After a while, maybe it was too cold and numb, or maybe it was dead so I couldn't feel anything. My consciousness gradually became blurred, and I felt in a daze that I seemed to be in the darkness. I couldn't sense my existence. There seemed to be a dripping sound around me, which was particularly harsh in the quiet silence. I groped to stand up, but it was just in vain. I didn't know how long I had been lying down, and suddenly a sound rang out: "Do you want to continue?"

I didn't know what he was referring to, but just replied in a daze, and then there was no sound. After a long time, just when I thought the previous sound was just an hallucination, he said, "It's rare, then you go back." As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a force lifting me up and throwing me to somewhere. The force was gentle, not as if I wanted to harm me; of course, even if I wanted to harm me, I couldn't do anything, because when I was in the air, I suddenly felt a headache and fainted.

But before I fell asleep, I felt that the sound was particularly familiar, and it seemed that I could hear this sound every day.

Time is elusive, and I don’t know how long I have been sleeping. Anyway, when I woke up, I felt that I had arrived at a strange place. I got up vaguely and realized that I was lying in the flowers. The sky was dark and the flowers around me were even more bright red. I was stunned for a quarter of an hour before stumbled and stood up slowly on a stone pier next to me. Now the most urgent task is to figure out where I am. After all, I seemed to have suffered a death disaster with the old man Xihua before.

The result was expected, but I didn't expect that I didn't die at the hands of the old man Xihua in the end, but was defeated by Miss Xu and took the lead in killing me.

Now that I think about it carefully, I don’t feel strange - Old Man Xihua wants to sacrifice me to the formation, but Miss Xu doesn’t let him become a god, and she can’t beat him, so I have to find another way and solve me first. It’s a good plan. But here… I tentatively released spiritual perception to the surroundings, but there is nothing around me. It’s too quiet and weird. Therefore, even if my mind is exhausted, I have to try my best to cheer up and concentrate and pay attention to the movements around me.

After about a stick of incense, I suddenly felt something strange behind me, so I quickly looked back. Some time later, a man with a long black hat suddenly appeared behind, with the hat saying 'The world is peaceful'. He was a little short, but he was fat and had a dark face, as if he had a layer of black paper on his face. I felt that this outfit was familiar, but I couldn't remember it for a while. In addition, it was not very polite to stare at someone for a long time, so I just looked at him for a short time, then raised my smile and bowed, and asked in a very kind way: "Your Excellency?"

He avoided my courtesy quietly, and then replied coldly: "Fan Wujiu, if you don't mind, just call me "Eighth Master". "I raised my eyebrows and felt a little strange. He had avoided my courtesy before, no matter what the reason was, at least it also showed that he himself did not want to be superior to me or anyone else, but he also asked me to call him "Eighth Master", which can be regarded as a respectful title...

I laughed and shouted seriously: "Bao Master." I was quite respectful on my face, but I didn't agree with it in my heart. No matter whether he was "Bao Master" or "Ninth Master", it was just a title, and it would be a good idea to me. Besides, now on other people's territory, I have to restrain my temper no matter what I do. I can't be too unscrupulous.

After hearing this, the Eighth Master laughed strangely, and it was strange that I couldn't see any expression on his face that seemed to be covered in paper, but I felt surprisingly that he was really laughing. He responded, then reached out to support me and led me forward. I looked at him carefully, then plucked up the courage to inquire: "Eighth Master, where is this? Where is the next... going?"

For some reason, I felt that he was laughing again, but I had no evidence. I said in vernacular terms that people laughed, wouldn’t it be boring to themselves, so I had to stare at him with great aggrievance. After a while, he nodded with great enlightenment and said, “Well, yes… I don’t seem to have explained to you yet. This is the underworld. You should have been like other souls, and you should have judged your merits and demerits before your life. Only those who have full of merits can barely get a chance to be reincarnated. What’s more, you may not be able to get a chance to be reincarnated until your soul is gone…”

Seeing that the man seemed to be in a constant state, I quickly interrupted him and asked, "What about now?"

