Twilight Boundary

"oh?"

Hearing that these two people were very confident, Hu Ma was also in awe: "Thank you!"

The City of Wasted Death is the inherent location of the underworld, and there are endless evil spirits and injustices within it. However, now, this place has been taken over by the Meng family and has been managed for a long time, becoming the Meng family's foothold in the underworld.

Even Brother Erguotou, who is so capable and wandering around in the underworld for nothing, has no idea how to enter this city of futile death. Now it is time to see what these ten surnames can do.

"Then please!"

Zhao Sanyi asked Hu Ma to pack his things and then led the way. Not long after, he arrived at the west end of the village and looked out from a distance.

Outside the village, there is still the misty underworld, with countless ghosts floating here and there, unconscious, and the huge City of Wasted Death is right in front of the village, looking at the endless, gloomy clouds, and vague It can be seen that there are evil spirits in armor patrolling back and forth on the city.

There were countless wandering souls in the underworld, and they drifted to the city of Fusi Death in confusion.

Suddenly, the evil ghost in the city stretched out its huge claws or opened its bloody mouth to devour him.

Wailing miserably, unable to resist.

Hu Ma just glanced at it, then turned around with a questioning look in her eyes.

"Hehe, brother, looking at it like this, do you really feel that the Meng family has the City of Wasted Death in its hands?"

Zhao Sanyi noticed Hu Ma's thoughts, but smiled lowly and said: "In fact, it is not the case. The City of Wasted Death was originally transformed by the will of the gods, and there are endless resentful ghosts and ghosts who should not die."

"Originally, your Hu family has the responsibility to pacify and eliminate the evil spirits of these unjust ghosts, but the road to reincarnation has been sealed, and you have stopped doing this long ago when you go to the ghost gate. This makes these unjust ghosts cry day and night, and their resentment does not diminish. Instead, it has become the most dangerous place in the underworld.”

"The Meng family has indeed come down and captured the City of Wasted Death, but let alone their surname, even if the ten surnames join forces, it is impossible to really make the resentful ghosts of this City of Wasted Death surrender. After all, where does the word resentment come from? Coming?"

"It's because of unwillingness that you develop resentment. If you have resentment, it's impossible to surrender. However, the Meng family also knows how powerful they are. They have arranged manpower to keep an eye on the surrounding area to prevent anyone from sneaking in."

"..."

"Is it difficult to subdue those who hold grudges?"

Hu Ma listened and felt that what he said made sense. She pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's..."

"Since the Meng family can't really conquer this city of futile death, it will be convenient for us."

Zhao Sanyi smiled lowly and said: "The City of Wrong Death is a place where resentful ghosts gather. All those ghosts whose lives should not be cut off and who are burdened with injustice and cannot be left in peace will naturally come here after entering the gate of ghosts, waiting for their resentments to dissipate. To be reincarnated as a judge.”

"So, there is no need for the Meng family to decide if you want to enter the City of In vain. As long as you seem qualified to enter the City of In vain, you will naturally go in. If you are not qualified, even if you enter, you will be discovered immediately."

"..."

Hu Ma listened with a solemn expression: "Then let's..."

Zhao Sanyi suddenly smiled and said: "It's simple. We have deceived this destiny, isn't it good?"

"Ah yo..."

Hearing this, Hu Ma couldn't help but feel admiration, and thought to herself: "He is indeed the ancestor of the Jig Sect..."

"When you open your mouth, your courage is extraordinary. You dare to deceive the heavens."

"Moreover, before people use this method, they can actually tell you the principle first. Unlike Miss Red Wine, although she also has a few unique skills in her hands, she is secretive when it comes to performing them, not daring to explain the key points, and dare not explain them. I hope others will see through the truth!”

"..."

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he said, "Then what should I do?"

"Haha, let's see what I am capable of. Brother, just listen to my orders and do whatever you want."

Zhao Sanyi said loudly, and when he came to the edge of the village, he suddenly raised his hand and pulled out a piece of black cloth two or three feet long from his sleeve.

He held one end of the black cloth in his hand, shook it on the spot and the black cloth stretched straight. Then Zhao Sanyi touched the other sleeve for a long time and took out a writing brush, which actually still had ink on it. He quickly put it on It was written on the black cloth.

A line of handwriting, with dragons and phoenixes dancing, can be vaguely seen where the person is, what the surname is, and how long the life span is.

After writing, he pulled the black cloth and covered it on the scarecrow that had been prepared nearby. Zhao Sanyi put the black cloth on the paper figure and whispered:

"You are originally from a wealthy family. You have a noble family and are loved by your brothers and sisters. However, you were deceived and sold to a brothel. Your family has been searching for several years and has no intention of finding a slave like you. It should be you who loves you so much. , wealth and love.”

"You escaped hard and found your home, only to find that the fake had taken up residence in your place. Although you confirmed your identity and returned home, your parents, brothers and sisters only loved the fake and despised you."

"You are cautious and careful in everything, but you are still framed and reprimanded, and you suffer terribly. One day, fake people kill people on the street, and the officials come to arrest them, but your parents, brothers and sisters ask you to take the blame. You don't want to, so you get two slaps. ”

"In the end, he was beaten unconscious, mute, and his head was covered with a black cloth. He was taken to the entrance of the vegetable market and was stabbed..."

