Infinite Puzzle City

Chapter 437 Return to Fengdu
"Show off! Just go away, and write a poem."

Xiao Ran curled his lips. He could tell from the old man's tone that, except for the one on the Youshan Mountain, he was the biggest in the vast underworld.

"Northern Town Fengdu..."

Xiao Ran thought about it and guessed who it was. He thought, "So it's him, the Great Demon King of Beiyin, the Emperor of Yin, the Emperor of Fengdu? No way, so sloppy?"

But he was too lazy to argue, and looked at the big monk beside him: "I still have time, can you take me to Fengdu City?"

One moment in the world of the living is forty-eight minutes, which is equivalent to three days in the underworld.

It's not easy for me to come here. Now that I'm here, I might as well go to Fengdu to see my cheap fellow apprentices, and by the way... hehe, I should be filial to my good master.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran couldn't hold back any longer.

He always felt that if the Yinshan Taoist was not eliminated, he would sooner or later become a major hidden danger.

But it was not easy for me to kill him directly. After all, there were still three nails in a rotten boat. If I did it directly, I might be counterattacked.

I'm afraid the best outcome would be a lose-lose situation for both sides.

But now it’s different. I hold the power in my hands. If I throw the Yinshan Taoist into the Eighteen Hells, I guarantee he will suffer in ecstasy and death in there, and he won’t be able to do anything to me.

"Master, the Eighteen Levels of Hell will be your home from now on. I will take you to whichever level you want to lie in. I am so filial to you, you must be very happy."

The more Xiao Ran thought about it, the happier he became.

The big monk next to him saw the joy revealed between his brows, counted with his fingers, and couldn't help but sigh, but didn't say anything, and took Xiao Ran straight to Fengdu.

The city of Fengdu is in the north of the underworld, and the city of the dead is in the east of the underworld.

The distance between the two is such that even Sun Wukong would have to fall six or seven somersaults.

But it was different when the big monk was traveling with Xiao Ran. There were golden lotuses under their feet, and they could cover countless miles with one step.

Xiao Ran only needed to follow the big monk and watch the scenery flash by in front of him.

Or rather, it was the feeling of the soft and warm golden lotus on the soles of his feet that gave Xiao Ran a special feeling that made him unconsciously imitate the monk's rhythm.

The big monk noticed this little action, nodded with a smile, and deliberately slowed down his pace to let Xiao Ran see it more clearly.

This time, Xiao Ran imitated it even more closely, and it seemed as if there was an invisible force pushing him forward with his steps.

Of course, it is not as exaggerated as the big monk, but it is many times better than his so-called lightness skill.

It turns out that those who practice martial arts cannot be compared with those who practice Taoism.

In just a moment, the gate of Fengdu City in front of him rapidly enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the big monk slowed down his pace, Xiao Ran's sense of rhythm became stronger, but he always felt like there was a flame burning on the soles of his feet, urging him to walk faster and faster.

When they reached the city gate, Xiao Ran stopped and found that the monk had disappeared.

The monk's voice came to my ears: "In two days, when you arrive at the city gate, I will come to pick you up and take you back."

"Hey, no, why did you leave? I still have something to discuss with you?"

Xiao Ran raised his head and shouted.

It would be fine if I could reach the underworld through the Yin path.

There are enough ghost money and underworld money in the space to make him spend lavishly here.

But the problem was that he was just a ghost now and had nothing. Not to mention squandering in Fengdu City, even if he wanted to pay off the other money owed by Yinshan Taoist, it would not be enough.

How can I deal with Yinshan Taoist now?
"Someone has already prepared it for you, just do it."

The big monk's voice came again, as if he already knew the purpose of Xiao Ran calling him, but he didn't say what it was, leaving Xiao Ran confused.

"Has someone prepared it for me?"

"Who is it? Could it be Chongshan and the others? I feel embarrassed to take money from them again. I haven't paid them back last time."

Just when Xiao Ran was confused, he heard someone calling him from behind: "Sir, Sir, you are really here, Sir!!"

At first Xiao Ran didn't realize that he was being called. When he turned around, he recognized that the person who was calling him was the boss of the caravan when he came to Fengdu last time.

"Why are you here?"

"Of course I am waiting here for you. Just now, someone told me to wait here for you, saying that you will be here soon and asked me to be ready."

The boss of the caravan looked at Xiao Ran with a flattering expression, and enthusiastically bowed to Xiao Ran and said, "I didn't expect you to come so soon. It's just right. I have prepared a banquet. Please come to the banquet."

Now Xiao Ran was even more confused, and he looked the boss of the caravan up and down.

Suddenly his face darkened: "How is my master now?"

The boss couldn't help but shudder when he heard this, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

"Why, you let him go?"

Xiao Ran narrowed his eyes. They had agreed at the beginning that he would ask the boss to arrest Yinshan Taoist and beat him to death before he would give him the other half of the money.

But now the boss suddenly came here to wait for me, asking me about my well-being and preparing wine and a banquet.

