Chapter Seventy-Two: The Underground Palace
The Cerberus of the Mustard Boat went through the whole time after that incident.
was arranged by the king of Hades on a secret mission, and he must follow the mustard boat all day long, and his salary is doubled.
That's what put Cerberus at ease.
Then it roared and rushed into the village like a black bolt of lightning.
"That ......" A voice the size of a mosquito sounded, and if it weren't for the ghost power of the mustard boat that was infiltrating this area, she would have almost thought she had heard it wrong.
The child pinched the corners of his clothes and hid timidly behind a tree.
It was an old locust tree.
The locust tree is inherently evil, and Mustard Boat didn't realize that he should be like this at first.
"Are you the ghost of this village?" Mustard Zhou looked at him, but the soul hook lock in his hand was not withdrawn, no one knows how long this kind of little ghost has been wandering in the world, and if he is not careful, he is likely to die in Huangquan.
The little ghost only showed one head, swallowed his saliva, and looked at the soul hook lock that was chilling all over, he couldn't help but shudder, "Are you impermanent?" The village chief said, let me tell all the impermanence who came here, it's better to leave quickly, that person is too strong, you can't beat it. â
Hearing this, Mustard looked at him.
"Your so-called village chief, aren't you afraid that you will be taken in by impermanence?"
The little ghost shook his head, "My soul is tied to this locust tree, the locust tree is hundreds of years old, there are tree spirits, you can't take me away." â
As soon as he heard this, he was happy.
Her Evil Soul Mirror specializes in this kind of thing, but it seems to be of some use to keep this little ghost.
"Do you know who the person you say is?" Instead of leaving, the mustard boat flew to the tree, sat on the branch, and looked at the imp.
Her hand touched the trunk of the tree.
Dryads are sleeping.
That's why this little ghost is so scared, after all, the tree spirit is rarely sober on weekdays.
She knocked on the tree, "Are you so sure the ghost can't touch this guy?" â
She pouted.
If it weren't for the fact that the king of Hades said that the ghost cha couldn't shoot indiscriminately, she really wanted to kill it directly, but there were many Taoist formations in the human race that still shocked them from the ghost cha.
After all, ghosts are ghosts after all.
Mustard Boat is also afraid that this formation will hurt himself, so he can't take too much risk.
"Did you just let Cerberus in?" The imp still hides behind a tree and refuses to come out.
Mustard nodded, "What's wrong?" â
"You're smart," the little imp boasted, "the ghosts who came before were stupid and rushed straight in, and that person didn't dare to kill the ghosts and cause trouble, but in the end he would just play the ghosts and throw them out." â
Mustard Boat raised his eyebrows, Cerberus is not afraid of formations or anything, it is an underground common creature in the Eastern and Western worlds, simply put, its physique is relatively special.
It's like a zombie, it goes to the underworld and doesn't go to the underworld.
However, Mustard snorted, "Your gloating tone is really unpleasant." â
She hugged her arms and said.
The little imp glanced at her.
"Don't waste your efforts, even the Cerberus can't find them, you better go back, besides, even if Lord Yama comes, it shouldn't be easy to do."
The little ghost spoke again.
Instead of paying attention to him, Cerberus jumped off the tree, and the Cerberus had already rushed back, and the oni had a special way of communicating with the Cerberus.
Anyway, only the owner of the Cerberus can understand the meaning of the Cerberus.
"Woohoo!"
"Oh! I see. Mustard nodded.
"Woohoo!"
"How old? How to get in? â
"Woohoo!"
Sailors watched this series of operations.
I didn't understand what the anchor was doing.
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"Is the anchor talking to a dog?"
"Upstairs, that's not an ordinary dog, that's a dog in hell."
"Uh...... That's not still a dog. â
"Oh too! (*īŋŖmīŋŖ)â
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Everyone couldn't understand the operation of the mustard boat, so they didn't continue to comment.
But Mustard Boat has already understood.
There is a large underground palace underneath this village.
There are a lot of ghosts and ghosts in the dungeon, as well as those villagers, but the villagers' situation is not very good, and it seems that they are affected by the yin qi in this dungeon.
Mustard Boat snapped his fingers, and the fog rose everywhere, and when the fog cleared, the Cerberus, which was originally only the size of half an adult's arm, directly turned into a body larger than an adult tiger.
There were even two other heads.
Mustard boat sat directly on the Cerberus.
"Little brat, you won't know about the affairs of the dungeon, and you can't be a strong imp all the time here, and the relationship with that person must be extraordinary." Mustard looked at the little ghost with a smile, and she patted the head in the middle of the Cerberus.
"Let's go."
She couldn't float in.
But I can find something to take her in.
I saw that the little ghost squinted his eyes, and it was the first time he had met such a ghost who was not easy to deceive.
It's really unlucky.
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"What is the dungeon?"
"Good fellow, that kid is pretending? Then why didn't you accept him? â
"Am I the only one watching this Cerberus? That's too cool, isn't it? â
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Mustard Zhou looked at the surrounding houses and explained: "The underground palace is for raising ghosts, and the evil people in ancient times liked to do this, raising ghosts and fighting ghosts, and cultivating powerful ghosts to compete with the underworld." â
But this kind of dungeon should have been destroyed.
In the end, there are still fish that slip through the net.
"As for the little brat," she paused, she had been deceived at first, and she hadn't noticed until Cerberus had come back to talk to her, "that the evil men are no less capable than the Taoists, and the spell that separates the ghost from the tree spirit is not without it. â
"He can always be there safe and sound, more to mislead the ghosts, if the ghosts do something to him, it will inevitably wake up the tree spirit of that tree, I took a look at the tree spirit, I am afraid that there are three hundred years of cultivation."
Without two black impermanence working together at the same time, it will definitely not be able to beat.
She took advantage of her cultivation.
"Finally, the hellhounds you said pulled the wind, their form is an attack form, and the hellhounds guarding the city in the dungeon are like this, and they are usually like ordinary dogs."
The main reason is that the real appearance of the Cerberus is too oppressive, and if the spirits see it, they are easily frightened, and it is also because of this reason that in addition to the Cerberus on the other side of hell in the underworld, there are also those who defend the city and have tasks.
The other Cerberus looks very acceptable to the oni.
Cerberus was not slow, and in a short time he ran to a dilapidated hut with the mustard boat.
She jumped off Cerberus.
The face is not very good.
There are too many formations here, which have more or less affected her.
"The entrance is in this room?"
Cerberus nodded.
Then it roared and slammed the door open with a claw.
In the dilapidated room, three neat coffins appeared in front of the mustard boat.