Ding Jiu stepped over the threshold, and a cold wind blew on his face when he entered the door, and he was greeted by an old locust tree with a flourishing crown.

Although Ding Jiu doesn't know much about feng shui, he has probably heard of some of them, the locust character is a ghost on the left and on the right, which belongs to the yin wood, and the old locust tree is the easiest to attract ghosts.

Moreover, the old tree is still in front of the gate, and the yang energy does not enter the house, but only gathers the yin energy.

The most important thing is that under the locust tree, there is a backwater pond in the middle of the yard, and the pond is full of dead leaves of locust trees floating on it.

The stagnant water is in the center, and the yin qi is scattered in all directions.

This house does not change, and the ghost house is sorry for this feng shui.

But......

The stronghold of the Ghost Envoy Division in the Yang World, will you still be afraid of the ghost house?

The middle-aged man led the way in front, and Ding Jiu followed behind.

Passing by the locust tree, Ding Jiu's footsteps did not stop, and he looked up, there were many ghosts between the dense branches and leaves of the locust tree, and the leaves were windless and automatic, as if there was a group of people whispering, and the magic sound made people upset and irritable.

Looking down at the pond where fallen leaves are floating, the water is like black ink that seems to suck people in.

Suddenly, a touch of white appeared in the black water between the fallen leaves, the white gradually expanded, a swollen and deformed face slowly became clear, and the black hole that the eyeballs fell off and turned into black holes looked at Ding Jiu, and opened his mouth wide, as if he was about to break through the water.

Ding Jiu was not surprised, turned his head and continued to follow the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe into the apse.

Entering the main hall, the man in the robe asked Ding Jiu to sit first, and then walked into the main hall by himself.

The apse was beyond Ding Jiu's expectations, it looked like a big hall on the outside, but it was a living furnishing inside.

Entering the door is a large living room, Taishi chairs, mahogany coffee tables, red lacquer columns, carpets, screens, and antique furniture make Ding Jiu feel like he has passed through.

Ding Jiuzheng was looking up and down the furnishings in the hall, and after a while, a person turned out behind the screen.

It was a middle-aged man with a short beard, dressed in ordinary household clothes, smiling, and politely arched his hand as soon as he came in: "Ying Fenglu, the head of the Ying family in the lower ZJ domain, dare to ask Your Excellency?" ”

Ding Jiu also stood up and saluted back: "Ding Jiu of the Ding family, I have seen the head of the Ying family. ”

When Ying Fenglu heard that Ding had not reported the region for a long time, he knew that it was directly under the control of the ghost officials, and then he thought for a while, and suddenly said with a surprised face: "The Ding family where Mr. Ding Quan is located?" ”

Ding Jiu nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

"I don't know if I have a certificate?"

It is normal to check his identity, and Ding Jiu took out the netherworld token when he heard this.

Ying Fenglu knew at a glance that it was true, and the netherworld token could not be faked.

He nodded, and then said with a smile: "I didn't expect it to be the descendant of Mr. Ding, and I have admired it for a long time."

When I was fortunate enough to see Mr. Ding's heroic appearance, I remembered it in my heart, and now I look at it, Mr. Xiao is really not too much, a talent! ”

Ding Jiu pursed his lips in his heart, and said in his heart that he was very good at talking, and praised the two of them.

However, he still said politely: "Where, where." ”

After a few more greetings, Ding Jiu directly explained his intention: "Master Ying, I came this time to borrow the Yin Array here. ”

Ying Fenglu smiled: "That's naturally no problem." ”

The Yin Formation is not literally teleported to the Netherworld, and the only direct channel of contact between the Netherworld and the Yang World is the Ghost Gate, and there is no possibility to avoid it.

However, the underworld is vast, and dozens of small spaces are connected at the same time, and one of the small spaces is where the main hall of the ghost envoy in the yang world is located, and if you want to go directly to the main hall from the yang world, there is only one way, and that is to pass through the yin array.

All teleportation formations are not simply drawn with two strokes, and cross-border teleportation formations not only require months to prepare, but also require a huge amount of raw materials.

The hereditary Yin Poor Family of the Thirty-four Domains is easy to say, the underworld is rich and rich, and people have contributed to it, and a city god temple has been built in every place.

