Lian Zhibei went quickly and came quickly. When she came back, eight young and strong white lotus believers behind her carried a tall black coffin into the hall.
The coffin is obviously in a turbid mood. In order to avoid any trouble, the coffin was sealed.
If you don’t get it right, you will have a big problem and you can’t release it in the hall. Under Bai Lingmiao’s order, the coffin was moved into the hall chiseled underground. It was originally used to set up the statue of the Goddess of Wusheng.
Do you remember them all?Once the heart is turbid, as long as he forgets us, then my mind will not be mine. That's why I asked you to remember them all on paper. If it really doesn't work, just use a knife to carve them on your body!The impatient voice of the second god kept echoing in the empty hall.
The other people who were responding to the outside nodded, held the brush in their hands tightly, and recorded something quickly on the paper nervously.
If you forget the turbidity of the heart, you can disappear, and if you think about the turbidity of the heart again, you can force the White Lotus Sect to release it.
This situation cannot be too early. If it is too early, it is probably not found. If it is too late, it may cause something else.
Miaomiao, why don’t you... let the white donkey go, you don’t have to go. I heard that it’s scary inside.If there is a three-length and two-length shortness... Chun Xiaoman, who was responsible for responding outside, said worriedly.
Bai Lingmiao looked at the coffin in front of him and shook his head gently. Sister Xiaoman, I am not that weak anymore, and if I don’t go in, how can I bring all the Xinsu out of it by relying on others? Don’t worry, I have a lot of experience in Xinsu.
As the black-blooded coffin nails were lifted out, the coffin board opened, and a man with half a big birthmark on his face dragged his ragged clothes out of it.
Looking around, there was a deep confusion in his eyes, as if he had forgotten who he was and where he was.
All go out, close the door, don't let them see you, remind him with our portrait three days later, and then force him to send us out.Bai Lingmiao said, and walked towards him with a group of white donkeys.
This...what is this?Why am I here?The turbid heart asked Bai Lingmiao.
Bai Lingmiao walked up to him and felt him seriously, ensuring that he was completely reflected in his eyes, a red veil covered his head.
When Xinzhuo took off the red veil again, there was no one around him. He had no surprise on his face at this moment. He had forgotten Bai Lingmiao and Bai Du.
This...what is this?Why am I here?He asked around in a daze.
When he turned around and looked at the same environment, he asked again: What... what is this?Why am I here?
At this moment, Bai Lingmiao had already come out of the dark room with his own people, and the hall outside, even the entire Shangjing City, had completely changed.
The sky was pitch black, leaving everything between seeing and invisible. Large areas of houses were dilapidated and looked extremely desolate, just like the country of Daliang was destroyed. This was the world of turbidity and forgotten.
When we go, we should be careful. Don’t let the people trapped here be tortured long ago, and they are very hostile to the stranger.
Bai Lingmiao walked past this dilapidated imperial city with a white donkey, intending to grab a tongue and ask for directions first.
If there is really a heart here, then according to their special abilities, the people they are trapped here should be very well-known.
The empty journey did not last long, and soon Bai Lingmiao, who had strong perception ability, immediately heard some crazy sounds from inside and outside the Three Palaces.
Alas hahahaha!!Weird, weird, grandson marrying grandmother...
Let's go, here, the sound is coming from here.Bai Lingmiao rushed towards the direction of the sound with the white donkey, and the sounds were still coming over there.
Pigs and sheep sit on the kang, cook in the relative pot... The girl eats the mother's meat, the son plays the father's skin drum... Hey hehe...
The voice seemed to have not expected anyone to come. As he approached quickly, Bai Lingmiao immediately saw the source of the sound.
It was a monk sitting upside down on the lotus seat, his shoulders twitching while saying things that could not be understood.Everyone came to congratulate me, I think it was really bitter... It was really bitter... Hahaha...
When Bai Lingmiao saw Bai Lingmiao wave his hand, the two white donkeys wearing short sleeves in talisman paper immediately pulled open the two iron chains and rushed up.
The chain flew up with the afterimage and wrapped it directly around the monk sitting upside down.
