In a dim study room in the depths of the Yama Hall of the Underworld, several red glass-covered blood soul wind lamps flickered, illuminating a majestic and lonely figure next to the bookshelf!

He sat at a long, purple-black table, reading a stack of papers, the last one.

He let out a sigh, leaned back in his chair, took out an ancient mirror, and with a flick of his hand, it turned into a real-world mobile phone.

He opened WeChat and swiped all over the circle of friends, but found no major incidents. He teased Meng Po.

"Boss Meng, it's summer now, and I heard that your Meng Po soup series drinks have been selling well recently!" he flicked his finger and sent a word.

After a while, a voice message was sent, he clicked it gently, and a sexy and seductive voice came out: "Lord Yama, you don't have to remind the slave family anymore, I remember your thirty percent of the shares, but the bridge should be maintained and repaired again, can this bridge toll be increased some!"

"Hmm! How much is your bullishness?"

This majestic figure turned out to be the king of Yama, one of the masters of the underworld.

Hades secretly said, although this Meng Po soup is the same as the forgetful water of the fairy world, and the ruthless tears of the demon world are called the strongest 'soul washing liquid' in the three worlds, but only the production materials of Meng Po soup are the simplest and most convenient, because the main ingredient is Huangquan River water, so it can be mass-produced.

After these ghosts drank Meng Po soup, they basically had to serve in hell for a thousand years, this time was stipulated by the Heavenly Court, and they didn't dare to do anything in the overall time, but the workload and daily working hours were constantly adjusted, from three hours a day to four hours.

Will it be another five hours?

In fact, when their families worshipped, the willingness to fear the ghosts and gods and the filial piety and kindness formed a trace of netherworld qi in hell, and under the accumulation of time, it was slowly transformed into various underworld stones and underworld objects.

It's already considered to have paid most of it.

The rest is mainly repaid by the ghosts in the boundless netherworld, cultivating yin grain and dark fruits, and developing the golden spirit stones.

After waiting for a long time without waiting for Meng Po's reply, the mobile phone in the hand of the king of Hades changed, turning into a simple bronze mirror in the shape of gossip yin and yang, he pinched out a law decision in his hand, and a little to the mirror, a black light smoke appeared on the mirror, and the clouds and mist changed, and the picture on the bridge appeared, and the screams and roars of the seven or eight souls were escorted by the ghost soldiers and ghost generals, and drank Meng Po soup one by one, and after drinking, all became quiet, and the eyes of the soul also became a little empty, and they were at a loss!

Hades looked at a young ghost who was not guarded by ghost soldiers at the end, and secretly sighed: Hell!

I was suddenly stunned, and then I thought that this is hell, and it's strange that I don't see ghosts!

The king of Hades shook his head and smiled bitterly, with a shake of his palm, the gossip copper realm in his hand immediately turned into a mobile phone, clicked on Meng Po's WeChat, and said with some anger: "Meng Po, quickly let that broken boy come to the Hades Palace." ”

Huangquan River, the mother river of the underworld. One of the most famous landscapes of the Netherworld, it not only runs through the eighteen hells of the netherworld, but also flows into countless worlds.

And nourish life in different forms, like the yellow spring water to give birth to ten thousand ghosts, or baptize the sins of all souls in their previous lives, and dissolve that endless karma!

How long it is, there is no ghost knowing, there are legends of ghosts and gods, it is a whole with the Biluo River in the sky, and the length cannot be used to calculate the Tao!

On the dark mahogany bridge of seven feet and seven inches, there are thousands of miles of tears, gathering the souls of the eternal and secluded, and how to persuade them to drink in three hundred steps, who is white-headed in surprise?

The body of the bridge is made of ancient Lianghe ebony, covered with the dark gold and dark stone in the underground lava, etched into a pitch-black hanging ridge step by step in the red, carrying the sound of the lover's ghost, exuding the ghostly light of the reincarnation of the fate of all beings. For hundreds of millions of years, Mo Ran has stood on the Netherworld Yellow Spring!

The blue brick pavilion at the head of the bridge could not find a shadow in the blood pool, nor did it see the mud marks when people walked, only a few white bones were left floating in the blood-colored glow!

