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Chapter 3 Huangquan Road

Under the huge peak of Kunlun Mountain, there is a deep valley, where fog is everywhere, and it never dissipates all year round. Two teams of black and white impermanent escort Jiangdong and the girl directly sank into the bottom of the valley, and then rushed north for another quarter of an hour. At the end of the valley, there was a bronze giant gate a hundred feet high!

The Jumen opened slightly, and large swells of yin energy burst out like wolf smoke. Six people flashed and did not appear behind the Jumen. This was a strange space, pitch black, like nothingness, and no boundaries were visible. In front of it, a staircase seemed to be floating in the void, appearing suddenly, leading to the point below where the eyesight was difficult to reach.

Jiang Dong looked back and saw that the door that had just entered had disappeared and was replaced by the same empty space. Two teams of black and white impermanence were added behind the few people, escorting a slightly fat middle-aged man and a haggard male old man respectively.

"I want to go home. I have old men and young men. You can't catch me!" The middle-aged man was very burly, and he struggled to tear the iron chain of Hei Wuchang and was about to run back. But just after looking back, he went completely crazy: "Damn it, the way! My way home! You two wild ghosts let me go!"

"Papapapapapapapa..." Hei Wuchang, the ghost crew member, glared at the eyes. Without saying a word, he swung the soul-locking rope in his hand and thrust the middle-aged man hard! When he pulled the soul-locking rope in his hand, the middle-aged man who was originally powerful, fell directly to the ground, and the rope was directly tied into his abdomen.

Bai Wuchang stretched out his long blood-red tongue, held the mourning stick with both hands and smashed it hard on the middle-aged man's head. In just a moment, the middle-aged man's head bloomed, blood splattered, and his clothes were all dyed blood red.

"Ah..." The middle-aged man screamed: "You two evil spirits! I will fight with you. If you have the ability, you will beat me to death! Ah--"

"Young man, stop talking, let's not even be a ghost. Two ghost messengers, please let him go." The old man behind pleaded mercy.

The third team of Hei and Bai Wuchang looked indifferent, obviously this kind of thing was common. When Jiangdong and the others left, the middle-aged man was almost gone, and what made Jiangdong even more frightened was that the man seemed to have even smashed his white brain, which was extremely terrifying! The girl behind him was even more scared and her delicate body trembled slightly.

"Guru! Namo Amitabha!" Jiang Dong swallowed hard and looked at Bai Wuchang with horror.

"Hehehe, have you seen it? Wuchang's temper is not the same. As long as you cooperate with us, I promise that this dead father will not treat you like that. Hehehe." Bai Wuchang's blood-red tongue was like a red cloth, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt bleed in his heart.

Hei Wuchang glared at Bai Wuchang coldly, as if he was very dissatisfied with him always cursing his father. Although he had lost his father long ago.

Soon a few people arrived at the end of the stairs, and a cylindrical building appeared there, with a diameter of hundreds of meters and a height of unknown to the sky. There were eighteen copper gates on this circular building, and eighteen stairs extended from the black void. Almost every stairs, several teams of ghosts flashed past and sank into the corresponding Jumen.

The three Jiangdong people were escorted and entered the copper gate in front. Behind the gate was a strange scene. A tall stone archway had three blood-red words written on it - Huangquan Road! The couplets on both sides read: It is not easy to escape in front of the law of committing evil and committing evil, and you are not surprised on the road to Huangquan.

Behind the stone archway is an empty area. It is too wide to say that it is a wasteland, and you can vaguely see the edges on both sides. The entire Yellow Spring Road is covered with blood-red red shore flowers, but there is no water source here.

After passing through the stone archway, the scene changed drastically as soon as you stepped on the Huangquan Road. Looking up, you can't see the sun, moon, stars, down, you can't see the dust of the land, you can't see the Yangguan Road, you can't see the rock archway. Only the bright red shore flowers are scattered on the entire Huangquan Road.

"Ah!" Jiang Dong staggered and almost lay on the ground as soon as he took the first step, as if he had kicked a chopping board, and his toes were almost broken. But when he looked down, there was nothing, as if he was standing in the void.

"Hehehe," Bai Wuchang burst into another strange laughter: "There is no such easy way to go on the Huangquan Road. If you want to be a ghost, you have to go through three disasters and eight difficulties. Alas, being a human being is difficult, but being a ghost is also difficult!"

"Ah, two ghost masters, I really can't walk anymore. Please let me take a break, please two." An old man was lying on the ground not far ahead, covered in blood and bruises. It can be seen that he was either bumped or beaten by Hei and Bai Wuchang.

"My child, mom doesn't want to leave! Mom misses you!" A middle-aged woman cried, thinking about her child in her life and was unwilling to leave.

"Grandpa, my grandson hasn't fulfilled filial piety to you yet. Grandpa is sorry for you! Two ghost messengers, please let me go. I still have an eighty-year-old grandpa to take care of you! How can you let him live alone!" A twenty-year-old man had just rolled down from a place suspected to be a steep slope, his whole body was covered in broken skin, but he was still thinking about his grandfather in the Yangshi.

