Zhu Jiujie said: "If you lose, I hope you will follow me to save someone."
The fat man laughed loudly: "It's a weird thing. It's really a weird thing in the world. This is the first time I've heard that a ghost wants to save people."
"Why, can't it be done?"
"Brother, we are life-seeking messengers who specialize in seeking people's lives. How can we save people's lives?"
"What's wrong? I was once a ghost. Now I am a doctor in the human world, and my job is to save people."
Fatty shook his head: "You, you are not making it up. It is not under the jurisdiction of the underworld. But we are different. Our actions are restricted by the underworld."
Shou Er suddenly said: "Pang Da, so what does it matter? Anyway, the rules of the underworld don't say you are not allowed to save people."
"Shou Er, what are you talking nonsense about? How can we save people?"
"Pangda, it's been five hundred years since you and I entered the underworld. Don't you want to see what the human world has become?"
"Shou Er, shut up quickly, be careful not to be overheard by King Yama."
"King Yama is in retreat and can't hear us talking at this time."
Fatty thought for a while and shook his head.
Zhu Jiujie knew that the other party had Xuanyin finger power and did not want to fight with him. He was moved in his heart and said, "I wonder what the fat man's identity was in his previous life?"
"Previous life?" Pang Da raised his head and looked into the distance, as if recalling the long past: "It's been more than five hundred years. I remember that I was the top disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect at that time."
Sho Er said: "There is also me. I am the second disciple. Our fellow disciples encountered an avalanche and came to the underworld."
Zhu Jiujie said: "The Snow Mountain Sect has been wiped out for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be caused by an avalanche. Alas, in my previous life, I heard my father talk about the name of the Snow Mountain Sect, saying that all the members of the Snow Mountain Sect are heroes.
Act chivalrously and do justice..."
In fact, Zhu Jiujie was just talking nonsense, but his words made the two ghosts deeply moved.
The thin eyes were moist: "Pang Da, I miss those days so much."
Pang Da let out a long sigh: "It's a pity that the Snow Mountain Sect is gone. Even if you and I go out, it will only increase our sadness."
Zhu Jiujie hurriedly said: "No, although the Snow Mountain Sect is gone, the Snow Mountain Sect's chivalrous and righteous spirit is still there. Don't you two want the world to remember the Snow Mountain Sect?"
The fat man's expression changed.
Shou Er's eyes were bright, and his thoughts had already flown to the human world: "Pang Da, why don't we go out for a walk while King Yama is in retreat."
Fatty smiled bitterly and said: "Even if we have the intention, without the order of the King of Hell, who can get out of the ghost gate?"
Shou Er's expression darkened.
Zhu Jiujie asked: "Whose hands is the King of Hell's Order?"
Shou Er said: "Of course the King of Hell's Order is in the hands of King Yama. Unless there is a foreign enemy, no one dares to go out without the Yama's Order, otherwise they will suffer the pain of 'destroying the soul'."
I think Shou Er had seen other ghosts being punished, so when he said the word "destroy souls", he was still frightened.
"If there was no order from the King of Hell, wouldn't it be possible to get out of the ghost gate?"
"You must have seen ghost messengers when you came here. Ghost messengers guard the gate of ghosts and are known for their strictness. Without the order of the king of hell, we can't get out."
"Is there no other exit but the gate of hell?"
The two ghosts shook their heads.
Zhu Jiujie thought for a moment and said, "I have an idea. Why don't we pretend to fight all the way? I'll run away from you and no one will doubt me. Even if King Yama asks, you can run away in pursuit of your life."
Too much accountability.”
Shao Er applauded: "This is a good method, great."
"Let's go." With that said, Zhu Jiujie flew towards the cliff, and the two ghosts looked at each other and followed.
The three of them were like three wisps of smoke, flying up the Cliff of Death, jumping over the Suohun Bridge, and arriving at the Ghost Gate.
Zhu Jiujie arrived first and shouted: "Ghost, please open the door quickly."
When the ghost messenger from the underworld saw Zhu Jiujie flying towards him, he thought to himself: This kid is indeed very lucky, and he actually came out of the underworld safe and sound.
As soon as the ghost opened the door a crack, Zhu Jiujie rushed out. At this time, the fat and thin ghosts arrived.
The ghost officer stretched out his hand to stop you: "You two are from the underworld, and you must have the order of Yama to enter and leave the hell gate."
Shou Er said: "Gui Cha, where was that kid just now?"
"Who? Are you talking about Zhu Jiujie?"
