"The ancestors and the ancestors are above, and the descendants and grandchildren - I would like to use the rigid hair, drink the delicacies, pay tribute to Taizong, and ask the ancestors to bless my Chen family to survive this unwarranted disaster......"

Not again!

Mo Chuan, who was lying on the bed and was about to sleep, wrinkled his brows, his eyes full of anger.

This damn auditory hallucination, it turned out to be again.

I don't know what evil he has bumped into recently?

A week ago, he had inexplicably heard something like a murmuring hallucination.

At first, I thought it was too loud to watch TV.

Later, I found out that it was my own auditory hallucination.

I also went to the hospital, and I checked my brain, but I didn't find anything.

As a last resort, he even stayed in different hotels for a few nights.

As a result, auditory hallucinations persisted.

And it's getting clearer!

Especially now, I can hear every word clearly.

"You are an immortal board, which dog is troublesome, come out for me!!"

The clay figure still has three points of fire, Mo Chuan is completely furious, and he shouts angrily!

"Hmm-"

The rebuke fell, and his expression froze.

I saw that in front of him, an incense burner suddenly floated.

The texture of the incense burner is similar to copper, with two ears and three legs, a dragon pattern beast, three incense sticks are inserted on it, and the curling green smoke comes out, and it actually throws an arc in the air, hitting him in the face.

The green smoke entered the nose, and the hazy dust and mist also dispersed in front of the eyes.

In the haze trance, Mo Chuan actually saw a world overlapping between the bedrooms in the green smoke!

This is a quasi-ancient standard room, the house is carved with beams and paintings, the shrine is vermilion, full of carvings, there are deer and horses, and the table is full of offerings, which makes people chill down the back.

It is worth mentioning that the incense burner on the offering table is exactly the same as the hanging amphora three-legged stove.

At this time, an old man was kneeling in front of the offering table, still feasting, and muttering.

- That familiar voice was the hallucination that Mo Chuan heard.

"Dad, don't worship! Say goodbye! Run, the yellow skin is coming! ”

A tongue-chattering sound came from outside.

I saw a young man in gray rushing into the ancestral hall, and as soon as he grabbed the old man, he was about to go out.

"Run? Where to escape? Without a few acres of thin fields at home, you will die wherever you go! ”

The old man said, sorrow came from his heart, grabbed the ground with his head, and sobbed: "I'm sorry for the ancestors and ancestors, the Chen family's incense is about to be cut off from me......"

"Daddy! Otherwise, you can hand me over! ”

Seeing this, the young man couldn't bear it in his heart, and gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"Smack!"

Unexpectedly, the old man slapped him in the face.

"Son, what a foolish thing you said! Kneel down for me and confess your mistakes to my fathers and fathers! You, you, the yellow skin begged for the seal, you let it be, what do you want it to do? ”

The old man was so angry that he pressed the young man on the futon and scolded him bitterly.

"Daddy! Follow him, and I'll die!" ”

The youth shouted aggrievedly.

The old man stiffened, sat on the ground with a "poof", his eyes were distracted, and he was also angry and talking nonsense!

Where don't you know, my son didn't do anything wrong?

The ancestors said: Yellow skin begging for sealing, like everyone dying, like a god declining.

It is necessary to know that man is the spirit of all things, and his words contain prophecy, saying: prophecy, prophecy, and commandment. (谶, the same sound)

As the saying goes: "A word prospers the country, and a word loses the country." "Don't talk about people during the day, talking about people will harm your life; Don't talk about ghosts at night, if you say ghosts, you will be ghosts. ”

It is the power of prophecy.

It is this proverb canonization that the Yellow Skin is asking for.

At this time, Mo Chuan, who was watching this scene all the time, realized what no matter how dull he was?

Feelings he has become the ancestor of this old and young?

In this way, the so-called auditory hallucinations are the old man still begging for the protection of his ancestors?

Mo Chuan's expression became strange.

He has never been married, and he has never left a seed, where can he have such a big descendant?

If he remembers correctly, this old man calls himself the Chen family, and his surname is Mo, so he can't beat the eight poles?

Or is what you see in front of you a terminally ill hallucination?

"Woo-woo-woo-"

Suddenly, a whimper and bark interrupted Mo Chuan's absurdity.

With the words of the whisper, there is also a yin wind blowing into the ancestral shrine, blowing the incense ash fluttering, the candle flame swaying, the shadow teeth and claws, so not terrifying.

"Daddy! It's coming! It's coming! ”

The young man was shocked and turned his head to look out the door, his eyes bulging and bloodshot.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

The old man subconsciously protected the young man, but his legs trembled like chaff, and he was obviously frightened.

As they looked out the door, a puff of white smoke poured in.

In a moment, the ancestral hall was filled and the candles were obscured.

In the smoke longing, a behemoth with a door frame beam slowly poked out of the smoke.

