Before Yang Xiaoding could recover from the novelty, a white light rushed out of the eyebrows of his body lying on the bed, spun in the air, wrapped around Yang Xiaoding's transparent soul, burrowed into the Water Moon Mirror, and disappeared into the room with the mirror. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Water Moon Mirror shuttled through the barrier of time and space, and soon reached the underworld.

Unlike the last time King Yama led the way, the Water Moon Mirror flew directly from Huangquan Road.

The ghosts who came and went were in awe of this mirror master, and when they saw it, they hid far away, and they didn't dare to approach it at all.

The Water Moon Mirror flew until it stopped by the Lechuan River, hanging in mid-air, ripples on the mirror, and a cloud of white light slowly loomed from it.

The white light dispersed, revealing Yang Xiaoding's soul.

Yang Xiaoding was in a daze all the way in the water moon mirror, and he couldn't feel anything, but he was released now, and he was stunned for a while before he recovered his strength, and looked at his surroundings curiously.

It was as if I was lying in some dark place where there was no light, and when I looked up, it was chaos.

Yang Xiaoding got up from the ground and felt that something was wrong with his surroundings.

For not far in front of him appeared a high platform. This high platform is wide and narrow at the bottom, the face is like a bowback, the back is like a bowstring, except for a stone path, the rest is a sword mountain and a sword tree, it is very precipitous.

Behind that high platform was a long stone bridge shrouded in mist. There seems to be no sunlight at all in this place, and there are no people.

Yang Xiaoding has some impressions of this place, which is the Wangxiangtai and Nai He Bridge that he has seen before.

Folklore says that after Bao Zheng's death, he became the king of Yama in the first hall, because the first hall of hell is the closest hell to the yang world, and because the ghosts from all walks of life have not drunk Meng Po soup when they enter the first hall, the ghosts still have nostalgia for the life of the yang world and their relatives, so they often climb the high mountains of the underworld to try to look back at the scene of the yang world, but they can't see it.

Therefore, many ghosts cry to themselves in the middle of the night, and the sound is tragic and tear-jerking. As the first temple of the Yama Heavenly Son, Bao Zheng was kind-hearted, and when he heard this, he was moved by compassion, and ordered the ghost to build a lookout platform, allowing the soul of Yin Cao to look at his hometown and relatives when he was born.

"If you don't eat in the world for one day, you will cross the yin and yang realm in two days, and you will arrive at Wangxiangtai in three days, and you will see your relatives crying and mourning."

And Yang Xiaoding met Mo Wensheng here, and later agreed to help him save people, and then met the beautiful school girl paper, which caused a series of strange experiences later.

Now that I think about it, I feel a lot of emotion!

Yang Xiaoding stepped on the green bricks of the Nai He Bridge, as if he could feel the coldness from the green bricks.

Legend has it that the Nai Ho Bridge is a place where ghosts are ready to be reincarnated after the journey of the Ten Temples of Yama, and this bridge is the boundary to start a new reincarnation.

Bluestone bridge deck, five steps, west of the bridge for women, east of the bridge for men, left yin and right yang. "Whoever dies at the age of ninety-seven will wait three years on the bridge."

Thinking of the stories of life and death that I have heard, a sadness hits my heart.

Looking down at the bridge of Naihe, the more thousands of zhang high, the clouds and mist were entangled, Yang Xiaoding looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help but shudder.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoding suddenly saw two black shadows around him.

These two black shadows seemed to be a collection of two balls of air, black clothes and black robes, holding a silver chain hook in their hands.

Is the ghost of the underworld? Yang Xiaoding thought in surprise, and suddenly panicked, thinking that I am not dead by your mother, you can't arrest me!

If they were caught and treated as a ghost, then he would have no place to cry Yang Xiaoding was so frightened that he clung to the bridge and was at a loss for what to do, and a cold and familiar voice sounded at the right time.

"You guys go about something else, I'll take care of it here."

Mo Wensheng, who was still dressed in white, walked over slowly, with an elegant temperament, and a lotus step by step, as if he was an immortal who had fallen from the sky to hell, and no matter how dark and evil he could not cover his aura, compared to other ghosts, it seemed a little out of place.

The two black-robed ghosts glanced at each other, nodded, and disappeared into the air in an instant without asking more.

"Why are you here now, I'm almost treated like a lonely ghost."

"With the Water Moon Mirror to help you, what can happen!" Mo Wensheng looked disapproving.

Hey, this person is talking too much, he has also helped, the words are good, where is the mirror uncle easy to call, in case a person is unhappy and deliberately let himself be caught, it is also possible, he does not dare to hand over his life to a mirror.

"If it weren't for my help, would you have the peace of mind you have now?" Yang Xiaoding asked with a straight face.

"If it weren't for your help, would you think I would be here in perfect condition?" Mo Wensheng gave him a blank look and said speechlessly.

Yang Xiaoding was speechless for a moment.

Mo Wensheng didn't want to waste more time with him, so he turned around and left, beckoning him to follow him.

Yang Xiaoding was aggrieved in his heart, and he hurriedly followed, the willow branch in his hand swayed slightly as he walked, joke, this is the underworld, a place where he will be abused if he is not careful, he doesn't dare to stay alone.

Last time, it was because of the master King Yama who protected him all the way that he didn't encounter anything bad, but this time he stayed alone for a while and realized that it was different.

The cold wind blew his whole body and ached, and the ghosts passing by him were almost vicious, and occasionally there were ghosts that hooked him.

For the sake of his life, he still obediently hugged Mo Wensheng's thigh!

Mo Wensheng took him off the bridge, not far away was the slowly flowing Lechuan River, the river was chaotic, it looked quite weird, and a quaint boat floated on it alone.

On both sides of the river, there are clusters of delicate red flowers, forming a beautiful sea of flowers, a breeze blows, the faint fragrance of flowers overflows, several petals fly in the wind, it is beautiful in a flash, and a few even fly to Yang Xiaoding's eyes.

Yang Xiaoding reflexively reached out to pick it up, and a petal fell into his hand, no different from what he had seen before.

This other side of the flower fruit is really the most beautiful existence in the underworld, but unfortunately, this beautiful place of existence is always accompanied by death and darkness.

Thinking like this, Yang Xiaoding's heart felt a little sad again.

Mo Wensheng didn't care, his footsteps didn't stop for a moment, let the petals scatter on his shoulders, just turned a blind eye, and didn't stop until he walked to the edge of the flowers.

Looking back, Yang Xiaoding was still looking at the flower in his hand in a daze, and Mo Wensheng frowned almost invisibly. (To be continued.) )