"Sister Meng Niang, please speak, I will listen to you. Lin Jing put away the reincarnation insect and listened carefully.

"Although there are eighteen layers of hell in the underworld, it is actually very easy to distinguish, because the ten halls of Hades are not in harmony with each other, each of them guards their own territory, and no one will easily interfere with each other's actions, so if you want to find the hell that died in vain, you don't have to worry about the complicated road, you only need to find the ghost Yuan Chonghuan......"

Before Meng Niang finished speaking, Lin Jing asked in surprise: "Yuan Chonghuan?" Could it be Yuan Chonghuan, the general of Chongzhen of the previous dynasty?"

"Yes, that's him. Meng Niang asked, "Are you very familiar with him?"

General Yuan is a native of the Ming Dynasty, I was born in the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, and when he died, I was not yet born, and I was not familiar with it...... I've just heard of his name. "Lin Jing's father, Lin Kun, is the son of the master of the Bagua Gate, he has never asked about the world, the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty have nothing to do with him, whether he is a widow of the Ming Dynasty or a braided head of the Qing Dynasty, Lin Kun treats him equally. However, Lin Kun is particularly fond of reading wild history, not to mention the story of Yuan Chonghuan, the last famous general of the Ming Dynasty, he is familiar with it.

Under the influence of his father, Lin Jing also knew a little about Yuan Chonghuan's life, and he also had a good impression, and he had always deeply regretted his unjust death, so when he heard Meng Niang mention Yuan Chonghuan's name, he subconsciously interrupted her.

"Sister Meng Niang, how could Yuan Chonghuan become a ghost envoy?" Lin Jing couldn't help but ask.

"When ordinary people die, they usually come to me to drink soup, cross the Nai He Bridge, and then go to the reincarnation pool, reincarnate, and go to the next reincarnation. However, if you have done great good deeds in your lifetime, you will listen to the Dharma in front of the throne of King Jizo Bodhisattva, and your fate will be smooth in the next life, but if you have done many evil deeds in your life, you will enter the eighteen layers of hell and suffer endless suffering after death. In addition, there is another kind of person who was strong in life, but died unjustly, so if the resentment does not dissipate, he will turn into a powerful ghost, and ordinary methods can not help it, so he can only die in vain and suffer in hell. Meng Niang said: "Hell in vain, unlike other hells, it is governed by the king of reincarnation, if the ghost is appreciated by the king of reincarnation, not only will he not be punished, but he will also have the opportunity to be promoted to a ghost cha, and he has a certain amount of power in his hands." Yuan Chonghuan is like this. ”

"I see. Lin Jing couldn't help but think of Senior Sister Wuxin, would she be appreciated by the King of Reincarnation?

"Little brother, I saw Yuan Chonghuan when he passed by me, and he looked like this...... Meng Niang stretched out her hand and drew a circle in mid-air, and a phantom appeared in front of Lin Jing.

It was a sturdy man in shabby prison clothes, with messy hair and a bearded face, who looked dirty but had a resolute look in his eyes.

It turned out that this was General Yuan Chonghuan! Lin Jing looked at him as plain and unremarkable, but he made people feel stable and full of confidence, and no matter what enemy he faced, he could not help but have the confidence to win!

No wonder his father has always been obsessed with him, it turns out that he really has a unique charm. Lin Jing's thoughts flew, and he couldn't help but think of another bearded man - Ma Dahai.

Bearded uncle, you must not have anything to do! Lin Jing's heart sank again, he took a deep breath, and asked, "Sister Meng Niang, I have limited time, and I am afraid that I have to speed up my pace, otherwise my senior sister will not be able to save me.....

Lin Jing not only wants to save Wuxin, he also wants to save Ma Dahai.

