"Then the hotel is called Huangquan Inn!"

The driver told us that according to his buddy, the Huangquan Inn was a completely antique building. Moreover, every night, there was a silhouette inside, but strangely, there was never a sound inside, as if yi's dead shop.

I'm sorry, the more I talked, the more evil he became. The old man on the bus said that the road was Huangquan Road, but I didn't expect that the driver now said Huangquan Inn again

"Uncle, are you kidding? We didn't see any inn today. There weren't even families on that road!" The fat man laughed dryly, turned his head uneasy to look at my grandfather and me.

I thought to myself and drew a few strokes on Ren Shuai's jade pendant. This guy could immediately hear and see the outside world.

"Of course not! Because you pass by during the day! I advise you to see the scenery is a good thing, but don't be careless about seeking death.

Last year, our taxi driver had several strange accidents, and the car had no problems. When everything passed by that road in the early morning, every driver could not escape. The dead and wounded were still in the hospital.

The driver's face was very serious, and he drove the car in another direction while saying that.

"Uncle, where are you going? We are going to Tianmen Mountain!" The fat man frowned.

I was speechless. This guy was too exaggerating to take a detour, and even the direction was completely different. What year and month does he have to go around?

"Forget it, I'm unlucky today, I've been wandering so many ways in vain." The driver also knew that the road was too far, so he gritted his teeth and said in a muffled voice: "I'll just treat it as a good thing today and only charge you half of the car money. Is this okay? I'm also thinking about everyone's safety."

About forty minutes later, we finally arrived at the gate of Tianmen Mountain Scenic Area. The driver kept his word and only charged us half the fare, but I was not such a stingy person, so I directly gave him five hundred yuan. After all, ordinary people would not really take us here in the middle of the night.

"Look at your good people, remember what I said, don't go there, remember!"

After watching the driver return the same way, we looked at each other.

We originally wanted to go to the Gate of Hell to see if there were any clues about Xiao Yuwei's tomb, but now the three of us are all attracted by the mysterious Huangquan Road.

"Boss, let's go and have a look!"

Ren Shuai was very interested and asked me to let him out.

"In the legend, where is the stone tablet at the Gate of Ghost?" Ren Shuai looked around.

I looked at the time, it was just 10:30, and there was still half an hour before the rumored gates of hell opened.

"Wait in place!" After grandpa said something, he stopped talking, but stood quietly on the side of the road, took out his compass, and counted the mountains of Hellmen.

Fatty Ren Shuai and I were walking around, but we didn't walk far away.

Soon, half an hour passed.

Sure enough, the temperature at this Ghost Gate suddenly dropped. In this subtropical area, even on the coldest nights, it is impossible to reach this ultra-low temperature. It is a few degrees colder than in the winter in our hometown.

"Click!"

In my backpack, the strange compass that had not been moving for a long time made another sound that I was very familiar with.

For some reason, every time I hear this sound, I feel a little nervous.

"Damn it, it's raining!" The fat man suddenly pointed ahead and shouted.

Ren Shuai and I looked at it and immediately shuddered.

I'll take a break! What's the matter?

Outside the Gate of Hell, the direction of the road we returned to the city during the day before, suddenly became dark, with lightning and thunder and heavy rain.

"It's true that there's something strange!" Grandpa's pupils shrank.

I looked back at the gates of hell behind my eyes, but it was clear there, and I could even see the moon, as if it was completely different from the other side.

"What should I do?" The fat man was a little angry and excited, and looked at me and grandpa with Ren Shuai nervously.

"What are you afraid of! Even if it is really a path to the underworld, Fang Kui can still walk! Besides, this is definitely a path to the underworld." Grandpa sneered.

"How to go? Go to Yin?" I frowned. Since there is something strange here, I am a little unsure whether it will damage my body when I walk in with my body. After all, even if our ghost veins have to enter the underworld, we have to go to Yin.

"Xiao Nan, clean clothes!" Grandpa said solemnly.

"The ghost road opens the way, ghosts and gods avoid it, three green fragrances are yin and yang roads!" Grandpa waved his hands, and the three green fragrances were extinguished in an instant as if they were slaughtered.

In an instant, three roads appeared before us.

Three roads, one road, one road, one road, one road, one road, one road in the underworld.

However, the Huangquan Road summoned by our special martial arts in the Ghost Dao Sect does not overlap with the legendary Ghost Gate.

"Fake?" Fatty and Ren Shuai were a little surprised. The fat man patted his chest with great enthusiasm and sneered: "Since it is fake, what are we afraid of!"

It turned out that this guy was afraid that he would really go to the King of Hell through this underworld road.

After grandpa put away the incense palette, we walked towards that road.

Soon, we came outside the storm. The fat man took out a few umbrellas from his backpack and gave them to everyone.

"I want it too, I want it too!"

Ren Shuai snatched the hand over, but was despised by the fat man.

"You laughed so hard, what umbrella to hold? You laugh so hard!"

The fat man laughed and finally threw yi to Ren Shuai.

Although Ren Shuai is almost condensed into a physical body, it is impossible to hold an umbrella without relying on ghost power.

The three of them held an umbrella and firmly broke into the blinding rain curtain, ready to be ravaged by the heavy rain. As a result, the inside was calm and terrible, and there was not even a little wind.

Looking closely, what stood in front of you was a stone tablet three-long tall!

"Huangquan Road" Fat man looked in front of him in horror, and each of them was bloody red letters larger than three washbasins.

"Is this the legendary Huangquan Road?" Ren Shuai was not afraid at all. After he died, he wanted to go to Huangquan Road, but there was no ghost messenger leading the way.

"It seems something is wrong?" I looked at my grandfather's eyes, then looked at the stone tablet, and the towering stone door flashed with flying eaves, which were very exquisite. Behind the door, there was a path with gloomy and darkness, but on both sides were densely covered with gorgeous flowers.

There were no less than ten ghosts walking forward on the road.

"The road of the Yellow Springs, the flower of the other side, is this really the road of the Yellow Springs?" The fat man grinned with sore teeth, as if he wanted to run away.
Chapter completed!