The current situation is really no way to go to heaven and no way to go down to the earth.

Du Muqing crawled back with a roll, no matter how the tongue in her mouth was knotted, she still couldn't help but scolded weakly: "! Let this strange snake wearing a golden mask bite to death, it is better to let the troll step on a meat pie, Du Muqing regretted while returning: "I really shouldn't come to Tanggula Mountain, all the bad luck has been gathered, if the old lady can get out alive, resolutely not let Bao Yuangan go to the immortals, the old lady here made a poisonous oath to the Virgin Mary: no longer curious, even if the Nine Dragons chair where the Emperor of Heaven sat in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall was put in front of her, the old lady would not sit!" Tomb robbery, grave digging and exploration and curiosity hunting are not human things at all. ”

Before, Du Muqing was still thinking about her grandfather's tomb.

Forget about that.

Women will never follow the normal thinking routine, one after the other.

The strange snake in the golden mask sizzled and spat out its tongue, staring at her, and shrank back sharply, leaning towards her. At the moment when the strange snake wearing the golden mask rushed up like a sharp arrow, Du Muqing was lifted high and swung on it like a leaf. I saw that the strange snake wearing the golden mask slowly sank into the corpse oil pool, and Du Muqing was like a fairy and a feather high above, drowsy.

This Xuanhuang gas was originally refreshing and pleasant, but the sky above the corpse oil pool was extremely smelly, and Du Muqing was not frightened but fainted.

I don't know how long it took.

When Du Muqing woke up, the confused Xuanhuang Qi was gone.

Committed to lying in a large hall, Du Muqing looked around a little bit like a common palace structure. There are no walls around the main hall, no doors and windows, no high eaves steps, and no gold bricks on the ground. There is a huge jade pillar on the left and right sides, and the top is high with a huge slope dome cover, depicting the dragon and painting the phoenix, the brilliance is extraordinary, and it is extremely firm.

Dozens of Yin soldiers with fierce faces stood on both sides of the main hall, motionless, like sculptures.

Bao Yuan, Song Peng, Ping Sigui, and Fatty Mao were lying motionless on the ground, not knowing if they were really dead or fainted.

Du Muqing knew that she was caught by a ghost, so she didn't dare to move.

There is a high platform in the depths of the main hall, and a flower-faced ugly ghost wearing a jujube red python robe sits majestically on it, stepping on a colorful tiger, which is as fierce as a dragon. The grimace was more fancy than the butterflies in the flowers, the lips were dry and white, and the beard was black and white hanging down on the round belly, posing in a crepe shelf. If it weren't for the flower-faced ghost brushing his beard with his hand, Du Muqing would have thought that they were all sculptures.

"Bring it on!" A deafening power came out of the mouth of the flower-faced ghost king.

"Yes!"

"Who is this taking with you?" Du Muqing lay on the ground and asked silently in her heart.

A moment later, two tall Yin soldiers walked in with Sun Panzi, who had his head drooping, and threw it on the ground with a thud. Du Muqing peeked at it, only to see Sun Panzi lying on the ground like a paralyzed soft mud, unable to hear the intake and outgas, Du Muqing asked in her heart: "Ninth Grandpa, how are you?" She guessed in her heart: Sun Panzi must have been knocked out by the troll, although the earth fairy can't talk about showing his face, but Du Muqingjue's Sun Panzi is good.

People at least dare to do it with ghosts and real guns.

It's just that I don't know if Sun Panzi, the walking corpse, will have his life this time.

After a few moments, there were two more Yin soldiers who came to the hall with a soul, why did they say it was a soul directly, Du Muqing saw it clearly, and the Yin soldiers brought up a transparent person. The soul was tied to a big black gold chain around his waist, and a row of tadpole characters were engraved on it, which was exactly the same as the unicorn skin scroll on Bao Yuan's hand, Du Muqing thought of it, this transparent soul belonged to Sun Pan.

Speaking of which, Du Muqing saw the souls of people in the same hall for the first time, and it was rare for the bride to get on the sedan chair.

Take a closer look.

Du Muqing stood up slowly, and she found that Sun Panzi's soul was a little wrong.

Sun Panzi's soul looks like a Yin soldier.

Du Muqing chuckled in her heart, and said in her heart: "Could it be that the Ninth Master became a Yin soldier?" Du Muqing seemed to suddenly realize, the ancient books stored in the family contain: Yin soldiers are the most inferior profession in the underworld, few souls are willing to do it, Yin soldiers are similar to temporary workers in the yang world, there is no power in their hands, and it is best for people with vicious nature to be Yin soldiers in the underworld. A person like Sun Panzi, who was born with a good temperament, is mixed in the underworld, and has no chance to get ahead, and only after 5,000 years of being a Yin soldier will he have a chance to be reincarnated, and if he is not good, his boss is not satisfied, and it is very likely that he will reincarnate you in a shantytown after 5,000 years.

