The sun has finally set.

The last of the sunset on the mountains melted into the vast twilight, and the surrounding mountains showed a chaotic silhouette of blue and white in the faint night light.

A few bursts of rustling movement, the chirping of cicadas came to an abrupt end, and Bailing came out of the bare rock crevices in embarrassment, and finally saw a small reservoir. A reservoir, or more precisely, a pumped storage power station, a tall, iconic prismatic tower is built right next to it, emitting only light and heat at night.

With the faint light, Bai Ling struggled through the tattered barbed wire fence – the mountain behind the Empress's Shrine was inaccessible, and not many people were interested in the hydropower station in the wilderness, so the barbed wire fence around the reservoir had been tattered for many years.

Through the barbed wire, the humid and hot water vapor came to her face, Bai Ling patted the messy clothes, looked at the undisturbed water in front of her, and hesitantly stroked a bracelet worn on her right wrist.

It is a beautiful bracelet with a shiny and delicate sterling silver texture, a unique double float chain of interlocking chains, set with seven broken diamonds, and a slightly larger alexandrite that glows with a strange red glow in the night light.

It is said that beautiful things are fascinating, gold and silver, they have loved this bracelet, and they have asked many times to buy an identical one, and finally she is willing to give up because she explained that it is an ancestral heirloom.

However, it is certainly not an ancestral heirloom.

The amorphous stone above is the "road guide".

The way to Hades.

As the saying goes, there is a living realm in life, and there is a dead country in death. If we use the analogy of the world of the living, the living live in the yang world, and the dead live in the underworld; The living have a government, and the ghosts have an underworld; There is a prison for the living, and there is a hell for the ghost.

The boundary between life and death is determined by the destiny of heaven, and the affairs of the underworld are determined by the underworld, even if the gods of the Nine Heavens go to the underworld, they must hold a symbolic identity guide so that they will not be obstructed by the ghosts.

What made Bai Ling hesitate was that she was already a mortal, and she didn't know if this path guide would still work?

However, there is no time to waste - after crossing the Nai River Bridge, even the King of Hades will not be able to let their spirits return to the Yang Realm, unless the Ghost Emperor who has no tail of the dragon nods.

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth, jumped no longer hesitantly, only to hear a "plop" sound, and the water surface stirred up a splash, and quickly regained calm.

Bailing entered the water, only to find that the water in this reservoir was black. Unable to see the eye, she searched for a long time under the slow water, only to see half of the bubbling rusty manhole cover in the mud of an arc-shaped depression.

Holding her breath, she vigorously ripped open the manhole cover that had been squeezed by the sand and gravel, and then stared at the even darker well for two seconds, then turned over and dived in.

In an instant, the black fog around him turned into the sky, and the waves were churning. After a period of dark weightlessness, Bailing's feet finally stepped on the ground.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a yellow sand-like darkness in front of me, like the light of the sun before it set, but with a cold atmosphere.

She subconsciously touched her hair, the high ponytail loosened when it entered the water, and the long wet hair reached to her waist, and it only took a moment to be steamed dry by the yin qi around her.

As she adapted to the light, she saw a high-rise pass not far away—the Ghost Gate.

There are two tall beast statues standing on both sides of the ghost gate, bursts of Yafinch screaming, and there are several ghosts guarding in front of the level, with green faces and fangs, which are terrifying.

Bai Ling touched her bracelet and walked over calmly.

Unexpectedly, a few ghosts in front of the ghost gate didn't seem to see her, and they didn't ask her for a guide, so they let her pass step by step.

What's the situation?

Bai Ling wondered to herself, could it be that there is no need for such a thing as a guide in the underworld today? Also, isn't the Ghost Gate Pass a place where ghost soldiers escort ghosts into the underworld? Why is it so deserted?

With such doubts, Bai Ling saw the Yin and Yang Boundary Monument erected on Huangquan Road, which should be the place where Qu Wei and Wang Daochang were caught by ghosts.

Wandering around the Yin-Yang Boundary Monument are some lonely souls and wild ghosts, and unlike the ghost soldiers, ghost chas, ghost officials and other prefecture grassroots gods, the ghosts will maintain their appearance before their deaths, but their faces are paler. She thought for a moment and walked over to a little girl squatting next to the monument, "Little sister." ”

The little girl raised her head at the sound, revealing a half-bald, bloody forehead.

Bai Ling's expression stiffened slightly, and then asked in the same tone as usual, "Have you been here all along?" ”

The little girl nodded lifelessly.

"Did you see a ghost just now...... Ghost? Although the soul of the living out of the body is the same thing-the one that rises to the heavens is usually called the "soul", and the one that descends to the underworld is called the "spirit", but Bai Ling was worried that she would not be able to understand, so she changed her words.

The little girl didn't speak, but slowly raised her hand and pointed to the end of Huangquan Road.

Bai Ling's eyes lit up, "Did he go that way?" ”

The little girl still didn't answer, nodding lifelessly.

"Thank you." Bai Ling thanked her and eagerly ran in the direction she was pointing.

At the end of the thick fog of Huangquan Road, an archway with the horizontal book "Yin City" stands quietly in front of you.

The Yin Market, as the name suggests, is a gathering city for ghosts in the underworld. The yin market is big and lively. The longest street in it is called Yin Street, and there are many stalls selling things such as spices and groceries, as well as some high-end chain stores, and ghosts walk through it, dressed in retro or modern, bizarre and ordinary, and it is very lively.

The Yin Market was originally built for ghost beings waiting to be reincarnated—they could shop, spend, and spend time with paper money burned in the yang world. Later, there were many ghosts who were unwilling to be reincarnated, and some high-ranking officials and nobles even bought a house with a huge amount of paper money and took root in the yin market.

I don't know why, after walking into the Yin Market, Bailing has always had a feeling of restlessness, as if ...... Something had been watching her from the shadows.

However, this uneasiness was quickly dispelled by another incident, when a ghost with a hexagonal soul locking board swaggered into a gambling house on the corner of the market.

The hexagonal soul locking chessboard is a magic weapon for the underworld to arrest and suppress the evil souls, 998,000 and one chess pieces can be placed on the chessboard, and each chess piece can trap 999 souls, the legend is that it is one of the magic weapons left by the supreme god who ruled the underworld in ancient times - Taishan Mansion Jun, there are only five pieces in the entire underworld, which are held by the five ghost emperors who rule the underworld.

Lock the soul chess, and all souls are gone.

This magic weapon, which is usually used as a weapon to hunt down evil spirits, is difficult for even the king of Hades to borrow, and a small ghost is actually carrying it on his back so grandly?

If it weren't for the divine power that he had seen on the hexagonal soul locking chessboard, and the underworld had a very strict distinction between the outfits of ghost soldiers, ghost messengers, and ghost officials, Bai Ling would almost suspect that he had mistaken his identity.

Evil spirits, spirits, ghosts, and the direction of the little girl, she hesitated for a moment in front of the plaque in the gambling house, decided not to let go of any subtle clues, and gently pushed the door open.