Without hesitation, Meng Nan held the "Book of Hell" in hand and slowly stepped onto the Naihe Bridge.
On both sides of the bridge, the Wangchuan River flows continuously, and waves hit the bridge from time to time.
Every wave falling on the bridge forms a ghost shadow.
The first ones were all little ghosts. Some of them had green faces and fangs, some had indigo faces, and some had red faces...
After these little devils landed on the bridge, they didn't do anything, but just stood quietly on both sides of the bridge.
Suddenly, melodious singing came from a distance. Meng Nan looked around and saw a woman dancing gracefully on the river not far away.
However, the reason why this woman can dance on the Wangchuan River is not because she has the ability to ride on the waves and fly across the sky, but because every time her feet fall, a hand will stretch out from the Wangchuan River,
at her feet.
No more, no less, there is a hand for every footfall.
"It's beautiful." Ji Xiaojun came behind Meng Nan and looked at the woman with deep eyes: "Her name is Caiyi. She is one of the people I respect most in the whole hell. I will tell you about it when I have the opportunity.
Her story.”
"Yeah." Meng Nan nodded and continued walking forward.
The waves are still rolling, but the waves on the road ahead are bigger.
When these waves hit the bridge, they suddenly turned into a ghost from the world of horror movies.
The principal of Kunchiyan, Freddy from A Nightmare on Elm Street, Chu Renmei from The Old Corpse in the Village, Jason from Black Friday, LEON from Night of Resurrection...
One after another, these extremely familiar ghosts appeared on both sides of Naihe Bridge, bowing their heads respectfully.
In an instant, Meng Nan understood what happened before.
The reason why these evil ghosts are willing to help him, especially those like Lin Yongqing, Chu Renmei, and Saeki Toshio.
They are not simply because of their "destiny", but more because of their own value.
They recognized themselves and believed that they could successfully survive this forty-ninth terrifying world and become the eleventh king of hell.
That's why they are so helpful.
Thinking of this, Meng Nan breathed a sigh of relief.
He just said, these are evil ghosts, and talking about relationships with evil ghosts is a joke.
There is neither Nie Xiaoqian nor Happy Ghost here...
If these evil ghosts really helped him because of "fate", he would be a little panicked.
Without stopping, Meng Nan walked straight past these ghosts.
After walking not far, the River of Forgetfulness in front of us gradually calmed down, and some new figures appeared on both sides of the bridge.
Chen Zhi, Ning Chen, Wu Xin, Sun Gang, Xu Wei...
These are the people Meng Nan has encountered in the world of horror movies before.
It's just that these people have dull expressions, like puppets on strings, standing quietly on both sides of the bridge.
"I asked, shouldn't there be Po Meng here?" Meng Nan said to Ji Xiaojun, "Isn't this Naihe Bridge? Why didn't I see Po Meng?"
"During today, this bridge will be used to consecrate you to the gods. No ghosts will pass through, so naturally there is no need for Po Meng." Ji Xiaojun said.
"Oh, okay, that's a pity." Meng Nan nodded.
"But I also want to tell you, don't take advantage of Po Meng." Ji Xiaojun waved his fist and said, "The current Po Meng is my wife!"
"Uh... ah?" Meng Nan looked at Ji Xiaojun doubtfully. Seeing that Ji Xiaojun didn't seem to be joking, he immediately shook his head and continued walking forward.
Soon, Meng Nan was almost seeing the end of Naihe Bridge.
And right here, there were figures standing on both sides. Some of these figures were recognized by Meng Nan, and some were not.
Judge Cui, black and white, with a bull's head and a horse's face...
It seems that all of them are ghosts.
Meng Nan said nothing, but nodded to Judge Cui and Black and White Wuchang.
Then Meng Nan continued to move forward.
Finally, Meng Nan saw a stone platform at the end of Naihe Bridge. There were thirteen figures standing in front of the stone platform, it was Chen Ruier and others.
Chen Ruier and the others looked at Meng Nan with smiles, their faces full of pride.
They knew that their captain had lived up to their expectations. He had succeeded and was about to become a god!
And just behind these thirteen figures, nine figures stood on the huge stone platform.
Needless to say, this is the rest of the Nine Halls of Hell.
"Let's go." Ji Xiaojun put his arm around Meng Nan's shoulders: "Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Meng Nan nodded, took a deep breath, and climbed onto the stone platform under the gaze of his companions.
Under the guidance of Ji Xiaojun, Meng Nan came to the center of the stone platform, and then a smooth line fell down and enveloped Meng Nan.
Then the whole hell began to tremble violently, as if the whole world was cheering for Meng Nan.
Then large golden characters appeared in the void one by one: "Edict: Meng Nan is the king of the past life, located in Fengdu, honoring the throne, in charge of the newly established hell, with the power to sharpen the past life, spy on sins, punish mental obstacles, and see the nature
Mingxin.”
Then a black token slowly fell from the air, and Meng Nan reached out to catch it.
Then the token was integrated into Meng Nan's body, and from then on, he and Meng Nan were no longer separated from each other.
"Congratulations!" The Tenth Palace King of Hell clasped his fists at the same time and said, "Please ask the King of the Past for your cooperation in the future."
"That's how it should be." Meng Nan said hurriedly.
"By the way." Ji Xiaojun said: "The name of this new hell has not been chosen yet, otherwise you can give it one, and you can take care of it."
"Is this okay?" Meng Nan was stunned.
"Well, Heaven doesn't care." Ji Xiaojun said.
"Well... let's call it Baixiang." Meng Nan pondered for a moment and said, "Enter the world of endless horror movies, see all kinds of life, ghosts and appearances, see the nature and understand the heart, and then you can achieve success."
"Well, good." Ji Xiaojun said, "By the way, you still have the most important thing to do."
"What's going on?" Meng Nan asked confused.
"Choose a team." Ji Xiaojun smiled and said: "Since you have taken charge of Baixiang Hell, my people will naturally withdraw. In addition to the basic ghost soldiers, you also need some people to assist you. So you have to
Choose your own team, there are many positions.”
"Then my companions..." Meng Nan said hurriedly.
"You are already the King of Hell, just a ghost, what do you think?" Ji Xiaojun said with a smile.
"That's easy to say, as long as they help me, that's enough." Meng Nan laughed.
"No, it's not enough." Ji Xiaojun shook his head: "I said, there are many positions, and your mere dozen companions are far from enough."
"How about you choose some randomly from the people you met in the past?"
"Don't be in a hurry, take your time." Meng Nan said, with a slight movement of his mind, he could already see countless worlds in the Formless Hell.
He saw each team struggling to survive in the world of hell, and saw their efforts.
Then Meng Nan said: "They will eventually come to me. Only people like that are qualified to be my companions!"
