I saw an octagonal pavilion in front of me, and there were several large vats in the pavilion. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the white-haired Meng Po, with a thin arm holding a large soup spoon, towards the row of bowls on the table, evenly sweeping, ten bowls of Meng Po soup no more, no less, neatly placed there.

One of the ten ghost pawns picked up a bowl of Meng Po soup and poured it into the ghost behind him. As soon as the ten ghosts drank it, their eyes became glazed and they walked forward with stiff steps.

After a while, it was Yang Zixu's turn and ten other ghosts to walk into the pavilion where Meng Po was. Yang Zixu was in sixth place at this time, while Li Youfu was behind him.

Yang Gonggong, there is fate in the next life, and we must be friends of life and death. Li Youfu said.

Yang Zixu glanced back at Li Youfu and said, "I hope that you can jump out of the six realms of reincarnation and ascend to heaven as soon as possible." '

Who wants to be the god of Naraushzi, without the seven emotions and six desires, without joy, anger and sorrow, the heart is as calm as water, even if the immortal and living immortals, how can it be as refreshing as singing wine? Li Youfu scolded with a smile.

At this time, the ghost pawn on the opposite side came over with Meng Po soup, and was about to pour the two of them to drink, Yang Zixu made a hand like electricity, and the two ghost pawns found that the soup bowl in their hands had been taken away by the young ghost in front of them.

Yang Zixu handed Li Youfu a bowl and said, "Uncle, in the next life, let's talk about wine." '

Grandpa Yang, I have a big red birthmark on my buttocks, don't you recognize the wrong person. Li Laohan smiled and twisted his ass to show him.

Sure enough, Li Laohan had a big red, peach-shaped birthmark on his buttocks, and if he had a tail, he would really look like a monkey.

Yang Zixu laughed and said: "Okay, when I look for Brother Li in the next life, I will first pick up my pants and see if there is a birthmark on my buttocks. '

Well, Brother Yang is easy to recognize, this lightning-shaped scar on his forehead is easy to find. Li Youfu said with a smile.

Come, dry this cup of Meng Po wine. In the next life, I look at the ass brother and look at the face. Yang Zixu said, drinking a bowl of Meng Po soup.

Li Youfu laughed, and drank the Meng Po soup in one gulp.

Yang Zixu's internal force was in the dantian at this time, just waiting for Meng Po soup to go down, and then wrapped it with internal force, but he didn't expect that when the internal force entered his throat, it immediately penetrated into his limbs.

Yang Zixu immediately felt numb, and the internal force of this dantian could no longer be raised, and he shouted in his heart: It's not good, it's on the road.

At this time, his body was no longer controlled, but it was strange that his brain still hadn't forgotten his previous memories, and he walked forward with these ghosts like a robot.

There was a dark corridor in the stretch of the gazebo in front of them, and these ghosts walked in from this side, and when they came out of that side, they became glazed-eyed, and then they looked around, as if everything was fresh......

What's going on, could it be that this Meng Po soup is just a narcotic, and the real ghost place is this black corridor?

Outside the corridor where Yang Zixu's brain was sluggish, waiting for the ghosts in front of him to walk in one by one.

He wanted to turn around and remind Li Youfu behind him, but his body was out of control and he was sore. Not to mention the body, even the mouth is difficult to open.

Soon, it was Yang Zixu. He instinctively resisted walking into this black corridor, but this corridor seemed to have infinite gravitational pull, like a black hole, sucking Yang Zixu in.

As soon as I entered this black corridor, it was suddenly pitch black in front of me, this is, two sun-like lights lit up on the left and right, and then hit Yang Zixu's left and right temples.

He instinctively wanted to dodge, but Meng Po Tang made himself sore, how could he move, when the two rays of light touched his temples, he felt a high temperature hit his brain, and the instant pain made Yang Zixu open his mouth wide, and wanted to shout, but his tongue was sore, and he couldn't make a sound.

A burst of coolness came from Yang Zixu's dantian, and he saw that the five-colored divine thunder in his body was like a seed sprouting, branching, and scattering leaves, scattered in his body, so clear and so fast.

In a moment, his limbs were filled with strength, and his brain was also wrapped in this five-colored divine thunder, and the two balls of light were ejected.

As soon as Yang Zixu was about to move, he was vigorously pushed out of this black corridor, even if he was strong in martial arts, he was not guarded, he staggered two or three steps before he stood steadily.

Yang Zixu looked at his body, it was intact, and the previous memories had not disappeared, it seemed that at the critical moment, it was the Divine Thunder Gong that protected his brain.

Just as he was thinking about it, a person crashed into his arms, it was Li Youfu, 'Brother Li, are you okay?'

Li Youfu rubbed his temples and asked with a clear look in his eyes: "Little brother, who are you? How do you know that my surname is Li?"

It seems that after coming out of this corridor, I don't remember anything but my own name. He glanced at the corridor again, this dark room was the key to erasing the ghost's memory, and the Meng Po soup was just an anesthetic.

He helped Li Youfu well, followed the ghosts in front of him and continued to walk forward, only to see more than a dozen ghost pawns sitting on chairs on the road in front of him, and several large tables were full of various clothes and dark money, and these ghost pawns handed out clothes and dark money to these ghosts one by one.

Looking ahead, there is a three-fork intersection, and there is a big sign with white characters on a black background on each intersection, which are the Heavenly Dao Shura Dao, the Humane Animal Dao, the Evil Ghost Dao and the Hell Dao.

The ghosts on the side of the road looked at the ghosts, took out some clothes from time to time and handed them to which ghosts, and then sent them to different forks.

When Yang Zixu was walking there, a ghost pawn glanced at him and said, "Yang Zixu?

Yang Zixu nodded.

The ghost pawn handed him a set of black clothes and sneered, "Your family burned it for you, this material is good, it seems that you are very good at being a father-in-law in the palace." '

Yang Zixu suppressed the anger in his heart, pretending to have lost his memory, he took the clothes and put them on his body in three or two clicks.

Then the devil took a large bundle of silver bills and said, "Twenty thousand taels of gold and six hundred thousand taels of silver." '

When the rest of the ghost pawns heard this number, they were so frightened that they all stopped what they were doing and looked here.

Besides, on Qionghua Island in the Yanwang Mansion, Ling'er looked at the mountains of paper ingots in front of her, and her mouth grew in shock, "Miss, are these all burned?

Shen Xiang'er looked at Yang Zixu on the recliner with clear eyebrows, and gritted her silver teeth, "Burn, don't talk so much nonsense. '

Ling'er said that a few fire folds were thrown into the surroundings of Yuanbao Mountain, and after a while, the fire rose to the sky.

The servants of the Yanwang Mansion thought that there was a fire, so they all ran over with wooden barrels and large basins, but they saw dozens of military academies guarding the entrance of Qionghua Road.

The housekeeper Ge Cheng looked at the fire and said, "Lord Wang, if it burns like this, Qionghua Island will not be able to be saved. '

Yan Wang Zhu Di looked at the fire in the distance with his hands behind his back, and the Daoyan monk said: "Burn it, the people on this island are the meat of His Highness's heart." Even if Qionghua Island is burned down, His Highness will not feel distressed. '

Zhu Di smiled bitterly, but he said this in his heart.

King Gao, who was hit by the heat wave of burning paper on the island, was a little painful, and he joked: "Burn so many ingots to him, and you are not afraid that he will marry dozens of beautiful wives and concubines in the underworld and never come back." '

Shen Xiang'er's face was beautiful and incomprehensible, she bit her lip and said to herself: "He won't, I know. '