It would be best to use money to solve the problem, but I am afraid that some people are not greedy for your money, but for your body.

Liao Wenjie muttered in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, he arranged a hundred thousand copper coins in front of Ji Dian, layer by layer, and stacked them in a square shape. Not to mention the soul of an ordinary person, it was more than enough to buy an official and a half-job in the underworld.

The golden light was dazzling. Ji Dian covered his face with a cattail leaf fan and whispered: "Brother Jie, why do you give so much?"

"Is this too much?"

"Well……"

Ji Dian blinked and nuzzled at the black Rakshasa: "To me, this small amount of money is nothing, just a day's pocket money, but for the stupid big man, this money is enough to make him take risks and inspire more ideas.

Too much greed. This is not how you negotiate the price. I bet his next sentence is to add more money, otherwise I will eat the money on the spot."

"I don't want money, I'm not interested in money."

The Black Rakshasa shook his head, pointed at Xiaoyu's soul, and said with a ferocious smile on his ugly face with green face and fangs: "I have two conditions. If any one of them is met, you can take the soul away."

"No way, you don't even make any money, what do you want?"

Ji Dian immediately became vigilant. The free ones are often the most expensive ones. Although he had never heard of this sentence, it did not affect his understanding of this truth.

Black Rakshasa laughed loudly: "I am willing to admit defeat. As long as you eat the money on the spot, you can take your soul away."

Jidian:(?_?)

"Jianlong, it sounds very reliable, I think it can be done."

Liao Wenjie poked Ji Dian's lower back and urged: "While Black Rakshasa doesn't ask for anything else, such as not drinking water when eating, eat quickly. After all, it's hard to swallow dry food."

If you don’t eat it, of course you think it’s reliable.

Ji Dian glared at Liao Wenjie angrily, saying that it was impossible to admit defeat, so he directly asked the Black Rakshasa what his second request was.

"The second request is simpler. Exchange things for things. If you want a soul, you can exchange it with your golden body."

"Damn it, my golden body just looks gold, it's not real gold, it's worthless!"

Ji Dian was speechless and walked forward two steps: "Besides, you are an evil god working in the underworld, and it is useless to take my golden body. If you want to change your department to hang out, just say it. I am very familiar with Buddha.

I'll send you a message later and ask you to go to Lingshan to check the gate."

"Boy, has anyone told you that you deserve a beating when you talk?"

"Yes, you are not the first, and you will not be the last."

Ji Dian didn't take it seriously and continued: "Don't be dissatisfied. Just look at the gate. It's better than being ridden."

"Hahaha"

The black Rakshasa raised his head and laughed, looking down at Ji Dian, his eyes gradually turned cold: "Boy, who do you think you are? Even Sakyamuni dared not talk to me like this. For the last time, if you want the ghost in my hand, you have to take gold.

Change your body or get out."

"You call me arrogant, but you are obviously more arrogant than me..."

Ji Dian quickly shook his cattail leaf fan, thinking that Liao Wenjie was by his side and that he would not need a golden body to save people. He nodded readily and said: "You bastard, I'm really scared of you. I'll give you the golden body and give me Xiaoyu's soul."

."

With the two great protectors, Liao Wenjie and Fahai, and there were no witnesses around, it was entirely possible to press the Black Rakshasa to the ground and rub it, and then take away the soul.

But no.

There are rules in the underworld. King Yama is unselfish and the black Rakshasa is negotiable. It seems contradictory, but in fact it is included in many rules.

It doesn't matter if Jidian has too much debt, but he has to consider Liao Wenjie and Fahai. Even if these two people don't care, Xiaoyu's soul must leave the underworld for a legitimate reason.

Of course, if Xiaoyu's soul does not fall into the hands of the Black Rakshasa, none of the above statements are true.

As long as no one sees it, Xiaoyu's soul has never entered the underworld.

"etc."

Liao Wenjie held Jidian's shoulders and shook his head slightly: "Jianglong, calm down, I can't give him the golden body."

"Brother Jie, it's already this time, and you're still worried about making money?"

Ji Dian secretly glanced at the Black Rakshasa and whispered: "It's just a golden body. If things weren't so rare and precious, and the higher-ups wouldn't let anyone mess around, I could condense one in every life. It would be a good deal to exchange it for Xiaoyu's soul."

"

"No, that's not what I'm talking about."

Liao Wenjie said expressionlessly: "I told you before, there is someone behind the ninth evil Yuan Batian. He killed Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu's soul happened to be in the hands of the Black Rakshasa. Don't you think this is too coincidental?

?”

Ji Dian's hand shaking the fan paused slightly, and he frowned and said: "It makes sense, but this inference is too strong. Not to mention that he and I have no enmity or enmity. Even if there is, it would be better to just take my life, so why bother to do so?"

My golden body."

"I'm just afraid that if he gets the golden body, he will turn his back and refuse to admit it, and refuse to hand over Xiaoyu's soul."

