"I don't think you need to cross the Nai He Bridge to be reincarnated, you just wait to rot in the Lechuan River and be accompanied by insects and snakes." Hei Beichang grabbed Qiu Shaohua and prepared to throw it at the worms and snakes rampaging through the smelly and unpleasant Lechuan River.

Mo Wuwen hurriedly put down Li Xiaomai and took off into the air, and then Qiu Shaohua, who was thrown into the air, landed on the ground and said to Hei Bechang, "Immortals, we just broke into the forbidden place by mistake, let's go out." ”

"Joke, you guys come and go in the underworld?" It's as cold as ever.

"You think we're coming to Hades, and if you don't fall from that damned cave and you kneel and beg us to come, we won't come." Li Xiaomai felt that Hei Buchang was just a black African, and there was nothing to be surprised about.

Hei Bechang no longer answered with them, and shook the mourning stick in his hand and shook the bell, and when the jingle bell rang, Bai Bechang didn't know where to get out of the bell in response, and the jingle bell rang non-stop.

Suddenly, Qiu Shaohua covered his ears and rolled to the ground, his feet twitched in pain and foamed at the mouth. And Li Xiaomai felt that he was suddenly covered in a big bell, and the endless ringing of bells was in his ears, which made him restless and angry.

Seeing this scene, Mo Wuwen took out the demon refining pot in time and waved it at the bell, only to see that the bell stopped suddenly. Hei Beichang's surprised eyes stared at Mo Wuwen, forgetting to shake the mourning stick, and shouting in his mouth: "Who are you, how can there be a demon refining pot..."

Obviously, this black bean is not the same black bechang just now. Li Xiaomai pointed at Mo Wuwen in a loud voice, and shouted to Hei Bechang: "He, he is the Heavenly Master!" ”

"Heavenly Master?" Hei Bechang muttered something in Bai Bechang's ear, Bai Bechang walked to the side of the road with something that looked like a mobile phone, talked to himself about it, and it didn't take long for him to come over and point at them and ask, "Mo Wuwen, Li Xiaomai." ”

"Yes, yes, Li Xiaomai is me. The last thing is him, the Heavenly Master. Li Xiaomai couldn't wait to reply to Bai Beichang's words.

"You can go, your life is not over. Walk along Huangquan Road, but you can't pass the ghost gate, it's your life. After saying that, the sound of Bai Bechang and Hei Bechang disappeared in front of them.

"You said you're not a mushroom seller, so what you just said was a lie?" Mo Wuwen remembered that when Qiu Shaohua was halfway through speaking, Hei Bei often interrupted his words.

"Heavenly Master, it's not a lie, it's the truth. I also collect shiitake mushrooms, but I, I, I..."Qiu Shaohua wanted to speak and stopped, as if there was something unspeakable.

"You are a ghost, why are you such a mother-in-law, if you want to say it, you can say it or not, and we will leave." Li Xiaomai looked at him and was a little impatient, turned around and walked towards Huangquan Road.

"I'm going to find the Celestial Master Bottle."

"What do you say! Celestial Master Bottle. Mo Wuwen thought he had heard the wrong thing.

"There is a celestial master bottle under the dragon kiln on Dongming Mountain, and it is said that the green jade pendant can open the dragon kiln."

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?" Everyone knows that there is a Heavenly Master Bottle under the Dragon Kiln, and Li Xiaomai doesn't think it's strange, but it's just strange why he wants to hide the purpose of his trip.

"I didn't want to tell the secret, in case Meng Po Tang made a mistake when I was reincarnated, I didn't lose the memory of this life, then I can go to the Heavenly Master Bottle again in the next life." Qiu Shaohua said a little embarrassed.

"How can the green jade pendant open the dragon kiln?" Mo Wuwen believed Qiu Shaohua's words, and there was no need to lie to others when others were dead.

"I don't know, Heavenly Master. I wanted to get rich and dizzy, and I ended up losing my life. The more Qiu Shaohua spoke, the more annoyed he became.

"We promised you to avenge you, then we will go back to the world, and you will be reincarnated as a human being." Mo Wuwen and Li Xiaomai waved goodbye to Qiu Shaohua.

Huangquan Road was muddy, and as they walked, their shoes were covered with thin mud, and the heavier they walked. Mo Wuwen tried to fly, but Li Xiaomai on his back flew at most ten meters before falling.

I don't know how long I walked, and I saw clusters of red flowers in the distance, so I shouted, "The fiery one should be the flower on the other side, then we are not far from the ghost gate." ”

At this time, the muddy water on Huangquan Road suddenly bubbled, like boiling water. Out of the water stretched out hands as thin as withered branches, and fingers were like thorns and thorns and scratched at them.

Mo Wuwen flew away with a kick, and with a click of his fingers broke out of his hand and flew up, grabbing them again in mid-air. Mo Wuwen hurriedly raised the demon refining pot, and his fingers were sucked into the demon refining pot one by one.

"Hell, don't get in our way!" Mo Wuwen shouted and kicked at the other withered hand that came out of the muddy water, and the blisters that the coo dong hand rolled in the muddy water disappeared.

They continued to walk on the muddy water, when they suddenly smelled the mellow smell of wine in their faces. Mo Wuwen desperately sniffed the aroma of wine and said, "Master, why is there such a mellow wine that is not even available in the world." When we were tired of walking, we found a place to sit and rest and smell the wine. ”

Mo Wuwen couldn't stop sniffing the wine, and gradually there was a feeling of drunkenness. At this time, his most urgent need was not to return to the world, but to drink a glass of fragrant wine from nowhere!

