The sudden disappearance of the bull-headed horse-faced man still caused a lot of trouble. Zhong Kui ordered many underworld agents to search for him in the underworld for three days, but still found nothing.
Xu Ping had no intention of telling the story about the bull-headed horse-faced person. If he killed such a small character, he would just kill him. If he explained too much, it would bring him trouble.
Therefore, Zhong Kui had no choice but to let Zhang DaDa take them to the eighteenth level of hell.
Three days later.
It was still a foggy day. Xu Ping and Song Qingling followed Zhang DaDa and prepared to go to the Eighteenth Level of Hell. Zhong Kui came to see them off in person.
"Xiao Xu, you must be careful when going to the eighteenth level of hell this time." Zhong Kui looked worried and held up a sword with both hands.
"This is the ghost-slaying sword that has been with me for many years. I give it to you this time."
Looking at the ghost-slaying sword in front of him, Xu Ping reached out to take it, and pulled out the sword with all his strength. A cold light flashed, the sword light was as clear as water, and there was a faint charm flowing on the sword.
This charm was naturally developed because the Ghost Slayer Sword followed Zhong Kui for many years and was influenced by him.
Seeing that this sword was so extraordinary, Xu Ping was overjoyed and couldn't help but think that Zhong Kui had really spent a lot of money this time.
He actually took out all his swords.
"Thank you, Lord Zhenjun."
With a humble face, Xu Ping handed the Ghost Slayer Sword to Song Qingling, then saluted Zhong Kui and said, "As far as I know, they are preparing to launch a large-scale invasion of Fengdu more than half a step away. I hope Lord Zhenjun will pay more attention.
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Zhong Kui nodded: "I have also received the news and have made complete preparations. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is also watching."
"That's good."
Xu Ping felt relieved and was about to leave boldly with Zhang. He pondered for a moment and then said: "Sir Zhenjun, I have something to say, I don't know whether I should say it or not."
Zhong Kui waved his hand and said, "But it doesn't matter."
Xu Ping said directly: "I'm looking down, I'm afraid there are some people with evil intentions in the Ten Palaces of Fengdu Underworld. I hope Lord Zhenjun will be careful."
Zhong Kui frowned: "The Lord of Hell of the Tenth Palace is usually in the underworld and listens to orders rather than announcements. Just like this time, I can't command them, but there are a few of them that I can still trust."
Hearing what he said, Xu Ping knew.
This judge is still paying attention to the Lord of the Tenth Palace, after all, this is also the core force in the Fengdu Underworld.
Xu Ping, relieved, took Song Qingling and followed Zhang DaDa to the eighteenth level of hell.
Song Qingling held the Ghost Slaying Sword all the way and seemed very excited. In her opinion, following Xu Ping this time was the most meaningful thing in her life and ghost life.
"Brother Xu, I heard that the Eighteenth Level of Hell is extremely terrifying. Aren't you afraid?"
Xu Ping smiled and said: "I don't do anything bad, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on my door. I haven't done anything shameful. Even if I go to the eighteenth level of hell, I have nothing to be afraid of."
"And you?"
Song Qingling said hurriedly: "I'm not a bad person, and of course I'm not afraid, but..."
"I heard that there is a tongue-pulling hell. Those who have lied will have their tongues pulled out after death. I don't know if this is true."
When she said this, she was obviously worried, even scared.
Xu Ping became interested and asked: "Why, did you often lie when you were alive?"
"No, I didn't."
Song Qingling hurriedly denied it and said: "I just told some white lies to my parents."
"A white lie is not a lie." Xu Ping consoled him.
"As far as I know, that's not the case. Anyone who lies will go to tongue-pulling hell." Zhang DaDa, who was walking in front, suddenly said as if he was also interested.
Song Qingling's little face immediately turned pale with fright.
Xu Ping smiled softly and said calmly: "Don't worry, as long as you follow me, I want to see who dares to pull out your tongue."
When Song Qingling heard what he said, she felt relieved.
"Besides, we came to the Eighteenth Level of Hell this time under the orders of True Lord Zhong Kui. Who dares to cause trouble for you?"
Zhang boldly echoed: "Haha, Miss Song, don't worry too much. Although Judge Lu is upright and never shows mercy, he will definitely give it to Zhong Kui."
Secondly, Xu Ping wanted to see what was so clever about Lu Zhidao, the legendary figure who could make a tiger confess its crimes with just a glare.
Leaving the palace of the underworld far behind, he followed Zhang Daring to the foot of the black stone mountain, and then passed through a layer of dense forest.
