My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Qingyang City Lord's Mansion.

Xiao Jingbai sat in the hall with an expressionless face.

Pei Jiang, the chief of the Secret Service of Qingyang City, walked into the hall quickly and took out a square-shaped letter from the gas bag.

"Lord, I just got the news that Feng'an City received a batch of god-conferring deeds. I have the list of the temples corresponding to the deeds in my hand."

"Everything else is normal, except for the land guard in a remote place, who received two deeds."

"A substitute for a dead person? Someone in Feng'an City wants to go to the world of the living?" Xiao Jingbai raised his eyebrows: "Does Lu Liang want to go and see, or does Lu Chengshan have other plans?"

"It doesn't matter." Pei Jiang shook his head and said: "It's not cost-effective to target Feng'an City on a large scale. But sending someone to do something to make this person deviate from the landing point But it's not difficult. "

"The world of the living is so big that a slight deviation may lead to a huge difference of tens of millions of miles. If you are not careful, you will be torn into pieces by the gates of hell."

"If that person is Lu Liang, the city lord can vent his anger. Even if he is not, it will ruin Lu Chengshan's plan, which is a small revenge. You see..."

"Old man! You are still insidious!" Xiao Jingbai couldn't help but smile: "Let's do it."

The strange demon Wuyou King has been captured by Yinshan Mansion. His path to enlightenment, which he has been preparing for more than a hundred years, has been forced to be interrupted. He hates Feng'an City.

For several months, he has been keeping a close eye on Feng'an City just to find a flaw so that he can avenge this hatred.

Unfortunately, Lu Chengshan and his son acted cautiously, and he has not found any flaws.

"Withdraw the spies from Feng'an City, send someone to notify our living gods, and let them select new Nether Spirit Embryos and try to send them to the underworld. I want to continue practicing in the underworld realm."

"The city lord is wise!" Pei Jiang respectfully clasped his fists: "As long as you complete the qualitative change of the Yin God by mixing Yin and Yang, the little Lu Chengshan, you don't have to do anything, the Lord of Yinshan Mansion will automatically send him to you."

Xiao Jingbai nodded slightly, his face cold: "Let them jump around for two more days."

...

Three days later, by the Wangchuan River.

A group of hundreds of people fell from the sky and landed on the shore.

"As long as you fly to the other side of the Wangchuan River with the Book of Conferred Gods, the Naihe Bridge will appear?" Chen Mu was surprised.

Although the Wangchuan River is called a river, it is actually boundless. No matter who it is, they will only appear on one side of the river.

No one can reach the other side except the Yinming insects that have been washed clean and scattered by the Wangchuan River.

And the Naihe Bridge is said to be on the other side of the Wangchuan River.

"Don't worry, sir. The Conferred God Contract has existed for thousands of years, and nothing will go wrong." Lu Liang said with a smile.

"The Li Dai Tao Jiang method really has no effect?" Chen Mu was still not at ease.

There would definitely be no problem with the normal Conferred God Contract. The key is that the contract in his hand is abnormal. After being covered by the secret method, its Qi fluctuation is half that of the ordinary contract.

"As long as you stay with Le Dian, there will be no problem." Lu Liang explained patiently.

"The Conferred God Contract contains the Qi of the target Taoist temple. Under the traction of the Taoist temple in the world, you can be accurately sent to the location of the Taoist temple."

"The Li Dai Tao Jiang method does reduce the Qi strength of the contract, but the effect of the contract is only slightly reduced."

"Besides, the contract in Le Dian's hand is the same as yours. As long as he stays with you, he can guarantee that he can send you to the same place."

Chen Mu looked at the short and strong man next to him with a respectful face, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The other party's name is Le Dian. In the future, this person will replace him to guard the Land Temple in Xiaowa Town for a hundred years.

"The contract itself has the power to block the Wangchuan River. You can stay in the Yang world for a while without entering the Taoist temple." Lu Liang bowed his hands and said, "After this farewell, I am afraid we will not see each other again until a year later. Take care, sir."

