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By the bridge of Naihe.

Bai Yujun sat on the railing when she was tired from standing. The unknown material was like bluestone, and the railing was carved with lifelike dragons. Sitting was a bit uncomfortable. Whether she was rushing to reincarnate ghosts or ghosts who had not yet drunk water, the goddess of wonder would be unrestrained.

Sit on the railing and listen to Po Meng's ramblings, saying something she doesn't understand.

"Except for those ferocious beasts, they are actually very beautiful. The phoenix flies in the sky, the dragon travels through the clouds and the sea, the unicorn, the Chongming bird, and Bi Fang, but unfortunately they are almost invisible..."

At the head of the bridge, Bai stared blankly at the rapidly rotting fruit in his hand.

Granny Meng is still talking.

"Perhaps... the ancient species only belonged to the ancient times. They were powerful and terrifying, but they couldn't stand up to intrigues and backstabbing. You have to adapt to the years if you live, otherwise you will be ruthlessly eliminated."

On this point, Bai Yujun deeply agrees, if you can't keep up with the times, you have to finish the game.

But the ancient beasts also represent tyranny and invincibility, as long as they are cautious enough, cruel and cunning, they can always live well, at worst, they hide and laugh to watch the tide ebb and flow.

Ancient species have a long lifespan and are not afraid of the life limit, so hide them to watch the fun.

Suddenly remembered that there were four other members of the same race.

"There are still four dragons in the sea area of ​​the Dragon Clan. Many gods in the heavens know it. It is said that they are currently serving in the four seas."

Granny Meng shook her head when she heard this.

"Those four little dragons have long forgotten how to be dragons, and their insistence and thinking run counter to the real dragon. Although I don't know what to do with the real dragon, the four of them have definitely gone astray. Just remember to be yourself."

"That's it..."

A certain white pondered, a few casual words from the old lady always contained a lot of information.

The slender legs dangling on the railing gradually became quiet, trying to digest what Granny Meng said. She is definitely a real ancient god, and the specific past is unknown.

Maybe Po Meng hasn't seen a dragon for a long time.

When you see a living dragon, it is inevitable to say a few words, don't try to guess with a mortal's head what the big man thinks.

Maybe she simply wants to chat with the dragon, and her attitude towards endangered species is different from usual, who knows that one day she will wake up and never see the dragon again.

The spirits of more than fifty heavenly prisoners drank Mengpo soup and fell into the vortex.

A certain dragon girl who threw away the shriveled and rotten fruit had an idea, what would happen if she threw a brick into the vortex?

It seems very interesting!

Elderly Meng Po thinks that this dragon has some misunderstanding about reincarnation, and it is not a good thing that the eyes are shining...

"Ahem..."

He coughed twice to signal Moulong not to think about it.

Bai Yujun quickly jumped off and ran to the old woman's side.

"Grandma, why are you coughing, sit down and drink some soup."

He casually scooped up a ladle of water from the side and handed it forward.

"..."

Po Meng and the handy boys were stunned, the heavenly soldiers couldn't bear to look directly at them, and the pace of many ghosts slowed down by half a beat. While worrying, all the gods and ghosts were probably thinking about what would happen if Po Meng drank the soup.

The old man rubbed his forehead wondering how the ancient dragon clan became extinct.

"You can go to the ghost town, I'm too busy here, go, the underworld is different from the yang world."

"Oh well."

Bai Yujun bent down to salute.

Not only because the other party said a lot to me, but also because she is a rare ancient god with a good reputation. It is a kind of politeness for a junior to visit a virtuous senior.

Granny Meng smiled, very satisfied with the respect of a certain dragon, and waved her hand to indicate that there is no need to be polite.

Gather the heavenly soldiers to meet the densely packed ghosts and go retrograde, and walk across the Naihe Bridge to the ghost town of Fengdu. After the mission is completed, you can take the opportunity to visit the underworld to see what hell torture is.

Due to their limited strength, the heavenly soldiers don't like ghost towns very much, so they found a magic circle to rest for a while.

