Chapter 67: Traveling to the Underworld for Sending Tinder

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Hearing him say this, I also want to go to the underworld to see, for eight hundred years, I have stayed almost all in Yunrong Mountain, and now that I am out of the mountain, I want to go and see everywhere, looking forward to the next moment when there will be an unexpected and unexpected new thing again.

The underworld seems to be no different from the human world, except that there is no yang, no light, day and night, and then there are fewer people, no, it should be said that there are fewer ghosts, and it is good to be able to meet two passing ghosts on the road for two hours.

Xi Kang took me on the road leading to the Yama Hall in the world, because of the conflict between yang and yin, so there are no houses within five miles on both sides of this road, only a few scattered small tea stalls, only a teapot and a few black bowls under the grass shed, and other places are placed with things that have never been seen before, and there are all kinds of strange things. Xi Kang pointed to a small jar and told me that it contained the placental blood of the ghost baby, and I was startled, "Do ghost babies also have placenta?" I asked.

"Otherwise, where would the baby live before it was born?" Xi Kang said with a smile, "Don't look at this thing, it sounds disgusting, but the effect is unique, and the entire underworld does not exceed a hundred cans, which is more precious than the big red robe on the top of the mountain in the world." ”

"How dare you put such a precious thing out?" I craned my neck to look, "No one is watching, aren't you afraid of being stolen?"

"No one dares to steal ghost things, even if it is an immortal-level person like Master, they don't dare to provoke ghost things. Shaohua, if you run into ghosts, don't lie in front of them, they hate deception, let alone stealing from them. If you provoke them, they will do everything they can to pestering you for the rest of your life, by the way, you can't owe them a debt if something happens, you would rather be forced to hit the wall than owe ghost debts, they are too pestering. ”

"Have you ever been pestered?" I asked.

"No, but I've seen it with my own eyes. ”

When Xi Kang instructed me like this, I immediately felt that there were many traps hidden under the quiet exterior of the dark underworld, and there were many dangers and frightening steps.

I trembled and followed Xi Kang for another while, and suddenly reacted, what am I afraid of? I haven't stolen anything or owe any debt to ghosts, I don't even know a ghost, and no one will come to pester me if a ghost wants to haunt me. Oops, what a scare of yourself. When I came back to my senses, I was in a good mood after that, very relaxed, and walking on the ghostly streets of the underworld was like visiting a morning market, which was quite leisurely.

The road was open and straight, and at the end of the road was a building like a castle tower, not very tall, but the city gate was very vigorous, and there were two stone statues of one-man tall beasts of the underworld in front of the door, and countless large rivets were nailed to the boxy gate, and the gold paint on the rivets had fallen off, revealing the rusty green brass inside.

Xi Kang did not enter through the main gate, but went around to the side of the city gate to find a small gate with many ghosts entering and exiting. These ghosts were full of sadness one by one, and even the ghost aura emanating from their bodies leaked some of the bitter taste.

Although there are a lot of ghosts coming and going, the area around this small door seems quieter than other places, everyone purses their lips and is careful not to make a sound, in such an atmosphere, Xi Kang and I are also atmospheric and dare not go out, when I enter the door, Xi Kang grabbed my hand tightly, and pulled me hard to speed up my pace, izhi walked to a room with an iron fence before letting go of me.

I especially wanted to ask why this was happening, but I didn't ask when I saw that Xi Kang was still silent and stern. The layout in this room is similar to that of the yamen in the world, except that the torture tools here are more cruel and have more tricks.

On the stained floor of the room lay two ghosts, one on a splint and the other on a whipping. There was also a ghost on the torture rack, covered in scars and exhausted, and being tortured by the ghost. There was still a pot of hot oil burning in the room, making a "coo-goo" sound, accompanied by the screams of torture and crying all over the house, which made people want to turn their heads immediately and never step into this room again.

Xi Kang stood at the door and craned his neck to look inside, and I followed his gaze and saw a scholar wearing a hat sitting in the corner of the room, this scholar looked about forty years old, his beard covered half of his face, he was wearing a public uniform very casually, and he was writing a confession quickly on the desk. He operated four pens by himself, and he wrote the confessions of the four ghost criminals in this room, so he looked busy, and his brow furrowed into three deep ravines.

Xi Kang looked at him for a long time, and then he raised his head a little as if he had just noticed, and asked without taking his eyes off his confession: "You came back so soon? Did you find the whereabouts of the sun-sheltering fire or was there something else?"

Xi Kang didn't mind his very polite reaction at all, and replied: "I brought the sunshade fire, please Zhao Wenwen take me to the errand." ”

Zhao Wenwen glanced at Xi Kang with some surprise, and quickly pulled his gaze back to the confession, his tone softened a little, and said, "Wait, there are many things today." ”

So we waited at the door, the prisoners in the room changed three times, Zhao Wencai raised his head again, frowned and glanced here, Xi Kang and I were sitting on the steps bored, originally the back of the head was aimed at Zhao Wenwen, Xi Kang was keenly aware of his gaze, "poof" stood up, walked quickly to Zhao Wenwen, forgot to call me together, for fear that Zhao Wenwen would lower his head again the next moment, and then we had to wait here for a few hours. I was so frightened by Xi Kang that I almost summoned the Climbing Cloud Moon Whip, but fortunately I wasn't confused, patted my frightened little heart, and turned around to follow Xi Kang.

