After Yuqing Shangxian returned to the Hall of Bliss, he did not immediately search for the Taoist priest, but first looked around for some better ghost fire branches, and then hid in the room.

Having learned the lesson of the last time, this time he prepared enough ghost fire branches, even if the mana is still weak, he can continue to connect with the gods and heavens with external power.

When he was done, he burned incense and began to channel with the scatters.

Soon there was a sound over there, and Scattered didn't seem to expect that Yuqing Shangxian would come over at this time, his words were full of surprise, and he asked worriedly: "Shangxian didn't receive a message from the robin?" or...... What trouble did you encounter on the night of the hundred ghosts?" and after pinching his fingers, he came up with the night of the hundred ghosts in the ghost world.

"No, no, I'm here to ask you about other things, I'm fine. "Isn't it all good, since the ghost envoys knew that the black mask on his head was opened by the hall master himself, they all helped him flatteringly, even if he was still a ghost envoy, it was much better than when he first came down before.

"What does the Immortal want to know this time?" asked Zero.

"That's right, have you ever heard that the Taoist priest of Chen Village Chen Pavilion has recently ascended, or...... Who has offended the gods and heavens? If so, help me find out who he is? immediately!"

"How did Yuqing Shangxian know about Chen Village's Chen Pavilion?" Scratching his head, he continued with a little doubt: "Recently, there was indeed a matter of Chen Village Chen Pavilion Taoist priest above the gods......

When the Yuqing Shangxian over there heard this, he said happily: "Say it quickly." ”

"That's the case, every three hundred years in the world is a fierce year, at that time, the gate of heaven will be opened, just a few days ago, it was the day when the gate of heaven was opened. ”

"And then?"

"At that time, there was a Taoist priest who claimed to be named Chen Sheng in Chen Village, and the immortal officials who went to bless him didn't know what to do, so they took him back to the gods, because Chen Village Chen Pavilion is now the source of the Red People under the Immortal Emperor, and the matter finally went to the Immortal Emperor, but the ...... he asked for" The tone of the Scattered Fall suddenly stagnated, and it seemed difficult to speak.

Yuqing Shangxian hurriedly urged and asked, "What are you asking for?"

Scattered hurriedly denied: "No, no, no, Shangxian, he begged to die......" Scattered said word by word to Yuqing Shangxian.

"What?"

"That's true, and we were stunned at the time. You said that although we are immortal officials, we can not be destroyed until we are feathered, but we are still afraid of dying, he is just a mortal, how can he think about it everywhere?"

His eyes were empty, as if through the air, he had seen something far away, and he had been frozen in place for a long time.

Chen Sheng had already drunk three bowls of Meng Po soup in succession, and drank a group of little ghosts on the side of the bridge to a daze, but he still reached over and shouted, "I want another bowl!"

Meng Po didn't want to drink the soup, but he shouted a kind of "come to a bowl of wine!" relief.

There was an unbelieving hanged ghost next to him, drooping with a pair of long red tongues, half of the whites of his eyes turned to Chen Sheng, and he had a really world-weary face. He took the lead in snatching the bowl of Meng Po soup from Meng Po's hand, and carefully tried the soup with his long tongue under the chaotic gaze of everyone.

"......"

"Ah!!h

Chen Sheng saw that the moment the long soft red tongue of the hanged ghost touched Meng Po soup, it seemed to be scalded by boiling water, and a kind of pain that swept from the bottom up and throughout the whole body was swept away in an instant. When he wanted to withdraw again, his body had been completely dissolved by the bowl of ordinary Meng Po soup, and after a whimper, his soul returned to the bridge, and there were two officers and soldiers with bull heads and horse faces, locked and walked across the Nai He Bridge.

Everything is so fast, so exciting, so fresh!

Chen Sheng couldn't wait, and urged Meng Po to say, "Come on!

But after another bowl of belly, not only did he not feel pain, but he also smacked his mouth, tsk, the taste was delicate and warm, although it was slightly grainy, but the overall degree of lubrication was still okay......

A glance into the pot shows that this pot of soup has bottomed out, and the white bones can be seen.

The little ghost next to him saw it, and his originally defeated face was scared out of pieces of iron again.

Only Chen Sheng is as calm as him.

Meng Po skillfully replaced a new pot of soup, and after adding a bowl, she directly missed Chen Sheng's outstretched hand and handed it to the little ghosts who had been trembling behind her.

Bowl after bowl, just don't give it to him anymore.

