As the train vanished, so did the river beneath our feet. Instead, there is a barren land, lined with small white flowers, but there is no tenderness and beauty at all, and on the small white flowers, enchanting human faces are revealed.

The whole team kept moving at a fixed pace, as precise as a machine. The whip of the ghost has been raised high, but it has never fallen.

The increasingly thick ghost aura in the air no longer tells us that this is the underworld.

However, this road seems to be very safe, there are no traps along the way, and there are no other ghosts and ghosts, as if it is specially set for this team. It's really confusing.

Suddenly, the team stopped, and I flew into the air, and I saw a fork in the road ahead.

From a distance, the two forks were so dark that no one seemed to know where they would lead, but when I raised my eyebrows, I found a strange place, that is, in front of the fork on the left, there was a sea of flowers, and among the pile of white grimace flowers, there was an inconspicuous purple lilac.

Is this your hint to us? Su Han?

Could it be that the word Qin does not refer to the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, but to the underworld?

Without waiting for me to think about it, the army of ghosts had been divided into two parts, all the soldiers and ghosts marching towards the lilac with the lilacs, while the rest of the ordinary dead people walked on the right.

I directly summoned Xuanwu and Qinglong, followed those ordinary people, and myself and Ling'er continued to follow the soldiers.

After walking a long way, the vision in front of me suddenly brightened.

Although there is still a rich yin qi in the air, revealing the boundary where this place is located. But the scenery is not the cities I am familiar with, but a quaint-looking town.

The white-clothed ghost led by him almost stopped, muttering that he didn't know what he was talking about, and the soldiers, who had been extremely quiet, suddenly took action and began to fight directly.

It was the first time I had seen ghosts fighting, and I was instantly stunned.

I flew directly into the air and looked around, there were many tombstones here, and in the middle was an altar, on which seemed to be a person, but he was covered with a lot of straw-like things, so that I could not see his true face.

I was afraid of startling the snake, and I couldn't use the golden pupil directly, so I had to wait silently, hoping to see some reason.

Soon, the weak souls were devoured by the strong, and the team that could not be seen was now only a few dozen people left, and the white-clothed ghost cha raised his whip again and fell heavily, and in an instant, the soldiers in the noise immediately cleaned up.

At that moment, the straw on the altar moved, and the figure slowly sat up straight.

My heart also tugged, for fear that I would see some strange figure again.

Eventually, his whole being was exposed to me, but I still couldn't see his face, a white mask that hid it all.

I saw him slowly float into the air, and his two hands made a strange symbol in the air, and then the only remaining soldiers knelt down and prostrated themselves on the ground. I swept the faces of several men, and on their otherwise expressionless and serious countenances, their eyes radiated with fervor, as if the most loyal of cultists were waiting for their master to come.

"Sacrifice!"

A strange emphasis came out of the masked man's mouth, without the slightest overlap with the voice I remembered, and in my stunnedness, all the soldiers raised their right hands and raised the mist in unison and inserted it into their dantian.

Countless ghost qi were boiling, overflowing from their heavenly spirit covers, it was obviously something that should be very painful, but there was incomparable satisfaction on their faces, and there was a trace of pride?

Because their costumes were so featureless, I couldn't tell which era of ghosts they belonged to, and the ghosts that were pure and heavily wrapped in a very heavy aura were slowly all incorporated into the body of the masked man on the altar. Inch by inch nourished his soul.

On the white mask, a few lines gradually appeared, which were very familiar.

A yellow silhouette suddenly appeared in my mind, and I finally thought of where I had seen it, Qin Luo's golden one, wasn't that like this?

No...

This person is not Qin Luo...

I had already planted the seed of the Yin-Yang Book in Qin Luo's body, if it was really him, it was impossible for me not to feel it.

Is that Qin Yan?

It's just Qin Yan's words... Do you need to use any effort?

I didn't even think about the demon, because all the ghosts, including the ghost, didn't have a trace of demonic breath.

The ritual of sacrifice was not long, and soon the souls were devoured by the masked man, and the gurgling sound came from his lower abdomen, as if to be satisfied, and then he raised his arm and volleyed the white ghost back.

I thought he would give him something reward, but I never thought that the jade-like fingers would be extremely easy to pierce the head of the white-clothed ghost.

The ghost looked at him with a frightened face, the boss with his mouth open, looking at the protruding eyes, afraid that he would not be able to blind himself.

A strange tone squeezed out of his air, and I was confused to hear it.

In the blink of an eye, his head had been completely reduced to ruins, and he could no longer die.

"Waste..."The empty village was quiet again.

The bare tombstones also burrowed into the dirt again as the masked man returned to sleep on the altar, and Ling'er and I looked at each other, turned around silently, and returned the way we came.

The passage has not disappeared, but there are two more forks in the road.

I was struggling with where to go, when suddenly my eyes lit up, and I saw my old acquaintance, Bai Wuchang. The face is still the same familiar face, but the clothes on the body are not the same as before, and looking at the level, it seems that it has dropped a lot.

