijue.  A muscular man has already died on his side, no matter what, no more people can die.  "No, no, don't take my senior brother away." Zi Wu struggled to stand in front of Du Chen and refused to get out of the way.  "Even if we don't take him there, once your senior brother becomes a spirit, he will be absorbed by the Demon Suppressing Platform." Du Chen believed in the Demon Suppressing Platform's ability to absorb ghosts just now.It is an ability of self-repair and adjustment. Even if Du Chen does not send Zijue to pass, the Demon Suppressing Platform will absorb it on its own.  It¡¯s just that Du Chen is in a hurry now and needs to save Bloomberg quickly, so he can¡¯t waste too much time here.  "But, but" Ziwu looked at Du Chen and the sleepy Zijue, and remembered that he was caught by a monkey when he went to the mountain, and that Zijue was carrying him on his back. After going down the mountain, the two of them ate steamed buns and walked happily.  I felt sour in my heart.  Not to mention that in the past few years, every scene in the past has been replayed in my mind, and all I can think of is how kind my senior brother was to me.  "Zi Wu, be good. Senior brother is just a guardian spirit and has always been in the Demon Suppressing Platform." Just when Zi Wu was dripping with tears and refused to give in, Zi Wu in Du Chen's arms  Wake up.  Looking at the crying Zi Wu, the corners of the already extremely weak Zijue's mouth twitched slightly.  "Senior brother, but I can't let you go." Zi Wu touched the corners of his eyes with his small hands and gradually wiped away the tears, but found that the more he wiped away, the faster the tears flowed.  "Ziwu, we are monks, and it is our duty to protect the people of Changsitai." Zijue's voice was weak, but he still pretended to be a brother.  ¡°Then it¡¯s okay if we don¡¯t become monks?¡± Ziwu shouted.  "Ziwu, how can you forget what master taught us? Now you and I are the only ones left in Mercy Temple. Do you want senior brother to watch helplessly and ignore the safety of millions of people in Changsitai?" Zijue struggled.  He wanted to get off Du Chen's arms, but in the end his body was so exhausted that he couldn't get off the ground at all.  "I" Ziwu didn't know how to refute, because he saw his senior brother was angry.  "Donor, please send me to the Demon Suppressing Platform." Zijue was unable to struggle in the end and could only hope that Du Chen would send him to the Demon Suppressing Platform.  He was afraid that the longer he stayed, the more reluctant he would be to leave.  Zi Wu was crying so much that he could not speak, but Du Chen still carried Zi Jue to the Demon Suppressing Platform.  As Du Chen pushed open the door of the Demon Suppressing Platform, Zijue, who was held in Du Chen's arms, could no longer hold back and cried out with sore eyes.  However, Zijue could no longer cry. No matter how sad he was, the tears could never flow out.  It¡¯s so dark.  Zijue found himself in a dark place. He could still hear Du Chen's breathing, but why couldn't he see it?  Also, why is my heartbeat gone?  Why can¡¯t I scream even though my body is being torn apart and it¡¯s obviously in pain?   On a sunny afternoon, in the Little Mercy Temple, only four-year-old Zijue sat under the eaves, looking at a group of senior brothers doing morning exercises. He tilted his head and asked the host: "Master, why do those children have parents, but I don't?"  "No?" "Because, the master picked it up from the backyard."  "Picked up?" Zijue scratched his bare head, "Then the other children were picked up too?" "Of course not, they have parents." Zhikong replied.  "Then why do I have no parents?" Zijue was confused.  "Master, will you tell me a story about a little monkey?" Zhikong turned around and looked at the confused Zijue with a smile.  "Okay, okay." Zijue immediately became energetic after hearing the story.  "This little monkey has no parents. He jumped out of a stone and was born in Huaguoshan, Aolai Country, Dongsheng China" Since hearing that story, Zijue will think of the monkey named Sun Wukong every day and feels special  sharp.  But this is just a thought after all, and he also knows that he cannot be as powerful as that Sun Wukong.  But the knot in his heart was never resolved until he later picked up Ziwu, who was also abandoned by his parents.  "Master, I have done a lot of wrong things in my life." Under the setting sun, Zhikong sat on the futon, lit an oil lamp in front of him, looked at Zijue who was preparing medicine, and said in a kind voice, "But I think, you two  This should be an opportunity given by God to the master to change his ways. So, Zijue, if one day the master is gone, you brothers will be left to depend on each other. Remember to take good care of Ziwu. " "Well, don't worry, master.  , I will definitely take good care of Ziwu." However, Zijue still raised his head, extremely confused, "But Master, why are Junior Brother Ziwu and I the only ones left?  Are you here?" "There will be a day when we leave." Zhikong stretched out his withered right hand and gently stroked Zijue's little head, "But I will always protect you and let you grow up healthily.  " "Then I also want to protect Ziwu, letHe grew up healthy and healthy.  "Zijue smiled. "In the endless darkness, Zijue could feel that his consciousness had spread, and all the situations in the entire Demon Suppressing Platform were clearly felt by him. Those past memories also appeared one after another.  In the consciousness, it became the last thought. In the end, it disappeared. However, there was always a ray of consciousness that inadvertently floated out of the Demon Suppressing Platform and flew aimlessly in the sky of Changsitai.  Will appear in front of Ziwu. Just like that year, Zhikong was blinded by a ghost in order to protect Zijue. It is also like that year, when Huiqing picked up Zhikong from the lotus pond, he was blinded.  Haunted by wisps of wronged souls, the eroded souls were eventually destroyed. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster updates! ps: [Although I am too busy during the National Day, it is still because of Baigui.  What I wrote was different from the original idea, and the idea was completely disrupted in the middle, so I almost couldn¡¯t write it, so I recently adjusted my mentality and wrote the ending according to the original idea.]
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