While Meng Po was busy with herself, she made a terrifying voice that Chen Sheng was accustomed to, and persuaded him: "Daoist Chen, it's been three hundred years, you have come here to drink my soup every year, it can be seen that it is useless, this soup should be left to those in need, don't spoil this good soup again!"

The screams rang out one after another in Chen Sheng's ears, and he simply walked to Meng Po's side, took out a big long spoon, and helped Meng Po to mix soup with the little ghosts in line.

also quietly inquired to Meng Po: "You are under the king of Hades, don't you have any news at all?"

When he inquired, the movements in his hands did not stop, so that the little ghosts who took Meng Po soup from his hands, in desperation, gave him a gift package of resentful eyes.

But these were completely ignored by Chen Sheng, who only cared about Meng Po's answer.

Meng Po was helpless and replied: "Daoist Chen, why do you always ...... the immortality that everyone can't ask for?" Well, I'm just someone who understands you. ”

Meng Po continued: "With the king of Hades, even if you demolish his house again, he will not help you. But, I have a way you can try. ”

Chen Sheng hurriedly put down the long spoon in his hand and asked, "Say it quickly, what is it?"

Chen Sheng was excited to reach out to grab Meng Po, but his hand was quickly knocked off by the long spoon in her hand, so he had to obediently withdraw his hand.

Meng Po then said quietly: "Three hundred years in the world, every fierce year, the heavenly official will be blessed in the fierce year, when the heavenly gate is opened, you can go to heaven to ask for the heavenly official, but whether you can see the heavenly official, and whether you can convince him, is your own ability." ”

As soon as Meng Po's words fell, she hurriedly copied a bowl of Meng Po soup and gave it to the little ghost in front of him who had just escaped Chen Sheng's men and breathed a sigh of relief.

This little ghost originally thought that Chen Sheng's sudden stop mixing soup was a rare good thing, and he didn't need to drink Meng Po soup to cross the Nai He Bridge, and just stay under the Hades King Luo to be a little yin, wouldn't it be happy!

But I didn't expect that the real fragrance came so quickly, that people were not prepared at all.

After listening to Meng Po's words, Chen Sheng was no longer entangled here, and hurriedly left the Nai He Bridge, flying past in the eyes of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Passing by, her fingers touched Meng Po who was only up to her waist, and a wisp of blue smoke came out above Meng Po's head, so frightened that she hurriedly poured a bowl of Meng Po soup that she was about to hand out, and she drenched herself into a soup chicken.

Harm, this stinky Taoist priest! I have said that you should pay attention to it!

But she also stroked her chest, glad that it was just some cruelty, otherwise, she would have to go to Luo Tangchi to lie for half a hundred days, and the yin money in her hand would not have to be made by those guys who guarded the bridge.

It's painful to think about.

The new ghost who often comes and goes, if it weren't for the empty hands in her hands, she might have boiled Meng Po soup a little better, but there was probably no chance for her to show it.

Since she goes to work, what does the customer's feelings have to do with her?

As a result, the Meng Po soup in her hand is becoming more and more unpalatable and exciting, not only to achieve the effect of shaving the soul, but also to make people feel painful.

It's just that I pity the little ghosts who came later, and the original little ghosts talked about Meng Po soup, which was full of longing and yearning!

After being reminded by Scatter, he suddenly remembered the matter of Chen Cun Chen Pavilion, and I said how could I be so familiar, it turned out that when I dreamed of becoming an immortal, I had come to Chen Cun Chen Pavilion.

And the Taoist priest named Chen Sheng also came to beg for death at that time, so how did he deal with it at that time?

Yuqing Shangxian shook his head, he couldn't remember at all, since he walked out of the Immortal Forest, the memory of the three hundred years of Dream Immortal had been dissipating, causing him to forget a lot of things from time to time, if it wasn't for someone else's reminder, he could even forget himself.

Three hundred years in the mortal world is too long, and if he remembers them all, he will also be miserable.

Yuqing Shangxian calmed down his emotions and was about to get up to look for the Taoist priest, but a figure suddenly flashed in front of him and smashed into his head.

"I'm a fairy~" Before he finished speaking, he fell down in a daze, and someone took advantage of the situation to strip off his clothes, and changed his face, and finally walked out of the room and went to the night of the hundred ghosts.

Chen Sheng was wearing this casually stripped clothes, and his body was still a little uncomfortable, twisting his neck, wrists, fists and feet from time to time, and when a little ghost saw it, he inevitably had to be concerned, and asked, "Is this uncomfortable again, Immortal Official?"

"Oh ahem, it's okay, you guys are busy, I'll take a look. Chen Sheng said, and then rushed to the crowded square, where at this time there were gathering ghost kings and people from all over the world who came to worship, and the ghosts were mixed and suitable for stealth.

