Flying forward through four or five streets, the yin qi in the air became more and more intense, and a pitch-black void gate appeared in Zhang Xiaopaw's field of vision, knowing that this should be the yin gate that the master said.

The cold and piercing yin qi kept gushing out of the pitch-black space behind the door, and there were ghosts in front of the door, some going out and some going inside.

The Heavenly Martial Dao hand pinched the seal on Zhang Xiaopu's body, and Zhang Xiaopaw only felt a coldness sweeping through his body, covering his breath of life.

"Let's go. "The Heavenly Martial Daoist flew into the Yin Gate with Zhang Xiaopaw.

The body didn't fall into the dark, Zhang Xiaopaw only felt that his head and feet were light, and there was a feeling of losing weight, but before he could feel it carefully, his eyes lit up, his feet hit the ground, and his body returned to normal feeling.

As soon as he regained his gaze, Zhang Xiaopaw looked around curiously.

I found that all sides were gray, like a cloudy morning, when the sky was just dawn and the night had not completely faded.

At your feet is a flat and spacious avenue that leads to the front, with no end in sight.

The road is rocky and overgrown with weeds, and there are even mountains and trees in the distance, but whether it is stones or trees and weeds, they are all gray-white tones full of dead silence.

Zhang Xiaopaw looked at the road that disappeared at the end of his vision, and he had a sense of unreality as if he was in a dream, how could he have imagined that one day he would stand on Huangquan Road as a living person.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel a trace of nervousness and fear, afraid that I would not be able to turn back after walking this Huangquan Road. Fortunately, with the Heavenly Martial Dao people by his side, he quickly calmed down in his heart.

Zhang Xiaopaw was surprised to find that all the ghosts who came and went walked on the road in an orderly manner, and none of the ghosts walked down the road and ran around.

"This is the junction of the yang and the underworld, belonging to the chaotic area of the two sides, there are many powerful guys living in it, there are ghosts and people, demons and demons, so don't look at the quiet around, it looks very safe, but in fact, it is dangerous and hidden, and the murder is everywhere. If these imps dare to go down the road, they will be devoured by the evil spirits lurking on both sides of the road in an instant. The Heavenly Martial Daoist said.

Zhang Xiaoshu looked at the Tianwu Daoist in surprise, stretched out his finger and pointed to his mouth, asking if the Tianwu Daoist could speak?

"It doesn't matter, the old man has imposed a forbidden law, and they can't hear our conversation. The Heavenly Martial Daoist said.

A ghost creature with a red glow on its body walked towards him, and the Heavenly Martial Daoist suddenly swept it away with a wave of his robe sleeves.

The ghost creep suddenly let out a terrible scream that made Zhang Xiaopu's bones tremble, and it desperately fluttered its limbs, trying to stop its upside-down body, but the strength of the Heavenly Martial Dao people was not something it could compete with, and it flew out of the road in an instant and fell into the pile of rubbles on the side of the road.

Suddenly, a hideous-looking black-faced long-haired monster burst out of the ground, and the little ghost was grabbed by it before it fell to the ground, and then threw it into its mouth and squeaked and chewed, and finally swallowed it with a grunt, and then licked the corners of his mouth with a look of expectation, looking at Tianwu Dao and Zhang Xiaopaw expectantly, as if he wanted them to throw a few more little ghosts to it.

Zhang Xiaopaw was stared at by his dark green eyes, and goosebumps all over his body.

The Tianwu Daoist used practical actions to tell Zhang Xiaopaw how dangerous it was on both sides of the seemingly quiet road, but this method seemed to be a bit too casual and ruthless.

The Heavenly Martial Dao people seemed to know what Zhang Xiaopu was thinking, and said: "These ghosts with red bodies are all people who have lost their conscience and committed the most heinous crimes in front of them, and it is not a pity to die, so there is no need for sympathy. ”

"Oh" Zhang Xiaopaw suddenly began to pay attention to the light on the ghost object, and found that there were many red lights on the body, some shallow and some deep, knowing that the darker the color, the heavier the sin on the body.

He found that there was still white light and yellow light on his body, so he asked curiously, "Master, what do white and yellow light mean?"

"The white light on the body is the ghost who lives in the prefecture, which is almost equal to the identity token, and the yellow light on the body is the person who has just died, you see that their eyes have not been opened, they are now in an unconscious state, and they will only open after entering the ghost gate and stepping on the Huangquan Road. The Heavenly Martial Daoist said.

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaopu was stunned when he heard this, pointed to his feet and asked in surprise, "Isn't this Huangquan Road?"

"Naturally not, I haven't passed the ghost gate yet, where did I come from Huangquan Road?" said the Tianwu Daoist.

Zhang Xiaopaw couldn't help but scratch his head in embarrassment, feeling that he was blind to a road that was not Huangquan Road for a long time.

