I lit three pillars of incense into the incense burner. I bowed and told the gods of heaven and earth and the ancestors of Maoshan. After the ceremony, I immediately said to Feng Laoyan beside me: "Light the lamp."

Mr. Feng immediately turned on the ignition of the oil lamp. I pinched my sword with one hand and lit the lights from the air. I hurriedly said, "A bright lamp connects yin and yang, and the underworld leads the way, and ghosts and gods will not stop it."

He opened and closed his fingers, pinched out a flame and pointed it into the middle of Mr. Feng's eyebrows. Although Mr. Feng was shocked, he did not dodge. The flame flashed into the middle of Mr. Feng's eyebrows. I turned my hand and pointed my eyebrows again. I felt a hot breath that penetrated into the middle of my eyebrows. Soon I felt no more.

I turned my head to look at Zhang Xiaohua who was stunned and said cautiously: "Xiaohua, during our retreat, you must guard the door. If it goes well, the fifth update will call us back on time, but if it doesn't go well, please remember to keep this oil lamp, it is related to whether we can come back safely. Don't let it be wiped out."

Zhang Xiaohua asked in horror: "Then, what will happen if you accidentally get blown out by the wind?"

I smiled bitterly and said, "Then we will never come back, but there should be no trouble. You just need to watch it and don't let anyone come in and disturb you. No matter who it is, you have to wait until we come back before opening the door. Xiaohua, this is your task, you must not make any mistakes."

Zhang Xiaohua trembled all over and nodded strongly and said, "Well, even if the sky falls, I won't let any situation affect you. At worst, I won't sleep tonight and keep staring at this lamp until you come back."

I didn't say anything else, picked up a bowl of water from the table and walked to the altar, and said again: "Xiaohua, after I finish reciting the spell, you will hit us with a broom three times, and then hide the broom, and don't make a sound no matter what you see or hear."

Zhang Xiaohua picked up the broom with a cautious look on her face and asked in surprise: "Really,,, are you really going to beat me?"

I smiled bitterly and said, "Tap three times gently, it's not too much, Mr. Feng, you will follow my method later. You can do whatever I do. Remember that once you enter the Yin, you can't speak much until we successfully enter the Yin Palace. Remember."

After saying that, I ignored Zhang Xiaohua and Mr. Feng's shocked expressions, and gently tapped out a trace of clear water. I hurriedly said, "Shen Water passes through the countryside, once, twice, three times, and then it is spiritual. I scoop the water of five dragons in the well, bring the water of straw sandals on the road, and ask for the long-flowing water by the river. The water of the five ghosts is scooped into the river. One sprays the sky and the earth is cracked, three sprays the wounded, and four sprays the ghosts are destroyed. I am obeying the Grand Lord of the Supreme Lord as the law."

While the spell was chanted, I had already drunk my fourth sip of water and sprayed it on the ground. At this moment, the water stains on the ground had formed a vague Tai Chi diagram. However, there were two points of Yin and Yang in the Tai Chi diagram. I raised my foot and walked into the diagram, sat cross-legged, and Mr. Feng could also sit opposite me. Only in our current position can we form a complete Tai Chi diagram.

I pinched the sword with one hand and shouted coldly: "Battle."

Zhang Xiaohua was a smart person, so she raised her broom and hit her head three times. Without hesitation, I turned my fingertips and pointed to the ground: "Open."

"Bang."

A muffled sound suddenly came from my ears, and I felt my whole body sinking and falling down, and my eyes were instantly pitch black,

The strong and yin wind swept through all directions. I slowly opened my eyes. There was a dark light in front of me. I couldn't see much farther away. It was pitch black, both up, down, left, and front and back. I said in surprise: "Is this the underworld?"

I shook my body and accidentally saw a lantern emitting blazing white in my hand. The scene in front of me turned again. I saw the vast mountains in the distance. At the foot of me was a bluestone path. The road was not wide, but not narrow, and it was winding, as if it was extending to the end of the horizon.

He turned his head to look at the trembling Old Feng, who was holding a white lantern like me in his hand. At this moment, he was so scared that his face was pale and his teeth were fighting a little unevenly: "Chuchu,,, Chuqi, what is this place? We, how could we carry lanterns in our hands?"

I smiled and comforted, "Old Feng, don't be afraid, we have already arrived in the underworld. As for the white lanterns in our hands, they are our proof of coming here, and this is the soul lamp. If anyone who holds this lamp comes to the underworld, ordinary ghost soldiers and generals will not come to investigate us, and there will be no enemies, relatives and creditors on the way to harass us."

Old Feng's face calmed down slightly and he smiled and said, "It's so good."

After saying that, Old Feng gathered himself in front of him as if he was afraid that someone would stolen. He immediately asked, "Seventh day of the lunar month, what should we do next? How can we meet Ru Yue?"

I thought about it and said, "She was detained in Wudicheng City. If we want to see her, we must arrive at Wudicheng City. However, it may take some time to get there in our current location."

Mr. Feng said with a bitter face: "Where is the city of deceased death, and where are we now?"

I grinned and said, "We are naturally standing on the road to the Yellow Springs. The City of Death is a city created by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in hell for the ghosts who died of undesolate disasters. Its position is located on the right side of the Palace of the Emperor of Fengdu, adjacent to the Naihe Bridge and the Bloody and Bath Realm. The person in charge of the City of Death is King Biancheng, the sixth palace of the Ten Halls of Hell. If we go on this road, we must pass through the seven realms including Wangxiangtai, Evil Gouling, Wild**, ** Hall, Netherworld Mountain, Naihe Bridge, etc. to reach the City of Death, so, it takes a long time."

As we said that, we both walked up quickly with the lanterns.

Mr. Feng also made a calculation purposefully and immediately said: "So many, many lands, no, aren't there only six lands, how could there be seven."

I smiled bitterly: "Isn't the Huangquan Road one of the seven realms right now?"

"Bang, bang."

"Go away."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two Yinmao escorting a ghost not far away in front of him slowly. Yinmao was holding a red-headed black paint stick in his hand. The dull sound of "bang bang" was exactly the sound of hitting the ghost, which made people very shocked.

The so-called ruthless face on the road to the underworld is an old saying, which means: No matter whether you are a noble person or a domineering overlord during your lifetime, you will be escorted to the underworld Hall of Yama after death, and be punished by evil spirits. You will be like an ordinary ghost after death. You will be escorted to the underworld Hall of Yama for trial, rewarding good and punishing evil, and walking on the road to the underworld, and don’t think about what you want to talk about or what you want.

Old Feng widened his eyes in shock and asked in a low voice: "Daily Qi, will people be brought into the Yama Hall of the Underworld like this when they die?"
Chapter completed!