Goodbye?

It's better not to see each other again.

After more than three years in the Yin and Yang world, he was displaced and almost died several times. This time when he returned to the Yang world, Chen Mu made up his mind to stay away and never return to the Yin and Yang.

At this time, Lu Shisan had already explained to the living gods sent by Feng'an City.

Chen Mu bowed to Lu Liang Lu Shisan, turned around and turned into Yin Feng, took Le Dian, followed by more than a hundred Yin soldiers, and flew to the other side of the Wangchuan River.

...

"You have two things to do when you go to the Yang world." In the Secret Service Department of Qingyang City, Pei Jiang looked at the square-faced black-clothed strong man below and said.

"The first thing is to help the city lord find the Nether Spirit Yuantai."

"Our living gods have found several suitable candidates. Your task is to repeat the old tricks, just like when we dealt with King Wuyou, and find ways to make it fall into the underworld."

The square-faced strong man Qian Huan took a deep breath, bowed and clasped his fists: "Yes, sir."

Pei Jiang nodded slightly: "You followed me to capture King Wuyou, and you know the process. If you act according to the law, you will succeed."

"You don't have to worry. If you really encounter difficulties, just let the living gods contact the underworld, and I will definitely give you the greatest support."

Qian Huan's expression eased slightly: "I will not let Si Shou down."

"This second thing is a small matter, but you have to do it with your heart." Pei Jiang said, handing Qian Huan a white jade bell as big as a walnut.

"In this Qianli Soul Locking Bell, there is a breath sealed, pointing to two identical copies of the Conferred God Contract."

Qian Huan's face changed: "Li Dai Tao Jiang method?"

"At this time?"?

"But now that you know our plan, do you want to mess with it?"

"It's better to kill the wrong person than to let him go, not to mention that this person is from Feng'an City, so..." Pei Jiang looked cold and gloomily at Qian Huan.

"I understand!" Qian Huan looked solemn.

...

On the boundless Wangchuan River, white mist spreads around, thick or light, blocking everyone's sight. Looking back, the bank where they were standing before has disappeared.

At a certain moment, a weak pulling force came from the deed of divine conferment in Chen Mu's sleeve.

The team of more than a hundred Yin soldiers seemed to have received the signal and turned almost at the same time. Chen Mu's heart moved, and he immediately changed direction and followed the Yin soldiers to fly to the horizon.

I don’t know how long they flew, but when they broke through the thick fog, a simple gray and white stone bridge appeared in front of everyone.

This stone bridge is extremely long, with one end protruding into the thick fog. It seems to be infinite in length and cannot see the edge. The other end leads to an embankment that looks like a long fiery red line.

At this moment, the Yinming insects with human heads and white smoke-like snake bodies were floating in the middle of the stone bridge in an orderly manner.

The expressions on the faces of those Yinming Insects were different, some were furious, some were ecstatic, some were indifferent, and some were sad, but no matter what the expression, they were all without exception, and they queued up on the bridge.

Chen Mu was slightly frightened, and followed the Yin soldiers to fly onto the bridge quietly.

The bridge deck is not very wide, only enough for three carriages to travel parallel at most. It is paved with slabs cut from Wangchuan stone.

The stone slabs seemed to be mottled and pitted after years of wind and rain, and also seemed to have been stepped on and rubbed by countless people. The surface was somewhat smooth and rounded, revealing a sense of vicissitudes of life.

Holding on to the railings also carved from Wangchuan stone, Chen Mu looked under the bridge.

But he found that the reflection on the water was a brand new jade bridge inlaid with silver. It seemed that it was not the reflection of the stone bridge, but another brand new jade bridge hidden under the river.

This Naihe Bridge?

It’s a bit weird!

Chen Mu couldn't help but feel tense all over as he looked at the queue of Yinming insects that stretched out for an unknown distance.

