Yin Hong's blood -like flowers swaying with the wind, leaving the petals from the bones, and falling into a dim river. This river flows calmly, smooth and quiet, as if it is the end of everything.
, Only the blood -colored petals of the other side floated on it alone.
A lonely height of a stone bridge full of ancient atmosphere hangs on this rivers without an end. The floor tiles on the stone bridge show red and yellow, and the hazy mist renders the weirdness of the bridge.
Three figures, one man and two women, standing on the other side of the bridge, the man's eyebrows showed free and unruly, and seemed to be unable to trap him.
Two women, one green and red, Tsing Yi woman, holding a white jade net bottle, a five -section of purple bamboo in the net bottle. Although she stands there, she seems to be in another space.
body.
The top of the woman in red, intertwined the Tao and reason, the heaven and earth avenue worshiped in Sino, so she dare not accept it. She is the incarnation of the avenue.
These three people are in turn, the avenue scars of the demon, Qing Xuan, red sleeves, and red sleeves are cured by the water of the earth and the river of life. When she leaves the sea, she was awakened by Qing Xuan. Qing Xuan briefly told her that she was unconscious.
What happened, reconciled the only way to save the sky, and the red sleeves did not hesitate, so I went to the road with Qing Xuan and the candle.
"Is it?"
The red sleeves leaned slightly, took a flower on the other side, and sandwiched in the blue silk, making her more charm.
"It's here." Qing Xuan answered lightly.
The three kept silent in the same way, headed by the candle, and the second, the red sleeve ends, embarked on the empty stone bridge.
The bridge looks short, but it is very long. The half -cup of tea passed. Only the three people saw the stone lion on the ends of the bridge through the thick fog.
"Stop, Naihe Bridge, the gate of the earth, the living people return, the dead soul enters, the two days of yin and yang, see that you are not like the lonely soul ghost, retreat quickly, and there is a way of life, otherwise, don't blame me to send you ten.
The eight -layer hell suffers the suffering of punishment. "
The tail of the bridge has a blue and yellow lone lamp. In the fog, there is a yellow light. There is no one under the lone lamp. I do n’t know when the two long hair covers the noodles.
The three seemed to have no hearing the scolding of the little ghost, and continued to move forward.
"The ears are deaf, take another step, the consequences are at your own risk."
This little ghost is also a big fire. Today, he is just his turn to defend Wei Naihe Bridge. This is a leisure. What unjust soul or ghost dare to dare to disturb the work in front of the local government, unless that person is itchy.
The little ghost understands that anyone who looks at the torture of the eighteen layers of hell will be extremely decent and unforgettable for life, and the prefecture regulations must be kept in front of the local government.
It will be punished for 300 days of hell to serve.
But now, there are three weird people. He reminded him carefully, but no one puts his words in his ears. He has to teach these three monsters. Otherwise, how should he mix in the future.
The three were still silent, walking in front of the ghost, and did not wait for the little ghost to attack. The candle was gently pointed on the forehead of the ghost.
A hole, the diameter and the fingers of the candle are different, the cave is empty as well, the candle waves the sleeve, the little ghost's body instantly turns into powder, and the lone lamp is scattered into the lone lamp.
"Devil, Devil."
Another slightly farther little ghost was paralyzed on the ground, and the air was filled with a faint smell. For many years, Huangquan Dishu was as stable as Taishan.
The head of the ghost turned into a blank head, and it wouldn't even escape.
There was no delay in the candle, and the little ghost was directly wiped out by him, and there was no trace. However, the tail of the bridge, leaving only the green butter lamp on the left and right.
The destination of the three people's trip is the Huangquan land. To put it more accurately, the nineteenth place under the eighteen -story hell.
It is said that Jiuyou's land is not created by the Creation God. It is the secret of the previous universe. The creation god uses this as an infrastructure to build the fairy Buddha demon and the five realms of the prefecture.
Tianwen is the son of destiny. It is born of the will of fate. Fate is the highest law of the Five Realms. All the avenues in the Five Realms cannot curse fate and resist fate. That is to say
From the place of Jiuyou.
The bell must also be tied to the bell. If you want to break the curse, the key must be in the land of Jiuyou, so knowing that the land of Jiuyou is the ban on the Five Realms, they still have to break through.
