"Hey, what are you thinking!?" I waved to Xiaoyue, confirming that she was not dazed.

Xiaoyue slapped my paws open, "What are you doing?"

"I see if you're stunned." I pursed my lips and pulled my hands back and rubbed it. It hurts to hit someone. "You're not stunned. You really want to attack the Book of Life and Death, right?"

She laughed and looked at me with a sneer, "What if?"

I looked at her with a little anger and amused look at her, "Xiaoyue, do you think the underworld is the same as your home, you can enter and exit as you want? It's hard to enter and exit, let alone encounter the life and death book, it's simply funny, you."

"What's the difficulty of entering and leaving the underworld? Haven't your master taught you how to open the underworld door?" Xiaoyue held up the ceramic teacup and watched the tea leaves floating up and down inside.

I saw that she really didn't mean to be a joke, so I became serious, "My master has indeed taught me how to enter the underworld, but he also said not to try it easily."

"Then you just watch that Yun Panxi never gets doomed for generations?" Xiaoyue put down the teacup and looked up and asked me.

I don’t know what to say. On the one hand, I really want to save Yun Panxi, and on the other hand, I really have a little awe of the underworld and dare not easily cause rashness.

"I'm going to take the idea for you, it depends on what you think." Xiaoyue picked up the tea and drank it all, then looked at me with her blue eyes.

I held the teacup tightly, my joints turned slightly white. After thinking for a long time, I said deeply: "Even if I have the ability to do it, I am less than 10% sure."

I compared a finger to Xiaoyue, indicating that I was less than 10% sure.

Xiaoyue put down the teacup, sat upright, and then broke out my fingers clenched, until they turned into five.

"What do you mean?" I flipped my palm back and forth.

"In addition, I can still win 50%." She looked at me with a smile, looking a little proud and a little playful.

The light of hope slowly rekindled in my eyes, but I wonder why she helped her many times. Nowadays, no one is willing to help you without benefit? It's not a fool.

Xiaoyue seemed to see my concerns and explained out loud: "I'm not just helping you, I have some ideas about the Book of Life and Death."

Thoughts?!What are the thoughts? This girl is not big, why is her idea so terrible?

"Don't worry, it's definitely not a bad thing." She added, blinking at me.

OK, seeing how cute she is, I can barely believe her.

After the discussion, we made an agreement to meet at the gate of Fengdu Ghost City at midnight tonight.

It is almost winter when it is late autumn. Even if you are in Shu now, you can feel a bit of bone-permeable chill at night. What's more, at the gate of this ghost city, you feel the gust of wind and the cold air is imminent.

I looked at my watch and it was almost twelve o'clock. But I was the only one standing alone here, without seeing Xiaoyue at all.

Just when I thought she broke the appointment and after some ideological struggle, I decided to go alone, a sudden unforgettable chill came, which made me shivered. The chill was not like the cold ghost energy. Even though I could feel that countless ghosts were passing by me and leading the way to rebirth, the chill was different from them. It was like a cold sword, cutting through the air and coming straight towards me.

My Yin-Yang Eyes have caused a lot of trouble for me, so I usually seal it with spells. Just as I was about to open the Yin-Yang Eyes to find out, a cold hand suddenly held the hand I was casting, stopping my spell casting.

I opened my eyes and a fair and small face appeared in front of me, and the watery blue eyes were staring at me.

"It's me." Xiaoyue stuck out her tongue and took back her hand.

I felt the chill just now disappear, and I felt a little strange, but I couldn't say anything, so I could only give up. After all, this is a ghost town, and any strange thing could happen.

"You're a little late." I complained a little. Could anyone be angry if they were frozen in the air for so long?

"When the yin energy is at its peak, it is easy to pop out because the yin and yang are transformed too quickly, especially for mortals like you." Xiaoyue explained seriously, "It's just the right time now."

I felt something was wrong when I heard her, and nothing was wrong. Anyway, it was weird.

Just when I was stunned, Xiaoyue had already started to do it and drew a spell on the ground. I saw light rising everywhere. I saw her raised her fingers and muttering something. At the same time, the light on the ground became more and more dazzling. The next moment, I felt a suction force under my feet pulling me down. When I looked down, the ground was like a black vortex, swallowing me little by little.

I closed my eyes and used gestures to make a sound, and I was also muttering words.

After tremendous pressure, I opened my eyes and had arrived in the underworld.

It was all black here, and only the red light in the sky illuminated the dark place, but it looked particularly weird.

"We're here, this is the underworld." Xiaoyue stood beside me, not afraid at all, as if she was traveling.

