"You really don't know?" Song Jing and Luo Sen looked at Su Xing in confusion, with colorful and strange faces. They were shocked. One was a fourth-rank civil servant in Taoli, and the other was a fierce and majestic third-rank palace guard ghost general.

"I don't need to lie. Is the soul of merit that scary?" Su Xing looked at Song Jing and looked at Luo Sen, and was in a fog.

The yellow soul is a meritorious soul, which is even more powerful than the golden Yinde soul!?

"What is so simple about merit? The treasure of merit, the golden body of merit, including your merit soul. This is something that can only be achieved by making great contributions to the world. It has transcended the scope of great good people preaching and doing good deeds, and is a saint!" Song Jing said with a stern expression and said seriously, Luo Sen nodded on the side.

Saint?! Su Xing was confused at first, but now he was shocked. He could not be a saint. His hat was too big and he couldn't afford to wear it.

In Su Xing's memory, Confucius, who was known as the role model of the masters of all ages, was a saint, and Mencius only had a sub-saint.

"The saint cannot afford it." Su Xing shook his head quickly and guessed, "Maybe it was my previous life?"

"No!" Luo Sen directly rejected, "It is recorded in the Book of Life and Death that your three lives and three lives have nothing to do with the saint."

"Is this strange? Are you sure it is the soul of merit?" Song Jing frowned, allowing him to teach countless bachelors of science and knowledgeable, and he also felt that it was indeed a bit incredible.

"Song Jing, you don't believe me, right?" Luo Sen punched Song Jing angrily.

"Aren't I guessing? After all, it's really incredible. Otherwise, why is he the soul of merit?!" Song Jing coughed twice and continued, "Having merit must be a great contribution to the world, otherwise even if he has great skills, it is difficult to find it."

"Yes." Luo Sen frowned, "What's strange is that I asked Cui Fujun, but Cui Fujun kept silent."

Song Jing raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not that Cui Fujun kept silent, it may be that there is no record in the Book of Life and Death!"

Song Jingyu is not shocking and never stops. The book of life and death records the life and death of all spirits in the world. Only those who have escaped from the cycle of reincarnation and do not have the great powers in life and death are not included.

"You kid are all confused." Luo Senpeng stretched out his big hand and picked Su Xing up like a chicken. When the tiger's eyes flipped, Senluo's ghost eyes appeared with black eyes, and thoroughly investigated the ghost.

The movement was too sudden. When Song Jing discovered it, he had no time to stop it. He walked around him with his thick arms and grabbed Su Xing.

"Rosen!" Song Jing shouted angrily.

"Song Jing, are you not curious about what happened to him?" Luo Sen said, still holding Su Xing, "It has been reminded that you have been intimate with you for so many years. It is best not to get involved with him."

"Rosen! Put him down first!" Song Jing said anxiously.

Su Xing was searched by Senluo's ghost eyes, his face was as white as paper, and his solid ghost body appeared transparent, dying, and could not bear Luo Sen's ghost essence.

Am I going to die? Real death?

The scenes flashed through Su Xing's mind, like a revolving lantern, and walked through all the pre-death cuts, from the birth of a fat baby to the inexplicable death. There were few friends and no lovers, and they were almost lonely for a lifetime.

It's still too weak, the essence of this world is the prey of the weak.

Suddenly, Su Xing felt his whole body relaxed, and the whole ghost collapsed on the dark clouds, gasping for breath.

Luo Senpeng opened his big hand and let Su Xing go, "Don't resent me, I'm not a good ghost or an evil ghost, just for such a brother, you can take this ghost energy pill."

Luo Sen stretched out his palm and grabbed it out of thin air. Niao Niao's ghost energy rose from the palm. It seemed to have invisible force three inches to condense the ghost energy. After the brush and rotated, it formed a soybean-sized pill, which was pitch black and transparent.

A ghost energy pill floated up and fell in front of Su Xing.

Su Xing glanced at Luo Sen, stuffed the ghost energy pill into his mouth, and chewed it with a crack. Suddenly, the black air surged on his face, the ghost energy in his body was soaring, and the translucent condensed again.

Su Xing knew that if it weren't for Song Jing, Luo Sen wouldn't even explain, and he could even feel that Luo Sen Luo could "see" the devil at a glance.

"You are too stingy, you are still a third-grade ghost general in the palace protection. Many of my students were scared away by you." Song Jing glared at Luo Sen and helped Su Xing up, "Don't worry, you are a merit ghost, he dare not do anything to you."

Su Xing stood up and rolled his eyes. It turned out that Luo Sen had been like this more than once.

He is worthy of being a friend of Song Jing's life and death. For the sake of his friends' safety, he will not hesitate to pretend to be a bad person and eliminate the students with "hidden dangers".

"Huh~"

Su Xing took a deep breath and asked, "Didn't Cui Fujun tell you how I died? I just want to know this."

I have been entangled with the issue of merit ghosts just now, but the initial problem has been ignored.

"Mr. Cui did not say it." Luo Sen said concisely.

"Is that true?" Su Xing was mentally prepared. Rosen's answer was not beyond his expectations, but was a little disappointed.

A hint of unbearableness flashed across Song Jing's face and said to Luosen: "Let's take him to see King Qin Guang, he is a ghost of merit and should be qualified to see the Ten Palaces of Hell."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Su Xing's heart, and he raised his eyes and looked at Luo Sen sincerely.

"Don't think about it, Cui Fujun told me specifically. King Qin Guang had expected him to come, so he deliberately told me not to see you!" Luo Sen said.

Hearing Luo Sen's answer, there was a rumbling sound, Su Xing's ears seemed to hear a thunder blew up, his head was covered, and he was blank, almost falling from the dark clouds.

