Chapter 232 Skull Monk

Just as Li Chuan was thinking about this, suddenly a flat boat in the distance attracted Li Chuan's attention. Then Li Chuan was overjoyed. After so many days, he finally saw other objects except Huangshui. It was really a little surprised and inexplicable. After carefully identifying and confirming that there was someone on the boat, Li Chuan drove at full speed. The slowly drifting flat boat quickly swept away.

Li Chuan is eager to know what kind of world this is and how there is such a vast water, and the color of the water is not good. Although it is not a big deal if he has soaked in the water, the color and complete stillness are strange enough.

The Bianzhou looked at the distance, but Li Chuan increased his speed with all his strength and reached the limit, but found that the distance was really a little far. It has been several hours. Even Li Chuan can't stand it, but Bianzhou still has a considerable distance from him, and the figure on the boat is still motionless. Slowly floating on the yellow water.

According to common sense, you can see the people on the boat, so the people on the boat can also see themselves, but why do they see themselves rushing in his direction without any reaction? Everything here is unpredictable and can't be used for common sense.

The speed of the boat was not fast, but Li Chuan's speed was at its maximum. The two directions were facing each other, and the distance gradually approached. When Li Chuan could see all the scenery on the boat, a Sanskrit bosom friend came, which made Li Chuan very puzzled.

The voice of this Sanskrit singing is very empty, and there is a feeling of purifying people's hearts. This feeling is full of the compassion of Buddhism, which makes people feel warm and comfortable after listening to it.

"There is no Amitabha at night, Amilidupo, Amili, Amiri, Amili, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita, Amita

Now Li Chuan's distance from the boat is no longer very far, but it is also under the visual range measurement. If it can really come to the front of the boat, it will take several hours to reach it according to Li Chuan's estimate. Now there are all this kind of Sanskrit sounds around Li Chuan, and the previous sobs, howls and other sounds have been swinging. It was cleaned up, and now the area shrouded by Sanskrit sound has ripples on the surface of the water.

This is really magical. Li Chuan couldn't help but have a strong interest in this boat. He can clearly see the figure on the boat wearing a robe, a colorful lotus under his body, a golden bowl in front of him, a nine-cobalt Capricorn grinding pestle in his left hand, and a two-headed wooden fish lying quietly on the side of the bowl, and the monk The man's right hand is beating the wooden fish. At the bow of the boat, a pot of incense burner quietly emitted a stream of green smoke, and the three pillars of fragrance burned quietly, and the smoke lingered everywhere.

The people on the boat also seemed to find Li Chuan's existence. They looked this way and immediately startled Li Chuan. He saw that the man's face was gray. Because he was wearing a monk's hat on his head, Li Chuan didn't see anything at all before, but now he can see it clearly. There is a skeleton on his face. Look carefully at the man's hand, which is also a snow-white bone.

Suddenly, Li Chuan's scalp was numb and he became a skeleton. How could he continue to survive? The Sanskrit sound is clearly from him. Isn't it that he sings Sanskrit, but what magic weapon will make Sanskrit sound by itself? How to explain the sound of tapping the wooden fish?

Thinking that Li Chuan's speed has dropped slightly, he is a little hesitant to get close to here. After all, there are strangeness and mysteries everywhere, which cannot be calculated.

Li Chuan's speed dropped, but the boat quickly went straight to Li Chuan. Li Chuan stopped quietly and was a little wary. If there was a wind blowing, he would do it directly.

When the boat was closer, the Sanskrit sound was clearer. Now Li Chuan also saw more closely. He saw ripples around the boat, which surprised Li Chuan. No matter how he moved in the water, the water around him did not respond at all, as if he was not in the water at all. And the boat gliding in the water actually caused ripples.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, the bitter sea and yellow spring, turn back to the shore!" Xiaozhou stopped not far from Li Chuan, and the sound of Sanskrit singing gradually stopped, and a thick voice sounded again.

The monk who sat with his head down before raised his head to look at Li Chuan and said to Li Chuan with his mouth closed. His face is still like a skeleton, and his whole body is also thin, which makes Li Chuan very frightening. It's already like this. Can he continue to live?

"Where is this? Huangquan? A sea of suffering?" Li Chuan frowned a little puzzled, so he asked the skeleton on the boat.

"This is the sea of suffering formed by the yellow spring. The sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore!" The skeleton explained to Li Chuan.

"Does the master say that this is a sea of suffering? Does that belong to hell? Li Chuan was a little surprised. He had always heard about Huangquan Road and the sea of suffering, which were all places where people went after death. Now it really appeared in front of his eyes, the sea of suffering formed by Huangquan.

"This is the bitter sea of the ghost world, not the hell you said!" The skeleton explained to Li Chuan.

Hearing the words of the skeleton monk, Li Chuan frowned. Is it really arranged? As soon as he came out of the demon world, he came to the ghost world. Isn't the ghost world the legendary hell? Did the soul come here after death?

"Are you...!?" Li Chuan suppressed his doubts and asked the skeleton monk.

"You don't have to know who I am. You just need to remember who you are. Keep your heart here, otherwise you will never get rid of here and become a part of the real ghost world. In that case, you will never be born!" The skeleton monk's words are very serious.

Li Chuan nodded after hearing this, and then asked, "Did the man come here after his death?"

"Yes, all people will come to the ghost world after death, and then be reincarnated again through reincarnation. There are also special circumstances, that is, to go to hell. People who were treacherous and evil in their lifetime will determine several layers of hell according to the evil consequences of their evil deeds!" The skeleton monk said to Li Chuan insipidly.

"So where is this sea of suffering now?"

"After death, all souls will come to the sea of suffering. Only after the washing of the sea of suffering, wash away all the sins before death, and then go to the Wangxiangtai. After stepping on the Naihe Bridge, they will enter the six reincarnations, and the reincarnation will decide where it will be reincarnated!"

"But why don't I feel anything else in the sea of suffering?" Li Chuan asked doubtfully.

"You are a practitioner, so ordinary Huangquan can't wash away your sins. You can only erase your memories by the power of reincarnation, and then decide your reincarnation according to the good and evil deeds you did before your life! But practitioners need a long time to wait for reincarnation!"

"Then you are here...!"

"I am also an ordinary person. I made a grand wish to fade the bad results of my life with my good deeds. Now I have been in the ghost world for hundreds of years. Now, before I die, I will sink into the sea of suffering and help the vicissitudes of life as soon as possible!"

The dialogue with the skeleton monk made Li Chuan understand a lot about the ghost world. The legendary reincarnation is in the ghost world, and the turbid water under him is the yellow spring. The fragrance of flowers in the air made Li Chuan more confused. He casually asked again, "I smell the fragrance of flowers in the air. I don't know if the fragrance of flowers is...!"

"That's the fragrance of flowers on the other side, which means that you are a stranger. The flowers and leaves on the other side do not see each other. What the dead see is flowers on the other side without flowers, and what the stranger sees is that there are no flowers and leaves on the other side, and the air is full of fragrance! This is the difference between life and death!" Empty eyes looked at some horrible skeletons and stared at Li Chuan and said.

Li Chuan can feel that although the skull's eyes are gone, he can see his appearance. This power is another special form of energy other than spirituality and Zhenyuan. Li Chuan judged that it should be a kind of energy unique to the ghost world.