Two strong ghost pawns desperately pulled the bellows, and two strong ghost pawns quickly added firewood and charcoal to the bottom of the oil pot. The oil in the pan was boiling, and there were bursts of oil. Zhang Qiusheng still shouted: "The fire burns harder!" ”

The Guardian Ghost King thought to himself that this brother was not afraid of being hot, and his elder brothers told me to use only means, which did not seem to be a kind word. Thinking of this, the ghost king ordered: "Stop, withdraw the fire!" "The two Hercules were exhausted and heard the ceasefire order as if they had been pardoned. Poor ghosts, people can sweat when they are tired. Ghosts have no physical body, and when they are tired, they can only dry and hold their hearts uncomfortable.

Zhang Qiusheng couldn't get up in the pot, and shouted: "Burn!" How did it stop? The ghost king thought he was a brother, and said very politely: "This oil pot Monet you are he." You come with me, and I will change to a more powerful one for you to play. ”

Zhang Qiusheng wants to play, but the more painful it is, the more he can reduce his guilt for his family. Hearing that there was something more powerful, he quickly got up from the oil pot and followed the ghost king to another place. The ghost king found a small bench and sat down on the side without speaking, thinking that I would not force my brother. If this kid is afraid, he will definitely ask for forgiveness. I can take him back, and I've done it a favor. Why is the ghost king so confident that Zhang Qiusheng will be afraid? Quite simply, this is the famous Knife Mountain.

It was a mountain of bones and skeletons, covered with dense knives, swarthy and gloomy. Don't talk about the faint of heart, you will be scared to death when you see this scene. At the very least, I will have cramps in my legs and stomach, and my whole body will tremble.

Zhang Qiusheng was also afraid. But he didn't back down. Only in this way can we atone for the sins we have suffered. Zhang Qiusheng jumped towards the knife mountain, and out of instinct, he concentrated all his strength on his feet, making his feet harder than steel for a while.

Well? Standing on the tip of the knife, I didn't get pierced by the knife, and I didn't feel any pain at all. The sharp knife shook under the pressure of his weight, and he stood trembling and precarious. After a while, Zhang Qiusheng figured it out. Master said that all the qiē in the underworld is composed of yin qi. Then this sword mountain is also composed of yin qi. The yin qi that makes up the sharp knife is not as pure as the yin qi in one's body, so you can't hurt yourself.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiusheng was slightly disappointed. I want to suffer and not be disappointed. But he just has a lot of guilt, not a masochist. Since the sharp knife couldn't hurt him, he played with a relaxed attitude. What's there to do on the eerie Knife Mountain? Yes! Here he practiced the plum blossom pile. You see him on the tip of the knife three steps to the left and three steps to the right, the first three steps and the last three steps. Suddenly before and after, left and right, like a butterfly flying around.

Being a ghost king in the Netherworld is actually quite boring. Like now, take a little ghost to go up to Knife Mountain, and if you stay in the sun, you can also take children to play. Adults can make a pot of tea, put a pack of melon seeds and a box of cigarettes, and find a big tree. With your back against the tree, you can drink tea and smoke melon seeds while smoking, how carefree it is.

But in the underworld, there is no such qiē. There are no big trees, no tea, no melon seeds, and no cigarettes, so the ghost king can only sit and watch Zhang Qiusheng climb Dao Mountain. The ghost king saw that Zhang Qiusheng was playing more happily, the more depressed he became, what is this called. Marbie's, are those seven old ghosts deliberately looking for Lao Tzu to be happy, looking for such a little ghost to entertain us?

Zhang Qiusheng's plum blossom pile practice is becoming more and more handy, and some boxing techniques are added. A long time ago, he had no fixed rules for boxing, and he did whatever he wanted. He felt that the best way to practice martial arts was to practice on the knife mountain, so that he could really practice boxing.

The ghost king was impatient, and the boss was impatient. But it's not good to get angry. First, this is the brother of the seven old ghosts, not the little ghosts sent by the judge to be tortured. Second, looking at the martial arts he practiced on Dao Mountain, his skills must not be weak. It's better to be polite to him, don't accidentally make him unhappy, your own family must beat him. The seven old ghosts have already made it clear that their little brother is stubborn by nature. If he really wants to fight with Lao Tzu, I will definitely be the one who suffers. The Ghost Dynasty shouted on the knife mountain: "Come on, come on, little brother, let's go to another place to play." ”

Zhang Qiusheng practiced the plum blossom pile smoothly this time, and happily went down the mountain after listening to the words of the ghost king. Asked the ghost king: "Where do you change to play, is it a sea of fire?" The ghost king nodded and said, "It's the sea of fire, how is it, are you afraid?" "Zhang Qiusheng is now the boss, the legendary eighteenth layer of hell ghost pawns are all fierce and vicious, why is this ghost king amiable? How did he know that the seven ghost kings were lying, and this ghost king really regarded him as a little brother. Since they are brothers, they are their own family, and they always have to be polite.