I raised my foot and found that the road on the ground was uneven and it was very difficult to walk.

Xiaoyue jumped on it and said, "No one in the underworld walks, and ghosts are all floating, so they are unwilling to allocate some public funds to build roads."

I forgot that the three realms are now following the institutionalized approach. After all, gods cannot be rigid and conservative, otherwise how can we manage humans who keep pace with the times?

"Humans can only stay in the underworld for six hours at most, that is, twelve hours. If they exceed twelve hours, the yang energy will be dissipated and eventually they are eaten by evil ghosts and will never be reborn!" Xiaoyue walked in front of me, and suddenly turned around and said to me with an extremely terrifying expression. After that, she laughed again, as if she was deliberately scaring me.

I was not scared. As an Onmyoji, life and death are trivial matters. There are never a few Onmyoji who died of life because of the secret of the world.

As I walked, I looked around carefully. There were many people passing by, or ghosts. They were all pale and expressionless, just like walking corpses.

"Walking forward is the gate of hell." Xiaoyue walked in front and said suddenly.

I looked up and saw that there was indeed a red gate in front of me. When I walked closer, I did have three big words "Gate of Ghost" written on it. The characters and doors were bright red, as if they were made of blood.

In front of the gates of hell, Xiaoyue stopped. As soon as I was about to ask her what she was doing, she handed me a piece of red rope, but I don’t know where it got it.

"You bring this with you, which is equivalent to a pass in the underworld, which means you are a creature, and many things in the underworld are invalid for you." Xiaoyue said as she pulled up my arm and put it on me, "But remember, this only has twelve hours of validity."

After Xiaoyue finished speaking, she shook her arm at me and signaled me to see the red rope on her wrist.

I thanked her with a smile, "Is it okay to bring this and drink Mengpo soup?"

She smiled, "You'll know if you take a sip?"

When I saw her smirk, it seemed that this Mengpo soup could not be drunk.

After passing the Gate of Hell, I felt that the yin energy was heavier. In order, the next step was Naihe Bridge.

"Look, there is the Three Lives Stone at the bridgehead!" Xiaoyue pointed to the front excitedly, then ran over and ran over, and I followed closely behind. We seemed out of place among these dead ghost groups.

However, I am also quite curious about what the Three Life Stone looks like. After all, it is the first time I have come to the underworld to grow up so big.

But when I got closer, I found that it was just an ordinary stone, just a relatively large one. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"So this is how Sansheng Stone is, so ordinary?" I said.

Xiaoyue looked up at me and said, "That's because you are not dead yet. Only dead people can pass by here and prepare to go to the bridge to see their past and present lives through the Three Lives Stone."

I nodded with a sudden realization, "So that's it."

I looked at the bustling ghosts around me. As expected, I had to take a look at the Three Lives Stone from here. Then I was stopped by Meng Po at the bridge and drank a bowl of her soup before I could continue walking onto the Naihe Bridge and then reincarnate.

I suddenly became curious and turned to Xiaoyue, "Hey, what if someone... no, what if there is a ghost who doesn't want to drink Mengpo soup?"

After hearing this, Xiaoyue pulled me to the Huangquan Water beside the bridge and looked at it. The bridge was covered with blood-red Manzhu Shahua, beautiful and charming, sad and weird.

"That's the end for the ghost who doesn't want to drink Mengpo soup." Xiaoyue pointed at Huangquan.

I stretched out my head and saw that it was a good guy! It was full of arms inside! It was shaking like reeds, which was very terrifying and terrifying.

"I'll go, what the hell is this?" I was shocked.

"Hahaha, these are all dead ghosts who don't want to drink Mengpo soup." Xiaoyue laughed loudly, "I don't want to drink Mengpo soup. I want to keep the memories of my previous life and reincarnate at a price. The price is that I will be burned by the water for a thousand years before I can be reincarnated after a thousand years."

"A thousand years? What are you doing when you change with each passing day? " I frowned and asked.

"There are always infatuated lovers in the world. Not to mention a thousand years, even ten thousand years, they are willing to wait. In the past thousand years in the underworld, they will watch their beloved pass through this Naihe Bridge countless times, but they can't speak, they can only watch." The smile on Xiaoyue's face gradually faded, and then a layer of sorrow was covered with a layer of sorrow. "If you want to talk about it, there were really many arms in the underworld, so many that there were almost no spring water. Now there are only a few hundred."

"Why?" I asked in confusion.

"Now people's hearts are not as simple and persistent as before. Everything can change. If you like this today and like that tomorrow, you will have too few infatuated lovers and too many weak lovers."
Chapter completed!