"Can you find the whereabouts of Taoist Xuanxiao?"
"The subordinates are incompetent."
It was still the abandoned inn, the lights had been extinguished long ago, and the house was empty. Only Wuhuan's body was still alive in the mud in front of the door, and his empty eyes reflected the dark night sky.
A middle-aged man with three long beards who looked quite elegant leaned over and closed his eyes for him. After listening clearly to the questions and answers next to him, he lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then stood up again with a solemn voice.
"Go ahead and put all actions against that Taoist in the religion on hold for the time being."
"Leader! You must not do this!"
The people next to him were startled and hurriedly objected.
"How can I not avenge my young master?! I am willing to issue a military order..."
But the elegant man stopped shouting.
"Shut up!"
His voice was clearly filled with anger.
"I have already lost a son, and I cannot cut off another arm. From today on, everything in the religion will be based on the saint's affairs. Unless it is absolutely necessary, no extraneous matters will be allowed!"
Even though he is so decisive, whether he is a father or the leader of the White Lotus Sect, it is impossible to let go of the hatred so easily.
After saying this, he turned his gaze to the distant mountains that were blurry in the night.
It's like looking for an enemy who has disappeared without a trace.
But he never imagined that Li Changan was already in another world at this time.
"People have their humanity, but ghosts have their own ways."
"There are many connections between the yin and yang worlds, but they are not the same. For example, from Echeng to Juzhou, they may be thousands of miles apart in the yang world, but they may be close to each other in the underworld, and vice versa..."
In the team holding the banner with the word "Yan", the ghost general named Lou Cheng was chatting. Li Changan suddenly nodded, understanding why Yan Xinglie could promise to rush to Juzhou, thousands of miles away, overnight.
After dealing with the invading White Lotus cult members, Yan Xinglie took Li Changan to a mountain temple, and then plunged into the underworld!
And this Lou Cheng, according to Yan Xinglie, was also his former subordinate. He unfortunately died on the battlefield ten years ago. After his death, he was favored by the Lord of Hell and became a ghost official of His Highness. However, I heard that Yan Xinglie became an envoy to recruit people and was in Quantai.
Recruiting his old subordinates, he simply gave up his position and returned to Yan Xinglie's command.
After ten years, Lou Cheng can be considered an old ghost. He knows all the ways of the underworld quite clearly, and he can answer Li Changan's questions.
After talking about the difference between yin and yang, he also mentioned all the taboos in the underworld, breaking them apart one by one and crushing them into pieces. He explained this in great detail. This was not only for a living person like Li Changan, but also for a newcomer like Yan Xinglie.
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But after he had spoken so earnestly that his tongue had stretched out for most of his speech, he turned around and realized that the two "students" hadn't listened at all.
Yan Xinglie was full of revenge and had no other thoughts.
Li Changan, on the other hand, arrived in this underworld for the first time and was fascinated by the new scenery.
It's completely different from the dark and gloomy place you imagined.
The underworld in front of you is filled with soft shimmering light everywhere, illuminating the near area clearly and the far distance hazy. Above the head, there is a whole upside-down sky like an eggshell, and the "sun" is a hollowed out part of the shell.
The hole, the soft light like gauze and mist pours down from the hole.
And under the feet, there is an endless wilderness, with nothing else on it, only a kind of flower with long petals growing, blooming like a solidified flame, blooming lively, covering the sky and reaching the end of the sky.
Could it be Solitary Grass, or Manzhushahua?
Li Changan saw that it was delicate and cute, and he bent down to pick one, but as soon as his fingertips touched it, the flower branch trembled on its own, and actually wrapped around his fingertips.
This is somewhat interesting.
"Taoist Master."
Suddenly, Lou Cheng next to him asked.
"Is it beautiful?"
This question is so confusing that the Taoist priest doesn't know whether he is just asking about the flower or the scene in the underworld, but both can be answered in the same sentence.
"Don't be so gorgeous."
Unexpectedly, Lou Cheng smiled and said: "Since Taoist Master likes it, you have to be careful."
Be careful?
"Just like ghosts, they like to change their appearance and confuse people." He had a leisurely posture on the saddle, and there seemed to be a hidden meaning in his smile. "This underworld can also turn its back."
What does it mean?
