Yang Huaiping watched as everyone who came out with him went back to their respective homes, and he was still standing alone outside the gambling house, and Yang Huaiping's figure seemed a little lonely for a while.

At this time, the dusky sky gradually condensed into black, and there was still a turbid yellow rain on the street, and a red lantern swaying in front of each house was hung in front of each house, and the gray sky of the long street was shrouded in a layer of haze that could not be dispersed.

On the long street where the wet and cold water splashed constantly, Yang Huaiping walked from the end of the alley to the end of the alley, he asked countless inns or restaurants, and even some fireworks places, among which the shopkeeper said that the room was full, no matter how much money Yang Huaiping paid, they all refused, at this moment, the money was as cheap as straw paper in front of life!

In desperation, Yang Huaiping looked at the sky that gradually condensed into black and took a deep breath, and then he hid in a swill bucket containing rotten vegetable leaves outside a restaurant.

……

As time passed, the yellow rain kept falling, the sky was completely dark, and a strange scarlet moon rose in Shahua City, and then a horse's hooves gradually rose and the sound of rain resounded in the lonely long street.

After Yang Huaiping heard the movement coming from the long street, he slowly lifted the lid of the swill bucket and glanced at the scene in the long street.

Surrounded by soldiers riding swarthy horses, wearing armor and holding spears, a vermilion and red sedan chair slowly passed from the end of the long street, and the sedan chair was carried by two pairs of boys and girls.

Yang Huaiping looked at such a strange and unpredictable scene in front of him, he couldn't help but hold his breath and burrowed back into the swill bucket.

At this moment, a woman wearing a long red dress and holding a crimson umbrella with a very seductive face walked down from the carriage.

The woman with a bewitching face said coldly to the soldier riding a dark war horse beside her: "Go and arrest someone, I'll wait for you here, go and return quickly!"

In an instant, the sound of horses' hooves stepping on the ground and gradually splashing on the long street was heard again, and the woman with a bewitching face held a crimson umbrella in one hand, and she took out a very delicately made cigarette pouch pot from her waist with one hand and smoked it.

As time passed, the turbid yellow still kept falling, and the green smoke under the crimson umbrella kept rising and diffusing the air, and the atmosphere of the entire long street fell into a quiet again.

Because the smell in the swill bucket was too strong, Yang Huaiping calmed down, and he carefully pushed open the lid of the swill bucket above his head to breathe in fresh air.

At this moment, the eyelashes of the bewitching woman trembled slightly, her lips opened slightly, she seemed to sense something, and looked around with a slight frown.

In an instant, Yang Huaiping, who was greedily breathing fresh air, and the four eyes of the woman with a bewitching face converged, and he suddenly felt the hairs on his body explode, and cold sweat involuntarily flowed down his cheeks.

The eyebrows of the woman with a bewitching face rose slightly, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she slowly walked towards Yang Huaiping with a crimson umbrella.

As the bewitching woman stepped on the ground in boots embroidered with dark red roses, Yang Huaiping listened to the dull footsteps, and 、...... Slow and depressing, like a hammer pounding on his heart.

At this moment, the neighing of several war horses reached Yang Huaiping's ears, and then several soldiers in armor galloped to the side of the red-faced and enchanting woman, they turned over and dismounted, and threw a bound man with a sturdy face and a clear eyes to the side of the bewitching woman.

The woman with a charming face didn't even look at the man with a white face, she took a deep puff of her cigarette and walked straight to Yang Huaiping.

After Yang Huaiping was stunned, he suddenly got back into the swill bucket and closed the lid.

It didn't take long for the woman with a bewitching face to walk up to the swill bucket that Yang Huaiping was hiding, and she said in a cold voice, "Don't hide it!"

"Sister, are you calling me?" Yang Huaiping, who was covered with rotten vegetable leaves and exuded a musty smell all over his body, said stupidly with the lid of the swill bucket on his head.

The woman with a bewitching face turned her head coldly and said to the armored soldier: "Take the boy in the swill bucket away for me and throw him into the ice fountain for seven days and seven nights!"

Yang Huaiping was then arrested by several soldiers who were dressed in sharp clothes, perhaps because these soldiers were disgusted with Yang Huaiping's stench, they tied Yang Huaiping to a horse with a rope with flashing runes, and pasted many yellow charms on Yang Huaiping's body.

In the oblique and dense turbid yellow cold rain, the woman with a bewitching face slowly spread her palms, and the four paper-tied villains turned into four halos and fled to the vermilion sedan chair, and they lifted the vermilion sedan chair.

……

Drifting farther and farther away, Yang Huaiping walked onto a strange road shrouded in misty white fog dragged by a dark black war horse, and on both sides of the road were a puffy dark black coral-like tree, and around the tree were clusters of dark blue ghost fires.

At this time, a cold voice came from the vermilion sedan chair, "Release the soul-attracting chicken?"

A soldier on a dark war horse suddenly took out a large yellow rooster from his bosom, and he tied a red rope to the feet of a big rooster, and the big rooster led the group forward.

Yang Huaiping felt chills all over his body when he walked on this road, and there was an indescribable throbbing in his heart, he felt that if he hadn't put so many yellow charms on his body, he was afraid that he would fall on this road because of the cold and palpitations along the way.

I don't know how long it took, in the cold fog, Yang Huaiping, who was trembling all over, was dragged by the war horse to a gate tower with tall eaves and strange teeth, and with the three big characters engraved on the ghost gate.

Yang Huaiping bit his lips that had become a little numb and had become a little numb, he tried to open his eyes wide, and clearly saw the three big characters of the ghost gate on the gatehouse in front of him, Yang Huaiping couldn't help but shudder, he looked at the sedan chair with a charming face that had entered the ghost gate.

Gradually, Yang Huaiping was also dragged into the ghost gate by the dark war horse in front of him, and he suddenly saw the appearance of a hell on earth, countless hideous-looking ghosts were using various criminal laws to punish the shapes of the gods, and these gods showed extremely painful expressions on their faces.

Immediately, Yang Huaiping followed the sedan chair in front of him on a quaint-looking broken bridge, and under the broken bridge was a pool full of snakes and insects blood-red pool, and many spirits were soaking in the blood-red pool and struggling, wailing, looking extremely miserable.

Yang Huaiping was pulled by the dark war horse, and he walked across the broken bridge and saw a crimson palace.