Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Netherworld Meets the Dead, Bless the Shangyuan Festival?

On this day, the Nine Netherworld City in the Netherworld was still being rebuilt, and the ghosts wandered around and set up small pavilions outside the Netherworld.

From a distance, pavilions surrounded the Nine Netherworlds, like stars, all hearts holding the moon, looking at the devastated capital.

I saw that the capital was full of Yin soldiers, as if they were looking for someone's traces, and they posted portraits everywhere, even among the ghost pavilions outside the underworld.

The ghosts gathered around, and several literate ghosts chanted:

"Today, there are rebellious ministers and thieves Cholera Difu, this person's surname is Fang, the name is the source, he has the body of the yang, and he has horns on his head, which is a rhinoceros demon. There is a girl beside her, who is as beautiful as a flower, and she is a young fox demon. If the ghosts see it, they must report it to the Yama Palace, and there will be a heavy reward!

The ghosts shook their heads after reading the words, and then the group of ghosts dispersed in a hurry, as if they were not interested.

What are you kidding? But they know that Fang Yuan is the person who burned down the underworld yesterday, and his skills are all over the world, even the Ten Palaces Yama can't catch them, where will they be able to get their turn?

In a spacious ghost pavilion, dozens of imps laughed and talked while drinking oolong tea brewed with Lethe water:

"Hey, that Fang Yuan is really capable, even the prison of our underworld can't catch him!"

"That Fang Yuan must also be a powerful figure in the yang world, so it's better for us to earn merit honestly and reincarnate as soon as possible. If he accidentally offends such a person, when that Fang Yuan returns to the yang world, maybe he will come to the door in our mother's womb!"

The ghosts laughed, and when they saw a Yin soldier coming not far away, they couldn't help but stop laughing, and lowered their heads and just drank tea.

"You, have you ever seen this person?" A leader of the Yin Soldiers with pig's ears on his head walked with a straight face, holding the portraits of Fang Yuan and Anu in his hand.

A ghost wearing a square scarf and sackcloth shook his head and said with a smile: "My lord, this Fang Yuan has great magical powers, maybe he has already changed his appearance, just with a portrait, you can't catch him!"

As he spoke, the sackcloth ghost touched the little fox who was sleeping on the table, and the little fox was also in a ghost state.

"Hmph, this is our Yin Soldier's business, you are a mere wild soul, don't meddle in your affairs. The leader of the Yin Soldiers snorted coldly, and then walked away with the portrait, leaving only the Mai ghost crying and laughing.

Those Yin soldiers grabbed a few more ghosts and interrogated them, but they didn't get any news about Fang Yuan, as if that Fang Yuan had disappeared out of thin air.

"My lord, there is no such thing in this area! Could it be that Fang Yuan has returned to the Yang Realm?"

"There is no way, the passage to the Yang Realm has long been closed, and that Fang Yuan will not be able to return to the Yang Realm even if he has great skills. What's more, that Fang Yuan is a hermit master, and he is used to playing tricks on others, maybe he is hiding somewhere at the moment and watching our jokes!"

The Yin Soldier Leader's face darkened, and whenever he mentioned Fang Yuan, there was a deep hatred and fear in his heart.

"Captain Zhu, you ...... Why do you know that fugitive so well?" a Yin soldier couldn't help the curiosity in his heart and asked carefully.

"Because I was killed by him in my last life!"

The leader known as Captain Zhu took off the hat on his head, only to see that he had a fat head and big ears, and he was obviously a wild boar spirit in his previous life.

Not far away, inside the Ghost Pavilion.

The ghost wearing a square scarf and sackcloth squinted slightly, looking at the back of Captain Zhu, and a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, that's ...... Zhu Hao?" On the table, the fox who knew the state of the soul body opened his eyes and asked curiously.

That's right, this Mai ghost is Fang Yuan!