He also said that someone had specifically asked him to wait for him here. Xiao Ran knew with just a little thought that something had happened to the Yinshan Taoist.

Sure enough, the boss was speechless for a moment when he heard Xiao Ran's question: "No... no... it wasn't me who put it there, it was... yes, yes..."

"Did he run away on his own?"

The boss waved his hand and quickly took out a golden invitation from his arms.

"look."

Xiao Ran took the post doubtfully and opened it to take a look.

There was only a seal on it. Xiao Ran couldn't understand the font on the seal, but he could feel the strong sense of oppression. After closing the seal, Xiao Ran looked at the boss and said, "So, someone took him away. When and who?"

"Just a while ago, a boy came and took out this thing. He wanted to take the old man away, and said that you would be here soon. He asked me to wait for you here and give you this post. In addition, he asked me to bring you a message."

"what?"

"With this note, you can exchange it for 30,000 ghost money at the bank in Fengdu. Karma will cancel each other out, and there will be no debt between you."

"Well, that's a good saying: cause and effect offset each other, and neither owes the other anything." Xiao Ran burst into laughter when he heard this.

This old thief, Yinshan Taoist, has been harming me time and again, but this old thief's methods and strength are both very good and far superior to mine.

I finally caught his little tail, and now he has been rescued. Who knows how much trouble he will bring me in the future.

But it's too late for Xiao Ran to chase after him now.

I don’t even know who the other party is.

"Whose seal is this?" Xiao Ran opened the post in his hand again and asked the boss.

"You don't know him?" The boss was stunned and looked at Xiao Ran in surprise.

"I can't read."

"Oh."

After hearing this answer, the boss was relieved and explained to Xiao Ran: "This seal is the seal of Emperor Jijie, the ghost king of Dushuo Mountain."

"Oh, it turns out it's him."

Xiao Ran suddenly realized that he had heard this name several times before. For example, the evil demons in the Zhenxian Temple last time were the disciples of the Six-Faced Ghost King under the command of Emperor Jie.

There is also Liumu. This guy is directing his sword. Without any main god to worship, he deceives his main priest, Emperor Jie.

So the name Xiao Ran was very familiar to him, but he didn't expect that the other party would have any connection with him.

"Hey, forget it."

Xiao Ran wanted to curse in his heart and greet all the ancestors of this Emperor Jiejie.

But it was boring when I thought about it. I really couldn't do anything to others. Thirty thousand ghost money was a windfall, which just solved my urgent need.

Instead of just talking nonsense, it's better to do something practical.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran's face was filled with smiles and he looked at the boss in front of him.

"What did you just say?"

"Ah?" The boss was stunned and scratched his head, but he was smart enough. When he saw the smile on Xiao Ran's face, he knew that the matter was over.

He quickly said, "I have prepared a banquet, please give me the honor of being here."

"Then I'll be grateful for your kindness. Also, can you please invite a few of my fellow apprentices to come? I haven't seen them for a long time, and I miss them very much."

"I have already sent someone to invite him."

"That's good, let's go."

"Sir, please come this way..."

Xiao Ran followed the boss to the restaurant. On the way, Xiao Ran figured it out. No wonder the big monk didn't follow him. No matter whether it was his cheap junior brothers or the ghost merchant boss, they were not of the same level after all. They would not lower themselves by sitting down to eat and drink with these little ghosts.

But I am different. My future foundation is here. This is the capital that will enable Qiqi Pavilion to compete with Penglai Tower, Donglongfang, and even Changchun Society in the future.

No matter what the future holds, you cannot escape from these four words: wealth, partner, law and land.

At the same time, on the only way to Fengdu City.

The big monk sat cross-legged on a stone with a smile on his face, his hands clasped together and his eyes staring straight ahead.

Probably less than a cup of tea later, a round bronze pot appeared at the end of the road.

This big pot had two long hairy legs, and it made clanging sounds when it ran on the ground. In just one or two steps, it had already arrived in front of the big monk.

Only when the huge one-eye on the pot saw the monk did it slow down its pace.

"Meng Po, you shouldn't come here at this time."

The big monk stretched out his hand to block the way and looked at the big pot in front of him with a smile.

Meng Po's scolding came from the cauldron: "You bald donkey, don't ruin my good deeds. Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you."

"Namo Amitabha, well done, well done."

The big monk didn't waste any words. He raised his hand and took out a scroll of Buddhist decrees from his sleeve and threw it into Meng Po's pot.

After about ten seconds, Meng Po sighed with reluctance.

"Forget it. Since this old fellow has issued an edict, I will not force him. But Master, I have an unreasonable request."

"Please say."

"Give this package to that boy and ask him to take it to me. It will be a wish of mine."

A black cloth bag was thrown out of the big pot and fell into the hands of the big monk.

"The poor monk remembers it."

"Hey!" A sigh was heard from the cauldron: "You guys are really wicked for this job. This kid will probably hate you to death in the future."

Listening to the sighing sound from the cauldron, the monk placed one hand on his chest and said: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

(End of this chapter)