The boat rowed slowly, and saw a cloaked boatman standing on the boat, who did not have a pole to support the boat, and the boat seemed to be on its own.

"Once you enter the ghost city, you will never leave, and the netherworld will be dusty, and you will have your ferry ticket." The boatman said in a hoarse voice at the bow of the boat with a lantern in his hand.

Mao Zheng looked at the boatman at this time, and saw that this person was there, it was clearly a skeleton, although the whole body was covered by the clothes of the cloak, but the skull under the hood was white, and the two eye sockets were still flashing with green ghost fire, just like the 'Grim Reaper'.

Wu Yazi was the first to board the boat, Mao was following behind, Wu Yazi took out two gold leaves from his arms at this time, and put them in a fish basket on the boat, and two crisp metal crashing sounds came out.

"Hey, hey, hey! The two of them sat down. Hey, hey, hey——! The boatman laughed strangely in a hoarse voice.

Wu Yazi never spoke, and he and Mao Zheng found a place to sit in the cabin. At this time, the boat set sail leisurely and moved steadily towards the depths of the pool. At this time, Mao Zheng saw that the place where he was standing just now was already a stone wall, and suddenly they were isolated from the outside world.

The boat had been traveling for a quarter of an hour, and there were lights everywhere in front of it, and an underground city appeared in front of them, and the boat slowly approached a pier. The boat docked, and Mao Zheng stood up with Wuyazi. Looking at the shore, I saw a path full of stone steps that stretched all the way up, and there were many houses and streets on it, and people walked in twos and threes on the streets, just like a small town, very lively.

This is a ghost town? Mao Zheng was surprised.

As Wu Yazi jumped out of the boat, he followed the path to the edge of the town, where there was a relatively wide and flat square, from which he looked back at the wide waterhole, and the pier was below, but the boat that had greeted them was gone. There's no way to know where you've gone, but maybe you're going to welcome the next guest from afar.

"Master! Is this a ghost town? Mao Zheng asked.

"It's just a small town on the outskirts of a ghost town, and the ghost town is still some way away. You see! Wu Yazi said, pointing to a lamppost next to him, and at the top of the lamppost hung a white lantern with the word 'Netherworld' on it. There was no green light, and the rest was exactly the same as the lantern on the ship. There is a broken wooden plaque hanging under the lantern, which seems to have gone through endless years, and the handwriting of the words 'Youtan Town' can be vaguely seen on it.

"Secluded-Pond-Town." Mao Zheng read it out as he watched.

At this time, I saw a two-story thatched hut next to the square, and a bewitching woman with a heavy pink color walked out, and shouted towards Wu Yazi and Mao Zheng with a smile: "Guest officer, come quickly!" There are a few new little girls in our Youcui Building, which is guaranteed to make the two masters comfortable. The charming woman said as she wriggled her fat buttocks and made coquettish gestures.

Mao Zheng was straight in his heart, there is actually a brothel here in his mother's house, and the so-called girls here are probably some old demons, right?

"Let's go!" Without a cliff, he immediately started his steps, shrunk the ground and walked forward inch by inch, and Mao Zheng immediately stepped out. In a few moments, he walked out of Youtan Town and entered a fast and wide avenue.

There weren't many people coming and going on the avenue, but they were all muddy, exuding a thick yin aura, and they were obviously ghosts of the netherworld. There are also people who have seen people passing by, and they all use their cultivation and escape techniques to come and go. Only then did Mao Zheng know that the shrinking of the ground into inches he had cultivated was just the most basic technique, and it seemed that all cultivators would. And everyone else is like no cliff, and it is extremely easy to perform it than themselves. And what about the method of retreat? Mao Zheng couldn't help but have the mentality of comparison.

Just do it when you think of it, Mao is performing the art of retreat. BIU——！ All of a sudden, Mao Zheng had already surpassed Wuyazi and showed his head from the road in front of him. Seeing that Mao was like this, Wu Yazi stopped his steps, looked at Mao Zheng, who was smiling with his head exposed, and said solemnly: "Your grandson monkey has changed?" That's how you show off in front of people? Mao Zheng saw that Wuyazi's face was serious, and he couldn't help but stare in all directions, only to see that the bustling people on the road looked at Mao Zheng in surprise.

Finished! Why am I so stupid? Mao Zheng hurriedly got up from the ground, no longer daring to giggle, just standing behind the master. At this time, Wu Yazi took out two sets of black robes from his backpack, left one for himself, and threw one to Mao Zheng.

"Originally, you were only allowed to wear it when you entered the ghost town at this time, but you have already exposed your sect, so wear it now." Wu Yazi said a little angrily.

Is my sect that important? Mao Zheng was very puzzled, what kind of existence is Dunjia Sect?

Both of them put on black robes, and then something shocking happened. I saw that after putting on the black robe, he and Wuyazi both turned into skeletons, and their eyes were still flashing with ghost fire, just like messengers entering and leaving the underworld.

Look at the ghost-like cliffless in front of you, and then look at yourself with a skeleton. Mao Zheng shouted in surprise: "Master, we have become ghosts!" He hurriedly covered his mouth, for the voice he heard was as hoarse as the boatman's voice.

"Smack!" Wu Yazi's eyes flashed with ghost fire, and he kicked Mao Zheng's ass with one kick, making Mao Zheng feel that this kick almost kicked his bone frame apart.

"Hurry up! It's just an illusion of the robe. With that, Wu Yazi started his steps and rushed all the way down. And Mao Zheng didn't dare to play anymore, and followed behind to catch up.

Mao Zheng has traveled this way, and he feels that he is becoming more and more proficient in shrinking the ground into inches. He had a feeling that even if he used magic to rush in the future, he would not be as embarrassed as before.

Not much to say.

After a long time, I don't know how many miles I walked, and a huge city appeared in front of me.

I saw that this city had an ancient city wall several zhang high, and above the gate of the city wall was the towering city tower, and on the four corners of the city wall, there was a building that looked like a drum tower. At first glance, it is very majestic and shocking.

After a while, the two of them came to the city gate. At this time, Mao Zheng felt that the city gate was so big, and compared with the streets of Yidu, four trucks could enter the city gate hole alone. I saw a lot of 'people' coming in and out of this city gate hole, Mao was discerning from the yin qi that emanated, most of them were ghosts, they walked out of the city into different paths, and disappeared after a while. And there are a small number of people like him and Wu Yazi, who are wearing black robes but exuding a trace of yang energy on their bodies, which seems to be people in the yang world.

What kind of place is this? Ghosts and humans can coexist.