Jiang Qingyu suddenly remembered that last time in the Peach Blossom Secret Realm, fourth senior brother Tang Yuan also opened the gate of hell once. Could it be...
As if he understood what she was thinking, Tang Yuan explained with an embarrassed look: "The ghost gate in the Peach Blossom Secret Realm last time was not the real ghost gate, but my ghost realm."
When the ghost path reaches a certain level, you can open up a field, which is equivalent to space magic.
In the ghost realm, it is a realm of its own, and the scene can be transformed according to the owner's wishes.
The ghost realm in Tang Yuan's mind is probably similar to the underworld, so even the ghost gate has been recreated.
Jiang Qing made a sound of surprise and looked up at the "Ghost Gate". This gate seemed to be independent. There were no walls around it. It stood at the end of Huangquan Road.
The door panels are dark and shiny, resembling coffin panels. There are two doors in total. There is only one crack open at the moment, and all the ghosts who enter squeeze in through this crack.
On both sides of the door, like a city gate, there are two stone statues sitting on the left and right, but they are not stone lions, but lifelike statues of Tingting.
Just as Jiang Qing was sizing up his eyes, the statue of Di Ting suddenly lit up with a burst of dazzling white light, causing the ghost to retreat. From among the stone statues, Di Ting slowly walked down the stone platform. With every step he took, the hair on the unicorn's feet trembled. So does the snow-white mane on his neck.
When it completely walked out of the stone statue and came to Wu Lingjun's side, it mouthed the human words: "The distinguished guest is coming, please invite us to meet in the underworld."
Then he faced Yayin Tangyuan and the others and said, "Welcome the return of the Lord and the judge!"
After saying that, he got out of the way, and the closed door of hell also rumbled open!
Jiang Qingyu shuddered as a cold air penetrated his body. Inside the gate of ghosts, there was a scene that resembled the human world, with gorgeous colored lanterns in the buildings and the ghost people coming and going. It was all peaceful and beautiful, except for the cold wind that could not help but push back. I poured it into my neck, but everything else was fine.
Di Ting did not return to the stone statue, but led the way for them. Whether intentionally or not, they passed by the Naihe Bridge and met the legendary Meng Po who made soup, as well as the second senior brother Ya Yin and the fourth senior brother Tang Yuan. Each person also received a bowl of soup, which was said to restore their memory.
Listen carefully, a few of them have not been offended by the blind brat.
In the underworld, there are ten palaces of kings of hell, judges, bull heads and horse faces, black and white, and all those with important official positions were invited to come by listening to a word.
They are all ghosts, immortals, ghost kings and ghost emperors. The ghost energy in their bodies is restrained, so there is no cold outside in the underworld.
Tang Yuan had been to Hades several times before. He glanced at the faces. Some of them were very familiar, as if he had encountered them several times before.
Crow Yin even saw two familiar ghosts. In the Linghua mirror, he had summoned two black and white impermanences. They were also in the team now. They were shrinking their necks. After their eyes met, they smiled at him in a flattering way. .
Later, he recovered part of his memory, which was also related to these two black and white impermanences.
That day, after he had buried his mother Su Dai, and was about to leave, two ghosts opened the ghost door and, following the command of the King of Hell, brought him a drop of Su Dai's ghost tear. It happened that the drop of ghost tear fell on the Begonia flower he had raised. On the top, the flowers are nourished by sufficient yin energy and bloom immediately.
Flowers bloom and memories return.
In this way, he remembered the Judge's Pen and everything related to it.
Today, all the kings of hell from the ten palaces are here, but his memory has not been completely restored and he looks nervous.
While scanning, one of them smiled at him with a beautiful face, and he smiled back, thinking that this person looked familiar, maybe they had known each other before.
The leader of the Ten Palaces of Hell took the lead and said: "Welcome our Lord back to the underworld!"
A group of ghosts echoed in unison, and then the judges cried to Crow Yin: "Chief Judge! You are finally back!!!"
Crow Yin froze, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually solidified and disappeared. He suddenly remembered a scene, a scene of a group of ghosts holding his feet and crying...
Suddenly, it seemed that it didn't matter whether I could return to this underworld.
The ten kings of hell seemed to be used to seeing such scenes, and they said with some empathy: "Thank you for your hard work, Chief Judge. We have all suffered greatly in the years since you were absent."
"Yes, the chief judge has worked hard in the past. You have too many talented people. You'd better recover your status as soon as possible to bear all this. We really can't bear it..."
"I apologize for my unreasonable behavior in the past because I don't know the chief judge's suffering. From now on, if anyone dares to say that you have a bad temper, I will definitely get angry with him!"
The ten princes of hell were all talking, and only the one with a beautiful face just smiled and said nothing.
Every one of these people said something, and the pictures in Crow Yin's mind would appear from time to time, all related to them.
Tang Yuan did not recover his memory. He looked at the scene in confusion and murmured: "No, am I not Lord Ming? Why did the compliment just disappear after a few words? Could it be that... I am just a mascot?"
Song Wu held his hand sympathetically and said, "There seems to be a sense of truth..."
At this time, Di Ting said: "Didn't Po Meng give you and the chief judge a bowl of soup earlier? It can restore your memory. Drink it quickly. You will know after you finish it."
Tang Yuan staggered two steps, helped Song Wu stand firm, took out the soup and drank it in one gulp, leaving not a drop left. Memories poured out from the depths of his memory like a flood breaking through a bank.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and understood everything.
It turns out...it turns out! Tang Yuan took three steps and two steps at a time, ran to Crow Yin, and shouted: "Uncle!"
"You don't know, those on the 18th floor are getting more and more..." The voice of Judge A, who was crying, became lower and lower, until it became silent.
The ten judges each took a step back. Even the one who was smiling and silent couldn't help but put away his smile and took a step back solemnly. The judge looked smaller, while the judges wanted to escape from this place.
All I saw was that Crow Yin didn't say a word, but his face was getting worse and darker, and he didn't say a word, but it seemed like he had said everything...
After a while, Ya Yin raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. The smile looked normal, but everyone onlookers thought it was weird, but Jiang Qingyu was very familiar with it. This smile...
Isn't this the smile that the second senior brother had when he first learned to laugh after his face had been paralyzed for a long time?
Of course, what is even more unexpected is the relationship between the fourth senior brother and the second senior brother. They are actually uncle-nephew!
Crow Yin was still thinking about why in the memory that suddenly appeared just now, he was always so strict with Tang Yuan, and it seemed that he had more rights than Tang Yuan, and he often taught Tang Yuan a cold face.
Especially the scene that made him black-faced. Tang Yuan hugged his leg and cried so hard that he begged him to help manage the underworld. Then he was impeached by a group of people for trying to seize the throne of underworld and so on.
Just from the first few scenes, he himself felt that he had some plans for the position of Lord Ming, but who would have thought that he and Tang Yuan were actually uncle-nephew relations among relatives!
Still dear!
