"Want to go?" With the words in his mouth, the red air mass in Yan Yun's hand suddenly turned into a chain and rolled towards the old man's ghost, and then he saw that the old man was tied up without the slightest strength to fight back.

Pulling the old man in front of him, Yan Yun asked with a contemplative face, "What, do you see anything different?" ”

"No, I don't see anything. But I can ask, what do you want to do here? With a dry smile, the old man's ghost said with obvious fear.

"Presumably you're also an old fritter here, don't you dare to say it when you see it? Otherwise, how about you help me think about how to get through this Huangquan Road? Passed, I went around you, if not, I let you die! ”

"Uncle, you have the ability to come down, but you can't cross this Huangquan Road?" Listening to what Yan Yun said, the old man's ghost said with some surprise.

"Well, just tell me how to get there." After speaking, Yan Yun made a move with his palm, and the red chain tied to the old man's yin soul was taken back.

In fact, Yan Yun was quite depressed, when he first came down, the ghost-faced woman had already told Yan Yun that after he came down, he would be able to complete it safely as long as he didn't mess with the ghosts and provoke the Yin officials, but he didn't tell him how to enter the capital at all, and now he was ghosted by this old man, which made Yan Yun really depressed.

"Then it's not easy to say, just knock a person's soul unconscious, snatch its yellow paper, and you can pass safely." As he spoke, the old man's ghost said with a strange smile.

Listening to the old man's ghost say this, Yan Yun hesitated slightly, this snatching yellow paper is a piece of cake for him, but Yan Yun doesn't think this is a very wise method, you must know that this is above, no one cares if you kill people or something.

But here, Wang Fa exists again, and it is not a decimal number to be able to kill Yan Yun. After a moment's hesitation, Yan Yun asked, "Is there any way to pass without harming others?" ”

"This?" Listening to Yan Yun's question, the old man's yin soul began to think, and then he heard it say: "This is actually not impossible, you can pass by taking a thousand different souls and cultivating a thousand flowers on the other side." ”

said. The old man's ghost pointed to the flowers around him.

Listening to what the old man's ghost said, Yan Yun thought to himself in his heart, looked at the human souls around him, and Yan Yun said: "I'll give you ten days, if you can make up a thousand souls, I'll let you go." ”

"What! Why? Why should I help you gather a thousand souls? "The old man was depressed, he originally wanted to pit Yan Yun, but now he was directly pitted by Yan Yun.

"Your life and death are in my thoughts. And if you don't help me for free, I'll give you twice as much soul! I sneered in my heart. Yan Yun said lightly, for this kind of ghost, Yan Yun can say how much you can kill, why? Very simply, these ghosts belong to ghosts and wild ghosts, which means that there is no establishment, and no one will take care of them if they are killed.

As for the soul, Yan Yun clearly sensed what he had just now. That's a rough calculation, and it's in the millions. Cause? In Kunlun Immortal Mountain, there are really too many white-clothed puppets killed.

After speaking, Yan Yun's white bone palm probed into the body of the old man's yin soul, and a little red soul fire remained in its body. Now, as long as Yan Yun's mind moves, this red soul fire can devour the old man's yin soul cleanly.

Feeling that the red soul fire in his body had already accepted his fate at this moment, he immediately floated to the side and said, "You can get a thousand souls for you now." ”

Watching the old man's ghost leave. Yan Yun walked towards the sales ghosts on the side, and used the red chain to control them, and these sales ghosts could only collect human souls like the old man's ghosts in a few seconds.

These ghosts aren't very efficient, but they have their own savings. And when Yan Yun controlled them and died, they also handed over their souls, and Yan Yun didn't directly trap them, just to make an equivalent exchange.

In less than ten days, just one day later, Yan Yun had more than a thousand souls, and at this time, the old man's ghost said with a smile: "Do you still have anything else to order?" ”

The old man's yin soul has such an attitude, in addition to being absolutely because Yan Yun can control his life and death, he also gave it an extra hundred souls, if there is no benefit, who will do it? Obviously, Yan Yun knew this truth very well.

Planting the human souls one by one beside Huangquan Road, Yan Yun stepped on the flowers that had just grown on the other side and asked for a while: "After crossing Huangquan Road, I can see the Lechuan River and the Nai He Bridge, right?" ”

"It's natural, but it's easy for you to cross the bridge all the time, but well," the old man laughed darkly.

Regarding the appearance of the old man's ghost, Yan Yun naturally threw a hundred souls to him and asked, "Tell me, how did you get over?" ”

After receiving the benefits, the old man's yin soul naturally would not be ambiguous, rubbing his palms and saying.

"This is actually a simple thing, chatting with Meng Po, as long as you flicker for a while, Meng Po will let you pass, it's actually very simple." As he spoke, the old man's ghost floated backwards, and he reminded him: "After walking a few steps, you will cross Huangquan Road, and I will not accompany you to grow old." ”

After speaking, the old man's ghost just floated back, and Yan Yun stepped on the last flower of the other side and fell to the ground.

Looking back, Yan Yun could no longer see the ghost gate that kept people walking in. There was a gust of wind floating in front of him, and a dark yellow river of blood appeared in front of him.

There are many lonely ghosts in this Lechuan River, they are constantly struggling to come up, but they can never come up, they can only continue to cover and submerge them with the river, and go with the flow.

At this time, Yan Yun saw a long stone bridge appear on the Lechuan River, which was three or four thousand meters high, and human souls continued to fall from it and fell into the Lechuan River.

Yan Yun didn't care about this scene, but instead looked at the meteorite that was the most popular for the soul to stay next to the Lechuan River, which was divided into three sections, and the pale white light flickered, and the trace of white gas was inhaled into it.

Looking at this meteorite, Yan Yun chuckled violently in his heart, and before walking slowly, he only saw three words.

"Sansheng Stone."

These three words are not very big, but Yan Yun can see it clearly, and the souls below are all kneeling and praying, with their hands folded and praying.

For what these souls did, Yan Yun sighed softly in his heart, and walked towards the Nai He Bridge without thinking much about it. As for what to see and pray for in the Sansheng Stone, Yan Yun didn't want to, for Yan Yun to live a good life, this is what he should do most. (To be continued......)