I frowned and was about to reply when Lulu smiled and said, "I think you guys have done a good job in this matter, so we won't participate."
"Oh." A stern light flashed in Qin Guangwang's eyes: "Oh, niece Lulu, don't you Yinxu even want to add flowers to the cake?"
Lulu smiled and stopped answering.
I looked sideways at Lulu, I didn't understand why Lulu said it so decisively, but I supported her decision.
King Qin Guang just glanced at me, but didn't want to ask me, but went to the next power.
Among the large forces, only three expressed their support under King Qin Guang's inquiry, and the other five either remained silent or, like Lulu, rejected King Qin Guang.
King Qin Guang was not angry either, he returned to the host stage, smiled and said: "Then, please stay in Mang Mountain for a few days, I believe the King of Ghosts will treat you well."
Mangshan Ghost King stood up and nodded, indicating that King Qin Guang was right.
Lulu and I didn't move, while we also opposed King Qin Guang's forces, an old man stood up.
The old man bowed to King Qin Guang and said, "Don't bother Mangshan Ghost King, the old man and others will take their leave first."
As he said that, the yin energy on the old man erupted like a volcano, and the people around him unconsciously took a few steps back.
King Qin Guang didn't speak, but Mangshan Ghost King stood up and said, "It's better to stay as a guest for a few days, and don't let my family say that I am not polite in Mangshan."
After finishing speaking, the ghost king of Mang Mountain also had countless yin energy, which was more pure than that of the old man.
I was paying attention to the field when I suddenly heard Lulu yelling: "Go quickly."
As I said that, I only felt a tightness on my wrist, and then my whole body seemed to be in a washing machine, and my head was spinning.
When I woke up, I was standing on a road with no end in sight, surrounded by thick fog. It makes people lose their way.
And Lulu's voice sounded on my wrist: "Go to grandma."
Lulu's voice stopped abruptly, and then there was a slight cracking sound from her wrist. I looked down, and there was an obvious crack in the bloody bracelet that was always on my wrist.
"Lulu, Lulu, Lulu, where are you?"
I shouted loudly around, but did not get the slightest answer.
Where am I and what happened.
The only thing I know now is that Lulu should have sent me here, but Lulu is still in the hall, is she still safe
I was very anxious when there was a slight sound of footsteps in the distance. I looked intently and saw a young man in civilian clothes walking over.
I didn't speak, but looked at the commoner youth, the commoner youth came from a distance, walked past me as if he didn't see me.
"Wait a moment."
I called out to stop the commoner youth, who turned to look at me and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Where is this place?"
"Fengdu."
After the civilian youth answered, he left straight away, but I was stunned, this place turned out to be Fengdu.
Fengdu, formerly known as Fengdu, is a ghost city in the underworld, also known as "Youdu" and "Kyoto of Ghost Country", and it is the destination of the dead.
After a person dies, he needs to go through Huangquan Road, Jinji Ridge and other places to reach Fengdu Ghost City, where he will spend his Yinshou and enter the six realms of reincarnation after waiting for the trial.
At the same time, this is also the office of Yama of the Ten Palaces. Of course, the king of Yama is usually not there, and the judges are in charge.
Now that Lulu is trapped in Mangshan Mountain, and King Qin Guang and others will definitely be disadvantageous to the ghost building until they completely subdue those who have taken refuge. Now, I can only follow Lulu's request to find Po Meng as soon as possible and rescue Lulu.
I headed in the direction of the commoner youth, and soon a tall city wall appeared in front of me.
On the city wall, at the place where it connects to the main road, there is a door opening, and two servants are standing on both sides of the door opening to guard.
Countless ghosts with dull faces are queuing up to enter the city.
According to the legend, Po Meng set up a small stall by the Naihe Bridge to provide soup for the ghost Meng Po to make her forget her past life and reincarnate with peace of mind.
It's just where the damn Naihe Bridge is.
I pulled a few people to ask, and found that most of these people had dull eyes and expressionless faces. Except for simple questions, it's like losing your memory.
Could it be that these people have already drank Mengpo soup
I was wondering, when I suddenly heard a neighing sound in the sky, and a coercive pressure came.
I turned my head and saw six black strange beasts, pulling a pure black carriage, coming from the sky.
The coercion in the air is not strong, but it is equivalent to the realm of the ghost king.
But I hurriedly lowered my head. After all, it was King Yama who rebelled this time, and the devil knows how many people in the underworld have been bribed by him.
In order not to look special, I walked slowly with the flow of people.
Suddenly the flow of people stopped.
Two underworld guards held long guns and stopped those who wanted to enter Fengdu.
In the sky, the black carriage also descended slowly, and finally landed on the road outside the city.
Several servants bowed and saluted: "Greetings to General Niu."
General Niu didn't show up, he just hummed coldly in the carriage.
The carriage slowly entered the city along the out-of-the-way, until the carriage was nowhere to be seen, and the messengers let it go.
