Yin Si Street, where the economic lifeblood of the underworld is concentrated, but there is no bustling crowd. Occasionally, a few ghosts passed by, and they were all in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, it was gone.

After all, most of the people who come to Yin Si Street are ghosts, and they use floating, of course, fast.

Although it is the center of trading, it is located in the most prosperous area of Yin Si Street, and at a glance, there are not many pavilions. Based on this, the shops that can stand in the center of Yin Si Street, not to mention the quality of their own things, just the owners behind each one, looking at the entire underworld, are also big people with heads and faces.

Of course, this is the heartland. Radiating outward from the center, prices gradually decrease, and the number of shops will increase accordingly.

In order to maintain order, the administrators of the underworld planned these shops together, and gradually formed a small city, from the extremely prosperous "Yin Si Street" throughout, covering a wide area, enough to look down on a large city. However, everyone is still accustomed to calling it "Yin Si Street".

Usually, ghosts from all walks of life, and even people from the Six Realms, will come over for a few walks.

Generally speaking, when we talk about Yin Si Street, we probably refer to the main street in the very center. Among them, there are many desolate and dilapidated alleys, which are embarrassed to call themselves "Yin Si Street", so they have their own names.

Who started it, it is not known.

One of the alleys is called "Que Yin Street", and the street is crooked and crowded with four houses, two of which are ajar, and the remaining two are closed for an unknown amount of time. Several white lanterns hung under the eaves, and the candles in the lanterns came and went, almost extinguished in the occasional gale.

The underworld is what people often call the underworld.

Usually there is no sun, but it is not so dark, and the residents who live here still like the environment here, which is neither hot nor cold, nor dry.

The psychic who can come to the underworld through the formation comes here from time to time, and occasionally goes on a mission, which is also a good experience.

Simple monks and the like generally do not come here, and for them, the foul aura of the underworld is an obstacle to their cultivation.

And the psychic monk who combines psychic and cultivation is much more convenient. But there are still some decent people who disdain it.

On the east side of Que Yin Street, there is a shop with a half-hidden door, which is open.

"Uncle, for the sake of me bringing you so many good things, can you ask for a light touch this time? I went to that place not long ago, and I'm going to go again so soon! No, I refuse! An anxious and clear young voice came from behind the door, with a thick resistance.

"You boy, when I'm here to open the door and do good? These things you brought are good, but don't bully me for not knowing the goods, whose they belong to, you know better than me! I took them, and I wasn't asking for trouble! ”

Seeing that the situation was a little grim, the young man decided to work harder: "Uncle, hey, can I call your grandfather!" Grandpa, your old man is fine, this time I owe it first, next time, next time I will make up for it! I swear! ”

Looking at the young man who stretched out his four fingers and pointed to the sky, the middle-aged man's face did not relax at all, and his serious face almost collapsed after hearing the sound of "grandpa".

Bastard! I'm only a few hundred years old, so call me grandpa!

The person in front of Fu Ze was none other than Liudaozi, a person from the underworld who could draw some talismans and cultivate magic weapons.

Ever since a few people were allowed to live here hundreds of years ago, it was no surprise to see humans in the underworld with a few brushes, mostly psychics or monks with no way out.

However, those who can survive here will definitely use some secret method to cover their yang energy and resist the cold of the underworld. Ever since those people had changed the way their essence was working, the feeling in their bodies was not much different from that ghost.

As for why he didn't wait in the bright, warm and brilliant sun, and took great pains to walk in the underworld, in addition to being forced to do so, it was also related to the psychic himself.

There will be special places in the underworld or the human world to release some tasks on a regular basis, and psychics will travel between the yin and yang worlds to complete the tasks regularly and get paid.

In the past hundred years, I don't know what those powerful ghosts in the Hades Hall have done, and there is not a normal ghost here who will attack them for no reason. In short, in a word, it's greasy.

In the underworld, there are also some small sects. Among them, the largest and widest sphere of influence is the Psychic Society, it is said that their ancestor was the ancestor of the Yin and Yang family, and later moved the family here without knowing what kind of accident occurred.

Speaking of psychics, it has something to do with the person in front of you......

Some people say that this Liudaozi was expelled by the Psychic Society for some unspeakable reason, after all, Liudaozi does have some ability.

Fu Ze had to rely on the auxiliary teleportation charm of Liudaozi every time he teleported, so he had reason to believe that Liudaozi was very powerful.

It is said that there are not a few people who have suffered like Liudaozi, and of course there are not many.

Fu Ze also heard some rumors about Liudaozi from the "neighbors", and he guessed a lot of them.

According to the ghost next door, Liudaozi was favored by the psychic society in his early years because of his skills, and then for some reason people didn't want him, and he had no way to go but to do work like helping people draw some auxiliary charms or repair magic tools in this dilapidated courtyard to make a living.

It's almost the same as not saying it, but what Liudaozi has to do with psychic will come out of his mouth.

