The light here is completely different from the yang, and there is a yin aura in the obscurity.

There is no sun and moon in the underworld, and there is no life, and there is a mist between heaven and earth, giving people a dull feeling of dark clouds pressing down.

Everything was so lifeless.

When the shadow horse reached the light, he stopped.

It's not that it doesn't want to go anymore, it's that the river is blocking the way.

This great river is magnificent, about thousands of zhang wide, and it is so stunned in front of us.

The river is surging, and from time to time there are dry bones rising, which looks extremely gloomy.

There are a few large white boats on the river, and a few more are docked on the shore.

It can be seen that the big ships are full of different kinds of dead souls.

The ones on the shore were being driven by the ghosts and got onto the boat.

This is the Lethe River, right?

Looking closely at these dead souls, most of them look desperate.

There are older ones, who seem to be worried about their children, with tears in their eyes, and they can't help but look back frequently.

There are middle-aged people, perhaps because they feel that they are parents and have not fulfilled their full responsibilities, so they cry.

There are young people who probably think that they died young, too sorry, and cry silently.

Of course, there are some sycophants who actually use their whole body to solve their problems, and spit lotus flowers to please the ghost......

We put away the yin horse and put down the yin boat.

When the ghost saw our actions, he decided that we were yincha, and ignored me and the eighth year of the first month, and continued to drive away the souls of the dead.

It's just that this scene is really chaotic and sour.

But how can we control all this?

After sighing for a while, I stepped on the yin boat with the eighth year of junior high school.

The yin boat has no oars and no oars, and it does not need to be driven but goes all the way, and the cloak breaks the waves.

"Boom ......"

I and Hachichi were standing on the bow of the boat, looking in all directions, and a loud bang came from afar.

Not far away, a white boat suddenly burst out of flames.

"Not good! Someone is coming to snatch the soul again! ”

The ghosts on the shore shouted after the loud noise.

But they can only shout.

After all, the white boat had reached the middle of the river, and it was beyond the reach of the whip.

It's just that this fire comes and goes faster.

After a flash, it disappeared without a trace.

"Go and report it, and find out who was robbed? Who did it? ”

It was an official-looking ghost who spoke.

"Yes."

A ghost pawn went away.

"How...... How could anyone come here to snatch a soul? ”

Chu Hachi was shocked by the scene in front of him, and asked me tremblingly.

I gave him a blank look: "Don't forget, what are we here for?" ”

"Let's ......"

The eighth year of junior high school was choked by my question.

I suddenly felt amused: "You are also a Taoist disciple, don't you know that this journey from the Lechuan River to the Naihe Bridge is the most likely to cause accidents?" ”

Chu Ba shook his head repeatedly: "What do you mean?" ”

"Before drinking Meng Po soup, these dead souls still have memories of their lives, and naturally some people don't want to die. Besides, these dead souls are still living souls, and there are many uses for living souls, and after being snatched up by the mighty, they can die for others. There are also some evil cultivators who specialize in catching souls to harm people......"

The boat was very fast, and there was only the sound of the wind in my ears, and after a while, it reached the opposite shore.

On the other side is Huangquan Road.

Put away the yin boat, and I and the eighth year stepped on the yin horse again.

The horse's hooves were gained, and the cry was sad.

I can't help but sigh that everyone in the world says that Huangquan Road is difficult to walk, but I can't let go of everything I had when I was alive.

When the crying faded, there was a high stone platform at the end of Huangquan Road, and a stone bridge was connected to it.

The stone platform was filled with bursts of dark light, and these gloomy lights came from the three blood-red characters.

Wangxiang Terrace.

This Wangxiang Terrace was originally made by Guanyin Bodhisattva in order to sympathize with sentient beings and not want to die, and to remember the true feelings of their relatives at home.

Standing on the lookout platform, the soul of the dead can take one last look at his hometown and homeland, and can take a last look at his living relatives.

At this time, all the ghosts on the Wangxiang Terrace were hideous, thinking that they realized that they would be completely disconnected from the Yang World from now on, and they were in great pain.

I can't help but think of a saying.

Once you arrive at Wangxiangtai, you can't come back to your hometown from afar......

On the stone bridge behind it, there was a pavilion, and in the pavilion was a large cauldron, and an old woman stood by the pot, constantly scooping the soup and handing it to the dead souls passing by.

Needless to say, this is Meng Po.

After drinking Meng Po soup, you will forget everything in your life, that is, Da Luo Jin Immortal will go down to earth, and it will be difficult for your soul to return to your hometown.

When the dead soul came here, most of them had already accepted the fact that they were dead, and although they looked sad, they also lined up to pick up the bowl from Meng Po in an orderly manner.

Naturally, you can also skip Meng Po soup.

Those who do not drink need to jump into the yellow spring, float and sink in the spring water for thousands of years, and then reincarnate with the memories of their past lives.

Fat people are such people.

However, as far as I and the eighth year of junior high school have seen, no one has jumped into the Yellow Spring.

After all, a thousand years is too long, and ordinary people can't get through it.

These are just a fleeting moment.

It didn't stop talking, and soon we heard the barking of dogs.

The screams grew louder and louder, and the ears became more and more creepy.

We're on Vicious Dog Ridge.

The vicious dogs on the ridge were as big as calves, their eyes were red, their fierce lights flashed, their heads were bared with fangs, and the corners of their mouths were covered with rotten flesh and blood foam.

Every dead soul who came here was trembling, and they threw the dog-beating cakes in their hands to the vicious dogs.

It's just that after these vicious dogs finished eating, they turned their faces and didn't recognize it, and they still pounced.

The big dog cake in the hands of the dead soul is actually a half-cooked cake made of coarse grains such as sorghum and corn, mixed with steamed hair, in order to bribe the evil dog.

After eating this cake, the vicious dog will be merciful when it bites.

This is nothing more than a folk rumor, and as far as we can see today, those vicious dogs did not show the slightest favoritism.

Not to mention that the magic clothes made by the eighth year of junior high school really worked.

The vicious dogs on Vicious Dog Ridge, although fierce, did not notice us at all.

I passed the most dangerous part of the eighth section with a great deal of success.

Chu Ba sat behind me and praised his master for his foresight.

After passing the Vicious Dog Ridge, we arrived at Jinji Mountain.

In fact, the Golden Rooster Mountain of Vicious Dog Ridge is a level that every deceased soul must pass through, and it is also a special level set up in the underworld.

In this way, it is used to punish those who slaughtered chickens and dogs before their deaths.

Jinjiling is very sad.

Originally, we were going to go fast and pass with lightning speed.

Unexpectedly, a huge rooster stopped us.

This chicken is more than one meter tall, with an iron-clawed eagle hooking its beak and a mighty end.

As soon as we arrived at Jinji Mountain, it fluttered its wings and swooped at us.

With this pounce, a large group of chickens with white feathers and red crests pounced on us together.

Their wings flickered and flickered, and the wind blew so hard that we couldn't open our eyes.

Those claws as sharp as knives are like iron rakes, and when they go down, they tear off a piece of flesh alive.

Fortunately, Chu Ba and I swallowed the secret medicine that can paralyze the nerves in advance, otherwise it would hurt people to death.

Yin Ma is also very spiritual, flashing left and right, and finally rushed out.

Rao was like this, and all of our clothes were pecked into strips of cloth......