Seeing the third brother bringing Uncle Du and the others over, Zaizai turned back with a smile. Under the strong pressure, all the ghosts were as quiet as chickens.
horrible!
The prince of the underworld!
They actually met the rumored prince of the underworld on the road to hell. He was still a three-and-a-half-year-old child, but with such crushing strength...
All ghosts surrender!
The underworld respects strength, and no ghost is willing to sacrifice his life.
So after realizing that the other party was the prince of the underworld, all the ghosts begged for mercy in unison.
"Please forgive me, little princess!"
"Little princess, have mercy! We didn't do anything."
"Yes, little princess, we just...just took a look at your big brother's good figure, we...but we are very self-disciplined and don't even dare to touch it."
It's not that they don't want to touch it, it's that they were initially afraid of the strength of the same kind at the front and didn't dare to do anything.
After that, the strongest one among them could barely maintain his human form, and they fought back. Didn't these ghosts live in vain for so many years?
Huo Sijin: "..."
These ghosts can say whatever they want, but there is no need to mention him.
While the ghosts were begging for mercy, Huo Sichen had already pulled Du Wen and Lu Xibo to them.
Because the train on Huangquan Road suddenly appeared, Huo Sichen didn't even notice that Huo Sijin was only wearing big pants.
"Zai Zai, this...is this really a hellish road trip?"
Zaizai smiled and nodded: "Yes, Zaizai asked the car to come over and take these ghosts to report to the underworld."
Huo Sichen was so excited: "Zai Zai, can third brother come up and sit down?"
Zaizai tilted his little head and explained to Huo Sichen with a milky voice.
"Of course you can, but third brother, you have to leave your body first. A living body cannot get on the train to hell."
Huo Sijue and others also arrived. Huo Sijue's mouth twitched wildly when he heard the words of his second-rate brother.
"Si Chen, do you want our father and grandparents to experience giving a white-haired person to a black-haired person first?"
Huo Sichen choked and touched the back of his head in embarrassment.
Zaizai hurriedly went over and held Huo Sichen's hand: "Third brother, don't be afraid. With Zaizai here, third brother will be fine."
Huo Sijin coughed and brought Zaizai's attention back to the business.
"Zai Zai, let's see what to do with these ghosts first."
As soon as he spoke, all the eyes of Huo Silin, Bai Mingxu and others fell on him.
Huo Sijin: "..."
He looked straight ahead, with a steady expression on his face, as if he was wearing beach pants on vacation at the beach.
Panic?
nonexistent!
Lu Xibo had really learned a lot since he entered the village. His heart skipped a beat when he saw that Huo Sijin was covered in nothing but his big underpants, and he struggled to speak out.
"Si Jin, where are your clothes?"
Huo Sijin's expression was so calm, God knows, he wished he could find a hole in the ground and disappear.
"Because I had to go out to look for ghosts, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to move quickly with my clothes on, so I left it with my uncle."
Lu Xibo: "..."
Huo Silin, Huo Sijue, Bai Mingxu, Huo Sichen and Du Wen: "..."
This... do they believe it?
Zaizai nodded heavily: "Yes, yes, the eldest brother put his clothes with the uncle."
As he spoke, he remembered what his elder brother had said at the beginning, and patted his little forehead.
"Big brother is right, deal with these ghosts first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zaizai moved his fingers across the Huangquan Road platform. The screens at the Huangquan Road platform lit up one after another, broadcasting from platform 1 to platform 18 at once.
Everyone's attention naturally fell on the train numbers on Huangquan Road.
Huo Silin, on the other hand, quietly approached Huo Sijin and silently took off his shirt and gave it to him, showing an expression of "Thank you for your hard work, brother."
Huo Sijin: "..."
The announcement sounded, and the two of them looked over at the same time.
The train announcement on Huangquan Road No. 1 is still gentle and approachable.
"Hello dear friends, the new era and the new underworld, welcome everyone to No. 1 Huangquan Road! Meeting is fate, the residents of the underworld are one family, please line up, get on and off the car in an orderly manner, allow civility and courtesy, and do not accept moral kidnapping! "
The topic still changed sharply, and the cheerful tone of the broadcast suddenly turned into an eerie and ferocious one.
"Please insert coins to get on the train. If there are any fare evaders or people queuing out of order, the train system will automatically transfer them to train No. 1! Eight! of Huangquan Road!"
The tone became cheerful again and he continued to act cute.
"Of course, the first time boarding is free for newcomers~~~"
Everyone: "..."
The Huangquan road car actually looks like this?
Many ghosts breathed a sigh of relief.
As the No. 2 Huangquan Road train light board came on, the sound was like the spring breeze in March, which made them stunned.
Until the light sign on the far right of the gate to the underworld lights up, the announcement sounds like the roar of an evil spirit.
"Fucks, welcome to train No. 18 on Huangquan Road. There are three options for seats on this train: 1. Oil pan seat! 2. Knife mountain seat! 3. Those who refuse to choose a seat or escape will be automatically transferred by the train system. Enter the eighth level of hell!"
