"Current known information: Knocking on the heart and the reincarnation path are the main means of testing human beings in the underworld, and those who pass will be recognized by the underworld and become one of the substitutes."

"This matter involves the contact between Hades and the human world, please be sure to keep up with the Ember Apostle."

Torch message prompts came to mind one after another.

Yan Jing, who was standing behind Bai Ruosu, was a little confused at this time.

You must know that unlike Bai Ruosu, who is only dedicated to doing things for the underworld and guarding the capital, he came to this world with other purposes.

The old man who guided them just now may have been just an ordinary believer in the underworld in Bai Ruosu's eyes, but in Yan Jing's opinion, the special spiritual energy that lingered around the other party no longer warned him all the time that it was best not to act rashly.

Yan Jing didn't want to attract the attention of the underworld at such a time.

After all, from the previous performance of the torch, it knew that it could not interfere too much in this world, and if it attracted the attention of the king of Yama, it would be regarded as an invading evil......

Regardless of the fate of the torch, Yan Jing was afraid that he would have to walk in the eighteenth layer of hell in the underworld, and he would still get a one-way ticket.

Because of this, seeing Bai Ruosu cross the two statues in front of the temple, Yan Jing hesitated a little.

In order to complete a third of the main quest, it seems a little unworthwhile to venture in such a place?

"Hades is only responsible for setting up the test, and it doesn't care about the number of people who are tested."

"The imprint of belonging to the apostle will disappear for a short time, and you will become the same person as Bai Ruosu, and you will be tested by the level."

"If it goes well, you'll also get a special reward!"

Xu is knowing that time is pressing, and the torch said very clearly this time, if it wants to figure out the connection between the underworld and this world, it is naturally not enough to just watch Bai Ruosu's test, but it needs Yan Jing to also participate.

To put it bluntly, the two tests of the temple are more like a special mechanism set up in advance.

It is only responsible for testing the participants, and does not care whether it is one person or two people who enter today.

Bai Ruosu thought that he was bringing in a soul warrior, but he didn't know that Yan Jing had entered as a human being.

What's more, once the threshold is crossed, the test begins.

Bai Ruosu's attention would inevitably be all focused on his own test, and he didn't bother to observe Yan Jing at all.

This was undoubtedly an opportunity for Yan Jing.

He was still a little hesitant before, and when he heard that he could also have a reward, he almost immediately thought of the spirit mask in his hand.

No longer hesitating, Yan Jing resolutely stepped up to keep up with Bai Ruosu.

Things did turn out as he thought.

When it came to the future development of himself and Bai Fu, Bai Ruosu had already put all his distracting thoughts behind him, walked between the two statues without squinting, stepped on the stairs, and came to the vermilion hall door.

Brilliant pale gold carvings spread throughout the door, and the golden sunlight casts on it, shining brightly.

Take a deep breath.

Bai Ruosu stretched out his hand to push open the door, and his eyes couldn't wait to squeeze in through the crack in the door.

The expected statues of the gods of Hades did not appear in front of him.

The interior of the hall she saw was nothing more than a large, empty room, with a planked floor, a pale yellow futon in the center, and an ordinary oil lamp in front of it.

Raising his feet and stepping into the threshold, without extra guidance, Bai Ruosu walked forward to the position where the futon was.

Sit cross-legged.

What form will the test take, and what kind of response should you make......

No matter how much preparation you have made before you come.

When it came to the end, Bai Ruosu still inevitably thought about what would happen next and what he might experience.

Soon she realized that the breath she exhaled was actually colorful!

They spilled out of their mouths and noses, dissipating in mid-air at first, and it wasn't long before they converged in one place, flowing towards the center of the lamp, where wick-soaked oil flowed

Go.

The brownish-yellow oil was imperceptibly dyed with the same color, like a palette, and the many colors were mixed together, and the wick soaked in it was also affected.

A certain moment.

A strange flame ignited at the tip of the wick.

It emits a faint colored light that represents the seven emotions and six desires.

Their provider, Bai Ruosu, had already hung his head on the futon and fell into a deep sleep.

Her test has begun.

Yan Jing faced a completely different situation.

If he was really a low-level soul warrior, he should have waited quietly outside the hall at this time, but who made him one of the tested.

The moment Bai Ruosu pushed open the door of the hall, his consciousness appeared in a brief trance.

......

The shaky old cabin.

Thunder mixed with the sound of surging waves came from outside the cabin for a moment.

The dim light of the chandelier swayed back and forth, swaying over the light red bracelets, picture frames, and props of sketches on the bedside table.

At the junction of the bracelet, there is a "Fu" knot, which looks like someone has woven it by hand, and in the picture frame is a family portrait of a family of three, with a middle-aged couple on the left and right, with a kind and happy smile on their faces.

In the middle of the two stood a young man wearing black-framed glasses, a thin figure, and a very shy look.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Someone outside slammed the hatch in a hurry, shouting in a thick voice,

"Yan Jing, don't huddle in the quilt like a, don't you want to experience life, hurry up and do things!"

The knocking on the door continued for more than ten seconds, and it didn't stop until the man outside was scolding.

On the bed against the wall in the room, a thick futon gradually loosened.

The young man reached out and fumbled for the glasses next to the pillow, the white vest was loose and drooping, and the fine skin and tender flesh were outside, and he knew at a glance that he had not exercised at all.

"Got it, come right away."

He responded timidly, listened attentively, and found that there was no movement outside, and the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

took out his mobile phone and looked at it, but there was still no signal, and the facial features of his whole face couldn't help but wrinkle together.

"Yan Jing, Yan Jing, you are such a fool, why did you have to follow Uncle Zheng's boat when you were hot-headed, now it's okay, in the event of a storm, it will be a question of whether you can go back."

Pouting his cheeks with both hands, cheering up his drowsy spirits, although Yan Jing kept muttering in his mouth, his movements were quite fluent, he grabbed the thermos cup on the bedside table, took a sip of coffee, and cautiously pushed the door and walked out.

Finally, he grabbed the raincoat that was neatly stacked next to him and walked out of the crew room.

Walk briskly up the iron ladder.

Halfway through, Yan Jing's movements suddenly froze, and he looked around blankly, somehow, he always felt that this scene was inexplicably familiar, as if he had experienced it in some dream.

It's just that the situation then seems to be a little different from now.

When I entered the control room on the deck, I was confronted by a middle-aged man holding the rudder and wearing a floral shirt.

The glass on the front of the cabin was watered by rainwater, and the crew on the deck could barely be seen with the help of high-powered searchlights.

Around the fishing boats, there are rough waves that see no boundless.

From time to time, waves crash into the hull of the boat, and the water splashes down like a curtain.

"Uncle Du, is there anything I can do to help?"

Leaning over to the middle-aged man's side, Yan Jing asked softly.

"What...... Loud up, I can't hear you!"

Du Ming glanced at Yan Jing next to him, frowned, leaned sideways and shouted steadily.

"I want to help! Is there anything I can do?"

Yan Jing could only repeat the shout.

"I think there's something unclean out there...... Forget it, just stay here, nothing to do with you, don't scare you later."

Halfway through speaking, Du Ming closed his mouth again, shook his head, and raised his hand to signal to the one not far away

chairs,

"Go and sit there, just pour me some water later, you don't need anything else."

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