He really can't see me? As soon as this thought flashed, the ghost was already in my nose. I wanted to dodge, but it was too late. Just as I was waiting to be bumped into by the ghost, something strange happened.

That the hell is ...... Straight through my body!

I was shocked and horrified, this ...... What the hell is going on?

Before I could react, the man in the prison uniform suddenly knelt in front of me and cried: "I was wronged, I was wronged......"

I was so frightened that I took a step back and looked in amazement at the kneeling man in front of me, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"What is wronged and not wronged! There are more wronged people in this world! Hurry up, if you delay my time, be careful that I whip you with the Soul Eater! The ghost almost pulled the man up and gave him a heavy push on the back. The man stumbled forward several steps and almost fell to the ground.

He glanced back at me, his eyes full of pleading and despair.

I was stunned by his glance, was he really wronged? But then I smiled bitterly, and now I have to pray for someone to protect me, where can I help him avenge his grievances.

No, the point I want to care about is not whether he was wronged, but his ...... Can you see me?

This is strange, the ghost cha can't see me, but the new soul in the ghost chacha can see me? Is it the new soul that can see me, or can all the ghosts except the ghost see me?

I can't help but wonder, no, I have to confirm it.

The ghost escorted the man farther and farther, and I quickly followed.

Soon, we came to a slightly amplitude arch bridge, the deck of which was about two meters wide, and at the head of the bridge stood two large pillars, on which hung two blue lanterns with a faint blue glow. Next to the pillar on the right stands a large stone with three large characters written in small seal script "Nai He Bridge". In the center of the bridge, an old woman with white hair and a short black coat of coarse cloth was sitting quietly. Next to the old woman, there was a black clay pot.

It turned out that it had arrived at the Nai He Bridge. Then this old woman should be Meng Po!

I stood at the head of the bridge and looked at the end of the bridge, but it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything.

The ghost messenger led the man to Meng Po's side, Meng Po didn't know where to take out a red pottery bowl, scooped a bowl of water from the jar and handed it to the man, "Child, come on!" Drink this bowl of water and forget about pain and hatred. Enter the next reincarnation with ease, and you will no longer encounter conspiracy and framing in the next life, and you will be safe and happy. ”

Meng Po's words seemed to have magical power, and the man took the red pottery bowl in Meng Po's hand and drank the water in the bowl in one go.

Seeing this, the ghost nodded to Meng Po and pushed the man towards the Nai He Bridge.

I also hurriedly stepped onto the Nai He Bridge and followed the ghost to the underworld. However, the railing of the bridge is made of polished stone, and there is a stone pier every one meter on the railing, and a stone lion of different shapes is carved on each stone pier. Walking on the bridge, I actually felt like I was visiting a scenic spot.

After crossing the Nai Ho Bridge, I saw a van made of papier-mâché parked there. I looked at the van in front of me in amazement, and I really didn't expect that the underworld would use modern transportation like the sun.

The door of the van was open, and the ghost led the man into the van.

"How long do you have to drive?" The ghost asked the paper man driver sitting in the cab.

"Wait another quarter of an hour, another new soul will come and drive!" The paper man driver returned respectfully.

I stood at the car door and waited, trying to see if the new soul who came in a moment could see me.

After waiting for almost a quarter of an hour, I saw two shadows walking on the bridge, one was wearing a tunic like a ghost, and the other was a middle-aged man wearing a hospital gown.

They walked over to the car and got into the car without looking like they saw me.

When the paper driver gets out of the car, he has to close the door of the van. I quickly jumped into the car and sat down next to the ghost cha from behind.

It turns out that only new souls who have not drunk Meng Po soup can see me, and ghosts who have drunk Meng Po soup cannot see me.

No wonder the master said that people who are born psychic can enter and leave the underworld freely, no wonder the underworld is very jealous of people who are born psychic, no wonder Luo Cheng will be excited to be like that after knowing that I am born psychic, it turns out that this is the case.

The ghosts of the underworld can't see me, they can't touch me, and the only thing that makes them feel strange is the strange feeling I bring to them. But sometimes it feels like something goes wrong, how can they catch me just by feeling?

The more I thought about it, the more calm I became, since neither the ghosts nor the ghosts could see me, it would be much easier for me to find my lost soul in the underworld.

The van sped along for about half an hour before it stopped. The paper man driver got out of the car and was the first to get out of the car when he pushed the door open.

The car stopped in front of a castle tower, on which red lanterns hung at intervals. As far as the eye can see, the entire castle tower is as bright as the stars in the night sky.

The gates of the underworld were closed, and only a small door on the right was open for the ghosts to enter and exit. On each side of the small door stood a soldier wearing armor with a spear in his hand, and when the ghost messenger entered the small door, he took the token on his body to the soldier to check, and the soldier checked it correctly before letting the ghost and the new spirit enter.

After making sure that the soldiers could not see me, I slipped through the small door with a puff of smoke.

Inside and outside the city are two worlds, and outside the city is pitch black, and there is nothing. The city is brightly lit, and a street stretches into the distance. On both sides of the street are various shops, and the street is very bustling with people.

Is this how the underworld is? It was so unexpected! This is a commercial area, so is there a residential area, a government office area, a school, a hospital or something?

Thinking of the purpose of my visit to the underworld, I stopped the urge to find out, closed my eyes, and searched for my lost soul through the soul beads in my body.

The shopping street is very long, and I haven't walked out for a long time.

The feeling in my heart is getting stronger and stronger, and I can't help but feel a little excited.

I hadn't taken a few steps before I saw a teenager in a blue short-sleeved shirt not far away, drifting blankly through the surging crowd. The boy was the same age as me, and he looked exactly like me.

That's me! No, it's my lost soul.

I rejoiced in my heart and strode towards my soul.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" A loud shout rang out, followed by a pair of men in police uniforms scrambling to evacuate the crowd. The ghosts, who were still hanging out, immediately dispersed to both sides, making way for them. Then a man in a crimson official robe rode a tall black horse and galloped towards him.

My soul vanished as if frightened by something.

(End of chapter)