"Sorry." Song Jing said apologetically, "I'll take you to Naihe Bridge. You can drink a bowl of ecstasy soup and go to reincarnation. The Shangshansi will arrange a good family for you."

"Yeah." Su Xing nodded, his heart was dead. He never expected so many twists and turns, the yellow merit soul, the fog-like death, the life and death book has not been recorded, and even Yama is not seen!

And after some confusion, Su Xing no longer had the possibility of being a ghost mess under Song Jing.

"Walk!"

With a command, Song Jing held the jade gui and pointed at the east from afar. The dark clouds turned into black light and cut through the hazy sky, carrying Su Xing and shot away.

The Ten Palaces of Hell, the Ten Great Halls, are distributed in ten directions of the underworld.

The east, the fifth hall, the ghost city Fengdu, and the center of the underworld is also where the emperor Bao Yanluo is located!

Naihe Bridge, Forgetful River, Wangxiangtai, Three Lives Stone, Mengpo God, are all here.

The dark clouds were too fast, and Su Xing could not open his eyes while sitting at the clouds. If it weren't for Song Jing's protection, he would have been blown into pieces by the strong wind.

There is no sun and moon in the underworld, and there is no time.

The dark clouds slowly fell and reached the other side of the Forgetful River.

Su Xing came down from the dark clouds and stepped on the ground again, feeling light and as if drunk.

"Haha, it's the case for the first time." Song Jing found Su Xing's embarrassing look and laughed happily. He pointed to the other end of the river and said, "That's where Meng Po is. According to the rules, you must cross the Forget River."

"Is this the Forget River?"

Su Xing looked over. The bloody river water was surging, and the fishy wind blew on his face. The lonely ghosts who fell into the river were howling, which was very terrifying.

"Can you only walk through the Naihe Bridge by yourself?" Su Xing discovered the stone bridge on the Wangchuan River.

Naihe Bridge, bluestone bridge deck, five-stage steps, the west of the bridge is a woman, the east of the bridge is a man, the left and right are yang. The bridge is divided into three layers. The ghosts of good people can safely pass through the upper level, and those with both good and evil cross the middle bridge. The ghosts of evil people cross the lower level, and are often blocked by ghosts into the dirty waves under the bridge, and are bitten by copper snakes and iron dogs.

Long dragons line up, golden ghosts walk on the bridge on the Naihe Bridge, ordinary ghosts walk on the middle bridge, while evil ghosts and evil ghosts walk down the bridge, bloody river water soaks through their ankles, making a eroding sound, copper snakes and iron dogs bite wildly, and each bite takes off a piece of flesh.

The evil ghosts who crossed the Naihe Bridge let out a creepy scream and wailed, and Su Xing frowned.

"It is easy to accumulate virtue and practice the Naihe Bridge. Greedy makes evil, but it is hard to escape the sharp sword mountain. Cross the Naihe Bridge three steps and know whether it is good or evil. You can walk through the golden and silver path in one breath and give you good fortune."

"What can I do on the road on the Naihe Bridge? I will not cross the Forget River. There is no right or wrong in front of the Three Lives Stone. I hope I will meet Meng Po in the side of Taiwan."

Su Xing wrote several poems in a row, looking at the bridge and sighing, but what can he do: "The good ghosts in Yinde climb up the bridge, but they are tired of climbing, but they cannot climb up; ordinary ghosts walk on the bridge, and they are crowded and crowded. If they accidentally fall out of the bridge, they will fall into the Forgetful River and turn into water ghosts; evil ghosts walk down the bridge, and they will suffer through hell."

Song Jing's eyes lit up slightly as he heard Su Xing's words, and then he couldn't help but sigh: "This is six coins, you can take it to the ferry."

"Ferry?" Su Xing took the copper coin and saw that the copper coin was round and green, with four seal characters "Yincao and Underworld" printed on it.

Then Su Xing followed Song Jing's finger and a single boat floated on the Forgetful River. On it was a boatman wearing a straw raincoat and a hat.

"Go, go. Cross the Forget River, you can find the answers on the Three Lives Stone and Wangxiang Platform." Song Jing flew to the dark clouds while speaking.

"Thank you, Brother Song!" Finally, Su Xing waved to the dark clouds that were leaving, his eyes dimmed, and he walked towards Wangchuan.

"Boatman, I want to cross the river!" Su Xing stood beside Wangchuan and shouted.

"Here you come." The boatman responded lightly and slowly supported the bamboo pole to fly over.

"Roar, it's a ship!" An evil ghost roared, and while the little ghost Yasha was not paying attention, he quickly turned into a gust of cold wind and rushed towards him.

"Not good!" Su Xing shouted secretly and jumped onto the ship immediately.

"Six-text copper coins." The boatman said lightly.

"Give it!" Su Xing quickly threw down the six-month copper coins and hid behind the boatman.

"roar!"

The evil ghost rushed over instantly, with a hideous face and blood-red nails roaring onto the ship.

"Six-civilized copper coins." The boatman picked up the bamboo pole and immediately resisted the evil ghost and said lightly.

"Dare to ask me for money?" the evil ghost roared.

"If you don't have money, just roll off the boat." The boatman circled the bamboo pole and picked up the evil ghost like a flag cloth, whistling in the wind, and suddenly poked into the Forgetful River water.

"Ah!" The evil ghost screamed, and the whole body was filled with smoke. The Forgetful River waves rushed it away.

"Let's go." The boatman didn't even look at the evil ghost, and held the bamboo pole, and drove to the other side of the Forgetful River with a small boat.

No matter how the water of the Forget River rolls, the water ghosts roar, the boat is like green pine, and the Taishan Mountain does not move, and it is slowly driving.

Su Xing looked at the ordinary boatman who was just ordinary, and had a plain face that was the same as the ship's house in the world, and developed a strange intuition.
Chapter completed!