On the underworld, ghosts that have just died are like automatic robots, following the rules of the netherworld, drifting towards the ghost gate, forming a magnificent 'Huangquan Road'.

In the underworld, there is also a yin wind blowing, although it is not as harmful to the soul as the scorching sun of the yang world, but it still hurts like a knife to scrape on the soul.

Therefore, there is no need for the ghosts to guide them, these souls who have only been dead for a long time, and the souls that are still in a daze will line up and gather towards the place with the least yin wind.

There is a great ability to open a Huangquan Road before the ghost gate, this road is sheltered by the rules of the ghost gate, the yin wind is the least, naturally it can restrain the unconscious soul, can greatly reduce the workload of the ghosts.

is like the scene where Black and White Impermanence personally arrests people, unless this person has a great background, or the crime is extremely evil, and it is basically impossible to happen.

Of course, there are many problems with doing so.

For example, many powerful Netherworld Ghost Dynasty will take away their souls on the Huangquan Road from time to time to fill their own people, and there are also some demons who are entrenched in the Netherworld and come to the Huangquan Road to fight tooth sacrifices.

There are many such cases, and the Yin Division will even send troops to fight against them, but after all, the Netherworld is facing the heavens and all the worlds, and it cannot be completely eliminated.

In particular, the powerful ghost dynasties have great power behind them, which has led to the scene of the ghost emperors of the ten directions in the netherworld.

"Actually, I heard that the netherworld in other places is even more chaotic than ours."

Long Po and Lin Mosheng did not go along the Ghost Gate Avenue, but used gossip to pursue and go along a winding sheep intestine path, which was the road that the smugglers specially walked, and the ghost king who was captive in the port was the road he walked.

There are many such roads, which are opened up from all over the Guimenguan Avenue, just like the smuggling passages in the real world, and they cannot be completely forbidden.

Lin Mosheng looked at Long Po, "What's the mess?" ”

"They don't have all the rules of reincarnation there, so I heard that many places directly establish a kingdom of God to contain the souls after death, and these souls enter their respective kingdoms of God according to their beliefs, and after a few hundred years, the yin life is exhausted, if the soul itself cannot go further, then the soul will dissipate and merge with the kingdom of God, and there is no chance of reincarnation."

Speaking of this, Long Po was a little afraid.

Although reincarnation also has great drawbacks, it will throw away all kinds of previous lives, for ordinary people, it is almost equivalent to another person, but there is always a thought.

Lin Mosheng nodded, there are gains and losses, the West promotes the concept of the kingdom of God.

But the fact that you can live forever through faith after death is a false proposition in itself, after all, the soul also has a lifespan.

Unless there is a steady stream of supernatural powers to renew the lives of ordinary people, how can the soul be immortal.

The sheep intestine path is dark here, Long Po took out a paper lantern and lit it with a divine fire, but even so, it can only illuminate three meters around the two of them, and three meters away, it is completely unclear.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the front.

"It's the Hungry Ghost Dao!"

Then I saw the guys smuggling in the small roads frantically fleeing in both directions.

Long Po looked at Lin Mosheng, "General, try not to leave the sheep intestine path, if you leave the sheep intestine path, you will be completely lost in the boundless netherworld, unless you have great magical powers, it will be difficult to return the same way!" ”

The candle flame in Lin Mosheng's eyes flickered, and he looked at the hungry ghosts in front of him who were frantically attacking the stowaways.

Because the Sheep Intestine Trail itself is a smuggling path, the Netherworld Yin soldiers will not come to patrol at all, and the Hungry Ghost Path also knows about this situation, and comes here from time to time to take away the soul.

It was a group of yaksha-like ghosts, all of them were nearly four meters tall, with big bellies like buckets, slender feet but movements like the wind, skin or indigo, or red, holding steel forks, a group of 100 people, each of them was no less powerful than the so-called ghost king of Hong Kong, and even stronger, and the basic attributes were above 20 points.

They smirked, held steel forks, caught a stowaway, and inserted it directly, through the body, with a rope, and dragged behind them.

The Yaksha moved like the wind, and soon came to Lin Mosheng, there was no way to avoid it, and Lin Mosheng shot directly.

He made a knife with his hand, slashed forward, and the silver-white knives danced one after another, like a silverfish swimming in the sea in the dark environment.

The silverfish swept across the necks of the yakshas, and their heads fell into the dust with disbelief.

"Hard point, retreat! Fall back! ”

When the Yakshasas saw this, they fled like crazy.

Lin Mosheng didn't chase them either.

Because he killed these yakshas, he got very little good deeds, almost nothing.

