The round and round eyes blinked.

"Yes, let me perform a living hanging for you!"

Xu Tong curled his lips and looked like he was making fun of him. He almost choked Tu Fei Yuan to death.

The flesh on his big plump face trembled with anger: "You hang yourself, what are you doing at the door of my Huntian Prison!"

"Huh, you'll know when the time comes."

Xu Tong raised his head.

The fat, round, stubby finger pointed at Xu Tong: "You, you, you, even if I help you, I will support you, but how many wandering ghosts can you really save? You are here.

What are you doing hiding here if you don't reincarnate yourself? It's not to go to the bliss of the West, otherwise you would have reincarnated long ago!"

A place like the ghost market harbors filth and evil, and not many people really want to go to the underworld to accept the reincarnation of the Eight Sutras.

Yes! That was also taken into a skyscraper by the Ghost King early on.

Want to escape?

Do you think those eyes, mouths, and palms in the cracks in the walls of this skyscraper are just decorations?

So Tu Feiyuan is not optimistic about Xu Tong.

"Hey, I can do what Chen Xuanzang can do. Why can't I do the business that Buddhism can do!"

Xu Tong smiled and saw him open his palm and give Tu Fei Yuan a look at what was in his heart.

"hiss!!"

Looking at the relic in Xu Tong's hand, his fat, round eyes almost popped out of his sockets. He quickly stretched out his hand to cover Xu Tong's hand: "Oh my God, you are crazy. Are you afraid of Buddhism and you?"

Work hard!"

"What are you afraid of? It's just the incarnation of Buddha!"
Chapter completed!