"..."

"What the hell is this?"

Hu Ma was confused listening to it, but when she listened carefully, it was quite touching?

At this time, Zhao Sanyi spoke again and loudly asked the paper man covered in black cloth: "Are you unjust?"

As he cast the spell, the scarecrow covered in black cloth forgot that he was not a human being and started crying: "I am wronged, I am wronged, I am the real young master, my parents, my brothers, my sisters, why are we so biased?" Deny me and let me take the blame for that fake? "

"I'm wronged, I'm wronged. I was destined to be rich and noble, but I ended up suffering hardship. I received this knife early..."

"..."

While crying, I was really filled with resentment and resentment.

"The more injustice is yet to come..."

Zhao Sanyi said: "You don't exist in the first place. What I just said was all lies to you..."

"howl……"

The scarecrow under the black cloth shivered, and his resentment suddenly became ten times stronger, and he burst into tears: "Don't lie to me, and I won't leave until you redress my grievances..."

But Zhao Sanyi didn't care about that, but reached out and took off the black cloth on his body. The scarecrow inside fell to the ground, but it seemed to have forgotten that it was only pricked by straw, and kept wailing.

Afraid of being harmed by Zhao Sanyi again, he swung his stiff arms, jumped and jumped on the stick propped up under his body, and rushed towards the city of futile death. His cries became louder and louder, scaring away a group of dead souls.

"for you!"

Zhao Sanyi put the black cloth robe on Hu Ma and said, "Wearing this robe will earn his resentment."

"Now it wants to enter the City of Wasted Death, but it will definitely be stopped by those armored evil spirits. It doesn't matter. As soon as it approaches the City of Wasted Death, it will be remembered by the City of Wasted Death. If you wear his resentment and enter it, You can move around freely without restraint!”

"..."

Hu Ma was eye-opening: "Can it still be like this? How can I get in?"

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the scarecrow rushing to the city of Fu Shi and was immediately stopped.

But it was too unjust and its resentment was too deep. It was crying and making trouble just to get in. Even if it was torn apart, it would not be willing to do so.

"follow me……"

Zhao Sanyi took advantage of this opportunity and took Hu Ma to the east end of the village. From here, looking at the city of Wushitong, it seemed that he was behind the city of Wushitong. Then Zhao Sanyi led Huma straight out of the village and came to the front of the city of Wushitai.

The tall city wall that seemed to be real and illusory was faintly visible, and it was so majestic. But inside the city, he took out a piece of paper, tore a hole, and pasted it on the city wall. Then he silently recited a curse and tore the paper violently. When I came down, the holes in the paper were actually left on the city wall.

He stretched out his hand and said, "Just get through it."

"..."

"?"

Hu Ma, who was just praising the Zhao family for their ability, was stunned: "You just said something so nice and acted so beautifully, but the way to send me to the City of Wasted Death is to get in?"

"this……"

Zhao Sanyi looked a little embarrassed and said, "Keep your voice down. No one else knows, so you can get in anyway."

"Besides, look at this hole..."

"...If it weren't for the great ability of our Zhao family, who could turn the City of Fusi into a hole?"

"..."

Next to him, Chen Abao said, "What's the change? Didn't you sneak over here two days ago and dig it?"

Zhao Sanyi suddenly blushed and shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

"Okay, okay, please stop arguing at this time..."

Hu Ma took a deep breath, turned around and glanced at the hole, and said, "Just drill..."

"But didn't you say you could help me find Tieguanyin... that evil spirit? How can I find her after I go in?"

"..."

"I have a way..."

Chen Abao snorted, took off his own head, handed it to Hu Ma, and said, "Take me with you!"

"ah?"

Hu Ma was a little frightened and didn't know whether he should take it.

Chen Abao stuffed his hands forward and said, "Take it with you, don't worry, I won't bite anyone casually."

'No, you'd be scared even if you didn't bite...'

Hu Ma was feeling a little numb, and he thought to himself, no wonder the Chen family in Jiangtou got the name of such a living ghost...

Seeing the weird look on Hu Ma's face, Zhao Sanyi beside him felt a little helpless. He was afraid that Chen Abao would be angry again, so he hurriedly persuaded: "Take it with you. It is true that she is the only one who can help you find that evil spirit!"

Hu Ma had no choice but to stretch out her hand to take it. Chen Abao said again: "Be careful, don't pull my hair. I don't have much hair left."

Hu Ma simply pulled a corner of the black robe and pocketed her inside.

Chen Abao nodded with satisfaction, then turned to look at Zhao Sanyi and said, "Don't eat my tofu!"

Zhao Sanyi glanced at her remaining body with disgust, and said angrily: "Look at it from the side, is there any tofu?"

Chen Abao was immediately furious, and sharp fangs sprouted from his mouth. Hu Ma was really helpless. He didn't know how long the two of them would quarrel. He hurriedly took her head and said: "You two , let’s get down to business first!”

As he said that, he drilled into the hole, and in an instant, he seemed to be sucked in by an invisible force.

At the same moment, in the city of Fu Shi, there was a luxurious and exquisitely decorated place. Outside the door was endless howling ghosts, but inside was a warm and comfortable hall. A pair of plain white palms slowly put down the tea cup in their hands.

With a calm look on his face, a smile appeared on his lips: "Here he comes!"