"Is there anyone alive?"
"No one survived."
"Can I recruit the souls of the dead?"
"No response."
"Can you find the whereabouts of Taoist Xuanxiao?"
"The subordinates are incompetent."
It was still the abandoned inn, the lights had been extinguished long ago, and the house was empty. Only Wuhuan's body was still alive in the mud in front of the door, and his empty eyes reflected the dark night sky.
A middle-aged man with three long beards who looked quite elegant leaned over and closed his eyes for him. After listening clearly to the questions and answers next to him, he lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then stood up again with a solemn voice.
"Go ahead and put all actions against that person in the sect on hold for the time being."
"Leader! You must not do this!"
The people next to him were startled and hurriedly objected.
"How can I not avenge my young master?! I am willing to issue a military order..."
But the elegant man stopped shouting.
"Shut up!"
His voice was vaguely angry.
"I have already lost a son, and I cannot break another arm. From today on, everything in the religion will be based on the saint's affairs. Unless it is absolutely necessary, no extraneous matters will be allowed!"
Even so resolutely, no matter as a father or the leader of the White Lotus Sect, it is impossible to let go of the hatred so easily.
After saying this, he turned his gaze to the distant mountains that were blurry in the night.
As if searching for an enemy who has disappeared without a trace.
But he never imagined that Li Changan was already in another world at this time.
"People are humane, and ghosts are humane."
"The two worlds of Yin and Yang are connected in many ways, but they are not the same. For example, from Echeng to Juzhou, they may be thousands of miles apart in the Yang world, but they may be close to each other in the underworld, and vice versa..."
In the team holding the banner with the word "Yan", the ghost general named Lou Cheng was chatting. Li Changan suddenly nodded, understanding why Yan Xinglie could promise to rush to Juzhou, thousands of miles away, overnight.
After dealing with the invading White Lotus cult members, Yan Xinglie took Li Changan to a mountain temple, and then plunged into the underworld!
As for this Lou Cheng, according to Yan Xinglie, he was also his former subordinate. He unfortunately died on the battlefield ten years ago. After his death, he was favored by the Lord of Hell and became a ghost official of His Highness. However, I heard that Yan Xinglie became a messenger and was in Quantai. Recruiting the old troops, he simply gave up his position and returned to Yan Xinglie's command.
After ten years, Lou Cheng can be regarded as an old ghost. He is quite familiar with the various ways of the underworld, and he can answer Li Changan's questions.
After talking about the difference between yin and yang, he started talking about the various taboos in the underworld, breaking them apart one by one and crushing them into pieces, explaining them in great detail. This is not only for the living person Li Changan, but also for the newcomer Yan Xinglie.
But after he spoke so earnestly that his tongue was stretched out most of the way, he turned around and realized that the two "students" didn't listen at all.
Yan Xinglie was full of revenge and had no other thoughts.
Li Changan, on the other hand, had arrived in this underworld for the first time and was fascinated by the new scenery.
It was completely different from the dark and gloomy place I imagined.
The underworld in front of you is filled with soft shimmering light, making the near areas clear and the distance hazy. Above the head, there is an entire inverted sky like an eggshell, and the "sun" is a hole dug in the shell, from which soft light like gauze and mist pours down.
And under the feet, there is an endless wilderness, with nothing else on it, only a kind of flower with long petals growing, blooming like a solidified flame, blooming lively, covering the sky and reaching the end of the sky.
Could it be Duyaocao, or Manzhushahua?
Li Changan saw that it was delicate and cute, and he bent down to pick one, but as soon as his fingertips touched it, the flower branch trembled on its own, and it actually wandered away from his fingertips.
This is somewhat interesting.
"Taoist Master."
Suddenly, Lou Cheng next to him asked.
"Is it beautiful?"
This question is so confusing that the Taoist priest doesn't know whether he is asking about the flower alone or the scenery of the underworld, but both can be answered in the same sentence.
"Don't be too showy."
Unexpectedly, Lou Cheng smiled and said: "Since Taoist Master likes it, you have to be careful."
Be careful?
"It's like a ghost who likes to change his appearance and confuse people." He had a relaxed posture on the saddle, and there seemed to be a hidden meaning in his smile. "This Netherworld will also turn its back."
What does it mean?