What comes into view is Duantou Cliff.
The location of the Eighteenth Level of Hell was beyond Xu Ping's imagination. He had already gone down the mountain, but here, there was still a cliff with a thick fog and a bottomless depth.
"Eighteen levels of hell are just below here."
The abyss was like a trench, and the eyes could not penetrate the thick fog. Xu Ping and Song Qingling stood on the edge, looking down. Song Qingling suddenly felt that a great attraction was dragging her down.
"ah……"
Everything happened so fast. As soon as Song Qingling reached the edge of the cliff, she was dragged to the edge. If her feet were unsteady, she would fall.
At the critical moment, Xu Ping thrust out his sword finger, and a golden rope burst out from his fingertips, wrapping around Song Qingling's slender waist and pulling her back.
At the same time, a sword sounded.
The ghost-slaying sword in Song Qingling's arms was pulled by Xu Ping and slashed towards nowhere. The pulling force disappeared immediately.
After pulling Song Qingling back again, she could already see that her face was pale and she said in shock: "It seemed like there was a rope pulling me just now."
Zhang DaDa was also a little scared. If it fell, something big would really happen.
"I was negligent for a moment and forgot to tell you two that if someone who was guilty before his death came here, it would have this effect."
Xu Ping subconsciously looked at Song Qingling, who seemed a little reserved. When he saw his gaze, his expression also changed slightly, as if he wanted to explain.
Xu Ping said nothing, just looked at Zhang DaDa and asked: "How should we get down?"
Zhang boldly took a look and said, "Let's wait for a while. Something will happen soon and someone will come and pick us up."
As he spoke, he began to recite the mantra silently, and gestured towards the abyss, and black streams of light quickly flew down.
Xu Ping nodded and asked Song Qingling to rest aside.
Sitting down on a few raised stones, Song Qingling looked at Xu Ping who was silent and suddenly asked: "Why don't you ask me anything?"
Xu Ping smiled and said: "This is your business. I can see that you are a good girl, and that is enough."
With these words, Song Qingling suddenly felt that his eyes were a little moist.
It is very rare to make a ghost who has experienced death cry, but at this moment, Song Qingling really felt like crying.
"Thank you, thank you for trusting me."
Xu Ping shook his head: "There's nothing to thank you for."
Song Qingling was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "I was afraid that you would laugh at me, so I lied to you. In fact, I was married."
"?"
Why do you think that if you are married, I will laugh at you... Xu Ping shook his head, it seems that you still don't understand me.
"Originally, my parents proposed a marriage to me, but I didn't expect that on the night of the wedding, he suddenly died suddenly..."
Speaking of this, Song Qingling felt a great grievance in her heart: "Everyone says that I killed him, but I can't explain it, and I don't know how to explain it."
"Fortunately, my parents felt sorry for me and were afraid that I would suffer, so they took me back. But from now on, everyone will point fingers at my family."
Talking about the past, Song Qingling burst into tears: "Actually, I felt aggrieved. Every time my parents tried to persuade me to feel relieved, I told them it was okay, but how could it be okay? So I thought that if I died, maybe the situation would be better.
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Xu Ping said softly: "So, you actually committed suicide."
"Um."
Song Qingling responded: "I heard that anyone who has lied or committed suicide will enter the eighteenth level of hell."
"I was a little worried before I came to the underworld with you."
It seems that he brought Song Qingling to the underworld unintentionally, but it actually allowed him to escape this disaster.
But now, I still have to go to the eighteenth level of hell.
Xu Ping shook his head: "I won't comfort you. No matter what I want to say, since you came with me, I can guarantee that there will be no hidden trouble that will make things difficult for you."
Song Qing's voice was like a mosquito and her cheeks were red: "Thank you."
Song Qingling, who was filled with various emotions including gratitude, joy, and shyness, looked at Xu Ping affectionately. At this time, she had secretly sworn in her heart...
No more reincarnation!
From now on, I will follow Xu Ping, even if I am waiting for him in the underworld, one day I will be able to wait for Xu Ping.
At that time, reincarnate again.
Therefore, this mission of going to the eighteen levels of hell must be completed no matter what.
At this moment, Xu Ping suddenly noticed something strange under the abyss, and then he heard a voice floating up from the abyss.
"Bold, what serious crime did the ghost commit this time? You were the one who personally escorted it here."
The moment the sound floated up, four Yinzai stood on a dark cloud and floated up from the abyss.
