Hearing these words, you were like a wronged child, and tears streamed down your face.
"Little Donor, your body is in a state of ruin. If you don't repair it soon, I fear that in a hundred years, Heavenless Hell might have a new Ghost Emperor," said the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
You hadn't expected the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to have a sense of humor. But just the thought of Er Ya made the tears unstoppable!
"Bodhisattva, I hate, I hate this!!!"
You cried with tears flowing, wailing as you did.
The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva smiled slightly; it seemed as if a hand large enough to encompass a 200-square-meter room reached out towards you, gently swaying above your head. Instantly, a mysterious sensation enveloped your whole body, reviving you as if you were a withered tree in spring.
"Little Donor, do you know why I have set the prison here in Heavenless Hell?"
You knew the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva didn't speak idly; his words surely held a profound mystery!
