There are tens of thousands of ghosts in the vast underworld, and only a few big figures can control them. Therefore, there are also special Yincai in the underworld, one in black and one in white, holding a mourning stick and commanding arrows.
Occasionally appearing in the world, it will be regarded as an impermanent ghost by ordinary people.
But in the vast underworld, the only people with the name of Impermanence are Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu. How dare these low-level people call them by their names, especially some people from the Yin Sect who regard them as their ancestors and worship them at home.
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Because they ranked seventh and eighth in the underworld, they were respectfully called Xie Qiye and Fan Baye.
So how can we tell them apart? After all, it’s impossible to see the true appearance of these two men at a glance.
The answer is simple, look at the hat.
If it is an ordinary mistake, the black hat will definitely say "Catching you" and the white hat will say "You are here too"
The hats of the seventh master and the eighth master are different.
On the seventh master's hat is written "make money at first sight", and on the eighth master's hat is written "the world is peaceful".
Legend has it that if a person who sees or dreams of Bai Wuchang kneels down to thank him, he will have good luck or be promoted and make a fortune, so it is called "good luck at first sight, thank you for your blessings".
People who see black and impermanence are not good, they will suffer disasters or their life span will be over, so they are called: "Fan (criminal) is hopeless"
When everyone took a look, it turned out that although the faces of the two men could not be clearly seen, the words on the hats were clearly visible. As expected, the words "make money at first sight and bring peace to the world".
"It is indeed the seventh and eighth masters, are we saved?" Someone exclaimed and hurriedly knelt on the ground.
I don’t know who was on the side and sneered: "Saved? Are you just thinking nonsense and forgetting what we are here for?"
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, everyone turned pale.
It is said that people tend to become confused when they get older. They have forgotten how they broke into the corner of the underworld? Forgot how they killed ghosts and silenced them just now? Forgot those wandering souls who were thrown into the sky lantern?
If it hadn't been for this incident, it would have alerted these two uncles and even come here in person??
For a moment, everyone felt chills and their heads were buzzing.
Thousands of hands, like a mountain, collapsed in front of the city without changing its expression. It was about to collapse at this time. I thought: "The ghost city is located outside the three realms of heaven and earth. We blocked the door at the first time. How did these two uncles get here?"
Is it possible that someone leaked the news, or someone invited these two uncles here?"
Thinking that Qian Shu immediately looked at Xu Tong, I felt shocked and confused.
I was shocked by Xu Tong's methods, but also wondered how he did it.
Speaking of this, we have to move the time forward an hour.
It turns out that Xu Tong asked Ji Feiyu to do a favor. He was asked to find a safe place, set up an incense altar, and invite these two men over after he fired three shots.
Do you think Ji Feiyu has this ability?
Of course not. He is in the soul coffin business. Strictly speaking, he is trying to pry into the corners of the underworld. He has no time to hide when encountering ghosts. How can he have such great ability to invite the two great gods of the underworld?
But he doesn’t know how. Xu Tong can teach you how to set up an incense altar. Three yellow incense sticks and a brazier. If you are tired, you can arrange more sacrifices.
It's that simple, the most important thing is that you have the brands of two great gods.
Ji Feiyu didn't have the brand, but Xu Tong did. His master sent him for a day trip to the underworld, and he was thrown into the Yellow Spring. When he was drifting along the Yellow Spring, he happened to meet these two people.
When these two people looked at each other, they screamed, "Isn't this familiar soul the same boy who gave away money last time?"
He casually gave him a spiritual tablet.
This thing is equivalent to a small card. It has a phone number on it. If you need any service, call it and pay first. Then the service will be done.
Of course Xu Tong had no money, but he had something in his hand, which was a sky lantern.
He set up an altar of incense and burned this thing to the two of them. Xu Tong didn't believe that these two people could still sit still. Reversing yin and yang is a taboo in itself, not to mention someone trying to pry into the corner of your house. This is a fire in the backyard. He can't help it.
Are you in a hurry?
Oh, is it the kind where someone calls for service and ends up kidnapping all the ladies? If you pry away a large group of them with just one pry, then Jitou is not in a hurry.
Ahem, the more I say it, the more nonsense it becomes. Anyway, that’s what it means.
In short, these two men are really here. This time, they are not just holding a thought on the paper figures, but they come to the ghost market in person. This shows how big a trap Senju and the others have created this time.
Xu Tong pulled Ci Min to sit down, happily picked up the big smoking pipe, rolled the shredded tobacco into the pot with one hand, and smiled at Ci Min: "Look, I just said it, the big show is coming."
Ci Min glanced at the two figures and couldn't help swallowing.
In the world of scripts, he has seen all kinds of zombies and ghosts. He couldn't believe that he could still see the legendary black and white impermanence today. He didn't know whether he was very lucky or very unlucky.
At this moment, Fan Baye, who was surrounded by haze, turned his hand, and a command arrow appeared in his palm, aiming at the blood mist under the ghost market and sweeping it over.
With a buzzing sound, the word "Zhen" appeared out of thin air, exuding a gray divine light. The chanting voice of a deity could be heard vaguely. Thunder rumbled, making the blood boil in the ground. He let out a scream and disappeared in a flash.
Never dare to come out from the depths of the earth again.