The Heavenly Martial Daoist quickened his flight.

After flying forward for about a cup of tea, a towering city wall made of pitch-black stones appeared in Zhang Xiaopa's field of vision.

After seeing the tall city wall of Yancheng, and then looking at the city wall of Baiyun City, there will be an illusion that the city wall of Baiyun City is very low, but when he saw the pitch-black city wall in front of him, Zhang Xiaopu suddenly felt that the city wall of Yancheng did not seem to be too high.

Zhang Xiaopaw felt that this city wall was a moat, a moat separating the two worlds of yin and yang.

However, he heard the Heavenly Martial Daoist say: "The underworld is the same as the human world, there are plunders and wars, the difference is that the wars in the underworld are a hundred times more cruel and ferocious than the human world, which can be seen from their tall walls. The walls of every dungeon are so majestic and tall, but they still cannot guarantee 100% safety, and there is still a possibility of being captured. ”

"What kind of ferocious attack does it have to take such a strong fortress?" Zhang Xiaopu couldn't imagine looking up at the towering city wall.

While they were talking, the two of them had already come to the city gate.

The lintel of the city gate, which is nearly 20 zhang high, is engraved with three big black characters: Ghost Gate!

There is a pillar on each side of the gate.

The doorpost on the left is engraved: Don't come and go in this life, the reincarnation of heaven.

The inscription on the right doorpost reads: Do more good and less evil, and retribution is unpleasant.

There is a blue-faced fanged stone statue more than ten zhang high on both sides of the door, holding a steel fork in his hand, looking down at the ground, baring his teeth and splitting eyes, hideous and terrifying, as if he wants to choose people to eat, oh no, he should choose ghosts and devour.

Zhang Xiaopaw looked at the words engraved on the doorpost on the right, and couldn't help but want to laugh, saying in his heart that what is the use of carving it here for ghosts, and they won't be able to remember anything after they are reincarnated. But after thinking about it, maybe those who remember this sentence are reincarnated, and after birth, this sentence is secretly engraved in their souls, so their nature will be good, but those who don't care about this sentence will be evil by nature after birth.

Walking forward to the bottom of the stone statue, Zhang Xiaopaw looked at the hair on the stone statue's thick calves shaking in the wind, and was startled, only then did he know that these two evil ghosts were not stone statues, but alive.

Passing through the deep city gate, the line of sight suddenly brightened and became clear, the sky was no longer gray, and there was a bright but not dazzling sun hanging in the sky.

The Tianwu Daoist told Zhang Xiaopaw that it was a cloudy day in the underworld.

The breeze blows slowly, and although it is also cool, it is not as cold and biting as outside the city.

The wind carries a refreshing floral scent.

Zhang Xiaopaw saw that both sides of the road were full of red flowers, the color was as red and gorgeous as blood, and at a glance, it was boundless, like a sea of red.

What made Zhang Xiaopaw feel strange was that these flowers only had petals, and they couldn't see a single flower leaf.

"The flowers on the other side, the flowers and leaves do not meet, it is the most beautiful scenery on the Huangquan Road. The Heavenly Martial Daoist said loudly.

"Huangquan Road!" Zhang Xiaopu couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, hurriedly looked at the Huangquan Road under his feet, and found that it was no different from the road outside the city, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, as if he had to be a little extraordinary to be worthy of the title of "Huangquan Road".

Walking forward with the Tianwu Dao people, Zhang Xiaopu suddenly remembered a sentence, couldn't help but get nervous, and said, "Master, can't you turn back on Huangquan Road?"

"Hehe" Tianwu Daoist smiled and said, "We are walking on the yang road, and it is okay if we don't look back, the ghost of the first death is on the yin road, and there will be all kinds of illusions on both sides of the road, all of which are things in front of you, bitter and sweet, it can be regarded as a memory of a lifetime, but we have walked through it, and we must not turn back, because once we turn back, the soul will be hooked, and then turn into a flower in this sea of flowers." ”

Zhang Xiaopu was shocked when he heard this, looked at the red sea on both sides of the road and asked, "Are all these flowers ghost-incarnated?"

"Yes. Butcher Zhang nodded.

Zhang Xiaopaw was so shocked that he was about to speak, the scenery on both sides of the road suddenly changed, and pictures appeared, looking at the familiar figures in the picture, Zhang Xiaopaw's eyes couldn't help but moisten, but he was not very sad, because he had lived a lifetime in the illusion, and the sadness in his heart had been greatly relieved.

"See?" the Heavenly Martial Daoist asked, sensing Zhang Xiaopaw's mood swings.

"Hmm" Zhang Xiaopaw nodded, busy reining in his emotions, still remembering the advice of the Tianwu people before he came, not to have too many mood swings.

