The underworld is very mysterious to mortals, and Russell also thinks so because he has never been there.
Although he always makes fun of Meng Po, the King of Hell, the Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and the Black and White Impermanence.
But if we really meet, I guarantee you won’t dare to say a word.
Anyway, that's what Uncle Jiu asked him to do. Unless something urgent happens, he must never go to the underworld.
Because it will cause great chaos in the underworld.
Russell touched his chin. As long as he went down secretly and came up secretly, there shouldn't be any big trouble, right
Thinking of this, he took out a piece of paper from his bosom, drew a circle in the air with his right index finger, a faint halo, and pointed his finger at it, and the paper figure came to life.
At this time, the corpse driver was still confused, staring blankly at the little baby in front of him, while the old woman had a serious expression, watching the scene solemnly.
The paper man grew taller in the wind and turned into a sturdy man with a long beard, phoenix eyes, and a ruddy face, as if he had just finished reading "The Spring and Autumn Annals".
His eyes were closed tightly, and in his hand he held a long sword that was shining with cold light.
“Boom!”
The long sword fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud, which scared everyone present so much that their eyelids jumped involuntarily.
Even the row of unconscious corpses involuntarily took a step back.
The corpse driver was stunned, looking at his own mark in his hand with some dementia. The mark of controlling the corpses was still there, but he could not control their actions.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a breath, walked a few steps to the side, and then he could see the paper man clearly.
It turned out to be Master Guan! No wonder he had such a menacing aura!
The corpse driver was still shocked. He had seen many Guan Erye, including statues, portraits, and wooden statues.
But this was the first time he had seen someone with such a vivid aura, as if he were a living person.
The corpse driver realized that he had met a master today, and immediately dared not breathe, lowered his head and was careful not to look directly at him.
This was the experience he had gained from his life as a corpse-carrier: listen less, watch less, and ask less. This way, you can live longer.
But the curiosity in my heart was scratching like a cat's claws, and the feeling was so strange, just like the impulse in my heart when I saw the sign of Yihongyuan.
When he looked up again, he found the little baby in front of him sitting upright on the ground, with his hands facing the sky and his eyes closed. There was incense burning in front of him, which came from nowhere, and the baby was motionless.
What is this for
After all, the corpse drivers have traveled far, seen a lot, and heard a lot. Although they have not experienced it personally, they still know something.
The more he looked at it, the more familiar it looked, and he suddenly thought of the legendary secret technique.
Go to the underworld alone!
this…
The corpse driver was shocked and swallowed his saliva. He looked at Russell involuntarily, sizing him up and down.
Finally his eyes rested on Russell's long, slender thighs.
Hiss, these legs are so thin, long, white and big!
…
With his soul out of his body, Russell was no longer as weak as before. When the cold wind blew, he floated freely in the wind.
Ever since he entered the Earth Master realm, he understood the importance of the Dionysus's soul and constantly nurtured it, which was why he was able to easily crush Liu Kai, the head of the Liu family.
Everyone has magical powers and laws, but how well one can truly utilize them depends entirely on one's comprehension and the strength of one's soul.
In the world of spirits, the heaven and earth are very different. At least there are many more shadows coming and going.
Those are the wandering souls of dead living beings floating in the human world. If by chance, they will become ghosts that everyone is afraid of.
Russell looked at this dark world thoughtfully. He had no idea which relatives, fathers, or descendants these wandering souls were.
He gently patted the paper crane on the head. In the mortal world, the paper crane was only the size of a palm.
But when he arrived in the spiritual world, the paper crane was surprisingly large. It carried him directly and flew slowly in the sky to a place Russell didn't know.
Where is the underworld
Russell didn't know either, but he soon found out.
Because the paper crane was flying him forward, in the foggy and dim world of the soul where no light was visible, he actually saw two beams of light.
The closer they flew, the closer the two beams of light came. They turned out to be two lanterns with strange patterns on them and a hollow space in the middle. They were slowly held up by two dark shadows.
Behind the two dark shadows, there was a large group of floating souls, surrounded and tied by a long chain.
A strange thing
Russell smiled, flew down from the paper crane silently, landed behind the team, wrapped the chain around his waist, and got a ride that was not a ride.
These wandering souls have no intelligence, and some even have broken bodies, so they naturally would not notice Russell's arrival.
Instead, one of the evil spirits blinked, turned his head away in frustration, and finally muttered something.
"Why do I feel so heavy all of a sudden?"
Russell grinned. With his soul and spirit intact, his weight was naturally much greater than that of a wandering soul. The lotus on the back of his right hand was spinning, and this thing followed it, imprinting itself on his soul.
The ghost looked carefully but didn't notice anything unusual. He could only shake his head helplessly and continue to chase his brother.
He was still wondering in his mind when he should ask his boss for advice, because if he didn't work overtime, he wouldn't get paid.
I am a ghost messenger with ideals and ambitions, and I want to buy a house in the underworld!
The surroundings were gray and gloomy, and the two ghost messengers walked in the same direction without any deviation. They didn't know how long they walked, but soon they arrived at a place.
