I was a little surprised that the mule had never seen a vision of an immortal: "Could it be that the vision can only be seen by the suffering ghosts?" "

The mule shook his head: "I don't know what to do. "

I looked at the mule with some helplessness. This yin has been with us for so long, and the most common thing to say is, "I don't know the way either." "

I couldn't help but feel a little angry and asked him, "Are you really a bad guy?" Why don't you know anything? "

The mule was a little embarrassed: "You know, I was originally a donkey, although I became a yin, I was naturally inferior to others." Although the judge didn't say anything, I still had a little low self-esteem, so I kept my head down and worked honestly. After so many years, the only thing that is out of line is to recognize Ma San's sycophant as his godson. "

I waved my hand and said to Mrs. Zhang, "Why don't you release the other two yin cha and ask them?" "

Mrs. Zhang nodded in agreement.

However, when the remaining two yin chases appeared, they both shook their heads at the Infernal Hell. They know very little about this place, only that this place is terrifying, very depraved, and very evil, and even if it is a bad person, they dare not set foot easily.

Mrs. Zhang sighed and put the two yin cha in.

I looked at the peachwood sword in my hand and found the paper. I asked Paper Zha Wu: "Old man Wu, do you know where your other half of your soul is?" "

Paper Zawu looked at it, then scratched his head and said, "It's right here." I feel like I'm getting close. "

I looked at him, "Be specific." Probably in which direction. "

Paper Zha Wu's words flickered, and he pointed in a direction: "Here?" No, it doesn't seem to be here. Over there? It doesn't seem to be. "

I'm a little skeptical. looked at the paper and Wu: "Old man Wu, what's going on?" You tell me clearly. "

Paper Zha Wu's face was pale, his expression was embarrassed, and he finally told the truth: "Xu You, after Zhang Yuan's soul and I were escorted to the underworld by the judge, we basically broke off contact. I could feel that I was alive and that I hadn't been tortured, where the hell it was. I really don't know what to do. Hey, I'm really old, useless, think of me"

I ignored the paper Zha Wu boasting and chattering about his past, I looked at the little ghost here hesitantly, and said with some annoyance: "Could this infernal hell still be able to cut off the connection between your two souls?" "

I turned my head to look at the mule: "Are you sure that Zhang Yuan and the souls of Paper Zha Wu are locked up here?" "

The mule nodded: "It's true. I can't be mistaken. "

Wushuang stood on tiptoe and looked vigorously into the middle of the imp. But there are too many ghosts here, and they are all busy. Busy killing and being killed. Wushuang couldn't see much at all.

Then, she took a deep breath and shouted, "Dad, where are you?"

The sound drifted out, but it was quickly drowned out by the screams and wails of the imps.

Wushuang looked at these little ghosts angrily, and was about to shout again, but I stopped her.

Wushuang's eyes widened, looked at me and said, "Xu You, what do you want to do?" "

I quickly explained, "Don't look at me like that, I'm here for your good." "

Wushuang looked at me with an unhappy face: "If you don't help me find someone, forget it." Are you still holding me back? You're still not my dad's apprentice? "

I saw that the more she spoke, the more angry she became, waving her arms and threatening to pull out the peachwood sword. I hurriedly reached out and grabbed his wrist and said, "Look at your temper, you still don't let people talk?" I didn't stop you just now, I didn't want to stop you from looking for Master. But you have to think about it, does Zhang Yuan know your voice? "

Wushuang said angrily: "I don't know, what's wrong?" I haven't even met him. "

I nodded: "Isn't this the end?" You're shouting here, "Dad, where are you?" "Even if Zhang Yuan hears it, he doesn't know that Lu Dao is calling him."

Wushuang tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Makes sense. "

I had a smile on my face and was about to boast to myself. Suddenly, Wushuang shouted: "Zhang Yuan, where are you." "

This voice came suddenly, without warning. I was so frightened that I almost fell to the ground.

After Wushuang shouted this voice, the front was still empty, and there was no sound.

Mrs. Zhang waved her hand helplessly: "Let's go, let's look for it all the way." As long as Zhang Yuan is still here, we will definitely find a way. "

Wushuang walked into the little ghost pile, patted the shoulder of the little ghost, and asked loudly: "Little brother, do you know where Zhang Yuan is?" "

The little ghost originally looked at the two ghosts under the stone mill with a fierce face. Hearing Wushuang call him, he raised his head suddenly. In an instant, the fierce look on his face disappeared. turned into a lewd smile: "Oops, the chick looks good." If you stay with me, I'll tell you. "

Wushuang was furious, pulled out the peachwood sword in his hand, and cut off the little ghost's head with a single sword.

