Today's third update

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Pusira stared at the newly recognized Gallic fellow in front of her, "Can you tell me first, what are you responsible for here, and what is this stone castle for?"

Virgil gestured to the ceiling, "No problem. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info just now you are outside, you must have seen the platform above, there are stone steps leading through. There's an elegant name there, it's called Wangxiang. ”

"Wangxiangtai!" it was Zhang Liao's turn to be dumbfounded. This name appears in many folk ghost tales and seems to be one of the famous landscapes of the underworld. It is said that the spirit stands on this platform and can look at the last glimpse of Yangshi's hometown. Sort of some kind of humanitarian welfare......

"That's right. It seems that all the evil spirits here are far and wide, and there are not a few ghosts who have escaped from the underworld for thousands of years, presumably they have not controlled their mouths. When I first came, I registered in the Underworld, and they said that my soul experience was complete, and I could go directly to heaven, which is often referred to in the East as the fairy land.

But I was very interested in it, so I asked if there was a job I could do to help, and they were very happy, and they jumped to their feet and said, 'You are voluntary, don't regret it in the future.'" So Xing Chongchong assigned me to the Luyinfu and became a trainee guide, that is, impermanence, which belongs to the grassroots position here.

The nature of the work is similar to that of a tour guide - do you see those new souls outside the door? They are all brought by the impermanence of foreign affairs, but they are generally only left on the Huangquan Road, and it doesn't matter if they complete the cross-border stage, and the rest of the journey needs to be completed by themselves.

I'm different from them, I'm an in-house tour guide, and I specialize in receiving special soul bodies. Maybe it's because the poet is eloquent, and the underworld doesn't want to leave a bad impression on those big names, after all, it is a target that needs to be vigorously recruited.

Centuries later, I became a mid-level leader. Now I rarely move, and I basically nest here to enjoy the past spirits. Anyway, I love it here.

Heaven is good, but the soul of poetry is suffering. If you write in comfort, you must be moaning without disease. ”

"What is a special soul body?" All this is extremely fresh, Zhang Liao and Pu Sira have never met Du Yuan's new friend Maikou, so they are naturally very curious about concepts such as impermanence and spirit matching mansions.

"Hmm...... It is some guys with extremely high quotas, who have achieved no less than the achievements of the gods in the world during their lifetimes, and are highly respected by everyone, and the power of faith they have gathered can protect them from the punishment of the Heavenly Tribulation. But they are not cultivators, so they can't ascend directly, and after these people die, their souls come here and are highly sought after, and they are sought-after. For example, those heroes in troubled times, or the kings of prosperous times......"

"Xuanzong!" Zhang Liao and Pu Sira blurted out at the same time, and looked at each other.

"What? Who is Xuanzong?" Virgil was a little confused as he was interrupted.

"Oh, leave us alone. Please go on - what is the Underworld going to do with these special souls?"

"Hmm...... I can't say too much. Due to the level limitations, I don't know the details too specifically. What I can tell you is that the soul is actually a kind of energy polymer. But every perfect soul can be worth ten thousand with one. There are so many uses!

Among these big names, those who go to the fairy realm can directly find high-level jobs, and those who come to the underworld no longer have to suffer from reincarnation, and will immediately get a management position. Its popularity is not limited to the interior of this world, but also between the underworld and the immortal realm. Talent, after all, is limited, everyone wants ......"

As if sensing that something should not be said, Virgil swallowed his unfinished words and began to shift his direction, "There is nothing to entertain you here, please understand." No, it's your turn. Tell me why you came here, where you want to go, and maybe I can help. ”

"What's the difference between the two roads in front of the door, and why are there so few people going to the right?" said Pusira bluntly.

"Oh! Because to the left is the security lane, and to the right is the employee lane. Huangquan Road arrived here and looked at the township platform, which has ended. ”

"We want to go to the Underworld. Zhang Liao recalled the conversation just now, and felt that nine times out of ten, the newcomers had gone there, especially the special soul body of the "Tang Emperor". As long as he goes, it means that Ying Longzi also went, then Pei Min should be there.

“...... Okay, I'll help you take the staff lane, this is the shortcut. Mind you, I don't know what you're trying to do, and if you do, don't shake me out—okay?"

"Good!" again in unison.

His Excellency, the greatest poet of ancient Rome and now the director of the Underworld, stood up and put the black hood back on. Instead of going out of the stone gate, he came to the fireplace and drew a circle against the green flames.

Boom - creak and creak, the huge fireplace split in the middle, revealing a deep cavern, and the wind inside sucked all the flames into the hole, and the flames were mixed with the fierce sound of rapid tearing and the sharp whistle of the strong wind, which was very terrifying.

Virgil didn't say hello either, and strode in on his own. Those cold flames had no effect on his black robe, and the fire snake curled and licked at the corner of his clothes, and retreated in a boring manner.

Pu Qian pulled in front, Zhang Liao broke off, and the two followed. The latter asked suspiciously, "Didn't you say that you should go through the employee passage? You should go out and turn to the right......

Virgil's voice came from the darkness ahead, "This is a shortcut, a back door for the person in charge of each level." It can play a role in rapid assembly in the event of an invasion by a strong enemy. I am in charge of Wangxiangtai, so I am qualified to use it, and you have picked up the cheap. Otherwise, let you go out and turn right, and there is a chance that you will not be able to reach the next stop......"

