"Humph!"

King Qin Guang looked at Zhang He coldly, the divine light in his eyes was gone, and the light was not stopped.

Zhang He's urinating consciousness suddenly appeared, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

King Qin Guang stared at it for a long time, a little speechless, every time he came, he could make a lot of moths, last time he lifted Guo from the oil pot prison, last time he blocked the river of the Huangquan River, last time he was....

If Zhang He's evil deeds were to be said with his mouth, he would not be able to finish talking about them for three days.

This time it wasn't that serious, I just drank a hundred bowls of Meng Po soup.

"Forget it, Difu Buster, I can afford this little thing." King Qin Guang silently took a deep breath and told himself to be restrained and calm.

"Uncle, take it easy, I'm not in good shape, villain, don't crush my bones." Zhang He hung upside down, feeling that Qin Guangwang's hand holding his leg was getting harder and harder, and his leg bones were clicking.

His uncle almost didn't amuse King Qin Guang.

It's been so many years, and this is the first time I've whispered in front of myself, and I'm so moved.

"Let him return to the yang, don't harm the creatures of the underworld here, this king doesn't want to see him again!" King Qin Guang left a word, turned around and disappeared.

"Damn, so moved? Uncle, you speak, I will burn you money after I go back, as much as you want! ”

King Qin Guang said a word, Zhang He was happy, and shouted loudly at his gradually disappearing back.

Meng Po got up, the panic just now seemed to be just a fantasy, with a smile on her face, she was so happy to not have to see this scourge for the time being.

"Little master, I will contact the people closest to you in the world to guide the soul, and now I will give you five words of time for you to dream and tell them how to return to the yang!"

Zhang He nodded happily, the person closest to him, that must be his grandfather, he died, and he didn't know the reaction of his family, and now that he can return to the yang, grandpa must be happy.

"Just five sentences, give me more time, can you give an hour or two..."

Meng Po was speechless, it's still an hour or two, why don't you say it for a year or two!

Ignoring Zhang He's rude request, with a wave of one hand, he dragged Zhang He into the dream of others.

Zhang He's eyes were dark, and there seemed to be light in the blur, so he could only walk forward. Walking and walking, he suddenly saw himself, Zhang Heming knew that it was his own corpse, and there was a woman lying next to him, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and he looked at it, it was actually Yang Huairou.

"Damn, how can it be her, Aunt Meng, can you be reliable!" Zhang He was speechless for a while, didn't he say that he was the closest person, even if he wasn't a grandfather, he should be a little aunt, how could he be a passerby.

"You have four more sentences!" Meng Po's voice passed through the space, reminding Zhang He, "I say a word, you say a word, don't say irrelevant things again, you will stay in the underworld forever if you waste the opportunity!" ”

Hearing this, Zhang He nodded, extremely well-behaved.

"I am a soul in the underworld, and I will stay until the sun is returned at this moment."

Zhang He remembered: "I am a soul in the underworld, and I will stay until the time of returning to the sun." ”

"The time for the golden rooster to report the dawn has arrived, and the eight characters of the birthday are non-stop!"

"The time for the golden rooster to report the dawn has arrived, and the eight characters of the birthday are non-stop!"

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"When the soul returns, the lamp needs to be lit, and the three souls return to one!"

"Son, is that you?" Yang Huairou woke up and screamed, looking at Zhang He, who was already dead on the bed, in a daze, with tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong!" Zhang Shijun at the door heard the scream, and hurriedly pushed open the door and asked.

Yang Huairou said what had just happened in a hoarse voice, and in a hazy way, she seemed to hear Zhang He's voice and the four lines of poetry.

"Three souls return to one and eventually return to yang...."Zhang Shijun touched his chin, thinking about four lines of poetry, and suddenly realized. Hurriedly said: "Hurry up and prepare a rooster, three pieces of yellow paper, an oil lamp, and my son's birthday." ”

"This is the method of returning the yang of the three clears, and the son is going to return the yang!"

Yang Huairou stood up and looked at Zhang Shijun in disbelief: "Returning to Yang? But didn't Patriarch Say..."

"The connection between the underworld and the world has been broken, but this kid must not have been reincarnated, I don't know what he did down there, and the judge asked him to return to yang."

"Those four lines of poetry are things prepared for my son's return to the yang!"

The more Zhang Shijun thought about it, the more he said excitedly.

Looking at Zhang He lying on the bed, his eyes were full of joy, Yang Huairou was relieved, and then looked at Zhang Shijun who was excited next to him, and shouted:

"Then what are you still doing here, why don't you get ready!"

"Smack!"

"Ah~"

"Smack!"

Zhang Shijun flew out of the room, stood up and rubbed his aching buttocks.

"Lord Warlord, you are!" The soldiers of the Patrol Division standing outside the door looked at Zhang Shijun suspiciously.

"Hehehe, it's okay!"

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When Zhang He came back to his senses, he had already returned to the underworld, looked up at the hazy sky of the underworld, and was full of emotion, "It's still good in the world, there are cigarettes, wine and black silk ....."

It turns out that death is so terrible, because to die means to give up a lot, even though you feel that it is ordinary things when you are alive, you will only realize the preciousness of these ordinary things after death.

"For the first time, I felt that it was so good to be alive." Zhang He raised his head and said, his tone was full of longing for the world, after reincarnation, it was another life, and the regrets of his life would never have a chance to be completed.