Continuing to walk, about a thousand steps, Zhang Xiaopaw suddenly stopped in surprise, because he saw two different pictures at the same time, one was his life in the fantasy world, and the other was the experience of real life. "How could this be?" Zhang Xiaopaw told the Tianwu Daoist about the two pictures he saw, and then asked in surprise.

Everyone can only see their own experiences in front of them, so the Tianwu Dao people can't see the two different life experiences that Zhang Xiaopu said.

The Heavenly Martial Dao people thought for a long time, and finally said uncertainly: "It may be that the formation is extremely powerful, and it has deceived the Heavenly Dao." ”

Five miles further on, a river and a bridge appeared in front of me, and on the opposite side of the river were the streets of houses, and the streets were full of traffic.

"Lechuan River, what about the bridge?" Zhang Xiaopu asked in surprise.

"It's not. The Tianwu Daoist shook his head, "The Lechuan River and the Nai He Bridge are in hell, not here, the river and the bridge in front of you are ordinary rivers and bridges." ”

Hearing that it was not the Lechuan River and the Nai He Bridge, Zhang Xiaopaw couldn't help but feel very regretful.

Since it is not the Lechuan River and the Nai He Bridge, it is natural that you can't see Meng Po selling soup.

However, there were many coachmen who solicited customers, rushing up, scrambling to let Tianwu Daoist and Zhang Xiaopu get into their carriages.

It is not appropriate to say that it is a carriage, because the cart is a kind of two-headed monster that Zhang Xiaopu has never heard of, with fangs exposed, half-green and half-green hair more than half a foot long, and the appearance is strange and scary.

The Tianwu Daoist picked a wide and comfortable carriage, paid the coachman a black bean the size of a soybean, and instructed the coachman to walk around the bustling street casually.

The coachman got a black bean, and he was so happy that the corners of his mouth were grinning.

The carriage circled around the bustling street for half an hour, and Zhang Xiaopaw kept holding the curtains and curiously watching the scene on the street, and finally came to a conclusion:

It's a city like a human city.

The only difference is that one is inhabited by people and the other is inhabited by ghosts.

"Hehe, don't forget, they used to be human beings, and their living habits are naturally no different from human beings. The Heavenly Martial Daoist smiled and said.

Zhang Xiaopaw smiled dumbly, thinking that this was not the case.

The Tianwu Daoist stopped the carriage, led Zhang Xiaopu to get off the car, and led Zhang Xiaozhu into a luxurious restaurant under the greeting of a shopkeeper on the street.

The two did not ask for a private room, but chose a table facing the door of the restaurant in the lobby and sat down, so that it was convenient to watch the guests who came and went, and gave Zhang Xiaoshou insight, and then the Tianwu Taoist instructed the shopkeeper to serve wine and food.

After a while, the shop boy sent the wine and food, the dishes ordered by the Tianwu Dao people were still cooking, and the shop Xiaoer sent two simple side dishes, the appetizers given by the restaurant.

Zhang Xiaopaw thought that the wine and food ordered by the Tianwu Dao people were just for show, but he never thought that the Tianwu Dao people would actually take the wine glass that the shopkeeper had poured and drank it all, and after drinking, he smacked his lips and said: "Good wine!"

"Can you drink it?" Zhang Xiaopu asked worriedly as he looked at the red liquid in the wine glass in front of him, and he couldn't help but guess that the liquid in the cup was human blood.

"Naturally. The Heavenly Martial Daoist replied affirmatively.

"Is it blood?" asked Zhang Xiaopaw in a low voice.

"Haha-" The Heavenly Martial Daoist was amused, shook his head and said: "This is a kind of fruit brewed from the Netherworld, try it, it tastes really good." ”

Zhang Xiaopaw breathed a sigh of relief, first picked up the wine jug and filled the wine glass for the Tianwu Dao people, then picked up his own wine glass, first put it on his lips and took a sip, and then his eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "It's really good." ”

After speaking, he raised his head and drank it all.

He took the empty wine glass and savored it for a while before he woke up from the wonderful taste, and said, "I didn't expect such a good wine to be made in the underworld!"

The Tianwu Dao people were stunned, this wine is really good, but it is far from being as exaggerated as Zhang Xiaopaw said, but after a while, he suddenly understood, and said with a dumb smile: "The old man forgot, you are still a ghost cultivator." This ethereal wine is made from the ethereal fruit of the underworld, which is a kind of spiritual fruit of the underworld, which is quite beneficial to ghost cultivation, so you will find this wine particularly delicious. ”

"Can you take some back?" asked Zhang.

"Yes, but you can't give it to ordinary Yang people to drink, it will damage their essence and longevity. The Heavenly Martial Daoist nodded.

Zhang Xiaopaw picked up the wine jug and was about to pour wine, two people walked in at the door, the obscuration of the light made him subconsciously look up at the door, when his eyes fell on one of them, his body suddenly trembled, and the wine jug fell on the wine table with a bang.