Shang Wan was speechless, tears rolled down, as if another scene of the juvenile days playing with each other appeared in front of her.

Shang Wan and Zhong Wan are both orphans, and were taken back to Qingyuan Mountain by the Qingyuan Daoist to cultivate the Tao, and the two have been getting along day and night since they were young, and they have a deep affection, and they could have been married to each other, but the Qingyuan Daoist handed over the important task of the blessed land of Qingyuan Mountain to Zhong Wan, so the two can only be commensurate with their sisters and brothers, and hide the love in their hearts.

The two snuggled up to each other, looked up at the starry sky, and recalled the past, as if they had flown away from the world.

And at this moment, suddenly a burst of screams came, breaking the warm longing of Shang Wan and Zhong Wan.

The two turned to look.

I saw Jian Li staggering, staggering, and unsteady on his feet, it turned out that he was fighting with the Wheel King for a while, and finally because he was invincible in divine power, he was kicked away by the Wheel King a few feet away.

When Jian Li rolled up, countless ghost soldiers took the opportunity to swarm up and launched a merciless killing of him.

Countless knives, guns, forks and halberds stabbed Jian Li's body, and blood continued to splash, like bursts of blood rain, splashing those ghost soldiers and the cold grass around them.

Finally, Jian Li couldn't stand still, and the burly figure fell backwards, shattering the stars in the sky.

In the starry sky, it seems that the daughter-in-law Ah Hua is holding a chubby baby in her arms, walking towards him with a smile, and next to him is the elderly mother, with a kind smile on her face.

"Ahhwa... Mother... Mother ......" Jian Li blinked hard, trying to see clearly.

In the starry sky, the daughter-in-law Ah Hua smiled and teased the baby: "Call Dad... Call Daddy...... You see: Daddy is back. ”

"Ah Hua, mother, my child......" Jian Li blinked, smiled happily, and tried her best to stretch out her right hand to the starry sky, to the starry sky...... Suddenly disappeared into the starlight.

"Brother Jane!Brother Jane!!Brother Jane......"

Zhong Wanjing saw Jian Li fall suddenly, grief-stricken, hoarse, he suddenly recalled the Seven Star Sword, and slaughtered the Wheel King like a whirlwind.

"Haha...... You all have to die! you all have to die!" the Wheel King smirked and slashed with an axe.

The gallop passed, and the stars disappeared.

Zhong Wan lay upright on the grass, motionless, already dead.

Shang Wan summoned the sword in her hand and was about to assist her junior brother in attacking, but in the blink of an eye, the junior brother was ordered to go to Huangquan. Her heart was broken, dripping blood, she hurriedly crawled over, hugged Zhong Wan, and tears fell like rain: "Senior brother, junior brother, junior brother, junior brother......"

"Haha...... The man must die, and the woman must die!" the Wheel King dragged the golden-backed mountain axe, approaching step by step like a fierce god.

"You evil ghosts, scourge the human world, I Shang Wan will not let you go as a ghost!" Shang Wan wept and roared.

"Haha...... If you have become ghosts, you will also be under the control of the king of Hades! Whoever told you that you are not good at self-cultivation and take care of things that you should not take care of!

"Senior brother: Senior sister is here with you. Where the words fell, Shang Wan crossed the sword at the neck and killed herself.

At the moment when Shang Wan was lying on Zhong Wan's body softly, there were five colors of phosgene circling five times on the monkey's head stream, suddenly intertwined, and flew towards the starry sky high and far away.

The Wheel King did not notice this strange phenomenon, and ordered the demon soldiers to quickly count the fallen soldiers, and then load the gold and return to Wojo.

After the ghost soldiers counted the fallen soldiers, they came to report: more than 1,000 soldiers were lost, all eight ghost kings were killed in battle, and the two Ming kings were not spared.

When the Wheel King heard the news, he was very sad: all the nine Ming kings died in the human world.

After this battle, although the people of the Five Elements and Nine Yang Heavenly Chosen should all die tragically, they finally succeeded in preventing the ghosts from continuing to troubled the Yang Realm, and the Netherworld suffered even greater losses.

After that, the remnants of the ghost soldiers loaded all the gold in the eight states (except Jingzhou).

At the command of the Wheel King, hundreds of batmobiles, night owl cars, and horse-drawn carriages took off in the air one after another, their wheels rolling, and the black mist soared, heading straight for the Netherworld under the Wojiao Stone in the southeast.

******

Netherworld.

Forget the outside of the stage, by the bitter bamboo pontoon bridge.

The bitter bamboo pontoon bridge is built outside the dumpling platform, made of hemp rope and bitter bamboo, and is framed on the mountain stream stirred by the red water.

If there are people who are unwilling to jump off the bridge, two big ghosts will come on the opposite side, one is called "Life Impermanence" and the other is called "Death and Sharing", urging them to push and force them to jump into the red water.

At this point, the ghost has nowhere to escape, but to be reincarnated and begin the form of the next life*.

[The above text is from "Jade Calendar Treasure Banknote", with slight changes. 】

At this time, on the left side of the Kuzhu pontoon bridge, there was a scholar standing motionless, but seeing that he was of moderate stature, with long hair and a shawl, sword eyebrows and sideburns, and a white robe flying in the wind, making a whirring sound.

On his left side also stood a middle-aged waiter, holding a twenty-four-section clear void gong in his hands, looking extremely respectful.

