I have a room in Huangquan

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His eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that Pangpang was worthy of being a cunning Sao monk, who could think of a way to deal with anything that came to him.

"and many more!"

At this moment, Pangpang suddenly stopped him: "Go to the left!"

Ding Xiaoyi pointed the camera to the left, and saw a huge medicine cabinet on the left.

"Living Soul Grass, Mingyinsha, Chehezi..."

Pangpang looked at the medicine cabinet in front of him and couldn't help but his eyes brightened: "These are all good things. Take them all away. It's a waste to keep them anyway. Just treat them as Chai Rong's dowry."

Seeing the radiant eyes of Chubby, Ding Xiaoyi certainly wouldn't let it go, he directly took down the entire medicine cabinet, stuffed it into his spiritual energy space, and made alchemy for Lu Lao when he went back.

Then Fatty pointed to the bookshelf on the left and said: "I want this bookshelf too. The bookshelf made of Jingshen wood, it would be a pity to stay here and eat dirt."

Ding Xiaoyi was also unambiguous, and took it away without leaving a single book above.

Take it back as an extracurricular reading for Ding Peng.

"There's also this painting, Tang Bohu's original work, which counts as my labor fee this time."

Fatty squinted his eyes to examine the sundries in front of him, unwilling to let go of anything of value.

Chapter 600: The leader goes to hell

"Look at the closet!"

Ding Xiaoyi opened the closet according to his words, and saw Pang Pang staring at it for a long time, then he was disappointed and said: "Well, this old woman is very stingy, she doesn't even prepare two pieces of underwear."

When Ding Xiaoyi heard that there was a black line on his forehead, he thought it was some treasure.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them ransacked all the corners of the room, and the results were not small, but they didn't find anything special.

"Where is the thing in Chai Rong?"

Seeing that there was nothing there, he could only walk out of the thatched cottage with a depressed face.

Just about to turn off the video screen, when leaving the hut, Pangpang suddenly called him: "Wait a minute, Xiaoyi!"

"what?"

Ding Xiaoyi was about to lift up the phone, but he heard a fat and fierce scream: "Don't move, don't move at all!"

In the shot, a medicine canister on a bonfire appears in the shot, and the fire below has long since burned out.

The lid of the medicine jar is still open, and there are still a few dead grasses on the table.

Burnet elm, licorice, coix seed, cooked and dried rehmannia glutinosa, Chuanxiong, notopterygium, Atractylodes tuckahoe, pinellia

In front of the camera, Fatty stared at the remaining medicines on the table with wide eyes. After silently reciting the names of these medicines in his heart, the expression on his face gradually became stiff and even paler.

"go!"

"Hurry up! Fucking mother-in-law Meng, I know she has no good intentions, Xiaoyi don't look at anything, don't think about anything, just go!"

Pangpang yelled at the camera, and Ding Xiaoyi was also terrified. He had never seen Pangpang lose his composure before. He just activated the invisibility technique and ran out quickly.

My heart became more and more panicked, my heart was pounding, and I felt that even the peach trees in front of me became weird.

Until he quietly took out the household department.

Looking at the phone again, Pangpang has already withdrawn from the connection with him.

Just when he was a little overwhelmed.

The whole dead city trembled.

A ray of Buddha's light rose through the sky, turned into a vast sun, and rushed straight to the prison of the dead city, like a brilliant and strange light, went straight to the depths of the underworld.

"That is!!"

Ding Xiaoyi was dumbfounded for a moment, of course he recognized that it was Chubby's figure, but he had no idea what Chubby was going to do

Why did he suddenly run into the depths of Huangquan?

Just as he was horrified, the phone was beeping continuously, and the whole group was blown away.

What are you doing? ?Fatty, you are full, you are going to die in vain! !The bad old man naturally felt something in his heart at the first moment, and hurriedly scolded in the group.

Fatty, that golden light just now is you, Fatty Brother?What are you doing in hell? ?

Liao Qiu asked in the group that he just saw a golden Buddha's light passing through the heads of the defenders and heading straight to the depths of the underworld.

Seeing this news, the old man couldn't sit still.

The figure turned into thousands of afterimages in an instant, and went straight to the Yellow Spring Sluice deep in the Yellow Spring, trying to prevent Fatty from going out.

