If it is not a place for people to walk, could it be a place for ghosts to walk?
Mu Yonghong had a big question mark. Before he could react, a crack suddenly opened under his feet, and he fell into it.
Not far away, in a black car that was also blocked, He Ke couldn't help but rub his eyes with his hands. Why did the person disappear in the blink of an eye?
Looking at the photos taken on his phone, He Ke immediately made a call: "Find me someone. He is the third male lead in "The Battle for Central Plains"."
After hanging up the phone, He Ke sent a photo, and it turned out that the photo looked like a humanoid figure.
"Where is this place?" Mu Yonghong followed closely at the back and asked with a trembling voice.
He looked at the dark and gloomy corridor in front of him, unable to see his fingers, but he always felt that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him in the darkness.
Yaozhu walked leisurely in front of him: "Human, you are too timid. This is the road to the underworld. Anyway, you will have to walk there when you die. You have walked there in advance to familiarize yourself with the road.
."
Mu Yonghong: "..."
No, he didn't want to be familiar at all.
After walking a few steps, Mu Yonghong heard a voice.
"Your Highness." Hei Wuchang's soul hook hooked a newly deceased ghost and bowed respectfully to Shu Yao.
Shu Yao didn't expect to meet Hei Wuchang here.
But it's not a surprise. The road to the underworld is the road where the ghosts of the newly dead are dragged by ghosts to the underworld.
She nodded in response.
Mu Yonghong raised his head carefully and took a look. It turned out that this was the famous Hei Wuchang in the underworld, but the ghost hanging on his hand looked familiar.
By the way, that's him.
Mu Yonghong patted his head and remembered that this person was a bitter rival of his company. He often competed with him for business and even poached two of his technical employees some time ago.
However, Mu Yonghong remembered that this man had died eight days ago, and his death was not honorable at all.
She went to prostitutes outside, and because she was so excited, she had a heart attack and left, which made the news.
Mu Yonghong never expected to see a person who had been dead for eight days here. He immediately thought of a rumor that the seventh day after death is the night of soul rebirth. After people go home to see it, on the eighth day
He will wait for some bad luck and be arrested and taken to the underworld.
As if aware of his gaze, the ghost opposite him raised his head, saw him, and laughed loudly: "Mu Yonghong, you are dead too."
Mu Yonghong heard this unflattering tone and rolled his eyes: "Fart, I'm living a good life, at least I can live another twenty years."
Yin Hun looked at him carefully and found that he was indeed not hooked by the soul hook, and the few people following him did not look like Yin Zai.
"Then how did you appear here?"
"You care, this is not your family's way." Mu Yonghong snorted coldly.
The ghost looked at him, reacted, and rushed towards Mu Yonghong: "Mu Yonghong, save me, I don't want to die yet. If you have a way to appear here, there must be a way to return to the earth, right? As long as you
Save me, I will never compete with you for business again..."
Mu Yonghong was startled and leaned back quickly.
Yin Hun was about to pounce, but was pulled back by Hei Wuchang's hook: "Be honest."
After Hei Wuchang gave him a sharp shout, Yin Hun immediately calmed down and still looked eagerly at Mu Yonghong. When he was pulled away, he kept shouting for Mu Yonghong to save him.
Mu Yonghong had goosebumps all over his body when he heard this.
I really learned a lot today.
Within a few minutes, Mu Yonghong had just adapted to the darkness of the ghost path, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
He opened his eyes wide and saw that he was already outside his house.
Moreover, Mu Yonghong also saw a person crawling on the wall of his house, it was his daughter Mu Huaiwei.
Mu Yonghong suddenly became furious and cursed loudly: "Mu Huaiwei, get out of here."
On the top of the wall, Mu Huaiwei didn't notice them at all. Suddenly she heard her father's scolding, her whole body tilted, and she fell towards the wall that was three to four meters high.
Mu Yonghong was so frightened that his heartbeat almost stopped. Fortunately, a talisman flew over quickly and turned into a white cloud, just in time to catch Mu Huaiwei.
"Master, thank you for saving my rebellious daughter." Mu Yonghong was extremely grateful.
Shu Yao waved her hand lightly, it was just a little effort.
Mu Yonghong rushed over anxiously and angrily. When he came over and took a look, two things fell out of Mu Huaiwei's bag, an ID card and a household registration book. It was obvious what she had in mind.
Mu Yonghong was furious and raised his palms high, but looking at his daughter's face, he looked very much like his wife when she was young.
He also remembered that when his wife was dying, she repeatedly told him to take good care of their children.
This slap was raised high, but it couldn't fall down.
Mu Huai raised his head slightly, his eyes stubborn: "Dad, I must marry Qi Jing. If you don't agree, just beat me to death now."
When Mu Yonghong heard this, he was so angry that he kept breathing heavily and really wanted to beat her to death.
Shu Yao walked over, grabbed Mu Huaiwei's right hand, and tapped her wrist with his fingers. The next second, a tight red line appeared on her wrist.
"You don't have to scold her. She is indeed possessed by an evil spirit. With this red line, she can only be devoted to that Qi Jing."
When Mu Yonghong heard this, he was startled and asked: "Master, what exactly is this red line?"
"Marriage line." Shu Yao said: "Everyone has a marriage line on their hand, and the other side of the marriage line is the person this person will stay with for the rest of his life."
"Dad, you see, this young lady has said that my marriage thread is tied to Qi Jing, which means that we are a perfect match, so please help us!" Mu Huaiwei had a silly smile on his face.
Mu Yonghong's forehead veins popped: "Shut up."
"Oh!" Mu Huaiwei closed his mouth pitifully.
"The marriage line does symbolize a person's marriage, but the marriage line on your hand is forcibly tied to your hand." Shu Yao explained slowly, "The marriage line is when a man and a woman get married.
Or it may automatically appear on the hands of both parties when the relationship is strong. After their relationship breaks down, the marriage thread will automatically be disconnected, but the one on your hand will first tie you up and make you feel emotional, and
It’s not your choice whether you can disconnect it in the future.”
Mu Huaiwei was confused after hearing this. He opened his mouth to speak, but Mu Yonghong glared at him again.
"Master, what should I do with my daughter?"
"Simple." Shu Yao said concisely, "Just break this marriage line."
"Then I'll go find the scissors now." Mu Yonghong pulled Mu Huaiwei and went straight to his house.
Mu Yonghong got a pair of sharp scissors from Aunt Yang, but no matter how he cut it, the marriage line was not broken.
Mu Yonghong rushed into the kitchen angrily and came out with a kitchen knife. This was a bone chopping knife. He didn't believe it could cut it off.
