By the Naihe Bridge.
When Bai Yujun got tired from standing, he simply sat on the railing. The unknown material was like bluestone, and the railings were carved with lifelike dragons. Sitting there was a bit uncomfortable. Regardless of the ghosts or evil spirits who were rushing to be reincarnated but had not yet drank water, the goddess of wonder would be unrestrained.
Sit on the railing and listen to Mrs. Meng's chatter, saying some words that you don't understand.
"Except for the ferocious ones, the mythical beasts are actually very beautiful. The phoenix flies in the sky, the dragon flies through the clouds and the sea, the unicorn, the Chongming bird, and Bi Fang. Unfortunately, we can hardly see them anymore..."
At the end of the bridge, Moubai looked at the rapidly decaying fruit in his hand in a daze.
Po Meng is still talking.
"Perhaps... the ancient species only belong to the ancient times. They are powerful and terrifying, but they cannot resist the intrigues and hidden arrows. You have to adapt to the times while you are alive, otherwise you will be mercilessly eliminated."
Bai Yujun fully agrees with this point. If you can't keep up with the times, you will have to finish it.
But the ancient mythical beast also represents tyranny and invincibility. As long as you are cautious, ferocious and cunning enough, you can always live well. At worst, you can hide and watch the ebb and flow of the tide.
Ancient species have long lifespans and are not afraid of life limits, so they hide them and watch the fun.
Suddenly I remembered four other people of the same race.
"The dragon clan still has four divine dragons in the sea area. Many gods in heaven know about them. It is said that they are currently serving in the four seas."
Po Meng shook her head when she heard this.
"Those four little dragons have long forgotten how to be dragons, and what they insist on and think are contrary to the real dragons. Although I don't know what a real dragon should be, the four of them have definitely gone astray. Just remember to be yourself."
"That's it..."
Moubai pondered, the old woman's casual words always contained a lot of information.
The slender legs that were dangling on the railing gradually became quiet, trying hard to digest what Po Meng said. She was definitely a truly ancient god, and her specific past was unknown.
Maybe Meng Po hasn’t seen a dragon for a long time.
It is inevitable to say a few words when you see a living dragon. Don't try to guess the thoughts of big people with your mortal brain.
Maybe she just wanted to chat with the dragon, but her mentality was different from usual when facing endangered species. Who knew that one day she would wake up and never see the dragon again.
More than fifty prisoners in heaven drank Meng Po soup and fell into the whirlpool.
A certain dragon girl who threw away the shriveled and rotten fruit had an idea. What would happen if she threw a brick into the whirlpool?
It seems interesting!
The elderly Meng Po felt that this dragon had some misunderstanding about reincarnation, and it was not a good thing to have its eyes shining...
"Ahem..."
He coughed twice to signal a certain dragon to stop thinking.
Bai Yujun quickly jumped down and ran to the old woman's side.
"Grandma, why are you coughing? Sit down and take a sip of soup."
He scooped a ladle of water from the side and handed it to him.
"..."
Po Meng and the boys and girls were stunned, the heavenly soldiers couldn't bear to look at them, and many ghosts slowed down their steps. They were worried and at the same time, I'm afraid all the gods and ghosts were thinking about what would happen to Po Meng if she drank Meng Po soup.
The old man rubbed his forehead and wondered how the ancient dragon clan became extinct.
"You can go to the ghost town. I'm too busy here. Go ahead. The underworld is different from the Yang world."
"Oh well."
Bai Yujun bent down and saluted.
Not only because the other party told me a lot, but also because she is a rare ancient god with a good reputation. It is a sign of politeness for a junior to pay homage to a virtuous senior.
Po Meng smiled, very satisfied with a certain dragon's respect, and waved her hand to indicate that there was no need to be polite.
Assemble the heavenly soldiers to face the dense crowd of ghosts, and cross the Naihe Bridge to Fengdu Ghost City. The mission is completed, and you can take the opportunity to visit the underworld and experience the torture of hell. Underworld officials are also public officials, and they are colleagues in the extended family.
