"When will Ksitigarbha's reincarnation become like this timid and afraid of death?" The zombie snorted coldly.

I'm going. What's wrong with fear of death? Is it a sin to be afraid of death? That old kid, Ksitigarbha, doesn't mean I'm not afraid of death. And isn't reincarnation a very secret? How can you recognize me at a glance in front of these guys?

"If you want to kill, kill. There is so much nonsense." I saw it. It's useless to be cowardly. It's so soft. Then I'll be tough.

"Is that right..." The zombie smiled and said, "I can't bear to kill you. I still want you to help me out. Go up and go up. Of course someone will kill you."

After saying that, I threw me hard to the ground. After being thrown like this, my whole body was in a state of pain. I gritted my teeth and glared at this guy. The zombie turned around and ignored me.

This guy is too confident about the guys above. He just thinks that I can't repair the seal when I go up and repair it. I will be killed by the zombies above...

I rubbed my butt and put away the Jiangchen sword. Since this thing is useless to these red-eyed zombies, it makes no sense for me to hold it. I held the Buddhist bead tightly in the palm of my hand and walked towards the ninth floor. The space on the ninth floor is already very small, with a diameter of about twenty. There is nothing in the room. It is empty. There is only a zombie in a purple robe who is staring blankly on the ground. When I see me coming up, I ignore me.

I just felt that this guy was suffering from some mental illness. After all, he was imprisoned in one place for thousands of years. A person's strength is one aspect. But it is inevitable that he would have some mental illness after being imprisoned for thousands of years. But it is not right to think about it. The zombie is as strong as the tower is, the stronger the strength. Because the higher the upwards, the closer it is to the Buddhist beads of Ksitigarbha's relics, the more suppressed it. The guy on the lower floor is not mentally ill. This guy seems to be stronger than that guy. Why is he mentally ill?

Seeing this purple-robed zombie didn't mean to pay attention to me. I also secretly took a chance and hurried to the last floor.

As soon as I went up, I smelled a tea scent. The tenth floor house was already a small circular room with a diameter of fifteen meters. It looked similar to an attic. Although it was not big, the sparrow was small and had all the internal organs. It was bed, bookcase, table, chair, and no leak.

Inside the room, a middle-aged man in a white shirt was sitting cross-legged on a chair next to the bookcase and was looking at a shabby and yellow book. I don’t know what the title is. It was written in ancient text.

This person is not as ragged as those in the bottom floors. He has a sense of hostility. He is not as loud as the guy on the eighth floor shouts and kills as soon as he comes up. He is not as stupid as the lunatic on the ninth floor.

His appearance seemed to be his home in this place, giving people a sense of peace and calmness. The books in his hand even added a scholarly temperament to him.

However, I didn't see the relic on this tenth floor. Even after I came in, my sense of the relic disappeared completely. I frowned. It was worthy of being the ultimate wave ss. It felt different.

I held the relics tightly with my left hand and the jade pendant given to me by Mr. Liu in my right hand. As long as this guy makes a slight move, he will break the jade pendant and fight with him.

Just when I was nervous about how to fight with this guy, the zombie looked up at me and actually smiled at me and said, "Here you come."

This sentence seems to be greeting an old friend.

When he looked up, I also saw clearly the appearance of this zombie. He looked very ordinary and didn't look extraordinary. However, there was always a sense of vicissitudes on his face. This feeling was only found on those with stories. It could not be pretended. I think this should be temperament.

"Sit down." The zombie pointed to the chair opposite his desk and said.

I didn't move. I don't know what this guy wants to do.

He seemed to feel my vigilance... and said, "Don't worry. I won't hurt you. At least I won't. I will also know the 'answer' from you."

"Answer." I asked strangely. I also went to a chair and sat down. This zombie is extraordinary. Since it is said that it will not hurt me for the time being, it should not be. After all, the more powerful a person is, the more he pays attention to the promises. Whether it is a bad person or a good person, it is like this.

"King of Ksitigarbha said that in a thousand years, someone will enter the pagoda and give me that answer. This is why I am willing to stay here for a thousand years. Otherwise, you would think that a mere Ksitigarbha relic can suppress me for a thousand years." The middle-aged man closed his eyes slightly and opened his eyes again.

Silver Eyes.

His eyes were silver-white. How I wish I was color blind. I recognized white as silver-white. But it seemed that my eyes were fine.

The information is too inaccurate. Didn’t this place be full of red-eyed zombies? Why did you suddenly run out of a horror at the level of Amaterasu? Qin Shihuang. I saw the battle in Japan so clearly. These guys directly called God and would never have anyone opposed it. There were even countless people willing to worship him.

Even the top government officials are no exception. These guys already have strength beyond the world.

Damn it, I used to think that Ksitigarbha in my previous life was a good Bodhisattva who was very greedy and compassionate. Now I really want to scold him.

I don’t know what answer? At that time, Ksitigarbha must have wanted to seal this guy. He said something casually. He used this to fool the guy. This guy’s head is really stupid. He still believes that he has been waiting for a thousand years.

"That big brother. I don't know what the answer is. Have you remembered it wrong? Or you found the wrong person." I looked at the silver-eyed zombie and said carefully.

The red-eyed zombie on the eighth level can be avoided from being bound. Now this silver-eyed zombie is probably even more okay.

"King Ksitigarbha himself said that the first person who entered the tenth floor was the one who gave me the answer. Besides, you are the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha. You won't know the answer." The zombie said lightly: "If not, then I will kill you. Then go to Ksitigarbha to ask."

This guy said he wanted to kill me in an understatement. He felt that killing me was as simple as killing a cat and a dog.

"No, no, no, no. I know. Maybe I know. You have to give me some tips." I said quickly.

The silver-eyed zombie looked at me straight and asked, "You really don't know."

"I'm never a lie," I said.

The silver-eyed zombie sighed and took a purple teapot beside her and poured me a cup of tea and said, "Is it a reminder?"

The silver-eyed zombie's eyes showed a hint of nostalgia. She smiled faintly. She shook her head and said, "Then I will tell you a story about a monk and a little girl."
Chapter completed!