The other Yin soldiers were also calmed by this quiet and strange scene, and they walked obediently along the side of the stone bridge towards the direction of the Yin Mingworm.

After walking for half an hour, a blaze of red came into view.

The red line that everyone saw before slowly spread out, but they found that it was not a red embankment, but a large flat river bank covered with clusters of fiery red flowers.

At the end of the gray stone bridge, an octagonal pavilion with gray tiles and wooden columns appeared.

There are white jade bead curtains hanging around the pavilion, and a woman wearing a wide-sleeved red shirt is sitting in the middle of the pavilion.

The other party is dressed in red, with golden dragon patterns faintly visible on it. He is wearing a colorful brocade harp and a golden phoenix hairpin on his head, looking dignified and majestic.

"That's..." Chen Mu couldn't help but look at Le Dian beside him.

"Sir, that is Lord Meng Shenjun, the reincarnation of the soul in charge of the ghost, and he is the guard of Naihe Bridge."

Reincarnation of ghost?

Naihe Bridge is guarded?

Still surnamed Meng?

Isn't this the Po Meng in folklore? !

That Meng Po soup...

Chen Mu suddenly became interested and turned around to look.

Sure enough, in front of the pavilion, there was a jade cauldron half a man tall, with three legs and two ears. It was filled with a pool of green soup, and the faint aroma of wine wafted around it. A Yinming insect with a maniacal expression on his face was waiting obediently in front of the jade cauldron, as if waiting to be fed.

"What's in the jade cauldron is Meng Po soup?"

"No, that's the wine of death!"

Death wine?

This is not the same as folklore.

Chen Mu looked at it with interest, and then looked up at the center of the pavilion.

Through the bead curtain, a cold and solemn face that looked like it was cast from metal suddenly came into view. The black and gold colors are mottled and intertwined, like broken porcelain pieces.

There is a cluster of flowers between her eyebrows, as bright as the endless fiery red flowers on the shore.

The bright silver hands overlapped on the abdomen have distinct joints, like a machine puppet creation!

As if aware of Chen Mu's gaze, the other party's majestic and cold face suddenly turned towards Chen Mu.

In an instant, Chen Mu felt as if he was standing in front of a statue of a god that covered the sky and the sun. An invisible sense of oppression came over him, as if someone had grabbed his heart, and he froze in place and did not dare to move.

"Sir, don't dare to look too much!" Le Dian quickly tugged on Chen Mu's clothes.

Chen Mu suddenly came back to his senses and quickly lowered his head and looked away.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the opponent's hands with exposed joints and gaps, like mechanical creations, and couldn't help but change his expression.

"This Lord Meng Shenjun..."

"You know about the terracotta warriors and ghost soldiers, right?" Le Dian approached Chen Mu and whispered.

"That kind of paper figurines?" Chen Mu raised his eyebrows.

When he was in Jigucheng, he had met an acquaintance, the owner of Leyang Anle from Yupinxuan.

The other party likes soldiers, warriors and ghost soldiers very much, just like collecting figures. He has a whole cabinet of paper figurines and pottery figurines of various shapes.

"Could it be that this Lord Meng..." Chen Mu looked incredulous.

Le Dian shook his head: "Shenjun is not such a dead thing."

"It is said that the Divine Lord was inspired by Emperor Yama himself and has his own conscious spirit."

"It is so powerful that it can have tens of thousands of clones, and it has the same lifespan as the Yin Ming Heaven and Earth. It has been guarding all Naihe Bridges since ancient times."

"Even if the Lord of Yinshan Mansion is in front of you, you still have to address him as God Lord, and you don't dare to be disrespectful."

Chen Mu felt awe-inspiring, but also couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

I glanced at the opponent's hands that looked like mechanical creations from the corner of my eye, and the more I looked at them, the weirder they felt.

The machine puppet Po Meng?

Is this Po Meng too cyberpunk?