Weird Regulator

This is just the gate of hell, the first stop in the underworld.

The seven clerks each received a token from the sinister man. There was no difference. They were all assigned to the "City of Undeserved Death".

"Where is the City of Death in vain?"

Ji Li didn't know much about this, but looking at Chang Nian's expression, he could guess that this was not a good place.

Chang Nian heard the words and was about to speak when he saw the hazy feeling downstairs at the Gate of Hell appeared again, this time a large number of evil spirits poured in.

But these ghosts are not the ferocious and strange ghosts they usually see in their missions.

On the contrary, there is no big difference between them and living people, but this is only superficial.

For example, the ghost that was the first to walk in had its head suddenly disconnected from its neck within a few steps, but it felt no pain.

Instead, he searched the ground with his hands for a long time before pressing his head back to its original position.

It is conceivable that it may have died in this way, and other ghosts may have similar situations.

The clerks stepped back to make way for the ghosts who had just come to report, and hid outside the edge to continue discussing.

Chang Nian looked at Ji Li's face, and then said with a bad expression:

“I heard rumors that there are two ways to travel to the underworld.

One is to walk on the road to hell, passing through Wangxiang Terrace, Evil Dog Leader, Jinji Mountain, Sansheng Stone, Naihe Bridge, and finally entering Fengdu City to accept the final hearing and reincarnation.

The other kind belongs to the unjust souls who died prematurely before their yangshou.

For example, suicide, disaster, war, accident, murder, victimization, etc. Those who die unjustly are called unjust deaths.

The City of Unjust Death is actually a prison, where these unjust souls are imprisoned until the end of their original life span.

But... the City of Wasted Death is the fourteenth level of hell. If you enter it, you will be punished until the end of your life span, and you will be reincarnated again. "

Chang Nian said a lot in one breath. This was also heard from hearsay, and I don't know whether it is accurate.

But now that the underworld is here, anything can happen.

"Then what kind of punishment will the city suffer?" Tian Xiaoyu huddled behind Chang Nian and asked softly.

"How a person dies depends on the same death method. For example, if you drown, you will drown again and again in the next few decades."

Chang Nian didn't dare to think too much. She still didn't want to believe that she had really come to hell, but the current situation seemed to be going on as she had guessed.

"Then we...are not dead at all, how can we be punished?" Dong Yuan frowned, and she raised a seemingly nonsensical, but extremely important question.

From Dong Yuan's words, Ji Li realized the difficulty of his current situation.

"We must not go to the City of Wasted Death. We are here to do a mission, not to be punished. We don't have enough time.

The second thing is that our identity is fake, and ordinary characters may not be able to see through it, but I guess the existence above the bull-headed horse face can be seen through at a glance.

You must not come into direct contact with them, otherwise you will definitely die. "

This is the underworld. Judging from the previous ghost missions, it already has strength that they can hardly match.

But next, a large number of Yin soldiers will appear, which can also be regarded as a ghost tide.

The ghost tide is not over yet, it is followed by the bull-headed horse-face, followed by the black and white impermanence, the judge, and even the King of Yama.

The ghost tide cannot be resisted by the strength of the Seventh Branch, let alone those heavyweight and mythical beings behind them. Even if one appears, they will not be able to deal with it.

"Irrespective of whether we can avoid going to Wusheng City, even if we take the road to hell, we will eventually enter Fengdu City.

We will encounter these existences sooner or later. This is simply not true! "

Yu Guo's face was ashen. No one was thinking about the authenticity of the underworld in front of him now, as long as he lived.

Ji Li slowly closed his eyes. The current seventh branch was too weak. Even though they had brought out all the sinful items in the branch during this trip, it was still useless.

Now Yu Guo has the script and perfume bottle in his hand, and Chang Nian has the black umbrella in his hand, but apart from the creativity of the script, he has no ability to resist powerful ghosts head-on.

Fang Shenyan, the most powerful criminal in the entire branch, has already claimed his master. No one can use him until he dies.

