This can be said to be the most peaceful and peaceful place in the ghost world, because this is the residence of Oyue Lao.
For several miles around Hongqiao, there is no endless gloomy wind or ghostly atmosphere that blocks the sky. On the contrary, the place is full of green grass, flowing water, and shaded trees. It is like a fairyland.
For this reason, this is also Wang Yan's favorite place to come when he has nothing to do.
Among the green grass that stretches for three or four miles, there is a lake like a mirror. The surface of the lake is sparkling and shining with colorful lights, which is extremely gorgeous.
Wang Yan plunged his whole body into the lake. There was a cave under the lake. The lake seemed to be a mirror. The world below the lake was completely opposite to the world above the lake.
Wang Yan walked for a long time along a winding Rainbow Bridge and came to a cliff covered by clouds and fog.
There is a black bridge between the two cliffs. If you look closely, you will see that the bridge is made up of millions of magpies. Each magpie flaps its wings lightly, and the bridge moves rhythmically.
This is the "Magpie Bridge". Every year on the fifteenth day of July, when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet, this Magpie Bridge will fly to the Milky Way in the sky for the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl to meet.
However, the Magpie Bridge is only used one day a year. When not in use, they stay at the place where Dayue Lao lives in the ghost world. Dayue Lao's entire life is to squat on the edge of the cliff and watch the magpies fight in boredom, every day.
Unexpectedly, Old Yue is not here today.
"Dayue Lao, Dayue Lao?" Wang Yan walked to the magpie bridge and called several times, but did not see Dayue Lao's figure, and felt very strange.
Suddenly, he saw a piece of paper falling on the ground. Wang Yan picked it up strangely. There was no writing on the front of the paper, but there was a line of small script written on the back.
After taking a look, Wang Yan's expression changed drastically, and he threw the note violently.
There were only six small words on the note, "You have thrown yourself into a trap!"
"Oops, I've fallen into a trap!" Countless thoughts flashed through his mind instantly, and he quickly ran towards the Hongqiao entrance without having time to think about it.
"Where to go!" shouted loudly, and more than ten bull-headed and horse-faced figures jumped out from the valley to the east.
"Don't even think about leaving!" With a roar, more than ten black and white impermanences jumped out from the grass to the north.
"Stay alive!" With a ferocious laugh, forty or fifty Yin soldiers emerged from the ground to the south.
Ambush troops from three sides surrounded Wang Yan.
"Everyone, what have I committed that you want to arrest me for?" Wang Yan quickly regained his composure and asked calmly.
"As a back spirit, you actually killed the master! You signed a contract with Yan Ming of the Zombie Sect to become his back spirit, and you ended up killing him, right?" The bull-headed urn holding a steel fork said angrily.
"As the Yin God of the underworld, you interfered in the sect fights in the mortal world without authorization, which is even more of a serious crime!" Bai Wuchang, who has a long tongue, white clothes and white hat, frowned angrily. The hat on his head read "Get rich at first sight", and he held up a hand
A mourning stick.
"So you set up this trap to catch me?" Wang Yan sneered, "Where's Dayue Lao? What did you do to him?"
Hei Wuchang snorted, "He is very nice. King Qin Guang just found an excuse and sent him out to collect herbs. We found the token to summon Yue Lao from his house and tricked you into coming back. You now
You can’t protect yourself, so you should worry more about yourself!”
Wang Yan felt relieved when he heard that Dayue Lao was not implicated because of him. He looked around and laughed. "With just the few of you, do you want to capture me? Even if I can't beat him,
You guys, it’s more than enough to escape!”
Both the bull-headed and horse-faced ones and the black and white impermanence are soul-detainers. The difference is that the bull-headed and horse-faced ones detain the souls of birds and beasts, monsters who have practiced magic, and demons who practice magic. The black and white impermanence detains monks and people of high status in the world.
The souls of ordinary people. As for the souls of ordinary people, they are captured by the lowest ghosts.
Bull-headed and horse-faced figures, black and white, and impermanence are generally in the realm of expelling objects. Cultivators and demons in the body-taking realm who are stronger than them are no longer under the jurisdiction of the underworld.
With Wang Yan's current strength, plus the assistance of the Green Rainbow Sword, Wheel of Fortune, and Eye of the Moon God, it is not a problem to defeat seven to ten cultivators in the realm of expelling objects. This is why he is so confident.
"Many problems in the world cannot be solved by force." Hei Wuchang sneered, "Knowing how powerful you are, we have prepared a big gift for you. The note you touched just now has something on it that we specially prepared for you.
The poison. How about it? I feel numb all over my body and my energy is not flowing properly. I feel my eyelids are heavy and I feel like sleeping?"
Following Hei Wuchang's words, Wang Yan felt sore all over his body and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. He wished he could lie down and sleep for eternity.
"It's poison again..." The scene of Lin Shijian being poisoned appeared in front of Wang Yan. He smiled bitterly and fell down, losing consciousness.
…………
"Snapped!"
A burst of pain made Wang Yan gradually wake up.
He opened his eyes and looked hard at everything around him.
In front of him is a small prison cell.
The guardrails of the cell are made of iron bars about the thickness of eggs and completely scarlet. This iron bar is extraordinary. It was refined after being soaked in the blood of Asura for three years. It also has the inscriptions of the underworld on it.
A special talisman specially used to imprison powerful demons in the underworld.
The cell was very dark, with a blue will-o'-the-wisp dancing in each of the four corners, illuminating the surrounding area.
