"Damn it! Can't you slow down a little bit?!" Fatty Yincha kept yelling and cursing on the stone pier.
Because there were many excited wandering souls who started cheering and cheering, their raised hands kept passing over his legs.
There was even a wandering soul that "inadvertently" punched him in the leg.
However, there are too many of them, and the situation at this time is simply that the ghosts are squeezing the ghosts forward, and there is no need to use one's own strength at all.
When Fat Yincha lowered his head subconsciously and looked around, he could no longer see the wandering spirit that was attacking him, so he cursed in anger.
"Damn it! Who of you dare to hit me! I will send you all to the eighteenth level of hell?! Do you hear me clearly?!" Fatty Yincha shouted and immediately shrank back.
At this time, Wu Sheng had already passed through the gate of ghosts, and he was among the group of ghosts who had beaten Fat Yin Cha just now.
He was still secretly chuckling at first, but he was dumbfounded the next second.
Wu Sheng immediately looked around, but could not see Xu Ci's figure.
"It's over, we got separated from this guy!" Wu Sheng blinked his eyes and continued to whisper: "How can I trick him now?"
Just when Wu Sheng was feeling dull, the fat man standing on the stone pier spoke up again.
"The first stop now is the City God's Temple! You have completely entered the gate of hell after you have entered the gate of hell. The second stop after that is the 'Huangquan Road'!"
"But 'Huangquan Road' is a long way, and there are ghosts on both sides of the road! After you get in the car, be sure not to poke your head out! And don't extend your hands!"
"Otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"
Fat Yinza wiped the sweat on his forehead again: "When you reach the third stop, which is the 'Wangxiang Terrace', you will truly have entered the path of reincarnation!"
Ten huge paper buses drove up not far away.
It looks shaky, but it travels very fast.
This bus is exaggeratedly big. From a distance, it seems to be as high as two floors.
"My dear, are all the people in this underworld so generous?" Wu Sheng was so shocked by the ten cars that he couldn't close his mouth.
At the same time, I also remembered what Lin Hongyi had said.
When Tongyin was about to end, Lin Hongyi told him.
Either he is waiting for him at the end of the "Road to Hell", or he is waiting for him on the "Carriage of Hades" returning to the gate of hell.
Even though the car had arrived, Wu Sheng became happy.
But the number of "Hai Chai" in front of me is not large, so I won't talk about it, but they are too big.
When the "Pluto Cars" stopped, each car looked like a small bungalow.
It looks like it's five or six stories high, and its length looks like it's about the same as a train.
The width is even more outrageous. In total, there are at least ten buses like those in the Yangjian.
"Master, Master, why do you always talk in the middle of your words? What is the difference between this and looking for you in ten buildings?"
Wu Sheng helplessly glanced at the "underworld cars" that were turning around one after another.
Then a familiar figure jumped out immediately after the car door opened!
That person is none other than Lin Hongyi, who is wearing a skirt with eight ghost faces!
Wu Sheng couldn't care less at this moment. He immediately started jumping up and waving to Lin Hongyi who was not far away.
"Master! Master! I'm here!" Wu Sheng shouted loudly.
But there were constant noises among the bustling crowd of ghosts, and Lin Hongyi couldn't hear Wu Sheng's shouts at all.
He was standing at the back of the car, constantly looking at the group of ghosts full of heads.
"Damn, there are ten thousand wandering souls. Where should I find you, little Wuzi?" Lin Hongyi suddenly felt dizzy.
At this time, the fat and sinister voice floated above the ghost group, and he was stepping on the ghost group's heads step by step towards the direction of the "Hare".
As for him, there is still a group of shady people behind him.
"Let me line up ten teams! Each team has one thousand people! People in each team can only enter the corresponding vehicle! The number of people in one vehicle is one thousand! No more, no less!"
"Hey?! Mother? Did you hear what I said clearly?! Hey, hey, hey! Stop fucking messing around..."
The noisy voice immediately drowned out Fatty's shouts.
Seeing that the current description was getting more and more confusing, he simply stopped caring and allowed the situation to develop downward.
Fat Yin arrived in front of Lin Hongyi in just two steps.
Panting, she said to him: "Old Lin?"
Then he quickly looked at Lin Hongyi: "Why are you back again? Is the mission above not over yet?"
Lin Hongyi turned his head casually and took the cigarette he handed him: "Yes, it's not convenient for me to tell you the details, but you should also understand this."
After that, Yin Chai, who had just stabilized his body behind Fat Yin Chai, bowed to Lin Hongyi without saying a word, and then started busy with what he was doing.
Lin Hongyi nodded: "I don't understand how the underworld arranges it? It arranges a group of dumb villains at the gate of hell."
Lin Hongyi poked Fatty Yincha with his elbow: "This is going to be a hard time for you. After all, you are the only one who can speak. All this hard work has fallen into your hands."
Fatty Yincha smiled when he heard this. He naturally understood the implication of Lin Hongyi's words.
Didn't what he said at this time mean that he was the only "leader"?
"Hey, look at what you're talking about, Old Lin." Although Fat Yin Chai said this, he was very happy in his heart: "How many ghosts are willing to come to this bad job?"
"Now that I'm telling you, don't I rely on you all the time?" Fat Yin Chai said with a smile on his face as he took out the money Wu Sheng had "stuffed" to him from his arms.
"Quietly" he stuffed it into Lin Hongyi's arms.
"Isn't there a lot of errands in the 'Governor's Department' lately?" Fat Yin Chao kept rubbing his hands: "Old Lin, can you look for some ghosts and arrange for me to come in? Hehe."
Lin Hongyi smiled with interest, then pointed his finger at him: "You, you, no one is as well-informed as you."
"Don't worry, brother, I will think of you as soon as possible if anything good happens." Lin Hongyi glanced at the money in his arms in confusion.
He murmured in confusion: "Why does this smell so familiar?"
"What did you just say?" Fatty Yinza immediately put his head over.
But Lin Hongyi pushed his fat head aside without mercy.
"I said, have you thought about this? The few days you spent in this hell gate are more than the salary of our governor for a month."
Lin Hongyi said with a melancholy look on his face: "We will also suffer if we go there."
Even Lin Hongyi himself didn't realize that what he said was too conservative.
Fatty Yincha's "wool" just from harvesting Wu Sheng today is more than his salary for more than a year.
