This group of ghosts are not jealous. Those who can work as ghosts in the underworld must not be mediocre. It is certainly not an exaggeration to calculate that the number of people who have been reincarnated from ancient times to the present is over tens of billions, but the number of ghosts is less than one hundred thousand.
During their lifetime, they were either generals or high-ranking officials, or they were capable people and strangers. Otherwise, they would not be recruited into the ranks of ghosts. Those who can be recruited into ghosts have already been decided whether they will be ghosts after death.
Difference.
So this group of people were really frightened when they first heard that Xiang Yu used this sword to kill thousands of ghosts. After all, no matter how powerful he was in life or how fearless he was in death, he would never die after becoming a ghost.
, and it can be said that the underworld has everything. People who are not afraid of death will also become afraid of death. The longer they live, the more afraid they are of death.
But then this situation happened, the boss got involved, how could they not get involved?
This is the situation now, but the ending is not as troublesome as imagined. This ghost called the head raised his head and hit me with a stick. I gritted my teeth and held the Emperor's Sword horizontally to block it, but this ghost is not an ordinary ghost.
Ah, just because he fought against Xiang Yu, it means that he has been a ghost for two thousand years, and he was able to survive from Xiang Yu. Of course, he did not rule out pretending to be dead, but he survived after all.
, it can also be seen that he is extraordinary. When he hit me with the stick, I felt a huge force coming from him, and the Emperor's Sword was directly knocked away.
When these ghosts saw the back of the emperor's sword flying out, their faces were stunned, and then everyone was ecstatic for a while. Some people shouted: "This guy just pretends to be a master with a sword. Don't be afraid, everyone, come on!"
"
All of a sudden, this group of ghosts rushed up to me. There were probably four or five of them who surrounded me and struck me with sticks. The sticks hit my body with unspeakable pain. One stick after another, I was beaten until I lay down.
On the ground, consciousness gradually became blurred.
I don’t know how long they beat me, but finally there were no sticks waving around me. At this time, someone grabbed my hair and lifted my head up. I felt like someone was pouring something into my mouth, soup, Po Meng.
Soup.
Fuck! I opened my eyes hard, and at this moment, a ghost man picked up my hair and poured it into my mouth. Of course, I vomited while he poured it.
"Nary, you little bastard is not honest!" As he said this, the bastard gave me a scratch on my face. With a pop, I felt a burning pain on the right side of my face. Then he continued to drink, and I had no strength left in my body.
, I couldn't move at all, but I just wouldn't swallow it. Later, he poured the soup into my mouth, then covered it with his hands to prevent me from spitting it out, and then hit my chest hard, and I
After being beaten so hard that I coughed a little, I still drank a mouthful of Meng Po soup.
This ghost waits for me to drink Meng Po Soup before he lights up a cigarette and says to me: "Wouldn't it be better if I drank it earlier? You want me to waste so much strength? Damn it."
My consciousness gradually became blurred, and it seemed that many things were beginning to be forgotten. Qiuxiang, Su Daji, Li Mingyao, Wu Zhicong, Li Shigao... Who are they? Why can't I remember what they look like? Why do I
Will you know them? They, them, Qiuxiang, Su Daji, Qiuxiang, Su Daji, why is it that I should remember such a familiar feeling, but I still can’t remember it?
Can't forget, can't forget.
"Qiuxiang, Su Daji, Qiuxiang, Su Daji." I had forgotten who Su Daji and Qiuxiang were at that time, so I could only recite their names over and over again to prevent myself from forgetting them, even though I had forgotten them.
However, at least I still remember their names and the two women I loved, Qiuxiang and Su Daji.
"Ah!" I stood up hard and slapped my ears hard. My head was very confused at that time and I wanted to sleep. I knew that if I fell asleep, I would probably forget everything.
"Wu Jiu?"
Suddenly a woman's voice came from behind me. I turned around and saw that this woman was quite beautiful, but very unfamiliar. I couldn't remember when I had seen her before. She looked at me apologetically and said:
"Sorry, I'm late. I'm Po Meng. You accidentally drank Po Meng's soup. It's up to you whether you can remember your memory." After saying this, the woman took out a bowl.
He handed me something dark and said, "Drink it and you will be able to remember things you have forgotten."
A few words suddenly popped into my mind and I said: "There is a problem in the middle section of Huangquan Dao. Tianlijiao, collect the soul and train the soul."
Before I could finish speaking, I took the bowl of dark stuff and drank it. After drinking it, I felt a cool feeling all over my body, then I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
"Where is this?" I rubbed my temples, it hurt so much. I looked around and saw that this was an antique house with a bit of fragrance.
I thought about it carefully, and it seems that I came to the underworld to practice Miao witchcraft, and then I drank Meng Po soup accidentally at Naihe Bridge. Then, I touched my body and found that all the injuries on my body were healed, and my
The Emperor's Sword is also placed beside the bed.
"Are you awake?" Suddenly the door opened, and a woman in red clothes walked in. I looked at her and said, "Are you Po Meng?"
Po Meng smiled and said, "It's not like you haven't seen me before, so why are you asking like this?"
"Strange, I drank Meng Po soup, why do I still remember these things?" I rubbed my temples strangely, and Meng Po said: "I invented Meng Po soup to forget some painful things.
Invented, but I also developed an antidote, which is what you drank that day. As long as you keep thinking about the most important person before losing consciousness, if you don't lose consciousness, there is a certain chance of recovery. It seems like the current situation
You are recovering well."
There was a seat in the middle of the room. Po Meng sat down, picked up an apple, took a bite, looked at me and asked: "Before you fainted, you seemed to be talking about Qiuxiang and Su Daji constantly. Don't you just like that Qiuxiang? Why?
Su Daji came out?"
"It's none of your business." I frowned, and suddenly said to him: "There are people from the Tenri Sect in the Underworld Road, and they are the ones who have been catching orphan souls and refining evil things!"
"Don't worry, we have already sent people to investigate after you fainted that day, but no one from the Tenri Sect was found. Instead, we found a strange entrance to the cave, but the entrance was sealed by something, and it was slowly being sealed.