Chinese The paper burned out, burned to ashes, mixed with the curling smoke, and was sucked into our noses, with the crisp sound of Bai Jingjing, I felt my body light and floated.

Turning my head, I found myself sitting cross-legged with a stick of incense lit in front of me and a large rooster in my hand.

This feeling is very strange, I stretched out my hand and wanted to touch myself, but before I could touch it, Doudou hugged me and said anxiously

"Don't move!" I paused, and the touch that Doudou gave me was real, as if it were real. I reached out and touched Doudou's hand, her hand was fleshy, soft, just a little cold.

"Take your hands away!" I wanted to touch it again, but Bai Jingjing slapped me, dragged Doudou into his arms, and looked at me vigilantly.

The bean's head was lowered, and the roots of his ears were red.

"The first time I went out of my body, I was a little curious!" I briefly explained, immediately diverted the topic, and asked

"How do we get there?"

"Walk on your feet!" Bai Jingjing glanced at me, pulled Doudou and walked straight to the door. Just like Bai Jingjing said, opening the door with your hands and walking with your feet seems to be no different from when you are not out of your body, but everything in your eyes is slightly different.

As far as the eye could see, everything was bleak, the walls, the stairs, the handrails, everything smelled of decay.

All the way down, when you came to the first floor, there was already a long line downstairs. A grim-looking man of various shapes lined up towards the iron door inside.

From the looks alone, they all died in different ways. Those who are missing arms and legs should be hit by a car, those who are uninjured and unscarred should die, and those who are wet should be drowned.

I was about to continue watching when I suddenly realized that something was wrong, it was winter, it was already frozen, how could there be drowning?

I looked up at the man again, and through the gap in my wet hair, two grim eyes shot out.

"Humph!" Bai Jingjing seemed to feel something, stomped her foot, made a muffled sound, two cold eyes disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

"Let's go!" Doudou seemed to have experienced this situation, his little face was tense, revealing a majesty, and we led the way in front.

With her in front, the long queue automatically gave way to a passage and let us go first. When I entered the iron door, I felt something, and when I looked back, the unit door opened just then, and a beautiful face came into my sight.

She also noticed that I was looking at her at the same time, and winked at me with a big smile.

"She knows me!" With such a look of doubt, I stepped through the iron door, and a narrow passage appeared in front of me.

The passage was about fifty meters wide, about the same width as the corridor of the hospital, no one spoke, and as at the beginning, everyone moved forward in silence.

The moment we walked out of the passage, a slightly dilapidated lobby appeared in front of us, and the style of the lobby was similar to that of the county government hall seen on TV.

There was a pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a broken book on the table, but there was no county official. Before I came, Bai Jingjing popularized science for me, this level is called household registration, and there will be a land on the stage to help check household registration.

If I'm not mistaken, the tattered book on the table should be the local "Household Book". Under normal circumstances, the land will take the "household register" to verify whether the deceased belongs to the local clan, whether he has died in the dead and whether he has religious beliefs.

And the passage into the underworld is on both sides of the hall table, under normal circumstances, the light on the right is bright, leading to the Western Elysium, and the left and right are extremely dark, leading to the Yellow Spring Road of the Netherworld.

But now, the left and right sides are all pitch black, revealing an air of decay. The Yin Spirits who came in the line did not hesitate, and walked straight to the left, which led to the Netherworld.

In fact, I am now full of doubts, since there is an underworld and a netherworld, where have the gods and Buddhas gone? And these Yin Spirits, why did they go to the left, according to Bai Jingjing's popular science information, this way should have been escorted by Yin soldiers with Soul Hook cards.

But now, there are no Yin soldiers, and there are no soul hook cards, these Yin Souls seem to be attracted by some kind of breath, and they can't help but walk towards Huangquan Road.

Doudou gave the message that everything was normal, and I followed her and walked with the group into the passage on the left.

As the saying goes, there are no young and old on Huangquan Road, and the moment I entered, I felt a throbbing from the bottom of my heart.

Looking up, there is no sun, moon and stars, looking down, there is no land dust, looking forward, there is no Yangguan Continent, only pitch black.