Although Que Yin Street doesn't look good, but in the end, Yin Si Street, with the craftsmanship of Liudaozi, making a living is not a problem.

The quality of Liudaozi's things is good, there has never been a phenomenon of disconnection, and the price is reasonable, such as the auxiliary teleportation charm he wants to use, and he has never been out of the pool.

Sometimes, though, he makes small requests to customers that are a little "excessive......

"Boy, no money or anything, I can give you this method to make me happy, which is to be benevolent to you! Don't procrastinate, go ahead, my jar is almost empty! Dusting off the robe with blue and black trim, and looking down at the wrinkled corners of his clothes that had been scratched by Fu Ze, Liu Daozi said impatiently.

He has tried all the things that Fu Ze disdains to do, but it still has no effect, and it seems that there is no way to ask for a leniency.

I had to go.

Fu Ze reluctantly put away the things that were placed on the log table to "bribe" Liudaozi, stuffed them into the Qiankun bag, and left without looking back.

The middle-aged man looked at the back of the young man when he left, and smacked his lips, hey, he really wanted that thing, but the small tracking formation left on it, he really didn't want to get into these troubles......

It's a pity.

I don't know if this kid will survive.

"Resign yourself to fate. Well, Kaifeng has a jar of wine, I don't know if I can drink it again in the future, haha......"

……

Fu Ze lives alone on a hill in the underworld, and his so-called "home" is nothing more than a black stone building, barely called a house.

The small stone house is located on a small hill, and the stone house is dark all over, and it is accumulated by sprinkling the blood of Yin beasts on ordinary stones. The beast's blood can serve as a deterrent to the Yin Spirit, preventing some stupid ghosts who have lost their minds from disturbing him.

After Fu Ze entered the house, he sat down, supported his head with one hand, and waved his other hand seemingly casually, and a Qiankun bag appeared on the table.

Fu Ze untied the bag and poured out a lot of rare treasures.

looked at the belongings in front of him, took out the Qiankun bag on his body again, and piled all the things together, as if forming a small hill on the small table.

It's not enough, just rely on these things to go to that ghost place that eats people and doesn't spit out bones, and the probability of being able to get out of the whole body is only 30%.

"Ah, damn it, when will grandpa come back to pick me up......"

Fuzawa has a grandfather, and it is said that there is. Grandpa used to live with him on this hill in the underworld.

For as long as he can remember, Fuzawa hadn't seen his parents, and the so-called grandfather treated him very well in the first year. He vaguely remembered that his grandfather was very good-looking, and the good-looking grandfather didn't like to let himself call him grandpa.

Later, the grandfather left in order to find something, so he threw him to Liudaozi for "stocking".

He was found by his grandfather when he was seven years old, and his grandfather left when he was eight years old.

Of course, he gave something useful before leaving, so that Fu Ze would not die like that.

Grandpa is not Fuze's biological grandfather, Fuze was picked up by his grandfather next to a pool of clear water, so grandpa used the word "Ze".

But his grandfather didn't give him the surname "Fu", just called "Ozawa, Ozawa".

Later, after Fu Ze knew that his grandfather's surname was "Fu", he blinked his eyes, tightly tugged on his grandfather's sleeve and smiled:

"Grandpa's surname is Fu, so Ozawa is Fuze!"

Fu Ze clearly remembered that his grandfather was stunned for a moment, and finally did not refute or admit it.

Even if it's the default, follow your grandfather's surname, and you will be a family with your grandfather in the future.

He still remembered that his grandfather at that time looked into the distance with some melancholy and whispered: "Fuze...... Alas......"

Fu Ze didn't understand what his grandfather sighed about, and he didn't want to understand. Grandpa said a lot that night.

The next day, Grandpa was gone.

Fu Ze woke up and didn't find his grandfather, and suddenly remembered that others said that he could see the person he wanted by the Nahe Bridge on the Lechuan River, so he hurriedly chased him out.

Lechuan River, by the bridge, it is said that there is a little girl who sells tea......

That's it, since grandpa didn't explicitly allow himself to follow his surname, then he won't call it.

Since then, Fuzawa has lived alone, and he named himself "Linchuan", hoping that one day, he can meet the person he wants to meet by the Lechuan River......

Soon after his grandfather left, he picked up Yoguan, a rusty sword, and began his career as a "sword slave......

The past is unbearable.

Lying on the bed, Fuzawa began to think about what had happened recently.

As usual, he used a teleportation charm and went to a certain place to "travel", and unluckily encountered a gluttony that suddenly appeared, not only eating up the houses and trees there, but also eating all the magic weapons he took out, and still using sucking.

There were five magic weapons among them, but they came from the people in the fairy world who wandered around the underworld, and they were gone, and his heart was about to die of pain!

It's a tragedy when it's painful, it's sad and sad to meet the censors, and then there are two censors, and just when he thought his good years were buried, a lucky thing happened - the censors met the enemy.