"Why?" Psiela wondered.

"Look at yourselves, you are dressed like a human being, and your flesh and blood are revealed. mingled with the naked soul everywhere, piercing like a wild goose in a chicken coop. In the underworld, a permit is required to enter and exit with a bag, and only a few powerful people are eligible. In the state of the two of you, you will see that you have come in over the wall, and within half a day, you will be discovered by the Yakshas. At that time, I had to ask for more blessings......"

Pu Sira couldn't help but reach out and touch her tender face, such a beautiful "bag", she didn't plan to throw it away for the time being. Zhang Liao is also in general mind, although his "bag" is a little rougher, but he has been with him for decades, and he has used his feelings anyway.

Step by step, there is a long echo of water droplets in my ears, and I seem to be walking in the sewers. With the turn of the stone steps, the eyes suddenly brightened, and the huge arched stone beams propped up a piece of skylight, even if it was still foggy and chaotic, it was much brighter than just now.

Only then did I see a hidden pier in front of me, where a small boat docked lonely. On the long pole at the stern of the boat, a green flame lantern hangs.

Virgil floated to the stern of the ship and stood still, took off the lantern and threw it at the bow of the ship, the originally flat bow suddenly came to life, and quickly tilted upward, forming a high, graceful sharp angle, and an inexplicable metal beast head at the top decisively opened its mouth, grabbed the handle of the lantern, and naturally hung it on the bow.

A faint green light illuminates the slender hull, revealing two crowded conjoined seats in the middle. Pusira blurted out, "Gondola!"

Virgil smiled and nodded, pulling the long pole from the dark water, "Get on the boat, let's take the waterway." ”

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Twenty-first century, Qingcheng Mountain.

The cliff of Tongyingtai Mountain, the entrance of the cave that collapsed inward, had been blocked by the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Longmen Dantai Bidong Sect. In addition to the boulders, a lot of high-standard cement is also added.

It seems that there is no major problem here, only the mountain rangers come to check it every two days. The secrets buried here can only be discussed by a few high-level officials, and the rest of the people have been given a gag order.

Zong Fang took Shao Jinfu and rushed here from Maoshan Town, sneaked into the valley, and knocked on the cliff wall again and again. Apart from a faint echo of the void, there are no other signs of danger. The clue is broken, Zong Fang has no idea for a while, what should I do?

Shao Jinfu rolled his eyes, "Explode it?"

"Don't. Not yet. It's best if there's nothing, and if there's something, neither of us can control it. I'll think about it again......"

Suddenly, there was a rapid chase and fight sound from the direction of Taniguchi, and the two of them immediately became vigilant, and each cast a trick to flash behind the rock, revealing half of his eyes to observe.

One in front and two in the back, three men rushed into the valley.

The man in front of him was dressed in disarray, except for mud spots and wisps of damage, his long hair was unkempt and disorderly, and a few strands of sweat were pasted on his long white face.

Among the two people in the back, the one in front of him had a bun in his hair, looked like he was in his thirties, and his face was clear-spirited—his hands kept plucking the leaves of ordinary bushes from his side, and then shot out one by one, each leaf was like a green essence, beating the fleeing people in front of him into a hurry, and he needed to keep changing directions to be freed.

The third person was thin and small, and his feet were not slow, and as soon as Pu appeared, he immediately caused Zong Fang to shout, "Aya!"

They had seen each other in Danyuan, and strictly speaking, Zong Fang's generation was younger than Aya's. After receiving the benefit of Jie Dan, no matter how he struggled in his heart, in essence, Zong Fang was already the youngest junior sister in Danyuan.

Aya jumped over, the person rose behind the clear man, and seeing that there was no obstruction in front of him, he immediately pulled out a large slingshot, and shot two "bullets" in a row before falling, two small fireballs went straight to the long-haired and long-faced man in front, one was avoided and shot on the rock, and the other grazed the corner of the target's clothes, and ignited his rags.

The long face of the man who had been hit was even more distorted, and he endured the pain of the flames. As he ran towards the valley, he shook off his burning robes, revealing his equally pale body.

Zong Fang looked in the direction he ran, and between the cliffs, there was a line of sheep intestine stairs, which led to the top of the mountain in a zigzag shape repeatedly. This was obviously excavated by later generations, and I didn't see it when I crossed the Great Song Dynasty before.

This valley, this road, are all in the hidden place of the mountain behind Qingcheng, not the main road, so there are never tourists to disturb. If it weren't for the people of the Dantai Bidong Sect, it would be impossible to find here.

Zong Fang hurriedly pondered whether to show up and assist Aya to stop this person. At this moment, she saw that Aya's side had the upper hand, so she did not rush to help.

At this moment, there was another commotion on the zigzag mountain road, some people roared loudly, and there was also the sound of metal with swords clashing. Immediately, a group of figures chased each other, fighting from top to bottom.

The first to run down was a strong man of an alien race, his eyes were wide open, his beard was raised one by one, and he was carrying a man behind him, dressed in a green shirt, with his head and neck hanging down and his face could not be seen.

Zong Fang couldn't help but whisper again, "Labadi!"