Do they know?

But Yang Yun didn't seem to make any moves, and still pointed his sword at the black shadow in front of him: No matter who you are, leave immediately.

This time it was the shadow's turn to wonder.

Yang Yun said that he couldn't remember many things clearly, he himself was the remnant soul in this ancient sword, and there were very few things he could remember, even if the person in front of him asked, he couldn't respond.

You don't remember me? The shadow asked again.

I pulled out my flashlight and turned on the light, and the light shone on a young-looking man in front of me, and the light paused in front of me, and then penetrated his body.

The man in front of him was dressed in a dragon robe and wore a crown on his head, exactly like the ancient emperor.

I hit the flashlight on him, and he frowned: Who is this kid?

After speaking, he was about to step forward, but he was stopped by Yang Yun with a sword: If you dare to get closer, your soul will be scattered.

Just as Yang Yun said this, a gust of wind suddenly blew around here, and I shone it in all directions, so frightened that I almost didn't throw the flashlight on the ground, because among the strange rocks around here, there were nearly a hundred phantoms slowly coming out and standing behind the young man in a dragon robe.

There were more than a hundred and so phantoms, each dressed in black robes and holding iron chains.

This dress, is it

I suddenly remembered an archaeological case I had studied, thirty-four years ago, a modern battlefield was excavated in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and a booklet was found there, which was painted with people dressed in this way, which was called the messenger of the wandering soul in the underworld to capture the yang, called Yincha.

Negative.

I pronounced the name, and my worldview began to slowly subvert, I never believed that there was a hidden zài in the underworld, and I didn't believe in the existence of a yin difference, but the dress of these phantoms in front of me.

The black robe covers the face, because the yin will indiscriminately catch the ghosts wandering in the yang world and are unwilling to go to the underworld, and it is easy to offend others.

Iron chains, iron chains are soul chains, and if the Yin Soul touches this iron chain, it will not be able to escape.

The young man in the dragon robe heard me say this name, and snorted and smiled: Even if you have some skills, this is not where you can come in, hurry up.

Who the hell are you? I asked this in utter consternation.

Why is there a negative difference? Isn't there no ghost or god in this world? But if there are no ghosts and gods, those walking corpses in Thyme Village, and the demon general of the Soul Suppression Platform, Yang Yun, what are they?

It is more feasible for me to accept these than to accept the existence of the underworld.

What is Hades? Legend has it that after death, the soul is reincarnated.

As you can imagine, the underworld is indifferent. The boy said.

A black-robed ghost next to him stepped forward, looked at Yang Yun and said: This person has violated the rules of heaven and earth with the remnant soul remaining in the sword, the Great Emperor, do you want to take him down?

The young man turned his head and glared at the black-robed ghost: "Let's go, he is my old friend."

Just now, the black-robed man called this young man the Great Emperor.

The booklet that was excavated thirty-four years ago was called "Records of the Underworld", which recorded the names and names of the members of the underworld after the reform two hundred years ago.

There are two emperors, the Dongyue Emperor is the pure Yangzi, and the Xudu Emperor is nameless and called the little emperor.

Are you a little emperor? I speak up.

He looked stunned: How do you know my identity? Now in this world, there are not many people who know my name.

After speaking, I was about to come over, but Yang Yun put his sword in front of me and said to him: He is my friend.

He confessed, he was the little emperor.

In other words, what was recorded in the "Strange Records of the Underworld" excavated thirty-four years ago is true, and the booklet, which was originally used as a plaything made up by people, has long been discarded again because it is too recent to be of little research value.

However, the difference between the little emperor in front of him and the yin just now just now just proves that the underworld is a zài.

I shuddered and took out my phone, decided to leave this precious information, and took a few photos sneakily.

When the little emperor saw me, he didn't care, but said to Yang Yun: You are really looking for money, right? I'll wait for you at her and we'll talk when the time comes.