At this moment, Fang Yuan had already spent three thousand points to exchange for the Heaven-level Divine Power Tiangang Seventy-two Changes, and he had transformed himself and Anu into ghosts in order to hide from the Yin Soldiers' investigation.

It's just that he didn't expect that after a few months, he would still be able to meet Zhu Hao in the Netherworld, thinking that when he first came to the Journey to the West, this guy came to the door to blackmail, and was finally killed by the system, so he took his little diamond wind gold medal and entered the ninth team.

Maybe Fang Yuan didn't expect that this guy didn't become a little drill in the Yang Realm, but he got a captain's position in the Netherworld!

Just when his thoughts were fluttering in his heart, he suddenly heard Zhu Hao say again: "We have to hurry up, the Midyear Festival is coming soon, and when the ghost door is wide open, it will be even more difficult to arrest Fang Yuan!"

After speaking, Zhu Hao led the team towards the other pavilions.

"Midyear?"

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up, if Zhu Hao was right, the Midyear Festival was a great opportunity for him to return to the Yang Realm!

He had been to the overlap of the space this morning, trying to find the Dragon Descending Venerable and the Three Great Demon Kings.

Unbeknownst to him, the space that originally coincided with the Lion Camel Ridge suddenly healed, and there was no one there, there was no dragon, there were no three demon kings, and some were just full of loess and skeletons.

It wasn't until that moment that Fang Yuan faintly realized that he seemed to have really been deceived!

In desperation, he returned to the underworld again, trying to find an opportunity to rescue Sun Wukong and return to the yang world with him.

After all, there is not much time left for him, and the task given to him by the system is to find a new famous mountain within a month, but he is now trapped in the underworld, and it is still up to him whether he can return to the yang world!

I saw his eyes rolling, and he had a plan, and under the operation of the spiritual energy in his body, the Dharma Body outside his body was quietly activated.

A brand new ghost separated from his body and hid it from everyone's eyes, this ghost smiled at Fang Yuan, and then walked towards Zhu Hao.

Since the end of the patrol of Lion Camel Mountain, the clone Fang Yuan also spontaneously dissipated due to the lack of spiritual energy, and returned to Fang Yuan's body.

But although the doppelganger dissipated, Zhu Bajie in the Lion Camel Ridge was crying loudly. After returning to the children's country, he was even more listless. Zhu Bajie just shook his head and joked that his child had evaporated out of thin air.

Sha Seng thought he was joking, but only Zhu Bajie knew in his heart that what he said was true.

I finally gave birth to a child, took him for a walk around the mountains, and after walking out of his feelings, he disappeared out of thin air? To tell the truth, feelings are not something you want to buy, you can buy them if you want to! This blow is even more uncomfortable for Zhu Bajie than Gao Cuilan's remarriage!

At this moment, the doppelganger turned into a ghost and blocked Zhu Hao's way with a smile.

"This lord, I have news from that source!"

Zhu Hao was about to scold this soul, but after listening to Fang Yuan's words, he suddenly became interested, and hurriedly asked, "Where is Fang Yuan now?"

I saw the doppelganger smile and said: "My lord misunderstood, I only know that Fang Yuan will return to the yang world on the Shangyuan Festival, and I don't know where he is now." ”

"Shangyuan Festival? this is impossible, the ghost who wants to return to the yang world on the Shangyuan Festival needs to be blessed by the judge or the Hades King, that Fang Yuan, as a fugitive, will never have the blessing of the ghost official!" Zhu Hao almost blurted out, categorically.

A smile overflowed from the corner of the deity Fang Yuan's mouth not far away, and he held the little fox in his arms in his arms, and said to himself: "Let's go, let's go and meet the judge, and ask his old man to bless us!"

The little fox stuck out his tongue and squinted his eyes slightly happily while lying in Fang Yuan's arms.

At the same time, the Nine Netherworld City, inside the palace of the King of Chujiang.

"Qi Chu Hades King, a spy has come to report that the fugitive Fang Yuan has been found in the ghost pavilion outside the underworld!"