Soon, the three of them came to the front of Xudu.

Song Xing looked up and saw a bridge in front of him, which was made of white jade, and on both sides of the bridge were written two ancient seals - Yin and Yang Road.

"This is the most famous Yin-Yang Bridge in the underworld, and the soul that comes to the capital from the Yangshi must pass through this Yin-Yang Road. The Yin and Yang Road leads to Hades, where the Gate of Hell is located, and is the only place of communication between Hell and Yang. ”

Chenghuang spoke in an agitated tone, with an irrepressible pride.

"Lord Chenghuang is right, I have heard of this place, but I have never seen this legendary place with my own eyes."

Fahai echoed.

Chenghuang nodded, and then said: "This Yin Yang Road is not only for mortals to walk once, it can also go straight to the underworld, it is the real Yellow Spring Road!" ”

After speaking, Chenghuang led the way on the Yin and Yang Road. The two followed closely and walked along the white jade bridge on the Yin and Yang Road.

After Song walked up the Baiyu Bridge, he realized that he was not the first person to go to the bridge, because dozens of ghosts had gathered on the side of the bridge.

The ghosts waited in a long line, in an orderly manner.

It didn't take long for Song Xing's turn to be heard, and Chenghuang instructed him: "Song Daoyou, Zen Master, you wait here for a while, wait for me to report to Cui Fujun, and then arrange for someone to give you an extradition card." ”

Song Xing and the others knew that the living people would not enter the capital, so they nodded and agreed.

Then the city god went straight away.

Song Xing stood alone and quietly in place, patiently waiting, while looking at the surrounding scene.

He looked around and saw a black cloth on either side of the white bridge, which seemed to be wrapped in something.

Song Xing guessed that these should be the extradition cards needed by the messenger of the underworld.

Sure enough, as Song Xing expected, Chenghuang soon returned, followed by several Yin soldiers.

Holding a pitch-black token, the Yin soldiers walked straight to the other end of the white jade bridge, and then lifted a pitch-black cloth, revealing a deep hole.

The entrance of the cave exuded an extremely rich yin aura, which was eerie and terrifying, making people daunting.

Chenghuang walked up to Song Xing and Fahai, and said solemnly: "Song Daoyou, Master Fahai, please!" ”

Song Xing and Fahai smiled and bowed their hands. Then, the two of them stepped on the yin and yang road and slowly walked into the cave entrance.

The space inside the cave is huge, as if it was naturally formed, and it is very dry, without a hint of dampness.

After walking out of the cave, Song Xing was surprised, because a magnificent palace appeared in front of him.

The palace is about 100 feet high, majestic and towers over the earth like a mountain.

In front of the palace stands a majestic stone lion, the stone lion opens its teeth and dances its claws, roaring in the sky, lifelike.

The walls of the entire palace are all made of pure gold, and they shimmer with dazzling light.

Directly in front of the palace, stands a huge golden pillar.

The pillar is ten meters thick, and the top of it presents a hideous pattern of a vicious beast, like a living thing.

The ceiling above the pillars is even more luxurious, with night pearls hanging every few meters, illuminating the entire hall as bright as day.

In addition, the four walls of the entire palace are also carved with various murals.

Song Xing carefully observed for a long time, only to realize that these murals depicted the life deeds of a group of gods and goddesses, as well as the stories about them.

He secretly smacked his tongue, he didn't expect that there would be so many murals here.

And the murals are lifelike, as if they were real.

"Song Daoyou, Master Fahai, please come in with the old man, and the old man will introduce you." Chenghuang greeted them warmly and led them to the depths of the palace.

Walk through the main hall and come to the inner hall.

The interior hall of the palace is decorated in a very different way from the outside, with a large desk in the center of the inner hall, as well as many bookshelves piled up on top of many bamboo slips and a thick book of books.

Behind the desk, a richly dressed yin god sits high.

The deity had an old face, wrinkled eyebrows, and white hair. He was emaciated, his skin was wrinkled, and his eyes were cloudy.

But he is still as steady as Mount Tai, his momentum is compelling, and he vaguely exudes a domineering atmosphere.

Chenghuang stepped forward and said respectfully to the old god: "Cui Fujun, my subordinates have something important to tell you. ”

Cui Fujun waved his hand, and then focused on the bamboo slip in front of him, and waited until the matter in hand was done before he set his eyes on Chenghuang.

Hearing the name of Cui Fujun, Song Xing's eyes showed a little curiosity, after all, in the legends of the underworld, Cui Fujun is too famous.

Cui Fujun, surnamed Cui Mingjue, the word Ziyu, a native of the Sui and Tang dynasties, entered the underworld as a judge after his death, located in the palace of the Son of Heaven in Xudu, and was responsible for judging the ghosts who came to the underworld.

He is the most powerful judge in the Netherworld, and he controls the order of the underworld.

Behind Cui Fujun, there were more than a dozen yin cha standing on the left and right.

Cui Fujun glanced at everyone, and then asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Chenghuang hurriedly told in detail what happened in Qiantang County.

With Chenghuang's description, Cui Fujun's originally somewhat casual expression on his face gradually became serious.

"What you say is true? Is there really a 'demon' in the yang world? ”

Chenghuang hurriedly said: "The villain doesn't dare to hide it, not to mention that there are two friends in the yang world who witnessed this matter, this Fahai Zen master is the Buddha's own transmission, and there will be no mistake." ”

Song Xing saw Cui Fujun looking over, nodded and said: "Qiantang Longjun has died at the hands of demons, and at this moment, the waters of Qiantang have been polluted by demonic energy, but I am afraid that it will not be long before it will affect Qiantang County." I came to Xudu to find the soul of Qiantang Longjun and ask him about the specific situation. ”

Cui Fujun nodded, stretched out his hand, and a golden book appeared in his hand.

The huge book flipped in his hand without wind, and kept releasing a soft halo of pale gold.

The title of this book is "Yin Yang Lu", which is a magic weapon given by the Ten Palaces Yama, and has an effect that is difficult to match with ordinary magic weapons.

As long as Cui Fujun wants to know something in this underworld, he only needs to admit this yin and yang to see everything.

This "Yin Yang Lu" can not only help Yin Si manage hell, but also understand the memories of all living beings, and even spy on every move in the world.

Of course, this "Yin Yang Record" is just an auxiliary magic weapon.

The power of Yin Si mainly comes from the Three Thousand Great Avenues, as well as the operation of the earth's leylines and the changes of the heavenly machine.

Cui Fujun read the record of Qiantang Longjun from the "Yin and Yang Record".

After a long time, Cui Fujun closed the "Yin and Yang Record", frowned at the three people under the desk, and said: "This sentence has searched the ghost city of Yudu, and it can be sure that within seven days, the soul of Qiantang Longjun has not been seen in the underworld, and even the soul of the dragon clan has not been seen. ”

When Song Xing and the three of them heard this, their faces suddenly changed slightly, what Cui Fujun meant was that after Qiantang Longjun died, his soul did not return to the underworld at all.

If so, where is the soul of Qiantang Longjun?

Could it be that he is still stuck in the demon domain of the Qiantang Dragon Palace?