"No, I'm not leaving, I'm going back, I'm going back!"

A man's voice rang out, full of despair and unwillingness.

"My child is only two years old, and my daughter-in-law is still in the hospital...... Big brother, I beg you, let me go back and take a look, ho-ho-ho......"

The man cried heartbreakingly, shouting so much that his liver and intestines were broken.

"Do you want to go back to Huangquan Road?

A cold voice shouted.

A few suppressed cries faintly came, including men and women, old and young, and we were in a panic.

Suddenly, I saw a few gray shadows falling from mid-air, and then several figures stood a few meters in front of us.

I was shocked, thinking that I would meet the robbers so soon, and the knife immediately condensed in my hand.

But when the figures stood still, we realized that these people were not robbers at all, but ghosts dressed in black.

They were all about the same height, dressed in black, holding chains that were connected in mid-air.

One of the oni stood still, and his arm jerked down, and then a shadow appeared in midair.

Then, the other ghosts almost worked together, and several chains immediately pulled down all the shadows in the air.

"Ouch, this ...... Where is this, and why do I still have a rope around my neck?"

"Mom, Mom, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"Help me, I'm crushed, it hurts, it hurts, help me......

......

There was a commotion, and men, women, and children began to speak in silence.

- Smack!

The last ghost to shoot, I don't know when he came out with an extra leather whip, it whipped a flower on the top of the crowd's heads, and the popping sound startled the crowd to a stunned.

"Hehehehe, all the dead souls! You have reached the limit of Yangshou, and this place is Huangquan Road in the underworld. I advise you to stop doing useless struggles and sorrows, life and death are fateful, how can you turn back?"

The ghost reprimanded.

Everyone heard that they were already dead, and there was another heart-rending cry of pain, which was no different from the group in front of them.

Several ghosts should be accustomed to this situation, waving whips, pulling chains, dragging the souls of the dead like pigs, and slowly walking forward.

This tragic scene made us all silent, and the fat man and Heavenly Master Zhang stopped joking.

Yes, how many princes and princes have looked back at the nobles of the world, but they have no power to return to the sky, so they have to look up to the sky and sigh, lamenting that time is gone.

How many ordinary lives are there, struggling and wasting their time.

I think I have more time to spare, and once I step on the Yellow Spring, it will be too late to regret it.

Life, soul.

In the end, they still stood here as equals, waiting for the unknown, waiting for fear.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man burst out of the crowd and rushed towards the pitch-black earth on the right.

The crowd immediately boiled, and a few guys who couldn't see their faces clearly looked left and right for a while, as if they were also thinking about escaping.

Suddenly-

I saw a slender black shadow shoot out from the ghost's hand like a snake letter, and the middle-aged man only escaped four or five steps before he was caught by the black shadow, and he fell to the ground and couldn't move.

The leader shook the whip in his hand, and the slender black shadow shortened sharply, and the middle-aged man was dragged back to the stone path.

"I'm the XXX chief, and I'm the manager of the world! No one can let me die, including the king of Hades!!"

The middle-aged man was furious, and said fiercely while struggling.

The leading ghost almost silently withdrew the long whip, and then pushed the middle-aged man back into the crowd, and then there was an extra thing in his hand.

As soon as the middle-aged man saw this thing, his body shrank involuntarily, as if he was extremely afraid.

The fat man had sharp eyes, and he whispered to me:

"It's like a hook, oh yes - it's a soul hook!"

According to legend, the ghosts of the underworld have a soul lock hook, if you encounter a dead soul who does not abide by the yin law, you only need to hook this hook to the collarbone of the dead soul, and you will never be able to break free, until the soul is gone!

The middle-aged man lost his arrogance when he saw the soul hook, and he suddenly knelt down and pleaded:

"Two masters, two big brothers! I'm really XXX chief, equivalent to the ancient feudal officials! Can you make it convenient for me to go back quietly, it won't take long, one day is enough, okay?"

The leading ghost shook the soul lock hook in his hand, and smiled sadly:

"No matter what kind of dignitary you were during your lifetime, even if the emperor of the world is under the jurisdiction of the soul lock hook in the hands of Bencha!

The middle-aged man thought that there was room for negotiation, so he immediately took a few steps on his knees and begged:

"My family has a lot of money, and I have everything to eat, drink, and drink! I have money, power, women, and property! Anyway, I will give you whatever you want! Just give me a day, and I can arrange it!"

The ghost grinned and touched the middle-aged man's head with his hand, as if he was thinking.

The middle-aged man thought that the price was not enough, and said flatteringly:

"I still have gold bars, gold bricks, gold ingots......!

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the ghost almost hooked up, and the hook tip of the soul hook immediately plunged deep into his left collarbone, causing the middle-aged man to cry out in pain.

"How can the wealth of the mortal world be used in the underworld? We want yin longevity, can you give it? hehehehe...... Let's go!"

As soon as the ghost cha lifted the soul lock hook, the middle-aged man's body couldn't help but stand up from the landlord, and was dragged forward by the ghost.

When the other souls saw this scene, they probably understood something, and they slowly lowered their heads and followed as if they were fated.

