Grandma said that our lineage is born with the ability to communicate yin and yang, which is a talent we inherited from our ancestors.

Therefore, our body itself is a way to communicate with hell.

However, to open this path, we have to take great risks, and we are very likely to be sucked into hell and never be reborn.

I don't want to do this unless I have to, but this An Jianguo is too dangerous, once it becomes a green ghost, the entire mountain city will become a hell on earth.

I know that if I do this, some people may call me stupid, call me stupid, and be willing to sacrifice myself to save others, but the mountain city is my home, and I can't watch these tens of millions of people living in purgatory.

Besides, I'm not sure I'm going to die.

"Grandma, please, you must bless me." I whispered, and pulled a black sign out of my bag.

This card, which is pitch black throughout, is said to have been made of the dark iron of the eighteenth layer of hell, and it cannot even be burned by the true fire of Samadhi.

There is a small seal on the iron plate with the word "ginger", which is a token passed down from generation to generation in this vein, and a certificate to open the gates of hell.

I made up my mind, took the cinnabar out of my bag, and began to draw a rune circle around the chair, this rune circle looked simple, only a few strokes, but it almost exhausted all the spiritual power in my body.

I took a break, sat down in my chair, picked up the iron plate, stared at the word "ginger", and began to recite the name of hell.

"Tongue Pulling Hell, Scissors Hell, Iron Tree Hell, Mirror Hell......" I recited the names of all 18 hells, and then started again, and so on.

Gradually, I felt that my whole person had become nothing, and my brain was empty, as if the entire eighteen layers of hell were in my body.

The formation beneath my feet lit up with a golden light, and the land within the circle suddenly disappeared, turning into a pitch-black passage, and the cry of a terrible ghost came from the deepest part of the passage.

It's uncomfortable, it's very uncomfortable.

I felt something tearing at my body, as if it was going to tear me to pieces in the next moment, every muscle aching, every pore trembling.

It's only been a few seconds, and I'm almost overwhelmed.

At the same time, the road to hell under my feet emitted a powerful suction, and all the ghosts in the intensive care building were dragged over, one by one, into hell, sinking into the boundless darkness.

Every minute and every second, the pain continued to mount, and even though it was less than half a minute, it felt like I had spent a whole century.

I can't hold it anymore!

I felt red blood flowing from my nostrils and eyes, the skin on my body was cracking, and more and more ghosts were being dragged in, but there was no An Jianguo.

Dongfang Lei, what are they doing, why don't they attract it!

I held on for another ten seconds, and the rest of the ghosts were almost gone, and by this time I had become a bloody man, and my eyes hurt so badly that I felt like my eyeballs were about to explode.

Touch!

With a loud bang, the door was slammed open, and Dongfang Lei and Qiao Xuan were thrown in, sliding a few meters on the ground, and stopped in front of my formation.

Then, a tall figure rushed in, it was two meters long, the muscles on its body were clumped, like a raised hill, his face was blurred, he couldn't see his eyes and nose clearly, but the big blood-red mouth was particularly conspicuous.

An Jianguo is here!

"Tongue Pulling Hell, Scissors Hell, Iron Tree Hell!" My voice immediately rose an octave and became rapid, and An Jianguo took a few steps forward, and his movements suddenly became stiff.

The power of Hell is so powerful, even if it is as powerful as it, it will be pulled by that mysterious suction.

"Whew!" It threw its head up and roared, and suddenly countless mouths grew out of its body, and it screamed in unison, and the sound went straight to my eardrums, and I felt a pain in my ear, and blood flowed down my ear.

"Ahh I finally couldn't take it anymore and threw my head up and let out a cry of pain.

Dongfang Lei gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground: "Qiao Xuan, there is still one last step left, let's hurry up and drive it back to hell!" ”

With that, he turned around and wanted to leave, but he didn't expect to be slapped hard in the back, and the crisp sound of bones breaking sounded, and his whole body flew out and hit the wall hard.

His eyes widened in disbelief and he muttered, "This...... It couldn't be ......."