Zhang Qiusheng said: "If you are afraid of the sea of fire, it is better not to be afraid." But the ghost king said, "I'm afraid that it's useful, as long as you say you're afraid, I'll take you back." "The Ghost King thinks that being entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty. The seven old ghosts are going to frighten their little brothers. Then as long as he says that he is afraid, he will complete what he has entrusted.

Zhang Qiusheng said: "Since you are here, even the sea of fire is going to go down." The ghost king thought depressedly, it seems that this little ghost has nothing to fear. No wonder he is said to be stubborn, people have the ability to be stubborn. It's just that I don't know how this little ghost's cultivation is cultivated, is it innate?

As mentioned earlier, there are only two places in the entire Netherworld that are red, and the rest of the world is only black and white. Except, of course, in the vicinity of Hades. One of these two places is the sea of resentment, and the other is this sea of fire. Far away, there is a heat wave that is much more roasting than the sea of resentment.

Zhang Qiusheng jumped up without hesitation and flew towards the sea of fire, and did not fall until the middle of the sea of fire. Yes, without hesitation. He wanted the fire to burn away his sins, even if they were to ashes.

The sky is burning, the earth is burning, and Zhang Qiusheng himself is burning. Fire, all fire, fire everywhere. The sea of fire is not like the sea of resentment, the sea of resentment only refines negative feelings, and the sea of fire burns for a qiē. It's just that Zhang Qiusheng has nothing to burn on his body, and his Yin Spirit Qi is too pure and condensed. The five elements are mutually reinforcing, only wood can make fire, and the condensed and pure Yin Spirit Qi does not contain any attributes, so it cannot be burned. But the sea of fire is still burning violently, and it has been burning like this since ancient times, with or without combustibles.

The fierce fire scorched Zhang Qiusheng, like a strong burning pain of hundreds of millions of steel needles piercing every pore in his body, making Zhang Qiusheng faint several times. Zhang Qiusheng, who fainted, woke up again in a strong burning pain, and then fainted again and so on. I don't know whether he is awake or unconscious, Zhang Qiusheng seems to have seen his grandfather. Grandpa was sitting on a small bench making a wooden pistol for him. The pistol has been made and shaped, and Grandpa is carving the bolt on it with a carving knife. Grandma brought him a bowl of mung bean soup and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel. My sister also came, and my sister said with tears in her eyes: "Qiusheng, you are stupid! On a hot day, how do you lean on the coal stove? Scalding you! Come here! Zhang Qiusheng wanted to go to his sister's side, but found that he couldn't move at all. He struggled desperately, but still couldn't move. When my mother came, my mother said, "Autumn is born, sit in my mother's arms, and it will be cooler in my mother's arms." Mother pulled Zhang Qiusheng into her arms, but it was still hot in her arms.

Why did the fat man come too? The fat man was Zhang Qiusheng's childhood playmate, five years older than Zhang Qiusheng, but he played with him indistinguishably between you and me. Zhang Qiusheng said: "People say that fat people are most afraid of heat, why are you here?" The fat man said, "We share the difficulties and the heat." The fat man used his wide body to block the coal stove for him. But it's still hot, it's weird, and nothing can stop it. "Hey——, what are you doing here?" Erya is the younger sister of the fat man, the same year as Zhang Qiusheng. Zhang Qiusheng and Erya share the same mother's milk, and he has eaten the milk of many mothers in the community. The fat man's whole family is fat, but Erya is not fat at all, but very thin. Erya said, "I'm thin, I can't help you block the heat." I'm going to drench you and cool you down. ”

A strong pain made Zhang Qiusheng sober up again, and his grandparents, sister, mother, fat man and second boy were all gone. Zhang Qiusheng smacked his lips regretfully, how good is it to keep having such a dream? It is a blessing to die in a sweet dream, to be able to see your relatives for the last time and then be burned to ashes. But after being a ghost for so long, he knew that ghosts couldn't dream, and it was just an illusion just now. It is a hallucination caused by being burned and confused.

Zhang Qiusheng closed his eyes, hoping to hallucinate again, and it was good to be wiped out in the sweet hallucination. Thank God, the hallucinations are really coming. Zhang Qiusheng looked at familiar and friendly faces, grandparents, mothers and sisters, fat people, Erya, Lin Ling, Wang Changqing, Xiang Mei, Chen Jianxing, and Wei Leshun. Enjoy the warmth of your family, play with your playmates and classmates for hours.

"Little brother, it's okay to play for a while, come on!" The ghost king yelled depressedly on the shore. The raging fire surrounded Zhang Qiusheng, and the ghost king couldn't see him. But with his long-term experience in this industry, Zhang Qiusheng did not die. Usually, those little ghosts who are burned will have screams and shouts, and there will be humanoid ghosts rushing and struggling around. And now this little ghost doesn't, and the sea of fire is quiet.