While Li Changan was still waiting to ask more questions, the team suddenly stopped. He raised his head and found a lonely gate tower standing in the sea of flowers in front of him.
The Taoist priest was not surprised, probably because he also passed through such a tower when he came to the underworld.
When the army comes here, Juzhou must be opposite the city gate.
But Yan Xinglie did not rush through the city gate at this moment, but took out a roll of roster.
"Wang Xiaoer, Zhang Dahu, Xu Ding, Zhao Wu, Wang Long..."
Lou Cheng explained: "It's not a war. There is no need to send out a large army to avoid disturbing the place."
The Taoist priest thought for a moment that this was indeed the case, but he soon discovered that these named Yin soldiers and Yin generals included infantry, archers, cavalry, and personal guards. The composition was too complicated.
And every one of them either looked excited or gritted their teeth.
"These underworld soldiers?"
"These brothers all died in battle with hatred due to Li Kuiqi's rebellion."
The Taoist priest suddenly realized.
………………
Juzhou is a big city, not far from Chang'an (it's a random place name, don't take it personally). Although the world is corrupt and it has suffered some military disasters, it has not changed in the end and is prosperous. It is just that there are more ownerless graves in the suburbs. A lonely grave, that's all.
So, even though it was dark at night, there were still people walking around on the street.
On the street in front of the brothel in Xicheng, several scholars were leaning on each other, leaning heavily with the smell of alcohol.
suddenly.
Several people shivered and felt waves of cold air entering their bodies.
"It's strange, the wind isn't blowing either."
The one who drank till he was a monkey muttered something, and the one next to him, who drank till his face turned pale, continued in a daze:
"I seem to have seen a group of soldiers and horses, with a Taoist priest among them. No, it's a monk... hiss, it looks like a Taoist priest..."
The monkey's butt cracked and laughed, pointing to the empty street.
"Where did the soldiers and horses come from in the middle of the night? You...you are drunk."
"I'm not drunk!"
A drunkard is most afraid of people saying he is drunk. He touched his empty head and said hurriedly:
"Look, my head was hooked off the scabbard of that man's sword."
Li Changan secretly said "Sorry". After Yan Xinglie selected his soldiers, he left the underworld through the city gate and appeared directly in Juzhou City.
Just now, the person with the pale face saw it right. The reason why they were shivering for no reason was because they passed by the ghost soldiers and were flushed with yin energy.
The ghost soldiers are tangible and insubstantial, so they have nothing to do with humans, but Li Changan is a living person.
Although he was sandwiched between the Yin soldiers and his figure was hidden, there was no room for him to move around. The drunkard was swaying when he walked. He couldn't dodge, and the scabbard hooked the object on his bun.
He took off the futou and threw it back, but when he turned around, he saw that the two of them were already struggling.
Tsk, this drunkard is really troublesome when he acts drunkenly.
Remember, remember, click to the end.
He shook his head and warned himself.
Before they had time to reflect, the team had already stopped in front of a red painted gate.
We've arrived!
………………
"The thief is in this mansion."
"The judge pulled out his back muscles. He should have been killed on the spot, but he didn't want to have an expert around him to cast a spell and save him. From then on, he was on guard against the ghosts of the underworld. Everywhere he went, he would definitely set up a trap. The magic circle!"
With that said, Yan Xinglie stepped forward. However, before he could reach the door, a curtain of light surrounded by green flames suddenly rose, blocking him tightly.
In order to demonstrate to Li Changan, Big Beard fought hard, but the light curtain did not move at all. On the contrary, Big Beard was accidentally contaminated by the green flame, and it took a lot of effort to put it out.
The Taoist priest looked at it carefully for a while.
"It seems to be the same as Young Master Bai Lian's karmic fire path number?"
Yan Xinglie nodded in agreement.
"That's why I'm so shameless..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the Taoist priest with a wave of his hand.
"Brother Yan, where do you get so many polite words?"
After saying that, he stepped forward and pierced the light curtain with his sword. The blade of the sword was filled with green light, and the green flames melted away the snow.
He turned the hilt of the sword and poked a big hole in the light curtain.
Immediately, he sheathed his sword and stepped away.
"Everyone, please."
"Retaliation when there is a grudge, revenge when there is a grudge!"