Russell felt as if he had passed through a strange place. There were more and more ghosts holding lanterns and wandering souls around him.
The red dots continued to pour in from all directions. Russell clearly felt that the team's progress was slowing down. The two leading ghost messengers began to chat with the other ghost messengers.
"I heard that a big thing happened in our underworld recently!"
"Oh, really? When did it happen?"
"It was from the other day, Lord Black Impermanence and Lord White Impermanence."
"What's the matter with these two adults? They are not related..."
"Hehe, you may not know, but I heard that Lord Bai Wuchang made a bet with someone and bet away all of Hei Wuchang's underwear."
"What's so strange about this?"
"You are so stupid. How do you think Lord Bai Wuchang got the underwear of Hei Wuchang?"
"hiss!"
"I also heard that Lord Black Impermanence was so angry that he said he no longer liked Lord White Impermanence. Hiss, have you ever seen a female ghost that Black Impermanence liked?"
"After your analysis, I feel terrified!"
Russell looked strange and couldn't help but scratch his nose with his finger, saying silently in his heart, "I'm sorry, brother, I really didn't mean it."
If Bai Wuchang knew that I did it, I would probably cut me into pieces and even want to kill me.
"Whose doll are you?"
A voice came from Russell's ear, scaring him so much that he looked up suddenly. A man in white was standing in front of him.
He was tall and thin, with a pale face, his tongue was sticking out, and he had a black hat on his head.
"Looking for you"
Black hat
Russell had a strange look on his face. The person in front of him was Bai Wuchang. Why was Bai Wuchang wearing a black hat
As if he had noticed Russell's strange look, Bai Wuchang was a little smug. He even adjusted his black hat, looking very proud.
Around him, rows and rows of ghost messengers knelt down, trembling in fear and not daring to breathe.
"Well, I remember now, is this doll of yours from Maoshan?"
Bai Wuchang really has a good memory. He remembered Russell after just one glance.
“Brother!”
Russell was not afraid at all, his eyes widened, "Brother Bai Wuchang, I haven't thanked you for saving me last time, please have a cigarette..."
"You little brat, you are so stupid, how can a ghost smoke?"
Bai Wuchang snorted, looked at the large banknotes from Tiandi Bank handed over by Russell, and fell into silence for a long time.
You call this thing cigarette
"Hey boy, you're really addicted to cigarettes!"
Bai Wuchang reached out and patted Russell on the shoulder, "I'm counting on you!"
At this moment, he was very happy, because he was a righteous god in the underworld and had a considerable salary every month.
Add to that the offerings from all the little ghosts, and he lives a very comfortable life.
I didn't expect that not long ago Hei Wuchang seemed to be sick and insisted that I stole his underwear. I didn't hesitate and faced such slander directly and started to fight.
The beating was so chaotic that the judge arrested him on the spot, and the criticism was so intense that his face was covered with saliva.
When the Black and White Impermanence led people to fight, the small treasury was directly confiscated by the judge. He, Bai Wuchang, had gone bankrupt for the 178th time.
Isn't it just that he had 111 fights, missed work 43 times, and accidentally let go of ghosts 20 times
Bai Wuchang felt a little upset, mainly because the rumors outside seemed to be getting more and more outrageous and seemed to be heading down a path of no return.
The more he looked at Russell, the more he liked him. The young Taoist priests nowadays were very sensible. If you bribe them with real money, they would be different from those fools who had to use fake money to bribe them.
Oh, so you use this to test the cadres
You look down on me, Bai Wuchang, too much!
"Brother Bai, I am here to look for a soul whose life span has not yet ended and who has not yet entered the underworld."
"Easy, leave it to me."
Bai Wuchang patted his chest and said, "We have a good reputation and we get things done for money, unlike that old black man who does things even without money. He has simply changed the rules."
He held Russell in one hand and walked straight to the front. The ghost messengers who were silently queuing in front of him slowly made way for him.
After walking for a long, long time, they finally arrived in front of Yinchai. It turned out that there was a river running across the place, a black river.
There were constant wailing of wronged souls and layers of bones emerging from inside.
But the strange thing is that the river is flowing but there are no ripples. It is very dead silent.
"This is Huangquan, it's not a place a little guy like you can go in."
Bai Wuchang got two chairs from somewhere and sat on the ground, looking at the team of ghosts lazily.
"Just wait here. Don't worry. They are very slow. The Yang Soul you are looking for will definitely not enter the underworld."
Russell nodded.
Suddenly, Bai Wuchang thought of something else. He gritted his teeth viciously and said, "Little guy, ask around for me. Find someone who is so good at changing into someone so skilled that even ghosts and monsters can't tell the difference."
"If you find it, I'll give you three thousand, no, five thousand Yin De points!"
"Damn it! If I catch that person, I will definitely fry him in a frying pan and let him experience the mountains of swords and seas of fire, and the wrath of the White Impermanence!"
Bai Wuchang clenched his fists viciously and said, "Don't let me know who that person is, otherwise, hehehe."
Russell couldn't help but steal a glance, his eyes were particularly weird.
Five thousand merit points only mean the salvation of five hundred ghosts.
How about reporting yourself