At the stall that walked over there, I heard a lot of ghosts whispering behind my back.

A little ghost said, "Big brother, I seem to smell the breath of humans again, what's the matter?"

Chen Sheng thought that he was exposed, but who knew that the one who was called the eldest brother suddenly punched him in the chest, although there was no damage after the flesh flowed, but it still made the little devil's face even more ugly.

The eldest brother scolded and scolded: "You bastard boy, you don't know when you dream, today is the big day of the hall master, if you mess up, you look good, what day is today, do you want me to tell you all the time, that ordinary human being, even if they see lonely souls and wild ghosts in the barren mountains, they are so scared that they can't give up, who dares to come to the ghost town?"

The reason is this truth, although the little ghost is still twitching his nose slightly, he doesn't dare to continue to investigate, so he has been looking at the hall of bliss above the square, at the end of the stairs.

Chen Sheng also suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, suddenly a gust of demonic wind shuttled through the Netherworld Hall, and the ghost bells of the entire ghost city were all turning non-stop, and under the sound of the bells like a rainbow, there were bursts of long howls like courtesans in the world, which was very terrifying.

If Chen Sheng stood on the Hall of Bliss and looked down at this time, he would definitely be twice as frightened.

The flags all over the square are swaying, ghosts crying and wolves are howling, and the solemn atmosphere is very strange. But when he was also one of the hundred ghosts, he didn't feel that weird at all, and he only felt dizzy, but it came from being speechless to the ghost world, and he secretly said in his heart, "It's better to be a normal person!"

When Chen Sheng was swaying and moving, he suddenly heard a long howl, "The hall master has arrived——"

The voice dragged on with a long tail note, and it was not until he confirmed that the hundred ghosts were sincerely bowing to him, and he began to see the trace of the master of the Extreme Evil Palace, Chen Sheng was also pulled by the kind ghost envoy on the side, and bowed in place, he looked up slightly at the Extreme Evil on the top of the stairs, and his heart was about to move.

Today, he is still wearing a dark green robe. It's just that compared with the past, the green is more profound at this moment, giving people a feeling that it is extremely difficult to get close to. Moreover, Shaohua beside him was held by a ghost envoy, standing tall, which made people retreat.

This extremely evil hall master, who usually doesn't like to see people with his face, is wearing a peach mask at the moment, but Ling Ran's qi has not been reduced in the slightest.

Take three steps, and the ghost town will shake three times.

All the ghosts shouted together, "My ghost hall, for my holy honor, with the sky, longevity, the hall master is mighty!"

shouted in unison, "The hall master is mighty!"

It turned out that the legendary Hundred Ghost Night was also the birth day of the Lord of the Ghost Palace, the master of Shaohua, and the only one in the Three Realms who was extremely groaning.

Yin Shiwei waved his arm, the audience was solemn, and then there was a wood-like ghost envoy, who came forward to read out some rules, the lord of the ghost hall was chic, and with a wave of his arm, he walked back to the Hall of Bliss, leaving only a group of ghost envoys to deal with the tribute of the ghost kings, and some of the order of the hundred ghost nights.

"Slow~"

Under a burst of solemnity, a voice was particularly harsh, cutting through the entire Hall of Bliss, and also making the Yin Shiwei walking in front of him pause, and continued to turn around with a little playfulness.

The ghosts who had seen the wind and rain at the scene all took a deep breath, and their faces that were originally of different colors suddenly added several colors.

At this moment, Yuqing Shangxian suddenly pressed Chen Sheng's arm behind him, blocking him who had just shouted loudly, and walked to the front of the stairs, and whispered before leaving: "What you want to do, I will help you, you go back to my room immediately, so as not to expose your identity." After saying that, he felt unlucky and walked up to the Hall of Bliss.

In between, Yin Shiwei's playful eyes have not changed, he waved his hand to stop those ghost envoys who tried to stop Yuqing Shangxian from coming forward, but directly held Shaohua in his hand, and sent the ghost envoy beside him away.

Everyone just watched with bated breath, and every time Yuqing Shangxian took a step forward, the hearts of all the ghosts that had stopped jumped excitedly.

Chen Sheng looked at the ghost envoy who was going forward, and suddenly realized that the voice that kindly reminded him to kneel before, it turned out that he couldn't lock him up at all, but he said that he would help himself?

Seeing that Yuqing Shangxian had already walked in front of Yin Shiwei's body, he stood down, and then knelt down and said, "The hall master allows a hundred ghosts to participate in the game, and if you win the lottery, you can grant it a wish, but you can still make a number?"