Zhang Qiusheng was immersed in hallucinations and did not want to wake up, and even forgot about the burning pain. The ghost king's loud cry finally woke him up. Zhang Qiusheng suddenly thought of a question, with my current ability, go back to Wang Shaoyang, what can they do with me? At the very least, I can protect my sister from them again. What a good man of the tenth world, bullshit! Isn't he still a lifetime of being killed by Lao Tzu? It's a big deal, I will bear the sin of killing the good people of the tenth generation, Wang Shaoyang, and they don't want to harm my family. Besides, I ate the fruit of Wangxiang and can remember the events of my past life. I know him, and he doesn't know me. Haha, I think about it, this is called rebirth! It's true that Master said that I became an idiot, why can't I remember the word rebirth? The online novels I read before my death, how awesome are those reborn people? Alas, there were a few fights with those ghost kings in vain.

Zhang Qiusheng leisurely came ashore from the sea of fire and asked the ghost king, "Where are you going now?" Now that he's made up his mind to be reborn, he's a little impatient now. Zhang Qiusheng, who had just woken up from the illusion of happiness, had a sweet smile on his face. And this smile made the Ghost King feel that it was a mockery of him. The dignified prince who is in charge of the execution of the eighteenth layer of hell is so much that he can't help a little ghost, which is simply a great shame. What will the ghosts think of him? In particular, the seven old ghosts came to see his jokes on purpose.

"That, little brother, there's still a fun place, I'll take you there." The ghost king suppressed the resentment in his heart and said kindly. Obviously, he beat him, but the politeness on the surface still has to be there. Zhang Qiusheng is a lone, and there is still a level that has not passed? Oh yes. The eighteenth layer of hell should have many ways to torture imps. If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, Zhang Qiusheng still understands this. I want to be reborn and reunite with my loved ones, but I can't show it on my face. Otherwise they'll toss you around on this. Be sure to stay quiet and take your time.

Zhang Qiusheng came to a place with the ghost king. Dead trees, barren mountains, rocks, broken walls, graves, white bones, a desolate and gloomy place. The ghost king gestured a few times in front of him with both hands, and a large hole door immediately appeared in front of him. Zhang Qiusheng knew that this was a place imprisoned by the enchantment, and the things inside couldn't come out without the consent of the ghost king. This Zhang Qiusheng is not afraid, with the six paths of the Netherworld Passage Spell passed down by the master, the small enchantment can't trap him. It's just that I don't know what's locked inside, and what I can't see is the most terrifying.

The thing that is imprisoned with the enchantment must be a living thing, and it is a very powerful living thing, and no one can cure it if it escapes, so it needs to be imprisoned. In fact, it doesn't matter if Zhang Qiusheng doesn't go in at all, if he doesn't go in, it means that he is afraid, and the ghost king will be happy because of it. The ghost king's entrustment was to ask Zhang Qiusheng to know that he was afraid, and as long as he was afraid, he could explain to the seven old ghosts.

Zhang Qiusheng still went in. It's not that he's not afraid, it's that he thinks it's useless to be afraid. Killing the ghost king is definitely punished by death, can you forgive him if you are afraid? He entered, and the barrier immediately closed behind him.

A terrible roar, like a cat crying like a wolf. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qiusheng felt a change in the top of his head, and he didn't have time to think about a roll and get out of the way. Tiger, or Flying Tiger? This was Zhang Qiusheng's first impression when he saw the animals in front of him. The head of the animal was about the size of an adult elephant, with a large tiger head and a pointed beak, a pair of wings on its back, and a mane that stood on end like a wire brush.

Flying Tiger, let's call this animal Flying Tiger for the time being. The flying tiger squats with its front paws slightly and stands upright with its back paws, ready to strike again. Zhang Qiusheng nervously faced it, watching even the slightest movement of it. The flying tiger slowly stood upright with its front paws and slightly bent its back paws, and suddenly soared into the sky, and then quickly swooped down on the top of Zhang Qiusheng's head and grabbed it. Zhang Qiusheng waited for the sharp claws to reach the top of his head, and rolled to dodge this sharp blow. The flying tiger misses the blow, then quickly pulls up, and dives down again. The Flying Tiger has air superiority, and Zhang Qiusheng only passively avoids.

The flying tiger hovered in the air, its huge wings flapping and setting off a violent wind, stirring up sand and rocks all over the sky. Zhang Qiusheng didn't care about the pain of the stone hitting his body, but he had to prevent the flying sand from blinding his eyes. Zhang Daohan didn't expect him to encounter this catastrophe, and he didn't teach the spell that gave the divine sense bonus. This spell is not difficult, not even a spell. Zhang Qiusheng is now self-taught in battle. This is completely blunt to make his divine sense probe further, constantly using his own Yin Spiritual Qi to urge his divine sense to probe outward, sweeping in all directions to lock the Flying Tiger.

Zhang Qiusheng closed his eyes to dodge the constant attacks of the flying tigers. It's a long battle to see who can hold out to the end.