"Yo! Wang Mo, you can, when did you make such a big achievement, this is the prince of the previous dynasty, and he was actually found by your kid! The man was very envious with his yellow teeth.

"Where! Where! I haven't been able to meet one in the past ten or eight years, and now that I do, don't make fun of me.

In order to avoid extraneous branches, Wang Mo led the yellow-robed ghost to prepare to report.

Not far ahead, a group of people, no, should say a group of souls.

They walk aimlessly with their heads bowed, and the walking dead are aptly described as walking dead.

However, the bridge guards on the side of the bridge have gained a lot of weight, and it looks like the nearest offering should be okay, they saw Wang Mo, and they all smiled at Wang Mo.

Wang Mo knew that the reason why they laughed was because they gave tips, otherwise they would definitely make things difficult for themselves in every way, and they might even find excuses to make themselves unable to cross this bridge.

Everyone is accustomed to such things, and as a ferryman, the most contact is not with the living, but with them as bridge keepers.

"Wang Mo, you're here!"

The enthusiasm of the bridge guards surprised Wang Mo, because in Wang Mo's impression, they should be the kind of high-minded and impatient attitude towards themselves, and now they suddenly greeted themselves, which made Wang Mo always feel a little strange in his heart.

"Hello two big brothers, this is the soul of the dead brought today, here is a little heart, please give me a convenience!" Wang Mo said and pulled the yellow-robed ghost, and then took out two oceans from his pocket and prepared to hand them to the two bridge guards.

But to Wang Mo's surprise, today's bridge keepers seem to be different from usual, they are extraordinarily enthusiastic today, and they are very abnormal, today they don't want to tip!

"Could it be that I have given less?" Wang Mo asked himself in his heart.

Today's achievement is not small, if it is really difficult by the bridge guards, so that this yellow-robed ghost can't cross the bridge, then the duck to the beak will fly again.

Wang Mo thought about it, and took out a big ocean in his pocket: "Two big brothers help!" ”

The bridge keeper looked around and said cautiously: "Hurry up and put it away, someone from above has come to inspect today, do you want us to be scattered?" ”

After finishing speaking, the man looked at Wang Mo with a standard smile.

Wang Mo suddenly understood, he was still thinking about what happened today?

On weekdays, even if Wang Mo doesn't give it, they will even ask themselves to ask for it, of course, this is not Wang Mo alone, all the ferrymen, if they want to cross this Nai He Bridge, they must offer to these two bridge keepers.

"Good fellow, there is a Bodhisattva from above!" Wang Mo thought secretly, but he still couldn't say that.

He immediately became serious, even if what he said was a little against his will, he still had to say it.

"Two big brothers, I understand, I understand, when I come next time, I will honor you together!" Wang Mo smiled very flatteringly.

At this moment, Wang Mo suddenly had a feeling that he had finally lived ------- what he hated the most.

The two bridge guards glanced at Wang Mo: "You're welcome, I'm outside, hurry up and go in!" ”

The bridge keepers were very happy to listen to Wang Mo's words, and they liked people like Wang Mo very much, because Wang Mo knew the general situation and understood the world.

You can not do it yourself, but you can't not send it, this is a matter of principle.

The two crossed the halberds in their hands with each other, only to see a red light appear, extending to the end of the Nai He Bridge.

The yellow-robed ghost was scared, it was like a mirror to him, and some of the things he had done in his life kept coming to his mind.

Robbing famous women, occupying people's world, killing family members and people at will, almost all the bad things in this world, he has done.

But at that time, he didn't feel that at that time, he was high above, and the lives of others were insignificant to him.

"Don't be nervous, after crossing the Nai Ho Bridge, someone will naturally come to pick you up, and the evil things you do will go to hell according to the severity. Whether it is to go to the oil pot, or to go to the knife mountain, or to cut your nose and dig out your heart, these punishments will not necessarily be used on you. ”

Wang Mo's words seemed to be comforting, but the yellow-robed ghost sounded like a threat.

His legs were shaking, but it was too late for the blood clot, this was hell, the destination of the dead, even the emperor was only a wisp of the dead here.

People who are admired by tens of thousands of people come here, and they may be punished by the oil pot knife mountain.

Because when he was alive, no one knew what the person who was admired by all people was thinking, whether he really thought about the people, or under the guise of thinking about the people, he did something that hurt nature and reason, and all human nature will be exposed here.

At the end of the red light was a large door, Wang Mo walked to the door and put his hand on it, and then a line of words appeared on a stone on the left:

"Ferryman: Wang Mo"

"Position: Junior Level 3"

"Skill: Yellow Springs Lead the Way"

Looking at the information on the soul stone, Wang Mo felt a trace of sadness, he had been a ferryman for so long, but in the end he was still a junior ferryman, but fortunately, he was looking forward to it again, now he is a junior level 3, and it won't take long to be promoted to intermediate level 1!

Intermediate level 1 can get more yin virtue, and you can also get more skills, thinking of this, Wang Mo is energetic.

"Put your hands on it!" Wang Mo said to the yellow-robed ghost.

At this moment, the yellow-robed ghost is very obedient, the soul of coming here, even if it is powerful, he is obedient when he comes here, and the yellow-robed ghost can clearly feel the screams under his feet, which is the legendary eighteen-layer hell.

"Will I be tortured inside?" The yellow-robed ghost was scared.

"Evil Ghost: Ai Xinjue Luo"

"Demon Level:" Third Class A! ”

"Matters committed in his life: During the Daoguang period, he robbed a sixteen-year-old vegetable seller, and then threw the vegetable seller into a well and sealed it. He once connived at his son to forcibly occupy the fields and then kill people! Wait! ”

Wang Mo looked at the information on the soul measuring stone, and then looked at the yellow-robed ghost, and saw that the yellow-robed ghost's face was very ugly.

The yellow-robed ghost thought that he was doing these things unconsciously, he was really young and vigorous back then, and he was a little prince, so as long as he wanted it, he could get almost everything he wanted at that time. At that time, if I wanted to die alone, it was easier than drinking water.

"You guy, you're finished!" Wang Mo said.

The yellow-robed ghost knelt on the ground with a puff: "Please, please let me go, I don't want to go to hell!" ”

But Wang Mo will not be soft-hearted, even if he is soft-hearted, it will be useless, and the mistakes he makes must be paid by himself.

Wang Mo didn't speak, to him the yellow-robed ghost was an unusual list, as long as he entered this door, his task would be completed.

As for what kind of punishment he will receive, this is not his responsibility.

The door opened, Wang Mo kicked the yellow-robed ghost in, and the door slowly closed again.

Wang Mo stretched out his hand again and pressed it on the door, and the soul stone showed:

"Ferryman: Wang Mo"

"Position: Intermediate Level 1"

"Skill: Yellow Springs Lead, Hunt."