"Let's go, go to the back hall. Zhao Wenwen frowned and said, got up and walked to the back hall. Xi Kang and I followed closely behind, and when we arrived in the back hall, Zhao Wenwen asked us to sit on the chairs first, and then ordered a ghost to call someone, Xi Kang asked, "Won't Zhao Wenshu take us there?"

Zhao Wenwen said: "Let Zheng Ji take you to the same, he knows the way." ”

After a while, the one named Zheng Ji came, and it was very strange that I couldn't find any ghost characteristics in him, but I still felt the breath of a mortal.

Zhao Wenwen instructed Zheng Ji to say: "You go to the fourteenth layer of hell to get a new book of life and death and send it to the Lu judge of Chenzhou, and by the way, take these two people to the thirteenth layer of hell to find Huyeda." ”

Zheng Ji is a little short, and he has maintained a smiling face since he entered the door, which is the kind of hippie smile, which makes people think that he is very sleek, he is still smiling, but he shows an embarrassed expression, and says: "Lord Zhao, you also know that I always have something to do, just before entering the door, Frian also instructed me to find her a pictorial of the dead flowers and the sprouts that have just grown, and asked me to go to the fourth hell to buy a bone casserole, and now you let me do two more things, I am really too busy." ”

Zhao Wenwen said: "You will always have a way, who doesn't know Zheng Ji's ability, I just left you in the underworld because you can do this, do you want to disappoint me now?"

Zheng Ji narrowed his eyes, smiled deeper on his face, and said to Zhao Wenwen: "Zhao Qiye's orders are naturally to be done no matter how busy they are, but Fulian ...... there."

"You mean you can't solve it?" Zheng Ji, don't let me say it a second time, how many people are waiting for you to be kicked out of the underworld by me, so that they can take their place......"

"It can be solved, it can definitely be solved!" Zheng Ji said in a panic without waiting for Zhao Wenshu to finish speaking, "Don't worry, Lord Seven, isn't it just a trip to the fourteenth layer of hell, and ......it will be a blink of an eye."

"Huh?" Zhao Wenwen glanced at him, and the Sichuan character on his head did not change at all.

Zheng Ji smiled, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth, "I have to go to the thirteenth layer of hell and take them to Huyeda." ”

"Neither of these two things can be delayed, let me know that you are lazy and slippery on the road, be careful that I greet you with nail clippers!" Zhao Wenwen flicked his sleeves and walked out of the room with his legs raised. Zheng Ji nodded while watching Zhao Wenwen go out, and muttered "How can it, how can it", and when Zhao Wenshu completely disappeared, Zheng Ji took us to the thirteenth layer of hell to find Huyeda with that hippie smile.

On the way, we always kept a certain distance from Zheng Ji. I took advantage of this time to ask Xi Kang, "Why do I think he is human?" I took my chin and pointed to Zheng Ji, who was walking in front of him.

Xi Kang said: "He is a living mortal. ”

"Why can mortals come and go in the underworld?" I was surprised, Zheng Ji obviously didn't feel the slightest hint of monk's breath on his body, "Isn't he afraid of the yin qi of the underworld? Isn't he afraid of ghosts?" For a while, many questions appeared in my mind, and I didn't know which one to ask first.

Although we spoke very softly, we were still heard by Zheng Ji in front, Zheng Ji chuckled lightly and said: "You demon immortals can enter and exit the underworld, and we can naturally do it, but we have to bring something to avoid yin qi on our body, which is easy to solve." He shrugged, and although he couldn't see his face, he could hear the indifference in his tone.

Boring on the road, I saw that Zheng Ji seemed to be a person who likes to chat, so I chatted with him, Zheng Ji has been on an errand for the king of Yama in the underworld for almost 20 years, he himself said that he used to be a cemetery watcher, one day he ran into a ghost errand, and was selected by mistake to become a messenger of communication between the underworld and the world, the status of this messenger is not high, often the world, the underworld is angry at both ends, but the treatment is very good, money, life, as long as you have saved enough credit and hard work, the underworld will give you a fair and just appropriate reward.

I didn't walk for long, I heard the sound of the water waves churning, and when I got closer, I saw a deep cliff, under the cliff is the muddy river that is about to drown over the cliff, the cliff is very long, the river is also very long, look at both sides, there is no end in sight, the river is not in a hurry, but it keeps fluctuating, the boat on the river is like a petal falling in the wind, swaying, as if it will be overturned by the river if you are not careful.

"After crossing the river, it's the second hell. Xi Kang looked at the boat floating on the river and said.