While Li Changan was still waiting to ask more questions, the team suddenly stopped. He raised his head and found a lonely gate tower standing in the sea of flowers in front of him.
The Taoist priest was not surprised, probably because he also passed through such a tower when he came to the underworld.
When the army comes here, Juzhou must be opposite the city gate.
But Yan Xinglie did not rush through the city gate at this moment, but took out a roll of roster.
"Wang Xiaoer, Zhang Dahu, Xu Ding, Zhao Wu, Wang Long..."
Lou Cheng explained: "It's not a war. There is no need to send out a large army to avoid disturbing the place."
The Taoist priest thought for a moment that this was indeed the case, but he soon discovered that these Yin soldiers and Yin generals who were named included infantry, archers, cavalry, and personal guards. The composition was too complicated.
And every one of them either looked excited or gritted their teeth.
"These underworld soldiers?"
"These brothers all died in battle with hatred due to Li Kuiqi's rebellion."
The Taoist priest was stunned.
………………
Juzhou is a big city, not far from Chang'an (it's a random place name, don't take it personally). Although the world is corrupt and it has suffered some military disasters, it has not changed in the end and is prosperous. It is just that there are more ownerless graves in the suburbs.
A lonely grave, that's all.
So, even though it was dark at night, there were still people walking around on the street.
On the street in front of the brothel in Xicheng, several scholars were walking shoulder to shoulder, staggering with the smell of alcohol.
suddenly.
Several people trembled all over and felt waves of cold air entering their bodies.
"It's strange, there's no wind either."
One of the drunk men muttered something, and the one next to him, who was so drunk that his face turned pale, continued in a daze:
"I seem to have seen a group of soldiers and horses, with a Taoist priest among them. No, it's a monk... hiss, it looks like a Taoist priest..."
The monkey's butt cracked and laughed, pointing to the empty street.
"Where did the soldiers and horses come from in the middle of the night? You...you are drunk."
"I'm not drunk!"
A drunkard is most afraid of people saying he is drunk. He touched his empty head and said hurriedly:
"Look, my head was hooked off the scabbard of that man's sword."
Li Changan secretly said "Sorry". Yan Xinglie finished selecting his soldiers, left the underworld through the city gate, and actually appeared directly in Juzhou City.
Just now, the person with the pale complexion saw it right. The reason why they were shivering for no reason was because they passed by the ghost soldiers and the yin energy washed away their yang bodies.
The ghost soldiers are tangible and insubstantial, so they have nothing to do with humans, but Li Changan is a living person.
Although he was sandwiched between the Yin soldiers and his figure was hidden, there was no room for him to move around. The drunkard was swaying when he walked. He couldn't dodge, and the scabbard of his sword hooked the object on his bun.
He took off the futou and threw it back, but when he turned around, he saw that the two of them were already struggling.
Tsk, this drunkard is really troublesome when he acts drunkenly.
Remember, remember, click to the end.
He shook his head and warned himself a few words.
Before they had time to reflect, the team had already stopped in front of a red lacquered gate.
We’ve arrived!
………………
"The thief is in this mansion."
"The judge pulled out his back muscles. He should have been killed on the spot, but he didn't want to have an expert around him to cast a spell and save him. From then on, he was on guard against the ghosts of the underworld. Everywhere he went, he would definitely set up a trap.
Magic circle!"
With that said, Yan Xinglie stepped forward. However, before he could reach the door, a curtain of light surrounded by green flames suddenly rose, blocking him tightly.
In order to give a demonstration to Li Changan, Big Beard fought hard, but the light curtain did not move at all. On the contrary, Big Beard accidentally got contaminated with green flames, and it took a lot of effort to put it out.
The Taoist priest looked at it carefully for a while.
"It seems to be the same as the number of Karmic Fire Paths of Young Master Bai Lian?"
Yan Xinglie nodded in agreement.
"That's why I'm so shameless..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the Taoist priest with a wave of his hand.
"Brother Yan, where did you get so many polite words?"
After saying that, he stepped forward and pierced the light curtain with his sword. The blade of the sword was filled with green light, and the green flames melted away the snow.
He turned the hilt of the sword and cut a big hole in the light curtain.
Immediately, he sheathed his sword and stepped away.
"Everyone, please."
"Retaliation when there is a grudge, revenge when there is a grudge!"