As the chains suddenly stretched, the monk sitting back was instantly tied and fell in front of Bai Lingmiao.
The monk looked very thin and was completely skinny. He seemed to have been crazy. His hands, which were like chicken claws, took out his intestines and turned them one after another like turning Buddhist beads.
Master, have you ever seen Xinsu nearby?If I could help the little girl’s help, I would definitely help the master escape from this sea of suffering after the matter was completed.
Faced with Bai Lingmiao's temptation, the monk seemed to have not heard it and continued to speak nonsense.
...Pigs and sheep sit on the kang, cook in the relatives' pot... The girl eats the mother's meat, and the son plays the father's skin drum...
After asking a few times again, when he saw that the other party still had no reaction, the second god said: No, this guy has been crazy long ago. God knows how long it has been forgotten by the turbid heart.
It seems that if you want to grab your tongue, you have to grab some of the things you have come in in recent years.
Bai Lingmiao did not answer her words, but instead retreated quickly and retreated into the white donkey.Beware!Many people came over behind the dilapidated temple!
As soon as Bai Lingmiao finished speaking, the dilapidated curtains were suddenly lifted up, and a group of weird people with swollen belly and naked bodies rushed towards them like a tide.
Among them were men and women, and endless forgetting drove them all crazy.
When they saw Bai Lingmiao's appearance, these people were even more crazy and rushed forward without fear of life and death.
Formation!Protect the Saint!As the white donkey quickly fought, they were possessed by various possessions and easily blocked these things from the periphery.
However, even if they took off their heads, it still would not help, and there was no death here.
Unlike the disappearance of the way of death before, the people here are still full of madness and killing.
Go here!hurry up!!You stay here, they will only increase!A voice suddenly came from outside.
When Bai Lingmiao quickly sensed the past, he was surprised to find that the person who said this actually knew him. He was once the boss of Senior Brother Li's Superintendent, Tuoba Danqing.
The last time he was dealing with the turbid heart, he was left here.
Judging from his expression, Bai Lingmiao judged that the other party had not been tortured to communicate because he had just been in for a few years and had not been tortured.
Retreat to the southeast and follow the man.
The coffin is obviously in a turbid mood. In order to avoid any trouble, the coffin was sealed.
If you don’t get it right, you will have a big problem and you can’t release it in the hall. Under Bai Lingmiao’s order, the coffin was moved into the hall chiseled underground. It was originally used to set up the statue of the Goddess of Wusheng.
Do you remember them all?Once the heart is turbid, as long as he forgets us, then my mind will not be mine. That's why I asked you to remember them all on paper. If it really doesn't work, just use a knife to carve them on your body!The impatient voice of the second god kept echoing in the empty hall.
The other people who were responding to the outside nodded, held the brush in their hands tightly, and recorded something quickly on the paper nervously.
If you forget the turbidity of the heart, you can disappear, and if you think about the turbidity of the heart again, you can force the White Lotus Sect to release it.
This situation cannot be too early. If it is too early, it is probably not found. If it is too late, it may cause something else.
Miaomiao, why don’t you... let the white donkey go, you don’t have to go. I heard that it’s scary inside.If there is a three-length and two-length shortness... Chun Xiaoman, who was responsible for responding outside, said worriedly.
Bai Lingmiao looked at the coffin in front of him and shook his head gently. Sister Xiaoman, I am not that weak anymore, and if I don’t go in, how can I bring all the Xinsu out of it by relying on others? Don’t worry, I have a lot of experience in Xinsu.
As the black-blooded coffin nails were lifted out, the coffin board opened, and a man with half a big birthmark on his face dragged his ragged clothes out of it.
Looking around, there was a deep confusion in his eyes, as if he had forgotten who he was and where he was.
All go out, close the door, don't let them see you, remind him with our portrait three days later, and then force him to send us out.Bai Lingmiao said, and walked towards him with a group of white donkeys.
This...what is this?Why am I here?The turbid heart asked Bai Lingmiao.
Bai Lingmiao walked up to him and felt him seriously, ensuring that he was completely reflected in his eyes, a red veil covered his head.