It's not that the earth walking immortals know that the Yin soldiers are not easy to do.

Hades does not force souls to be Yin soldiers, and will make those souls who do not want to be reincarnated not be enforced, depending on the situation.

There is also a category of cases, the buying and selling of yin soldiers.

There is an unwritten rule in the underworld that if you sell the soul of a relative as a yin soldier, you will be eligible to be reincarnated in a rich family. Some shameless third-rate people do not reincarnate in the underworld, and after their sons and daughters die and their brothers and sisters, they sell their souls to the yamen of the underworld, in exchange for their own qualifications to be reborn as wealthy. The book continues from the above, and the rumor of General Suo's errand in the underworld has risen, which can drive black and white impermanence to speak for Hao Sanniang, because General Suo is well versed in the customs and habits of the official family, and he doesn't want to see Hao Sanniang because she thinks she is dirty, and there are many disappointed ghosts who are willing to work as errands in the underworld.

"Bold, Sun Panzi, as a prisoner of Dragon City, you are good at leading the people of the Yang world to break into the secluded land of the imprisoned emperor, can you be guilty?" The Ghost King shouted.

"The villain doesn't know."

"Look up, are you bringing these people?"

"It's not."

"What's the situation, Sun Jiuye doesn't recognize us?" Du Muqing was stunned, could it be that Sun Panzi turned his face and didn't recognize people, did he want to ask for leniency in front of the ghost king? Du Muqing scolded for a while. After a little calm, he pondered: Sun Panzi has long become a blood-drinking walking corpse, and there is no soul in his body, and this soul has certainly never seen us.

"Little girl, do you want to live or die?" The ghost king asked Du Muqing sharply.

"Nonsense, of course the old lady wants to live, and the ghost wants to die?" At this moment, Du Muqing is not afraid of anything, anyway, she can't live and just play with her mouth.

"The people who can enter the Dragon City are all Masters outside the square, it's not impossible to let Er have a way to live, just ......"

"What's the point of letting the old lady alone, if you want to let it go."

"It's a hard mouth!"

"Hmph, otherwise, if you don't have a hard mouth, you can do it!" Du Muqing didn't know whether the ghost king's words were true or false, even if he could get out alive, what would it mean to go out alone. Bao Yuan's enemy is still lying here, Du Muqing is reluctant, she doesn't even understand why she looks at this good-for-nothing stinky man at a glance, like a magnetic encounter with iron, so far she hasn't figured out why this person who is full of old men and short is so attractive to her.

"Seventy years ago, someone sold his soul to Prison Dragon City."

"He's him, I'm me, and my mother doesn't sell it."

"Little girl, people are not destined to be destroyed by heaven and earth, no matter men, women, young and old in the world, your private thoughts are great, you sell these four souls to this king, this king will let you have a way to live, you have no reason to refuse such a good condition." The ghost king said word by word.

"Don't do it!" Du Muqing said categorically.

"That's a dead end." The tiger at the feet of the ghost king let out a long roar, and seemed to be going to eat her at any moment.

"Come on, lock them up with the souls that broke into Dragon City."

"Slow!" Du Muqing waved her hand.

"Haha, no one is willing to die, it is very cost-effective to exchange other people's souls for their own life wealth!" After the ghost king finished speaking calmly, he looked at Du Muqing and added: "Little girl, this king told you that you are the second woman who came to prison Dragon City, and the first woman did not hesitate at all, and sold the soul of her companion to this king, she changed to a supreme honor, you must have seen it and guessed it." ”

"No, you're mistaken."

"Misunderstanding? Little girl, it seems that you still haven't figured it out, take it down! ”

"I mean, can you trade me for them?" Du Muqing pointed to the four people on the ground, the mighty imperial column outside the Dragon City, there were old and young, weak and strong, Du Muqing didn't notice that there were women. In fact, she didn't see it clearly, and she didn't have to guess to know who it was now, the female emperor was mixed in the imperial group, and she couldn't see the woman's style at all because of her imperial spirit.

"Little girl, do you know, what can be exchanged for their souls, the country, the wealth, the imperial power of the world. Who doesn't think about who doesn't want to be high, I've never seen you so stupid, it's really stupid! The Ghost King heard this reply from the pig for the first time.

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