"I don't want to go to hell, I want to be reincarnated." Ye Chen's howl resounded through the underworld, and even the lonely ghosts raised their heads.
"What kind of rebirth." King Chu Jiang snorted coldly, turned his palm, pushed Ye Chen into the ground, and went straight to the eighteenth level of hell.
Now, the underworld is quiet, and the whole world is quiet.
Meng Po was prostrate on the bridge, not daring to make a sound. Her old body was trembling, and her expression was pale and bloodless.
She cannot escape the blame for her reincarnation being disturbed. If someone from above blames her, she will most likely be thrown into hell and burned in the fire of karma.
"Meng Po, are your eyes dim?" Emperor Song looked down, his voice was like thunder, cold and majestic, and the sky trembled.
"After drinking more than a hundred bowls of Meng Po soup, there is obviously something wrong. How can you, the God of Bridge, not even detect such a clue?"
"I... I am guilty." Po Meng's tone was trembling, and she was sweating like rain, for fear of the thunderous wrath of the Yamas.
"Be careful." The judge also scolded her. After all, Po Meng was his subordinate, and as the boss, she had to show some dignity.
It would have been better for him to remain silent. As soon as he opened his mouth, all the Nine Yamas glanced over: Your brain is no better than that of Po Meng.
The judge coughed dryly and became weak instantly. He just wanted to stand still, but he wanted to rush up. This wave was not good.
"Watch the hell and don't cause any trouble again." The Nine Palaces of Hell snorted coldly, and then disappeared into nothingness, and everyone returned to their mansions.
After Yama left, Po Meng and the judge felt like they were being pardoned.
In the final analysis, it was the two of them who failed to observe and caused the trouble.
But the two of them couldn't figure out what Ye Chen was.
The book of life and death has only two words to judge him: bitch; Meng Po Tang is ineffective for him; he can even disturb reincarnation.
This kind of strange thing has never happened before, and it casts a layer of mystery on Ye Chen's identity: he is definitely not simple.
Let's talk about Ye Chen. After being pushed into the ground, he faced down all the way.
I don’t know how long it took before I came into close contact with the ground.
When I got up, I saw that it was a dark land, with a howling wind, darkness, and the wails of ghosts.
The earth is full of blood and gorges, and sometimes flames will spurt out from the ground. Strips of magma are crisscrossed, but they are filled with cold air.
The sky was not calm either, with dark clouds and lightning and thunder.
This is the eighteenth level of hell in Hades, a prison dedicated to the evil ones. It is 18,000 feet away from the earth and 90,000 miles in length and breadth.
To put it bluntly, this is a large realm of space with endless mysteries.
Thanks to Ye Chen who drank more than a hundred bowls of Meng Po soup, his soul power was extremely pure and his soul was strong enough.
Otherwise, he would be thrown into ashes in one fell swoop. How many ghosts in the underworld could bear it
"Almost, just a little bit, his grandma's."
Black lines were running wildly on Ye Chen's forehead, and his face was as black as charcoal.
Give him some more time, even three to five seconds, and he can be reincarnated, even if it's in the animal realm, at least he can go back.
It's a good thing this time, he was thrown into hell, and it's still the eighteenth level of hell. This monkey can only get out again after a long time.
At this moment, he felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have disturbed reincarnation by drinking so many bowls of Meng Po soup like an animal.
"Hey, we finally have someone to chat with." When Ye Chen was furious, a hearty laugh came from one side.
"Who." Ye Chen suddenly turned around and looked behind him.
As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw a white-haired young man with eyes like stars and black hair like waterfalls. He could be described as heroic and majestic.
The purity of the young man's soul is definitely not inferior to his.
There is also an ancient divine pattern engraved between his eyebrows. I can't tell where it came from or what it means.
However, the guy's walking posture is extremely arrogant and carefree, which gives people the first impression: he is not a good bird.
"Who are you!" Ye Chen looked at the white-haired young man up and down.
"Zhao Yun, everyone who gives you a face should call him Brother Long." The white-haired young man grinned, showing his white teeth.
"Changshan Zhao Zilong?" Ye Chen touched his chin and thought.
"You! What's your name?" Zhao Yun poked Ye Chen.
"Ye Chen, everyone who meets me on the street calls me Liu Ye."
"I don't want you to take advantage of me like this." Zhao Yun curled his lips. They all have registration numbers. You are a generation above me.
"Don't worry about those details." Ye Chen sat down cross-legged and looked at Zhao Yun with interest, "Come, tell Mr. Six why the underworld forced you to go to the eighteenth level of hell."
"What about you?" Zhao Yun also sat down and looked at Ye Chen with a smile.
"I drank more than a hundred bowls of soup from Po Meng, entered the animal realm, disturbed the reincarnation, and was picked up by Yama. When it was over, just throw it away to me." Ye Chen cursed.
"More than a hundred bowls, that's enough." Zhao Yun grinned.
"Tell me, who did you offend?" Ye Chen asked with a smile.
"I didn't offend anyone. When I got my front foot, my back foot was thrown in." Zhao Yun checked his hand and said, "The boss of the underworld personally took action. I didn't know you were such a fool."
"What do we call this?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, "Who are you?"
"We are not in the same universe as you." Zhao Yun shrugged, "At least that's what I think now."
"Different universes?" Ye Chen was confused.
"Having said that, let me chat with you." Zhao Yun took out a ball and a brick and placed them in front of Ye Chen.
Ye Chen didn't know why and looked at Zhao Yun doubtfully.
