Chapter 92: The Ghost Gate in Artemisia

Five days later, an old man with crane hair and a childish face appeared in Haizhou and Jishitang. This person is none other than the ancestor of Xuanshui Cave, Wang Daohe.

Mu Linfeng introduced Su Yan, Wanwan, Han Qingwen, Liu Mingchuan and others to Wang Daohe. This old guy who has lived for 800 years doesn't have a little, but he has a good chat with young people.

In the end, Wang Daohe said that he would take Mu Linfeng out for a trip, and Su Yan was relieved to let Mu Linfeng leave.

"Su Yan's physique is a little special, even I can't understand it, it's weird!" Out of the gate of Jishitang, Wang Daohe said to himself.

Mu Linfeng said goodbye to Su Yan in the back, but he didn't hear what Wang Daohe said about Su Yan's physique.

The two of them came to the suburbs by car, and seeing that there was no one here, Wang Daohe exerted his magic power, and a puff of green smoke enveloped the two, soared into the air, and flew towards the southwest. How fast the flight was, Mu Linfeng couldn't calculate, but just now he did see a passenger plane left behind by them in an instant.

This top master in the Kyushu cultivation world, the person closest to the immortal cultivation, is indeed different. Yuzhou in the southwest is at least 2,000 kilometers away from Haizhou.

It's almost an hour coming.

"If it weren't for the fear that your kid can't stand it, I would have arrived a long time ago, senior brother!" Wang Daohe saw that Mu Linfeng was surprised by his flying speed, and said proudly.

"Senior brother, they have lived for 800 years, and they are still so competitive like children!" Mu Linfeng saw that Wang Dao and disgusted himself as a burden, so he replied angrily.

Wang Daohe smiled: "What's wrong with being like a child? Isn't it good to look like an old antique at a glance? But you're looking more and more like an antique! ”

This is indeed true, Mu Linfeng sometimes really looks like an antique, and he has to look at everything at a glance. This is estimated to be with his mother, Professor Zhang, anyway, Mu Xiangyang is also an old naughty boy.

"Senior brother, shall we enter the underworld from here?" Mu Linfeng saw what Wang Daohe was looking around, and then asked.

Wang Daohe shook his head and said: "You kid is really uneducated, don't say that you are my Wang Daohe's junior brother when you go out in the future, it's a shame!" ”

"This! Didn't you say you came to Yuzhou? What else do you say that the southwest is the door of death, the land of heavy yin! Mu Linfeng was inexplicably embarrassed by Wang Dao and said with some grievances.

"Whoever owns the land in Artemisia, gathers the soul and is not virtuous and foolish. The ghost uncle is urging, and human life must not be less hesitant {chΓ­ chΓΊ, the consciousness is wandering, hesitating in the heart, and the appearance of not leaving}! Wang Daohe suddenly recited a few lines of poetry in his mouth.

Where did Mu Linfeng feel that he had heard this poem, and finally remembered that he had heard his father read it, and Mu Xiangyang, as a historian, was naturally very familiar with these ancient poems.

"Xianghe lyrics, Artemisia, elegy of the Han and Wei dynasties." Mu Linfeng remembered the poem and said.

Wang Daohe was not surprised that Mu Linfeng knew about this Artemisia Liqu, but he didn't say anything, and still arranged items similar to formation assistance on the side.

"The soul returns to Artemisia! I see, I see! Mu Linfeng seemed to have figured out the meaning of the royal road and the poem.

"What do you know?" Wang Daohe asked angrily.

"The entrance to the underworld is not in Yuzhou, but in Artemisia Mountain, which is located in front of Mount Tai! There is the Ghost Gate, and you can enter the underworld through the Ghost Gate! Mu Linfeng looked at Wang Daohe after speaking, as if he was waiting for his answer.

Wang Daohe laughed, and finally praised Mu Linfeng: "You kid is a little savvy!" ”

"But since we want to enter the underworld through the Ghost Gate, why did we come to Yuzhou first?" Mu Linfeng asked.

Wang Dao and stepping on the seven stars, inserted array flags in different directions, and recited some spells that Mu Linfeng couldn't understand, and where the array flags were shrouded, a layer of enchantment with a faint light appeared out of thin air.

After checking it several times inside and out, Wang Daohe said with satisfaction: "Okay, this 'Seven Star Soul Attraction Array' will be of great use at that time. ”

"Senior brother, why is this Seven-Star Soul Attraction Town arranged here? It's a thousand miles away from the Artemisia Mountain! Mu Linfeng asked.