Unfortunately, he was also implicated and fell into a certain time and space with him.

In the rumored "Heavenly Sealed Land", Yo Guan poked the censorship again......

Still on the original wound......

As soon as I think of this Fuze, I regret that I want to die, it's a big trouble, I can't imagine that I will live under the pursuit of a group of inexhaustible and endless censors for the rest of my life, or be directly killed.

But he can't deal with it, who asked him to "depend on each other" with this money-hungry sword.

Later, somehow, maybe it was with Guan Piercing the censorship to make a good mood, so I carved out the space and brought myself back.

He inexplicably thought he had fallen for illusion or something.

As usual, he went to Liudaozi to ask for talismans, but he didn't expect to see that these were the things of the censors, and he couldn't even erase all the consciousness of the censors on these things.

Liudaozi also warned himself that the censorship enabled him to find himself with the formations left over from the east and west.

As soon as Fu Ze heard this, he immediately picked it up and was about to throw it away, but unexpectedly, Liudaozi added quietly: You'd better not throw it away, keep it to atone for your sins......

Fuzawa: "......"

If you want to get the auxiliary teleportation charm again, you can only go to the Ten Thousand Desolations Ancient Land to take five capsules and give them to Liudaozi to make wine.

The five capsules are not very precious plants, and they have no special effects, but they can't stand the six seeds.

said that the wine made from five capsules was a unique delicacy in heaven and earth, so that he secretly tasted it and almost didn't get poisoned. So bitterness can also be called fine wine?

God knows what kind of ghost story this five capsules has with Liudaozi, and listening to the name is a bad fate.

"Hey, bad fate, bad fate."

Since it's a bad fate, why do you bother me?

But after thinking about it, those who came from afar to ask for the talisman from the six daozi, there are many who return empty-handed, and they can find the talisman by just taking a few fruits, which is also powerful.

The fly in the ointment is that the ancient land is a bit troublesome.

Actually, my life is quite big.

He didn't die when he met gluttony, and he didn't die when he met two censors.

Touching the uneven wall, the slightly slippery touch under the fingertips is not disgusting.

Fu Ze slowly closed his eyes.

This time I went to the Ancient Land of Ten Thousand Desolations, and without those life-saving magic weapons, I don't know if I can come back......

Yo Guan leaned over and flew up and landed in the crook of Fu Ze's arm, Fu Ze felt that Yo Seki was probably silently telling him that it would always be with him.

Feeling the vibration of Yoguan, the corners of Fuze's mouth raised slightly.

"The master is not afraid, who is the master, I am omnipotent! Let's go to the Ancient Land of Ten Thousand Desolations now! ”

……

Sealed land.

The black-robed censor suddenly moved, and the wide brim of his hat could not hide a pair of deep and beautiful eyes. Jiang Zhu was still a little vigilant, and he didn't know who set the trap.

He and Fu Ze had tried their best to avoid those people, why couldn't they dodge......

There is also Fuze's unreliable sword, and it should continue to seal it with cinnabar Mochen, so that it can maintain a "rusty waste sword" as an artifact.

Also, recently, Fuzawa's mood has also been a little wrong. Not sure what happened.

Jiang Zhu's good-looking eyebrows wrinkled, and he remembered that Fu Ze always didn't like his sad face, and a warmth welled up from the bottom of his heart, and he smoothed his eyebrows with a smile......

Suddenly, Jiang Zhu sat up suddenly, and the excessive movement involved the wounds on his body, and he was unprepared for the "hiss".

The slender hands still have the immaturity of a teenager, not the hands of an adult, Jiang Zhu checked the wounds on his body again, but the purpose was the clothes of the censor that he hadn't touched for a long time......

……

As soon as he went out, Fuzawa faintly sensed that something was not right.

The clouds are rolling in the west, and the yin qi is particularly heavy today, and Fuze faintly feels that he may have forgotten something.

Suddenly, Fu Ze patted his head: "Ah, why did you forget, tomorrow night is July 15." ”

Under Halloween, the ghost door is wide open, and this stall is full of ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts seem to run to the world. The underworld is always chaotic on this day.

A carnival once a year.,In previous years, Fuzawa also went to the world a few times on Halloween.,There's nothing special except for chaos.,Do you want to go to the world this year.。

That group of people, who will be busy every day, are they going to help this year...... Thinking of the group of stunned people in his memory, Fu Ze inadvertently laughed......

He had completely forgotten that he no longer had a secondary teleportation charm.

The ancient land of ten thousand desolations at the junction of yin and yang, huh...... Halloween is the least suitable place to go.

After weighing it, Fu Ze decided to put down the trip to the Ten Thousand Desolate Ancient Lands for the time being.

I sat alone in the room for a while, it was too boring, thinking that it was okay to go to Liudaozi.

Fu Ze picked up the bed and went out.