Zhang He didn't know how miserable Wang He's current situation was, he only knew that when he died, Yang Huairou would have no worries.

"Presumably the king and this old beast will be miserable."

After Zhang He fell, he had a vague feeling that he was floating, and this feeling was wonderful, as if he was being pulled by a mysterious force, dragged towards a dark and bottomless abyss, with no end.

"Is this considered dead?"

In the darkness, he muttered softly, unable to open his eyes, and his whole body was cold.

Zhang He did not resist, floating at will, wandering in the dark.

He didn't regret it, his death was exchanged for the life of a fifth-order master, and he could be regarded as being able to give an explanation to those who died tragically in the snack street noodle restaurant.

"Alas, it's only been four months since I came back, and I'm dead again, what a tragedy."

Secretly sighed, a little nostalgic for the time of more than four months of rebirth, the experience of this life, although short, but extraordinary.

Nothing is more meaningful than seeing the real world.

Chaos lives for a lifetime, it is better to see the truth clearly for these four months.

Time in the darkness seems to be infinitely stretched, and here, time becomes meaningless, without another shore and no end.

Zhang He once silently called out to the system, but there was no response, thinking that it might have been uninstalled.

At some point, he stopped and slowly opened his eyes.

What kind of world is this, a dark and cold, boundless scorched earth, and there is not the slightest light.

The wind was raging in his ears, and the ghosts were wailing. Blood ravines are crisscrossed, resentful spirits are struggling, and in the pitch-black scorched earth, there are half-hidden skeletons, weathered by the years.

"What the hell is this place?" Zhang He looked at this strange world in a daze, and it took a while to regain his clarity: "Damn, won't I be reborn again?" ”

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"You're right, this is the hell of a place." When Zhang He was puzzled, he didn't pay attention to the back of the Dao at all.

A rough sound suddenly sounded, with a deep cow moo.

Zhang He subconsciously turned around, only to see two people behind him, people?

emmmm。 It's hard to say.

The one on the left, with a humanoid cow head, has an iron ring hanging from the cow's nose, and is obviously a human, but it has a cow face.

Look at the one on the right, the humanoid horse face, at first glance, it looks a bit like a donkey, with two front teeth, neat boards.

"Bull head and horse noodles?" Zhang He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, isn't this what the old man often says.

"No,."

He suddenly remembered that the little monk had said that black and white impermanence can eventually be reincarnated as an adult, but most of the souls taken away by the bull head and horse face are extremely evil, and the best result is to be a cat or dog.

"What's the call, go quickly, don't miss the hour." The bull head looked at him and snorted softly, and it seemed that his temper was not very good.

The horse face was not idle, took out the shackles, and locked Zhang He's hands and feet firmly, hey, very dedicated.

"Big brother, I have something to say, if you want money, or I'll drag out a dream and burn hundreds of billions for your second elder."

Zhang He was pushed aside, turned his head and smiled flatteringly.

Seeing that Niu Tou Ma Mian didn't pay attention, just blindly pushed him forward, Zhang He couldn't help but feel anxious, and continued:

"If you don't want money, do you want a sister? It's okay in that country, Black Silk or JK? Lori or Royal Sister? ”

Zhang He was silent for a long time, these two were still unmoved, they were like the iron-faced and selfless sheriff, Zhang He was a criminal who did all kinds of evil, and their task was to bring the prisoner to accept the righteous trial.

"Wow~Wow~Wow-"

Zhang He was bored with himself, and after all the good things he had said along the way, these two ghosts almost didn't even look at him.

With shackles and shackles, he was dragged all the way to the clang.

"This should be the legendary Netherworld."

Along the way, only these two silent ghosts were companions, Zhang He looked around boredly, but he had a judgment in his heart.

Walking through a scorched earth, the dungeon is the same as the world, there are all kinds of landscapes and trees, but all the backgrounds are black, exuding an inexplicable cold atmosphere, which makes him feel depressed for a while.

What is surprising is that along the way, I encountered many ghosts detaining souls, these souls looked wooden and sluggish, and some even took a step forward only when the ghosts pushed and shoved, not at all like Zhang He, who still had their own thoughts.

I don't know how long I walked, a pass appeared in the dark world not far away, and when I got closer, I saw that it was an archway, on which were written three big characters with vigorous and powerful words - Ghost Gate Pass.

Zhang He looked at the head of the Ghost Gate Pass, and there were eighteen ghosts with different images standing on it, eerie and terrifying, it seemed to be a powerful ghost who guarded the pass. Even if they were hundreds of meters away from them, the eighteen terrifying powers that were so powerful that they were suffocating made Zhang He's heart tighten.

Every ghost on it is no weaker than Yang Huai in the world, and from the breath, she feels that she is faintly three points stronger than her.

There is no room to stay in front of the ghost gate, Zhang He only lined up for a short time, and then followed the flow into the pass.

Unexpectedly, after the pass, it was not the underworld city that Zhang He imagined, it was still pitch black and scorched everywhere. It's just that unlike before, there are obviously many more ghosts advancing here than before entering the customs, and they are all going in one direction.

I don't know how long I walked, a huge and gloomy palace appeared in front of me, without a hint of warning, so suddenly appeared not far away.

"Yama Palace!" Zhang He looked at a floating plaque above the palace and couldn't help but read the words on it.