After this person finished speaking, the figure disappeared suddenly, Yang Yun glanced back at me, and said indifferently: You are too weak, from today onwards, I will teach you to learn spells.

I groaned: Spells? Is there a spell in this world?

Yang Yun didn't explain anything to me, but directly demonstrated, and pointed to a boulder about several meters high in front of him, and the boulder exploded and became debris.

I swallowed up the spit, and if this meant the human body, would I still be alive?

I believed, there really is a spell.

Meng Xiaoxiao was awakened by the movement here, and came to look for us, Yang Yun saw Meng Xiaoxiao, nodded to her, this is his way of saying hello, after ordering, he entered the ancient sword and returned to me.

Meng Xiaoxiao walked over: What happened just now?

I asked Meng Xiaoxiao: Does the underworld really exist?

Meng Xiaoxiao's eyes changed a few times, and then nodded like a chicken pecking rice: Yes, the Emperor of the Underworld and the Emperor of the Northern Yin are very familiar with my brother.

Who the hell is your brother, why is everyone revolving around him, even the emperor of the underworld is very familiar with him.

looked at Meng Xiaoxiao, and immediately felt that this woman was too dangerous, not something I could approach, if her brother Ye Hai really had that ability, but if I did not do it right, I would definitely be killed by her brother.

Compared to Yang Yun, who is better than your brother? I asked.

Yang Yun's finger just now was like a bomb, if Yang Yun couldn't beat Ye Hai, I had to be careful, I definitely couldn't offend her, if Ye Hai was not Yang Yun's opponent, I could sit back and relax.

Meng Xiaoxiao thought for a while: I don't know, but my brother is the most powerful.

I didn't feel sleepy left and right, I asked Meng Xiaoxiao to take me forward, the little emperor just now also went to find Qian Zhenzhen, and he will meet again, he doesn't seem very friendly, I hope there won't be any conflict.

After walking for a while, I dialed Chen Changsheng's phone, and after connecting, I said: Professor Chen, do you still have an impression of the book "Strange Records of the Underworld" unearthed 34 years ago?

Yes, but it's been confirmed that it's apocryphal. Chen Changsheng said.

No, it's not made up, I just saw it, nearly a hundred, dressed in black robes and holding chains.

Are you okay? Chen Changsheng interrupted me and asked with concern, some archaeological sites will have hallucinatory gas, are you sure it's not a hallucination?

I'm busy denying it: it can't be an illusion, it's definitely true, by the way, you should have seen that booklet, remember that there is a picture of the little emperor of the Emperor Xudu?

Chen Changsheng paused for a moment: Well, remember.

I took a picture of him, and I passed it on to you, and this is definitely the biggest discovery in the archaeological world, and the underworld is preserved. I say.

After hanging up the phone, I sent the photo of the little emperor I secretly took, and after a long time, Chen Changsheng dialed my phone, and his voice trembled: Do you have more information? After a while, they all told me, and I immediately inquired about all the things that had been found in the past archaeological discoveries about the underworld, and I wanted to study them carefully.

I said yes, and when I got to Qian Zhenzhen in a while, and when we met again, I could record the video instead of taking pictures.

After walking for most of the night, I came to a gravel place, which was a basin with stones of various sizes underneath.

I took a look: it used to be a lake, but it was dry.

Said that the flashlight shone on this below, hit a stone above, and the stone was engraved with the words that heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs, which is a famous saying of Lao Tzu, how can this barren land be recorded here?

Out of instinct, I jumped down, groped around the boulder, and said: Look at the weathering process, it must have been a long, long time ago, and the specific age still needs to be studied.

Meng Xiaoxiao also came down, came to my side, to my ear, and stretched out her hand and pointed ahead: Sister Qian Zhenzhen lives there.

I followed her hand and saw a small wooden house on the other side of the dry pond, which was very simple.

Meng Xiaoxiao and I looked there, and saw a light rushing out of the room, and a woman's voice came out: Mr. is here.