As soon as the blood light disappeared, a terrifying suction force immediately emerged from the ground, pulling all the Yin soldiers and ghosts who had rushed out of the ground back to the ground.
Suddenly, the ghost market became quiet, and everyone felt that the terrible chilling air that was pressing on them disappeared without a trace.
"Boom!"
Immediately after the kid walking in front struck the gongs and drums in his hands, he saw a mass of dark ghosts in the sky quickly turning into black mist, and the kid opened his mouth and sucked them all into his belly.
He immediately turned around and walked back.
"Eh!!" Seeing that the two uncles were about to leave, Xu Tong was dumbfounded.
Did I go to all the trouble to invite you to the fashion show?
Just when he was so surprised that he was about to drop his jaw, there was a sudden chill behind him. Before he could turn around, his body suddenly froze there. The two figures who were still in sight just now appeared in front of him at some unknown time.
Behind the person.
"This time, as a favor to you, I will give you something. If we meet again next time, let's have a good chat." A feminine voice came from behind the ears, and the sound made people feel numb all over.
As he spoke, Xu Tong felt a cold hand fall on his neck, touching it lightly, making him shiver with the cold.
When he looked again, there was a small black gourd on his chest.
"You just left like that?? Where are these old helpers?? You went all the way, why don't you take two of them to add to the fun??"
Xu Tong's eyes rolled around and he couldn't say anything, but his thoughts were clearly seen by the two of them.
"Yin and gods do not care about Yang's affairs. When the soul falls into the underworld in the future, Yama will make its own decision." Different from the feminine voice just now, this voice is unusually cold, with a kind of indifference that repels people thousands of miles away.
, as if once the words were spoken, there would no longer be any doubts.
Xu Tong felt very unhappy when he heard this: "Then they are going to blow up the Yin and Yang Dao and release thousands of evil spirits inside, and you don't care?"
Regarding this issue, the two said in unison: "This matter has its own destiny, and it is not for us to interfere."
Before he could ask any more questions, the two figures turned around and walked away, drifting further and further away. Only Fan Baye could vaguely be heard chanting a ditty.
"The little ghost of impermanence laments the impermanence, and the world's people perish in fame, fortune, and success.
In ancient and modern times, we only write about the affairs of princes and princes, and we don’t see piles of bones forming walls.”
The voice seemed far away, and it was not only Xu Tong who heard it, Qian Hand and others also heard it clearly, watching the two uncles gradually disappear from their sight.
Everyone finally seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and some elderly people simply collapsed on the ground, as if their backbones had been taken away, their whole bodies were weak, and they could not lift themselves up at all.
"Hey! Third brother, I see your hall is turning black!"
At this time, an old man exclaimed, this old man's name is Yu Aoshan, he is good at observing people's weather, and he is a master of golden feng shui. When he looked at it, he couldn't help but said in surprise.
"Dark?" The old man he called third brother got up and touched his forehead in confusion.
Yu Aoshan took a closer look and then looked at the other people around him, then his expression changed again: "That's not right!!"
"What's right? What's going on??" Yu Aoshan's words made the third brother a little annoyed. He knew that he had the ability to look at people's anger, but in the middle of the sentence, it was just like the old Chinese doctor who suddenly frowned and remained silent when he took your pulse.
The language is the same.
It scares people to death.
Yu Aoshan did not answer him. He threw himself next to his disciple on the ground and turned his head to take a look. When he saw that there was a black line on his forehead, his face suddenly turned pale.
"You should tell me what's wrong!" Third Brother urged.
Yu Aoshan looked at the third brother and everyone blankly, and said intermittently: "We... no, everyone has a black line on their foreheads. I have never seen this thing before..."
"Ah!" When everyone heard that it was okay, they hurriedly took a closer look, and sure enough, a black texture appeared and disappeared on their foreheads, which could not be seen without looking carefully.
"It's the soul-binding seal."
Someone finally remembered the origin of this thing and collapsed on the ground with a cry.
This is a mark given to them. Once you die, you don't need a ghost to take you on the road. Your soul will fall into the underworld and no one can stop it.
To put it bluntly, the Lord of Hell has singled out their names and made them the focus of attention.
Now it's useless even if you run abroad, the sky is huge and no one can save you.
Qian Shu stood aside and listened, his heart pounding, he reluctantly stood up, glanced sideways at Xu Tong, took a deep breath and said, "Let's go!"
Things have reached this point. Even if the two uncles Xie Qifan and Ba didn't bother to crush them ants and broke the rules, what they did today has already been put on the desk of the Lord of Hell.
However, when he looked back and saw the expressions of these old guys as if they were mourning for their heirs, he felt relieved and felt that this incident might not be a bad thing.
Xu Tong stood in the distance and saw them leaving. He was still considering whether to take action, but suddenly a strong sense of crisis made him alert.
I glanced sideways and saw three people standing not far away.
Except for the assassin who had fought with him before and almost severely wounded him with a knife.
There were two other people standing nearby.
Ci Min took one look, quickly lowered his head and knelt on the ground and said, "Be careful, those are Hun Jianglong and Jing Shoucheng. These two are not good friends."
Hun Jianglong is Qian Shu's personal bodyguard, and Jing guards the city... Xu Tong glanced around and saw this young man with black glasses, who was missing a finger on his left hand. His heart moved, I'm afraid this is the one who came to the city with an exception.