The originally quiet team also made a wave, some hesitated, some muttered, and some cried and screamed.

"Leave it alone, move on!" Doudou said softly. Bai Jingjing and I nodded at the same time and continued along the Huangquan Road.

I don't know how long it took, but a little light appeared in front of us, and a small river with a ghostly light appeared in front of us.

The creek is not very wide, about five meters or so, and the water is so clear and turbid that occasionally a human face emerges and disappears immediately.

A stone bridge spans both banks, and there is a stone tablet at the head of the bridge, on which there are three blood-red characters - Nai He Bridge.

After stepping onto the bridge, Doudou paused, a look of confusion appeared in his eyes, and muttered to himself

"The river is the Lechuan River, and the bridge is the Nai He Bridge!" I was a little surprised that this small river, which was only five meters wide and barely able to flow, turned out to be the Lechuan River, which was really a bit unexpected by me!

The legendary Lechuan River is rushing endlessly, and there are countless resentful souls falling into the water, and the sound of wailing is endless, but this small river, only occasionally one or two hideous faces appear, which is completely inconsistent with the legend.

But if you think about it, it's understandable, the land and the city are gone, and it's not surprising that the Lechuan River has become a small ditch.

There is also the Nai He Bridge, which is a very common small bridge, except for the monument at the head of the bridge is a bit bluffing, there is nothing special about it.

After sighing for a while, Doudou's face became resolute again, and she slowly exhaled a breath and continued to walk with us.

After getting off the Nai He Bridge, a stone platform about two stories high appeared in our sight, and Doudou said that this was Wangxiang Terrace.

Wangxiangtai, as the name suggests, is to look back at the hometown, look back at the stone platform between the yang, after the Wangxiangtai, there is no way back, continue to move forward, is the real yin and yang isolation.

Under normal circumstances, from the first level of household registration, to Huangquan Road, to the Lechuan River and Nai He Bridge, this road will take at least two or three days, and when you arrive at Wangxiangtai, the body of the yang world is also at the time of burial.

But now, everything is simple, there is no land official inspection of household registration, there is no ghost blocking the road, and there is no blackmail by the yin soldiers, so we can rush to Wangxiangtai in a short time.

After coming down from the Wangxiang Terrace, I didn't take a few steps when suddenly there was a sound of a dog barking, and there was a confusion in the yin in front of me.

The further you walked, the louder and frantically the dog barked, and it was creepy to hear, and there was a faint miserable howl.

"Be careful!" Doudou's expression became more and more solemn, and he pulled out a wooden rooster from his arms, which was the one we were holding in the flesh.

Bai Jingjing and I also pulled the out of our arms, I thought it would be useful on the return trip, but I didn't expect it to be used.

"Vicious Dog Ridge has arrived!" Doudou said softly, staring at the front with his eyes fixedly in front. Vicious Dog Ridge is the fifth stop of this trip, if there are Yin soldiers to follow, there is no need to be afraid at all, but now there is nothing, we can only rely on ourselves.

Turning a small hill in front of us, a mountain appeared in front of us, and under the mountain, groups of vicious dogs were tearing at those ghosts.

The dogs are very fierce, each one is the size of a calf, with an iron mouth and steel teeth, and their fur is shiny, and they will not let go easily every time they bite a ghost, and they will not stop until they tear off their legs and feet.

Those yin spirits were rolling on the ground, wailing, and moving forward with difficulty, according to Bai Jingjing's popular science before, people cultivated related cards, beast cultivation had thunder tribulations, and yin souls turned into ghosts and experienced calamities.

The calamity of the Yin Soul, one is the Evil Dog Ridge, and the other is the Jinji Mountain, these two levels are the process and calamity that the Yin Soul must go through to become a ghost.

I am reminded of a burial custom, that is, when a person dies, he must hold dry food and a dog beating stick in the palm of his hand.

In the past, I thought this was a custom that was broken out blindly, but it turned out that the roots were here, and the dim sum and dog beating stick were to deal with the vicious dogs in the vicious dog ridge.

Behind every old custom, there is a hidden truth behind the scenes. Cat flutter Chinese