"Master!" Joan was startled, shouted, and hurried out to chase after her. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Stop shouting, I'm here." Behind him, a lazy voice came.

I saw that the fog dispersed, and a thin figure walked out of it.

"Master? How do you ?。。。 Joan was slightly stunned when she saw that there was another night ghost, and looked at him, and then at the debris all over the ground.

"You idiot, take a good look at what that is." Night Shadow glanced at him angrily, looking like he hated iron but not steel.

Joan was stunned for a moment, then trotted two steps and turned the shard's head over.

"This!" Joan was shocked. Where is this human head, it is simply a twisted blood bump, the face is not clear, only the basic outline, and the skinless flesh is oozing blood, which is simply making people's teeth tremble.

"This is a faceless ghost, who specializes in disguised himself as a ghost on the netherworld between the Yin and Yang worlds, disguised as a ghost to deceive the spirits of the past. Generally, the souls that are deceived by them will be stripped of their soul bodies and made into a pair of skins, which is a quirk for collection. But the strength is humble, as long as you are not confused, a 'Tulangzhong' can deal with it"

Qiao An was afraid for a while after hearing this, but fortunately the master appeared in time, otherwise he would really catch the road if he couldn't figure it out, and he was skinned alive by this faceless ghost, and he felt his teeth tremble when he thought about that scene. But I feel a little embarrassed, and I said that if I don't be confused, I can deal with Tulang, who is not even as good as the Sanren and has no level, but he is also a real person, and he was almost planted here, which is too embarrassing.

"Let's go, don't stand stupidly, I have to go back before dawn." The Nightshade greeted and walked forward.

"Master, wait for me." Joan said yes and hurriedly chased after her. And the figure of the person soon disappeared into the fog.

After they left, a silhouette vanished in the gray mist.

"Huh?" Nightshade sensed something, frowned, and looked back to see nothing. Shaking his head, maybe he was too careful.

"What's wrong, master?" Joan asked.

"Nothing." Nightshade shook his head and walked on. Jo Ann scratched her head and hurried to follow.

・・・・・・

Difu, a remote place with a black mountain, is rainy all year round, and thunder is constant. There was a white palace at the top of the mountain, and the lights were as bright as day, and a figure dressed in white was lying on a wide chair, the brim of the one-piece hat was low to cover his face, and only a snow-white chin was exposed.

A cloud of white mist drifted in, drawing a silhouette of a human face and whispering in his ear.

"Oh~ he's coming." The neutral voice sounded, as if it had done something so that people could not hear men and women, but from that voice there was some joy.

Waving his hand to let the white mist leave, the man in white put down his feet and made his body, one hand comfortably against his thigh, and a glass of red wine in his hand. Under the low brim of the hat, the thin lips pursed lightly, bent an arc, and smiled, "You, finally here... ”

On the other side, the night shadow led Qiao An to Huangquan Road, and the souls with blank eyes wandered unconsciously, obviously they had just died and came here to report.

These people, no, should they say ghosts, they all have to follow this path, and slowly they will regain consciousness and realize their condition.

"No, I don't want to die, my dad is the director, I still have a lot of good days to live, I don't want to die, ah!!" A young man who looked like a second ancestor yelled in disbelief, unwilling to face this bloody reality, but he was whipped and screamed loudly, and smoke rose from his body.

"Humph! The underworld is also a place for you little ghosts to go wild, follow the team honestly, otherwise Lao Tzu will let your soul fly away, and the ghosts don't want to do it! A fierce-looking ghost will use the whip in his hand and shout loudly. The second ancestor didn't dare to go wild when he saw that the other party was vicious, so he had to follow the team forward with a dead face.

In Huang Quan Road, there are many souls who have just died who can't accept the fact that they are dead, and often collapse or make trouble. If you don't send some ghosts to maintain order, you will gather people to make trouble, or defect directly, if you run to the world, it will be very harmful, so the ghosts in charge must be fierce enough, so that those new ghosts will be afraid and dare not make trouble.

"What's the matter with the two imps over there, follow them into the team." A ghost cha saw the night and Joan, and shouted.

Nightshade walked over with Joan, took out a small notebook with the word pass written on it, and took a stack of paper money and handed it to the ghost cha along with the pass.

"This is a poor master, both of us are from the Daomen, and this time I came to the underworld to take my apprentice to receive the tablet." Nightshade said.

The ghost almost quietly put away the paper money, symbolically glanced at the pass and waved his hand: "Okay, let's go." ”

"Thank you, master."

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that Qiao An glanced back and asked, "Master, are you a strong ghost?" ”

"It's not strong, it's just the level of Fangshi." Nightshade said.

Qiao An frowned, expressing doubt: "Then why is the master so polite." ”

"We're here to do things, not to fight, if we can have less trouble, we will have less trouble, these ghosts are all former bandit bullies, and giving some benefits can also make you feel better, anyway, paper money is very cheap, and it's nothing to give some." Nightshade spread his hands and explained.

"Why use them when they have such a bad record?"

"Suppressing these little ghosts is to need vicious people, if you let the good people come, I'm afraid that in a few days you will be divided by these collapsed new ghosts."

People are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, and sometimes if you want to prevent riots, you need to use these wicked people. This is not cruelty, it is not darkness, but there is no way, if it is not for this decisive arrangement, I am afraid that there will be a lot more trouble, and the underworld will be in chaos a long time ago.

Soon, they walked along the Huangquan Road, and they came to a city gate, and there was a large plaque above the city gate, on which were painted with three big characters of iron and silver hooks - the city of death in vain.

After reading the pass and giving a red envelope, the two walked into the city. Qiao An was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden along the way, and she was curious about everything she saw, and there were a lot of people everywhere.

The city of the dead is a city that gathers the souls of those who are unwilling to be reincarnated because of grievances, but as time goes by, the permanent population increases, and it is naturally no longer a place for unjust ghosts, but also a place used by many "gentlemen" to trade and hand over.

(To be continued.) )