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"Quickly send him to the hospital…"
“... No... She's out of breath…"
The remaining words seemed to drift away like ghosts until nothing could be heard…
In the inner cabinet of Daoqing Temple, in a hidden room, a person sat. It was Master Dipamkara!
The four scarecrows looked at the incense burner and their brows lit up. They shouted,"Ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes…" After saying that, he sprinkled ashes on the four straws, and in an instant, all the scarecrows were ignited.
Outside the hidden room, Murong Hua and Nan Guo looked at the scene in the basin and smiled complacently…
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The reporters from H City, the so-called paparazzi, arrived at 7:10 p. m. (Super Second Young Master Meng Rong died mysteriously. Is this true?)）
Haha, it looks like I'll make a killing once this issue is published. Did you see it with your own eyes?”a middle-aged man in his thirties muttered.
"Head... I only saw the ambulance heading over, and the super-rich man kept touching his second young master's people. There seemed to be three beautiful women among them, and the same was true…" Such a conversation was playing out in a certain newspaper.
In the Meng family's super villa, there was an exclusive private hospital. Hundreds of doctors in white coats were gathered in an emergency room. They did not move and were only in a daze helplessly. They looked at the body on the bed, and the corners of their mouths turned white. They shook their heads and finally covered it with a white cloth.
In the resuscitation room, the four emergency beds were all covered with white sheets. When the doctors opened the resuscitation door, two familiar old faces were Meng Rong and his wife. They asked the chief doctor anxiously, but the chief doctor only shook his head helplessly.
" Second Young Master Meng Dong and the other three women's hearts have stopped beating. It seems like there were no signs of life when they came…My body is already cold." Upon hearing the chief physician's words, Meng Rong's wife, Wang Lin, fainted. Tears were still flowing from the corners of her eyes.
Meng Rong hugged his wife, Wang Lin, and was also in tears. Meng Xiwen lowered his head. In the side hall of the super villa, Jin Zhu lay on the bed and wiped his tears. He thought about how good Young Master Ting had been to him. He couldn't believe that Young Master Ting would die so suddenly. He had a strange body and was invulnerable.
In the small area of the dog house, the Jade Emperor looked at the bone in the jade bowl with his head drooping. He had no intention of eating it at all. It was as if he was inspired by it. The Jade Emperor felt that his little master had left him.
At 8:30 pm, a large group of reporters surrounded the Meng family's super villa. They seemed to want to ask about the Meng family's special issue. The mysterious death of the son of the super rich Meng Rong spread throughout H City almost overnight.
As the night slowly deepened and the myriad of lights were extinguished one by one, there was such a strange place.
The dark track could also be considered a walkway. There was no sunlight or moon here, only the unique light formed by the surroundings. On both sides of this walkway, there were endless mountains and wilderness. It was as if they were all in front of him. The noisy noise made the entire walkway not so empty.
It must be some ghosts, but they were walking on this only track with their physical bodies. Someone was practicing "I'm not reconciled…"
"I don't deserve to die…"
"I am a good person…"
"I'm only thirty years old…"
"I was assassinated!"
Hearing these strange noises, there was a stone tablet not far from the crowd in front of them. The stone tablet stood at the side of the walkway and was printed on the mountain. In the middle of it were four large white words.
"The Netherworld…Damn it…Why are you here?" Otherwise, Meng Ting was also among this group of wandering souls. He couldn't figure it out at all. He just had an inexplicable feeling.”Thinking of this, a cold iron door appeared on the stone tablet, looking extremely majestic.
A few strange-looking monsters walked out from inside. One of them had a twisted face and looked terrifying. He walked in the middle of the monsters and pushed open the cold iron door. Inside the door, there was an endless roar.
"Ghosts…Hello, welcome to the underworld... Let me introduce myself…When I was alive, my surname was Lei. Everyone here calls me Brother Lei, but I like you to call me Thunder God!”Meng Ting heard the ghost's words. Not only did it look terrifying, but it also looked funny. It was indeed shocking.
He heaved a sigh of relief.
"Go to the side…Thunder God, thunder your grandpa…" The person who dared to speak like this was none other than Meng Ting. He circulated his spiritual energy and sent the ghost flying ten meters away.
The rest of the ghosts were completely confused. In the Netherworld, it seemed that no one had ever died. No one dared to do this. Even if they resisted, they didn't have the ability to say,"Thunder God Head, are you okay?"”A ghost hurriedly picked up the Thunder God who hadn't been sent flying.
Brother Thunder God stood up and glanced at the people around him. He then looked at Meng Ting with fear. When that strange spiritual energy attacked, he had already set up a protective barrier. However, it was completely unable to resist it. Who was this person with such great power?
“... You... Who are you?" Although he was afraid, Thunder God, as a messenger who had been escorting ghosts for a long time, had some self-control.
"Cut the crap…Take me to see your Zhong Kui, why am I here?”This was something that Meng Ting was depressed about. After coming to the Netherworld, he had recovered his powers of rebirth. After reincarnation, he was already immortal. He had died dozens of times and still hadn't died. How did he end up here? Was he really dead?
When the Thunder God's Envoy heard this, he dared to call out the name of King Yama. Who was this person? He pulled the bell on his pants. In about a few seconds, two strange ghosts appeared. One had a big head like a cow, and the other had a horse's face. With a glance, he knew who they were.
"Bull head…Horse Face? F * ck... Take me to Zhong Kui, or I'll crush you!”As Meng Ting spoke, he stomped his foot angrily, causing the earth to tremble. The moment Ox-Head and Horse-Face came out, they flashed because a canyon-like crack had appeared in front of them.
After flashing to Thunder God's side, the surrounding wandering souls and ghosts looked at Meng Ting's golden body and the closing canyon. They were all shocked. Ox-Head and Horse-Face bowed respectfully to Meng Ting and said,""Great Immortal, please calm down. I'll bring you to see the King of Hell now…"
When Meng Ting heard Ox-Head and Horse-Face's words, he was unhappy and stomped his foot again. 'Zhong Kui is Zhong Kui. Come to hell for me. Where were you when Zhong Kui was with me during the Pangu era…' And see the King of Hell…F * ck, if it wasn't for the Jade Emperor, would I have died?”
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At this moment, in a stone building in King Yama's Palace, there was a square table on the first floor. There was a square chair on the table. At this moment, a person was sitting on it. He was dressed in a simple black robe. A sharp and unique majesty was revealed between his eyebrows. He was quietly feeling the vibrations of the table…He couldn't help but smile.
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to be continued
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