It’s hard to tell which era it was in the small underworld.

Perhaps it is because humans began to have civilization that the small underworld has existed.

The surrounding environment has not changed. Yang Liusu and Yan Moyu are still in this wooden house, but the colors around them have turned black and white, and the world has lost its tone.

"Is this the little underworld?" Yang Liusu murmured.

Yan Moyu was a little surprised, "It's not your first time here, right? That's right, who would choose to come to the small underworld to seek death if he is eaten by a ghost, there is really no way to deal with it."

Yang Liusu did not answer, pushed open the door and walked outside. There was nothing outside, empty.

This reminded him of a sentence, hell is empty and the demon is in the world.

The two walked for a long time and saw a woman in a white shirt next to the bridge in Huagu was handing a bowl of soup to those who crossed the bridge.

"Is this Meng Po?" Yan Moyu asked.

Yang Liusu was not very sure, "It should be!"

"But shouldn't Meng Po be an old lady? She, she is too beautiful!"

Yang Liusu nodded, responding to Yan Moyu. Meng Po was really beautiful, so beautiful that there were no words to describe it, as if it shouldn't exist in this world.

They approached the stone bridge, Meng Po looked up at them, then shrewd, signaling them not to speak. It was not until the row of people had finished walking that Meng Po picked up two bowls of soup and handed them to them.

He said: "Forget all things in the world, a bowl of Mengpo soup!"

Yan Moyu went to pick him up, and Yang Liusu quickly patted Yan Moyu's hand. Yan Moyu asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"After drinking Mengpo soup, your account will be reset. Are you stupid?"

Yan Moyu swallowed, took a few steps back, and let Yang Liusu push her in front.

Meng Po put down the soup bowl and was a little confused: "Aren't you here to drink Meng Po's soup?"

Yang Liusu shook her head, took out a handful of paper money and handed it to Meng Po: "We are not here to drink Meng Po's soup, but we want Meng Po to tell me where is the crystal coffin in the small underworld?"

Meng Po covered her mouth and chuckled, "Little brother, what do you want to do for me with a handful of paper money? I only need gold, as long as there is gold, then if you want to find a crystal coffin, even if you find the King of Hell, I can tell you."

Yang Liusu felt something was wrong! Didn’t it mean that ghosts all use paper money, could it be that Meng Po isn’t a ghost?

"Ahhhh, you're sure you want to give her gold! If you use gold, no one will believe it if you say it!"

Money can help the gods, which makes the ghost push the mill. Yang Liusu gambled and took out a bag of gold coins, ten thousand gold.

Yan Moyu said, "You are not crazy, right! This is 10,000 yuan, you just gave it to me. Are you rich or stupid?"

Yang Liusu didn't say anything. Meng Po took the purse and counted it. After a long time, she sighed: "It's better to count it! There are three crystal coffins in this small underworld, but someone took one ten years ago. The man called himself Xuantianjun. Therefore, there are only two crystal coffins left in the small underworld. One of these two is in the hands of the judge and the other is in the ghost city Fengdu."

“Which pair will be easier to obtain?”

Meng Po said: "Of course, Fengdu's is easier to obtain. If you go to the judge, you are afraid you are looking for death. But, there has been no living person in the small underworld for a long time. If you go to Fengdu, you may be eaten by the original ghosts in Fengdu. Let's go after you have decided!"

"Thank you Mengpo, say goodbye!"

"Remember to send more money, well, I'm going to see the old woman more. After all, I'm a little tired of dealing with ghosts every day."

Neither Yang Liusu nor Yan Moyu answered, but before leaving, Yang Liusu asked: "Mengpo, can your Mengpo soup really make people forget what happened before?"

Meng Po was silent for a long time before speaking: "The genius believed!"

Yang Liusu understood a little, and the genius believed it, because it was a genius who believed it.

So what is the meaning of Meng Po’s delivery of soup here?

Yan Moyu thought for a while and said, "I think Meng Po may have lived too long and felt bored and had fun for herself, so she came here to give someone else a soup."

According to legend, Mengpo soup is made from Wangchuan water. The so-called Wangchuan is the pain in the heart.