"Naturally, this is not the entrance, this place is relatively close to the "Soul Restoration Cliff", and we will have to jump from the Soul Restoration Cliff at that time! Wang Daohe explained.

But after speaking, seeing that Mu Linfeng still didn't understand, he continued: "There is no turning back from the underworld, we have entered the ghost gate, and we must follow the little ghost all the way forward, this soul cliff is the place where the ghosts of Yangshou have returned to the world." You need to jump off that cliff to get back to earth again. ”

"We have to prepare money, it's hard to go to the underworld without money!" Wang Daohe said to Mu Linfeng.

When Mu Linfeng heard this, he was really a little stunned, could it be that he burned it to himself?

"Gold and silk silk can be used in the underworld, fortunately, the old man prepared it in advance, I can't count on you!" Wang Daohe took out some gold and silk silk and handed it to Mu Linfeng, saying.

"Senior brother, you didn't tell me to bring these things!" Mu Linfeng is already accustomed to the way his senior brother speaks, and Wang Daohe is definitely possessed by the spirit of the bar.

Wang Daohe belongs to the type of person who will never love to fight after raising the bar, that is, if he scolds you, he will no longer answer, so that you can't use your strength.

"Senior brother, how did Master treat you back then?" Mu Linfeng suddenly wondered if Mr. Jian could stand Wang Dao and his mouth was so broken.

Wang Daohe said with some loss: "Master is very good to me, but he doesn't want to talk to me!" ”

Hearing this, Mu Linfeng laughed, thinking that he couldn't get rid of the habit of breaking his mouth for eight hundred years, so it was no wonder that the master was unwilling to talk to him.

"Senior brother, I guess Senior Brother shouldn't talk to you too much, right?" Mu Linfeng asked.

Wang Daohe showed an incredulous expression, as if he wanted to ask Mu Linfeng how he knew. How did he know that neither of his two closest relatives was willing to talk to him?

"Okay, senior brother, the formation is arranged, let's go to Artemisia!" Mu Linfeng hurriedly changed the topic.

"Well, let's leave our physical body in the formation, and after we get to the Ghost Gate, we can take this pill to cover up the life qi on the Yuan Infant."

The two of them meditated cross-legged, Yuan Ying flew out of the body from the sea of knowledge, and after arriving at the Mahayana of Yuan Ying Realm, the color of Yuan Ying was golden, although Wang Daohe was a master of the catastrophe, but he also belonged to Yuan Ying Realm. It's just that the primordial infant that has been tempered by the heavenly thunder is obviously different from Mu Linfeng's, and the golden primordial infant is flickering with the dark light of the heavenly thunder, and the energy is very violent.

"Follow me!" After Wang Daohe finished speaking, he turned into a point of light and flew towards the east.

Yuan Ying's flight speed was much faster than that of the physical body, and the distance of a thousand kilometers was only a few breaths.

"Artemisia Mountain" is not high, only three kilometers away from Mount Tai. But there are few people here, and the yin qi is extremely heavy.

"The life and death of the Lord of Mount Tai", since ancient times, there is a saying that "people die as ghosts, and the soul returns to Mount Tai", and the Han "Yuefu Song Lyrics: Artemisia Song" read by Wang Dao and read: "Who is in Artemisia and land, and there is no virtuous and foolish soul in gathering souls." This is the artemisia mentioned in the book.

One of the responsibilities of the god of Mount Tai "Dongyue Tailing Cangguang Si Ming Zhenjun" is to "determine the period of life and death, and pay attention to the distinction between high and low, long and short".

If you go to Mount Tai Panshan Road, you can see that the branches on both sides are tied with red ropes, pressed with stones, the homonym of "pressing branches" is "pressing", the soul of Mount Tai, the pressure is to suppress the "soul" of the descendants, in order to obtain the blessing of God to live a long life.

The time when the ghost closed and opened the door was getting closer and closer, and the heavy clouds completely swallowed up the moonlight, and the night was like ink, so black that people did not dare to be presumptuous.

"Boy, are you nervous?" Wang Daohe looked at Mu Linfeng and asked.

"Can you not be nervous? It's not a tour, it's a trip to the underworld! Mu Linfeng said.

After another moment, I saw a huge black stone gate pulled up in the mountain, and a stone tablet in front of the stone gate, which was engraved with three big characters of "Ghost Gate Pass" in red letters, and on both sides of the stone gate were chains that could not be seen at a glance.