A fierce ghost with a sinister face was waving a long willow branch in his hand and beating it desperately. The willow branch was green and black in color, but not as green as the willow branches in the world.
This kind of willow branch is called "Ghost Willow", and it is said that it has the same origin as the pure willow branch in the hands of Guanyin Bodhisattva. After the Buddhist Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva settled in the underworld, he brought this kind of willow branch and planted it in the underworld.
The ghost willow also has great destructive power on the yin souls, and is often used as a torture tool by the underworld. The yin souls below the realm of seizing the body will be slapped by the ghost willow, and there will be a shocking wound on the body, which is extremely painful.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
The Li Gui responsible for Wang Yan's execution was very powerful and seemed to have a lot of resentment towards Wang Yan. He spared no effort in whipping him. After a few strokes, the sweat on Li Gui's forehead started to fall.
After several whips, Wang Yan's face and body were covered with mottled wounds. Despite this, he did not say a word, let alone cry out in pain.
The more he behaved like this, the angrier the devil became, and the sound of whipping could be heard endlessly.
"Brother, if you push harder, you haven't eaten yet?" Wang Yan said with a smile.
Li Gui almost vomited blood, gritted his teeth, and used all his strength to eat.
"I don't know why you have such hatred for me?" Wang Yan asked suddenly.
Li Gui was stunned for a moment, then spat heavily, "You are a bad god, you god-damn black charcoal head, how can you let that blind old man Da Yue accept you as his disciple? I once knelt down for him in front of the Magpie Bridge.
I asked him to take me in for seventy-seven forty-nine days, but he ignored me. Tell me, how are you better than me?" Li Gui became more and more angry as he spoke, and with a "swish", he pulled out another willow branch.
Wang Yan suddenly realized something. Although he was in great pain, he refused to lose even half of his momentum. He smiled and said, "Based on your magnanimity, Dayue Lao was really blind to accept you as his disciple."
These words were like adding fuel to the fire, arousing the anger in Li Gui's heart. He was so angry that he lashed out at Wang Yan with willow branches.
After being slapped dozens of times, his wrists were extremely sore and numb, and the Qi in his chest could not be lifted, so he gave up.
"What's your name?" Wang Yan asked with a smile.
Li Gui's eyes were wide open. He really couldn't understand how the black charcoal head in front of him could still laugh when he was obviously scarred? He also secretly tried the power of Ghost Yangliu, lightly licking his arm, and immediately
The pain was so painful that he fainted. He didn't want to try again in this life. Why was he okay?
"You are about to lose your mind, why do you ask grandpa's name?" Li Gui shouted, "It won't hurt if I tell you! Remember, my grandfather's name is Sun Sanmeng, and Yangshi's nickname is Sun Sanye. Before you lose your mind, remember it's you
Mr. Sun will beat you to death!"
Wang Yan nodded, "Sun Sanmeng. I remember. My men don't kill nameless people. If you tell me your name, I can keep an account after I kill you."
"Looking for death!" Li Gui Sun San was furious, but then he seemed to think of something and laughed yinyin. "I have long heard that you are a talkative master, but now it is useless no matter how powerful you are. Heavenly Master
The Taoist people came to the underworld to accuse you, and King Qin Guang slapped his chest to the Taoist Master of the Celestial Master Tao, promising that he would capture you and throw you into the eighteenth level of hell to suffer. Why are you still so arrogant?"
After hearing what he said, Wang Yan's memory that was blurred by the poison gradually became clearer. After he was captured, he was sent to the Hall of Yama.
In the Yama Hall, King Qin Guang scolded him righteously, and then convicted him and put him in shackles. The ghost soldiers were about to escort Wang Yan to the eighteenth level of hell, when suddenly there seemed to be a riot outside the Yama Hall.
The Yin ghost soldiers all rushed out, and King Qin Guang was also frightened. He ordered a few ghost soldiers to lock Wang Yan in Fusui City first, and they would make plans later.
"What happened?" Wang Yan frowned. It must be a big deal to make the underworld panic like this. Could it be that another powerful person, like Sun Wukong hundreds of years ago, broke into the underworld?
?
At this moment, an extremely powerful force fell from the sky and knocked down the roof of the cell!
The roof was overturned, and Wang Yan could clearly see the scenes in the underworld.
In the air, a monk stood suspended in the air, and the Buddha's light radiated from his body endlessly.
"I, Moggallana, will go to the underworld today to save my mother! If you want to survive, get out of the way! Anyone who stands in the way will be killed without mercy!"
He roared sharply, and the air behind him was shaken by the roar, forming circles of waves like water ripples, spreading in all directions.
The Huangquan River in the underworld screams uneasily, the ghosts at the foot of Yin Mountain are trembling, thousands of bull heads and horse faces, black and white are standing at the gate of Yama Hall at a loss, and the other shore flowers all over the underworld are quickly withering and losing their color.
"Stop him!" King Qin Guang's brows knitted together. "Stop him at all costs!"
More than 3,000 bull-headed and horse-faced men, black and white, bravely rushed into the air, raised their mourning sticks, soul-inducing flags, soul-summoning bells, soul-suppressing ropes, soul-killing forks, and soul-crushing spears, and fiercely attacked Moggallana.
"You don't know how to live or die!" Moggallana seemed to be really angry. "Let you see the power of Buddhism!"
He took off the eight Buddhist beads from his neck and threw them into the air!
The Buddha beads bloomed with thousands of rays of Buddha's light. The Buddha's light flickered in the void and gradually transformed into eight big characters.