In the myth, Meng Po would ask passers-by: If you drink Meng Po soup or not, you will forget everything in your previous life and start over. If you don’t drink, you will need to jump into the Forgetful River and endure the heart-wrenching pain of thousands of years. But after a thousand years, they also forgot what they are waiting for and look forward to, and then they will turn into lonely ghosts and wander around.

Fengdu is called a ghost city, and there are a large number of ghosts who die and are unwilling to be reincarnated.

This city is no different from the city on earth. They will also have teahouses, wineries, brothels, inns, theaters, gambling houses, etc.

No one in Fengdu guards the city gate because there are ghosts here, who will cause trouble!

However, this place is naturally under the jurisdiction of the King of Hell, so the tax you should pay must be paid.

Yang Liusu and Yan Moyu just stepped through a teleportation array and came outside Fengdu City. The nights in the city are more lively than during the day. The most important thing is that there is no night in the small underworld.

Ghosts don’t need to sleep, they will find things for themselves.

After the two entered the city, it was very lively inside, and there was a team of acrobatics.

The big stones were broken on the chest, the fire was spitting out, and the big sword was played. This was hard to see in the major cities now. After all, it was an era of war, and the Tang Dynasty had not yet been able to recover the lost land, and the people of the world had not been able to live and work in peace and were still suffering.

"Cannot haws, delicious candied haws!"

Yan Moyu immediately rushed up and shouted at Yang Liusu: "I want to eat this!"

Yang Liusu took a handful of paper money and stuffed it into the hand of the ghost selling candied haws, "No need to look for it."

The ghost threw the paper money on Yang Liusu's face and angrily scolded: "What are you doing? Are you fooling me? What does it mean to give me a handful of paper money?"

This paper money is useless to ghosts, and Yang Liusu has gained some knowledge. This is different from the ghosts he has already recognized and the ghosts mentioned in the book?

"One gold and one string, don't get out!"

"Okay, okay!" Yan Moyu was too lazy to argue with this ghost. He threw a bag of gold coins, and at least hundreds of them were there, so he bought all the candied haws.

"Okay, thank you boss!" The candied haw dealer spoke happily.

Yang Liusu asked with a candied haws stick, "What are you doing when you buy so many?"

"This is the candied haws in the little underworld. It's rare to come once. Why don't I buy them?"

"It doesn't matter if you buy it, don't ask me to take it! I'm like a candied haws dealer. I'm still the Swallow God, understand?"

"I really don't understand, I don't know why you men regard reputation so important. Besides, do you have the heart to let me, a delicate little girl, hold such a heavy thing?" Yan Moyu blinked.

"Have you over, I don't even mind at all!"

While the two were bickering, the merchant selling candied haws suddenly sniffed it and felt a little strange, why did it seem to have another smell? But he didn't think too much about it. Maybe it was because there were too many things sold here, so the taste was quite mixed.

Yan Moyu ran to see someone blasting fire again, and she said, "I saw someone blasting fire when I was a child, but the performance of the acrobatic troupe is not very good now, which is a pity."

Yang Liusu didn't know that he had been dealing with toys since he was a child, liked alone, and did not like going out to see the lively world outside. In fact, he was relatively closed inside. It was Xiao Shi who took him to re-understand the world and himself again.

The two of them squeezed in and couldn't help but applaud. This was really beautiful.

It's completely different from what you see on TV, but their chests are really broken.

Anyway, if the ghost's chest is broken and he will not die, then just smash it hard!

Suddenly, a female ghost who was watching said: "Why can I smell the smell of living people?"

The female ghost's words made the scene extremely quiet. Yang Liusu and Yan Moyu swallowed, a little nervous.

Then all eyes stared at them fiercely.

When Yang Liusu was about to draw his sword, the ghosts around him screamed and disappeared without a trace in an instant. The originally bustling streets became empty.

Yang Liusu and Yan Moyu looked at each other in surprise. Yang Liusu asked, "It's not that you are too ugly and scared them, right?"

"Fuck, you're obviously ugly and scared them, but you still blame me?"

Both of them were extremely puzzled. What about the evil ghosts who had agreed to eat people? Why did they feel more terrible when they saw living people than when they saw them? It was incredible.
Chapter completed!