I saw a dense group of ghosts walking next to each other, and some ghosts on the other side walked out of the ghost gate.

In addition to humanoid ghosts, there are also various beast spirits, ghosts of different shapes are close together, just like the appearance of the subway crowded during rush hour.

"These are newly dead ghosts, all waiting in line to enter the ghost gate! Let's see the right time to get in! Wang Daohe whispered to Mu Linfeng.

"Why are some ghosts hooked on their collarbones, and some are still carrying torture instruments?" Mu Linfeng saw that these ghosts were different, and asked curiously.

"Nonsense, this underworld is actually the same as the human world, and the underworld also has evil ghosts who commit crimes, and the ghosts are responsible for arresting them, so they are put on with torture instruments to prevent them from flowing into the human world again. You see those who go in normally, they are generally ghosts who have died at the end of their lives, and they still have "road guides" in their hands! ”

"What's the way?"

"After death, the soul will be taken away by the ghost, but it will not be taken directly to the underworld, but must first go to the local land temple to verify the identity, and after verifying the identity, it will be reported to the city god!" Wang Daohe explained.

"Chenghuang is the god who guards the local city, you kid should know this!" Wang Daohe unconsciously opened the bar again.

Mu Linfeng couldn't imagine that there were so many things when a person died, and said: "It's troublesome enough for this person to die, and you have to go through all kinds of procedures!" ”

"I told you a long time ago that there are many rules in the underworld! We have to be careful everywhere, don't make a mistake and really stay here! "The royal road and scare Mu Linfeng Dao.

"Report it to Chenghuang, and then what?" Mu Linfeng didn't want to answer him, and continued to ask.

"Chenghuang will issue a road guide to these ghosts, which is equivalent to a customs clearance document, and there is a seal on it!"

Poof, Mu Linfeng laughed, do you have to stamp the affairs of the underworld!

"It takes three seals to be stamped, the three seals of the City God, the King of Hades, and the Emperor of Xudu can take effect, and this road guide is a necessary thing to enter the Ghost Gate, and there is no way to enter!" Wang Daohe said.

"What if there is no way?" Mu Linfeng asked, obviously he had no guide on him.

"Hehe, there is no way to guide it, that's a lonely ghost! The underworld has a ghost general who specializes in managing lonely souls and wild ghosts! Wang Daohe explained.

"Ghost general?" Mu Linfeng asked.

"Yes, there are also official positions in the underworld, and those who have generally made great achievements in the world will be officials in the underworld when they die, and ordinary people are still a little ghost in the underworld after they die. The ghost general who specializes in managing lonely souls and wild ghosts is Yang Qilang! Wang Daohe explained.

"The Yang family's general, that Yang Qilang?" Mu Linfeng asked.

Wang Daohe glanced at Mu Linfeng again and continued to explain.

At the beginning, the king of Liao designed to invite the Song Emperor to discuss state affairs, Yang Ye was afraid of fraud, so he ordered the eldest son to pretend to be the Song Emperor to go to the appointment, Yang Ye and Liulang Qilang stood out from the siege, because there was no food and no help, but sent Qilang to the camp for help, Pan Renmei wanted to take revenge, took the opportunity to drunk Qilang, tied to the banana tree, and shot to death with arrows.

After Yang Qilang's death, because he had made meritorious contributions in the world, he was in charge of lonely souls and wild ghosts in the netherworld.

"Then we don't have a guide, how can we get in?" Mu Linfeng asked.

Wang Daohe took out two stamped road guides from his arms, and said with a smug smile: "Hehe, how can the old man be like you, not thoughtful!" ”

"You didn't say you wanted a guide!"

"You didn't ask, junior brother!"

"And where did this lead to it?"

"Naturally, I bought it, senior brother, I gave some benefits to the old man of the city god, so I brought this road guide."

"Is that okay?" Mu Linfeng was completely speechless, can the underworld do the same?

"Just kidding, Chenghuang can sell road guides there, and those ghosts who died unjustly and died in a foreign land have no road guides, and they can only be bought by relatives to burn them."

"Let's go, keep up!" Wang Dao and urged Mu Linfeng Dao.

The two of them swallowed the previous pill, and the golden light on the Yuan Ying suddenly disappeared, without any life qi, no different from the surrounding ghosts, clinging to the ghosts, and walking towards the ghost gate.