Needless to say: the scholar is Fang Qingyin, and the waiter is Guan Yuan.

Fang Qingyin followed the edict of the Hongjun Ancestor of Zixiao Palace to visit the Twenty-two Road Righteous Gods in the Netherworld, naturally he didn't expect the mystery of the Three Realms.

After Tong Guan Yuan left the five halls, Fang Qingyin began to visit the first hall, walking in various detention prisons one hall after another, being punished in hell, and carefully checking the merits and demerits, life and death, and depravity.

After nearly two years of direct investigation, I walked to the end of the Kuzhu pontoon bridge outside the Forgotten Terrace, and I didn't even visit a stranded righteous martyr.

Fang Qingyin had been standing by the Kuzhu pontoon bridge for two hours.

At this time, the reincarnated ghosts had all been thrown into the water, and the surroundings were empty, and only the earth-shattering roar of the rushing red water under the mountain stream could be heard.

A gust of yin wind swept by quickly, and Fang Qingyin couldn't help but shudder and come back to his senses.

He subconsciously looked at the gold ring on the back of his left hand, which was the one he wore when he married the beautiful girl, it turned out that when Fang Qingyin began to visit the Netherworld, the owl-headed ghost who plucked out his tongue and hell had already returned it with both hands respectfully.

Fang Qingyin didn't care about other objects, but this gold ring had to be retrieved.

Fang Qingyin raised his head slightly, looked at the rolling flood under the mountain stream in a daze, and said leisurely:

"Brother Guan Yuan: The two of us have visited the twenty-two righteous gods in the Netherworld, and it has been nearly two years now, and now they have visited the end of this Netherworld, and they haven't even visited a righteous and righteous martyr, what is the reason for this!"

"Sir: Legend has it that the righteous and righteous martyrs in this yang world have long been remembered clearly on the merits and demerits of the underworld, but when the yang life is exhausted and he comes to this netherworld, he will be carried to the blessed land by eight sedan chairs. Guan Yuan responded.

"In that case, why did the ancestor of Zixiao Palace ask me to visit the twenty-two righteous gods, isn't this a pastime for me?"

"Maybe the Yang Realm is a great turmoil now, maybe there are many wronged people, just like Mr., so the ancestor of Zixiao Palace asked Mr. to come here to visit. ”

"But I've been visiting for nearly two years, and I'm still empty-handed, I can't go to see the ancestor of Zixiao Palace empty-handed!" Fang Qingyin said helplessly.

"The ancestor of Zixiao Palace is the first prophet inside and outside the flood wilderness, and he must have his reason to call Mr. to visit, presumably those righteous and righteous martyrs are in this netherworld, or on the way to come, maybe the opportunity has not yet come. ”

"Well, there's some truth to that. Fang Qingyin bowed slightly, "Now there is only one way to die, and then go back and visit again, one time is not two times, two times is not three times, sooner or later they will be found." ”

"Sir is right, the left and right are in this netherworld, but it will take a little more time, Guan Yuan will listen to Mr. everything. Guan Yuan said cautiously.

The two discussed and decided on a plan, and hurriedly left the Kuzhu pontoon bridge.

Start from the Forgotten Terrace and turn back to visit one hall after another.

Everywhere they passed, where they checked, the ghosts were bitter and weeping, but they were all greedy, treacherous, miserly, and foolish, and there was no righteous and righteous deeds to speak of.

The two searched for dozens of days in a row, but still found nothing, and on this day they visited the sixth hall of King Bian Cheng.

Fang Qingyin was just about to enter the Sixth Hall, when he suddenly saw a group of jailers shouting like a dragon and a tiger, he felt quite strange, so he flashed aside and gave way.

The group of jailers escorted a group of new ghosts, entered the six halls like wind and fire, and pressed the new ghosts to kneel under the palace, and counted carefully, just the number of Beidou.

Xie Chama handed over a letter of confession to King Bian Cheng, who was sitting high in the hall, and then stepped aside.

Seven unkempt new ghosts, with shackles on their wrists, iron shackles on their feet, torn robes all over their bodies, and dripping yin blood, they looked like they had been tortured several times, but they all looked angry and frowned, awe-inspiring and unyielding, and their bodies were faintly emitting a chilling righteousness, and their bodies were extraordinary.

Fang Qingyin was blessed by Hongjun Ancestor with three thousand Dao Methods, which could naturally be recognized, so he couldn't help but be secretly happy, so he grabbed Guan Yuan and whispered: "Seeing that these new ghosts are a little righteous, let's listen to how the King of Bian Cheng tried the case and see what the origin of these new ghosts is." ”

Guan Yuan nodded in agreement.

So the two of them stood quietly outside the gate of the six halls, ready to listen to the clues.

On the ghost judgment hall, King Bian Cheng sat majestically.

He held the confession in his hand, with ghostly eyes, and browsed for a moment, then put the confession on the official case, and shouted to a tall new ghost who knelt in front:

"Shen Yu! You scolded the heavens and the earth, and led hundreds of Yang people in Xuzhou to fight against the Netherworld, killing the Yin soldiers and attacking the ghost king. ”

"Hahahaha......" The new ghost named Shen Yu suddenly struggled to get up, looking up to the sky and laughing.

King Bian Cheng was furious, and he slapped the shocked wood and said, "Duh, bold Shen Yu, what are you laughing at?"