It looks like a swollen jackal, with a sharp beak and fangs, scarlet eyes, as big as a copper bowl, and the sideburns on its back pierce the sky, which is terrifying!

"Giggle...... Don't come here...... Stay back! ”

The young man looked at the monster looming in the thick fog, his teeth chattered in horror, he lost his mind, the color of the trousers under his crotch suddenly darkened, and a stench came to his face.

"Great, great immortal! My son didn't mean to do bad things for the fairy family...... Everything is good to discuss, just let my Chen family go, my Chen family is willing to build a temple for the immortal family to worship......"

People grow old and become fine.

The old man gritted his teeth and pleaded tremblingly.

"I don't say anything, I have more than enough to cultivate immortals, and I have crossed the four tribulations, and finally come to this step of preserving the truth! I don't want you to wait for sluts, destroy my immortal base, and destroy my Taoism...... It can also be made up for by repairing temples and worshipping? ”

The huge spirit shouted angrily, and the smoke was billowing out, if it was from the dragon's cloud, it would not be terrifying to accompany it!

"Great Immortal Master, there is something to discuss, it is good to discuss......"

"It's not negotiable! I just want this kid's life to fill in my lack! ”

The old man looked at this terrifying scene, his face was full of despair, and he cried out in sorrow: "Ancestors and ancestors, save my son...... Save the Chen family! ”

When the prayer sounded, the incense offering on the two-eared three-legged incense burner on the offering table became more and more cracked, and the curling green smoke went straight to Mo Chuan's mouth and nose.

Mo Chuan subconsciously inhaled his mouth and nose, not wanting that when he inhaled, a mysterious feeling came to his heart.

——Eat incense and relieve people from disasters.

"Who?"

A loud shout interrupted Mo Chuan's thoughts.

The huge spirit of the ancestral hall suddenly raised his head and looked at the shrine tablet, his face full of fierceness, with a bit of horror.

"Thorn-"

Outside the ancestral hall, a dragon lightning shattered the darkness and illuminated the interior through the carved wooden windows.

On the vermilion lacquer shrine, the incense and green smoke surround it, like flames and dust, and a majestic thing that does not distinguish the body looms, jumping on it.

Behind him, the dark and secluded realm, the abyss and the mountains.

A piece of yin and filthy qi rises up, straight to the nine heavens!

"Are you...... The ancestor of the Chen family? ”

The huge spirit, the voice was suspicious, and the figure was even more uncertain, hesitating to advance and retreat.

The ancestor of the Chen family? I?

Mo Chuan's heart moved, and he looked down at himself slightly.

I saw that I was floating on a tablet, my body was transparent and fluttering, and I couldn't see it if there was anything below my waist.

The big candle flame next to the bean illuminates the tablet with a long shadow, but his shadow is missing.

I, I'm ...... Turned into a ghost?

Mo Chuan's heart throbbed, I don't know if this is an illusion or a bizarre time-traveling?

"No wonder the Chen family doesn't hide or escape, it turns out that they are relying on the blessing of their ancestors! It's a pity, it's a pity that you're gone, you're already a ghost, and you're afraid of ghosts, but I'm not a ghost. ”

Huang Buyu said coldly. (聻, the same sound as the sword.) ）

However, having said that, it stared at Mo Chuan, unmoving.

Deaf? What do you mean?

Mo Chuan's heart suddenly hung in the air.

However, combined with the context of Huang Pizi, he still vaguely guessed some meaning.

I'm afraid this spirit has misunderstood something?

Now he is obviously testing him, once he finds out that he is strong outside, he will inevitably kill the killer!

What to do?

If it's a hallucination, that's fine;

If it's really bizarre, you can't be careless!

"You have good eyesight, and you actually recognize my real body."

Mo Chuan did not respond positively to Huang Pizi's words, and quietly changed the topic.

"You and I are a barren beast, illiterate?"

The spirit sneered, and then chanted with a bit of self-satisfaction:

"Five Tone Collection Rhyme" once recorded: People die as ghosts, and people are afraid of them. Ghosts are dead, and ghosts are afraid. Deaf and disfigured, only by enjoying the incense, can it be condensed again, and then become a ghost. ”

Gan!

Can ghosts die again?

Feelings, am I one level lower than a ghost?

Mo Chuan felt bitter in his heart, how could this state "relieve people from disaster"?

"Do you know where I'm from?"

Mo Chuan was apprehensive, so he had to continue to change the topic, and in addition to clichés, he was looking for clues to break the situation.

"Hmph, if you eat the incense of the Chen family, you are naturally the ancestor of the Chen family......"

As Huang Pizi spoke, his expression suddenly changed, and the beast face couldn't hide his astonishment: "You, you come from...... Netherworld? ”

It was cautious, and since it dared to go to the appointment to take the life of the Chen family's boy, it naturally had a detailed investigation.

In other words, when it was decided to ask for closure and remove the false and retain the true, Chenjia Village was investigated.

