People die as ghosts, ghosts die as deaf, deaf death as hope, hope dies as yi, raze death as micro, micro death is invisible.

Colorless and.

Silently and said -

This is actually a path of cultivation in the Netherworld Ghost Path.

Most of the origins of the yin ghosts in the world are nothing more than three categories.

One is that the body of the cultivator is dilapidated and no longer usable, but the Yuan Spirit does not want to devote himself to the reincarnation in the Yellow Spring, but absorbs the Qi of the turbidity and yin decay, changes the quality of the Yuan, and refines himself into a Yin Spirit ghost.

In order to transfer to the path of the ghost and ghosts, and then prove immortality.

This method is very common in some land, land, and air, and it is not surprising that within a clan and a faction, people and ghosts gather in the same hall, and the ghost mother and the son of man are in the same room.

However, after all, Xu Dutian is ranked among the heavens and universes, far from being comparable to the earth, land, and realm, and now it is the world of immortal dao manifestation, and Huanghuang is overwhelming all the remaining mystical tribulations.

Cage the world and vomit yin and yang.

When stretching for four hours, the eight poles of discipline -

The cultivators in this heavenly universe are also very arrogant, if the physical body is damaged, most of their primordial spirits will also choose to be reincarnated, in order to re-enter the immortal gate system in the next life, rather than to transform their own primordial spirits into retreat and continue to practice with the body of a yin ghost.

The second is a turbid yin place like the abyss.

The time is not right, the light is not clear, the yang energy does not come, and the turtle and snake are closed.

Over the years, the gods have moved but not moved, and the gods have not emblems, and they can also give birth to countless natural yin spirits and ghosts.

And the last one.

It is these yin spirits and ghosts that intersect with each other and produce devils and ghosts......

……

Song Rupu was not incarnated by the Yuan Spirit of a cultivator, nor did he have any ghost fathers and ghosts, but only because of the creation of the turbid yin in the abyss, an ordinary yin soul was born by luck.

At first, I was just ignorant and uninspired, and then I don't know how many years passed, and then I gradually gave birth to my mind and understood morality.

Although the abyss is a treacherous and dangerous place for immortal people, it is a superior place for ghosts such as Song Rupu, which can be compared to those blessed lands and caves in the orthodox immortal path.

After sucking turbidity all the way, and being swallowed by the big ghost as a snack several times, but narrowly escaped death, Song Rupu finally made a little name.

Later, he also took the name Song Rupu from himself according to an ancient book, which can be said to be the time to be complacent.

And the reason why he was captured was because he heard that the son of Shanhu Gong was interested in recruiting a son-in-law, so he came over to have a good time, wanting to ask for a cup of happy wine to drink.

Shanhu Gong is a well-known ghost elder in this realm.

In the practice of the Netherworld Ghost Path,

People die as ghosts, ghosts die as deaf, deaf death as Xi, hope dies as Yi, Yi dies as micro, micro dies as formless-

As for the invisible, there is another vast world.

This old man has been promoted from "ghost" to "deaf", and before Yijiazi, he climbed from "deaf" to "Xi".

Now it is a powerful ghost in the realm of "Daxi".

And Shanhu Gong's wife, Feihua Mother-in-law, is also a "deaf", and her combat power is also good, which should not be underestimated.

These two ghosts have been entrenched in the dominance for an unknown number of years, commanding a group of evils, hundreds of heirs, and countless ghosts under their command.

Although it is far from being comparable to those ancient Yin Gods in the depths of the abyss, it is also a hegemon.

Song Rupu only planned to come over to see the excitement, and then say a few words of flattery, if the young lady was happy, he couldn't say that he would be able to climb the network of Shanhu Gong in the future.

At that time, the future is truly limitless.

Unexpectedly, it was just a face, and the young lady who had already recruited a husband met Song Rupu herself at a glance.

In order to show her sincerity, she deliberately swallowed her husband in the original photo, and then put Song Rupu, who couldn't resist, under house arrest.

Three days later, it's time for the wedding!

Watching the lively people become lively.

Thinking of the young lady's dignity, Song Rupu felt a shudder, and both of them were trembling.

It was almost a mountain of pus-stinking, penicillium macula, but in vain to move.

The stench and foul wind that came out of the young lady's mouth and nose were enough to blow Song Rupu from the courtyard pavilion to the middle hall, and he couldn't stop rolling along the road.

This is definitely not a marriage, it is really going to kill!

Song Rupu also persevered and escaped a few times, but he was repeatedly stopped by a group of servants, and he couldn't get out......

Then.

The long-tongued ghost looked at Song Rupu, who was pressed to the ground by a group of big ghosts and couldn't get out, and thought about it for a while, feeling that it was not a long-term harmony plan to be strong like this.

