Looking at the gloomy ghost fire at the Ghost Gate, Han Ming smiled faintly.

Bai Wuchang waved the white stick in his hand and shouted, "You guys go to the ghost gate now, I'm going to pick up the ghosts above." Remember, when you enter the Ghost Gate Pass, you have to go to Yangguan Road, and then go out of the Nai He Bridge before you enter the underworld!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Wuchang drove the already empty ghost boat and slowly flew upward. [Search for the latest updates; One of the ghosts of an old man said, "I know the Yangguan Road and the Nai He Bridge. There is a special ghost in Yangguan Road, which seems to absorb the residual popularity on our body. That Meng Po soup from Nai He Bridge, after drinking it, we will forget about the things of our previous life!"

"Ah, will we still be reincarnated?"

"Okay, don't talk about it, let's go quickly! I heard that it's too early to go, you can have a good baby! This is really hard in my life, I hope that in the next life, it will be a little better!" The old man sighed and said, and then took the lead in entering the ghost gate.

Han Ming smiled helplessly, did not speak, and followed behind this group of ghosts.

Yangguan Road is an ordinary narrow road. At the entrance of Yangguan Road, there is a ghost cha standing. The ghost cha has a magic wand in his hand, and when he sucks it on each soul, it will inhale a bright breath.

Han Ming was standing at the back, when he was here just now. Han Ming felt that his immortal power was still slowly recovering, but the speed of recovery was relatively slow. In desperation, Han Ming directly blocked his popularity.

When the ghost began to absorb Han Ming's popularity with his magic wand, he suddenly found that not a trace of popularity flew out.

The ghost said in surprise: "Could it be that the magic wand is full?" But the ghost checked the magic wand carefully again, and found that the magic wand was not full at all, so it was even more strange.

The ghost behind Han Ming tried it again, and it also sucked out a trace of popularity.

The ghost looked at Han Ming strangely and asked, "You, what about you, why can't you suck a trace of popularity from you? Could it be that you didn't have any popularity at all in your previous life?"

"I think maybe not!" Han Ming said ambiguously, the ghost was even more confused.

The ghost in the back couldn't wait any longer and said, "Oh, it's got it." If he doesn't have popularity, he won't be popular, and if he doesn't have popularity, it's not good? Just save you some trouble, let him go quickly!"

"What are you urging, urging me to throw you down to the eighteenth layer of hell!" the ghost almost glared and suddenly snorted.

As soon as I heard about the eighteen layers of hell, no one really dared to say anything else now. After all, they're just a little ghost, and the one next to them is a ghost, so they can't offend!

The ghost thought about it for a long time before he waved his hand helplessly and said, "It's so strange, you're the first ghost who has no popularity." Forget it, I'll let you in this time! I'll have to check it out when I get back!"

After saying that, Han Ming smiled secretly and entered the Yangguan Dao.

There was an endless path in Yangguan Road, and Han Ming only felt that the person in front of him disappeared as he walked, but he disappeared for some reason! Han Ming also suddenly felt that something was not normal, and changed his ghost appearance again.

This change is also very peculiar, Han Ming has turned himself into an old woman.

Just as Han Ming was walking, he suddenly encountered a nameless ghost, each holding a portrait of Han Ming's ghost before. Fortunately, Han Ming suddenly had some realization, and his appearance changed.

One of the ghosts saw that the ghost had stopped the old woman Han Ming had turned into, and immediately laughed and said, "Are you frightened by the Buddha? Why do you stop an old lady, what we are looking for is a man!"

The person who stopped Han Ming's way was suddenly a little embarrassed. Annoyed, he waved his hand at Han Ming for a while, and said angrily in a low voice: "Could it be that I was dazzled just now, how did I suddenly become an old woman, it's really strange!"

Seeing this, Han Ming secretly exhaled. Without any stops, he walked directly towards the end of Yangguan Road, sure enough. It didn't take long for Han Ming to walk out of Yangguan Road and arrive at Nai He Bridge.

However, there was an old woman standing at the head of the bridge, and the maple leaves on both sides of the bridge were fiery red.

When Han Ming first came to Nai He Bridge, he changed his appearance into a young man. He kept changing his appearance like this, because he was afraid that Rulai and Heavenly Dao would find out.

At this time, Nai He Qiao didn't even look at Han Ming, handed over a bowl of cyan weak tea, and muttered in his mouth: "Drink it, drink this bowl of Meng Po soup, how bitter and difficult, love and hatred, everything will pass." Drink it, drink it, drink this bowl of Meng Po soup. Once you've drunk it, you'll be back in the world that belongs to you!"

Just when Han Ming was surprised, the ghosts who were suddenly visiting Yangguan Road came to Nai He Bridge and shouted loudly: "All the ghosts stop for me, stand in the original place and don't move!"

After that, he took out another portrait, which was a portrait of an old woman.

But after checking around, I didn't find the old woman. One of the ghosts suddenly whispered, "No, I heard that the immortal who mixed in is good at disguise, if he keeps changing his face, what should we do?"

When Meng Po saw the old woman on the portrait, she immediately said angrily: "You little cubs, what are you doing with the portrait of my old woman?

"Meng Po is angry, Meng Po is angry. We have come to look for the person on this portrait, but he has been changing his appearance, and we are tracking him. I don't know this group of people, have you seen this old woman?" one of the ghosts seemed to dare not offend Meng Po, and hurriedly asked flatteringly.