No, Qin Luo has already returned to Dali now, will he still be embarrassed by him? Behind him were also tied up a bunch of ghosts that seemed to have just come back from people, dragging heavy steps, some were even crying, walking and turning around, seemingly incomparable nostalgia for the yang world.

I wanted to show my body directly, but right here, another ghost sent a couple of people over. The incomparably arrogant stopped directly in front of Bai Wuchang, and his eyes couldn't wait to fly to the sky.

"Hey, isn't this our Great White Commander? When it's your turn to do the work, don't get tired..."

Bai Wuchang glanced at him expressionlessly and stopped.

"What? Am I not right? Who are you, that's a model for all of our ghosts! ”

"Tut-tut... It's a pity that you are not good with anyone, you want to be on a team with that Yan Jun, if I were Lord Hades, I would directly wipe you out! Oh no, I should say that I will send you to purgatory! ”

The red-clothed ghost said very much, the whip in his hand kept rolling as he spoke, and several times it almost slapped directly on Bai Wuchang's face, but the man was still motionless, and his eyelids were not lifted.

"How?"

"What do you mean! Look down on me? Don't forget, you're no longer the Great Ruler who was fawning over everyone! It's just that the lowest yin, no one will care about you when you die! ”

Bai Wuchang's ignorance completely aroused the ghost's irritability, and he stretched out his hand and waved directly towards Bai Wuchang, seeing that the slap was about to hit his face, Bai Wuchang disappeared directly on the spot, and when he appeared, he was already a hundred meters away.

"Are you okay? If it's okay, go! ”

"Lao Tzu is naturally in trouble! If I don't teach you a good lesson today, I won't be surnamed Sun! The red-clothed ghost said and directly pulled up his whip, his yellow hair was windless and automatic, ethereal in the air, flashing in an extremely abstract manner, and the ghosts who were encircled by him and stretched out their hands were shrunk into a ball of fright, hiding in the corner, and whimpering.

It seemed that the cry disturbed Bai Wuchang's thoughts, or the person in front of him was too noisy and affected him, and a trace of disdain suddenly appeared on his face, which had been expressionless.

Immediately after, he raised his arm and slapped the red-clothed ghost hard.

A steamed bun-sized bag swollen from his face, the eyes of the red-clothed ghost were full of stunned and puzzled, Bai Wuchang chuckled and withdrew his arm, and said disdainfully: "Lao Tzu doesn't want to pay attention to you, because you are too rubbish, who do you think you are..."

"Ants... You will never see an elephant! ”

"Ignorance!"

"It's sad..."

After Bai Wuchang finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the red-clothed ghost who was in a frenzy, raised his hand and rolled up those souls, and went directly to the tunnel, I hurriedly followed, followed his footsteps, and returned to the familiar underworld.

Because I knew his current situation, I didn't go directly to the Great Hades Palace, but followed him for another while, and after the reincarnation division handed in the task, he wandered around the street by himself.

It seems that that face is too familiar in the underworld, no matter where he goes, there are people who greet him from time to time, some seem to be old friends for many years, but more look ridiculous.

Whether it is good or evil, he is calm, which makes me feel a little happy from the bottom of my heart.

It took a long turn before he stopped at the door of a small mansion with no plaque on the door, only a rickety white lantern that kept shaking in the air.

He pushed open the dilapidated door and walked straight inside.

The view from the yard and outside, there is hardly much difference.

The furniture looked like it was all broken and couldn't be broken again, Bai Wuchang walked into the courtyard, first watered the Manzhu Sawa in the middle of the courtyard, and suddenly knelt on the ground.

"Master, you followed me all the way, and you still haven't come out?"

I was stunned, and the alarm bell sounded in my heart, is my stealth technique so bad? Can you even see through white impermanence? Then I just went to the altar, isn't it....

Have you already scared the snake?

As if sensing my uneasiness, Bai Wuchang kowtowed on the ground very regularly, and only after the salute was completed did he continue: "Master don't worry, I can feel you because I have the contract of your soul, and you didn't deliberately hide it from me. ”

"But... Why don't you just call me? ”

There were no traces of other soul fluctuations around, and when he said this, I could only show my figure directly in the air.

Looking at me rashly, Bai Wuchang's face did not mean to be surprised, but kowtowed at me a few times very calmly.

"Okay, get up and talk, how did you mix yourself up like this, by the way, Xiao Hei..."

"Little Black..."Bai Wuchang's face suddenly became strange, as if he was struggling, and it seemed to be very painful, and the originally calm aura also fluttered around, faintly showing signs of breaking through.

I hurriedly stretched out my hand and placed a few spells in his body, and then said, "What's the matter, you say slowly..."

"Little Black, I killed him..."

"What?" I looked at him in a daze, I couldn't believe his words, they weren't brothers, how...

"He... Fell in love with a woman who shouldn't be loved, so... I had no choice but to die..."