The four gangsters all had pale faces, wore high hats, and had dark circles under their eyes. There was a strong fishy smell coming from their bodies.
The stench was indescribable and made me nauseous.
Xu Ping spread a circle of Qi around his body to disperse the stench, but when Song Qingling smelled the smell, her face changed drastically and she retched.
"vomit……"
When the four Yin Chai looked at her, they all showed lewd smiles, "Oh, she is still a beautiful little girl. Now the brothers can have fun again."
Xu Ping was stretching out his fingers to pull a stream of energy to dispel the stench for her, when he heard a few sinister words, with a look of displeasure on his face.
When the four Yin Chaos saw Xu Ping casting the spell, their expressions changed drastically and they screamed: "Bold, what is going on? Why hasn't this kid been broken up and cultivated?"
Zhang DaDa's face changed drastically and he immediately shouted: "You should speak with more respect. Mr. Xu and Miss Song were invited by Master Zhenjun to go to the 18th level of hell and have important tasks."
Upon hearing this, the four evil spirits moved their eyes slightly and looked at Xu Ping and Song Qingling carefully, "They were sent by Lord Zhenjun. That means there is no time to play."
Zhang boldly glared at the four gangsters fiercely, then apologized: "Mr. Xu, they stay in the eighteenth level of hell all year round and don't follow the rules. Please be more patient."
"No problem!"
Xu Ping waved his hands, without even looking at them, and said casually: "I'm invited by True Lord Zhong Kui this time. If there are some unruly brats along the way, just deal with them."
Hearing what Xu Ping said, Zhang Dadan knew that these four sinister things had made Xu Ping unhappy.
In fact, Xu Ping had no other thoughts about these sinister plots. After all, he was staying in a place dedicated to torturing evil spirits. It was normal for his personality to be a little weird or even bad.
I am afraid that many people know that evil people will have such consequences after they die, and they have to thank them.
But Xu Ping found that even after Zhang boldly revealed that he and Song Qingling were sent by Zhong Kui, he already had such an attitude, and he had some thoughts.
Combined with the results of the previous secret discussions between Minotaur and Horsemen, it should be impossible to achieve the Eighteenth Level of Hell without the cooperation of Yinzai with them, so he was skeptical about the four Yinzai.
"Hey, why aren't the two bull-headed and horse-faced brothers here?"
One of the Yin Chai saw that there were only three of them and asked subconsciously.
Zhang Dadan didn't think anything of it, and explained: "The bull-headed horse-faced one suddenly disappeared a few days ago, so I was brought here instead."
The expressions of the four yinzai changed, but they concealed it very well. They turned to look at Xu Ping and Song Qingling with smiles and said, "You actually have a secret mission, so come with us."
Zhang Dadan also turned around and saluted Xu Ping and Song Qingling, saying: "Mr. Xu, Miss Song, I can only send them here. I wish you both a triumphant return."
The road ahead was unknown. In order to take care of Song Qingling, Xu Ping took her hand and jumped onto the dark cloud.
The feet were light and heavy, and Song Qingling swayed twice. With the help of Xu Ping, she managed to stand firm, but in her heart, she felt as light as the dark clouds under her feet.
Farewell to Zhang DaDa, the dark clouds began to fall, but there was no wind in our face, which was very strange.
After understanding it, Xu Ping discovered that it was not how high the cultivation levels of the four Yin Cha were, but the mystery of the dark clouds themselves.
On the dark clouds, the Yin Zai who spoke first made a gesture towards the other Yin Zai. He understood and asked with a smile: "You two, I would like to ask, I don't know why Zhong Kui asked you to come here."
Secret mission?"
Of course Song Qingling didn't have a good attitude towards them, she just looked at Xu Ping, waiting for him to make up his mind.
Xu Ping smiled slightly: "Since I know it is presumptuous, then if I still ask, wouldn't I be asking for trouble?"
"you……"
The sinister person revealed his true colors instantly and glared at Xu Ping, but he seemed to have thought of something and did not curse.
The leader of the gangster sneered, "Let me advise you, the Eighteenth Level of Hell is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want. You'd better show some respect to our brothers."
Xu Ping sneered and turned around to ignore it.
Ever since he came to the underworld, even Zhong Kui had spoken to him in a friendly manner, but he didn't expect to receive such treatment in this eighteenth level of hell.
That can also explain that there is not just an iron barrel in Fengdu Prefecture.
Basically it can be said that it is divided into several parts.
Perhaps the evil spirits of the eighteen levels of hell only obey Judge Lu Zhidao.