Qin Chuming looked at the endless darkness up and down, and there were countless wandering souls hidden in this darkness.

They are walking in the illusion of the endless underworld.

Everything is a situation, everything is a calculation, but as long as the lies are true enough to deceive the world, no one will admit that they are true.

"The Yellow Spring Road, Naihe Bridge, Ten Palaces of Hell, Eighteen Hells... It's still too far apart. This is really a vast project!"

Qin Chuming waved his hand, and the darkness submerged it, and everything returned to the eternal silence.

Negative!

Positive!

There is Buddha, Tao, and ghost raising, but it is still a little short!

It's not really integrated into legends, folk anecdotes, and those evil professions.

The feeling of being close to life is the most real thing.

After all, the layout must be perfect!

Qin Chuming looked at the mud-made villains in front of him and smiled.
Chapter completed!