Ye Ling naturally didn't need those things, it was a middle-aged man with a big belly who was bargaining with the vendor.

Is black pig's blood expensive for three cents? Not expensive, but not cheap either. Don't look at the death of a person, the relatives of the Yang world will burn a lot of paper money for the deceased, but even if it is printed with a thousand taels of gold and ten thousand taels of silver, it is impossible to count them in this underworld.

In the underworld, only the amount of paper money is discussed, and a hundred pieces of paper money is a knife, which is a hundred dollars, that is, a piece of paper money is only worth one penny. And ordinary people burn paper for the deceased, that is, twenty or thirty knives, and there are many poor people who burn two or three knives, so once they enter the underworld, most ghosts don't have much money.

It's good if you can be reincarnated immediately, but if you don't get the reincarnation quota for a long time, and you can't wait for the opportunity of reincarnation, the ghost often has to stay in the underworld for a long time, even if you have more money, if you don't give birth, sooner or later you will run out.

Quickly passing through the city, Ye Ling had no time to enjoy the different scenery of the ghost city of the underworld, and as soon as he got out of the city gate, he immediately sacrificed his sword and hurried away.

At this time, the surrounding scenery is no different from the previous Huangquan Road, and a road curves down to the dark distance.

A human dragon winds on the road, and there is no end in sight and no end in sight. On the side of the road, the Lechuan River flows endlessly, and the flowers on the other side are delicate.

There was nothing to say all the way, and after about an hour, two forks in the road suddenly appeared in front of Ye Ling's eyes.

One road was no different from the previous Huangquan Road, while the other was full of thorns, and most of the people walking on it were barefoot, shackled, and wearing handcuffs and shackles on their limbs.

"In vain. ”

Ye Ling muttered a word in his mouth, but he didn't hesitate anymore, and directly sent the flying sword to the road of death.

At the same time, Ye Ling, who was in mid-air, looked down at the many ghosts on the road to death from time to time, hoping to find Zhang Mo among them, so that he would be more sure of completing the task.

With these ghosts along the way, it was not enough to stop him. And if he waited until he reached the city of vain, it would be even more difficult for him to snatch Zhang Mo from it again.

It's a pity that seeing the city of vain death in sight, Zhang Mo still can't be found. Helpless, Ye Ling had no choice but to drop his figure and walk towards the city of vain.

The scene in the city is roughly the same as that of the Ghost Gate, that is, there are many fewer small vendors selling along the street.

This is not difficult to understand, the Ghost Gate Pass is the first pass in the underworld, and after the death of the living soul, whether it is reincarnated or not, it must pass through the Ghost Gate.

The city of vain death is different, it only collects the souls of the dead, and the number is naturally much less, and it is not as prosperous as the ghost gate.

In this city, however, there are many babies and children that are rarely seen elsewhere, and as far as the eye can see, the streets are full of bare-bottomed imps.

Don't look at this as a mythical world, the powerful can move mountains and reclaim the sea, pick the stars and take the moon, but the ordinary people living in the mundane are no different from the toiling masses in Ye Ling's previous life.

Because of the poor medical and sanitation conditions, the premature death rate of newborns and children in this world is very high, and most of them are among the people who have died unexpectedly. Compared to those ghosts who only need to stay in this city of vain death for a few days, months, and no more than a year at most, these children have to live in the city of vain death for decades, until their original yang life is exhausted, and then they can be reincarnated. Therefore, over time, the number of children in the city who died in vain accounted for more than half of the total.

"You are the Heavenly Master of the world. ”

Before Ye Ling could figure out where to find Zhang Mo's soul, a two- or three-year-old boy with a bare butt and only a red belly pocket around his body ran over and pulled the hem of Ye Ling's robe with his hand.

"How do you know that I am a human heavenly master?"

Seeing that the little fart child was cute, and he was not afraid of life at all, Ye Ling became curious.

"I recognize your card. The little young boy pointed to the Heavenly Master Order hanging on Ye Ling's waist, pretending to be old-fashioned, and said: "Since you are a Heavenly Master, you must be looking for someone when you come to this vain city, Master Shen Huan, if you don't change your name, you can't change your surname, you can't change your surname, it's a well-known bag to inquire here, if you want to find someone, just ask me." ”

"Whose master are you?"

Ye Ling patted the young child's head, then leaned down again, flicked his fingers on the little finch under the other party's crotch, and said jokingly: "You dare to call yourself a little master even if you don't have any hair?"

"Damn, you can also move there, master!" The young boy Shen Huan was furious, hurriedly used his hands to protect the vital point, and retreated. However, he didn't run away, but stood a few steps away from Ye Ling, and said, "The young master is a person from the previous dynasty, and he has lived here for sixty years, how old are you?"

"Uh!" Ye Ling's mouth twitched, if he was calculated according to his real age, he was not as old as a young child in his two lives combined. It's just that Ye Ling won't admit this at all, and directly said cheekily: "The old man has been practicing for a hundred years, who do you say is the biggest?"

"Okay! Even if you're older than the master, you're not a finch. After speaking, Shen Huan's little face changed, he glanced up at Ye Ling, and was about to leave, and said, "You, Heavenly Master, do you want to find someone, don't ask again, Master, I'll leave." ”

"Why should I believe you?" Ye Ling looked like the old god was there, and he was not in a hurry at all. It was clear that the imp had something to ask him.

"What Brother Huanhuan said is true, he really knows a lot of things. ”

Hula, many little ghosts who were originally scattered around all gathered around, and you were saying good things for Shen Huan every word.

"Stop. ”

Shen Huan snapped his fingers, and all the little ghosts who were still gossiping stopped talking, needless to say, he must be the head of this group of little ghosts.

"What do I have to pay?" Ye Ling said.

"A knife of paper money, no matter what you ask, as long as the master knows, he will tell you. Shen Huan stretched out a chubby little finger and shook it.

"Deal. Ye Ling no longer hesitated, who to ask is not to ask, if you ask the ghosts in the city, you also have to give benefits, not to mention, because he is just a fake heavenly master, and he doesn't want to have too much contact with the yin gods and ghosts in the underworld, so as not to expose his identity.

Not to mention, this Shen Huan is really like what he said, he knows a lot about the things in this city, even if it is Zhang Mo, who only arrived in the city of vain today, he also knows it clearly, and also told Ye Ling how to go and where to find Zhang Mo.

It's just that before Ye Ling turned around and left, a tragic scene appeared in front of his eyes, making Ye Ling's eyes crack.