"Huh! This archway is really high for his mother. ”

Under the arrangement of the City God, Fan Ren experienced the pain and dizziness of the extreme fall, and felt like he was about to vomit. Fan Ren fell into a gray space. There was a gray mist all around, and a huge archway in front of me, which was less than twenty meters high, poked there quietly.

"Since it's here. Come in yet! ”

Suddenly. In the gray space behind the archway, a majestic voice came, and for a while, from behind the archway, a huge force of absorption and pulling came.

Fan Ren suddenly felt that his soul was instantly flattened, stretched, and sucked into the torii like noodles.

"Why do you ...... every time? Hey, in such a unique way! ”

Finally, Fan Ren felt that his feet had stepped on the floor, and the pulling just now made the dizziness that Fan Ren had just disappeared even more serious, and his steps were vague and his eyes were full of stars, and it felt like he had been dropped on an electric fan and turned around one hundred and eighty times after drinking half a catty of liquor, and then someone punched him in the stomach, and he really wanted to vomit. But I just can't spit it out......

finally came to his senses, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a big black bandit face staring at him with an unkind face. Fan Ren was so frightened that his eyes closed, and he subconsciously kicked out. A terrible scream came out of his mouth.

"Mom! What the hell!! ”

……

"That's it! Stop shouting! Aren't you a ghost too? ”

The black-faced man with a horizontal face shouted, and the panicked Fan Ren reacted and slapped his head: "Roar." I'm a ghost too! ”

After calming down for a while. Fan Ren finally dared to look directly at the black-faced man in front of him. I saw that the black-faced man was dressed in a black robe. He wore a tall hat on his head, with the book "The World is Peaceful", with a fierce and vicious appearance.

"You are the eighth master Fan is helpless?"

Fan is helpless. The underworld is black and impermanent. It is rumored that in ancient times, he and Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an made an appointment under the bridge, and when the heavy rain suddenly came, Xie Bi'an went home to get an umbrella and told Fan Wusheng to wait in place.

When Xie Bi'an returned from taking the umbrella, Fan Wusu had already been submerged by the rising river because of his short stature. I don't know where I'm being washed away. Then he drowned.

In the relevant records, Hei Wuchang was drowned by the river because of his short stature, so his face was purple and black. has a fierce face, and at the same time has a record of jealousy and hatred, and his skills are quite good.

Fan Ren thought of the description of Fan Wusu in the yang world and then looked at the impermanence true body in front of him, and just wanted to say: "The ancients did not deceive me!" ”

Hei Wuchang's visual height is only one meter six, plus a tall hat, the whole height is nearly two meters, but I don't know how skillful.

"You don't have to be too curious about what I'm capable of. As my regional agent, it's natural to go through my training and tuning, and you'll know it soon. ”

……

"Where is this?"

Fan Ren, who was a beat and a half slow to react, finally began to observe his surroundings. But he only saw an empty house, except for a bookcase in front of Fan Wuxuan, there was nothing else in the house.

The fierce and vicious Fan Wusu looked at Fan Ren who was off the line helplessly, sighed, and didn't pay attention to him, but talked to himself.

"Although it seems that your brain is not very good, it is probably because you were hit hard in the back of the head before you died, which caused your head to get water. But being a ghost is probably enough. ”

Saying that, Fan Wuxu's palm conjured a small wooden plaque, the shape of which was the same as the arrow used to kill the head of the execution ground in the costume drama, and a small word [order] was written on it with unknown blood-red juice.

Then, Fan Wusu held the order in his hand, held it high in the air, and shouted: "Fan Ren! Ordered! ”

The sound was like thunder, deafening, Fan Ren only felt a thunderbolt ringing in his head, his brain buzzed, and there were even more continuous echoes in his ears, as if a choir was calling itself in a baritone voice at the same time in his ears.

And Fan Ren's body, as if he was controlled by something, half-knelt down, on his body, a black robe appeared, and a high hat appeared on the top of Fan Ren's head, and the book "The World is Peaceful"

……

The underworld, in an unknown martial arts arena.

"Mayay!"

"Boom!"

Fan Ren was once again dragged by Fan Wusu with his legs lifted in the air, turned a big windmill, and threw it out. Nibbled on a mouthful of mud.

It has been seven days since he came to the underworld, and he has also experienced the professional science popularization of ghosts, and Fan Ren knows that the underworld, like the human world, is also a space where people live, and the rumored underworld is still in the depths of the underworld.

In the Great World of the Ten Directions, after the death of all beings in the Three Thousand Small Worlds, the souls of the dead will first come to the underworld as a transit. After experiencing the reincarnation of the underworld, you can be reborn in other realms. And the underworld. It's just one of the realms of rebirth.

"Ahem. Bah! ”

Fan Ren, who had gnawed on the original soil of the underworld, got up with a dirty face, as a ghost who was about to become the agent of the underworld, but now he was being beaten by his boss. This script is so weird, hey.

"Little ghost, it's still very early, the ghost is poor, it's not so easy to be."

Hei Wuchang, who had a fierce face, stood quietly in place, holding a fist the size of a casserole, and looked at Fan Ren coldly: "Go on." ”

……

After nearly half a month of devastation by Fan Wuxu. Fan Ren finally had the strength to fight back. Fan Wusheng, who beat Fan Ren for half a month, finally decided to let Fan Ren go.

"There's still a decade to go. It's the Midyear Festival. In an inn in an unknown town in the underworld, Fan Wusu sat opposite Fan Ren: "After a month and a half of teaching, the soul of your little ghost can already be enough to meet the ghost standard." Next, it's time to practice the Demon Mission. ”

Saying that, Fan Wusu took out a thick thread-bound book, and pretended to wipe the dust that did not exist: "In order to facilitate the ghost cha to familiarize himself with the duties of the ghost cha as soon as possible, and the spells that the general ghost cha needs to master, Dongyue Taishan Tianqi Rensheng Emperor and Luo Yu bound the ghost cultivation technique into a book called [Netherworld Path], also known as the [Ghost Difference Introductory Spell Manual]. ”

"Poof! Big man, why is the name behind you so different from the front? It's very ruined, okay? ”

looked at Fan Wusu with a fierce look on his face and said such a very down-to-earth name. Fan Ren who lacks a root in his head. Unceremoniously began to complain.

"Because there are more and more worlds under the jurisdiction of the underworld, and each world has a different level of education. So it was originally the same booklet, but now there are tens of thousands of different names. ”

Fan Wusu poured himself a glass of wine and drank it to himself: "As long as the blood is dripping on it." This booklet can be used to pour the spells suitable for each different ghost difference into the original god of the ghost difference. If you're lucky, you can also get a high-level Netherworld Divine Power. ”

Fan Ren nodded thoughtfully when he heard this: "So, you still have to look at your face!" If the face is too dark, will you not be able to get anything? ”

Black Impermanence Fan Wuxuan's expression turned cold when he heard this, and his original black and purple face became even darker, obviously very unhappy: "Don't ask me about this." I don't know! ”

Fan Ren, who was talking to himself, suddenly felt a murderous aura enveloping him from all directions, and immediately reacted to what he had just done...... My mother's actually discussed the topic of black face in front of black impermanence...... Can I still be saved?!

"Oh! Eighth master, I don't mean to offend, I'm not saying that you have a black face. No...... I mean. This face black and your face black are not the same face black. Eighth master, listen to my explanation, put down the mourning stick first...... It hurts when it hits my face. ”

After a few minutes, the world fell silent.

"Kid, I've eaten the appetizers. Eighth master, I will take you to see and understand, the real one, the underworld. ”