The Chen family did not have the blessing of the ancestors at all.

It squatted at the Chen family, and it had never seen outsiders!

This man came out of nowhere, and there was no explanation for the terrible vision that he had never seen before, except for the Netherworld and Hell.

As for whether it will be occupied by a lonely ghost?

That's even more unlikely!

People have proverbs, and incense is sparse.

Whose incense is offered, that is, it belongs to whom, and others can't steal it at all!

Otherwise, wouldn't the Mantian Dao Temple and Buddha Temple have already become a comfortable nest for ghosts and ghosts?

"Your Excellency is well-informed!"

Mo Chuan replied.

I thought that since I was considered the ancestor of the Chen family, I naturally came from the Netherworld, so I simply recognized it.

"Dare to ask sir, what does this Netherworld Mansion look like?"

Huang Buyu asked, even though he had already guessed the truth in his heart, he was cautious by nature, but he still asked subconsciously.

It is not only to seek verification, but also to leave a way out.

As a spirit raised by nature, the fairy road is vast, and the road is difficult and difficult.

Even if the false is removed and the truth is retained, the human form is condensed, and the immortal base is cast, it is just standing on the starting line of the human race.

It has experienced too many calamities, but it has lost its sharpness and become more cautious.

If you can find out the appearance of the Netherworld in advance, you can also plan early when you succeed in the future.

"What do you think the underworld looks like?"

Mo Chuan asked, all kinds of thoughts rolling in his heart.

"The world says that the gloom is eerie and terrifying, full of lonely souls and wild ghosts, and the bones are craggy and miserable."

"But I live there, but it is crowded, and the prosperous world is like a flower, so I am not comfortable."

Mo Chuan's words are not shocking, since this spirit asked this, it was either a statement of verification, or a shameless question.

No matter how he answers, there is a half chance that he will be wrong.

In that case, it's better to gamble!

"What? W-This can't be?! Huang Buyu was shocked.

"Oh, how could it be?" Mo Chuan asked, secretly relieved in his heart, he was right.

"I heard that the Netherworld Mansion is the prison and execution ground where the Ghost Emperor Yama interrogates and punishes criminals, how can it be so prosperous and uncomfortable?"

"The so-called Netherworld Mansion is just a self-consolation word that the people's grievances cannot be extended, there is no way to appeal, and you are a big demon, and you also believe in this false rumor?"

Mo Chuan paused and said:

"Besides, since this ghost emperor Yama has the ability to judge, why not cut it off from the root, and just do the useless work of making up for the dead?"

Huang Pizi was dumbfounded: "Sir...... Not me? ”

Mo Chuan smiled: "If I trick you, isn't this what you want?" ”

Huang Buyu was stunned for a while, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and his heart suddenly had mixed feelings: "Let Mr. laugh!" ”

It asks about the Netherworld and Hell, and in essence, it is also a kind of cowardice.

Jiazi's cultivation, although it has never harmed people's lives, but also often absorbs people's essence, if the Netherworld exists, its situation after death will be unimaginable.

At this time, it is also trying to kill the Chen family's boy, and do his best to make up for his ways.

If the ancestor of the Chen family intends to stop it, why should he say that "the prosperous world is like a flower"?

According to folklore, wouldn't it be beautiful to intimidate?

From this point of view, the Chen family's ancestor is not only honest, but also fearless!

That's right, with a wisp of incense, you can cross from the underworld and hell, how can it be a mediocre hand?

At this thought, Huang Buyu's heart moved, and the smoke billowing in the ancestral hall disappeared in an instant.

Its terrifying and hideous form suddenly turned into a half-man-tall weasel like a deflated pig's urine.

Dressed in a wide robe with large sleeves, it took out a stack of transparent objects from its bosom and offered it:

"Today, thanks to Mr. regardless of the previous suspicions, Huang is ashamed of it, this painting skin is made by me to take the skin of the person who died violently, and it is entangled in the yin, which can be used by Mr. to travel."

The sound fell, and the painted skin flew towards the shrine.

"If you have a heart, Mo will keep it." Mo Chuan said with a smile.

"Mo, Mo?" Huang Buyu was stunned, isn't he the ancestor of the Chen family? What's the last name?

Seeing this, Mo Chuan was not in a hurry, let alone explained.

"Restrain yourself from the precipice, be good, I hope you will do it yourself!"

After speaking, his body suddenly became clear, and he disappeared in front of Huang Buyu and the Chen family's father and son.

At the same time, the incense offering on the two-eared three-legged incense burner "snapped" a wisp of incense ash, and the last ember was quietly extinguished.

The green smoke that shrouded it also lost its source at this moment and gradually dissipated.

Huang Buyu looked at this scene blankly, and when he came back to his senses, he only felt that his legs were weak, and he was almost paralyzed to the ground.

Netherworld, come and go freely.

What a power!

What the old man just said is a test?!