Wang Jingzhe was a little cute, straight, but he was not stupid. He suddenly realized that when he and Xiaocao Girl left Chang'an, he woke up and went outside Liangshui City. Perhaps it was not just a coincidence?

The Ghost Gate opened, and many figures rushed toward the cliff on the Liangshui River. The first ones to arrive were Qi Zhengkun, Chang Zijing and Hu Hu. They jumped directly from the fishing boat, and after reaching the cliff, they quickly climbed up, and came to the entrance of the cave covered by thorns and weeds, and then they plunged in. Then there were Qiu Chengzi, Jiang Bingxiao and Chen Xiaoyu, who followed their steps and climbed up and also got in.

As the so-called attempt, as long as someone dares to lead the way, some people will continue to follow one after another. Several people rushed in without hesitation, and some people stopped on the shore and hesitated. After all, if you enter the underworld, you may have to stay in the underworld forever if you can't get out.

When Wang Jingzhe and Mao Xiaocao walked over, they also saw Chen Sansui's figure. He almost galloped past. When he came to the bottom of the cliff, he tapped the ground and then soared into the air. Then he jumped up and then leaped up with one hand and leaned in with his body. Without hesitation, he was simply and nimble.

"Swish" At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed past Wang Jingzhe. When the other party passed by, he turned around and left him with a meaningful smile: "I thought you were a little weird before, but now it seems that this is the case. I expected to meet you tonight. Sure enough, see you later?"

Wang Jingzhe smiled and replied: "Everyone is with each other."

Kitchen Daowen reached out to grab the thorny vines, climbed up quickly, and plunged into the cave entrance. At this time, the rest of the shore were those who were waiting and watching. Some were brave, and naturally some were cautious. "You still have injuries on your body..." Mao Xiaocao turned around and sighed and said, "You don't need to join me in this fun. The yin energy in the underworld is too heavy. If you go in before your injury is healed, it is entirely possible that it will be aggravated."

Wang Jingzhe said, "I'm not at ease when you go in by yourself."

Mao Xiaocao said in annoyance: "You go with me, I still have to take care of you. Aren't you causing me trouble? You can't save people some attention."

"Do you think this reason can convince me?"

Mao Xiaocao: "·······"

Since ancient times, countless people have always speculated whether there are any so-called underworlds, kings of hares, judges, cow heads and horse faces, black and white impermanence, and so-called Ksitigarbha. This is like a puzzle that has been passed down through the ages, and no one seems to have ever solved it.

But as there is a saying, if you don’t know the beauty of this mountain without this mountain.

Ordinary people can't guess, but some people know that there are indeed people in the underworld outside the world of the world, and the dead souls after death always need a place to rest.

The underworld is a desolate world, with only gray and black colors here, and there is a biting slight wind everywhere, and no other colors can be seen on the endless barren land.

When Wang Jingzhe and Mao Xiaocao entered the underworld, the first thing they felt was discomfort. The yin energy here was too heavy, and it would make people feel very uncomfortable when they were breathing. The three souls and seven spirits in the body were vaguely uncontrollable, as if they were about to come out at any time.

"How do you feel?" Mao Xiaocao asked with a frown.

"It's okay, there's no big problem in a short period of time. The underworld is indeed not suitable for living people to stay. This is the rule. Just like the Yin-sentence who went to the world to arrest the soul only and left after a circle, and did not dare to delay too long, we have to go out before the gate of hell is closed. It's okay to be straight for two hours." Wang Jingzhe looked at the horizon in the distance and found that most of the people who had come in had disappeared before, and could only vaguely see two or three figures in the distance.

"Didn't it mean that the Wangchuan River is connected to the Liangshui River? Where is the river?" Mao Xiaocao said.

"It's just a rumor, and no one has really verified it. This obviously doesn't make sense. If it's connected to the Forget River, this ghost gate will not be difficult to find and then be omitted..."

After a person dies, according to the normal procedure, he must first pass the gate of hell. This is to reach the real underworld, and then he has to walk on the legendary Huangquan Road. If he does not look back on the Huangquan Road, it means that once you step on the Huangquan Road, you will be reborn as a human being. Between Huangquan Road and the underworld, there is a Forget River, and Naihe Bridge on the river. After drinking that bowl of Mengpo soup, you will be waiting to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

There is another possibility, that is, you have committed some sins in the world. If you cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation for the time being, you have to float in the Forgetful River. There are all lonely ghosts who cannot be reincarnated. The only thing they can wait for is to reduce their sins in order to be reincarnated.

As for those who had been guilty in their lifetime, they could only go to the eighteen levels of hell and have been suppressed for countless years.

So, people are doing things and watching, and that's what they say.

Wang Jingzhe and Mao Xiaocao walked forward. After more than half an hour, they suddenly heard the sound of ghosts and howlings of wolves coming, and their physical feelings suddenly became much colder again. The two were stunned for a moment, looked at each other and rushed forward a few steps, climbed a small hill, looked down from above, and found that there were countless evil spirits struggling in a river not far away.

After crossing the Forget River, it was the real underworld of the underworld, but I didn’t see the Naihe Bridge and the legendary Meng Po.

"They are there too..." Mao Xiaocao pointed at the two groups of people by the river, one of which was Qiu Chengzi, Jiang Bingxiao and Chen Xiaoyu, and not far from them was Chen Sansui standing alone. Both sides stood by the river and looked at them.

"You come to the underworld, you should be the same as them, right?" Wang Jingzhe glanced over there and suddenly turned around and asked.
Chapter completed!