"Keep up!" Seeing that Zhang He slowed down, the horse behind him shouted in displeasure.

Zhang He quickened his pace, followed the ghost who stepped on the steps in front, and looked back to see that the bull head and horse face had disappeared.

"Damn, so many!"

Walking to the front of the hall, Zhang He looked at the two rows of people standing on the left and right, and said secretly in his heart: "Emotional bull head and horse face is a kind of noun pronoun!" "I thought it was unique."

The two rows of people standing were all bull-headed and horse-faced, holding iron forks, majestic and solemn, and their eyes staring at the ghosts that were rushing in.

As soon as they stepped through the temple gate, all the sluggish ghosts seemed to have regained their senses, and when they looked at the gloomy hall, they were stunned for only a moment before they began to shout.

"I'm so wronged to die, let me go back, please!"

"How could I die! Damn it, that little slut, the heavens are unfair! ”

"Woo woo, I haven't finished reading the masters around the school flower, why am I dead, woo woo, the ghost master will bring the author down with you...."

Some people are crying, some people are howling, it is very noisy, Zhang He watched everything quietly, silent, now it is useless to shout and scream, if you are let go back, the world will not be haunted every day.

The noisy sound caused dissatisfaction with the ghosts on both sides, and one on the left and one on the right stood in front and shouted:

"Noise."

"Smack! Syllable! ”

The lightning-like two whips made Zhang He's eyes bloom, and he didn't even see how the bull head and horse face made a move, and the crisp sound of the whip had already echoed in the hall.

Suddenly, there was silence in the hall.

Actually, what kind of place is this? Yama Temple!

It doesn't matter if you were a royal relative, a demon, or a monster, no matter how NB you were during your lifetime, you have to be honest when you come here.

At least no one who has crossed the river dragon dares to make trouble on the territory of the underworld.

Here, they're the dragons!

When they reached the two gates, the procession split into two and entered the doors.

"Come forward, line up." Another bull head appeared behind Zhang He and pulled him to the left of the team.

"Oh, okay!"

Zhang He hurriedly nodded and followed, lining up with the crowd.

"Brother, where are you?" Suddenly, the person in front of Zhang He turned around and asked, his face was pale, and his eyes were round.

"From Jin City, Jiangnan Province" Zhang He said with a smile, and did not hide it.

"Oh, what a place, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties."

"Khan, it's all the same, not all dead now." Zhang He raised his eyebrows, "Brother, where are you?" ”

"We are from Zhucheng, Xiangnan Province, our people are not real, they fight every day, no, I will be beaten to death."

"Uh, hehe, your folk style is really strong." Zhang He smiled dryly: "Don't the Public Security Bureau and the Inspection Department care? ”

"What's the matter, the Public Security Bureau was in charge at the beginning, but when the cultivators came out of the mountain, they couldn't take care of it, and too many soldiers in the inspection department were from our cultivation family.

"And here's the thing." Zhang He couldn't help but touch his chin, this year, the Inspection Division recruited cultivators on a large scale, but most of the cultivators' resources were limited to the family, and once the matter was involved in his own family, the fairness would be greatly reduced.

This person is obviously a talker, talking endlessly, seeing Zhang He pondering, he continued:

"Brother, do you know our family of corpse chasers?"

"I don't know, tell me about it." Zhang He suddenly became interested, he still wanted to know this kind of thing, the world is very different from before, now there is even an underworld, it is not uncommon to drive a corpse.

"Hehe, I know you don't know, our biggest cultivation family in southern Hunan is the corpse chasing clan, a few days ago in Jinniu County, they dug up a thousand-year-old corpse, the strength is terrifying!"

"Go on, what else?" Zhang He blinked, like a curious baby. "And then, what's going on?"

"The Inspection Division cooperates with our corpse chaser family there, and is ready to capture the ancient corpse together, hehe, it's a pity." The man looked sorry, his mouth was furrowed, he looked ahead and said, "No, it's all there." ”

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"I'm knocking, I'm dead!" Zhang He looked ahead in surprise, more than a dozen people wearing the uniform of the inspection department were queuing, and there were still blood marks on their faces, and it seemed that they were extremely miserable when they died.

The two ghosts were chatting, and suddenly a gloomy voice sounded, which frightened Zhang He:

"You two have a good chat, do you want to go to the oil pot prison to take a bath and talk slowly?"

"Who are you ....." The man wanted to reply when he opened his mouth, but when he raised his eyes, he was so frightened that he quickly turned around and stopped talking.

"Master Bai.... Have you eaten it for a long time? ”

"Humph!"

The person who came was Bai Wuchang, looking at Zhang He with a long tongue and a gloomy look, and there was a barely visible bruise on his pale face, as if he had been slapped by some weapon, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom.

"Yo, remember me, boy, do you remember what you owe me?"

Now if Zhang He wasn't a ghost, a cold sweat would have come down a long time ago, and he raised his head and smiled to hide his embarrassment: "Master Bai, the little one hasn't forgotten, nine trillion plus two foreign girls." ”

"Isn't it like I'm here before the matter is resolved?"

Bai Wuchang didn't bother to care, picked up the mourning stick and pointed it at Zhang He's buttocks, and said in a weird manner: "Let's go, Lord Qin Guangwang summoned you." ”

"Aha?"