The further you ran, the more muddy the road became, and the yin became heavier and heavier, and the wheels of the car pressed deep rut marks on the ground.

The smell of fish in the air is getting heavier, but it doesn't smell bad, it is similar to the smell of a seafood market.

The big rooster doesn't know if it's tired, or if it's affected by the strong yin qi, his head is drooping, the cockscomb is crooked, and the more he runs, the slower he gets. Gradually, it seemed like it took a lot of effort to pull out of the mud with every step.

I suddenly started to feel a little nervous now, urging the big to turn around and go back. Obviously, the footprints of the big are getting deeper and deeper, and if you go any further, you will sink in, and I am not going to be trapped here?

The big seemed to finally have a reaction to my words, and wanted to turn his head in pain, but helplessly, it seemed that he couldn't turn back, because his whole thigh was already stuck in the mud.

I'm a little flustered now, the sky was dark and oppressive, and I couldn't tell if it was clouds or just like that. At this time, the sky not far away was faintly red, and it seemed to be boiling, tumbling endlessly.

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I kept soothing the big, hoping that it would cheer me up and take me out of this quagmire. I'm a bit different in size from a big, and if he can't pull out his legs, I guess I'll never go over my head in one go.

The big was tilting his head in pain, his beak was wide open, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly, as if he was about to lose his breath.

I was about to stand up to see what was wrong with it, when suddenly there was a "poof", and the big rooster was like a balloon, suddenly bursting into a golden light and disappearing into thin air.

The structure of the dragon chariot I rode in was similar to that of a rickshaw, with only two wheels, and the front was carried by a big rooster to maintain balance. It suddenly vanished, and the handlebars hit the ground so hard that I almost didn't get out.

Fortunately, my hand never dared to let go of the car frame, but I was even more frightened, I don't know if it was due to the force of the impact or what, I found that the handlebar of the pestle in the black mud was actually sinking, and the wheels of the car had sunk a quarter of the way down, and the black mud was still bubbling on the black mud ground.

I thought to myself, this is too spiritual, just think of the swamp, and the foot becomes a swamp. The wheels kept sinking, and I struggled to climb out of the car, half-crouching and half-standing to maintain my balance.

The panic and anxiety in my heart at this time is indescribable, this place is deserted, and I feel that even seeing a ghost is better than being alone.

All I was thinking about now was when Hu Shanlin and they would find me, but I guess it would be too late, because the black mud was about to run over the roof of the car.

The roof of the car was finally completely swallowed up by the black mud, and the moment my toes touched the black mud, I immediately straightened my body.

This may be the desire to survive, although I know that sooner or later it will be suffocation, but it is better to die than to die early, my head is raised, and the time for the black mud to flood my head can still be extended for a while.

My heart was pounding, and I waited for a long time, but I didn't feel like it was sinking. I looked down at my feet in amazement and saw that I had no intention of sinking, as if I was standing on flat ground.

What's going on? Am I too light? I carefully lifted my right foot and poked the ground in front of me with the tip of my toe, but there was no trace of it, the ground was as hard as iron.

I'm a little confused, the big and the car just now have sunk in, and the ground is still gurgling and bubbling, why is it flat in a blink of an eye?

I don't have time to think about it, it's good not to die after all, I'm tantamount to picking up a life. To be on the safe side, I turned around and took a half-step, but I didn't dare to step on it.

I was pleasantly surprised that the ground was indeed very solid, and there was no feeling of mud at all.

Overjoyed, I started to run back, and I found that I could even walk two or three meters in one step. I don't know if it's because of the lightness of my soul or if it has something to do with my Taoism.

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After running for a long time, although I didn't feel too tired, the excitement of being alive and dead gradually passed, and the sense of panic hit my heart again.

Because I found out that I might have gotten lost, and the big was running so fast just now, and it was empty, and there was no reference at all.

The most strange thing to me is that the big rooster is like an ox cart stuck in the mud from the moment he enters this black field. In this way, there should be a wheel mark, and no matter how far it has gone, I can always find it back by following the traces.

But now there were no rut marks on the ground, not even a trace of a chicken's paw, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

I made up my mind, after all, I have the impression that the big has always run in a straight line, as long as I don't go crookedly, it should be in the right direction.

It doesn't matter if you go wrong, Hu Shanlin said before, the underworld is vast and boundless, and there are countless cities in it, and the capital city is only the capital but not the only one. Even if I have a slight deviation in the direction, at most I will end up in the city of death.

My old stele king is one of the immovable honors of the city of vain, if he really goes there, it will be easier to do, and it will definitely be good to mention his old man's name.