Everyone: "..."
Many ghosts were trembling.
I don’t know what the evaluation criteria for getting on the bus are like. A mountain of swords and a sea of fire and a sea of frying pan... I’m afraid that if I hadn’t been rescued in the car, my soul would have fallen apart first.
While everyone was listening to the train announcement, Bai Mingxu walked up to Mrs. Yang, took out the confinement talisman from his pocket and pasted three of them in a row. He even bit his fingertips and added a blood talisman.
Mrs. Yang was preparing to use her heart and blood to worship the Nine-Headed Bird tablet while everyone was paying attention to Ming Zaizai, hoping to get a response from the Nine-Headed Bird.
As a result, before he could get up, he was suddenly pinned down to the ground by several spells from Bai Mingxu, unable to move.
Mrs. Yang was furious: "Little bastard, when I turn over, I will make sure you live and die!"
Lu Xibo was nearby and kicked Mrs. Yang when he heard the sound.
"You are so old, all your love is in vain! How can you be so vicious and dare to threaten Mingxu!"
Even though he was a doctor, Huo Silin, Bai Mingxu and others were still frightened when they saw Yuehong's corpse at Mrs. Yang's house.
He was dressed in red, his eyes turned into two blood-red holes, and the eyes were thrown away. His limbs and eyebrows were nailed into a special coffin with iron nails. His face was ferocious and twisted, and he looked extremely terrifying.
Bai Mingxu said that if they hadn't arrived in time, Yuehong would have transformed from a ghost into an extremely vicious evil spirit in half an hour, and the whole village would have suffered accordingly.
This old woman is a goddess, so she must have come up with such vicious and cruel methods.
Lu Xibo respected life, not to mention that Yue Hong died miserably.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Lu Xibo couldn't help but give Mrs. Yang a few more kicks.
Mrs. Yang's eyes were extremely sinister, with a strange look in her eyes.
"May I have your name?"
Just as Lu Xibo was about to announce his home, Du Wen, who had been staring at the trains on Huangquan Road in shock, suddenly pulled him.
"etc!"
Bai Mingxu and Lu Huai looked at Mrs. Yang at the same time and found that Mrs. Yang's spirit was about to leave her body.
A soul-fixing talisman was sacrificed, and Bai Mingxu was surprised by Mrs. Yang's strength. He didn't expect that she would actually want to leave her body to save herself at this moment.
If she turned into a ghost on the spot and was a goddess with great mystical skills during her lifetime, there might be a fierce battle.
Zaizai had just summoned the staff from Underworld and told them to arrange train rides for the ghosts based on their lives.
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Yang became confused and she quickly looked over.
"wanna die?"
Facing Zaizai, Mrs. Yang was very afraid.
She began to cover her face and beg.
"Kids, grandma gets confused easily as she gets older. She didn't mean to do these harmful things intentionally. She was really just confused for a moment."
Lu Xibo was afraid that Zaizai would believe Mrs. Yang's lies, so when he was about to speak, he heard Zaizai's soft little milky voice.
Xiao Naiyin was very cold and very angry.
"Do you think I am so stupid that I will believe your lies?"
Mrs. Yang wanted to continue playing weak and begging for mercy, but Zaizai was so angry that she hit her soul with a small fist.
"Just stay in your body! You can't die without Zaizai's permission!"
Lu Xibo breathed a sigh of relief and gave Zaizai a thumbs up.
"Zai Zai, Niu...it's awesome!"
After being praised, Zaizai's little face immediately burst into a cute smile.
"Neither Uncle Lu nor Uncle Du were stopped by the ghosts. Uncle Lu and Uncle Du are both great!"
Lu Xibo and Du Wen, whose souls were amazed, couldn't laugh or cry at the same time.
Zaizai looked at Doudou and Aunt Yuehong, who had just arrived, and asked them in a sweet voice.
"Aunt Yuehong, Sister Doudou, do you want to leave now or wait?"
Yue Hong did not become evil, remembering all the experiences before his death, blood and tears overflowed from his eyes.
"Sir, I want to wait a little longer. Maybe my mother-in-law's family... they may come to see me after getting the news. I want to see them again, is that okay?"
Zaizai nodded with a smile: "Of course."
When the time comes, she will personally send them to Huangquan Road for a ride.
The underworld reception staff arranged all the ghosts and said goodbye to the little princess.
"Little princess, we are back to the underworld."
Zaizai hurriedly turned around and waved to them: "Goodbye, uncle and aunt, have a safe journey."
"Thank you, little princess. I also wish the little princess to have fun and learn happily in the world."
As trains No. 1 to No. 18 on Huangquan Road disappeared, the entire gate of the underworld slowly disappeared, and Huangquan Road, which overlapped with the village, also disappeared from the world.
The dark and oppressive sky seemed to be gently moved by a big hand, gradually revealing its original azure color.
Zaizai withdrew his strength to protect the village, and soon a woman's frightened shouts came from Mrs. Yang's house.
"Oops! Someone is coming, someone is dead!"