The imp let out a wail, and the rest of his body threw itself to the ground. Then the two hands kept groping forward. I want to put my head back.

The fat man flew up and kicked the imp's head away.

The head groaned and bumped into a bald man. The big man was furious, crushed the head with one kick, and strode over.

The little imp who had been groping for his head stopped, and he held his neck and trembled. After a few moments, a new head slowly grew on it.

At this time, the bald man had already arrived. He roared angrily, reached out and lifted the imp, stuffed it into the millstone, and spun the stone mill around.

I watched this little ghost's body be crushed into powder little by little.

In the face of the cannibalism of the little ghosts, Wushuang was unconcerned, and she patted the bald man on the shoulder again: "Big brother, have you ever seen Zhang Yuan?" "

After saying this, she shook the peachwood sword in her hand. I guess that as long as this big man dares to say something indiscriminate, Wushuang will definitely cut off his head with a sword.

However, the bald man didn't seem to know anything about it, and he turned his head and stared at Wushuang viciously. Immediately, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he picked up Wushuang and stuffed it into the stone mill. Then his other hand began to push the stone grinder rapidly, and Wushuang looked like it was about to be crushed.

I let out a loud shout, and handed out the peachwood sword in my hand. I want to save Wushuang.

However, Wushuang is obviously not a person to be slaughtered. She had already kicked the big man back a few times, and then stood up from the stone.

Immediately, the peachwood sword in his hand swung out and slashed at the bald man's head, which was very powerful, and the big man's head was about to move.

However, Mrs. Zhang shouted, "Wait. "

Wushuang looked at Mrs. Zhang dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong?" "

Mrs. Zhang said, "Don't kill him. Ask him if there is any news of Zhang Yuan. "

Wushuang nodded, shaved off the bald man's arm with a sword, and asked, "Where is Zhang Yuan?" "

The bald man was grabbed by a few of us, and he had no ability to resist at all. His arm was cut off, and he cried out in pain. However, he didn't answer Wushuang's question, just stared at Wushuang viciously.

Wushuang frowned: "Still a ruthless character?" Then, her mahogany sword swung again.

When the tip of the sword slashed into the Great Han's skin. The big man suddenly said: "I don't know the Dao, I really don't know the Dao, I've never heard of this name." "

Wushuang sneered: "I thought you little ghosts only knew how to kill people, and they couldn't speak." "

The bald man muttered: "That's not it" He spoke in a very small voice, Wushuang didn't hear it clearly, and couldn't help but lean over: "What did you say?" "

At this time, the big man suddenly opened his mouth and bit Wushuang's neck violently.

We exclaimed, and finally dragged the big man away. Rao is like this, and Wushuang was also frightened by this sudden change of color.

Mrs. Zhang raised her hand and slapped the big man on the chest, knocking him away. The bald man fell to the place where the ghosts were most dense, and he was quickly torn apart.

Mrs. Zhang sighed: "So far, I have to make the old ghost a puppet in advance. It's a pity that the environment here is not good, and if you try to do it, I'm afraid it will alarm the people outside. "

The mule said, "Actually, the old ghost should not know the way. In this kind of place, the judge is very reluctant to come in. The bad luck is definitely not coming. What's more, the old ghost is not favored by the judges. Such insider information should not let him know. "

Mrs. Zhang nodded disappointedly: "In that case." You don't have to take any risks. It's just not the Dao, how long will it take to find Zhang Yuan if you look for them one by one like this. "

Wushuang shouted angrily again: "Zhang Yuan, where are you?" "

This voice attracted five or six imps. Wushuang asked one by one: "Have you seen Zhang Yuan?" Seeing that a few imps didn't react, he killed them one by one.

We are in a time of sorrow. Suddenly, there was a tremor under his feet. Immediately after, a little imp came out of the ground covered in dust.

As soon as he appeared, he was caught by the evil spirits around him, pulled and pulled, and was about to be killed.

Before the little ghost died, he was in pain and shouted with joy: "The tunnel has been dug through, Lao Tzu is going to escape." "

As soon as the imp finished shouting, he died.

There are two places in this world where life is cheap. One is here, because every soul has countless chances to die and countless chances to live, and for them, being alive is simply torture. In another place, let's not say here, there are more human lives in the hands, and no matter how much the price is, it seems a little cheaper.

After the death of this little ghost, the rest of the evil spirits did not feel anything wrong. They look for other opponents again, intending to kill again.

I stared at the place where the imp had died, and a moment later, he came back to life. Then he pulled his neck and shouted again: "Dig the tunnel"

Before he could finish his words, a stream of water gushed out of the tunnel under his feet, and immediately submerged him.