I didn't go far along this road, and I saw a huge checkpoint, with three big characters of "Ghost Gate" written on it, and there were Yin soldiers guarding both sides of the door.

After Qi Fan handed over the identity token, the Yin soldier was not released.

The yin cha next to him hurriedly stuffed a few pieces of paper money, and they successfully entered the ghost gate.

Qi Fan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Hades is better, but the little ghost is difficult.

The ancients did not deceive me.

Behind the Ghost Gate is a wide official road, which is the famous Huangquan Road, and there are large patches of flowers blooming on the other side of the road, which looks like it is paved with blood from a distance.

In the distance is the magnificent Lechuan River, the river is blood-yellow, inside is the lonely soul and wild ghost that cannot be reincarnated, full of insects and snakes, stumps and broken arms, and the fishy wind blows on the face.

Qi Fan couldn't help frowning, he really couldn't get used to the strong ghost aura here.

After walking through Huangquan Road, you will come to Nai He Bridge.

There was a long queue in front of the bridge, and an old woman with gray hair was building a pot in front of the bridge, boiling hot soup, and handing bowls to the reincarnated ghosts.

A cute little girl asked timidly.

"Grandma, is this soup bitter?"

The old woman had a kind face.

"Good baby, grandma will add some sugar to you."

A middle-aged man with a beard on his face, a kitchen knife in his head, and covering his intestines in the back also happily stepped forward.

"Auntie, can you add some wine to the soup? I want Chang'an's cinnamon to be drunk. ”

The old woman also replied with a kind face.

"Okay, young man, how about I give you some more human yellow? Even if you die, you don't forget to drink. ”

It caused many ghosts around him to laugh.

The man had no choice but to return to the group in a huff.

Qi Fan couldn't help but be curious when he looked at the scene in front of him, and asked about the yin beside him.

"How do these ghosts seem so open-minded?"

The yin didn't care about the reply.

"People who have died once, what else can't be open-minded."

At this moment, the prisoner cart shook violently, and the ghosts inside were violently slamming.

The yin cha next to him hurriedly pasted another piece of rune paper, scolding in his mouth.

"It's all when I get to the bridge, and I'm still restless."

Another ghost almost answered.

"Probably because she saw the little girl just now, that's why she rioted like this."

Qi Fan couldn't help but be curious in his heart, there seemed to be a story about this female ghost.

The three of them walked to the front of the Nai He Bridge in a prisoner's car, and the two yin chauffeurs poured Meng Po soup on the female ghost.

Qi Fan couldn't help but talk to this old woman curiously.

"How many years have you been in front of this bridge?"

The old woman replied with a smile.

"It's a long time ago, and I don't remember the old body very clearly, so I guess there will be a few times."

Qi Fan was taken aback, it would be eighteen thousand years in a while, and this old woman seemed to be very simple.

"Aren't you immortal?"

The old woman smiled indifferently, "Immortal? How can it be so good, the old body is just distressed about these hundreds of millions of living beings, and the ambition is hard to dissipate. ”

Qi Fan couldn't help but be solemn, how many trillions of people have traveled back and forth, and this kind of merit also makes it difficult for this Meng Po to dispel her desires, what a grand wish this is.

"Xiaoyou, I don't think you are like a person from the netherworld, it's better to leave as soon as possible, don't ruin your Taoism."

Qi Fan was shocked, this old woman could see her origin, and hurriedly bowed.

"The kid has a reason to come, he is new to the treasure land, and he hopes that his predecessors will take care of him."

The old woman just smiled faintly, "I'm an old woman, what can I do to help you, if you really encounter danger, burn this hair, and naturally someone will come to help." As he spoke, he tore off a gray strand of hair from his head and handed it to Qi Fan.

Qi Fan carefully put away his hair, saluted, and continued to hurry with two yin differences.

However, the bridge is divided into three layers, and the ghosts of good people can safely pass through the upper bridge, the bluestone bridge deck, the bridge is wide and the road is thick, and it is very easy to walk.

Those who cross the middle bridge with both good and evil are ordinary narrow bridges, and there are no guardrails on both sides, so you need to be cautious when walking.

The ghost of the wicked crossed the bridge on the lower level, the bridge was narrow and smooth, there were no guardrails on both sides, and if you were not careful, you would be hooked by the severed arms and stumps in the Lechuan River, and fall into the dirty waves, and be bitten by copper snakes and iron dogs.

Qi Fan and the two yin chases are the same as this resentful ghost, and they can't take the three bridges according to common sense.

Therefore, after stuffing some paper money into the two Yin cha guarding the bridge, Chenghuang walked onto the three-story wide bridge.

Bluestone bridge deck, five steps, west of the bridge for women, east of the bridge for men, left yin and right yang.

"Whoever dies at the age of ninety-seven will wait three years on the bridge."

A thousand years of retrospective, a hundred years of promise.

Maybe the relationship between husband and wife in this life began and ended here.

What a bridge, what a parting in the past life, how to meet in this life, but how to reunite in the next life.

Qi Fan had never died, he didn't understand these feelings, and continued to walk in the middle of the bridge with a group of people, and the male and female ghosts on both sides didn't dare to say anything when they saw it, after all, the Yin Cha Heavenly God had restraint on ghosts.

After crossing the Nai He Bridge, there were two guards at the end of the bridge, and they presented paper money again.

Qi Fan couldn't help it, so he asked curiously.

"Aren't you all bad, why do you still stuff him with paper money?"

The yin smiled awkwardly, "Although they are all yin, they belong to different departments, and it is easy to do things with some personnel." Then he touched his head with his hand, "After all, it's all about performance." ”

Qi Fan is also helpless, it seems that it is not easy to do anything anywhere.

However, there is a three-zhang high earthen platform on the side of the bridge, called Wangxiangtai, the yellow clouds are deserted, and the figure of the previous life is vaguely seen.

Many ghosts climbed the earthen platform and wept there, either unwilling or regretful, whether it was good or evil, it didn't matter anymore.

Today is not today, yesterday is not yesterday.

Qi Fan also took the female ghost to the lookout platform, and the two Yin cha retreated the ghosts left and right, leaving a large open space for the female ghost to come out.

Qi Fan opened the cage and watched carefully.

He was not afraid of any danger he encountered, but he was afraid that the female ghost would go crazy and frighten the other ghosts around him.

The cage opened, and a female ghost in a white prison uniform sat cross-legged, her eyes were blank, her pupils were dim, and there were two long fangs at the corners of her mouth, her head was unkempt and dirty, and her yellow snot and two lines of blood and tears were almost stuck together.

Qi Fan couldn't see anyone buried like this, just like he didn't like to go to the ghost market to come to the netherworld.

With a wave of his hand, he performed a cleansing technique and picked up the female ghost a little.

Looking at the beautiful female ghost in front of him, Qi Fan nodded with satisfaction.

"Look, this is the last place you can see your past life."

The female ghost's eyes turned at this time, and she was slightly bright.

The yellow mist was long, a ripple was spreading, and in the void, an elegant courtyard appeared, and the plaque at the door read the word "Lin Zhai".

In the middle of the courtyard, there are two rows of green bamboo, three or five plum blossoms, one of which is a stone table, a purple sand teapot on the table, a few cups of building lamps upside down, and a rattle.

Qi Fan secretly thought to himself, mansions, mansions, homes, courtyards, houses, and houses, it seems that this female ghost was also a wealthy family during her lifetime.