The dark, thick stone wall, which is more than ten feet high, is inlaid with an ancient bronze wall lamp every three feet. It emits a frightening pale light under the dim sky, making the cold and rough stone courtyard appear...
Even more eerie and terrifying.
In the courtyard paved with huge stones, Feng Qingyan and Ziyaqin sat kneeling opposite each other in front of the stone table.
The two of them listened to the strange and weird sounds outside with expressionless faces.
If they were ordinary people, they would have been scared out of their wits, but towards Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin, they only had anger in their hearts.
"Share food?"
Ziyaqin said expressionlessly, but the anger in her eyes was getting stronger and stronger, almost bursting out, "What do you mean by this?"
It was the first time that he was so insulted and ignored.
At this time, there were more and more frightening sounds outside the dark stone wall, and there was also an eerie black mist. Some residual souls rushed out from the black mist, screaming crazily at Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin, wanting to
Like to devour them.
A moment later, those remnant souls poured into the yard along with the black mist, making a horrifying sound and rushing towards Feng Qingyan and Ziyaqin.
The originally gloomy courtyard became even more gloomy and terrifying.
But Feng Qingyan and Ziyaqin ignored it and continued to sit quietly on their knees, seemingly ignoring the ferocious soul.
More and more black fog is pouring in.
The two of them saw a ghost climbing over the wall and entering the yard, hiding in the black mist and staring at them with a strong greedy look in its eyes.
These ghosts are big or small, animals or humans, and have different shapes.
One of the ghosts had a huge body, with a pair of long fangs, and the manes on its body stood up like steel needles, and shone with a cold light.
At this time, it sniffed a few times with its nose, then rumbled towards Feng Qingyan and Ziyaqin, seeming to even shake the courtyard slightly.
Feng Qingyan frowned, why do these ghosts look like flesh and blood?
When the pig ghosts rushed forward, those ghost ghosts hidden in the billowing black fog rushed forward one after another, as if they were afraid that they would be too late to share their food.
Ziyaqin swept her right hand towards her chest, and a lyre formed.
clank--
A string of piano sounds sounded, and the sound blade turned into white light and flew away, cutting down the ferocious ghosts one after another.
If you can't kill him with one kill, kill him two or three times.
The Yin ghost was cut into pieces, but he did not die. When he was put back together again, he seemed to be unharmed. However, after being cut into pieces by the sound blade dozens of times, it was difficult to put him back together...
Moreover, the sound in the sound blade can crush the soul.
A moment later, Ziyaqin chopped down the Yin ghosts that fell to the ground. The Yin ghosts that were shattered dozens of times by the sound blade were unable to condense again and turned into black mist and disappeared between heaven and earth.
It was quiet again outside the yard.
"Now, Brother Feng and I came to Youdu at the invitation of the Ghost King. Along the way, there were either Yin soldiers deliberately bumping into each other, or passers-by deliberately insulting you. Is this the way you treat guests in Youdu?" Zi Yaqin stood up and said,
He shouted angrily at the dark sky.
The sound was like rolling thunder, echoing continuously.
Unfortunately there was no response.
Da da--
There was a sound of neat footsteps coming from outside, as if there were hundreds of Yin soldiers coming.
Feng Qingyan and Ziyaqin frowned and looked at each other. From a distance, they could feel the murderous aura emanating from the Yin soldiers. Is You about to attack them?
If we want to take action, what can hundreds of Yin soldiers do?
Without Guibo's intervention, there is no way to capture them.
At this time, the two of them no longer stayed in the yard. They both walked out of the yard with Qin on their backs, and saw hundreds of Yin soldiers lined up neatly outside.
"Are you Feng Sanding and Gongzi Qin?"
A Yin soldier said coldly.
Feng Qingyan and Ziyaqin didn't speak, they just frowned and looked into the distance, trying to see what Youdu wanted to do.
"killed."
The Yin soldier pointed at the two of them and said.
"kill!"
The hundreds of Yin soldiers immediately rushed forward, and billowing black mist instantly burst out from their bodies, stabbing them as if they turned into sharp swords.
clank--
Ziya's qin condensed into a lyre, and angrily blew out a string of lyre notes.
The sound of the piano shot out like rain, killing hundreds of Yin soldiers in an instant, but his face was not pretty, it was terrifyingly gloomy.
Feng Qingyan's ghost gate that was about to emerge was suppressed again.
"Anyone who can talk things out of here, get out of here!"
Zi Yaqin said angrily.
The sound echoed in the sky like thunder, causing the surrounding area to tremble slightly.
"Who offended Brother Ziya?"
After a while, Qinglang came in a hurry and asked with surprise on his face. Then he looked around carefully, frowned, and said: "Have ghost people come here just now? Huh, you are really brave.
If you disturb your distinguished guests, I will definitely kill them, please forgive me."
"I would like to ask, what does Youdu mean? If you are not welcome, you can just say so. We will leave without saying a word."
Ziyaqin said coldly.
"Brother Ziya, what does this mean? How can we not welcome you?"
Qinglang looked surprised and said: "You two won't anger me, Youdu, because of the collision of a few ghost people, right? Although I, Youdu, govern the world's ghosts, the vast majority of ghosts are unscrupulous and unruly.
Even I, Youdu, can't control people like this. But speaking of it, I, Qinglang, was negligent, and I hope you two can forgive me..."
"Okay, I believe you again."
Ziyaqin's face was still gloomy and she said: "Brother Feng and I came to Youdu because we have something to ask of Youdu."
"Ask me, Youdu?"
Qinglang was a little surprised and asked quickly: "But what's the matter? If I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."
"My wife's soul is now trapped in the netherworld, and I would like to ask Youdu to take action to rescue my wife's soul."
Ziyaqin said directly, "If Youdu can rescue my wife's soul, I will be extremely grateful and willing to work for Youdu."
"So that's it. Brother Ziya loves his wife deeply, which really moved Qinglang."
Qinglang had heard about it, and was not surprised when he heard this. He pondered for a while and said: "However, to disappoint Brother Ziya, the Netherworld is not easy to enter. Even if you can go in, it is difficult to get out, let alone in the Netherworld."
Searching for souls. How vast is this netherworld? Searching for souls is like a probe in the sea, how can we find it?"
"Brother Feng probably knows where it is. It's right next to the top of the mountain where Netherworld fell. It shouldn't be difficult to find it." Zi Yaqin quickly added, feeling anxious in her heart. How could Youdu not be able to do it?
All his hopes have been pinned on Youdu, how can Youdu not do it?
At this time, Qinglang looked at Feng Qingyan in astonishment and said in surprise: "The gentleman knows?"
Feng Qingyan nodded.
"How does a gentleman know this? To know the underworld..."
Qinglang said doubtfully, a little unbelievable.
"I can play a piece of "The Soul Calling" and roughly guess where it is through "The Soul Calling"," Feng Qingyan explained.
"I see."
Qinglang nodded and said: "However, I still let you two down. To enter the Netherworld, you need at least the Ghost Uncle Realm to escape intact. If you want to search for souls, you will need a Ghost Master to be able to find it...
…”
"Is that true?" Zi Yaqin asked anxiously.
"It's not impossible."
Qinglang hesitated and said, "This requires Brother Ziya. Can you please invite the Ghost Lord?"