"Whether it's a lie or not, you won't believe it if I say no. But if it weren't for the fact that I had just left, out of this ghost prison without these formation enchantment controls, you wouldn't be able to stop me wherever I go. ”

It couldn't refute what I said, and Judge Ji stared at me with unkind eyes.

"Then why didn't you leave?"

It asked me instead.

"I didn't kill the ghost, I am innocent, why should I go? I told you before that it was Mo Yang who killed the ghost. ”

It still looked at it, but there was already hesitation in its eyes, and with a wave of its hand, I was taken into the cell by a few ghosts and locked it again, but this time the wait was not long, and after less than an hour, the door of the cell was opened, and Judge Ji walked in, handed over a bowl of water, and seemed to have a better attitude.

In the darkness, the judge's eyes were bright, and the faint green glow seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"Do you know that Mo Yang was picked up by me, and it can almost be said that he is my confidant."

"Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing hearts, not to mention ghosts who have practiced for a hundred years, you will definitely be able to guarantee that ghosts will not kill ghosts. There must be an ulterior secret between Mo Yang and the Yizha Ghost King, you won't be unaware, now that the whole underworld is in turmoil, even you have come out to deal with me, presumably the pressure on the top is not small. ”

My words seemed to hit Judge Ji's heart, and his complexion immediately changed.

"You can dispose of me, but as a Yin Cao judge, you have a heavy position, and you can't come up with ironclad evidence to prove that I killed those ghosts, so you haven't done anything to me for a long time, which is the real reason why you locked me up. The world speaks of the Fa, and the same is true in the underworld, you said that I killed those ghosts, what evidence can you come up with besides Mo Yang's report? ”

The more I talked, the more confident I became, Judge Ji pinched his beard, and then shouted: "Then you said that Moyang killed the ghost, do you have evidence?" ”

"Nope." I roared with confidence, and the judge on the other side was immediately furious, and when I was about to go crazy, I heard me shout, "If you can't be sure on both sides, then I have a plan, and if this plan fails, I am willing to be punished." But if it does, I'll let you know who the real killer is. ”

"Strategy? What do you want? Judge Ji asked very cautiously, but he still didn't believe me.

"Let me go, send someone to follow me secretly, let me go to Moyang, and give you back a clean slate."

In short, it can be called a simple strategy, and the pale light on Judge Ji's entire face looms, but he is obviously in deep thought.

"Ba Xiaoshan, you'd better think about the consequences of this bet. I give you a chance, and if you dare to play tricks, I promise that your soul will never be at peace. ”

Judge Ji finally relented, but apparently I had a big time this time, because I completely weighed my life on it.

"Hehe, I'm confident that I can definitely win this time."

I curled the corners of my mouth and smiled confidently, and I swallowed the water in the bowl as the words fell.

The terrain of the underworld is not static, but it is not as complicated as the yang. In the underworld, there are three main types of changes in the terrain and geography. One is the mountainous situation we saw earlier, but there are no living creatures and no water, and the wind is strong and the mountains are relatively hard, but the ground is still relatively similar to the sun. The second type is near the Yellow Springs and its tributaries, where the terrain resembles a mire in the sun, the soil is very soft, and there are ghosts lurking in it, so if you accidentally fall into this quagmire, it is impossible to get out, and the monsters that lurk in the mire will pull you down little by little, and eventually swallow you completely. This third kind of terrain can be called a desert terrain, similar to the Gobi in the sun, the mountains and rocks are dry and rotten more severely, and the soil is mostly loose sand, and the wind is mixed with terrible sandstorms, and the places where it blows are not said to be people, and even the weaker ghosts and wild ghosts can be crushed.

These three types of terrain are known in the underworld so far, but it is unknown whether there are other peculiarities in the wider unknown area.

