"The latest news, the internationally notorious Eternal Night Tomb Robbery Group, at 4 o'clock in the morning, when illegally excavating an ancient tomb in the Tianshan Forest Area of China, had an exchange of fire with the police, which lasted for an hour, and the Eternal Night Tomb Robbery Group was completely annihilated.

Leader Gao Shan, nationality Huaguo, important member, John, nationality American, Jimia, nationality Thai......"

The next day, at 8 a.m., the incident was broadcast on the news, causing an uproar among the people.

Unexpectedly, the Eternal Night Tomb Robbery Group, which was rampant all over the world, fell into the hands of the Chinese government, which has been keeping a low profile.

……

"Yaga!"

Fu Yang, who hadn't come back to his senses yet, heard a familiar and unfamiliar voice explode in his ears.

When he opened his eyes and looked around, a group of Japanese devils dressed in green clothes and holding 38 big covers in their hands glared at him.

"Devils?"

"Crossing the Republic of China?"

Two questions in a row popped out of Fu Yang's mind.

"Bastard, don't get up from Dazuo yet."

A fat translator with a fat waist and a round body shouted with a local accent and slapped him.

It's a pity that the palm of his hand passed directly through Fu Yang's cheek, like a breeze, and it didn't cause any pain.

"You're human?" The fat man translated inexplicably.

Fu Yang was also dumbfounded, and glanced at the bottom of his buttocks, there was a devil officer in a cloak coat, who was pressed by him and spread his limbs, lying on his stomach like a king.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

A group of Japanese devils roared angrily, raised the 38 big cover with bayonets, and stabbed at Fu Yang.

It's a pity that it didn't work, like a puff of smoke passing through the body, cold and comfortable.

"Hurry up, Da Zuo can hurt you if he practices into a yin body." The fat translator reminded.

Fu Yang didn't know what was going on, and hurriedly jumped up.

The devil officer looked hideous, glared angrily, directly pulled out the saber on his waist and pointed it at Fu Yang, and slashed it with a roar.

Fu Yang closed his eyes in fright.

"Ahh

Just as the blade was about to slash at his forehead, the jade seal dragging in his hand exploded into a flash of light, knocking it away.

When he opened his eyes again, the Japanese devils around him looked at him with a frightened expression, and retreated from time to time.

As for Shao Zuo, he was shot five meters away by a light and lay on the ground again.

The ups and downs of this day were even more exciting than a roller coaster, which made Fu Yang angry.

With a glance on the ground, he immediately grabbed the shovel that followed the crossing and smashed it at the devil officer who had not yet gotten up.

A messy beating, like a cucumber, banging.

"Yaga!"

Obviously, Shao Zuo was furious, and he shouted violently, and his evil qi was struck by that light, as if he was imprisoned, unable to use a single trace.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yang thrashed even more crazily, and scolded in his mouth: "Baga, your mother." ”

"Let you invade China......"

"Let you destroy the people......"

"Let you make an A-movie......"

"Let you occupy the Diaoyu Islands......"

……

Anyway, all the crimes of Little Japan let Fu Yang say it again, and he was out of breath, holding on to the shovel and gasping for breath.

The Japanese soldier Shaozuo who was lying on the ground, his evil aura was constantly dissipating, and after a mess, his hard-working yin body was almost scattered.

A group of ghost soldiers looked at Fu Yang with a frightened expression, for fear that they would recover their strength and beat them to pieces.

Pointing to the fat translator with one hand, Fu Yang asked, "What kind of place is this?" ”

"Lord Huiyu, this is the underworld, which is hell." The fat translator replied tremblingly.

"Hades! Hell! Fu Yang's eyes widened, unable to accept this fact for a while.

After calming down his emotions a little, Fu Yang asked again: "Then why don't you go to reincarnation?" ”

"I don't know, we came here after we died, and we never knew how to be reincarnated." The fat man translated truthfully.

Just as he was about to ask some more questions, there was a sound of thousands of troops galloping in the distance.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong is here, and the Japanese came to die."

With a mighty sound, an old general rode a horse, followed by a group of soldiers, holding cold weapons and charging forward.

"I'll go, hell is really messy! Even Zhao Zilong came out. Fu Yang complained, hurriedly picked up the shovel and ran backwards.

By the time they had run a certain distance, the Japanese Shaozo had already gotten up and commanded the troops to meet the attack.

"Comrades, rush, kill the little devils."

A group of eight roads rushed towards Fu Yang, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly turned around.

Suffering from the enemy on the back of the abdomen, of course the Japanese army Shaozo knew that he could not resist hard, so he commanded the crowd and rushed to Fu Yang.

It was a wise move to not only take revenge on the revenge just now, but also to repel the enemy with the help of Fu Yang's strength.

The situation was wrong, one party fled, and the other two parties also chased after him, in fact, the three parties chased Fu Yang alone, and couldn't help scolding: "Little devil, you wait for me." ”

Thousands of troops are chasing after me, and I don't know whether to talk about glory or bad luck.

Fu Yang was so hard to eat milk that he even threw away the shovel.

I have been seeing a huge city, and there is the word "Xudu" on the city wall.

"Xudu City, it is a ghost town where the king of Hades sits in town, and the ghosts outside will not dare to make a mistake when they go in." Fu Yang thought.

The three parties in the back were chasing in the clouds, and they didn't know the situation at all, the Japanese devils wanted to cause trouble, and the other two parties wanted to exterminate the Japanese army, and they somehow chased them to the end of the city.