A red and purple female figure laughed at the soul of a young man who couldn't find his way.

That bridge is the Nai He Bridge, and the woman is of course the famous Meng Po.

Who would have thought that she would be so amorous at the moment!

"Oh! Mo Xiaoxie handsome guy, why did you come to my underworld to play again, do you want to try my sister's underworld god drink Meng Po soup today!"

The young void soul is about twenty-two or thirteen years old, with a white shirt on his upper body and a pair of blue jeans on his lower body. However, the slightest smile on the corner of his mouth made the young ghost look a little more unruly!

He glanced at Meng Po, whose face was beautiful, with red clothes fluttering and streamers flying, and the light in his eyes flashed!

It's beautiful!

Why does the outside world say that she is a vicious and ugly ghost woman in black?

Could it be that she is a certain generation of Meng Po, or is it just a position?

looked down at the dark bowl in her hand again, looked at the yellow-brown soup inside, her face flashed a little inexplicably frightened, and she didn't dare to take it, but her face instantly returned to normal!

Although he knew that Meng Po was making fun of him, if he was allowed to drink, he would have become a ghost in hell long ago. But the fear of this soup is innate!

"Sister Meng Po, there's no way, I don't want to come here either!" The young ghost was a little helpless, and then smiled slightly: "Meng Po soup! I've been to hell so many times, I really don't know what this soup tastes like, Sister Meng, do you really remember anything after drinking it?"

The young ghost secretly said, a bowl of yellow soup in the stomach, forgetting the belonging of the three lives!

The mobile phone in Meng Po's hand shook, she clicked on it and saw that it was a voice message sent by the king of Hades, and she also heard the anger in the voice of the king of Hades, and she dared to delay there!

"The prince is looking for you, you should hurry up and go to the Yama Palace!"

"I'm leaving, goodbye sister!"

Watching Mo Xiaoxie's soul leave, Meng Po sighed and muttered: "This kid is really too decrepit, unlucky, he can die dozens of times a year, worse than the luck of the broom star and the declining god back then, they didn't have the strange 'treatment' of trying all kinds of death methods back then, who is like him to treat the underworld as a shopping mall, challenging the rules of life and death in the Three Realms!"

"Alas, why does the Jade Emperor take such care of this kid, not only does he not let the underworld accept his soul, but also does not let him reincarnate, so he dies again and again, and is reborn again and again, isn't it against the laws of heaven?"

"Could it be that the Seven Fairies and the Agarwood Mother Saving Incident were all a drama directed by Heavenly Court?"

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Mo Xiaoxie was familiar with the road through the teleportation array, and came to a huge city, this ghost city stretches for hundreds of miles, the city gate is full of ghosts, and the traffic is busy, just like a style of the Republic of China period alternating between the old and new eras.

There are suits and cowboys, there are Tang costumes and Qing (court) robes, there are foreign cars and houses, and there are also ancient carriage buildings, anyway, there are all here in the world in the past hundred years!

The city gate tower is engraved with four big characters: Xudu Imperial City.

Mo Xiaoye came to a Mercedes-Benz classic car parked at the gate of the city, and shouted with a smile to the middle-aged ghost official in a purple robe and a top hat: "Lord Lu, this time I trouble you again!"

"Little evil, we are all old acquaintances, don't be so polite!" Lu Juan said kind words, but he actually had complaints in his heart, he was a big judge of the prefecture, and he was about to become a full-time driver for this kid. The most annoying thing is that Cui Fujun and Brother Zhong Kui always make jokes about this, and Lord Yama and Meng Po are still laughing, do you know that this hurts me very much!

They came to a huge, quaint, and solemn palace, with its black walls and dark bricks, ghost fire green rocks, dragon eaves flying corners in all directions, and glazed green tiles to cover the top of the town. The momentum is majestic, suppressing the central position in the north of the ghost city of the underworld.

Looking at the plaque above the door that read 'Yama Palace', Mo Xiaoxiao shook his head helplessly and walked inside.

