Volume 1 One Hundred Years of Difu Chapter 3 Yellow Springs

"Although this is big, it is also dominated by others, so why should I ......" Meng Po said halfway, her eyes staring at the slightly shaking fire.

"Meng Po...... Sister...... This, this should be the underworld, right?" I bluntly diverted the topic, which can be regarded as popularizing knowledge for myself.

"Yes and no. I know that what you call the underworld is the underworld, but there is more to the underworld than the underworld. The underworld is very big, too big for you to imagine......" Meng Po raised her head slightly, smiled at me, and then said quietly.

I don't know how much time passed, until the teacup in my hand was filled with tea a few times, and the kettle on the stove was filled with water again, that Meng Po stopped talking.

"Now you understand, right?" Meng Po asked.

"Hmm. I nodded.

Through Meng Po's narration, I finally have an extremely vague understanding of the underworld. It's just like the human world I'm in, except that all the people here have become ghosts. This is a place where absolute strength is respected, and it is dangerous and commonplace. There is also time here, the most important thing for people here is time, one day in the world, and a hundred years in the underworld. When she said this, Meng Po's eyes did not have any distance.

"These are three sets of exercises, study them well. Meng Po's fingers flicked slightly, and three rays of light instantly rushed into my head.

It hurts! it hurts! the pain of wanting to split your head open.

I don't know how much time passed, but I woke up, and my head still had some swelling pain, but I was able to endure it.

"Not bad. When Meng Po saw me wake up, she stared at me with a smile and said a good word.

There are three more sets of exercises in the head, one is called soul purification, one is called body refinement, and one is called broken mountain. One of the three sets of exercises is to exercise the soul, one is to exercise the body, and the other is to control the strength, in short, I can only understand so much now.

"You are still in the form of a ghost, just cultivate to cleanse your soul, as for the refining body, remember that you must have a physical body before you can cultivate, as for the broken mountain, you can do whatever you want. "Meng Po made a joke with my name.

"Good. I nodded in agreement.

"Then goodbye. Meng Po waved her hand, and when the time came out in front of me, I appeared in a strange place again.

The eyes are full of yellow sand, and a gust of wind blows through the yellow sand, and the eyes can't see. Occasionally, you can see some trees that have already died, and the sound of the dead branches being swept by the wind and gravel is even more desolate.

"This ...... What kind of place is this?" I felt that my head was a little confused, Sister Meng, you can see you again, you want me to never see you again, right?

Suddenly there was a booming sound behind him, it was the sound of horses' hooves.

Turning around, a team of people and horses not far away rushed over arrogantly, the whip in his hand was even more crackling, the whip was whipped on the "horse" under the crotch, the horse was in pain, and the running speed became faster and faster.

"Lonely Soul Wild Ghost!" the leader had already rushed to a position only a dozen meters away from me, and with a roar of anger in his mouth, the horsewhip in his hand had already slashed his head and face and pulled it down towards me.

I didn't have time to think, my head shrank and I was already jumping to the side. Not to mention what will happen if the horsewhip is drawn, it is scraped by the war horse that looks more than two meters tall and is neatly draped all over the body, I guess this ghost life will have to be explained here.

Call!

The whip whistled past with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

"Huh?" the visitor seemed surprised, so the next moment, the horse stopped and the man next to me stood up.

"Soul, dare to trespass into the underworld!" the man had already jumped up from his horse, and with a cry in the air, his palm became a claw, and he grabbed me fiercely by the neck.

Domineering! It's too domineering! Are you fucking arresting people indiscriminately and not telling the evidence?

Boom!

The man flew out, and I slowly withdrew my right foot. Your uncle, do you really think that Lao Tzu can be bullied casually? I'll kick you to death, bastard.

It was only then that I could see who was coming. He was dressed in neat armor, dark yellow in color, and a long sword hung from his waist, and on the hilt was a hideous ghost head.

I'm going, is it so unlucky? This is clearly the Yin soldier Meng Po said, who is responsible for escorting ghosts, and at the same time, he is the least likely to treat ghosts as people. As soon as I woke up in the underworld, I gave the "troops" a kick first, and I felt a little chill in my neck.

"Look for death! you can't be left behind!" the person who came, obviously the leader of the group, shouted again, and the long sword he carried with him had been drawn, and then he pounced on it.

In the hundred years of Naihe, I don't know how many times I have died, and now I may not be afraid of death. What's more, although I don't know any spells, skills, or anything, but my strength is really great, and I used half of my strength in that kick just now.

The long sword slashed into the air, trembling and slashing towards the ground, and the next moment the long sword flew out, along with the person holding the long sword. Again, I slowly withdrew my right foot.

"Let's go together!" a dozen people hula had already surrounded me, and the light of the long sword in his hand was extremely dazzling.

One is okay, I really don't have the ability of Uncle Ip Man, one fights ten. So I ran, and I didn't drag the mud and water in the slightest.

Behind him is naturally the sound of shouting and chasing, since ancient times only these Yin soldiers fight ghosts, when have I met such an arrogant ghost, come up and kick my boss twice, so now these Yin soldiers who are chasing me have surprisingly the same inner thoughts - kill me! You must kill me! Immediately!

Everyone is working hard, the Yin soldiers are chasing me desperately, and I am trying to control the speed, because I can still do it if I beat one or two.

So when the distance between the group of Yin soldiers was completely widened, I stopped, and the moment I turned around, the captain of the Yin soldiers behind me had no chance to react because of my sudden pause, and he had already flown out for the third time, and this time I flew out with him, and I had already rushed towards the other Yin soldier behind me.

After a few sets of grappling fists, more than a dozen Yin soldiers all looked at me with angry faces and fell to the ground. After all, if your hands and feet are tied, it will be difficult for even a Yin soldier to stand firmly.

What is this place?, I asked the captain of the Yin Soldiers.

Hmph! The answer to me was a cold snort.

Ambitious!

In a flash of light, the sword was already on the captain's neck.

"You're looking down on me, hehe. The captain grinned at me, no expression in his eyes.

"That's good. The sword withdrew, and the next moment it stabbed furiously into the captain's chest.

"Huangquan! Huangquan! This is Huangquan Road! Please don't kill our captain. A voice shouted eagerly.

With the beginning, the rest was easy to do, so a moment later, I wore the armor of a Yin soldier, rode a war horse and ran, still carrying the map of Huangquan Road in my arms, leaving a bunch of Yin soldiers who were tied up like zongzi.