The eighth master disdainfully said, "Cut, seventh brother, do you think we are really black and white? We are fakes, the master and the young lady have their own way of making a lot of money, and we just make a little money by the way." Don't talk about anything else, just these things that the two of us pretended to be black and white impermanence did in front of us, so that the real black and white impermanence of the underworld knew, it is estimated that it is not too little for us to reincarnate 1,000 times immediately. At the moment, the most important thing is to save enough money first, and then talk about it later, do you think the boss can let us pretend to be black and white impermanence for a long time? Even if you want to do it, can the lord and the young lady agree? We know too many secrets here, you see that since the earthquake in 08, we have arrested tens of thousands of yin spirits trapped here. Occasionally, I go to the Netherworld to grab souls, otherwise our copycat version of the Netherworld Mansion, where are these hundreds of thousands of Yin Spirits, and when did I not rush to the front without my brothers?"

"Bazi, what nonsense? Be careful to let him hear you. Lao Qi spoke sharply, stepped forward and grabbed Lao Ba's hand.

"It's a fact, what are you afraid of, besides...... Fang ......" Lao Ba looked at Fang Bolin when he said this, and continued, "This Mr. Fang is also a generous master, and he will give 50,000 yang coins as soon as he makes a move, you recall, in our reproduction of the prefecture, where have there been such generous guests in the past few decades?"

Fang Bolin kept muttering in his heart, although he felt that there was something wrong with these two black and white early on, because he had injured Black Impermanence Fan Wusheng, but he had just met the two for the first time, obviously neither the seventh nor the eighth knew him, this was absolutely impossible, and in the other conversation, some of the words of the eighth seemed to mean something else.

Could it be that there are really two netherworlds in this world? For a while, his thoughts were disturbed, and he quickly sorted it out and came to the following judgment: 1. The existence of this copycat version of the underworld will never be as simple as cooperating with this supernatural game of 'Traveling to the Underworld'. Second, you must quickly find your 'cool spirit' and 'Fu Ya', otherwise it will be difficult to get out of this so-called underworld. Third, find a way to eradicate this copycat version of the underworld.

Thinking of this, I just wanted to open my eyes, and I heard the eighth child say, "I guess the surname Fang is now, I can't hear anything, I have lost my soul and a soul, and I am starting to lose my mind...... Hurry up and take him forward, when you get to the 'Shentong' bank, "changing money is the last word." The old man snapped his fingers as he spoke.

Fang Berlin yawned, "What money?"

The eighth and seventh were taken aback, "You...... Awake?"

"Hey, I can doze off when I walk? The two of you just mentioned money? What kind of money? If you have money to earn, you can also call me, little brother, I never eat alone, I won't forget the two of you if there are benefits." ”

Hei Bai had no choice but to nod, "If you have money to make, I will definitely call you, don't worry, let's go." ”

The three of them chatted and walked, and suddenly, Fang Bolin reached out and touched his head and looked up at the sky, "The wind seems to have stopped, and it is going to rain." ”

"Mr. Fang is about to pass the last pass on Huangquan Road - Purple Acid Rain, the name sounds quite poetic, but you have to pay attention. "The eighth came up from behind.

"What do you pay attention to?" Fang Berlin had learned the power of the yellow sand and the black wind, and he couldn't help but be secretly vigilant in his heart.

"Come, talk as you go. This rain is not an ordinary acid rain, but is caused by the evaporation of the water of the Lechuan River under the bridge, there are many unjust souls in the Lechuan River, crying every day, the tears of the unjust souls will condense together with the water in the Lethe River, and when they encounter the crying of the unjust souls, they will rise, and turn into acid rain to fall on the Huangquan Road, so the people in the yang world sleepwalk in the ancestors and the whole body is wet. The eighth and seventh quickened their pace as they spoke, and Fang Bolin hurriedly followed when he saw this.

"This general yin spirit wild ghost drenched in this acid rain, at least one or two hours fine, serious until the last month to dry, you know that the underworld is mostly cloudy and humid weather, there is no sunshine, this month just survived. When you are drenched in acid rain, you will have a fever all over your body, or you will be weak at worst, and your skin will be open and your flesh will bloom in more serious cases. Along the way, you want to stop and rest, but there is no door, and the escort official will scold you for being bloody, do you dare to talk back? Take the 'soul snatching whip' to whip you, and if you don't cooperate, you will directly put a 'soul chasing chain' around your neck, well, this is it. The old man raised the chain around his waist as he spoke.

"Mr. Fang, you are lucky today, you met the two of us, you see that there are only two people on the Huangquan Road now, imagine this picture: more than a dozen yin cha escorted a team of undead walking on the Huangquan Road, and experienced the yellow sand, black wind, and purple acid rain, and the yin spirits were not careful and were whipped again, what is that like? How is it? My brother is enough for you, right?" After the eighth child finished speaking, Fang Bolin looked at his short figure, and when he laughed, the fat on his stomach flicked and flicked, like a gel in an ice cream shop.

"The two of you are so good to me, they are so good. Fang Bolin gave a thumbs up inappropriately.

"Old eight, give me your dick to use, you take first. "Lao Qi coldly reached over and took away the 'soul hook' on Lao Ba's hand.

"Why do you use it?" The eighth was very strange, but the seventh didn't say a word, took the 'soul hook lock' and ran directly to the front without knowing what he was fiddling with.

