Luoyi is surrounded by Luoshui, there are many aquatic plants in Luoshui, and people often fall into the water and die, becoming drowned, and must find a substitute to be reincarnated.

At this moment, the night was thick, and a pale corpse lay quietly on the shore.

The joy on Fang Ping's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he chuckled in his heart.

"It's not him, it's not him......"

But the truth is so miserable, Ah Zheng fell into the water and drowned, and his soul didn't know where to go, leaving only an empty corpse.

"What a person, how can you jump into the river!" Fang Ping was sad and angry, full of resentment, but there was nowhere to vent.

Qiu Rong had a calm face, and he didn't expect a big living person to suddenly encounter an accident.

"Please come out and see the river ghosts here!"

With a flash of inspiration from her fingertips, she headed out into the water.

In the midst of the tumbling of the river, a three-foot-tall object crawled out.

It was extremely thin, with a monkey-like body covered in foul-smelling slime, limbs like frogs, and a large black tortoise shell on its back.

The most peculiar thing was the head of the thing, which was sunken like a saucer, containing a handful of water, surrounded by fiery red hair.

"What are you looking for me!" Its round eyes shimmered, and its pointed beak, like a bird's beak, opened and closed, but it was a male duck's voice.

The river ghost, unlike the ordinary water ghost, is similar to the existence of the land, and can be regarded as the commander of a body of water. The three rivers and five lakes of the Daqian Dynasty had water gods, and the rest of the water areas were managed by river ghosts and the like.

"Where's your family?"

Qiu Rong asked with a frown.

It turned out that it was not the river ghost itself, but its heir.

The little river ghost pointed with a frog-like webbed finger and said, "It came out of the water last night." ”

Qiu Rong secretly said that it was so strange, so he continued to ask: "Little river ghost, my sister asked you, how could this person drown in the river so well?" ”

The river ghost doesn't look big, but it's been alive for fifty or sixty years.

"It has nothing to do with me. I was counting the weeds at the bottom of the river, and this person jumped off like this......

As he spoke, he made a frog leap again.

"Then why didn't you save him?" Fang Ping was furious at the moment and asked this extremely irrational question.

Xiaohe Ghost glanced at Fang Ping and muttered, "I was originally going to save him, but he has something on him, and I don't dare to go over ......"

"What does that thing look like?" Qiu Rong hurriedly asked.

The little river ghost gestured: "The mouth is so big, the eyes are so big, it's terrifying!" ”

"The monster just lay behind him, pressed all the time, pressed all the time, kept pressing ......"

Sure enough, it was the ghost who died!

"Where's the monster?" Fang Ping just wanted to break that thing into pieces at the moment.

The little river ghost covered his mouth with his webbed fingers and whispered, "Two mud ghosts came from behind, tied them with chains, and took ...... away together."

Speaking of mud ghosts, Qiu Rong suddenly realized.

It's the City God Temple in Luoyi!

This netherworld is a yin ghost messenger, and the city god temple in the middle nether realm can only be sent by mud ghosts. This mud ghost is a ghost body made of clay, and then poured into the ghost, so that even if the mana is insufficient, you can walk yin and yang and do things for the city god.

The side hall of the Luoyi City God Temple has eight such mud ghosts.

"It must be the Chenghuang Mudghost who detained Ah Zheng's soul, we should rush over now and explain the situation clearly, maybe it's still too late!" Qiu Rong said urgently.

Fang Ping nodded, Qiu Rong pulled him up, turning into a whirlwind and heading towards the Luoyi City God Temple.

Those who are city gods will keep the peace of the place.

The land and the city god are different from the believers in various parts of the country, and they are both land, but there is a faint tendency to compete with each other. Since the decline of the Land Temple in Luoyi, the City God Temple has monopolized the folk incense. The ceremony of worshipping the city god in the land of Heluo is extremely grand, even more than the big festivals such as the Tiangong Festival.

In the past few years, there have been repeated droughts in Heluo, and it has become more difficult every year. However, the sacrificial activities of the temple have never stopped.