Due to their limited strength, the heavenly soldiers didn't like the ghost city, so they found a magic circle to rest temporarily.
Bai Yujun walked into the city by himself.
The main tone is gray and black, dull and depressing, filled with gloom and lifelessness. Even the couplets on both sides of the street are written on white paper. It is always difficult to use red paper in a ghost town. It is no different from using white flags at a wedding.
The high black city wall on the outside is not straight.
The streets in the city are wide and tall, with tall gray-black buildings on both sides. There are no stars, sun or moon, only dim light from will-o'-the-wisps.
I remembered the underground fissure where the Black Fist once dominated. The place was so ghostly that it seemed like a paradise on earth compared to the real Fengdu ghost town.
Gray signboard, covered with black cloth, with white couplets and paper flags hanging outside.
The customers are all ghost soldiers, ghost generals and shady ghost officials. Occasionally, you can see human ghost cultivators who have come in for unknown reasons. They wear black and gray coats and are as dark as the sky above.
In the entire street, only Bai Yujun was wearing a white fairy armor with golden patterns, and her whole body was emitting a faint fluorescent light.
Extremely conspicuous.
Fengdu Ghost Town is not a plain terrain, with ups and downs, and it occupies a very large area.
In particular, the residences of the Lords of Hell in the city are high and raised hills, and there are two steep and sharp peaks that reach into the gray sky and the tops are not visible. The long city wall surrounds the hills and the two sharp peaks, which feels... strange.
I saw a shop with a restaurant sign.
If you want to taste the special snacks from the underworld, walk closer and watch.
"this……"
Fill with raw white rice, chopsticks inserted straight up, and a large bowl of water.
Forget it, I won’t eat it.
It is a characteristic of the underworld that one cannot eat anything else, maybe even plant ashes. Bai Bai expressed that he understood and respected the customs and habits of the other party. After death, he would definitely be different from what he was in life.
Unknowingly, I walked to the long hill in the city. From here, I just saw the tall and sharp peaks on both sides of the hill. I somehow stopped inexplicably.
I want to find out something from a ghost.
Seeing an old ghost walking across the street, he stepped forward to inquire. The old man must know a lot.
"Old man, please ask me something."
The old ghost suddenly backed away suddenly, as if Bai Yujun could eat it. His legs were trembling and his face was pale and bloodless, although his face was already very pale and his eyes were frightened.
"Don't...don't come over..."
"Don't be afraid, old man, I just want to ask you something."
Bai Yujun knew that he had strong blood and a priestly role, so he was very scared when ordinary ghosts came close to him.
"I don't know anything...I really don't know..."
Hearing this, Bai Yujun was stunned. How could he not know anything at such a young age?
He rubbed his little hands and produced a ball of pure yang spiritual power. It was the purest yang. It was condensed by the Taoist mentality of Chunyang Palace in Shenhua Mountain and recognized by Taoist Immortal Mountain.
"Look, this is a rare pure Yang elixir. You will feel refreshed and refreshed after taking one. Do you want one?"
The old ghost was so frightened that he was filled with black energy and his words became even more awkward.
"Hey, that immortal general, don't scare him. He has only been dead for less than ten days. Of course he doesn't know anything. If you want to know anything, you can ask me. There is nothing in Fengdu that I don't know."
Turning around, he saw a fat baby under two years old standing next to him. He had a braid on his head and bare feet. He had his hands folded across his chest. He looked like a typical head-snatcher.
"You know? How long have you been dead?"
"Don't underestimate ghosts. I have been dead for more than three hundred years and I am very familiar with Fengdu."
"..."
Yes, this is the real old ghost, and the underworld is really different.
Let the old man go and put away the pure Yang spiritual power ball.
"I want to ask something. Those two peaks are so strange. Do they have names?"
"Of course there is, it's called Shuangyin Mountain."
"Shuangyin Mountain..."
"Yes, but they also have another name that most ghosts in the city don't know. I also heard my grandfather's father talk about it once."
Bai Yujun gave up calculating seniority.
"Oh? What's it called?"
"Dragon Horn Peak."
"What!"
