"I don't know if Master Meng Po can be regarded as not meeting me, the race boss of the Yin Yang Inn promised to send me to the yang world, and I will never stay in the underworld for long."

Shang Biao moved out of the name of the sable cicada, just hoping to pass this level.

In the face of the sable cicada, it is better than a ghost to be caught in the city of vain death, and he was judged by the king of Hades.

After all, his name is not in the book of life and death, and if this anomaly is discovered, it may alarm more gods, and the other party has countless means to make him open his mouth to leak the information of the theater.

"Sable Cicada? She would be so nosy, it seems that she is becoming more and more bold. ”

Meng Po's cloudy old eyes flashed with a fine light, and she turned to leave.

After Qi Qi devoured the nearby ghosts, he burped and turned into a tattoo and attached it to Shang Biao's chest.

Without the disturbance of the ghosts, Shang Biao was no longer in a hurry, and walked step by step.

Unconsciously crossed the Nai He Bridge, and a continuous blood-colored mountain range appeared in front of Shang Biao's eyes.

At the foot of the mountain is an ancient city, and the gate of the city is engraved with three large blood characters 'Dead City'. The walls were dilapidated and old, and the mottled gates were faintly glowing with scarlet, like blood splattered on them, luster after age.

The sky was dark, and looking through the city gate, the city was pitch black, and the city gate was like an open mouth of blood, which looked very terrifying.

This is the last stop Shang Biao has to go, after passing through the city of vain, he can return to the Yin Yang Inn, which is a small reincarnation.

Although King Bian Cheng, who was in charge of the city of vain death, had ordered the arrest of the living who had broken into the underworld, Shang Biao had no choice but to walk towards the city of vain death.

With the token of the Yin Yang Inn, coupled with the opening of the Stygian Coin, he is not without a chance to get through the tricks. The most important thing is that Li Laohan has exposed his identity, and the portrait of the arrest must be him, if Li Laohan is arrested, it will be better to get by.

If it weren't for the fact that the ghost boy was still in the Yin-Yang Inn, it would have been a good idea to spend seven days in the city of vain death.

It's a pity that the theater has not sent a notice of the death of the ghost boy for a long time, which makes him a little reluctant to give up the ghost boy who has been cultivated for so long. After all, the ghost boy who has been resurrected through the theater, if he wants to be promoted to his current appearance, the cost will definitely not be small.

Walking to the gate of the city of vain, out of the shadows came a pitch-black minotaur.

"Show me the way!"

"Above, below is the guy from the Yin Yang Inn, who just went to deliver food to Lord Meng Po, and there is still Lord Meng Po's mana breath on this token, and I hope the net is open."

Shang Biao took out the token and put a longevity gold ingot under the token.

"Well, let's go inside!"

The minotaur guarding the door almost quietly accepted the ingots, checked the token, and got out of the way.

"Shangcha, it is said that someone has infiltrated our realm and been caught?"

Shang Biao saw that the ghost was so good at talking, so he handed over an ingot, and sounded.

"Oh, you little devil actually knows this. Only one woman was caught, and it is said that she also has an accomplice, and the fourth master is chasing, and it is estimated that she will not be able to escape for long. ”

The ghost cha glanced at Shang Biao, and after revealing a little inconsequential news for the sake of the ingots, he disappeared into the darkness again.

Shang Biao didn't ask any more questions, and walked into the city of vain.

An Min was arrested, and it was not unexpected.

When Li Laohan fled, although she did not reveal her identity, she also chased Li Laohan away like other ghosts.

And when she entered the Yin Yang Inn, she was with Li Laohan, in addition to the Yin Soul at the table together, there must have been other diners who saw it.

As long as she is a little tempted, her identity will inevitably be exposed, and Li Laohan is a mud bodhisattva who crosses the river and is difficult to protect herself, and it is strange that she can escape the pursuit of ghosts and ghosts with her auxiliary profession.

The city is brightly lit and lively, and countless dead ghosts waiting to be reincarnated live here, killing their lives.

Shang Biao hadn't walked a few steps before he was stopped by a middle-aged stocky woman who was on fire and had an eyeless strange bird crawling on her back.

"Little brother, looking at Mian Sheng, it's the first time you've come to this city of vain, right?"

As the pudgy woman spoke, the strange bird behind her poked its head out and pecked one out of her eye and swallowed it in its belly.

Probably accustomed to this pain, the short and fat woman gritted her teeth and took out a small pill and swallowed it in her mouth, the flames on her body burned violently after the small pill fell into her stomach, turning her soul into a cloud of mist, and after a while, the short and fat old woman actually reappeared intact.

"Poison Eater?"

Shang Biao tentatively said the name of the ghost in front of him, which was one of the thirty-six ghosts recorded in the "Dharma Sutra".

In life, he harmed people with poison and greedy for their finances, and after death, he fell into hell and fed on poison pills.

"The little brother is very knowledgeable, and he must have been a rich and noble family when he was alive, and he was well-informed."

The poison eater smiled and complimented Shang Biao, leaving him confused.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay to get way."

Shang Biao didn't have time to listen to her slap, so he raised his leg and was about to leave.

"Childe doesn't know where to go, if there is no place to stay in this vain city, it is better to go to a good place with the old man and keep Childe happy."

"It's all a ghost and there's a fart, see that you are also an old man in this vain dead city, lead the way to send me to the Yin Yang Inn, this ingots are yours."

Shang Biao saw that this poison eater was entangled, and thought that he didn't know the way to the Yin Yang Inn in this vain dead city, so he just wanted to find a guide.

"Hehe, the son can be regarded as finding the right person, it's not my princess boasting, these five hundred miles of dead city, there is no land I don't know.

You have to walk a while to go to the Yin-Yang Inn, it is better to go to the small shop to rest and rest, the Yin-Yang Inn has it, we have it, and we still have the Yin-Yang Inn that we don't have. ”

Wang Po sells melons, only sells boasting? Shang Biao looked at the fat woman, and this proverb inexplicably surfaced in his heart.

"Do you dare to say that you have all the ones in the Yin Yang Inn, and you also have the yellow rice?"

"It's not that the old woman said, since the son has just entered the underworld, even if you enter the Yin Yang Inn, you won't be able to eat yellow rice. But the shop can help you get it, but at this price! ”

Wang Po rubbed her hands, and the meaning was very clear. Does the middleman make the difference, Shang Biao understands.

Interested in the words of this poison-eater princess, Shang Biao stopped and asked, "Oh? Your store is so wide, do you still need to send people to the city gate to solicit customers? ”

When Wang Po saw that there was a door, she hurriedly explained: "Don't hide it from the prince, we really don't greet ordinary guests, and the old woman is also waiting for a distinguished guest at the city gate."

Niu Siye, who manages the street of the Yin-Yang Inn, may have heard of him, but he is our frequent visitor, and the old woman is waiting for him at the city gate today, wanting to inquire about something.

However, the fourth master didn't wait, but saw the son first.

It's rare to see a distinguished guest like you in the past, so I took the liberty to talk to my wife. ”