I didn't have to walk long before I saw a large avenue in front of me.

The road was full of rubbing shoulders and bustling, all of which were ghosts rushing to the ghost gate.

"Look, that's the Liangzhou Ghost Road!" The south gate is unharmed and pointed with his hand, and said, "The ghost gate is not far away!" ”

Walking here, Ding Ermiao already knew the path.

The direction in which the ghosts flocked was the Ghost Gate.

"Brother Nanmen, I'm here today." Ding Ermiao stopped and said:

"This time, I'm just getting used to it. So, there's no need to go to the ghost gate. ”

"Ah, that's it?" Nanmen Wuxian smiled bitterly and said:

"Forget it, it's up to you. Anyway, even if you go to the ghost gate, you won't be able to get in. Otherwise, I can take you to play around in the city. ”

Ding Ermiao smiled and said: "There are many opportunities to play, when I am free in the future, I will accompany you once a month!" ”

"It's a deal, haha." Nanmen smiled unharmed, and asked again, "Then I'll send you back now?" ”

"If you have any problems, you can go back. I have walked this road once, and I have gradually adapted to it, and it is no big problem to walk back by myself. Ding Ermiao said.

The south gate rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "In the past few days, the Qingming Festival has been very lively." Brother Ermiao, I'll send you up, and by the way, play on it! ”

"Uncle Guo, there is an order from the cloudy sky, and the ghosts of the underworld can only enter and exit during the Qingming Festival." The two ghost guards said: "You go out to play, in case you are known by the Son of Yin Tian, I'm afraid it will not be good......"

Nanmen waved his hand and said, "I'm out of the ghost gate anyway, and I've already violated the ban, what are I afraid of?" You go back first, and if anyone asks about me, they will say that I am picking up ghosts on Huangquan Road. ”

The two ghost pawns glanced at each other, didn't dare to say more, turned around and went up the avenue, and walked towards the ghost gate.

"Brother Ermiao, let's go too?" Nanmen said unharmed.

Ding Ermiao nodded: "Let's go." ”

One person, one ghost, return the same way.

Because he was walking to the human world, Nanmen was unharmed and worried about being recognized by other ghosts, so he still covered his head and hid.

And Ding Ermiao didn't need anyone to pull and help this time, but just walked forward with his own strength.

Although it is not fast, it is relatively only a moment down, and the speed is already a world of difference.

"Brother Ermiao, your speed is already very powerful." Nanmen looked at Ding Ermiao's footwork unharmed, and said, "Your Maoshan Dao method is indeed a bit powerful. ”

Ding Ermiao smiled, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, brother, in recent years, have any ghost hunters from Longhu Mountain come to the underworld to do business?" ”

Since coming out of the mountain, Ding Ermiao has been favored by Longhu Mountain several times, but he has not seen the real person, and he has always been a little confused.

So Ding Ermiao wanted to inquire about who was presiding over the current Longhu Mountain, and whether the Nian Xuan Heavenly Master was alive.

Next year will be the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Meeting, and it will be good for you to know more about the situation.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain?" Nanmen Wuxian thought for a while, and said, "Yes, yes, yes, ......yes, Now I don't know if I'm dead or alive. ”

"I'm talking about the last few years." Ding Ermiao couldn't cry or laugh.

"In recent years, ......, it doesn't seem to be." Nanmen was unharmed and scratched his head again, and said, "When I have time to help you ask, it's not a secret." ”

Waiting for you to be free? Ding Ermiao smiled bitterly. Looking at his brother, it seems that he is always busy and never available.

"Brother, do you know my master Bolin Fengjiao?" Ding Ermiao was idle, and then asked:

"It is said that back then, my master's Dao method was very powerful, and he could swim in the eighteenth layer of hell, and 100,000 ghost soldiers couldn't stop him, but was there such a thing?"

Nanmen Wuxuan was taken aback and said, "Lin Fengjiao is your master?" ”

"Yes, it's my own uncle, Maoshan lineage. Don't you know that he is a disciple of Maoshan? ”

"It turns out that he is your master's uncle...... Nanmen nodded unharmed, and said:

"100,000 ghost soldiers can't stop it, this is there. That time was a bet, Lin Fengjiao ......, it was your master uncle, and he made a bet with the Ten Palaces Yama. In the end, your master Bo won, from the eighteenth layer of hell, all the way to the Ghost Gate, and escaped. ”

"Is it really that powerful?" Ding Ermiao was leisurely fascinated and said, "I thought it was just a legend......

"This is not a legend, and your master is still in hell." Nanmen sighed unharmed and said, "That person is really awesome." ”

"Or is it the real thing?" This time it was Ding Ermiao's turn to be surprised, and said, "Really? ”

Nanmen shook his head and said, "We are two brothers, can I still lie to you?" ”

"But how did his real body enter the ghost gate?" Ding Ermiao asked again.

"What kind of nine escapes does he have, heaven and earth, wind, fire, water or something, all will. Therefore, at that time, Lin Fengjiao was everywhere, and the eighteenth layer of hell could come whenever he wanted, and even Bao Yan Luo and the King of the Earth Bodhisattva couldn't do anything about him. ”

Speaking of this, Nanmen Wuxian lowered his voice and said, "Actually, the Difu is a little afraid of you Maoshan disciples, so the requirements for you are also very strict. The fact that the real body cannot go to hell is also a restriction on you, because I am afraid that you will come down with a magic weapon to make trouble. ”

"What's there to be afraid of?" Ding Ermiao smiled bitterly and said, "The Maoshan disciples who can catch ghosts now are me, my junior sister, and a teacher and nephew who are not good at learning. Could it be that the three of us can still rebel in the underworld and seize the throne of the Ten Palaces of Yama? ”

Nanmen Wuxuan shook his head and said, "That can't be said either, the chaos does not depend on the number of people, but on the level of mana." Just like your master, as long as you are alone, you can also make the underworld restless. ”

Ding Ermiao nodded, this also makes sense.

Thinking that the master had already traveled to the immortals, and he had no chance to meet him, Ding Ermiao also sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Nanmen asked unharmed.

"I'm thinking, my master's Taoism will eventually return to the underworld. Before he was alive, the ten halls of Yama in the underworld were afraid of him, but after his death, he still fell into the hands of the ten halls of Yama. ”

"No, no, no......" Nanmen looked around and whispered, "It's not like that." ”

Ding Ermiao was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why is this not the case?" ”

"You know...... How did your master uncles die? Nanmen asked in a low voice.

"Isn't it old and sick to death?" Ding Ermiao became more and more suspicious.

Could it be that there is any secret to the death of the master? I haven't heard Li Qingdong talk about it.

Nanmen Wuxiao shook his head slowly, and said, "His Dao method is so powerful, how can he die of old age and sickness?" The soul messenger of the underworld is black and white, and he can't hold him. ”

"Then how did he die? You should hurry up! Ding Ermiao urged.

"Shhhh......h The south gate came to Ding Ermiao's ear unharmed and said, "Heavenly Tribulation, he died under the Heavenly Tribulation, and his soul was scattered." ”

Apocalypse?

Ding Ermiao was stunned for a moment, suddenly grabbed the south gate and said with a frown: "You are talking nonsense, what did my master do, why did it lead to the catastrophe?" ”

(Dissertation College)