The three kept the formation and moved towards the deepest part of Huangquan Dafu.
The city was dying, but the city was chaotic.
The eighteen floors of hell are closed on the eighteenth floor of hell. There are ancient rules that are passed down from outside the dead city. No one dares to be presumably.
You have the right to have money, you can live a life that is more luxurious than the world, but some people have to work if someone is working.
, Exploitation.
When the three entered the city, they were stared at. The appearance of Qing Xuan and the red sleeves made the heavens and the earth lose color. The color ghosts full of Yin worms seemed to smell delicious dumplings, and they came around.
It's just that these bullied guys on weekdays do not know that they have kicked a steel plate that is harder than iron plates, destined that they are going to be moldy.
"Little lady, it's not easy to mix in the newly -dead city. It is better to follow me. I treat the brothers' judges in this district.
A middle -aged ghost with a broken arm came up, and the two eyes beads stared straight at Qing Xuan and red sleeve chests and hips. Harrazi was flowing in his mouth.
But there are not a few people who have the same thoughts as he are, but there is no such color embryo that is so ‘straightfor’.
"Your mouth is stinky, I don’t want to die, I will roll me."
The voice of Mozun is not very loud, but everyone standing at the gate of the city can be heard clearly. Some clothes and skinny ghosts can be pasted to the ground.
Being able to swim in the city, you are leisurely, rampant, and no huge power support behind it. This new big courage actually offends all of the worms all at once. I'm afraid it is difficult to be a slave.
Then, then
Sighing is sigh, but no one reminds him that everyone in the dead city is used to it. Personal sweeping the snow in front of the door, and Mo Guan others with frost.
Do.
"Don't think that after wearing a black clothes, I think I am a savior hero.
"Yes, don't roll again, be careful that we will interrupt your dog's legs, poke your dog's eyes."
The ghost group began to clamor, the temptation of Qingxuan and red sleeves, so that these guys who did not have many brains had lost their minds. If they were not afraid of hurting the two "weak women" of Qing Xuan and red sleeves, some people had already started the candle.
Then, then
"If you are dead, you will be sent to you for a while. After seeing your souls and flying, you can still be so arrogant."
When did the candle suffer such Qiqi? Within tens of thousands of years, there was no one who dared to be so presumably in front of him. Even if these were dead evil spirits in front of him, he would never let go.
Respect.
"What a big tone, you are not afraid of the wind flashed your tongue. Brothers, do you hear, this guy thinks who you are, souls are scattered, joking, I think we go to the eighteen layers of hell, let him make him good
Enjoy it. "
The color embryo at the beginning joked with the people around him. He didn't take the words of the candle at all. In his consciousness, a new ghost who had just come to the city of the city, what can there be, even if the dragon meets him,
The ground snake has to nod with a good nod, otherwise he wants to play to death if he wants to play dead.
It is a pity that his Ruyi abacus was wrong. He suddenly found that his dogs and meat friends had a stiff smile on his face, the pupils were enlarged, the corners of his mouth trembled, and the state of fear was revealed.
"What's wrong with you, see ghosts? No, we are ghosts, what are you?"
One of the ghosts pointed at him behind him, he turned his head in doubt, and the whole bold was almost scared out of the crotch and drilled out. Before he screamed out, "click", his neck became empty.
A thorough "headless ghost".
"Monster."
At the entrance of the dead city, like a boiling porridge, all ghost running, hitting the east and west, it is fun.
Poor ghosts and slaves have stepped on them to escape their faces on weekdays. Whoever is how high your identity is and keeping your life tight. Although they are ghosts, if they lose a certain part of the body, they will be flying.
There are no chances of reincarnation.
The candle was not done, but there was an extra python around him. Take a closer look and hold the lifelike sculpture in his hand to hold the vivid sculpture.
After tens of thousands of times, the towering towering towering tower was short.
"I don't know which big figure in the Three Realms came to my Huangquan Dafu. It really made me wait for the panton. If there is a hospitality, please forgive me for forgiveness."
The eighteen people appeared on the high platform not far from the city gate. All the ghost seemed to see a life -saving straw, and flew in the direction of the high platform.