In the Netherworld, all new souls who have not yet been tried are temporarily imprisoned in the first of the eighteen layers of hell.

These eighteen layers of hell are arranged according to the length of time they have been guilty and the severity of the punishment, and the first layer of hell is naturally the lightest in criminal law.

As such, it is also the best place to hold newly arrived untried ghosts.

Strictly speaking, the eighteenth layer of hell is no longer in the capital city, as the most terrifying place in the netherworld, it naturally has a separate place. However, the ten halls of Hades in the city of Xudu are connected to the interior of the eighteen layers of hell, which is convenient for judging the souls of the dead.

Although Du Ruo couldn't fly, because he was in the state of the primordial spirit, his steps were naturally much brisker than usual.

In less than half an hour, she was standing at the gate of the eighteenth floor of hell.

The half-hidden city gate was in front of him, and Du Ruo tried to keep himself from thinking about anything. After a moment's hesitation, she stepped in without hesitation.

Walking through the dark and deep doorway, at that moment, Du Ruo felt that he was instantly surrounded by an aura full of arrogance, depravity, and blood.

In the first scene, Du Ruo's eyes were met by several painful figures, distorted faces, they fought each other, but they could not be really killed, they could only fall, stand up again, and then pounce again.

They fought like this, as if they didn't see Du Ruo come in. On the other side are cells separated by faint green pillars of light.

These fighting ghosts have long been dominated by anger, and they have no independent consciousness, unless they awaken themselves one day, otherwise even if Da Luo Jin Immortal comes to forcibly cross them, they will only end up in a scattered state.

It is better to seek the transcendence of others than to exceedance of oneself, but how many powerful ghosts in this world can get rid of the shackles of hatred, can transcend oneself, and put down the butcher's knife?

When the ghosts in the cell on the side saw Du Ruo come in, they boiled like water falling into a pot of boiling oil.

For a moment, cries filled the space.

Among these imprisoned souls, there are those with hideous faces, those who lack arms and legs, and those who are no different from ordinary people, and Du Ruo instinctively feels that those ghosts with heavy expressions and no words are indistinguishable from ordinary people are more dangerous.

This first layer of hell seemed to be only a few dozen cells, but when Du Ruo got closer, he found that there were countless cages in each cell, and each cell was distinguished by region.

For example, the first cell she is in now is the ghost of Dongzhou Island, where she is imprisoned. The legend of Dongzhou Island is the fairy island in ancient times, and later after the war, the Six Realms were turbulent, the Tianhe was endless, and Dongzhou Island also flowed all the way to the human world with the Tianhe.

Even if the aura is getting thinner and thinner, the mortals living on this island also have a bit of the charm of the fairy wind and bones, and over time, their souls are also covered with a faint fairy light.

Therefore, the souls that Du Ruo saw in this cell were all exposed to a faint white light. And the souls imprisoned in this cage all look calm, but they have a bit of a superior taste.

However, not everyone is like that, and there are also ghosts with gloomy faces, and when they see Du Ruo coming in, they show a fierce light and a ghost staring at her viciously.

Du Ruo didn't care, and after carefully scanning each cage, she walked out of the cell on Dongzhou Island.

Legend has it that birds, animals, plants, trees, insects, and fish are all reincarnated from human souls, so no matter what kind of monster they are, they must appear in human form after death.

Du Ruo had never seen the appearance of the fat tiger, so she couldn't help but be a little curious about what the fat tiger she was going to see in a while should look like.

When people die, they return to their roots and return to the place where they were born. The place where the fat tiger was born should be Luofu Mountain, so Du Ruo didn't delay any longer, and he didn't hesitate to step into that cell when he found Luofu Mountain in Zhongzhou.

The ghosts of Luofu Mountain were covered with a faint gray mist, and some of them had already been unrecognizable, their faces were covered with large and small blood marks, and even worse, their limbs were incomplete.

Du Ruo guessed that they should be the ones who accidentally fell into the cliff while collecting medicine in Luofu Mountain. She suddenly thought of the past when she fell into the abyss for picking that mountain ginseng.

If she hadn't come out of this, she might still be the most ordinary mortal in the medicine collection village at the foot of Luofu Mountain, and she would never know her true identity.

She couldn't help but sigh at the magic of fate. It will always bring the lost person to the path he should take at some point, and you are an immortal with mana and still can't get rid of the control of fate.

She just scanned the cage in front of her while thinking nonsense, the ghost of the fat tiger had never been seen, but she had seen another relative-like existence.

Du Ruo's eyes were a little moist. She never imagined that she would see her deceased grandmother here.

She has always felt haunted that she did not stay by her side to retire and send her off, and now goodbye, it is heaven and man forever.

The state of the grandmother was somewhat similar to the remnant soul she saw when she helped her summon her soul on Luofu Mountain that day, but her eyes were obviously bright.

Reunited in the hell of this netherworld, Grandma was obviously a little surprised. She didn't even dare to believe that the girl in front of her was Du Ruo, who had been with her day and night.

However, Du Ruo opened her mouth first, her tone seemed to be choked, and there seemed to be tears rolling in her eyes. "Grandma. ”

When the grandmother heard Du Ruo call this, her eyes lit up, and her heart was finally sure. Hurriedly pounced forward, only to hit the cage and was bounced back. For some reason, Grandma burst into tears. "You girl is young, why just, why did you go like this, I thought you went to Luofu Mountain to be a good destination, why just..." The more the grandmother spoke, the more excited she became, and she really wiped her tears, but she was already a ghost, so naturally it was impossible for her to shed real tears.

Du Ruo stepped forward, and she naturally guessed that Grandma thought she was dead. "Grandma, I'm not dead, I'm only here to find a friend of mine. ”

Grandma suddenly raised her head, "What did you say?"

"Grandma, I'm not dead, but you..."

Grandma finally relieved herself when she heard her say that. She looked at Du Ruo carefully.

I haven't seen her for many years, and she is getting more and more dusty, but the original cold air has decreased a few points. It's a little more human. "Who are you looking for?"

When Du Ruo heard Grandma ask like this, his heart moved, and he had some eyebrows. "Grandma, do you know if there is a thousand-year-old demon soul locked up here?"

"A thousand-year-old demon soul?" Grandma paused, "I haven't seen a thousand-year-old demon soul, but a few days ago, I saw Yin Cha bring a child in, looking ordinary, but locked in the most strict cage." I'm not sure if you're looking for him. ”

Du Ruo heard her say this, and he already thought about it in his heart. She looked at Grandma, her eyes moistened again. "But Grandma, you ......"