Yang Jiaren was silent at this time, and bowed his head slightly, as if he was secretly blaming himself. He walked the aisle, his heart was always not smooth, when he was alive, he often heard people say that the Huangquan Road was not easy to walk. That's true. Looking up on Huangquan Road, you can't see the sun, moon and stars, looking down, you can't see the land dust, looking forward, you can't see Yangguan Avenue, looking back, you can't see relatives and friends.

Yang Jiaren suddenly asked the envoy, the yin officer, when I was alive, I found that many family members of the deceased burned paper cows, paper horses, and paper carts for the deceased, I am dead now, I am a ghost, why can't I borrow these tools on the road? The envoy smiled and said, where can the paper cows, paper horses, paper carts and other things burned by the living for the dead be useful, that is just the idea of the living comforting the dead, and it can be regarded as self-deception, and the ghost of the dead cannot be used at all. You'd better go slowly!

Due to the bumps and twists along the way, Yang Jiaren really walked quite slowly. The hook stared at him, and said dissatisfiedly, I know that you didn't do anything bad when you were alive, and you are still a good person, if you are a bad person and walk so slowly, I will be unkind to you.

How are you welcome? Yang Jiaren asked.

If you are a bad person and walk so slowly, I will take a whip and whip you like an animal.

Hearing what the hook envoy said, the Yang family quickened his pace with interest, but in the end, because his legs were weak, he couldn't walk fast. It's no wonder that it was the first time for him to walk on such a difficult Huangquan Road, and his heart was nervous and sour, and he even felt that the air was also very dull.

The hook made fun of him again, Jia Ren, your current ghost can't be called a ghost, only when you enter Fengdu City can you be called a real ghost.

Yang Jiaren let out an "oh", and suddenly heard a ghost crying loudly behind him, and he looked back to see that a square-faced yin was whipping the yin spirit who seemed to refuse to walk; Look at it again, and it makes him feel strange - There is also a ghost who is walking slowly while talking with a round face; Behind them, there was also a yin spirit with a blank face and a yin who walked honestly, as if he was about to overtake the ...... in front of him

Don't worry about people, let's go! The hook envoy pulled the chain that bound Yang Jiaren and urged.

Yang Jiaren leaned forward with difficulty, and stumbled. He walked with a strong spirit, and asked the hooker complimentarily, the errand officer, I don't understand why some of the ghosts detained behind him are crying; Some laugh and talk; Some of them seem to be walking in a daze and don't say anything.

The goatee that hooked his chin smiled, and then said, Since you have asked here, I will tell you that the crying yin only wants to return the yang, and if he refuses to detain him, he can only cry. The joking yin soul was more cunning than the previous one, and he talked to Yin Cha along the way, hoping to move him and let Yin Cha let him return to Yang. The ghost who walked with his head buried in his head was a little demented, so he had nothing to say to the yin who detained him. There are other situations that I don't want to talk about.

The Yang family was excited for a while, and asked, Yin Errand Official, if a person is dead, can he still return to Yang? Can you make me return to the yang too? The hook said, "How is that possible?" Yang Jiaren knelt down on his knees, kowtowed a few times to the hook envoy, and raised his head again and said, Yin Errand Officer, can you do well? I think the yang world is still better than the underworld, and I am not used to coming here, even the sky is gloomy, as if there is never a bright time, and my mood is not cheerful.

The hook roared loudly, who rarely kowtowed to you? Stand up and hurry, don't be struggling. You want me to make you yang, don't dream. Take 10,000 steps back, I will let you return to yang, and you will not have a body that has come back to life. Your body has been buried on the hill, although it has not yet rotted, even if your soul returns to the body and comes back to life in the coffin of the grave, no one knows that you are alive, and no one opens the coffin, you will be forced to die, and then you will have to trouble us to detain your ghost again, do you think we have nothing to do!

Yang Jiaren dispelled the idea of returning yang, buried his head and walked for a while, and asked Yin Cha a question, so, what kind of yin soul can return yang? The envoy said that most of the dead people have reached the end of their lives, and if they want to return to the yang, they must let the disciples who are familiar with the underworld do things as soon as possible to buy longevity and grab souls, and buying longevity and robbing souls are all carried out on Huangquan Road, because they have not yet entered Fengdu City, and everything still has a turnaround. It can be seen that Huangquan Road is an accident-prone area.

As for those who commit suicide before the end of their lives, of course, there is no such thing as buying a life and robbing their souls. Generally speaking, it is very difficult for a yin soul who has been on Huangquan Road to get a living person to help him buy a life and grab a soul, and live a handful of years after returning to the yang.

Especially on Huangquan Road, no matter how the yin spirit begs and what kind of rhetoric tries to convince Yincha, it is in vain. Even if the Yin Soul tried his best to escape, it couldn't break free from the chain of death in Yincha's hand. If you don't do it well, you will be beaten up in vain.

Yang Jiaren sighed, drooped his head and said, In this way, I have no hope of returning to the yang. The hook replied, of course. Yang Jiaren said again, I'm too tired to walk, Yin Errand Officer, can you find an inn to rest for one night before leaving?

The hook made his eyes stand up, his face tensed, and he said no, no, haven't you heard of it? There are no inns on Huangquan Road, which is no joke. He pulled the chain hard, and when he saw Yang Jiaren frowning painfully, he felt happy, and continued, I'm still afraid that you will delay the trip, I wish you could go quickly and get out of this Huangquan Road as soon as possible! You still want to rest and recuperate, how is it possible? If you want to rest, go to the final destination - Fengdu City to rest!

After walking for a while, I saw a high stone platform in the distance, and the Yang family asked the envoy, what was that?

Isn't that Wangxiangtai? Have you ever heard of it? Once you arrive at Wangxiangtai, you can't come back to your hometown from afar. Still, I know, you're not going back.

I knew I wouldn't be able to go back to my hometown, and my plans were in vain. Yang Jiaren opened his eyes wide and continued to look forward, and said in surprise, Did I walk through Huangquan Road?

Yes, now I have taken you to the third station of the underworld, Wangxiangtai. The hook said.

A few more steps, the stone platform is even clearer, it is a sitting and lying rotating shape, and bursting out of the dark light. There are also three big red characters written on it: "Wangxiangtai".

Yang Jiaren suddenly asked, who built this? The envoy smiled and told him that this was the result of the wish of the compassionate Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva who was sympathetic to the unwillingness of all beings to die and to think of the true feelings of their relatives at home. Let you, the newly deceased souls, stand on the lookout platform and take a last look at your hometown and your relatives. Generally, when the newly deceased soul reaches the Wangxiang Tower, there is almost no possibility of resurrection, because its body in the yang world is almost in the coffin at the latest by this time.

The envoy pointed to the village platform and said to him, "Family, you can go up and have a look."

Okay, thank you Avalokiteshvara, for using his incredible compassionate wish to create this lookout so that I, the soul of the deceased who has left my hometown, can take one last look at my hometown. The Yang family was interested, and his face was full of smiles, but when he climbed the Wangxiang platform and faced his hometown, he saw his son Yang Chunlong, who was dressed in a vegetarian and silently knelt down in front of his spiritual card and sobbed sadly, he couldn't help but cry like rain and let out a cry of sorrow.

I asked you to go up to the lookout platform to see your hometown, why are you crying? The hook asked knowingly.