Ever since the ghost entered the underworld, it has been closed, and no one has ever been able to enter or come out.

Of course, the forces of the underworld are chaotic, and there is no shortage of people who have the idea of fighting the capital, but unfortunately they returned with a feather and feathers, and they can't even enter the gate.

When Fu Yang crossed the wooden bridge over the moat and disappeared into the city, the devils were surprised.

The first time someone entered the capital, it naturally caused surprise, and when the Japanese approached the moat, a huge force bounced it away, and some of them almost lost their souls.

The Eighth Route Army and the Shu Army were already blocked behind, and a military commander and Zhao Zilong came over and asked, "Do you know who entered the city?" ”

In the Japanese army, only the fat man translator could speak Chinese, and immediately said: "Two commanders, I know, it is a living person, a living person." ”

The two looked at each other and said, "Take them all." ”

At this time, Fu Yang had already rushed into the city, but it was a pity that it was an empty city, it was terrifyingly deserted, there was no noise, and the sound of his footsteps could clearly come into his ears.

A bluestone road, with nine wells on each side, is spewing a biting chill.

couldn't help but be curious, Fu Yang looked over, and the scene in the well was in full view, it was a heavy hell, growing endless iron trees, branches like sharp swords, sharp and sharp.

Retracting his gaze, he said suspiciously: "Could it be that there is Huangquan Road under your feet, and the eighteen wells correspond to the eighteen layers of hell." ”

When I came to the end, there was a bridge, and there was a stone tablet at the head of the bridge, engraved with the word Nai.

There is a river under the bridge, stretching left and right, and there are many ghosts floating in the river, half of them are painful, half of them are peaceful.

Come to think of it, those who are in pain are evil in life, and those who are peaceful are good in life.

"Hey, that's not the mountain boss." Fu Yang stood on the bridge and shouted at a ghost in the river.

The Eternal Night Tomb Raiders with a painful face drifted in the Lethe River, committing a lot of sins before their deaths, and the river washed over the soul body, feeling that the knife was scraping from the beginning to the house.

Fu Yang's shout naturally attracted the attention of the Eternal Night Tomb Raiders.

"You're not a rookie, why are you on the bridge, find a way to save us up, you're dying of pain." Takayama shouted.

The members of the group seemed to see hope.

It's a pity that the bridge and the Lechuan River are ten meters apart, and Fu ** didn't have the tools to rescue them.

"You wait, I'll find the tools." Fu Yang immediately returned the same way, looking for ropes and other tools.

The houses on both sides of Huangquan Road are all vacant, not to mention a rope, not even a single grass can be found.

In desperation, when they returned to Naihe Bridge, Gao Shan's group had already drifted along the Lechuan River and did not know where to go.

"Each has his own life, and since you are dead, reincarnation may be the right way." Fu Yang comforted himself.

However, the three-life stone under the bridge aroused Fu Yang's curiosity, and it was rumored that the stone could reflect people's past and present lives.

It looks like a rock, with three concave and convex fronts, polished as smooth as a mirror.

The palm of the hand is placed on it, and after a short time, the leftmost side of the picture appears.

It shows an ancient rich and noble family, born a baby, as the baby grows up, and at the same time, the family is in the middle of the road, resulting in living on the street and begging for a living.

During his begging career, he met a beggar, two brothers treated each other, and in a food grab, he protected his brother and was beaten to death by a group of evil beggars.

"In the past life, compared with this life, I feel a little comforted, at least I don't need to beg to live." Fu Yang is an optimist, and he can always find satisfaction.

This life and the next life are not shown, maybe Fu Yang is still alive, and there is a limited possibility.

Walking forward, there is the lookout platform, like a small pool, when he looks, showing the picture of his hometown.

In a rural village, although the parents are old, they are still in good health, and they are coming home from a busy day's work and busy with dinner.

But from time to time, the two elders looked at Fu Yang's position, and there was a look of expectation in his eyes, which made Fu Yang worry for a while.

"I'll definitely go home." Fu Yang secretly swore to himself.

Wangxiangtai was originally guarded by Meng Po, but at this time there was no one, leaving only an empty pot, which had long been dry.

"There's something wrong with the underworld, there's not even a ghost shadow." Fu Yang couldn't help but complain.

The road has come to an end, but there are no six reincarnations, Fu Yang said to himself: "Could it be that the underworld has changed the order, and the people who have just died are directly thrown into the Lechuan River, and sent to the land of reincarnation along the waves." ”

After some thought, Fu Yang himself was startled, he guessed that there was no Hades judge in the underworld, and it was already running autonomously.

Untie the backpack and take out the jade seal, and carefully observe the upper and lower sides.

"There is a ninety-five supreme above, and there is a way for the heavens, it is the jade seal of the Jade Emperor." Fu Yang can be said to have opened his mind and began to imagine infinitely.

Remembering that there are eight huge statues in the tomb, like the Extreme Giant Spirit God, the statues of the two phalanx soldiers, and the statues of soldiers on the steps, they are simply heavenly soldiers and generals, so the person sitting on the dragon chair is not the Jade Emperor.

"Those statues aren't going to be made by a bunch of immortals." Thinking of this, Fu Yang felt cold behind him.

Even the gods are dead, how terrifying it must be, and besides, a series of things, he has some faith in his own thoughts.

"The jade seal is in my hands, am I the new Jade Emperor?" His thoughts turned too fast, and Fu Yang entered a crooked state.

As an old qualification bookworm, his brain made up a picture, 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, full of gods and Buddhas, worshipping in unison, and said: "See the emperor..."