Chapter 856

Chong Sheng Temple was being renovated, so the three of them first moved to another small temple. The Reverend was a person of virtue and prestige, so he still had this bit of face. After dispersing the monks who were originally here, the Reverend personally arranged a magic formation to protect the bodies of the three. Then, the three of them sat cross-legged together.

"Amitabha, follow the Poor Monk."

After saying that, the Reverend closed his eyes, and a wisp of green smoke rose from his brow. The soul had turned into vapor, and the intangible was better than the tangible. This was an extremely high realm, and at the same time, it was also a realm of great fearlessness and great inaction.

Su Yuhang's soul walked out of his body. After waiting for a while for Fu Gui, the two souls followed the Reverend's green smoke and walked towards the crack ahead.

"Buzz!"

As they passed through the crack, there was a great pulling force in the surroundings. Because Fu Gui had yet to prove his Dao, the Reverend and Su Yuhang supported him from the left and right. After a quarter of an hour, the souls of the three safely passed through the crack.

Immediately after, the souls of the three transformed into their own figures.

Above their heads was the mysterious arrangement of the starry sky, and below their feet was the layout of the Ten Directional Hells. Perhaps, the Warlocks of the Great Qin who arranged this battlefield two thousand years ago would not have thought that their actions would lead to all kinds of legends about Hell in the future. Even from a fantasy perspective, these legends far surpassed the legends of the Great Qin Empire of the past.

Xu Fugui bent down and used his soul to perceive the ground. This was a land of emotions, because it had been soaked in countless blood, and a shocking massacre had taken place here.

Fu Gui did not know what the final outcome would be. Would the Qin army be completely annihilated here, or would they successfully annihilate a group of listeners who came here?

But no matter what the outcome was, everything that happened here would not have any impact on the final outcome.

In other words, the story here could be summarized as "I've been here, I've fought, and I've sacrificed."

The Great Master put his palms together and silently chanted the Heart Sutra. He was carrying out a purgatory, but it was clear that this purgatory did not have much effect, because there were no longer any substantial dead souls here, and the remnant wills that had been left behind after two thousand years of tempering were not something that could be purged so easily.

Su Yuhang's gaze wandered back and forth. In fact, he should be the most cultured of the three, but in reality, it seemed that this kind of thing would only appear in people who were half-baked and liked to show off. Just as Fu Gui and the Reverend were reminiscing about the past and present, Su Yuhang was more composed, and also more practical.

He was searching and observing to see if there was anything he needed in this ancient battlefield that would be called hell by later generations.

After a while.

After the Grandmaster finished, Xu Fugui slowly straightened his back.

The three of them walked side by side through the ancient battlefield.

There weren't many corpses because this ancient battlefield wasn't completely isolated from the outside world. Therefore, over the past two thousand years, countless random things had been sucked into this place. Who knew how many things that were originally here had also flowed out of this place. However, there were still some broken fingers and broken weapons that could be seen from time to time.

"Back then, they should have won here." The Reverend analyzed, "So the Qin army cleaned up the corpses of their comrades after the victory."

Xu Fugui nodded. That should be the case, because according to the traces left here, at least ten big-shot listeners from both sides had fought here. In reality, the number might have been even higher. Sometimes, the Qin army did indeed use military formations and numbers to fight the other side with casualties. Therefore, if they were defeated here, there would definitely be a lot of Qin corpses left behind. Even if a lot of them had flowed out over the past two thousand years, looking at the small number of broken weapons here, if nothing unexpected happened, the Qin army should have won here.

However, a partial victory couldn't change the outcome of the entire situation. After all, the three people present knew that although the big-name audience seemed precious, it was nothing more than a product manufactured batch by batch on the assembly line for the radio station.

Leaving aside the remnants of the battlefield, there were actually more random things here. Perhaps they had been sucked in by chance through the cracks. There were Greek sculptures, as well as Eastern ornaments.

But there really weren't many valuable things here.

Su Yuhang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, as if he had come in high spirits and returned in disappointment.

The Reverend and Xu Fugui had come with the mentality of a "field trip". It was similar to visiting a history museum, so they weren't very utilitarian. The two walked around and looked around, feeling that it was a kind of enjoyment.

All of a sudden, Su Yuhang stopped in his tracks and pointed at his feet.

"There's something below. It should be a coffin."

"There's a coffin?" Xu Fugui came over with interest. Honestly speaking, although there were many kinds of things in Hell, there had never been any truly exquisite ones. The three were still looking forward to some other harvest.

Su Yuhang released his soul power, and the dust and rocks below him drifted away, revealing the surface of the stone coffin.