At the same time, he asked in the group: You sand sculpture, you are crazy!It's not the time to think about going out.

But no matter how you ask or say in the group, Pang Pang will not reply at all.

Looking at the frantically refreshed records in the group, Ding Xiaoyi instantly had an extremely ominous premonition.

They seem to have fallen into some kind of trap by Meng Po? Pangpang must have looked so flustered.

But the question is what exactly? ?Can Pang Pang, the majestic leader of the nether world, even a person who has already been called a Buddha desperately want to escape from the netherworld.

Full of doubts, he felt that he should be fat, and he even wanted to go back immediately to see what it was? It made Pangpang so terrified.

It's just that when he just activated the invisibility technique and turned around to go to the house? A bloody light suddenly pierced the sky, it was a man with eight arms.

Bare to the upper body? Barefoot to both feet, a piece of bright red silk floats lightly around him.

The man landed in front of the household department, and suddenly there was a surge of air? Ding Xiaoyi didn't even react? He was directly pushed away by a huge force.

I don't know how many things were broken

"I pay my respects to the Great Demon King of the sixth day."

All the government offices of the household department rushed out from the door and kowtowed in front of the man. These household officials who usually rely on the favor of their mothers are now facing the sixth day of the big devil's presence, and they are like chickens eating rice. , His face was full of fear and anxiety.

However, this great demon king flicked his fingers, squeezed out a piece of red light and threw out his fingers. Immediately, the entire household was imprisoned by a thick circle of blood.

At the same time, two lights and shadows appeared in the depths of Huangquan almost in tandem.

"Open the door!"

"stop!"

The figures of Fat Pang and the old man appeared in the air, but the old man reached out and grabbed the figure in cassock in front of him.

The big hand grabbed it, and the surrounding sky collapsed, and the terrible breath seemed to turn everything around into nothingness.

"Amitabha!"

Facing the old man's protruding hand, he could only see the Buddha's light rising, and the figure just flicked his cassock lightly, and a wave of Buddha's light visible to the naked eye immediately blocked him back.

"You are crazy. Now is not the time for you to be born. If you go out now, it will only speed up your fall."

The bad old man went crazy in a hurry, he didn't know what kind of medicine this old friend had taken wrongly, so he was in a hurry to leave.

If that day really comes, I will never stop him, and even silently bless him.

But right now, definitely not at that time, when he goes out, the power in his body will only be wiped away by the world, and it may even cause a huge catastrophe.

"Don't ask, don't worry, just stay away from me."

In the brilliant Buddha's light, Fat Pang looked silent, showing no intention of stopping. He looked at Patriarch Xuehe who was sitting in front of the frozen gate, and said coldly, "Open the gate!"

The ancestor of Xuehe opened his eyes, and just sneered when he saw this, he called out his two big knives and held them in the palm of his hand: "You tell me to open it, and I will open it, don't I?"

"Open the door!"

Before he finished speaking, Pangpang waved his sleeves and swept towards Patriarch Xuehe with a cold face.

"Boom!"

A long-lasting Buddha bell roared, and the magnificent dharma body emerged in this piece of heaven and earth, with fingers pointing up to the sky and down to the yellow spring, standing quietly like an immortal Buddha, with a vast and inviolable sacred solemnity.

Sweeping lightly, the frozen Yellow Spring in front of you exploded with a bang, and the misty mist stirred, and the whole world was filled with a layer of water vapor, and then countless Buddha brilliances were sprayed out and flashed with various brilliance.

Just now he responded with a sneer, the blood river patriarch who was about to pretend to be 13 was instantly blown away, this is not his blood sea after all, and his strength is far worse than before.

What's more, Pangpang in front of him is not in the mood to watch him pretend to be 13 at the moment.

"what!!"

Immediately there was a scream, and the ancestor of Xuehe fell to the ground spitting blood, completely slapped half to death by Fatty.

With only one breath remaining, he raised his head and cursed: "Hey, you are serious!!"

In the past, Pangpang might still be skinny, but today he is not in that mood, and there are only two words in his mouth: "Open the door!"

"Open your big egg!"