When Xinzhuo took off the red veil again, there was no one around him. He had no surprise on his face at this moment. He had forgotten Bai Lingmiao and Bai Du.
This...what is this?Why am I here?He asked around in a daze.
When he turned around and looked at the same environment, he asked again: What... what is this?Why am I here?
At this moment, Bai Lingmiao had already come out of the dark room with his own people, and the hall outside, even the entire Shangjing City, had completely changed.
The sky was pitch black, leaving everything between seeing and invisible. Large areas of houses were dilapidated and looked extremely desolate, just like the country of Daliang was destroyed. This was the world of turbidity and forgotten.
When we go, we should be careful. Don’t let the people trapped here be tortured long ago, and they are very hostile to the stranger.
Bai Lingmiao walked past this dilapidated imperial city with a white donkey, intending to grab a tongue and ask for directions first.
If there is really a heart here, then according to their special abilities, the people they are trapped here should be very well-known.
The empty journey did not last long, and soon Bai Lingmiao, who had strong perception ability, immediately heard some crazy sounds from inside and outside the Three Palaces.
Alas hahahaha!!Weird, weird, grandson marrying grandmother...
Let's go, here, the sound is coming from here.Bai Lingmiao rushed towards the direction of the sound with the white donkey, and the sounds were still coming over there.
Pigs and sheep sit on the kang, cook in the relative pot... The girl eats the mother's meat, the son plays the father's skin drum... Hey hehe...
The voice seemed to have not expected anyone to come. As he approached quickly, Bai Lingmiao immediately saw the source of the sound.
It was a monk sitting upside down on the lotus seat, his shoulders twitching while saying things that could not be understood.Everyone came to congratulate me, I think it was really bitter... It was really bitter... Hahaha...
When Bai Lingmiao saw Bai Lingmiao wave his hand, the two white donkeys wearing short sleeves in talisman paper immediately pulled open the two iron chains and rushed up.
The chain flew up with the afterimage and wrapped it directly around the monk sitting upside down.
As the chains suddenly stretched, the monk sitting back was instantly tied and fell in front of Bai Lingmiao.
The monk looked very thin and was completely skinny. He seemed to have been crazy. His hands, which were like chicken claws, took out his intestines and turned them one after another like turning Buddhist beads.
Master, have you ever seen Xinsu nearby?If I could help the little girl’s help, I would definitely help the master escape from this sea of suffering after the matter was completed.
Faced with Bai Lingmiao's temptation, the monk seemed to have not heard it and continued to speak nonsense.
...Pigs and sheep sit on the kang, cook in the relatives' pot... The girl eats the mother's meat, and the son plays the father's skin drum...
After asking a few times again, when he saw that the other party still had no reaction, the second god said: No, this guy has been crazy long ago. God knows how long it has been forgotten by the turbid heart.
It seems that if you want to grab your tongue, you have to grab some of the things you have come in in recent years.
Bai Lingmiao did not answer her words, but instead retreated quickly and retreated into the white donkey.Beware!Many people came over behind the dilapidated temple!
As soon as Bai Lingmiao finished speaking, the dilapidated curtains were suddenly lifted up, and a group of weird people with swollen belly and naked bodies rushed towards them like a tide.
Among them were men and women, and endless forgetting drove them all crazy.
When they saw Bai Lingmiao's appearance, these people were even more crazy and rushed forward without fear of life and death.
Formation!Protect the Saint!As the white donkey quickly fought, they were possessed by various possessions and easily blocked these things from the periphery.
However, even if they took off their heads, it still would not help, and there was no death here.
Unlike the disappearance of the way of death before, the people here are still full of madness and killing.
Go here!hurry up!!You stay here, they will only increase!A voice suddenly came from outside.
When Bai Lingmiao quickly sensed the past, he was surprised to find that the person who said this actually knew him. He was once the boss of Senior Brother Li's Superintendent, Tuoba Danqing.
The last time he was dealing with the turbid heart, he was left here.
Judging from his expression, Bai Lingmiao judged that the other party had not been tortured to communicate because he had just been in for a few years and had not been tortured.
Retreat to the southeast and follow the man.
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