Different worlds have different rules.

It is a sin for the Yaksha to rob souls, but they live by this method in the first place, and it is reasonable to rob souls by smuggling them.

Of course, it is not a sin for Lin Mosheng to kill them, in the underworld, the weak eat the strong, Lin Mosheng does not kill them, and these yakshasas will not be kind enough to let Lin Mosheng go, this is the rule here.

The smugglers who wanted to run around saw this scene, and they all secretly shouted, "There are masters." ”

They immediately leaned up cautiously, but they didn't dare to get too close for fear of annoying Lin Mosheng.

A stowaway's sharp eyes found a familiar person, and hurriedly shouted, "Long Po, Long Po, it's me!" ”

Lin Mosheng turned his head to look at Long Po, "Do you know?" ”

Long Po glanced at the person who came, and had a few friendships, so she said, "This is a Yin walker in Hong Kong, and when I was in Yin before, I was taken care of by him a few times. ”

Lin Mosheng nodded, "Let him come over." ”

Long Po beckoned to the shouting person, and the other party immediately laughed, and walked into Lin Mosheng's aperture under the envious gaze of a group of people around him.

He first saw the dignified Long Po even if he was in the soul, and sighed, by chance, three months ago, Long Po was still a yin walker like him, and even at a lower level, but three months later, Long Po had already met a noble person and soared.

Long Po was the first to introduce to the Yin Walker, "This is my general. ”

Then he pointed to the Yin Ke and said, "This is Ah Lin Gong, who has opened several stores in Yin City, the capital of Hong Kong. ”

As soon as Ah Lin Gong heard Long Po's introduction, he immediately knew who the person in front of him was.

Good guy, dare to kill the ruthless people of the Dragon King Temple in the South China Sea.

He hurriedly said, "Meet the general." ”

Lin Mosheng nodded, and looked at Ah Lin Gong, the other party was similar to the previous Long Po, at most he had more magical powers, he looked thin and thin, and his soul was already a little twilight because of the perennial yin.

Even Lin Mosheng estimated that this Alin Gong's body in the yang world was already close to death, and now it was all hanging by secret methods.

When Long Po saw Ah Lin Gong at this time, she thought of herself three months ago, and couldn't help but sigh, "You are so old, and you are still in the yin." ”

If he hadn't met himself and Lin Mosheng this time, it would have been dangerous.

Ah Lin Gong laughed dryly, with a sense of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he subconsciously took out a magic pipe, looked at Lin Mosheng again, and suddenly didn't know whether to light a cigarette or not.

Lin Mosheng smiled, "You are casual, I don't have so many rules." ”

After the catastrophe, I don't let others smoke two puffs of cigarettes to slow down.

Ah Lin Gong smiled stiffly, "Then I will trespass in front of the general." ”

He lit a special tobacco, and the power of incense emanated from the tobacco leaves, and he took two puffs comfortably, and then replied, "My grandson has recently entered the Tao, and I want to save some money for him to practice, so that he will not become a sinister like me in the future, begging for a living." ”

If it is said that Long Po has been busy all her life, it is for the job of being bad.

Then this Alin Gong is for his grandson.

Lin Mosheng is not in a hurry, anyway, that 'Ami' is suspected of being a heavenly official, and he doesn't know what the calculations are.

So he walked with great interest and chatted casually, "Entering the Tao? Which path are you practicing? Do you have any career plans for the future? ”

When Ah Lin Gong heard this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately knew what he meant.

"General, I found two basic Qi Collecting Secret Books of the Dao Gate, that kid in my family, under my supervision, practiced day and night, and now he is only sixteen years old, he has already entered the Dao, and his heart is not bad."

Lin Mosheng glanced at Long Po, and Long Po nodded invisibly, representing that this Alin was a good person.

There is a shortage of people in his City God's Temple, although Lin Mosheng will not be nepotistic, but he does not avoid relatives, he understands information, and he also has to go through the people around him.

Lin Mosheng deduced the Fuxi gossip according to what A Lin Gong said, and determined that there was no major deviation, but a person's specific personality was suitable for serving in the City God Temple, and he had to go through some assessment.

He said with a smile, "It just so happens that the City God Temple is short of people right now, if he wants to find an errand, he can come to the assessment." ”

After getting Lin Mosheng's promise, Ah Lin Gong opened the conversation box, and always told Lin Mosheng how good his grandson was along the way.

It wasn't until Lin Mosheng could clearly hear the black line on his forehead that he couldn't stop it unsatisfactorily.