The ancestor of Xuehe kept vomiting blood, but he glared at the Nether leader in front of him with scarlet eyes. He only hated that this was Huangquan instead of a sea of ​​blood, otherwise today he would risk his life and make this bald donkey pay the price.

Seeing that the fat body is full of Buddha light, the dharma body behind him is more pure and sacred, as if the surroundings have turned into a Buddhist world, the Buddha light shines everywhere, and the brilliance is overwhelming!

Apparently at this moment, Fatty had murderous intentions. Seeing this, the bad old man stood silently in front of the blood river patriarch, and saw the fish intestine sword whirling out of the bamboo basket and landed in his hand.

The three-foot sword light aroused murderous intent, and a strong wind blew, making his white hair dance wildly, as if the Great Demon King of the Northern Emperor, who made the gods of the remote earth tremble, had returned.

The Buddha and the devil faced each other, their faces were expressionless and emotionless, but under the complicated eyes, they seemed to have made up their minds to kill each other, and a cold light flashed in their eyes.

At this moment, a golden light in the distance appeared in front of the two of them as if tearing apart the void.

"boom!"

Once the golden light appeared in the world, the mighty power subsided, majestic, majestic and divine, and the breath it emitted made people want to knock down.

Even the monstrous nature of the pair of Buddhas in front of them, the demon king, was suppressed.

"It's late!" Seeing this golden glow, Fatty smiled wryly, but he was still a step too late.

According to the order of Emperor Dongyue Tianqi Rensheng, the leader of the Nether world disturbed the dead city, against the sky and without law, without the law of the king, and ordered him to be imprisoned No. 18 Hell, facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes, 800 years, hereby!

In the golden light, a page of decree was slowly unfolded, the brilliance became more and more brilliant, and the solemn and cold voice echoed throughout the Youtu.

"No! It's just a misunderstanding!"

The old man's complexion changed. If he was really suppressed in the Eighteen Hells for 800 years, the day lily would be cold when Pang Pang came out. He was anxious, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said:

"There must be something hidden in this, and I ask the emperor to take back the decree."

"Bold!!"

A golden light from the decree hit the old man badly, even Fengdu Beidi's eyes were blackened by this golden light, and the Yugu Sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

"Jingle Bell"

At this moment, the handwriting on the decree turned into golden iron chains that suddenly flew out of the decree and bound them to the fat limbs.

This is the power of authority, and there is no room for Pangpang to resist, his limbs tightened, and even the huge and solemn Dharma body was suppressed, revealing his original true face.

"Why bother!" A sigh came, and at some point, the old man Guisong had already arrived with thirty thousand hussars.

Seeing the emperor's decree to suppress the Nether leader, he couldn't help but sighed a long time.

Fat Pang looked calm about this, as if he was not surprised by this result at all, and he didn't even bother to look at the bad old man and the others, and closed his eyes without saying a word.

"Take it away!"

The old man Guisong waved his hand, signaling for Huo Dou to bring the Nether leader back to the City of Death.

"and many more!"

The bad old man regained some strength, and said to Guisong old man, "I want to go back together."

However, the old man Guisong shook his head, refused him politely, and said: "The emperor said, as the leader of a sect, the leader of the Netherworld is in vain to be angry, and he is facing the wall to think about his mistakes, and no one else is allowed to visit him. Beidi, you should go back."

After speaking, the old man Guisong glanced at the ancestor of Xuehe who was vomiting blood on the ground, curled his lips and said: "The emperor issued another command, Xuehe has done a good job in obstructing this time, and the previous punishment can be avoided, so go back to the sea of ​​blood to recuperate."

Chapter 6 and One: Three Nails

The old man Guisong took Pangpang away.

From the beginning to the end, Pangpang closed his eyes without saying a word, without explanation, without reason, not even saying goodbye to the old man, and quietly closed his eyes, allowing the old man Guisong to take him away.

Seeing everyone walking away, the ancestor of Xuehe grinned loudly: "800 years, hahahaha, 800 years, this bald donkey deserves to be here today, hahahaha!"

Patriarch Xuehe looked up to the sky and laughed, as if there was no happier time than today.

But at this moment, there was a gust of wind in the air, and the old man's casserole-sized fist hit the ancestor of Xuehe like a torrential rain.