"What is the Seventh Master doing?" Fang Bolin saw Xie Bi'an squatting on the ground and doing something, and when he got closer, he saw him squatting on the ground and tying something.

After a while, he raised his head and asked the eighth, "Take off your chain and give it to me." ”

The old man asked puzzledly, "What are you going to do?"

Lao Qi glanced at Fang Bolin and said slowly, "I'll make a small canopy with my coat to cover this acid rain." ”

Fang Bolin listened, carefully observed Lao Qi, and saw that he didn't say a word, fiddling intently. I couldn't help but move, this old Qiyi didn't talk much, I always thought that he was cold by nature, and it seemed that he was bad again.

"Brother Qi, you can't do this, the only support point is your stick and my lock handle, how can two of them support this small canopy. After Lao Bayi finished speaking, Lao Qi thought about it and stopped.

Fang Bolin looked around, there was an old tree not far away, and hurriedly said, "Go to the old tree in front and pick off the leaves and branches." ”

As soon as Lao Qi heard this, he hurriedly walked over, and when Fang Bolin and Lao Ba arrived, they saw Lao Qi looking at Lao Shu with a bitter face.

"What's wrong, Brother Seven?" asked the eighth brother.

"Look for yourself" Lao Qi pointed to the tree in front of him, and everyone looked at it, only to see that the trunk was bare, the leaves were yellow, and the branches were broken when they were slightly broken, and it was a dead old tree.

"How is it good?" said the old man with a bitter face.

"Isn't it simple, find the thickest branches, and spread the clothes lightly......" Before Fang Bolin finished speaking, the eighth jumped up, "Understood, understood." At the moment, he was busy with Lao Qi, and when they were busy, Fang Bolin accidentally found a tree hole, it turned out that the tree had been hollowed out by insects, and the tree hole was enough for four or five people to stand.

This discovery made the old seven and eight ecstatic, and hurriedly hid inside to avoid the rain.

I saw a light shining like fireflies in the distance, "The rain is coming, Mr. Fang can enjoy this strange rain scene, maybe he can go back in the future and write an online novel or something to earn manuscript fees." As soon as the eighth child finished speaking, he saw that the light he had just seen had arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye, and it turned out to be raindrops, which looked like beads falling from the sky, hitting the land 'Ding Ding Dong' It is good.

Fang Berlin had never seen this strange scene, and he was about to touch the raindrops when he bent down, but the old seven hands were quick and quick, and he used the mourning stick to pry his hand away. Fang Bolin felt a numbness in his hands, and when he raised his head and looked at the seventh master with his eyes breathing fire, the eighth brother hurriedly said, "Mr. Fang, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, the seventh brother is all for your good." ”

"If it weren't for your generosity, I wouldn't have bothered to save you. The seventh master took back the mourning stick and said lightly.

"Mr. Fang, Seventh Brother is right. This is called 'purple acid rain' that can't be touched, and if it is stained with a little bit, it will open the skin and rot the flesh and ruin your face. The eighth gently tugged at Fang Bolin's clothes and motioned for him to stand inside.

"What if it's raining so hard, what should I do if the other Yin Spirits who came to report catch up?" Fang Bolin looked at the eighth child.

"What can I do? I was touched by the 'Purple Acid Rain', so I went to the pharmacy in front of me to buy 'Tianzi Cream', a box is 5,000 yang coins, it is not an exaggeration to say, if you have a big face, you can buy a few more bottles." If you don't buy it, then your face or body will be as ugly as a few slices of raw pork hanging on it for many years. And, after the pharmacy in front, you don't even want to buy it after the fight, just wait for disfigurement. The eighth shook his head. From his action, Berlin felt that this old man seemed to be a little human.

"Money again?" Fang Bolin remembered what Lao Ba had just said, and couldn't help but stomp his feet.

"Yes, there are people in the world who can give up their self-esteem for money, and there are people who can give up everything for money. The old eight rushed out. Perhaps the topic was too dull and realistic, and the two ghosts were silent, staring blankly at the rain outside.

The wind blew, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance in the rain, which could not be said to be any fragrance.

"Mr. Fang covers his nose and mouth, don't inhale this fragrance, the rain will stop soon. The old man put up the pergola and looked outside.

Fang Berlin hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with his hands, after all, he was in this unknown country, and he was on top.

The rain stopped, and one man and two ghosts continued on the road, only to see many purple patterns with different rules appear on the ground, and the beads with glitter that they saw when it just rained were gone.

"Mr. Fang, don't look at it, the beads you saw when it rained just now are not pearls, they are just the color of the acid rain, hurry up and get on the road." The eighth urged him.

"Congratulations to Mr. Fang for passing the 'Huangquan Road' level again, and the next level is the third level: Sansheng Stone. Lao Ba pointed to the front and continued, "The next Wangxiangtai, Lechuan River, Meng Po Tang, Nai He Bridge and other passes have also passed nearby. ”

The old spirit on the Sansheng Stone, the moon and the wind are not to be discussed. I am ashamed that the deceased visited each other from afar, although this body of the opposite sex exists forever. There is a lot of things in front of and behind him, and if you want to talk about marriage, you are afraid of breaking your bowels. Wu Yue has searched all over the mountains and rivers, but he has returned to the smoke and the pond. ——Su Dongpo "The Biography of Monk Yuanze"