General Niu, I recalled it for a long time, but I never remembered that there was a General Niu in the underworld, but I didn't care about it, and I don't know much about the underworld itself.
I lowered my head and followed the flow of people into Fengdu, maybe because there were too many people, the ghost didn't even look at the flow of people.
The gate opening in the city wall is longer than expected, and it looks as if you can walk out in one step, but after walking for a long time, you can still only see the wide street and the crowded flow of people in front of you.
However, I found that the people around me have gradually recovered, and they are no longer the dull expressions just now, but have become lively.
Immediately, the sound of talking and shouting came out.
Finally through the doorway, a huge noise came to my ears.
I was surprised to find that the street outside was wider than what I saw in the door opening, nearly 100 meters wide. What is even more exaggerated is that such a wide road is still crowded with people.
The surroundings are full of antique tile-roofed houses, but the crowds on the street include men and women, old and young. The most unsuitable thing is the clothes of the people on the street.
There are ancient costumes, long gowns, shrouds, suits and leather shoes, and short-sleeved hot pants.
The flow of people on the street mostly goes in one direction, and in that direction, there is a majestic hall with three big characters written in ancient style on the top of the hall: Hall of Consecration.
I have heard some ghosts mention the hall of worship. It is the place where ghosts receive offerings from relatives. Ghosts can go to the offering hall to collect them.
It's just that this has nothing to do with me, but no one burns paper for me. If my mother really thinks that I am dead, I am afraid that the first reaction is not to burn paper for me, but to bring a group of people to the underworld.
Thinking of it, I couldn't help showing a smile, and then tightened, now my mother is also in danger.
I need to speed up, I looked at the bustling crowd around me, and my eyes fell on an old beggar.
This is really an old beggar, and now he is sitting on the side of the street with a clean broken bowl in front of him, closing his eyes and meditating.
What attracted me was the old man's attire. Although it was worn out, I could still tell that it was not the current clothes. The most important thing was that the old man was different from the first- and second-rank ghosts around him.
The old beggar has the strength of the fifth rank, which has surpassed most of the underworld. It also shows from the side that he has been there for many years.
I walked over and knelt down beside the old beggar.
The old beggar gave me a strange look, with a search in his eyes: "Young man, you don't look like a beggar."
I smiled, but did not answer: "Old man, may I ask you something?"
"If you ask me how much money I can ask for a day, or where it is easy to ask for money, I can tell you."
I frowned, and it really was an old man, a ghost, who blocked my words directly.
I thought about it, stood up and planned to leave, but the old beggar stopped me: "Wait a minute, young man, why don't you ask me."
I almost laughed, shook my head, and walked away.
I was specifically looking for old ghosts, but unfortunately, there are not many old ghosts on the street. After asking a few, they either didn't know, or simply ignored me.
I almost wanted to kidnap a ghost to question me. After all, with my ghost king's strength, I can easily deal with a small ghost.
He was considering the possibility of kidnapping Yin Shi, when a familiar voice beside him said, "What's wrong, you gave up?"
I turned my head and saw that it was the old beggar just now.
Now that I am in the ghost town of Fengdu, I can't help but not to raise my guard.
I've been walking along the street for a long time, and the old beggar has obviously been following me, but I didn't notice him. This old beggar is weird.
The old beggar seemed to see my vigilance, and said with a chuckle, "Don't worry, I'm not a errand. Seeing that you are so anxious to find the Naihe bridge, is it possible that your relatives are going to cross the bridge? It's good to cross the bridge. Once you cross the Naihe bridge Qiao, once you drink Mengpo soup, all the past will disappear."
The old beggar looked at me with inexplicable meaning, as if I had seen a profiteer for sale.
My heart moved: "Old man, I hope you can tell me where the Naihe Bridge is, my wife, her, her."
I thought of Lulu whose life and death were unknown, and really felt sad.
"Oh, I understand, I understand, but it takes money to guide the way. You also know that people who have not been judged cannot go to Naihe Bridge."
"How much?"
"Simply guiding the way, ten bundles of paper, buying a messenger, a hundred bundles of paper."
After finishing speaking, the old beggar looked into the distance with the expression of a fortune teller like a wisher, and sighed quietly: "Oh, once you drink Mengpo soup, even if you find it, she won't remember you."
I finally understood that the old beggar should be the legendary Chuan, who specializes in fishing for side jobs.
I didn't expect that there would be such a job in the underworld.
It's just that I don't have anything now. To be honest, I don't even understand what ten bundles of paper are.
I thought about it: "Old man, it's not very convenient here, why don't we change the place, and I'll give it to you."
I have already made a calculation in my heart, as long as I lure the old beggar to a remote corner, with my strength, I can't help him not to say anything.
Who knew, the old beggar looked at me like an idiot.
"You think I'm demented, young man."
Saying that, the old beggar shook his head and left.