Mu Xichen knew that the fat man would definitely not be able to withstand the temptation and hard work, so he opened the price, "You help me find that old woman out of my soul, and I will definitely not disturb you and Jiang Xuejuan's good things in the future......"

"Fuck your uncle, who is the family? Banhua! Do you have the right to bother? The fat man proudly pushed the dust, he is Jiang Xuejuan's tablemate, what do you want to do, he He Fan is not so easy to fool. After another time, she stretched out three fingers and suddenly said, "At least...... In the future, you will be rich, and I will be three, and I will be seven. "It turns out that the fat man is still thinking about the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, and it is estimated that he is in the mood to steal cultural relics before going there.

But Mu Xichen was not in such a good mood, "Dead fatty, you are too much!" Our brothers are blessed and share hardships, and now you want to mention the matter of sharing money with me! ”

The fat man was cheeky and didn't care about Chenzi's eyes that wanted to kill people, and took a step back and explained with a hippie smile: "As the saying goes, use your own things yourself, and other people's husbands and wives are like this, so as not to cause friction in property in the future, right......?"

Mu Xichen gritted his teeth and smiled, the bones on his two fists were pinched and gurgling, he thought that this dead fat man was still easier to fool, but he didn't expect to become smart. The fat man had already prepared, people in the rivers and lakes always had some unexpected "skills", he was full of pride, but waited for the dust to compromise obediently, but he didn't expect Mu Xichen to punch him on his stomach full of oil and water, it seemed to see through his thoughts, and snorted coldly, "The ghost wants to compromise with you!" But he turned away and no longer had any hope in that regard.

He Fatzi behind him muttered: "I'm just a nominal captain who touches gold, and I'm not a wizard and Taoist, so I'll find someone else to do that!" Mu Xichen realized that he was too anxious, and the fat man only heard that no one could solve any risk if there was really any risk, and he did it for his own good.

"What should I do?" Chenzi had a headache and scratched his hair, and his fluffy hair was messed up, if he didn't have a positive heart, it would have looked really decadent.

"Since there is no way out, you have to find another way......" There was a voice in his heart, but Chenzi was used to the sudden voice in his head, and sat in place without changing his face, and he suddenly remembered something.

"Going off the beaten track?" Is there any way for him to meet that mother-in-law now? As long as you ask her, there must be clues about this formation, as for why, it is because Mu Xichen inadvertently remembered the words of her mother-in-law that day, she said too much, so much that he believed that if he met her again, she would definitely tell himself.

After a long time, he squatted on the ground and his rickety back had straightened, and he glanced at the fat man who was sitting silently behind him. The right hand gently pinched the root of his ear, a little numb.

"Fatty!" He beckoned.

Raise your eyes. He didn't seem to have much energy to govern the others, and he was now struggling with how to get out, and unconsciously touched the food in the bag, and there was not much left.

"Wait for my good news!" Before He Fatzi could react to what the situation was, he saw Mu Xichen lose his center of gravity and fell headlong. "Old Shepherd!" He got up from the ground and ran to Chenzi, and with great experience, pressed a few acupuncture points on him.

"Hell yes!" In a fit of rage, he slammed the map in his hand to the ground, and sat on the ground with one hand on his forehead and his legs spread apart.

There was a churn in the stomach and a staggered time shift.

I opened my eyes uncomfortably, the vast red is the junction of life and death, and the flowers on the other side are full of Sansheng River.

He...... Actually came to the underworld!

Originally, I was just holding on to a fluke mentality, pretending to fake my death in the hope of deceiving the impermanence of black and white, but I didn't expect to come to the underworld, which is also the so-called underworld.

Mu Xichen used the simplest method of fake death. There are many complex nervous systems hidden in the root of the ear, and the reason why he pinched the root of the ear vigorously is that he hopes to faint to the extent of suspended animation, if he doesn't have a soul out of the body and comes to the underworld, it will be regarded as a sleep, but he didn't expect it...... It's really a blind cat that bumps into a dead mouse, and it doesn't let him suffer in vain.

He stood on the edge of the Sansheng River, raised his eyes and looked to the right, a group of "people" lined up in a line and slowly walked forward, those people were sad or happy, each with a fibula, with a different mood to take Meng Po's bowl of tea soup, and then walked across the Sansheng Bridge and crossed the Sansheng River.

A dead man naturally has to look like a dead man, and here the dust cannot be exceeded, he blended into the "crowd", and those "people" did not speak, but just silently ...... Silent ......

Seeing that he was about to take over the bowl of Meng Po soup, he suddenly stopped moving, if he drank this bowl of soup, wouldn't he live in vain? So what's the point of looking for Grandma Liu at the head of the village...... However, only when you go to the real Netherworld can you find her! "Meng Po, can I not drink this bowl of soup?"

Meng Po glanced at Chenzi with a smile, she hadn't heard such words, and there were people who were reluctant to drink this soup before. Her eyes flickered suddenly, but this tiny detail was still captured by Mu Xichen.

Meng Po handed the tea soup to the person behind him, and said lightly: "I'm just an old woman who is responsible for delivering soup, and after drinking the soup, you can cross the bridge, and only after crossing the bridge can you reach the real Yin ...... If...... If you want to be a lonely ghost, I, an old woman, have no power to stop you. ”

The dust pestle was in place, he finally came here, if he couldn't ask about the village, then he would definitely not be able to break the formation, and he would have to be trapped inside. If you drink this soup, won't you forget everything? Anyway, it's a death horizontal, so it's better to think about it here.

Taking a deep breath to calm his slightly fluctuating mood, he calmed down and said: "I want to come to Meng Po and know that I am not a dead person, and I must be forced to come to the underworld, and I hope that Meng Po will open the net, and I ......will leave after I finish my work."

Meng Po was not surprised when she heard this, because she wanted to pierce the dust when she saw it. This person is not the other "person", only to see her embarrassed: "You have a very heavy yang energy in your body, not like a dead person...... Although pretending to be fake death covers the yang energy, and can hide the impermanence of black and white, it can't hide it from me. Your life is not over, so let's go back early. ”

"Meng Po, I really have something very important to do. My brother and I are locked up in a formation, only ......" He was halfway through his words, but was interrupted by Meng Po's impatient tone, "You don't have to explain this, it's not impossible to go in if you want to......"

At this moment, Mu Xichen seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and anxiously asked the following, "What should I do, no matter what the requirements are, I can complete them, just ask to meet Grandma Liu!" ”

"Don't make up your mind so early, young man, I'm not done yet. Since you have a human body and a living person, and you fake your death and sneak into here, just outside the netherworld, you have to fold your yang life for a year or two, and if you go in, you can still get it, and ten years of yang shou will be gone in the blink of an eye. If you don't care about that lifespan, I won't stop you from entering. Mu Xichen choked on a mouthful of saliva, stunned. Ten years of longevity? Just kidding, right?