Of course, Lin Mosheng doesn't have much aversion to this kind of thing, and he pities the hearts of parents all over the world.

There are even times when grandparents really love their grandchildren.

The soul floats at an extremely fast speed, especially under the rules of a world where the Netherworld has a reduced sense of materiality, which is almost equivalent to a car running at full strength.

After walking for about two hours, a light appeared in front of me, revealing a huge torii.

The archway itself is a treasure of pure yang, exuding a scorching and pure aura in the underworld.

The nine pillars of the archway stand side by side, and the eight sheep intestine paths are pulled to form eight roads to enter.

There are nine pillars on the Yin Dragon relief lifelike, the top of the archway, with the dragon gas outlined a few big characters.

Yanfu Ghost City.

A few more small prints followed.

In the first year of Tianyuan, Emperor Wu of Dajingwu was established.

There are Yin soldiers stationed under each avenue, charging entry fees to enter the city.

In the bustling eight sheep intestines, Lin Mosheng estimated that the flow of people was not smaller than the main city road in the first-tier cities.

He looked out at the ghost market behind the torii.

I saw a lunar moon hanging high in the sky.

The dim moonlight fell, and a glorious ghost town came into view.

Dark high-rise buildings rose from the ground, row upon row, like monster scales covering the barren land, and connected by cloud corridors, like spider webs, covering the entire city.

Although the style of the pavilion is strange, it is whimsical, less materialistic, but more peculiar beauty.

In the city, the light is very dark, so in front of the main buildings, there are red lanterns, which are like street lamps, lighting up the entire craggy ghost market.

It can be clearly seen that between the cloud corridors, all kinds of demons and monsters walking, they are either riding ghost cars, or riding Yan horses, in the night, colorful, if mortals enter, it is like breaking into a strange picture.

"This is the real ghost market."

Lin Mosheng sighed and looked at Long Po, "How much does it cost to build a ghost market like this?" ”

Long Po knew Lin Mosheng's ambitions, and replied seriously, "There must be 100,000 Yin soldiers stationed, four pure yang treasures, four ghosts and immortals, one Zheng Qipin to confer ghosts and gods, and yang luck support." ”

Lin Mosheng nodded, the treasure of pure yang and ghosts, immortals, ghosts and gods, and the luck of the yang world He has a way, but there are only 100,000 Yin soldiers......

He rubbed his chin, did he slaughter the community and let them garrison here?

Thinking of this, Lin Mosheng shook his head, no, this is simply fishing for the best of his life.

He thought as he entered the city.

When he entered the city, he found an interesting thing, the eight avenues, the ghosts of their avenues were the most polite, and the service attitude was almost written on the face that the customer was God.

On the avenue next to it, the ghosts directly scolded the souls, and if there was a slight mistake, they immediately whipped them.

Lin Mosheng saw that everything here was new, and he asked curiously, "What is the reason for this?" ”

Ah Lin Gong finally straightened his chest in front of Lin Mosheng, "We are people from the Fundamental Realm. ”

Lin Mosheng secretly complained, is there regional discrimination when a ghost?

Then there is the entrance fee to the city, which Long Po has already prepared.

This is a special underworld coin, made with incense, and is commonly used in the Yin Division.

About a penny of incense is refined into a penny of silver.

After entering the ghost market, Lin Mosheng used the [Xiyi Method] to cover up, and asked Long Po in a low voice, "How much dark silver can we have in a year?" ”

Long Po estimated and said, "If we can collect the Chenghuang faith in Nanyang, we can have a million taels of silver a year, and if we can really gather the believers in Nanyang, Falklands, Philippines, Siam, and Laos, and establish a complete Chenghuang system......"

She didn't finish, because she didn't know for a while.

Ah Lin Gong was shrouded by Lin Mosheng, so he also heard this.

He secretly smacked his tongue, he had long known that he had killed people and set fire to the gold belt.

Today I know what it means to steal the hook and steal the country.

Although I heard that this Lin sir exterminated the Dragon King Temple in the South China Sea and shook an extraterritorial bodhisattva in the South Seas, the gods and Buddhas were too far away from him to even imagine it.

But how much silver is here, he feels it personally.

The paper money burned by ordinary people can also be used as silver, but of course it is not calculated by the denomination of the paper money, but by the incense, luck, and faith that come with it.

The luck of an ordinary family of five, the power of faith, burned to the ancestors, is only ten taels of silver a year.

Moreover, the silver is a consumable, and for ghosts, it can be used directly, so there is no inflation problem at all.

Lin Mosheng couldn't help but straighten his waist, and today he felt like the boss.