He paused, and then continued with a stern look: "But now that the King of Hell doesn't accept you, and is willing to let you go back, you shouldn't have been blessed for eighteen lifetimes. This time, this is an exception." I probably understood a little, but everything is concerned with the origin of cause and effect, so I was surprised for a moment and asked: "What's the reason? It's impossible that the King of Hell sees that I am too handsome, so I can't bear to accept me?"

The Eighth Master twitched the corner of his mouth, and then replied strangely after a while: "Maybe this is the case!"

I grew up at the right time and felt incredible: "No! The King of Hell really likes me!... By the way, this is the underworld, and you are dressed in this way. Could it be that you are the legendary "Black Impermanence", so what about Bai Wuchang? Hasn't Black Impermanence always been Meng Buliujian?" At this point, I suddenly remembered that no wonder I didn't notice the slightest anger when I woke up. The underworld was full of dead objects, so how could I feel angry?

The Eighth Master was stunned for a moment, patted my head, and said, "My Lord is not a broken sleeve, you must not speculate more." Speaking of this, he seemed a little powerless, and then continued, "Bai Wuchang drank too much yesterday, so he was off work today." I 'oh' for a moment, but didn't want to get to the bottom of it, and asked, "By the way, I am a dead person. Isn't it against the way of heaven to put me back?"

He looked at me strangely, waved his hand and said, "This is not something you have to worry about. If you swim through that river in front, you can go back."

I looked at the river with interest and asked, "Is the Forgetful River? Then when I woke up, the flower bushes I saw were the other side of the river, and that road should be the Huangquan Road?" The Eighth Master nodded slightly and said, "That's right."

After getting the answer, I turned around in surprise, looked at the way I came, and said in amazement: "So this is the legendary Huangquan Road, Wangchuan River and Naihe Bridge! There should be Wangxiangtai and Mengpoting at the end of the bridge?" He nodded again and said: "It's true." I smiled and wanted to say something else. The Eighth Master finally couldn't help it, and he was still in a serious attitude: "By the way, your brother Yuge is coming soon, are you planning to say hello to him before leaving?"

I turned around suddenly, feeling extremely frightened: "What do you mean?"

The Eighth Master nodded slightly and whispered, "If you went earlier, you might be able to save me." I reacted and cursed myself, looked at the Wangchuan River in front of me, then looked back at the Eighth Master, and then said, "I heard that the Naihe Bridge is divided into three layers, the upper layer is red, the middle layer is black, the lower layer is black, the lower layer is the more dangerous, and there are lonely ghosts who cannot be reborn. When I was born, I went to the upper layer, and half of good and evil went to the middle layer. Those who do evil will go to the lower layer. You also asked me to walk to the Wangchuan River at the bottom. Isn't this my life?"

He 'tsk' and argued with me seriously: "You also say it's the Naihe Bridge. Although the Wangchuan River is one with the Naihe Bridge, it is not the same. The Wangchuan River... is more dangerous."

I 'ah' for a moment, and I didn't react: "What do you mean?" Eighth Master waved the mourning stick in his hand and said lightly: "That's right. Although my master intends to help you, he must avoid some of the ways of heaven and not be too blatant, right? So you wade through the Forgetful River without having to drink Mengpo soup, so you don't have to break the rules of my underworld. You can also go back to the world. You and I are all happy, wouldn't it be fun?" I looked at him mournfully, wanting to ask him if there is another way to go.

But he slowly tidied up the long hat on his head, and replied indifferently: "Hurry up! Otherwise, I will really come to meet you."

Thinking of this, I finally abandoned the habit of being indecisive in the past, wiped my forehead, and left without looking back. Of course, before leaving, I said to the Hei Wuchang: "Are you short and there will be a date later." When I heard the sound of jumping foot behind, I couldn't help laughing. It was not until this time that I suddenly remembered that there was indeed a record in ancient books - "Are you a fat person" and "Are you a slight person". I respected him as "Eight Master" or "Are you a slight person".

Although I didn't feel disrespectful to call him "Nao Ye", I couldn't help laughing out loud when I heard the gritting teeth behind me.
Chapter completed!