I wore a wide black cloak, silently walking in the wind and sand, in front of me was strong sand, and some poor spirits were crushed in the sand, rubbing my eyes, in front of me I could see a small house, the place is not big, the front and back range is probably like the courtyard of the human world, but surrounded by yin qi, so it was not destroyed by the wind and sand.

When I walked to the front of the house, I looked up and saw that the sign on the door clearly read: Moyang Ghost Mansion.

This is where I am coming on this trip, covering my mouth with a black cloth, and reaching out and knocking on the door of the house, which seems to be empty, and no one has opened it for me for a long time.

But I didn't leave, and shouted loudly: "Is there anyone, I'm passing by, can you borrow a place to rest." ”

The voice that came out of the shouting was high-pitched, different from my usual voice.

After a while, there was a sound of "dangchang, dangchang......" from inside the door, and I took a step back and saw a small crack open in the door. An eye peeked out of the crack, a green, but cloudy eye, this was not Mo Yang's eyes, Mo Yang's eyes should be as clear as amber.

"Who?"

It was an old man who spoke, his voice hoarse and vicissitudes.

"I'm a passing traveler, and now I'm tired of walking, and I want to find a place to rest, can I go inside?"

People who do business in the underworld have tried, basically they don't wander around, and most of the places where they stay are next to the ghost market, and they return to the yang world after doing business. But there are still some novices who are easy to get separated, especially the bold ones, who think they are safe when they arrive in a new place, and find someone to rest when they get lost. As everyone knows, those who can have a house to live in the underworld are either powerful ghosts and ghosts, or ghost kings. Of course, I knew about this kind of thing, but today it was just deliberate.

"This is not a place for you travelers to rest, get out."

The old man inside the door shouted, and was about to completely close the door, I hurriedly took out a ghost coin and stuffed it into the crack, and shouted: "Do me a favor, I'll rest for a while and leave, the wind and sand outside are too big." ”

The old man hesitated, put away the ghost coin, and then opened the door, and I saw clearly that the old man who opened the door for me was wearing an old black and blue robe, with gray hair, but half of his head was deflated as if it was empty, and his body was floating in the air but one of his trouser legs was empty. The teeth were yellow and black, and there were disgusting rotten sores on the cheeks.

It should be the gatekeeper for Moyang, and if you dare to let me in, it means that Moyang is not in the house.

"Follow me."

It waved its hand and floated inside, the whole house could not be said to be dilapidated but gave me a sense of twilight, white lanterns hung on the walls, ghost fires flickered on and off, white curtains flew outward, the hall was dim, the walls were hung with portraits of Mo Yang, and the air was filled with a thick yin atmosphere.

Walking through the hall, the courtyard behind it was a clutter, and I was brought to a firewood room, which said, "You can rest in it, you can only stay for half an hour, and when the time comes, I will take you out." ”

I smiled and nodded, and followed into the firewood room and sat down. The firewood room is still clean, but there is no fire, so the black hole is empty, I stood at the door and saw the old ghost walking away, and after waiting for a while, I walked out of the firewood room, and approached the room on the other side of the hall along the corridor, but after some careful searching, I did not find any evidence left by Mo Yang, but at this time, the yin outside the house suddenly became heavier, I hurriedly hid behind the screen in the hall, slowed down my breathing, and did not make a sound.

I only saw that the door outside was open, and the old ghost hurriedly went out to greet him, and Mo Yang walked in with a few ghosts and sat on the main seat of the hall.

"Damn wine bag and rice bag, I didn't trick Ba Xiaoshan out of me, it's useless, it's useless!"

It seemed to be in a bad mood, and as soon as it entered the hall, it immediately overturned the table, and I seemed to understand a little bit when I heard it, and the little ghost who lured me away before must have been sent by it, trying to create the illusion that I was afraid of crime and absconding, but fortunately I was not fooled. Otherwise, let alone escaping to get free, the result will definitely fall into the hands of Mo Yang, and when the time comes, it will slaughter me, and all the black cauldrons will be pushed on me, and I will even have a chance to turn over!