Meng Po glanced at the portrait carefully, shook her head and said, "I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it." There are no old women in my group, so you can go elsewhere. The underworld is so big, you are looking for a busy job!"

One of the ghosts, who had stopped Han Ming, suddenly asked, "You, look into my eyes!"

Han Ming immediately showed a panicked look, and hurriedly said, "Lord Ghost Mission, Lord Ghost Mission." This old woman is not me, I'm just a scholar, but I don't know anything, what kind of disguise technique!"

"Don't be embarrassed by this little life. He's been with me, waiting for his lover for ninety-seven years. Oh, if anyone dies at the age of ninety-seven, why wait three years on the bridge? It's a pity, this kid has been waiting for ninety-seven years, and he still hasn't waited. I'm just leaving today, don't embarrass him!"

What Meng Po said was the same as the truth, and immediately coaxed those ghosts.

One of the ghosts had a smile on his face and whispered in Meng Po's ear: "Granny Meng, you also know that we can't do anything about it, it's all a matter of orders from above." Mother-in-law, I let this batch of people go first, and I stopped the next batch of people, and asked one by one, is this okay?"

"Okay, but you have to be faster, this Meng Po soup has been going on for a long time, and the effect of the medicine is not good!" Meng Po still looked like she was still in a daze, and even speaking a word was like singing.

The ghost cha hurriedly smiled and nodded, and when he saw that no one was leaning over, he whispered again: "Granny Meng, that." If there is a good-looking female ghost, can you leave him to me? Don't worry, I will definitely honor Granny Meng in the future!"

"You little cub, it's not a good thing! Okay, okay, I know!" Meng Po pointed at the ghost and scolded with a smile, and then agreed, and handed the bowl of Meng Po soup just now to Han Ming.

"Xiao Sheng, don't wait, hurry back! Drink this bowl of Meng Po soup, all feelings and grievances will become light, all will become light!" Meng Po's strange words once again aroused Han Ming's suspicions.

Now it can be clearly seen that this Meng Po is obviously helping Han Ming. It would be a little funny to say that Meng Po recognized the wrong person. Although Meng Po only boils Meng Po soup, her strength is not bad.

Han Ming drank the Meng Po soup with confidence, sealed the Meng Po soup in a place in his body, and walked towards the opposite side of the Nai He Bridge with his eyes demented. All the people who drank Meng Po soup just now walked over with dementia in their eyes.

Han Ming naturally learned to do the same.

In this way, Han Ming finally mixed up Yangguan Road and Nai He Bridge.

And in the Buddha room of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, Rulai said with some concern: "Strange, who is the mysterious person who told us that Han Ming is mixed in the underworld, and why is he helping us?"

The King of Jizo was obviously not clear, and said with some suspicion: "Buddha, do you think it will be the ghost." The ghost dragon suffered a big loss in Han Ming's mind last time, maybe it was him?"

"Hmph, he? This is absolutely impossible, such a good thing, do you think he will give it to me? But this mysterious person is also powerful, although his words are a little subtle, but he can quickly find out Han Ming's true appearance!"

"If you can bring the treasure mirror of our Buddha ancestor, you won't be so passive!" Seeing that no one had come to tell Han Ming for a long time, King Bodhisattva suddenly sighed and said.

Rulai is also quite helpless, but there is no way to do it now, so I can only wait.

At this moment, the king of Hades walked into the Buddha room and said with sincere fear: "The disciple sees the Buddha, and the master sees it!"

Rulai smiled mildly and asked, "Get up, by the way, has Han Ming disappeared? Have you scattered all the portraits I gave you directly just now, and go to find Han Ming?"

"If you come to the Buddha, then Han Ming seems to have discovered something, Te's cunning. It is said that it will change one appearance and one another. We can't find anyone at all, hey!" Hades was also very anxious, he had given himself such an errand, but if he did it, it would be a great achievement.

Maybe you can go directly to Xiaoleiyin Temple in the future, and you don't have to be a Hades in the underworld. It's a pity that it was precisely because of Han Ming's cunning and caution that he messed up such a good performance opportunity.

The Buddha didn't seem to care much, and said with a smile: "Forget it, if you can't find it, you can't find it!

Hearing this, the King of Jizo asked in confusion, "Buddha, don't you want to seek revenge on that Han Ming?"

"Yes, but not now. What we're doing now is helping someone who doesn't know if it's friend or foe. We can find it, of course, the best. If you can't find it, don't be discouraged. For Han Ming, I already have a way to deal with it!" the Buddha looked relaxed, and he didn't seem to believe much in that mysterious person.

In addition, he himself already had a set of methods before, which could be used to deal with Han Ming very well. Therefore, whether others intervene or not, and who the helper is, for Rulai, it has little to do with it.

"Alright, you can go down!" said the Buddha as if he wanted to talk to the Jizo King Bodhisattva, waving his hand at Hades.

When the king of Hades heard this, he knelt down again and said respectfully: "If you come to the Buddha, master, then the disciple will retire!" After saying that, the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth nodded gently, and the king of Hades slowly retreated.

As for Han Ming, after changing his appearance several times, he finally found the whirlpool set up by Gou Chen.