"We have to find the fifth branch and take the initiative. This is the only way!"

Ji Li now understands the reality that relying on the strength of the Seventh Branch alone, they will definitely die during this trip, with no possibility of survival.

Then only the fifth branch is left. They have been stuck at the two-star hotel level for a long time. Although the progress is slow, the foundation is deep.

Moreover, this is their promotion task, and they will definitely spend all their wealth to challenge it.

In other words, only by finding the fifth branch and using their power can it be possible to return from the underworld to the sun.

"The question now is, how can we not go to the City of Wasted Death!" Chang Nian stabilized the general's mind in time and solved the immediate problem first.

It was obviously arranged by the hotel. They were all set to be people who died in vain. It is estimated that in a short while, the evil spirits will show up and detain them and go to the city of vain death.

time is limited.

Ji Li didn't regard this problem as a difficult problem. He already had a countermeasure in his mind and pouted at the group of ghosts receiving the tokens.

"Chang Nian used his umbrella to collect all these ghosts and snatched their tokens!"

"This..." Chang Nian hesitated.

Except for the crime objects, even these little devils are beyond the reach of the store clerks, so even if they use up an opportunity, there is no regret.

But this idea is absolutely shocking. This is the underworld. Do you want to do it here?

What's more, behind the gate of hell, there is still a sinister plot!

"It's just an evildoer. If we don't contain it, it will be exposed sooner or later. Even if we can't hide it, we will already be on the road to hell."

Ji Li's eyes became sharp. Time was very urgent. If he delayed it any longer, he would be afraid that the person responsible for escorting him would soon arrive.

Chang Nian did not hesitate this time. Fortunately, there were not many new ghosts to report. Counting the ghosts, there were only five or six, which was within the range of the umbrella.

Opening the umbrella, she waved it towards the gate of hell once, and everything in front of her was suddenly cleared.

Only a table and a chair were left in place, and the original ghosts had long been stored in the umbrella.

…

On the road to Huangquan, there was no sun, moon, or stars. There was only dimness and deathly silence.

This is the most comfortable environment I have seen along the way, although it is not very beautiful.

But there is always a sense of familiarity when the surroundings are approaching dusk in the human world.

Ji Li carried the coffin and walked forward. He lowered his body and touched the loess path under his feet, picking up a grain of sand.

The roads on both sides are filled with blood-red flowers. They are the flowers of the other side, and they are the only scenery on this Huangquan Road.

The petals growing upward one by one are like the fingers of a living person pointing to the sky, eager to seize life, but unfortunately it guides the dead souls into the netherworld.

"If nothing goes wrong, our next stop will be Wangxiang Terrace, which is not very dangerous. The most dangerous ones are the Evil Dog Leader and Jinji Mountain behind it."

Chang Nian's face was a little dry from the sand and gravel. She held her chest, which was still in severe pain, and spoke softly.

Ji Li gently brushed the coffin behind him. He was thinking about the mysterious places along the way. Which of them could be laid out using script objects? It would be best to set up a return point.

At this moment, a rapid sound of horse hooves came from behind them, and the dust was noisy. Ji Li even felt the ground shaking.

The clerks turned around unconsciously. Since they walked onto Huangquan Road, they have not seen another figure. This is the only one.

But they couldn't help but feel guilty. After all, they had snatched the right to go to Huangquan Road, and those who came on horseback were probably of unusual status, so they could only pray that they were passing by.

Unfortunately, things always backfired. The figure on horseback got closer and closer, and a dark-faced man wearing black armor stopped in front of the shop assistants.

The momentum brought by this gaze is no less than the pressure of the two ghosts, and I am afraid it is also an extraordinary sinister difference.

It crossed every clerk's face one by one until it settled in front of Ji Li and never moved again.

Ji Li's heart skipped a beat, as expected, something happened again, and this time it seemed that it was for him.

"You, follow me."

"Where to go?"

"Abi Hell."