"Hehehe, if that's the case, that would be great. I don't even have to give him a golden body."

"..."

Liao Wenjie took a deep breath. The information was not equal and he could not communicate with Ji Dian. But one thing he was very sure of was that he could never hand over the golden body to the Black Rakshasa.

Before he came, he was not prepared to do good deeds. He had to deal with the black Rakshasa in the underworld, so as to prevent the disaster from spreading to the upper world and causing another catastrophe.

Considering that the Black Rakshasa had a rather serious tone and might be the vest of a certain big boss, Chao Liao Wenjie was very serious about not being the first person. He raised his eyebrows at Fahai, who had been silent, and motioned for him to snatch Xiaoyu's soul.

Fahai was stunned for a moment. He was a serious monk, and robbery by force would never be allowed...

At least not now, I have stopped.

"The Black Rakshasa arranged the Buddha, and his words were extremely disrespectful to him. Fahai, you are a disciple of Buddhism, and it is up to you to teach him a lesson."

After speaking to Fahai, Liao Wenjie turned to look at Jidian: "Fahai's attack was neither gentle nor serious. If we start fighting later, I'm afraid it will affect Xiaoyu's soul. The monk is compassionate, please take her away."

"Wonderful!"

Ji Dian nodded. The black Rakshasa was disrespectful to the Buddha. Fahai taught him a lesson. He protected Xiaoyu's soul with compassion. Even if King Yama came, he would not be able to find any fault.

A little trick every day to take the moral high ground, Ji Dian said he learned it again.

"Amitabha!"

Not only did Jidian learn it, Fahai also felt that it made sense. He clasped his hands together and called out the Buddha's name, and a faint golden light spread out from his body.

"Hahaha"

The black Rakshasa looked up to the sky and laughed, raising his feet and stomping on the ground. After a landslide and a crack in the earth, a bottomless dark canyon tore through the plain, like a grinning devil's mouth, mocking Liao Wenjie and the others for overestimating their own abilities.

The Black Rakshasa raised his hand and threw the chain and Xiaoyu's soul into the abyss, looking at the three of them with a ferocious smile: "If you don't want to exchange a golden body for a soul, then let me keep the golden bodies of the three of you!"

"The mighty heavenly dragon, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Padma Hum!"

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

"go!"

While the Black Rakshasa opened the abyss of hell, Fahai tore off the tattered white cassock on his body, revealing the tattoo stickers of a socialite.

The golden dragon grew longer in the wind, dispersing the gray fog that covered the sky in the sky, and the mighty Buddha's light filled the space, creating layers of dazzling golden ripples in the slightly trembling space.

I had a fight with Liao Wenjie more than three months ago. The cassock, whisk, golden bowl and other magical instruments were damaged. Only this golden dragon, which is the condensed form of the supreme Dharma, is still there.

And because of the three months of painting the ground as a prison, the cultivation of Buddhism has been further improved. The golden dragon is occupying the sky, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, as lifelike as an entity, and its tyrannical power makes people look at it again and again.

"Yes, this little snake does have some firepower. It is much stronger than the average Eight Tribesmen."

The hundred-meter giant dragon came swallowing the flames of Buddha's light. The black Rakshasa smiled coldly, shook his arm, and punched the sky.

The horizontal pressure fist seal tore through the airflow flying in the sky, and the golden dragon's figure paused in the air. After a loud bang, it flew out spinning in the air.

"Hiss-" x3

Liao Wenjie and the three of them took a breath at the same time. Among them, Ji Dian was the most surprised. A low-class little evil god whose name he had never heard before had such tyrannical strength...

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and the black Rakshasa must have a conspiracy to get his golden body!

At this time, it no longer matters whether the black hand behind Yuan Batian is a black Rakshasa, preserving his golden body is the top priority.

The matter was so serious that Ji Dian turned around and ran away.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the chasm in the abyss. He stopped cursing, said hello to Liao Wenjie, and jumped in.

No matter how big or small a good deed is, no matter how many people are saved, even though he knew the pit was very deep, Ji Ding still jumped.

Liao Wenjie took a deep look at Ji Dian's back and winked at Fahai. "Everyone can kill the evil heretic. They are serious Taoist priests and monks. They don't need to talk nonsense with the black Rakshasa. They can just go together."

Fa Hai was convinced, so he jumped into the air, stepped on the giant dragon, bathed in the flames of Buddha's light, chanted scriptures and hit the black Rakshasa.

Liao Wenjie walked steadily, clapped his hands together in front of his chest, and used his red mind power with all his strength.

For a moment, the space around him exploded, and the ground beneath his feet rippled like water waves. Countless gravels were carried by the hurricane and pushed in all directions.

The earth roared and trembled, and the billowing dust rose up like pillars, straight into the dark sky.

The next second, the hazy mist from the underworld roared in, as if being guided, it lay entrenched high in the sky.

"Victory over evil!"
To be continued...