When Meng Po heard Zhang He's words, her dark yellow eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, and she nodded lightly, without words.

This man has a lot of responsibility on his shoulders, and when he understands the difficulty of life and the beauty of the world, some things are natural.

Perhaps, this last time is also the hope of success.

"Let's hit the road!"

Only a few minutes later, Meng Po, who told Zhang He a few words of precautions, took him to stand on the Nai He Bridge.

Zhang He was a little confused, how long has it been since the people in the yang world have prepared things?

"Go down, don't come back!"

Zhang He looked at the yellow drinking water under the bridge, waved his hand back, and jumped down without looking back.

"I'll be back! ~”

Meng Po "......"

.....

"Damn, it's not going to let this chicken take me back."

There is another world under the Yellow Spring, Zhang He has no time to appreciate it, and a rooster that is two or three people tall is standing and looking at him.

"Giggle~"

This rooster seemed to have spirituality, and when he saw Zhang He appear, he flapped his huge wings and motioned for Zhang He to sit on its back.

"You're letting me sit on it?" Zhang He was a little dazed, but he did it anyway, and jumped on the rooster's broad and soft back with a slight leap.

Hey, don't say it, it's pretty comfortable!

Zhang He held the big rooster tightly with both hands, and the rooster ran up quickly as soon as he crowed, don't you say that this chicken ran really fast, so fast that Zhang He couldn't see the things around him clearly, as if it was a stunt effect.

I simply closed my eyes, only to hear the whirring wind passing by my ears.

"Brother Zhang He, come and eat monkey brains." The rooster ran faster and faster, so fast that the wind was almost inaudible, and suddenly, Zhang He seemed to hear a similar sound behind him.

"So soon?"

Zhang He's heart was excited, and he was about to turn back, when suddenly Meng Po said that there would be wandering souls asking for their lives on the way to return to Yang, which should be the trick of those unjust souls.

"Phew, I want to pull my uncle into the water, let's go to the next life!" Zhang He lay on the rooster and shouted loudly without raising his head.

After a while, the voice disappeared, and Zhang He opened his eyes and saw that the sky seemed to be no longer in the underworld.

The big rooster is still running, and the scene in front of him is somewhat similar to the suburbs of the world, surrounded by green, but there are no flowers, but there is an inexplicable floral fragrance, this fragrance seems to have a kind of magic, so that Zhang He has a kind of want to jump off the rooster to find the source of this fragrance.

"Damn, the way back is so uneventful!"

Zhang He suppressed the impulse in his heart and covered his nose tightly with his hand.

Cheer up the spirit, for fear that something will happen again.

Fortunately, this big rooster is like drinking his own blood, and he is still running so coquettishly.

"Brother Zhang He, where are you going, come down, let's go drink!"

This time it was different, a person suddenly popped out in front of the big rooster, and Zhang He looked at it, it was actually Hou Feifei's little fat man.

"Drink your sister!" Zhang He gave a middle finger and ignored the ghost who pretended to be Hou Feifei. The big rooster was running at a speed of one hundred and eighty miles as if he hadn't seen anything in front of him.

'Bang', Hou Feifei was hit by the big rooster running fast, and instantly fell behind Zhang He, Hou Feifei, who was knocked off, fell to the ground, raised his arm and shouted in pain: "Brother Zhang He, save me~heip!"

Zhang He didn't have a bird at all, his hands hugged the neck of the big rooster, and laughed wildly: "Brother Chicken yyds, hit this little bastard!" Hahaha, it's so cool! ”

The key is that the acting skills of this wandering soul are really too poor, if it was really Hou Feifei, he would not call Zhang He to drink, but directly pull him up and run, and then make a phone call while running, and call more than a dozen little sisters to accompany him.

About a quarter of an hour later, the scene in front of Zhang He's eyes changed again, into the dim alleys of the gold market, and the surrounding storefronts were lit with dim and ambiguous pink lights.

Zhang He's eyes struck, this place was too familiar to him, this was an alley behind the school when he was in high school, there were countless stories circulating among the students, and it had a resounding name - Fallen Street!

"Holy! %&%%&¥%" Zhang He was depressed, now this ghost is playing more and more, how does it know that I was very curious about this place in the previous life?

What's even more evil is the next scene, Zhang He saw a bright figure appear in the store with pink lights next to him.

"Wori!" Zhang He exclaimed, that person was actually Liu Li, she stood at the door and waved to Zhang He, her expression was charming, her red lips were seductive, and she seemed to say, "Little brother, come in and play." ”

Seeing that Zhang He didn't come down, Liu Li smiled and took off his clothes, one, two..... It's not close.

"Hey, hey, Brother Chicken, run slower~ This is too tempting." Zhang He's whole body was hot, and he tried to turn his head and stretch his neck, hoping that 'Liu Li' would be faster.

But the big rooster didn't care about Zhang He, he was still running fast, and when Liu Li was taking off his clothes in the critical parts, an acceleration was directly invisible.

"It's just a little bit! Brother Ji, I curse you! "Zhang He's depressed in his heart, it's almost a little! He was almost able to see the mysterious little universe of 'Liu Li'.

"Brother Chicken, I curse you not to put mushrooms when you are eaten!!"