“I suppose Master Jiang was willing to help Gu Hanyan, so he must have received a reward,” Liu Huaiquan said. “But I didn’t die, so how can you say you helped Gu Hanyan? Don’t you feel ashamed to accept her reward?”
People don't get up early for nothing, and he didn't believe that Jiang Si was helping Gu Hanyan without any ulterior motive.
Going against the Liu family is something even she would have to think twice about.
Liu Huaiquan was a smart man, and so was Jiang Si.
She quickly realized what was going on, "What is your purpose in trying so hard to see Gu Hanyan?"
"I don't like things being left unclear; I just want to ask her face-to-face to clarify things," Liu Huaiquan said.
“I can tell you what happened back then.”
"Master Jiang, you have calculated everything, but can you also calculate the hearts of men? I just want an explanation."
"What an impervious person," Jiang Si thought, taking a deep breath.
It's so hard to make money.
"She has seen through the illusions of the world and is now following Ksitigarbha in the eighteenth level of hell. You can see her if you want, but do you know how to get to the eighteenth level?"
To pass through the eighteen levels of hell, one must first endure the preceding seventeen levels and suffer countless hardships before entering the eighteenth level, where the malevolent energy is deepest.
"You will endure all kinds of suffering, things that ordinary people cannot bear," Jiang Si said, looking directly into his eyes to frighten him.
"I'm not afraid," Liu Huaiquan said calmly.
Jiang Si: "..."
"But why should I help you?"
“If Master Jiang has anything on me that he can take as payment, feel free to take it,” Liu Huaiquan said.
"I want half of the merit you have accumulated."
"good."
Since the other person was so generous, Jiang Si reluctantly accepted.
When the moon was full in the sky, Jiang Si told Liu Huaiquan to walk into the formation, "Go in, and I will take you in."
Liu Huaiquan swallowed hard and resolutely walked in.
"It's not too late for you to regret it now."
Liu Huaiquan shook his head.
Once down there, Jiang Si pointed to a road ahead and said, "I won't follow you down the road from here. Just follow this road all the way to the end, and you'll see Gu Hanyan there."
The mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead are just appetizers.
Liu Huaiquan's body will not suffer any physical harm, but he will suffer just as much as he deserves.
Liu Huaiquan's expression remained unchanged: "Was Hanyan like this when she went in?"
Jiang Si gave her a look that said, "Are you kidding me?": "They have private cars, otherwise it would be such a hassle for everyone to go down and look for Ksitigarbha, wouldn't that be terrible?"
"That's good." Liu Huaiquan breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as Gu Hanyan is no longer suffering, that's fine.
Having said that, Liu Huaiquan walked step by step toward the mountain of knives and the sea of fire.
The mountain of knives is laid out with countless sharp blades. When a person walks on it, the sharp blades can pierce through the soles of their feet. The coldness is bone-chilling, and every step is an immense torment.
Beyond the mountain of knives lies a sea of fire.
If a person is placed inside, they will be engulfed in flames.
Liu Huaiquan didn't move an inch, and Jiang Si couldn't help but admire him.
After passing through mountains of knives and seas of fire, the next punishment is boiling oil.
Each one was excruciating pain. Liu Huaiquan endured one torture after another until he finally reached the eighteenth level of hell.
The eighteen levels of hell imprison criminals who have committed heinous crimes.
The air inside was thick with resentment, and a hundred ghosts were howling.
Liu Huaiquan was already extremely weak from all the torture he had endured, and the wailing of the ghosts was giving him a headache.
Here, you can hear the soft, melodious sounds of Buddhist chants.
It is Ksitigarbha's disciples performing a ritual to deliver the souls of the deceased.
At the very back of the crowd was Gu Hanyan.
She was focused on reciting the scriptures and did not see Liu Huaiquan.
Liu Huaiquan did not disturb her, but stood aside, listening to the wailing of the ghosts and the soft chanting of Buddhist hymns. He felt that this was the most peaceful moment in his life.
He was born into wealth and privilege, getting whatever he wanted, but his childhood dream always lingered in his heart.
Later, this face was given a physical form, but a knife was plunged into his chest.
Jiang Si said that he had committed a murder against Gu Hanyan in his previous life and drank Meng Po soup, so he had no memory of it and did not know why he did it in his previous life. He only knew that he had to repay the debt in this life.
He knew that one glance could last a lifetime, and he could never let go of the person in front of him.
Once she finished reading, Gu Hanyan finally saw Liu Huaiquan beside her.
Yesterday's events are like yesterday itself.
Guided by Han Yunluo, Gu Hanyan has begun to consider converting to Buddhism.
She looked calmly at Liu Huaiquan: "Why did you come down?"
This calm inexplicably frightened Liu Huaiquan.
He would rather Gu Hanyan hate him.
Liu Huaiquan laughed: "I came to see you."
"As you can see, I'm fine. Please leave," Gu Hanyan said, then turned and left.
"Don't you want to ask me why I'm alright?" Liu Huaiquan caught up with him. "That day I went to your grave and personally reburied your remains. Perhaps heaven has finally been kind to me. Not far from your grave, I found the Yang-Extreme Grass, which can cure my Yin-Cold syndrome."
These words are like adding fuel to the fire; it's unclear whether they were deliberately meant to cause trouble.
Gu Hanyan turned around, her face finally showing an expression beyond calm: "So, are you telling me that in the end it was all for naught?"
"I'm just telling you that the great revenge is yet to be taken."
Gu Hanyan took a deep breath and ignored him.
Liu Huaiquan, seemingly with a lot of free time, actually came over and asked, "Is this what they call a ritual for the dead? I wonder if someone as wicked as me can also be given a ritual for the dead?"
"Are you sick?" Gu Hanyan genuinely thought he was sick.
Did you go through all that trouble just to get down here and annoy her?
"Yes, he might be quite ill." Liu Huaiquan nodded.
At dawn, it was the time when Liu Huaiquan's soul returned to the mortal world. Jiang Si specially raised a rooster to crow beside him.
Hearing the rooster crow, Liu Huaiquan knew it was time to go back.
His voice sounded regretful: "I have to go back now. I'll come see you again tomorrow night."
Gu Hanyan: "..."
Is he really sick?
When Jiang Si heard that Liu Huaiquan was going to go down again, she thought he was crazy.
Haven't you suffered enough?
Even if suffering the torments of the eighteen levels of hell is harmless to the body, the suffering of the soul is deeply imprinted in the mind. Is such suffering necessary?
Jiang Si didn't want to agree.
"I can't help you every night." The thought of casting spells to send people to their deaths every day was exhausting.
"Master Jiang, could you teach me how to get down there? That way, I won't need to trouble you."
Jiang Si: "..."
"You want to become my disciple?"
Liu Huaiquan was taken aback for a moment, but adapted quickly and immediately bowed, saying, "Master, please accept this disciple's bow."
Jiang Si suddenly felt as if she weighed a thousand pounds.
Liu Huaiquan is a man who is somewhat favored by the heavens. Jiang Si was somewhat overwhelmed by his bow.
By the time Guan Qingchen and Li Jianshan received the news, Jiang Si had already finished drinking her apprentice's tea.
Li Jianshan really wanted to say something sarcastic: "Call me 'Senior Brother' and let me hear it."
But he didn't dare; Liu Huaiquan's aura was too overwhelming.
This guy is a real expert.
A truly ruthless and powerful figure in his past life.
Upon seeing Guan Qingchen, Liu Huaiquan asked, "How did Master Han manage to return to life?"
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