Then he changed his rhetoric and persuaded him softly:

"Why is my uncle so stubborn and refusing to obey?"

"Knowingly asked! You tell me?! ”

Song Rupu was furious, staring at the long-tongued ghost with a pair of eyes, if it weren't for the desperate holding down by a group of big ghosts, he couldn't let the long-tongued ghost taste a full meal of old punches.

"Flesh and skin are just appearances, it doesn't matter."

The long-tongued ghost grinned, and said disappreciatively:

"After the lights and candles are extinguished, aren't they all the same?"

"What a fucking fart! How can it be the same? After the lights and candles are extinguished, your lady will be enough to crush me if she turns over! ”

Song Rupu scolded, and his voice was like a bell.

And the long-tongued ghost was not annoyed, but waited patiently until he had finished scolding indignantly, and could not think of any new words with dry eyes, and then smiled:

"Say a thousand things and ten thousand, the young lady is the heir of the teapot and the Feihua mother-in-law.

Uncle, you have no relatives and elders, you are a lonely ghost, and secondly, you have no ability, and your magical powers and ghost skills are unbearable. To put it mildly, if your uncle is used as a dry snack by some powerful ghost one day to chew it raw, no one will howl for you.

Only when you fall in love with Miss's big thick legs, Uncle, do you have the opportunity to turn over and become a ghost, isn't it too stupid to be so obsessed? ”

Big thick legs?

How can that volume be called legs? It's clearly a city mall!

Even if you are gently pressed, you have to lose half your life!

Song Rupu looked like a tree for a while, his heart was like ashes, and he lived for a long time before he reluctantly spoke:

"I don't understand, I really don't...... Your young lady has clearly chosen a husband, why is it that when she sees me, she is impatient, as if she has to be me? ”

Song Rupu Muran had a face:

"I've been a ghost for so many years, and I haven't figured out what is outstanding about me? Your young lady is really discerning! ”

"Naturally, it's because my uncle is very beautiful."

The long-tongued ghost nodded and said firmly:

"My uncle is good-looking, and Miss admires it in her heart, what can't you think of?"

Pretty?

Song Rupu, who was furious, was stunned for a while, as if he had heard some bizarre joke.

He silently raised his hand to touch his face, rubbed his eyes vigorously, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

I've had my wisdom for so long.

With his middle-class attitude, it is the first time that he has heard such a judgment.

And the long-tongued ghost looked like he thought it was true, and several big ghosts who pressed him down were also headed, making him almost like he was in a dream, only wondering if he had heard it wrong.

"I ...... Good looks? I heard that Shanhu Gong has hundreds of heirs, and your young lady is considered to be the first-class who is not favored, and when I heard it today, I realized that the rumors were true. ”

Song Rupu's mood was very complicated, half funny, half depressed:

"Looks like you haven't eaten any good pork......

The long-tongued ghost made a look, and all the big ghosts who were very tall hurriedly understood, and put away their hands and feet in a panic, so that Song Rupu, who was expressionless, got up by himself.

"According to the old practice, not only Miss, but also Miss's two personal maids, Xiao Zen and Ziying, are also going to fill the house for my uncle."

She came to Song Rupu's side like a matter, and her long fishy tongue shook between words, which made Song Rupu feel cold, and hurriedly avoided a few steps.

"Xiao Zen, she is a Donkey Kong wrestler, uncle, you must be invisible, but Ziying was born very beautiful."

When the long-tongued ghost said this, he lamented:

"It's a pity that Ziying took the little ghosts to Laoliu Village today and collected meat from those turbid ghosts, and I don't know how the flesh is colored?

The good meat in the human pen has been almost eaten up by the young lady in recent years, and now she can't even find many pairs of breeding, so that everyone lacks some slippery taste in their mouths, and they only hope that it is first-class meat, that-"

"That's it! Who is going to tell you about cannibalism? ”

When he saw the long-tongued ghost talking and talking, his mouth was already full of saliva, and when he fell to the ground, he made a crackling sound.

Song Rupu interrupted her gushing in a cold voice:

"What kind of purple warbler is that, and it's also a Zhao Xiu who eats blood and eats cultivation?"

"Uncle is really joking, we even have a human fence here, which one is not Zhaoxiu who eats blood food?"

The long-tongued ghost collected the saliva and smacked his lips in a hurry: "Jing Xiu like my uncle is really rare, I have met a thousand spirit ghosts, but I am afraid that it is difficult to have a Jing Xiu." ”

"Why don't you taste the good taste of blood food to dissipate the anger in your heart?"

She shook her long tongue and smiled:

"It just so happens that the old body just got a good head from the human pen yesterday, he is not very old, his skin is smooth and tender, I heard that he is still an orthodox immortal practitioner, and he was born in the Xuanzhen sect outside the abyss?"