Bai Yujun wandered into the city by herself.

The main tone is gray and black, dull and depressing, filled with gloom and lifelessness, even the couplets on both sides of the street are written on white paper, it is always difficult to use red paper in a ghost town, it is no different from white banners used for weddings.

The high black city wall on the periphery is not straight.

The streets in the city are spacious and the gray and black buildings on both sides are tall.

There are no stars, sun and moon, only the dense will-o'-the-wisp lighting.

It reminded me of the underground fissure where I once won the overlord of Black Fist. That place is full of ghosts, but compared with the real Fengdu ghost town, it can be regarded as a paradise on earth.

The gray signboard is covered with a black cloth, and the white couplet is hung with paper streamers.

The customers are all ghost soldiers, ghost generals and ghost officials. Occasionally, you can see some human ghost cultivators who somehow come in. Their black and gray coats are as dark as the sky above them.

In the whole street, only Bai Yujun was wearing a white fairy armor with golden patterns, emitting a faint fluorescent light all over her body.

Very conspicuous.

Fengdu Ghost City is not a plain terrain, it has ups and downs and covers a very large area.

In particular, the residences of the Yan Lords in the city are high and raised hills, and there are two steep and sharp peaks piercing into the gray sky where the top cannot be seen. The long city wall surrounds the hill and the two sharp peaks, which feels... weird.

I saw shops with restaurant signboards.

If you want to taste the special snacks of the underworld, go up to watch.

"This……"

Put raw white rice in it, stick the chopsticks straight up, and a large bowl of water.

Forget it, don't eat.

The underworld can’t eat anything else because of this feature, maybe there is plant ash. A certain white said that he understands and respects the customs of the other party. After death, it must be different from before life.

Unconsciously, he walked to the long hill in the city. From here, he happened to see the towering and sharp peaks on both sides of the hill, and he stopped for some reason.

I want to ask ghosts about things.

Seeing an old ghost approaching from the opposite side, he stepped forward to inquire. The old man must know a lot.

"Old man, please ask me something."

The old ghost suddenly backed away, as if Bai Yujun could eat it, his legs trembled and his face was pale, although he was already very pale and his eyes were frightened.

"Don't... don't come here..."

"Don't be afraid, old man, I'm just asking you something."

Bai Yujun knew that she was full of blood and had a priesthood, so she was very afraid of ordinary ghosts getting close.

"I don't know anything... I really don't know..."

Hearing the words, Bai Yujun was taken aback. How could she not know anything at such a young age?

Rubbing his little hands together, he produced a ball of pure yang spiritual power, the most pure and most yang, condensed by the Taoist heart method of the authentic Shenhua Mountain Chunyang Palace, recognized by the Taoist fairy mountain.

"Look at me, this is a rare pure yang elixir. Take one to refresh your mind. Would you like to have one?"

The old ghost was so frightened on the spot that he felt black all over his body, and his words were even worse.

"Hey, that fairy general, don't scare him. Of course he doesn't know anything since he died less than ten days ago. If you want to know anything, you can ask me. There is nothing in Fengdu that I don't know."

Turning his head and looking, standing next to him was a fat baby under two years old wearing a bellyband, with braids on his head and bare feet, with his hands crossed over his chest, a typical image of a snake.

"You know? How long have you been dead?"

"Don't underestimate ghosts, I have been dead for more than three hundred years, and I am very familiar with Fengdu."

"..."

Well, this is the real old ghost, the underworld is really different.

Let the old man go and put away the pure yang spiritual power ball.

"I want to inquire about something. Those two mountain peaks are so strange. Do they have names?"

"Of course there is. It's called Shuangyin Mountain."

"Shuangyin Mountain..."

"That's right, but they have another name. Most of the ghosts in the city don't know it. I also heard my grandfather's father mention it once."

Bai Yujun gave up on calculating her seniority.

"Oh? What's your name?"

"Dragon Horn Peak."

"what!"