"If you go, you have to drink Meng Po soup" I was a little white-eyed, and no one drank it better than me last time I went, why did he make such a joke

"Just kidding" Wen Zihao's face was a little dark, and then said, "The Lechuan River at the end of Huangquan Road, you just swim over, don't take the Nai He Bridge, otherwise someone will definitely let you drink soup, but remember, don't attract attention when you smuggle in"

"You don't come with me"

Wen Zihao hurriedly shook his head: "I can't go." ”

"Why"

"In this way, I will give you a spirit rune, one is in the palm of my hand, and after I go back, I will naturally sleep, and after falling asleep, I will cast a spell to send you to the underworld. But you have to remember that when you go to the underworld, you must not reveal your identity, and you can't tell him who you are until you see Judge Cui. Then, it's best to come back before Emperor Yama finds out about you, after all, if you are discovered by him, you will inevitably be called to the palace of Yama by him, and maybe you won't be able to come back when the time comes. ”

Wen Zihao still didn't tell me why he couldn't go to the underworld, and I didn't want to ask. Thinking of the last time I went to the world, Yan Yufeng didn't wait for me to speak, so he returned the yang, I was afraid that this time would be the same as the last time, "But what if he doesn't let me stay in the underworld?"

"One cry, two troubles, three hangings, whoever calls you is his daughter-in-law goes to the underworld is going home, remember, there, you are the hostess, no one has to be afraid."

The big cake that Wen Zihao painted for me was too big, and I was thrilled when I heard it, but when I thought of the vastness of the ghost gate and the unfamiliar environment I was going to face, it was false to say that I was not nervous.

"Then do it."

When Wen Zihao walked out of the door, Yaqi and the others greeted them, curious about what the two of us were talking about, and they were only assigned the task of guarding the corpse.

"Why are you two going?" the little pomegranate felt a little disappointed.

Wen Zihao waved his hand without looking back, "Go to her house and sleep." ”

I really went home to sleep, but I was the only one who slept.

It is required to fall asleep naturally, from the dream directly to the underworld. Perhaps because he thought that he was about to go to Pregnant Lingfeng, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, but he became more energetic.

"It's almost dark now, you don't sleep anymore, the ghost door will be wide open after a while, and Judge Cui will be very busy, and he won't have time to take care of you at that time." Wen Zihao sat quietly beside me and said.

I was also anxious, I had already counted a thousand sheep, and I lay quietly, lying on the bed, with my eyes closed, I don't know how long it took, and finally I felt a little sleepy

The turbid world, the wandering pedestrians, the scattered red flowers on the road.

This time I appeared at the door of the Ghost Gate, I raised my head and looked at the simple stone gate, and took a breath very solemnly, walking through the Ghost Gate, I was a dead man.

With the pace of the flow of people, I quickened my pace, hurried forward, and finally saw the end of the road, the opposite river, and the river was surrounded by flowers on the other side.

The bridge over the Lechuan River is undoubtedly the Nai He Bridge.

Just ahead, the army of souls hurried towards the bridge, and I quietly deviated from the flow of people, and walked towards the grass on one side, on the other side.

Struggling to deviate from the crowd, I bent over and looked back to make sure no one had spotted me. It turned out that there were people behind me who were walking the same road as me, and when I turned my head again, I found that there were also people in front of me, and it turned out that there were many people who wanted to smuggle over like me.

It's witty

And there was only one woman in red on the bridge, who was there to bring soup and water to everyone, without raising her head.

Since everyone is a smuggler, there is no need for anyone to report anyone. Walking to the river, I looked into the distance, and I saw the high wall on the other side of the river.

There is a city tower similar to a city gate in the middle, towering into the clouds, and you can see the blue stone characters carved on the city gate in the distance.

Ah, looking at this scenery, I can't help but be shocked by this majesty, is this the legendary underworld?

And the people who were honestly standing on the bridge in the distance, standing on the bridge similar to a two-story building, couldn't help but look back.

I looked at it too.

When I look back, I want to remember the past of the world, and when I turn my head again, a bowl of Meng Po soup is presented.

I can't see the past when I look back, I just see the vastness of the ghost gate.