Chapter 36: The Hall of Yama

The two were stunned for a moment, and then immediately replied

"Meng Po Tang can only be clear about some distressing memories before death, and can't forget the memories after death, so I still remember you."

Zhang Shaochang sighed knowingly, but the other party's explanation made his own question mark even greater. Since Meng Po soup can make people forget their troubles and worries, isn't death a kind of trouble, besides, even if what they said is true, then why can they meet in this wilderness, even if it is a coincidence, then what are they going to do?

With many questions, Zhang Shaochang's vigilance became heavier and heavier, but he deliberately hid it, showing a completely relaxed state.

Suddenly, the voice behind him was wrong, and the sound of the rapid air being cut pierced into Zhang Shaojiao's ear canal, and then appeared beside him. Zhang Shaochang had already expected this, bent down to avoid the opponent's attack, and at the same time gave the opponent a powerful counterattack, forcing the opponent out of a few meters away. At the same time, the other one went on the offensive, but the result was the same as the previous one.

"Who the hell are you and why are you dealing with me!"

The two female ghosts didn't seem to hear Zhang Shaojiao's question, and continued to rush up, but the result was still the same. Seeing that the other party had no intention of answering, Zhang Shaochang also lost his patience, blinked, and the gentleness in his eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by a killing intent. However, that killing intent immediately came down again, because in the distance, he finally saw the place he was going—the Yama Temple.

Zhang Shaojiao didn't know why he wanted to go to the Yama Palace, but when he saw the Yama Palace, he really had a feeling in his heart, as if the Yama Palace was a fate.

The killing intent sprouted again, and Zhang Shaojiao also decided not to show mercy to his subordinates, after all, it was not he who fouled first. Zhang Shaochang touched his pocket, but the result was the same as he thought, except for the rune paper, the pocket in his pocket was cleaner than his face, not to mention the saber he carried with him, even if it was an ordinary rune paper, not even an empty talisman. Zhang Shaojiao could only shake his head helplessly and prepare for battle again. He didn't want to do it, but fate had arranged it that way, and he had to overtake both of them.

The two female ghosts glanced at each other, their thinking coincided, and they attacked Zhang Shaojiao together, but Zhang Shaojiao coped with it easily, and successfully killed the two ghosts without even a little injury.

"I don't want to overdo you, but you brought it on yourself!"

Zhang Shaojiao left the two ghosts that were fogging and getting lighter and fainter, and walked alone to the looming Yama Hall in the distance, as the distance narrowed a little, more and more fog walked under his feet, and the air became thinner and thinner, and the temperature was getting colder and colder. Finally, Zhang Shaojiao came to the door of the Yama Hall and saw the closed door. Zhang Shaojiao was about to push open the door, but suddenly turned his head and looked behind him, there was nothing behind him, but Zhang Shaojiao said something strange

"Don't hide, come out!"

Sure enough, a few minutes later, a figure gradually appeared from the fog behind him, but the figure of the other party looked very depressed.

"Who are you?"

The other party did not answer, but completed what Zhang Shao Miao had just done, he pushed open the door of the Yama Palace, and then hit his head on the door, slowly turning into a cloud of mist, merging with the surrounding fog.

The moment the door opened, a gust of wind struck, blowing Zhang Shaojiao from head to toe, to be exact, that Jiang penetrated into Zhang Shaojiao's bones. He couldn't help but take a few steps back, trying to avoid the corridor that seemed to be an abyss.

After a few glances at the dark corridor, Zhang Shaojiao finally took the first step, although Zhang Shaojiao usually deals with some ghosts, but this time he thought that he might be facing the king of Hades, and he couldn't help but have a trace of fear in his heart.

There were no lights in the corridor, not even a spark, as if it hadn't been touched for a long time, and in addition to its dampness and coldness, it completely gave people the feeling of a murderous house. But the corridor is still very clean as a whole, so that you can't see a trace of dust no matter how many steps you walk, and there is definitely a vampire palace.

Zhang Shaojiao looked at the sculpture next to him as he walked, listening to the crunch sound of leather shoes on the ground. Although the sculptures next to him were very abstract, Zhang Shaojiao still recognized a few, and one of the two statues carved was the two bull-headed horse faces that laughed at him just now.

The dark corridor seemed to have no end, and the more you went inside, the darker and colder it became. Zhang Shaojiao couldn't help but pull his clothes, hoping to block the biting wind.

I don't know how long it took to go, Zhang Shaomao finally seemed to usher in the dawn, but this dawn was even darker. At the end of the corridor was a cave-like place, and in this cave, there were several tables scattered in a mess, but there was no one.

Suddenly, the door behind Zhang Shaojiao, who didn't notice at all, slammed shut, as if he had cut off all relations with the outside world.