"It turns out that boy's name is Zhu Jiujie. Gui Cha, you are so confused. That boy is so good at martial arts. He must be a great force if he stays in the underworld."
"Yes, Zhu Jiujie is also a doctor and is very useful. What should we do with the two envoys?"
"Needless to say, before he receives Yang Qi, we will chase him back."
With that said, the two ghosts pushed Gui Cha away and chased them out of the ghost gate together.
Gui Cha did not expect that this was a trick of Er Gui and Zhu Jiujie, so he gave it away.
The two ghosts came out of the ghost gate and caught up with Zhu Jiujie in the blink of an eye, and the three of them emerged from the ruins.
There was a bright moon in the sky outside, and it was midnight.
Shou Er took a look at the outpatient clinic building and said, "It's such a tall building. It seems like the world has changed a lot."
Zhu Jiujie said: "You two come with me."
Zhu Jiujie knew that the two ghosts could only appear at night, so in order to gain time, he flew towards the street.
On the street, the street lights were turned off, and occasionally cars passed by along the road. Slender Er and Fatty ran side by side, and when they saw the car, they both looked surprised: "What kind of monster is this?"
Suddenly, bursts of singing came from the shore of Swan Lake. It turned out that someone was singing in the open air at the barbecue place by the lake.
"Smells, it smells really good." Sho Er took a sniff and said, "There's something delicious, it's so tempting."
Saying that, Shou Eryi pulled Pang Da: "Pang Da, let's go over and take a look."
Fatty was pulled to the ground by him and hurriedly said: "Slender Er, what do you want to make a fuss about?"
Sho Eryi pointed to the lakeside: "It's very lively there, let's go and have a look."
When Fatty came out of the underworld, he was full of curiosity about everything, so he and Skinny Er came to the lakeside.
Although there were few pedestrians on the street, there were many people in twos and threes by the lake.
When Shou Er saw a young man and woman cuddling together on a chair, he couldn't help but go over and tilt his head to take a look.
The young man raised his head and cursed: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen it?"
Shou Er was startled, retreated to Fat Da, and whispered: "Pang Da, this man is so brave, he is not afraid of us."
Fatty said: "Have you seen their clothes? They have changed too much."
Shou Er said: "Yeah, it's very different from our time."
With that said, Shou Er quickly came to the barbecue and saw a young man and woman sitting at the table. They grabbed a skewer in front of them and started eating.
The woman screamed in surprise.
The man cursed: "Where did this wild ghost come from? It has no virtue at all."
Shou Eryi bared his teeth: "I'm not a wild ghost."
Fatty said: "Slimy Er, don't take other people's things randomly."
"Oh." Shou Er reluctantly put the half-eaten skewers back. The young man said, "Who wants what you eat?"
Shou Eryi rejoiced: "He didn't want the fat one, so don't blame me." As he said this, Shou Eryi grabbed the skewers and ate them while squatting under the stage and looking at a young man with yellow hair on the stage.
The yellow-haired young man on the stage is none other than Yu Xiaohu.
Yu Xiaohu held the microphone in his hand and sang like a ghost. Although his singing was harsh, there were people in the audience applauding him. The person applauding him was a woman, probably his girlfriend.
Shou Er couldn't listen anymore and jumped on the stage: "Hey, boy, your voice is too ugly, change it to mine."
With that said, Skinny Er grabbed the microphone, looked around, put it on his mouth, and started singing like Yu Xiaohu.
Sho Er's singing voice is not much better than Yu Xiaohu's.
Yu Xiaohu held a bottle of beer in his left hand and a microphone in his right hand: "Hey, old man, do you dare to sing with me?"
"K is K." Shou Er was unambiguous.
Yu Xiaohu said: "You sing a line, and I sing a line, let's see who has the loudest voice."
"Okay, I'll compete with you."
Yu Xiaohu sang aloud, his voice sounding like a broken gong.
Shou Er watched him sing and take a sip of beer, then grabbed the beer and took a sip: "What kind of wine is this? It's boring."
Yu Xiaohu laughed loudly: "You should sing, and drink if you lose."
At this time, two people came from the left and right of the audience. The one on the left was Maoshan Taoist priest, and the one on the right was Zhu Jiujie.
Zhu Jiujie ran for a moment, then turned around and the two ghosts disappeared. He hurriedly followed the way he came and found the lakeside. Far away, he saw Shou Er standing on the stage. He smiled bitterly in his heart. He came to the audience.
Just as he was about to speak out, he suddenly saw Taoist Priest Maoshan. Taoist Maoshan seemed suspicious of Shou Er and took out a talisman from his arms.