The raindrops hit the green tiles, crackling, and forming a rapidly falling silver line under the corridor.

The sky is bigger than the scoop, and the streets and alleys of Jeju are empty. The rain flowed down the stream, and the trickle of water in all directions flowed into the ditch under the eaves, and the torrent flowed endlessly.

"Why shouldn't this be the progress?"

Dressed in a pitch-black robe, standing on the city tower blankly, Meng Xu'an had not come back to his senses.

According to the Great Elder's move, at this time, he should be with Ye Yaohua before the moon, Qingqing and me. Although there is no moonlight tonight, or Ye Yao is unwilling to agree for the time being, he shouldn't have taken him to dress like this in the middle of the night and come here to enjoy these uninhabited alleys!

"Let's go—"

Ye Yao held up the umbrella and handed it to him, pointing to the dark and boundless rain curtain.

This large black umbrella has a smooth and tough handle, and there is a faint chill in the hand. "It's ...... Yin and Yang Umbrella!" Meng Xu'an suddenly felt a little unreal, the last time in the blink of an eye, this umbrella took him and Ye Yao to the underworld, and it was a few months to toss.

Although he is willing to go anywhere with Ye Yao, this moment is ...... There are many things that cannot be let go.

"Isn't it too rushed?" he asked.

"Didn't we say we'd call Hades for help? Ye Yao shivered coldly, took his arm, and borrowed his body temperature, "If you don't send her a message, it's too late." "There was a slight fight between the upper and lower teeth.

Immortals pay attention to the root bones, not the physique, as long as the spiritual power is high enough, they are strong. Now she is a little rude, she has been neglecting to exercise, as a "mortal", she is also a rather weak mortal.

"The spiritual realm can't be opened, and the artifact you said hasn't been found. Meng Xu'an freed his hand to wrap his arms around her shoulder, "Won't there be trouble if you come to the Hades now?" This girl has lost a lot of weight, and she will need to be replenished from tomorrow.

Before coming here, he had already tried, although he was familiar with the rolling melons that he memorized and the gestures were decent, but he couldn't find the hidden "spiritual domain" in the fan.

"The basics are all right, the problem is on you. Ye Yao dragged him to a sheltered place, "Actually, it's also my problem." In order to make you happy, I injected fairy spirits into the fans. About the fan recognized the spiritual power, even if you are its owner, you have to use a fairy like me to open it. But it doesn't matter, Brother Qi will be back soon, my Neidan is on him, as long as he passes on some fairies to you, it should be no problem. ”

Meng Xu'an understood most of her explanation. For him, the difference between gods and demons is really not big. He was concerned with something else.

"Your brother, is it your biological brother, will he take you away when you get what you need?" he grabbed Ye Yao's arm and increased his strength a little more.

"Didn't you let me stay and spend the rest of my life with you?" Ye Yao's eyes widened, as if he had asked some strange question.

Meng Xu'an sighed heavily, "Yes, I hope you can stay, be my princess, and never leave ...... again."

"I said—yes!" Ye Yao met his eyes.

"What...... What does it mean?" Meng Xu'an was stunned.

"What else can you mean?" Ye Yao asked rhetorically. Suddenly, his face collapsed and he pushed him, "You regret it so quickly!"

"No! I don't regret it!" Meng Xu'an hurriedly said.

"Let's go, let's go, go early and come back early! It's such a long way to go!" he struggled to hide his embarrassed look.

She mean, yes?

So "sloppy"?!

"We don't go to the underworld. Ye Yao shook her head.

"Then where is this going?" Meng Xu'an was even more confused, if he wanted to see the Hades King, if he didn't go to the Netherworld, where else could he go?

"Blocking office. Ye Yao replied succinctly.

"What?!" Meng Xu'an thought he had misheard.

Ye Yao pulled him under the eaves, pointed to the deserted streets and alleys, and said, "Jeju City is the capital of Gunju, with tens of thousands of permanent residents. Every day, at least three or five people die. From now on, I'm going to collect all of their undead. It doesn't matter if three or two, between now and July 20, if hundreds of undead are not allowed to return...... Naturally, Hades will come to see us. ”

"The ghost is so vague?" Meng Xu'an suddenly remembered the headless man.

"I can't help them not be ambiguous!"

Ye Yao pointed to the emptiness in front of her, and said confidently, "With your sword spirit here! It's so powerful, it's effortless to beat a few ghosts." ”

"The sword spirits are here, why didn't your followers come?" Meng Xu'an was a little confused.

Ye Yao smiled helplessly, "Just outside her room...... Summoned, she didn't come out. Maybe she's too tired, so let her sleep well. "Finished, dragged Meng Xu'an into the rain.

"Do you know where the dying man is? Jeju Fortress is not big, but there are dozens of squares of all sizes. Meng Xu'an's voice was mostly muffled by the sound of rain.

Ye Yao leaned on him affectionately, "I don't know, the parasol will take us." Do you know? Murong Daoyou, who died in His Majesty's dream, is a very famous 'pure one' in the mortal world. I heard from my friends that sometimes he would even snatch life from the hands of demons for the sake of 'merit'. This umbrella is his magic weapon, specially used to deal with the Netherworld. It can detect the breath of death and take us there in advance. ”

......

In the heavy rain, under the low eaves.

In the thatched house, there were faint bursts of mournful crying.

"Mother——, drink some water. ”

"Mother-"

"Grandma!"

"Grandma—"

"Grandma, don't fall asleep!"

......

A man and a woman stood outside the papier-mâché window, looking at the movement in the room.

"This is it. Ye Yao whispered.

Listening to the ups and downs of crying, Meng Xu'an sighed, "The eight sufferings of life - birth, old age, sickness and death, love and separation, long-term resentment, can't ask for it, and can't let go, among which life and death are the most. The relatives of the gods and demons have died, is it the same way?"

"No—"

Ye Yao replied softly, "Mortals are the ones who waste their time the most. The god clan, the demon clan, and the demon clan, most of them have been cultivating all their lives, and even if they are high in the heavenly clan, they will inevitably cultivate for the god position. When a loved one dies, I dare not say that I completely look down on life and death, abandon my obsession, at least I won't cry like a mortal. ”

"That must be very uncomfortable. Meng Xu'an took her hand.

"Hmm. Ye Yao nodded, "Especially in the water tribe, when you cry, it will rain at light, and if you cry at worst, the mountains will cry and the tsunami will cry, even if you want to cry, you don't dare to cry." ”

"Whoa—whoa—"

The sound of chains came from far and near, and Ye Yao tugged at Meng Xu'an's sleeve, signaling that he had arrived.

"Mother!" came out a rough cry of sorrow.

The old man in the house had exhausted his breath, and the ghost had come to guide her. Her son finally cried out loud, it turned out that the life and death of mortals would crush the seemingly strongest people.

Ye Yao raised her umbrella and was about to knock on the door, but at the same time turned around and said, "I'll come when I go." Don't be afraid, the sword spirit is right in front of you. You can't see it, but it always watches over you. With that, he reflexively knocked on the wooden door.

"What kind of person? There is a funeral at home, and it is inconvenient. A weeping woman's voice came from inside the room.

Ye Yao cleared her throat, "I'm a passing Dao Gu." Feeling the breath of death, I want to recite a sutra to the elders who have passed away. ”