But it is impossible for a free person like Ding Jiu to draw one by himself every time he wants to use it, and he can't carry the Yin Array in his pocket, after all, it is too complicated, unlike the shrinking array in the Taoist technique, the magic circle with a teleportation distance of several hundred meters can be engraved on the formation flag and carried around.

In this case, you can only go to the nearest domain of the City God Temple to borrow, although it is a little troublesome, but there is no way to do it.

Ying Fenglu had obviously encountered this situation many times, and immediately agreed with a smile.

The two walked out of the main hall, Ying Fenglu knocked on a bluestone slab in the courtyard, revealing a row of stone steps that sloped downward, Ying Fenglu walked in first, and Ding Jiu also followed.

The stone steps are not long, and it takes more than a minute to reach the bottom, and out of the passage is a hand-dug stone cave the size of half a football field.

The stone slabs are carved with obscure patterns or runes, and the whole cave is spread in a round shape, and there are some black, white or colored lines between the patterns, like something as raw materials, dyed into paint.

Ding Jiu stepped into the formation, using the chain as a medium, hooking the black yin qi into a column of qi the thickness of an arm, pouring into the formation, and the formation gradually lit up from the inside out.

The speed at which this formation consumed the black yin qi was beyond Ding Jiu's expectations, and the more it went to the outer layer, the more it increased geometrically, and Ding Jiu began to worry that the black yin qi he could hook was not enough.

When he was about to light up all the formations, sure enough, Ding Jiu felt that the black yin qi was powerless, and the formation was only one bleak circle away from the outermost circle.

Ding Jiu stood awkwardly in place.

Ying Fenglu was also stunned, and then said with a smile: "It's my negligence, a free family like Mr. Xiao is not good at communicating black yin qi." ”

As he spoke, Ying Feng took a step forward, raised his hand, and a black chain more than ten meters long came out of the sleeve of his robe.

One end of the chain is an arrow-shaped spear head, which looks like a knife, and the other end is a large seal of the head of a beast, and the head of the beast looks the same as the appearance on the knocker.

Ying Feng Lu summoned the chains, and the black yin qi around his body was rich and surrounded, and then harvested into a column of qi, which was as thick as an adult's waist, and injected into the magic circle.

The magic circle was all lit up in an instant, and the array gradually became black and mist, and Ding Jiu hugged his fist at Ying Fenglu to express his gratitude.

Ying Fenglu smiled and waved his hand, watching Ding Jiu's figure gradually disappear in the black fog.

The black mist overflowed into the stone cave and began to dissipate rapidly, and Ding Jiu's figure disappeared from the circle.

Ying Fenglu put his hands behind his back, frowned and said to himself: "Even if the Free Family is not good at communicating black yin qi, and it will not even be able to light up the magic circle for several generations, how can the descendants of Old Man Ding Quan be so poor?" ”

How did he know that Ding Jiu was different from him, he had never received the cultivation of becoming a yin since he was a child, and he had just been inherited in his twenties, and the meridian acupuncture points in his body had already been fixed.

As long as it is affected by physical factors, Ding Jiu's performance cannot be good.

…………

The vision was distorted and pulled, dizzy, and there was a feeling of consciousness out of the body, Ding Jiu quickly closed his eyes.

This lasted for dozens of seconds, and Ding Jiu felt that his feet had stepped on the ground again, and Ding Jiu retched a few times as soon as he opened his eyes.

The first time he sat in the teleportation array, Ding Jiu gave this kind of teleportation array a label of extremely poor experience in his heart.

Sitting once he can be nauseous for a month.

Ding Jiu took two deep breaths before recovering and looking up at the surroundings.

The place where Ding Jiu is located is a stone high platform, and under the high platform is an endless and magnificent palace complex.

But there are no cornices and arches like the Forbidden City, and the architectural style looks like it comes from a much more distant era.

Ding Jiu got off the high platform, shuttled through the palace corridor according to the route in his mind, and in about ten minutes, he came to a three-story hall about a few zhang high, and in front of the palace door stood a row of gray-black stone pillars from left to right.

Ding Jiu looked up at the dozens of stone steps that separated him from the main hall, cleared his throat, lowered his head and said loudly:

"Ding family Ding Jiu, please see the master!"