The whole road to the underworld was extremely miserable, with hysterical cries everywhere. Many people were even confused and moved forward bravely like puppets. Some even had already fallen to the point of losing their appearance and were still unaware of it.

"It's really hard for the two ghost masters to accompany you all the way. I have a rich family business in the sun. If the two ghost masters are willing to let me go back, I'm willing to lose all my money and let the two ghost masters become the richest man in the underworld within one day and live a life like a god."

"Yes, yes, a few ghost masters, I think there is no shortage of beauties in the underworld. How many masters don't want to charge a few? As long as we go back, all the fees will be covered by us." Several middle-aged men following behind were fat and big-eared, and looked like corrupt officials. They were cooperating with several black and white impermanence.

"Stop talking, you'll lose your soul if you miss the time, and you can't even be a ghost!"

The law in the underworld is strict, and the ghost soldiers are even more selfless and impartial in enforcing the law, and do not dare to slack off at all. There is almost no possibility of bribing ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers. Whether it is the soul's plea, the fierce resistance, or the tempting bribe, their response is this cold word except for the stern chains drawn.

"Ah! Help!" Suddenly the girl behind Jiangdong screamed, her body suddenly sank, and her hands and feet suddenly had multiple skin bleeding. She must have accidentally fallen into a deep pit.

"Girl, are you okay?" Jiang Dong fell back in two steps, and almost fell to the ground and sprained his ankle.

"Thank you, I... my feet seemed to have sprained." The girl was helped up by Jiang Dong, and there was a feeling of pain on her pretty face.

"Go away!" Hei Wuchang, who was escorting the two, shouted coldly at the same time.

The girl bit her teeth lightly and limped forward. It was obvious that she had never suffered such grievances in her life. At this moment, tears flashed in her beautiful eyes and almost started to cry.

"Hurry up!" Hei Wuchang, who was escorting the girl, waved the rope and slapped it on the girl's back.

"Ah!" The girl screamed, and her tears could no longer be suppressed: "Dad, mom, where are you? My daughter misses you! Why do you leave your daughter behind and ignore it..."

Jiangdong was kind-hearted and immediately felt sorry for the girl: "She sprained ankle, didn't you see it!!!"

"Bang!" Hei Wuchang whipped it down without saying a word. This time he made a heavy move and directly pulled Jiangdong out more than two meters away. His back felt hot and seemed to have cracked the flesh.

"Ah!" Jiang Dong screamed. The moment he fell to the ground, his shoulder seemed to hit the rock, and his eyes suddenly burst into pain.

"Are you okay? Don't argue with them anymore, get up quickly." The girl hurried over and helped Jiangdong up.

The two supported each other, endured the severe pain all over their bodies and walked forward quickly. If they were slow, they would whip down. Jiangdong straightened his sore back and looked at the girl beside him. His skin was as white as jade, warm and soft, and his delicate face made people feel fond of: "My name is Jiangdong, a native of Huyang. What's your name? He looks like a lady from a noble family."

The girl's bright eyes were favored, her white teeth were biting her red lips, and she obviously couldn't control herself when she mentioned the Yang Shi. She could barely reveal a sad smile no matter how she looked at her: "My name is Rong Xiaoxiao, a native of Shanghai. We... are we really dead?"

Jiangdong looked at the slightly thin girl in front of him, and the howlings were everywhere on the road of Huangquan. His nose suddenly became sore after his parents and relatives, and he wanted to speak, but he felt like a thorn in his throat. At this moment, an explosion suddenly came from the dark void, and two black snakes appeared on Huangquan Road, more than ten meters long, as thick as an Amazon snail. When his tail shook, he rushed directly to a middle-aged man fifty or sixty meters ahead.

"Who is the monster? You dare to come to the underworld to cause trouble!" Hei Wuchang, who was escorting the man, shouted loudly, and the soul-locking chain in his hand suddenly increased. He raised his hand and shook it, and pulled at one of the big snakes with a black light.

On the other side, the mourning stick in Bai Wuchang's hand instantly spread white light, and the white paper spikes wrapped around him suddenly flew out, turning into a lively white rope to fly towards another black snake: "There are only two long insects, and they have just become spirits, and they dare to offend my underworld, and they don't know how to live or die!"

"Purity!"

With a harsh sound, the black impermanent chain collided with the black snake. The giant snake twitched in pain. Without love, he rushed directly to the middle-aged man. With a long tail, he flew directly to the void with his middle-aged man. The black snake who fought with Bai Wuchang over there wanted to leave together, but was entangled by the white rope transformed from the mourning stick.

"Where can you go!" Hei Wuchang's figure doubled in an instant, and his five fingers were inserted directly into the tail of the black snake like pliers. With a huge arm, the whole snake fell directly to the ground with the middle-aged man.
Chapter completed!
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