"Master, where did the smell of wine come from?" Li Xiaomai's eyes searched everywhere, except for Wang Wang Huanglu, he had not seen any wine bottles, wine jars, wine jars. Li Xiaomai's nose sniffed everywhere, but the fragrance was unpredictable for a while, left and right, up and down.

Mo Wuwen felt lightheaded at this time, and his whole body was a little weak, and if there was a bed, he would definitely lie down and sleep. Although he was very tired, he had a feeling of fluttering, and he was reluctant to leave this feeling, and slowly slowed down his pace and stopped like Li Xiaomai.

Plopping sound, Li Xiaomai sat on the muddy water all of a sudden, and didn't care if the mud splashed on his clothes, but his face was filled with an intoxicated smile.

Buzzing, the celadon pieces in the pockets suddenly made a sound and vibrated frequently, like a bowl of decanting soup poured into the heart. Mo Wuwen shook his neck violently to sober himself up.

The aroma of wine still hits people like this, diffusing around the last unheard. He jerked out the demon refining pot from the bag and waved it at the wine, and the smell of wine gradually dissipated. At this time, Li Xiaomai was still lying on the mud, squinting his eyes, and kept chattering, "Good wine, good wine, good ...", and gradually his voice became weaker and weaker, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Mo Wuwen hurriedly stepped forward and dragged him up, "Get up, get up, if you don't get up, you'll really be a ghost!" ”

Li Xiaomai staggered to his feet, muttering in his mouth: "I, I was originally a drunkard!" ”

Mo Wuwen turned the demon refining pot around him, hoping to absorb some of the wine on his body, but Li Xiaomai was only slightly sober, just stopped muttering, but his eyes were still so confused.

Mo Wuwen desperately pinched Li Xiaomai's arm in a hurry, "Ah, Master, what are you doing!" Li Xiaomai grinned in pain, stared at Mo Wuwen with wide eyes and shouted.

"Hurry away, wine will make people decadent. Hold your breath and flee the temptation of wine. Mo Wuwen pulled Li Xiaomai's sleeve and pulled forward.

After walking a few steps, Li Xiaomai looked at the yellow muddy water in front of him and said, "Master, why is this muddy water golden." ”

Indeed, Mo Wuwen saw that the muddy water was getting shallower and shallower, gradually turning golden, and the Huangquan Road in front of him was like a golden avenue.

"Master, this is all gold!" Li Xiaomai leaned down and gently grabbed the dirt with his hand, and when he took it out of the water, he saw that the yellow clay he was holding in his hand instantly turned into a glittering golden lump.

"Rich, Master." Li Xiaomai grabbed a few handfuls of gold and stuffed them into his pocket, thinking about it, he was reluctant to go, and grabbed a few more handfuls and stuffed them to Mo Wuwen, and then simply took off his clothes and wrapped a lot of gold on his shoulders.

Mo Wuwen took the gold handed over by Li Xiaomai and looked at it, it looked like genuine gold and put it in his pocket, who doesn't like money!

The heavy golden Li Xiaomai carried it on his shoulders, and the speed of his natural progress slowed down, and he would sink into the golden mud a little bit with each step.

Mo Wuwen saw that Li Xiaomai's footsteps were getting heavier and heavier, and he almost felt that he was struggling, so he persuaded him, "Xiaomai, throw away some gold, the load will crush you." ”

"Master, if you persist and bring this gold out, you will not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life. There is no need to go to Kunlun Mountain and risk your life to find green soil. Hey, Master, why don't you take more? Li Xiaomai dragged forward with heavy steps.

With a plop, Li Xiaomai fell to the ground, and the gold scattered on the ground melted into the mud and turned into a pile of loess.

"How so!" Li Xiaomai couldn't believe it, his eyes grabbed the loess again, and shouted in surprise: "Gold!" "The dirt in his hands turned yellow gold again!

"Xiaomai, are you asking for money and not dying!" Mo Wuwen pulled up Li Xiaomai on the ground and put a handful of loess into his clothes.

"Master, that's gold!" Li Xiaomai's eyes stared directly at the gold scattered on the ground and turned into mud.

"Give!" Mo Wuwen stuffed the gold in his pocket into Li Xiaomai's hand and pulled him forward, Li Xiaomai couldn't resist Mo Wuwen's huge strength, and could only watch a large piece of gold disappear in front of him.

As I ran, the dirt road in front of me lost its golden light and turned into an ordinary yellow spring road glowing with yellow pulp.

Mo Wuwen could no longer see the golden road shining with golden light, so he let go of Li Xiaomai's arm and said, "Don't be greedy, you can't take out so much gold from the underworld." ”

"Ah, what's going on!" Li Xiaomai shouted in surprise, the gold nugget in his hand that was still golden just now turned into a lump of loess in a blink of an eye. Seeing such a scene, Mo Wuwen quickly took out the gold nugget in his arms, and couldn't help laughing: It turned out to be just a piece of yellow clay.

Mo Wuwen threw away the loess block, his mood was very relaxed, and his steps became lighter, and it was the weight of gold that made him breathless.

It's just gold, but it's a pity that it's still a pile of dirt, but Li Xiaomai has been carrying a weight for so long, and in anger, he smashed the yellow clay in his hand into the muddy water.

"Help, help," a woman with unkempt hair and disheveled clothes ran towards them from the side of the road.