Just when Wan Lei was thinking hard, a majestic and mighty voice suddenly came from above his head.
The two of them looked up, but before they could see clearly what it was, they were struck by a huge force.
The two of them continued to fall, fall, fall uncontrollably, as if they were about to fall into the eighteenth level of hell.
Boom!
Boom!
After falling for who knows how long, the two people finally fell to the ground, and the tyrannical force disappeared.
"Hiss...it hurts so much."
Wan Lei stood up, rubbed his lower back, and quickly pulled Fang Xiaoyu up. Fortunately, their cultivation and divine bodies were all there, otherwise they would have fallen to death on the spot.
"What the hell is this place?"
Wan Lei looked around. It was not as crowded as above, and it was no longer chaotic. There were flowers, grass, mountains and water. There were many villages in the distance, and nearby...
Another group of ghosts came nearby to watch.
These two people who fell from the sky greatly aroused their interest.
Wan Lei became impatient, raised his hand, condensed thunder in his palm, and wanted to kill all these ghosts.
"Run quickly."
"This man is so strong."
"Oh my god, he's going to kill someone."
The ghosts who were watching ran away in panic one by one, rolling and crawling in such a wretched manner that Wan Lei chuckled.
Fang Xiaoyu didn't smile.
"People here have emotions and a desire to survive. They are afraid and will run away."
After hearing this, Wan Lei immediately put away his smile and observed carefully.
The ghosts here seem to be no different from normal people. Except that their bodies are a little translucent, everything else is normal.
"Let's go and take a look at the front. It's finally a little bit normal here. Maybe we can find a way out of here."
Wan Lei pulled Fang Xiaoyu up and walked towards the village ahead.
Not long after, they came to a village where there were many ghosts living here. Some ghosts were chopping wood, some were making fires, and some were chatting in groups.
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu were walking in this small village. People around them occasionally glanced at them and discussed in low voices, but most people were busy with their own affairs and no one paid them any attention.
"Brother, may I ask where this place is?"
Wan Lei grabbed a young man who was walking with firewood and put on a warm smile.
"This is Kudu Village, don't you know? Oh, you just died, you haven't found your tribe yet."
The young man became interested, put down the firewood, and looked at Lei Yu and the two with a smile.
"Your tribe is probably around here. Let's look for it again. If you can't find it, just come back to us and join our village. Just mention my name in Ku Du Zheng Ya."
"Um...that...I mean, where is this world?"
"You don't even know that you are dead, do you? This is the world in the life-controlling map. You are a fool."
The young man shook his head, looked at Wan Lei like a fool, picked up the burden and continued walking.
"He is really sober in the world. He knows that he is dead and that he is in a life-control plot."
Wan Lei laughed dumbly and didn't intend to ask any more questions. He probably didn't know how to leave.
"God, God!"
Just when the two were at a loss, a shout suddenly came from the distance. The two turned around and saw another young man running towards them quickly.
"Gods, why are you here?"
The young man was overjoyed and ran to Wan Lei and knelt down with a plop.
"Get up, get up, who are you?"
"God, don't you remember me? I'm a climber."
The young man stood up, obviously overly excited.
Looking at the somewhat familiar face in front of him, Wan Lei suddenly slapped his forehead,
"Remember, you are one of Dengyange's personal guards."
"Yes, yes, God, you still remember me. I died a few months after we set off. At that time, you were fighting an enemy with a piece of wood."
It was the battle with the Lord of Phoebe.
While Wan Lei was thinking, Dengyan Daha's expression suddenly froze, and his face turned ashen.
"Did the gods...even you die in the battle? Then...the Dengyan tribe has been completely wiped out."
"No, no, no, we won in the end and have entered the Great Wall. Dengyan Ge and Dengyan Juling are alive and well."
Seeing that the young man was about to cry, Wan Lei quickly comforted him.
"Forget it, God, don't comfort me. I know that the enemy is too powerful and our small tribe will definitely not survive to the end.
On the contrary, it has caused trouble for you, and even lost your life in order to protect us.
God, don’t worry, I will take you back to our village right now. You are still our God, and we will continue to worship you..."
"Okay, okay, I didn't transfer my soul to the Fate Control Map. How could I come here after death? We are not dead, and the Dengyan Tribe is still alive and well."
"Really...really? Then how did you get here?"
"It's a long story at this point. We were trapped in by the Imperial Master and are currently looking for a way out. The Dengyan tribe outside is still waiting for me to resettle them.
Does anyone here know how to get out?"
"Well, I don't know. I've only been here for less than a year. Regardless, the leader of the village is the previous old patriarch. He has been here for decades. He knows more. Let's go and ask.
Let him."
"lead the way."
"Okay, okay, brothers, let's go home, the gods are coming."
Dengyan Daha greeted the people in the distance, and those people quickly came closer. Most of them didn't know what he was talking about, but there was one person who recognized Wan Lei and bowed to him.
"We are here to do business. This time we got a lot of food. Thirty people came and fifteen cars. Let's go, brothers, no more trading. Take the gods home. The gods want to see the leader.
."
Dengyan Daha excitedly led the way and trotted all the way.
Wan Lei looked at their happy faces and smiled. Suddenly, his smile froze.
He only saw... twelve people.
Wan Lei was speechless and followed them forward silently.
The village of Dengyan tribe was not far away. They walked for more than half an hour before leaving. In the village, they met the enthusiastic old chief.
"Chief, we are all back, many of us, and we have brought the gods back with us."
"God?"
The old patriarch looked at Wan Lei and Wan Lei curiously, and was about to kneel down and kowtow, but Wan Lei stopped him.
Apparently, Dengyan Daha had told the old patriarch about the gods leading the Dengyan tribe before.
The old patriarch ordered a banquet to be laid out and asked Wan Lei, Fang Xiaoyu and others to sit on it while they stood aside to serve.
Looking at a table full of fine wine and delicacies, Fang Xiaoyu moved her index finger, ready to try the delicacies of this ghost world, but Wan Lei touched her finger lightly.