"For example, your universe is this ball, and our universe is this brick." Zhao Yun said, levitating the ball, "The ball is on top, the brick is on the bottom. Your universe and my universe are not the same." The cosmic side.”
"Just like domain and domain, they are not on the same plane!"
"Correct." Zhao Yun smiled, "This is easy to understand."
"Then I'm surprised that you can cross the universe and die. How awesome!" This time, Ye Chen grinned.
"It's not my fault, it's your universe." Zhao Yun spread his hands, "The imbalance of your power has caused your universe to expand, and it happens to collide with ours. I will kill you if I'm not careful. coming."
"Wait a minute, I'll take care of it." Ye Chen touched his chin, his eyes rolled around, and he was mumbling.
Judging by the look on Zhao Yun's face, he was not joking, he was bluffing, he was a movie star, you could tell at a glance.
However, this matter was too strange. He had never heard of the idea of crossing the universe. It was a field beyond his reach.
After thinking for a long time, Ye Chen looked at Zhao Yun tentatively again, "Are you sure you don't belong to our universe?"
"I don't have time to amuse you." Zhao Yun twisted his neck, "The original soul of you and me is the best proof that the original soul is the most clear way to distinguish between the universe and the universe."
After hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but study Zhao Yun's soul.
There is indeed an essential difference between Zhao Yun's original soul and his. Not only are they not compatible, they are mutually exclusive.
He began to believe that what Zhao Yun said did not belong to this universe, but died from other universes.
"No wonder, no wonder the supreme being in the underworld personally took action to send him to hell. He must have seen the clues."
Ye Chen murmured to himself, but couldn't help but sigh and click his tongue. Crossing the universe has seriously violated the laws and order.
"It's not easy for you." Zhao Yun said again, "Let's just say that the boss of the underworld, in our universe, can only stand shoulder to shoulder with the legendary gods."
"That's right." Ye Chen straightened his collar, and Beier said proudly, this big boss in the underworld is really proud of them.
"The power of your universe is out of balance and it is constantly expanding. This is a precursor to catastrophe." Zhao Yun said meaningfully.
"Catastrophe?" Ye Chen frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Although what Zhao Yun said was mysterious, he somewhat believed it.
There seems to be something wrong with their universe. The universe is expanding. Once it reaches a critical point, it will explode.
This is like the human body self-exploding, and all living things in the universe will be destroyed together and fall into a dark era.
But why the power was out of balance and what caused it, he couldn't figure it out, and with his knowledge, it was absolutely difficult to understand.
"When can I go home? There are still a lot of enemies that haven't been killed."
While Ye Chen was pondering, Zhao Yun sighed, crossed his legs, held his chin with his hands, and drooped his head.
It is vaguely visible that there is a look of nostalgia in Zhao Yun's eyes. The plot of homesickness and true feelings cannot be acted out.
Ye Chen was silent, and he could clearly see that Zhao Yun was also a person with a story. Although he was a soul, he carried a lot of vicissitudes of life.
This reminds him very much. He is not very young, but he has experienced a lot. He has been traveling in a dusty way, and he is moving forward against the long river of time.
"When can I go home? There are still a lot of wives left?"
Ye Chen also raised his chin, buried his head, and sighed. He also missed home and his relatives at home.
The eighteenth level of hell fell into silence instantly, with only the wails of the ghosts and the endless thunder.
There is no day or night here, it is pitch black from beginning to end, and the only light is the flames that occasionally spurt out from the ground.
The two of them sat side by side without saying a word. They were both very tired, homesick, and didn't want to stay in this damn place.
Maybe they were too bored, so each of them held a stick in his hand, one drew circles on the ground, and the other made crosses on the ground.
"Let's... brag!" Zhao Yun poked Ye Chen.
"Are there any cows?" Ye Chen raised his head and looked around.
"Hey, I'm here first." Zhao Yun rubbed his sleeves, "Brother Long, I have never lost in battles at the same level."
"What a coincidence, so am I." Ye Chen picked his ears.
"On my enemy's birthday, I gave him a coffin."
"What a coincidence, me too." Ye Chen flicked the earwax away.
"Everywhere I go there is excitement, and the noise gets louder every time."
"What a coincidence, me too." Ye Chen shook his head.
"Hey." Zhao Yun quit, "Come on, you go first."
"I tied up my ex-girlfriend, fucked my master, took my wife to visit the kilns, led my apprentices to eat tiger whips, gave my brothers aphrodisiacs, had sex with men, helped my younger siblings..."
Ye Chen was doing a lot of things, which made Zhao Yun curl his lips.
Is this better than bragging? This is so shameless!
No wonder you are asked to go to the animal realm. You should go to the animal realm. There is no room for a great god like you in this human circle.
Comparing bragging with you, I'll be kicked in the head by a donkey, but even if you blow the trumpet to death... you won't be able to brag.
Ye Chen licked his hair and spoke with a serious expression on his face.
In terms of this level of performance, your behavior is far from ideal.
Zhao Yun simply stopped talking and just gave Ye Chen a thumbs up. In this shameless business, Brother Long, I am resigned to being defeated.
Idle, this is all idle, these two grown men are so idle that they can do anything, such as bragging like this.
This eighteen levels of hell fell into tranquility once again.
The two guys lowered their heads again, one drawing a circle and the other making a cross.
At some point, Zhao Yun pushed Ye Chen again, then turned over and jumped up, "Hurry up, there's something good."