Shen Luo stared at the three incense sticks for a moment, and saw that the rising smoke was milky white and went straight into the air without any deviation.
But other than that, there is nothing strange.
Just when Shen Luo felt bored and wanted to look away, the three incense sticks suddenly changed.
The flame on the incense head suddenly lit up, as if someone had blown on it, and it changed from dark red to bright yellow, and then burned rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The moment the three incense sticks fell together, a strange mark suddenly appeared on the round three-legged incense burner, and then Shen Luo heard a whirring sound of wind.
I saw a hazy vortex rising from the ash accumulated in the incense burner, and it gradually grew larger and enveloped them.
Shen Luo subconsciously wanted to step back, but someone grabbed his shoulder.
"Trust Mr. Hu, everything will be okay." Lu He's voice came from behind.
Upon hearing this, Shen Luo's body remained tense, not relaxing at all. However, before he could make any further movement, the vortex of incense ash fell from above and enveloped him.
In an instant, the surroundings seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black fog and became dark. Shen Luo felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless pit. His body kept falling downwards but could never reach the bottom.
It was unknown how long it had been before Shen Luo's feet finally touched the ground again. The misty black fog that surrounded him seemed to be gradually becoming thinner, and the surrounding scenery gradually emerged.
Shen Luo glanced around and saw that the sky was dark and there was a layer of smoke in the distance, making it difficult to see clearly. The ground beneath his feet was desolate and there was no grass.
“This place…”
Shen Luo was surprised and felt the air around him carefully, and surprisingly found it somewhat familiar.
"No need to guess, this is the land of the underworld. Follow me and don't walk around by yourself." At this time, Hu Yong suddenly spoke.
"It is indeed the underworld." Shen Luo's heart moved.
Although he had entered the underworld in a dream and saw the gates of hell, the experience was so profound that he still remembers it vividly.
Hu Yong walked in front, and seemed to be familiar with the route. He soon led a few people to a pavilion.
Shen Luo took a look inside the pavilion and saw a man sitting with his back to them. He had a broad build and wore a striking red official robe. A large red sword hung from his waist. Just his back was majestic enough to look at him.
"Greetings, Lord Zhong Kui." Hu Yong walked to the steps of the pavilion, clasped his fists and bowed.
The others also clasped their fists and bowed, performing a great salute.
When Shen Luo heard the word "Zhong Kui", he was shocked and stood there for a moment, forgetting to salute.
He had heard of the name of Zhong Kui a long time ago. He was a well-known ghost catcher in folk legends. He had left countless legendary anecdotes of catching ghosts and fighting demons in the world. He was also praised and respected by the Soul-Catching Horse-Faced Demon.
Hearing the voice, the man turned around and looked at everyone, revealing an ugly black face that looked like a judge punishing evil, with a big beard growing around his lips and under his chin, making him look like a gangster.