Yin Shiwei chuckled twice, piercing the sky, and then the peach mask disappeared in an instant as if it was burned, and the original good-looking face appeared in front of Yuqing Shangxian again, but this time, he also saw a bit of murderous aura, and the ghost whip Shaohua in Yin Shiwei's hand was also waiting to be fed.

"How?"

The two words came into his ears, and Yuqing Shangxian only felt that he was being skinned and trembled, and he couldn't say how strange it was.

"Both...... Since it's good, then, I'm going to compare it with you. Yuqing Shangxian also had a gloomy face, but it didn't look ruthless, but more like a resolute death.

"Okay. ”

Two words again, like two swords, stabbed into the heart.

At the moment when Yin Shiwei replied okay, the surrounding ghost envoys consciously set up a ring on the spot, although it was only twelve feet horizontally and vertically, but it was enough for the two to face each other, oh no, it was enough for that extreme evil to whip Shaohua and wipe him out.

Yuqing Shangxian had already gone to the death to prepare for a battle, but who knows, the ghost envoy then put on a chessboard, black and white, crystal clear, Yuqing Shangxian exclaimed: "The ghost world said that the competition is Go?" The corner of Yuqing Shangxian's mouth twitched.

Is it because he has been avoiding for hundreds of years and is outdated? The ghost world is really so disciplined now, and he still meows to play Go?

"It wasn't in previous years, it depends on the mood. Yin Shiwei still said quietly.

This good temper was not seen in previous years, and all the ghost envoys and the ghost kings who sat down privately praised the courage of these immortal officials, and at the same time regretted that he was about to be feathered, shook his head, and fled the bloody scene.

The ghost envoys here were busy collecting the tributes, and the others sat down far away, each looking for joy.

Yuqing Shangxian was already soaked, but there was still a trace of strength on his face that was not afraid of power.

Although he is afraid of this extreme evil, he has a bottom in his heart, do you think he is really just playing with himself for hundreds of years in the void?

Ahem, forget it, that's right, he just plays with himself, such as making a doppelganger sword competition, and playing against himself, among them, Go is a dozen games at two ends in three days, to say the world, he is not good at being a fairy, he wants to play chess, but no one can make it difficult for him.

Yin Shiwei sat opposite, looked at him with a pair of eyes with interest, and did not move, and with a smile, the crystal clear white chess pieces came out of the tank and filled in the position he wanted to fill.

Yuqing Shangxian was dumbfounded, if it weren't for the fact that his divine power was suppressed by the Bliss Hall now, he would definitely be able to play with him so calmly, where could he still see the problem with his trembling hands.

Yuqing Shangxian dragged the other arm with one hand and landed the first son in the chess game with difficulty.

When he looked at the decline of Yin, he was still as restrained as him.

The ghost fire branch was burning slowly beside him, Yuqing Shangxian regretted his impulsiveness, originally he thought it was just a game of Go, but when his hand was shaking more and more, he realized that this extremely evil was actually playing with himself...... A game of life and death.

What is a game of life and death? It is to use one's own flesh and blood as a chess piece, and every time you take one more step, you will face the pain of deboning and peeling off your flesh; this kind of chess game, if you can win at the beginning, you will have a life, and in the end, you will either lose or die violently.

When Yuqing Shangxian Fu looked at the idle Yin Shi again, the fear of him in his heart deepened again.

The originally shiny black chess in his hand was slowly soaked in blood, but the white chess in his hand was still crystal clear, and it seemed that he was not affected by the chess game at all, he couldn't help but get anxious, and he made effort to ask a nearby ghost envoy: "Last time the night of the hundred ghosts, what did the hall master do?"

The ghost envoy replied truthfully: "Whip a hundred ghosts, fill the river of corpses." ”

Extremely evil, it's really not a master to mess with.

Yuqing Shangxian regretted his previous impulse even more, he thought that when the two met the first few times, this Yin style was polite, so he thought that he was just like that, who would have thought that he was the masked king of Hades.

But they have all come to this point, either they will complete the chess game and get the demon pill, or they will die.

Yuqing Shangxian squinted slightly, and fell a son in the chess game with difficulty.

Yin Shiwei, who was sitting opposite, didn't seem to give in because of the difficulty of the opponent, and the peach scarlet on his face slowly unfolded, as if he was going to eat people's bones and blood of Yuqing Shangxian.

The hundred ghosts in the ghost town are enjoying a moment of pleasure at this time, and the world at this time, the territory of Shannan, is also surging.