"Next, you can rest for a month, feel the atmosphere of the underworld, and then you will go on a second mission!"

"So, I can go out?" Du Xuan's spirit was shocked, and he was really interested in what the situation was in the underworld. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Of course, as a geist, I can already hide my existence, and I am not afraid of being robbed, so you can naturally move freely. "However, you'd better just stay in the city of vain death, don't go out at will, the outside environment is not very good, and it is very dangerous!"

"In this way, I belong to the people who died in vain?" Du Xuan asked.

"So what, now let you choose, do you go back to be a man, or do you want to be a ghost here?" said the old man who didn't care.

When Du Xuan heard this, he was also speechless.

……

Du Xuan couldn't wait to go out, as soon as he opened the door, a faint flush appeared in front of him, and an inexplicable feeling of dryness and heat arose. At this moment, Du Xuan even felt that his cultivation had improved.

"Huh!"

Du Xuan looked up and saw a round of blood-red sun, hanging in the sky. The blazing light shone through the dark clouds, bringing him a constant heat and pleasure.

"Hey, what, can't there be a sun in the underworld?" "There is no sun, where do you wandering spirits absorb yang energy, condense ghost bodies, and promote ghost soldiers!"

"Looks like I really need to get to know better!"

Du Xuan has accepted the memory inheritance, but because his own strength is too poor, most of them are sealed, and he needs to absorb and accept them step by step. Now, although his strength is still not very good, compared to before, it is indeed a world of difference, and he can absorb some of his memories. He felt that he had to understand at least some common sense things. Otherwise, if you make a mistake in this, you will lose your adult.

As Du Xuan walked, he secretly absorbed the memory inheritance. The street where he was empty and there was not a single ghost. However, he was not surprised, because through the absorption of memory, he already knew something.

The city of the dead, as the name suggests, contains the souls of those who died in vain.

And when the soul of the person who died in vain arrives here, there are two choices, one is to temporarily live here and wait for the end of his life to be reincarnated, and the other is to give up reincarnation and stay in the underworld forever as a member of the ghost clan. And the latter is also divided into two kinds, one is to serve for the dead city lord, through the accumulation of merits step by step, promotion and blessing, and embark on the road to becoming a god; The former can stay in the city of vain forever, while the latter must leave and fend for himself after being promoted to the ghost soldier.

According to the different choices, naturally, the formation of the three major areas of gods, immortal cultivation, and reincarnation, plus the bazaar area of buying and selling, is the entire city of vain death.

Where Du Xuan is located, it is naturally the Xiuxian District. The entire structure of the underworld is a Shinto system, and it is naturally more smooth to take the road of sealing the gods, so there are very few ghosts who choose to cultivate immortals. In addition, those who leave, those who retreat, and the scene of desertion in front of them are the norm. However, he came out naturally not to experience loneliness, so he walked directly to the market area.

Far away from the bazaar, all kinds of voices came from afar, and it was extremely noisy. And the road was no longer empty, and there were many more ghosts in groups.

The largest number of them are the Yin Souls who looked similar to Du Xuan when he first came to the underworld. The difference is that they are all dressed in gorgeous clothes. These clothes are not Du Xuan's own Yin Qi transformation, but real clothes. These people talked about nothing else on the road, just some things to eat, drink and have fun, as if they were all local tyrants and big bosses in the mortal world.

"This treatment is really good!" Du Xuan commented with a smile.

Through his memory, he learned that those who died in vain must wait until the end of their life to choose rebirth, and during this period, they can enjoy happiness in the city of vain death. Of course, the free ones are only basic, and if you want to enjoy the extra treatment, you have to exchange them for life. However, even if the human race is the slightest bit in the world, it is also a local tyrant when it reaches the underworld, and the total life of the soul of 80,000 years is only for enjoyment, which is enough to squander.

"Rat-eyed people!" The old man heard Du Xuan's words, but he scoffed, "Don't look at it now, it's very cool one by one, when the time comes, there will be a photo on the mirror platform, and they will suffer hard!"

"Not necessarily, isn't there any good person in here?" Du Xuan argued casually.

"No, I dare to guarantee that there is no one!" "The underworld itself is a complete world, and it also has to take care of the reincarnation of the heavens and all worlds, and all kinds of ghosts and gods are very lacking, and some good people are also picked up at the first time." ”

"I said that there are fewer and fewer good people in the world, more and more bad people, and all kinds of livestock emerge in an endless stream, and the root of daring is here in the underworld!" Du Xuan felt the general environment in his life, and complained unceremoniously.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's your own materialistic desires in the world, and you are the result of yourself, don't shirk your responsibilities to the underworld!" Naturally, the old man couldn't agree, "Although there are no good people who are reincarnated from the underworld, those evil people have all drunk Meng Po soup before they are reincarnated, and their souls have long been whitewashed. ”

"There is no remnant of that hard to guarantee, I have heard a lot of Su Hui incidents!"

"That's talent!"

……

Du Xuan and the old bookkeeper spoke in the vernacular, and walked into the market area.

Games, singing and dancing, juggling, cockfighting, dog fighting, dragon and lion dances, are just like the Chinese New Year in the world, and they are very different from the underground bazaar they imagined before. However, Du Xuan did not reject this, and happily strolled and enjoyed.

"How do you sell buns?" asked Du Xuan.

"Twelve a year, absolutely affordable!"

"Is this handsome and chic worthy of its name?"

"Little brother, as soon as I see you, I know that you are a person who knows the goods, but it is blessed with the magic of the immortal family--Yushu Linfeng! If you buy a female ghost that is guaranteed to kill the world, you don't need money to enter the Qinglou, you have to post it upside down! As long as you live for three years!"

……

Along the way, Du Xuan discovered a secret while visiting casually. "There is no ordinary ghost in the performance of the stall here!"

"I can see it!" the old man smiled and said, "It's best to make a fool's money, and if you don't make it, you won't make it in vain!

Du Xuan looked over, there was an embroidery building, and a female ghost with a light veil and a face that couldn't see clearly stood quietly. Downstairs, a group of ghosts raised their heads to bid.

"I've been out for thirty years, thirty years!"

"your new arrival, what a beautiful girl, I want to get into the curtain at this point, get out of here as soon as possible!"

"I've been eighty years!"

"One hundred years!"

……

"I'm out for three hundred years!"

A fat, ball-like man roared, drowning down all other voices. And he seemed to enjoy everyone's shocked gaze very much, and with the arrogant posture of a victor, he followed the female ghost into the embroidery building.

"She used illusion!" Du Xuannai is a wandering spirit at the peak of the middle stage, although he doesn't know any spells yet, but with his strength, he still sees the true appearance of the woman in the embroidered building. Although it can also be called beautiful, it is above the level, and it can't match the madness below at all.

"Isn't that illegal?"

"You think so much!" the old man smiled and asked rhetorically, "Is it illegal for you to have plastic surgery in the world?"

Du Xuan was speechless. But at this moment, he suddenly had a sense of isolation from the lively and noisy scene in front of him, as if he was left behind and independent.

"Let's go, this place is no longer suitable for me!" Du Xuan no longer had a smile on his face.

"When you sprout this heart, it is the beginning of detachment!"