I cheered myself up as I walked back. It was only when I calmed down that I began to remember what had just happened.

Our brigade was about to enter the entrance of the capital city, and suddenly a monk came out, and the monk came up and gave the big a slap, and then inexplicably called me "senior brother" and said that the rest of the matter was handed over to me.

Fools know that I'm being used as a shield. I don't know why the monk got into trouble with so many ghosts, but I owe it all to him.

The most important thing is that the monk's mouth is full of swearing, and as soon as he opens his mouth, it is grandma and grandpa. But when he used the Buddha beads to fight ghosts, the Buddha beads were blessed with the vajra seal. And the sense of proportion is very good, and not a single ghost has hurt the foundation.

I can see that with his Dharma, there is no need to be so embarrassed by those ghosts. Those ghosts were just like that, and the most threatening thing at that time was the headless stuff underground. Even Man Jianghong's face changed, but before I had time to see what it was, I was already kidnapped by the big rooster.

I said in my heart that this monk is still a little kind and measured, but what does that have to do with me? The monks are merciful, you are merciful to ghosts, but you are not merciful to me. I'm a yang soul, and you don't care about my life or death at all.

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Thinking of this, I gritted my teeth, and said in my heart, don't let me catch you, and when you return to the yang, if you let me find out which temple you are, I have to give you two more ring scars, and make up a leopard six for you.

I held my breath and walked forward, there was no concept of time here, I felt quite strained by the will. There is no reference, and the scenery is the same, but fortunately I am a yang soul, otherwise, I will soon become a lonely ghost.

As I was thinking about it, the front began to get foggy, and I was a little hesitant to go in as I looked at the gray fog. But when I looked back at the road I had come, there was no end in sight, and as soon as I gritted my teeth, I stepped into the mist.

The fog had no effect other than obscuring my view, and I was relieved. I don't know how long I walked, but the fog gradually dissipated, and I faintly saw a little green light.

I am happy in my heart, many houses in the capital city are hung with green lanterns, is it possible that I am back?

I ran a few steps full of excitement, and when I saw clearly, I braked sharply on the spot, and my heart chuckled.

It wasn't a lantern at all, it was a ghost fire. In front of it seemed to be a mass grave post, densely packed with grave bags, and ghost fires were floating above the cemetery, up and down.

Looking at it, I had a burst of amusement in my heart, and said that this is all in the underworld, and I am still afraid of the cemetery? The underworld is full of ghosts, and even if there is something in the tomb, it can only be a ghost if it breaks through the sky.

Here, ghosts are just like people in the yang world, but there is nothing to be afraid of. It's like if you live in a city and you see a bug in your house, it must be disgusting at that moment.

But if you're out in the wild and full of bugs, it's no wonder. For the underworld, I am a rare species, and it is good that they are not afraid of me.

As I walked forward, I looked around, and said that it would be a good thing if there was a ghost, so I would ask the way back to the capital city.

The graves here are large and small, and some seem to be in disrepair, the graves are broken with a big hole, and the tombstones have collapsed, and such tombs belong to the majority.

I walked deep into the mass grave I don't know how far, and finally I saw a slightly larger one with a tombstone standing upright. There are some words written on it in ancient Chinese, maybe names or something, but I don't know them. I said in my heart that there should be residents here, so I might as well call them out and ask.

I was a little difficult when I got closer, and my heart said what is this called, like a great saint, stomping my feet? I guess it was in vain, and after thinking about it, I knocked on the tombstone with my fingers, and shouted as if knocking on the door: "Is there anyone?" ”

After knocking twice, a puff of green smoke came out of the grave bag, and then a big man with a beard appeared in front of him, and asked in a big voice: "Gaha?" Rent a house? The big tomb is a lunar year, and the small tomb is half a turn, and the broken one is cheap. ”

I was told that he had a black line in his head, good guy, and he picked the landlord as soon as he picked it·······

But what surprised me was that from the accent, I could hear that this uncle seemed to be from the Northeast.

I smiled, tried my best to be modest, and said, "Hello big brother, I heard that your accent is also from the Northeast, we are fellow countrymen, I don't rent a house, I just want to ask." ”

After listening to this, the uncle looked at me fixedly for a long time, and he was about to show me the hair, he suddenly frowned and asked me: "I see that you are a yang soul, why did you come here?" ”

I smiled bitterly and explained vaguely: "I'm not afraid of your laughter, it's the first time I've done things in the shadows, and I'm going to ride a car pulled by a big rooster." As a result, the chicken was stimulated and ran away with me, so don't you get lost. ”

As soon as I finished saying this, the uncle was stunned and asked, "Big rooster?" Sitting on a big down? Are you a disciple? ”

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