The Reverend squatted down to examine it carefully, then shook his head. "It's another imported item. It looks like it's from Central Asia. Looking at the patterns and carvings, it should be something from the ancient Western Regions."

This meant that this coffin wasn't something left behind from the Qin Dynasty's battlefield, but had been absorbed from some unknown place.

Su Yuhang was a little disappointed, but he still used his soul power to directly open the lid of the stone coffin. No matter what, he had to open it and take a look.

The stone coffin was opened, revealing the true appearance inside.

A woman with a pretty face was lying there without a sound.

Her appearance was perfectly preserved, but in fact, she had existed for at least a thousand years. Her value was definitely higher than that of the so-called Ancient Loulan Corpse.

But Su Yuhang and the other two weren't here for archaeology, so to them, it really wasn't worth much.

"Hmm, an ancient corpse, hehe …" After saying that, the Reverend laughed again. "It's an ancient corpse that has been cursed. Interesting, interesting. This female corpse has already become a zombie. Although there are no direct restrictions from the laws of Heaven and Earth in this place, the residual killing intent on this ancient battlefield is too heavy, so she doesn't dare to wake up.

Now that the three of us are here, she even more doesn't dare to wake up. Haha, she's just pretending to be asleep. "

The Reverend laughed freely.

Then, the Reverend pretended to be compassionate.

"Amitabha, this coffin isn't old enough."

Xu Fugui nodded. "Heh, this woman's stomach still has something in it. It's a pity that it's really not old enough. If we didn't encounter it in this place, it would really be a midnight snack if we encountered it under normal circumstances."

"That's the source of the curse. It was implanted by the person who cursed her. It's usually a seed or a small worm, and the technique is very similar to the Miao Jiang's Gu rearing. But Fugui, you're right. If this thing was old enough, it would indeed taste good in wine. It's a pity that it's still not old enough. It would be a waste to use it to make wine. "

At this moment, Su Yuhang's expression suddenly changed. He said, "Silence!" Soon after, Su Yuhang sighed. "Forget it, it's too late."

After saying that, Su Yuhang waved his hand, and the coffin lid flipped back over to cover the coffin.

Su Yuhang's expression also seemed a little ugly.

"What's wrong?" The Reverend was a little confused.

"Let's go take a look at other places," Su Yuhang said as he walked in another direction. He didn't explain his behavior just now.

"Let's split up and look. It'll be too troublesome if the three of us stay together," Xu Fugui suggested.

The Reverend and Su Yuhang nodded, and then the three of them split up.

About ten minutes later, Xu Fugui's figure returned. His tiptoeing appearance looked a little clumsy, but it was also a little cute, like a simple and honest uncle next door. Of course, what Xu Fugui didn't know was that twenty years later, people would uniformly call him next-door Old Wang.

Xu Fugui looked to the other side. His figure was actually still wandering over there, while Su Yuhang and the Reverend had already walked far away. He rubbed his chin worriedly.

"That move I learned from the Reverend should be useful, right? Forget it, it doesn't matter if it's the original self or the true self. In any case, Su Yuhang is also a soul in this godforsaken place, and with the suppression of the enormous remnant consciousness, he shouldn't be able to tell which is the original self and which is the original self.

Whatever, let's see how my godson is doing first.

This is really strange. Little guy, I didn't expect to meet you in this godforsaken place even though you weren't even born yet. Don't tell me you'll be unlucky enough to become a listener in the future? Hmm, that's right, your parents are both listeners. Unless they left you in an orphanage to fend for yourself when you were young, the chances of you not being affected by karma and becoming a listener are really low. "

Xu Fugui carefully prepared to lift the coffin while continuing to talk to himself:

"It seems that this ancient battlefield's boundary isn't that simple. The warlocks of the Qin dynasty really did have some skill. This boundary should be infinitely close to the story world created by the broadcast. It can actually change the flow of time between here and the main world outside."

As he spoke, Xu Fugui carefully opened the coffin lid without making a sound. He squatted down and put his head above it, carefully staring at the female corpse in the coffin again.

"Shh, your dad is gone."

Xu Fugui put his index finger to his lips and made a 'shush' gesture. In his eyes, there was currently another soul inside the female corpse, or rather, another gaze.

He believed that it should be a baby, because it was too difficult for Fu Gui to imagine what Su Bai would look like in twenty years.

When he thought that he could actually see his godson so early in advance, before his godson was even born, Fu Gui's heart really bloomed with joy.

"Shh, your dad is gone. Shh, shh, shh, shh … Little ancestor, hurry up and pee!"

Xu Fugui kept whispering softly, imagining himself coaxing his godson and peeing for him.

He himself was enjoying it,

Unable to extricate himself.