Just after this sentence, the group of onlookers instantly quieted down, and dozens of eyes turned to the person who said this. The man looked to be about thirty years old, with a full beard, a shabby white vest, and an exposed belly.

The man was completely unaware of the strangeness around him, still laughing, reaching out and patting on his stomach.

In the crowd, the corners of the woman's mouth also raised slightly, and her figure suddenly came to him, and she asked in a soft voice: "Do you know what place this is?" ”

The bearded man froze for a moment, his eyes seemed to be on the woman's face, he swallowed his saliva fiercely, and then said intermittently: "Know...... You know, it's tea..... Pavilion"

"Do you know what kind of teahouse this is?" The voice is still soft, and it makes people feel like they want to sleep.

"No.... Know ....."

"Here, you can't talk nonsense~" When the words fell, the woman reached out and gently patted the latter's shoulder, and before we could react, the bearded man suddenly screamed, and a cluster of flames instantly burst out on the shoulder that the woman patted.

The people on the side seemed to be hiding from the plague god, hulala retreated several meters, leaving only the bearded man there constantly wailing.

The flames burned more and more, and the small cluster from the beginning quickly spread all over the body, and the whole bearded man was wrapped in flames, and his wailing voice was full of despair.

I stood with Red Aya in the crowd, like this group, and watched him struggle desperately from the beginning, until finally he lost his strength, fell to the ground, let the flames burn, and then the flames gradually extinguished, leaving a cloud of ashes on the ground.

The woman stretched out her hand, and a gentle breeze blew, and the ashes were blown high by the wind, and finally dissipated into the sky.

"Okay, okay, let's all disperse!" The smile on the corner of the woman's mouth became a little bigger, and she greeted the group: "I'll be here today, and if you want to drink tea, come back tomorrow!" ”

A group of people muttered, and they all left, and only the three of us were left in front of the teahouse.

"What's wrong with the two of you?" The woman's eyes lifted and paused in our face for a few seconds: "Yang Soul? What to do in the underworld? ”

"We came to find someone, and I heard that your teahouse is well-informed, so we came here." Red Aya replied.

"It's true, but you need to know what this is." The woman picked up the clothes on the ground and said as she put them on, "This is the underworld, how many souls are there?" Lakh? Million? And even more! You want to find one among so many souls, let's talk about dreams! ”

"That man didn't die, but he was persecuted before his soul left his body and was captured in the underworld!" I saw that the woman was about to enter the teahouse, and hurriedly said, "Are there any souls coming here recently, you should know, right?" ”

"Souls? We have to go through tens of thousands of souls every day! Who has the kung fu to memorize them one by one? She walked into the teahouse, glanced back at me, and said, "The teahouse is closed, so go and look elsewhere." ”

"Oh yes, since you said that person was persecuted, why don't you go to the city of the dead and look for it?" Finally, she added.

But it's right to think about her words, this is the underworld, equivalent to another world, it should be said that there are many people in the yang world, and there are many people in the underworld! So many people die every day, and they want to find Zhang Chen..... It's even harder to find a needle in a haystack!

"Let's go, go to the city of the dead and have a look, maybe it's really there." Red Aya rolled her eyes and said.

"How many cities are there in this underworld?" I asked, a little confused.

"I don't know, so far I haven't heard of anyone who has visited the underworld, except for Yan Jun." She smiled bitterly: "A big man like Yan Jun is not something you and I can see. ”

The Yan Jun she said should be the Lord of Yama.

We walked all the way out of the city of Yinsi, over a barren mountain, through a swamp full of miasma, and walked for half a day, but we didn't see the city of vain.

"How long will it take?" I asked, glancing back, but luckily the red thread was still there.

"I don't know, the city of vain death is very mysterious, some people can see it as soon as they get out of the city, and some people may not be able to see it for a year, this depends on the grievances of the people who want to enter the city, the more unjust the death, the longer the road will be." Hong Aya said: "In the underworld, the most difficult thing to deal with is the ghosts who died and died unjustly, the unwillingness, anger and other emotions carried by these ghosts will affect the handling of the case of the Yin officials, so they need to grind away their inner emotions by walking, when the emotions are gone, when they can see the city of vain." ”

"Handle the case? Isn't that what Hades is going to do? "I'm a little confused.

"Don't be misunderstood by the knowledge in the novel, so many people die every day, and Yan Jun doesn't have nine heads, how can he do it?!"

Ha? And this statement?

I chirped twice and didn't answer, after all, I can't refute what people say, and at this time, it is necessary to reflect the attitude of an ignorant student who humbly asks for advice!

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a sudden "boom" in front of me, and I was so scared that I almost didn't sit on the ground.

"Shmm, what are you talking about, the city of death has arrived!" The corners of Hong Aya's mouth raised, and she smiled: "It seems that we still have a great grievance..."

The city of vain death is different from the city of Yinsi, and there is a heavy and depressing feeling just from the outside, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

There was no one guarding the gates, so Red Aya and I easily entered the city.

As far as the eye can see, it is dilapidated and desolate, and some of the houses on both sides are even half missing, revealing the dilapidated scene inside.

"Let one go, let one go! It's finally time for the city of the dead! Suddenly there was a hurried whisper behind us, followed by a figure stumbling past us, who ran into the city and shouted, "I am wronged! Wrong!! Lord Yinguan, Lord Hades, please call the shots for me....."

Before he could finish speaking, a pitch-black figure appeared in front of him, dressed like an ancient brocade guard, with a high hat on his head, a slender sword at his waist, and a face full of majesty.

"Who's coming?!" Jin Yiwei stretched out his hand to stop the man, and the knife across his waist rang loudly: "The city of vain death is full, wait here first!" ”

When the man heard this, he cried out in despair: "Why! I'm unjustly killed, why don't you call the shots for me! ”

"Thousands of people died in vain, which one was not unjustly killed?!" Jin Yiwei said coldly: "There are rules in the underworld, put away your emotions!" ”

After that, Jin Yiwei set his eyes on us: "Yang Soul, the city of vain death is not the place you should come to, go back quickly!" ”

"This official, the two of us are here to find someone!"