In February of the beginning of the year, the city god was born, the scene was extremely rich, and Fang Yushi, who was the Qin cha at the time, witnessed this scene, and directly ordered the city god temple to be sealed, cut off its incense, and avoid hurting the people's fat and people's ointment.

However, the common people did not appreciate it, but complained, which is also the only black spot of Fang Yushi among the people.

It was late at night, and the temple was empty, except for the incense candles burning quietly.

The City God Temple is just a small temple in the yang world, and the real City God Temple is located in the middle and yin realm between yin and yang, and it is impossible to reach it without ghosts and powerful people.

"Childe, I will take you down to the netherworld, but there is only a stick of incense, if it passes, it will lose your longevity."

As a ghost, Qiu Rong has his own way to help Fang Ping's soul out of his body. But when a living person enters the netherworld, his soul will inevitably be eroded by yin energy. If you are a person who has attained enlightenment, you can protect your body with magic without hindrance.

Fang Ping shook his head and said, "I happen to have a method, let's give it a try." ”

This technique of "going through the secluded and walking through the yin" is the secret method of Yin Mountain from the one-eyed monk, and it is the most basic method.

There are two kinds of yin and yang in the human body, and there is usually more yang than yin. The method of walking yin is to let the yin energy in the body overshadow the yang energy, so that the physical body can temporarily turn into a yin body and enter and exit the netherworld.

There is still a part of the yin qi collected in the yin and yang jade pendant, and the body is gradually covered by the yin qi.

Qiu Rong couldn't help but say "Huh", Fang Ping was still a big living person a moment ago, and he was no different from a ghost in the blink of an eye.

"Your method of concealing your breath is really clever." Qiu Rong sighed.

Fang Ping didn't explain much, looked at the statue of the city god, and said with a cautious expression: "Sister Qiurong, let's go!" ”

Qiu Rong nodded, took Fang Ping's hand, and turned into a whirlwind and drilled into the ground.

A dazzling black light appeared in front of Fang Ping's eyes, and during the fall, he felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and when he was about to lose it, the surroundings suddenly became clear.

It was like another world, surrounded by a white mist, and the ubiquitous Yin Qi formed gusts of Yin Wind Current.

"It's so rich yin qi, is this the middle netherworld!" Far from feeling any discomfort, Fang Ping's body was as comfortable as a fish in water.

He could feel the trembling of the Yin Yang Jade Pendant in his body, and this tremor also made his body tremble slightly.

Qiu Rong touched his finger lightly, and a strange temperature came.

How can she have a body temperature?

Fang Ping was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he was also a "ghost" in the underworld at this moment, and there was no temperature in the yin body, perhaps this was the reason, so he could feel Qiu Rong's body temperature!

"Isn't it a little uncomfortable?" Qiu Rong asked softly, and gave him a trace of spiritual power to help him overcome the oppression of the underworld.

Fang Ping had no distractions at the moment, and clenched Qiu Rong's hand, but he just wanted to hurry up and find Chenghuang to return Ah Zheng's soul.

Beyond the white mist, they soon arrived in front of a majestic palace. This palace is exactly the same as the temple on the ground, but it is several times larger.

"This city god temple is based on the incense in the yang world, and the more prosperous the incense, the larger the scale of the palace."

Qiu Rong explained, led him to the gate, but saw that the crimson palace door was closed, and two large leather drums were set up next to it.

"Yes, the city god will not sit in the hall tonight."

It turns out that this city god, as a public office in the underworld, also has a rotating holiday.

"Don't sit in the hall?" Fang Ping felt that something was too wrong.

"The city god is not here, how can the little ghost still come out to hook the soul!"

Qiu Rong explained: "The mud ghosts in this temple take turns to work, and the souls they have hooked up are all accumulated together and then disposed of......

"But Ah Zheng can't wait!"

Fang Ping said and directly picked up the wooden stick next to him and knocked it on the leather drum.