"Little brother, don't be in a hurry, walk forward along the Nai He Bridge, there are five sheep intestine paths in front, and five Yangguan Avenues, you go along the third Yangguan Avenue on the left-hand side all the way forward, there are spirit-summoning ghosts on the road, specializing in eating unattended souls, so no matter what happens, don't turn back, otherwise you will be swallowed by the soul-conjuring ghosts. Meng Niang put away her smile and said with a solemn expression: "Along the way, there are no other obstacles except for summoning spirits and demons, so you can safely go to the end, and when you reach the end, you will be guarded by Yuan Chonghuan." All you have to do is tell him the truth, and he will let you go, and then you will go to the hell of the only one in charge of the king of samsara. At that time, how to save your senior sister will depend on your own creation. ”

Lin Jing nodded, he didn't understand, but time waits for no one, if he asks carefully, I'm afraid that in another thirty-six hours, he may not be able to understand the hell of vain death thoroughly, so he simply travels lightly and breaks through, maybe there will be unexpected surprises.

"Little brother, all the ghosts who died in hell in vain are extraordinary, after you arrive, be cautious and save your life. Meng Niang paused and said, "For so many years, only two people have said so much to my sister, and you are the only one who treats me as a sister." Although my sister is reluctant to let you go, she doesn't want you to stay in the underworld forever, so whether you can rescue your senior sister or not, you have to take good care of yourself, okay?"

Lin Jing saw that Meng Niang's eyes were slightly red, obviously moved by true feelings, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, he nodded vigorously.

"Go ahead, be careful!" Meng Niang turned her head around, pointed in the direction of the Nai He Bridge, and motioned for Lin Jing to leave.

"Sister, I'...... I will definitely come back to see you. Lin Jing said loudly, and then he turned around and ran towards the Nai He Bridge.

"Little brother......" After Lin Jing galloped for dozens of meters, Meng Niang suddenly turned her head and called.

"Sister Meng Niang, what's wrong?" Lin Jing asked.

"Little brother, I'm ..... I don't know your name yet. Meng Niang's voice trembled a little.

"My name is Lin Jing. Lin Jing replied: "You can also call me Da Yu, and then the master gave me the name." ”

"Lin Jing, Da Yu ......" Meng Niang silently read a few times, and suddenly said loudly: "Little brother, I will pray for you here and bless you with safety." ”

"Thank you, Sister Meng Niang......" Lin Jing and Meng Niang only met for the first time, and Meng Niang was so kind to him, and gratitude came to my heart. But time waits for no one, he took a deep breath, bowed to Meng Niang, and turned to leave.

Meng Niang looked at Lin Jing's back farther and farther away, and a crystal teardrop hung in the corner of her eye.

Lin Jing walked only a few hundred meters forward, and saw an arch bridge across a stream, thinking that it was a bridge. When he got closer, Lin Jing found that the stream was muddy, and the surface of the stream was full of white bones!

Could it be that this is the Yellow Spring of the Difu?

Lin Jing didn't have time to think about it, because he saw that a skull in the Yellow Spring actually grinned, and seemed to be smiling at him!

Although he had already experienced a hundred battles and seen a lot of strange things, Lin Jing still felt a little crazy at this moment, and he just wanted to cross the Nai He Bridge quickly. He quickened his pace, came to the side of the Nai He Bridge, and hurriedly looked at the bridge, which was no more than ten zhang long and one zhang wide, and it was a stone arch bridge that was very common in the south, and there was no danger in it.

So, Lin Jing stepped onto the Nai He Bridge and prepared to pass quickly. But at this moment, two people appeared out of thin air on the bridge!

"Kid! Daddy wants to kill you!"

Lin Jing fixed his eyes and saw that these two people were not his father Lin Kun and mother Shi Ruolan!

Could this be the soul of my father's mother? Lin Jing's thoughts for many years instantly turned into tears, wetting his eyes, and his emotions instantly suppressed his reason, regardless of whether it was a trap or not, he rushed forward with an arrow and hugged Lin Kun and Shi Ruolan.

"Dad, mother, I miss you so much!"