Song Rupu was silent with a cold face.

Turn around and go.

"Come on! Send my uncle back to the room! ”

The long-tongued ghost clapped his hands, and several big ghosts hurriedly followed.

"If you don't even eat blood food, what is the taste of living these days......

When Song Rupu went far away, he couldn't see a figure anymore.

The long-tongued ghost turned around and walked towards the human pen, muttering to himself:

"These Jing Xiu are all nerds, and they are not the same path as me and other Zhao Xiu, and I don't know what the situation is like after the young lady gets married, and how to deal with him?"

Thinking of this in his heart, the long-tongued ghost couldn't help but shake his head secretly, only to float his body, turn into a forest ghost, and fly into the air.

Hungry and thirsty in her belly, she seemed to faintly hear countless screams from the human pen in the distance, and smelled the sweet fragrance that diffused when the flesh was cut open by the big axe.

My heart was hot, and the speed was a little faster.

……

……

And the other place.

The fragrance wafts in the air, and the strings are loud.

Chen Heng looked up, only to see more than a dozen tall yin corpses with green faces and fangs, carrying a crimson gold silk soft sedan chair, slowly flying into the air, there was a group of musicians playing gongs and drums in front, and there were maids scattering flowers in the back, and the pomp was very big.

The yin wind was blowing, and the curtain was lifted open, and a delicate female ghost dressed in purple could be faintly seen sitting in a soft sedan chair.

She twisted some kind of snack on the table in front of her with her hand, and was sending it to her mouth one bite at a time, her eyes narrowing slightly, as if she was very satisfied.

"This boy is a rare guest, and he looks very good."

As soon as the golden silk soft sedan car stopped, a soft and glutinous laughter came out of the sedan chair.

The purple-clothed female ghost floated out of the soft sedan chair, looked at Chen Heng, and was stunned for a while, then said shyly:

"How can Childe stand in such a pickled realm and talk to this group of unwise turbid ghosts? Is it hunger and thirst? The slave family happens to have some snacks to eat here, why don't you use it first? ”

She raised her hand to hold up a porcelain disc on the table in the sedan chair, moved it to Chen Heng, pursed her lips and smiled:

"It was selected and slaughtered from the human pen today, it is really fresh, not those overnight sour goods, Childe might as well try it to see if it suits the taste."

The disc was very large, the size of a banana leaf, and on it were delicately placed some dark red hearts and spleens, and they were decorated with flowers and leaves.

A very fishy smell rushed straight to the nasal cavity, making people smell sick, the stomach pouch churned, and the breathing was uncomfortable.

"In the human body, I like the bits and pieces of internal organs the most, I think they are very refreshing and smooth, and even Miss sometimes can't snatch me."

The female ghost in purple said shyly and timidly:

"By the way, I haven't reported my family yet, the slave family is Miss Yue's personal maid, and Miss Yue is the heir of the Shanhu Gong and Feihua Mother-in-law, I don't know where the son was born in the treasure land, and have you ever heard the names of these two elders?"

It's a mountain pot again......

And a Flying Flower Mother-in-law?

Chen Heng thought for a moment, then smiled and said:

"It's just a lonely ghost in the mountains, where does he come from a prominent background, it's really not worth mentioning...... The names of the two elders, forgive me for being short-sighted, and I am ashamed and ashamed.

As for this time, I was thinking about it in Xia Jing, and I wanted to go out to travel, and I happened to see that there was an orthodox immortal monk tied up on this meat case, and I felt curious, so I came over to take a closer look, and if there was an offense, I would allow the girl not to blame. ”

"Traveling?"

The female ghost in purple nodded, smiling like a flower.

And then the way; "The slave family is called Ziying, and the son calls me like this, as for this orthodox immortal monk-"

She spoke: "Coincidentally, it seems that there are many people from outside the abyss recently, not only him, but many more, I think about it, what kind of Taoist priests of the Xuanzhen sect are they?" ”

"Oh? Where did these people get the guts? Is it from the mouth of the tiger? ”

Chen Heng was slightly startled in his heart, but his face remained silent, and he only smiled:

"The flesh and blood of the cultivator is the best blood food, I wonder if the girl has captured one?"

"Where did the slave family come from that ability, but the young lady personally went out and got a few good meat goods, I chatted with them, and I recognized the name."

Zi Ying was elated, and said with her fingers:

"Yu Wanxi, Wang Ying, Xu Zhi, and Zhao or something, forget it, I can't remember clearly."

Xu Zhi?

How is he?

How did he come to the abyss again!

Chen Heng was taken aback in his heart, forced his eyes to light, and was about to kill him.

And at this time.

Zi Ying suddenly turned around, and then took off her head with one hand!

"I don't know the name of the child, by the way—"

She said with pity:

"The concubine looks like this, is it okay?"