The little monk looked embarrassed, and recited the Buddha's name with his palms together, and there seemed to be an unbearable look in his eyes.

Heavenly Master Zhang Ye's eyes were moist, and he was a little dazed and sympathetic.

The fat man was fine, he just said softly:

"Life, it's really like a dream! Dream bubbles are empty, a fart lives and dies Huang Liang dream......"

I was a little sad and sighed, and I didn't want to hear his nondescript "dream-like" remarks, so I almost laughed out loud.

"Who!, why haven't you waited for a few people to follow?"

Perhaps it was because the fat man's voice was a little loud, but the ghost, who had already gone away, turned around sharply and shouted at us.

The fat man shrank when he heard this, and quietly stepped back and hid behind me, thinking that the scene just now had left a shadow on him.

The little monk looked at me and found that I didn't pay attention to it, so he remained silent and continued to chant the Buddha with his palms together.

Instead, Heavenly Master Zhang Jiaosheng replied:

"It's your business, get your way!"

Cold sweat came down my forehead.

Xindao, if Jin San was here, he would definitely admonish him bitterly, how could a girl speak so vulgarly.

That ghost must also be a high-minded and arrogant person, hearing that a woman from the Heavenly Master Zhang dared to insult it, he suddenly shook his whip angrily, and walked towards us like a fierce god.

You can't kill demons and subdue demons, you are the first to cause trouble!

I can't help but be a little depressed, I just came to the underworld to cause trouble, and it may not be too much trouble to get to the center of the underworld......

As the ghost approached, we saw its true face.

The black clothes on its body are somewhat like the one-piece robes worn by the ancients when it rains, and its face is blurred as if it has been coded, except for its eyes, the whole person in black is a person.

The ghost's eyes are somewhat similar to the nine-tailed fox demon, not in shape, but in color—a faint green glow.

"Huh? Benchashi detained fifteen souls, seven men, five women, and three children, where did you come from, and why didn't you have any servants around?"

As soon as the ghost approached us, he noticed that something was wrong, and he stopped and asked as he stood two meters away from us.

I just wanted to talk to it, but when I heard the word "revenant", I immediately became strange.

The barrier between the two realms has collapsed, the order of the underworld has also been affected, and the souls of the dead in the world can't float to the underworld by themselves, why is it so dedicated and takes the initiative to detain the souls?

"I ask you, do you want to taste the taste of Bencha Yin Whip?"

The ghost said angrily.

I spun my head around quickly, stepped forward and pressed my hand against it, signaling that I heard it and that I should not make any noise.

"Are you a ghost from the underworld?

I asked with my hands folded leisurely and pretending to be mysterious.

As soon as the ghost saw my posture, he stared at me with green eyes and spun around a few times, and immediately sneered:

"Where did the boy come from, he dared to ask about Ben's errand! hehehe, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!"

I didn't bother to argue with it, and repeated the question again.

The ghost almost couldn't help it, and with a flick of the whip in his hand, the tip of the whip cut through the gray air current, and slammed it towards my head like lightning.

I didn't want to be angry in front of it, so I lowered my head over the tip of the whip and jumped in front of it with a kick of my legs.

Seeing that I was so fast, the green eye was startled, and the soul hook in his other hand moved.

But where will I give it a chance-the evil qi in my hand condensed under the skin, grabbed its throat with a handful, and said in a deep voice:

"Answer me! Are these souls the souls of the dead?"

The ghost has no weight in the body, and it was lifted high by me at once, and it snorted a few times in its throat, as if it wanted to speak.

I strained my hand, tightened it in my throat and said:

"Don't play tricks with me! You're just a Dao spirit, and you're going to suffocate?"

Sure enough, it was deflated at once, and replied softly:

"Yes, it's the soul of the yang world! Who the hell are you, how did you become a soul and still have power?"

I smiled, tightened my grip again, and threatened:

"It seems that you are still not honest! I am asking about the 'dead soul' not the soul, and if there is another untruth, you can save a bowl of Meng Po soup!"

When the ghost saw that I was so fierce, he immediately said:

"Some are dead souls, some are not! Big brother, you let go of Bencha first, no matter how you say it, Bencha is also on an errand in the underworld, so let's leave some dignity!"

I'm so funny, I'm dying and still thinking about decency, is it true that all the guys in the underworld are so insignificant?

At this moment, the other demons who were with it immediately gathered around me and shouted:

"Let it go quickly, otherwise Bencha will make you wait for survival and death!"

......

When the fat man saw this formation, he seemed to have finally come back to his senses.

He took a few steps forward, took out Zhang Daofu and scolded:

"Bunnies, who dares to come here!

I shook my head at the fat man, signaling him not to act rashly, but I said to the ghost in my hand:

"Since some of them are not dead souls, what are you doing with them? Do you dare to go against the order of heaven?"

When the ghost heard this, he immediately cried out bitterly:

"Big brother, big brother, it's no wonder that we are low-ranking servants, we are only responsible for transporting souls. There are big ghosts on it, ghosts will search for souls and detain souls, we don't dare to mess around without permission!"

As soon as it finished speaking, it saw another black shadow fall in mid-air, black armor masked, tall body, a bit like a ghost general!