At that time, I had just walked out for only 180 meters, but Shen Gong's voice made me stunned.
I turned around and asked him, "Why did you come with me? Taoist Meng realized his conscience and asked you to follow me?"
"My conscience found out, so I played a little trick to hide it from him."
He raised his hand and pointed to Taoist Meng: "Isn't that right? I left a clone while he wasn't paying attention, and then sneaked over to find you."
"Can this illusion of yours still have a clone?"
"Didn't I tell you that the illusion has the same ability as my original body, and a clone is nothing."
As he spoke, he took a step forward: "Let's go quickly, everyone outside will be dead in a while."
"Then let's go."
In fact, I was a little unsure at that time. Although there is no difference between the current Shen Gong and the previous one, I still can't guarantee that he is really a clone in front of me, or an illusion formed by the formation.
But I really don’t have time to think about this. Just like what he said, if we wait for a while, people outside will die. Also, anyway, Duke Shen said that as long as you go to Hades and find the Pond of Rebirth, you can leave.
Then I don’t care if it’s true or not, just jump in and be done with it.
From the bank of the Nai River to Hades, it was still the familiar route. This time neither of us spoke.
The dim sunlight in the underworld and the yellow sand in the sky make people feel tired all over, their minds are groggy, and they gradually lose the sense of time. They can only follow the route in memory and walk along in a daze.
I think the ghosts who have entered here must also be in this state.
However, my mentality when walking this road this time is different from the first time, because there are more memories of the past in my mind. Every time I go to a place, I will recall what happened here.
For example, the towering ancient tree thirty miles outside the Hades is the place where Yin Wuxin once killed the messenger of the underworld with his sword.
The deep pit fifteen miles away from Hades appeared because Qingluan used the power of Dayan Star to kill a King of Hell. If you look down carefully, you will find that the dark pit is still flickering.
A little bit of light is a sign that the remaining star power has not completely dissipated.
The last thing is outside the walls of Hades. When we got here, there were only a few closest people left around us.
It was here that Duan Tian stopped Qingluan and me, and then the consciousness of the Central Ghost Emperor suddenly appeared at the last moment, opened the passage and threw Qingluan into Penglai, and then escaped with his consciousness.
Immediately afterwards, a thunderbolt from the Nine Heavens Demon God suddenly fell, killing me and my soul almost to the point of being knocked to pieces.
Memories gradually came to my mind. As I thought about it, the murderous intention began to reverberate in my heart. Even the inner demon that had not appeared for a long time and was sealed in the deepest part of my consciousness by Qingluan began to stir up.
"Gu Yan, are you just thinking about chicken feathers?"
A scolding suddenly woke me up.
Mr. Shen frowned and grabbed my shoulders: "Didn't I tell you to calm down? Look up and see that the underworld, which was lifeless just now, is now brewing with yin energy. Aren't you causing trouble for yourself?"
"Sorry, I'm a little out of control."
Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to calm down: "Mainly, this road is too familiar, and those thoughts can't help but come out of my head. Okay, I will control it this time."
"I'm afraid it's too late. I don't know what's going on in your mind, but in the underworld right now, there's a particularly strong aura in it. It's no longer under the category of Yin energy. Please be careful."
A gloomy expression flashed between his brows: "If something unexpected happens, you don't have to worry about me. I will help you stop it. You can just head straight into the pond. Remember?"
"Sure, don't worry, I'll leave you alone."
Again, there is nothing to be polite about with an illusion. Even if I ask Mr. Shen to sacrifice for me once, it doesn't matter. I guess he himself has this realization.
But I still couldn't help but wonder, can he help me block those unexpected situations?
If that aura belongs to the Central Ghost Emperor, who even Qingluan can't resist, can Shen Gongzhi really be able to deal with him?
It was useless to worry. The two of them entered the Hades control area without saying a word. Then I discovered that this formation was really magical, and all my wishes came true.
The situation in Hades at this time should be six hundred years ago. At that time, the staff was not redundant and the number of dead ghosts was not too many. It was far from the overcrowded scene it is now.
But it was the late Ming Dynasty after all, and there weren't many ghosts, but they all looked quite miserable. Most of them were those who died of starvation due to famine, and there were also ghosts who died in battle and had missing limbs. Some of them were holding
With one arm, some were covering his intestines, and some were holding one of his thighs. He was jumping on one leg, and was driven by Yinsha to walk towards the Chacha Division.
I just wanted to ask Mr. Shen where the pool of rebirth is, but I can’t remember.
As soon as I turned around, I saw him raise his hand, and then I noticed that his arms began to wither, and the flesh on his face began to become dull. The originally strong man of over 1.80 meters quickly became rickety, and he instantly aged by twenty or thirty years.
Become a dying old man.
"Don't just stand there stupidly. Do what I want and pretend to be a hungry ghost."
He glanced at the yinza who was standing at the gate of the city chasing away ghosts, and ordered me in a hurried tone: "Chacha Division is only half a mile away from the Pond of Purity, let's get there first."
"Okay, brother, you are still smart."
I nodded to him seriously, and then imitated his example and began to draw out the life force from my body.
Gradually, I became like the elders in the clan, like I had not eaten enough for three months, and I was so hungry that only a layer of skin was left on my body.
Just at this time, a ghost appeared next to us and curled his lips: "Where are you ghosts from?"
"We are outsiders."
"Outside the Pass? Isn't that the place where slaves were established? Is there also famine there?"
Yin Chai frowned: "That's not right. Why did the ghosts outside the pass come to the underworld? The shamanism didn't send an immortal family to collect you?"
As soon as he said this, I felt like I had screwed up a bit.
Yes, it is said that shamanism is the totem outside the customs these days, and they have the final say on collecting souls. I said that I am from outside the customs, so are the ghosts who do not belong to foreign countries come to the underworld?
Just as he was thinking about how to go back, Duke Shen responded quickly: "Sir, we are merchants who came from outside the customs to sell furs. We just happened to encounter an invading army and famine. We starved to death before we could run back. You can
Hold your hands high and let us two brothers pass."
I guess this Yin Cha is from the Central Plains. He doesn’t have a good impression of people outside the customs. He also has a bad attitude towards us: “It’s no use trying to get close. Why are you just standing around? Follow the large troops to the Chacha Division. If you are found out, we will kill you.”
If you are an extraordinary person, or you are a spy to build a slave, you will be able to reap the rewards when the time comes!"