Qiao Xuan stood up from the ground, wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, suddenly showed a strange smile, his hands formed a magic seal, and then pushed it on me, a wave of qi swept towards me, I was lifted out, the road to hell under my feet disappeared in an instant, and I fell to the ground, dying.

My heart was extremely shocked, Qiao Xuan, it was actually him, he was the one behind the release of hellfire and subduing An Jianguo into a ghost servant!

"Why?" Dongfang Lei stared at him, his voice was weak, but there was a trace of incomprehension and anger, "Why you?" ”

As soon as Qiao Xuan waved his hand, An Jianguo stood obediently by his side, obedient as a slave.

"Dongfang, we've known each other for almost fifteen years, but you've never known me." Qiao Xuan said coldly, "From childhood to adulthood, all I have pursued is absolute strength, as long as I can become stronger, I am willing to sign a contract with the devil of hell." ”

Speaking of this, a strong ghost aura suddenly gushed out from his body, and Dongfang Lei was shocked: "You, what is that in your body?" ”

"Snow Ghost of the Heavenly Mountains." Qiao Xuan said, "The ghost of the twelfth layer of hell escaped from hell many years ago and lurked in the Tianshan Mountains, and it took me a lot of effort to sign a parasitic contract with it, so that my strength broke through the fourth grade. ”

Dongfang Lei gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Signing a parasitic contract with ghosts and goblins is absolutely forbidden in the X-Files Investigation Department, even in the cultivation world, it is also a forbidden technique, you will be rejected by everyone and become the target of everyone!" ”

Qiao Xuan said coldly: "Do you think I will care about this kind of thing?" ”

Dongfang Lei was speechless.

Qiao Xuan continued: "That old ghost Peng is my sworn enemy, and the wrong Xuansha Gathering Spirit Array was given to him by borrowing someone else's hand, and today's game was originally set up to kill him. This old ghost is weak and suspicious, and I spent a lot of time. Originally, everything was going well, but I didn't expect that you would also set your eyes on him and follow. I'm going to take advantage of both of you. ”

He turned his head to look at me: "It's you, Jiang Lin, you surprised me, a small second-grade, and inexperienced, can actually open the gates of hell." ”

I looked at him hatefully and didn't speak.

"Don't look at me like that, you should thank me, I saved your life, you have just reached the limit, only one step away, you will fall into hell and suffer endless pain."

I scoffed and didn't speak.

Now he is no longer a human, just a half-human and half-ghost monster, not much different from An Jianguo back then.

"What do you want to do now? Will they kill us? I asked.

"Do you think I'm afraid that the so-called righteous will come and encircle me?" He laughed, full of disdain, "I want them to try, I'm afraid they don't have the guts." ”

Dongfang Lei gritted his teeth and looked at him, his eyes full of pain.

Qiao Xuan glanced at him lightly and said, "I'll let you go this time, but next time, maybe I won't be so good at talking, so let's do it myself." ”

With that, he opened the window, jumped out, and quickly disappeared into the white mist, not long after he left, the fog began to gradually dissipate, and the sunlight that he had not seen for a long time once again shrouded the madhouse that had been abandoned for many years.

The ghost space is gone, and we don't have the slightest joy for the rest of our lives.

Dongfang Lei came over and helped me up, and I said, "You are such a bastard. ”

"He wasn't that kind of guy before." Dongfang Lei said a word and was silent.

I sighed, Qiao Xuan didn't kill us today, because his conscience was still clear, but he was parasitic and fused with the powerful ghosts in hell, and sooner or later he would be swallowed by the resentment of hell and become a ghost who did all kinds of evil.

Dongfang Lei's gaze became firm: "If there really is such a day, I will kill him with my own hands." ”

It didn't take long for the cars and helicopters of the X-Archives Research Office to surround the madhouse, and Hu Yalin, the leader of the fourth group, came in person, she heard about Qiao Xuan's matter, her face was ugly, and she said that she would report it to the headquarters of the capital and ask the headquarters to deal with it.

However, this is all their internal affair and has nothing to do with me.