There was a row of ghost soldiers and ghost generals at the door, and two of them were the ghosts in the mansion who were black and white, and he hurriedly greeted: "Sister Bai, Brother Hei, hello!"

Black and white impermanence put away the soul binding rope and soul hooking sickle in his hand, and Bai impermanence, with a red rouge face, scolded with a smile: "Little evil, can you not keep dying and dying." Today is the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, and every seventh day must be off, you know! The prefecture does not have double wages, who wants to work overtime in vain! Even if you want to die next time, remember to wait until the rest day is over before dying!"

Mo Xiaoxie has a black line, can you still pick a day when you die? Do you think I want to die!

He crossed the three major halls, looked at the rows of fierce ghost soldiers, ghost generals, and judges impermanence, and came to the inner hall of the Yama Palace.

A burly figure appeared on the throne at the head of the hall, he was wearing a black dragon robe, covered with a dark blue coat, and his face was majestic and extraordinary!

He is none other than the Yama King Dragon Diagram.

He sat on a huge keel seat above, looked at Mo Xiaoye below calmly and majestically, stretched out his hand, and a bone chair appeared below, and he said coldly: "Sit!"

With a wave of his hand, he sent all the ghost generals and judges in the inner temple away, leaving only the two of them!

As soon as Mo Xiaoye sat down, he heard the king of Hades slap on the dragon case, and said angrily: "How did you die this time?"

"I was beaten to death this time, but not all? I... I am..."Mo Xiaoxie was taken aback by the king of Hades, and he couldn't go on.

The king of Hades had a black line on his face and scolded secretly, it seems that this strange boy must have died this time again obscene and shameless, otherwise how could he look like this again!

Hades seemed to remember something, and suddenly his face softened, and he smiled mysteriously!

"Hehe, boy, what is your origin? Such shameless and obscene, the boss of the upper realm even personally opened his mouth to protect you, telling me what you have to do with him?"

Mo Xiaoxie seemed to know the moody temper of the king of Hades, and he was not angry when he heard the laughter and scolding of the king of Hades, and he was stunned in his heart.

"Lord Wang, am I not just a small person in the one-person world, what else can I have? Dare to ask who the boss of your family is, do I know him?"

Hades cursed secretly, stupid!

"You kid said that who in heaven can be the boss of this king?"

"Could it be the Jade Emperor?"

"You're not too stupid!

He forgot that he had just finished scolding Mo Xiaoxie for being stupid.

"It's really the Jade Emperor! How can I have anything to do with him? I want to have something to do with him, but can his old man let his relatives die a hundred or eighty times a year?"

Hades leaned forward and smiled: "Boy, come closer, and tell me secretly, are you the illegitimate son of the Jade Emperor, or the reincarnation of that god?"

"Damn, Lord Yama, can you still have a little imagination? You are still an illegitimate child, the reincarnation of the great god, I think it may be the descendant of the god of decay, or the great god in your underworld! Otherwise, why do I keep coming here!"

When the king of Hades heard this, he stood up suddenly, as if he had thought of something? The figure flashed to Mo Xiaoxie's side, grabbed his shoulder, his face was excited, and he exclaimed: "Boy! No, Xiaoxie, you... Are you the Emperor of Xudu who has disappeared for millions of years?"

"Emperor Xudu, Lord Yama, you don't want to talk nonsense, how can I be Emperor Xudu?" Mo Xiaoye looked at the excited King of Hades, with a black line, this Lord of Yama seems to be becoming more and more unreliable!

The king of Hades was very puzzled in his heart, this kid is really a freak! My Yin-Yang Mirror and Sansheng Stone can't find out his origin, and besides, the Divine Beast Di can't tell why, what is his origin, and does he have any powerful roots?

Hades took out his gossip mirror again, and took out a strange stone with a yellow color, and put it on the mirror, the strange stone disappeared, and the yin and yang in the mirror changed, and suddenly a colorful pillar of light was projected in the middle of the hall, and a scene of Mo Xiaoxie's bizarre death appeared.

He wanted to see what clues and revelations Mo Xiaoye had when he died!

Moreover, he also gave Mo Xiaoxie's death scene many nice names!