infinite danger

The dark and chaotic ghost way is now blooming with bewitching flowers of the other side, like fire and blood.There was a cloud of blood mist in the void, exuding an aura of annihilation and danger.

The boy's body with well-proportioned bones was suspended in the blood mist, and his skin was almost completely covered by complicated runes. The blood-stained copper coins were scorching hot, and strange red silk threads wandered on the skin, eating away at the flesh and blood.

The boy's perfect skin was torn bloody, the red thread lingered on the white bones, and the body was reconstructed bit by bit.

Devour, reconstruct, and so on.

The annihilating dark energy chiseled open the seal, the copper coin split a gap, and the infinite vitality and extremely domineering energy flowed into Ji Siwei's body continuously along the red silk thread.

The senses of the seven orifices become numb, except for the cold and pain that are extremely clear. These red silk threads are like infusion tubes pierced into the body, not only transporting energy, but also transporting soul fragments and memories locked in the copper coins.

They couldn't wait to penetrate into his limbs and bones, pouring into his mind, Ji Siwei's headache was splitting, and he only felt that his head would explode in the next moment.

Clenching his slender jade-like hands tightly, he endured this inhuman pain with unparalleled willpower.

A contract totem appeared on the puppet's forehead, and it had a telepathic connection with Ji Siwei, empathizing with his pain.

It couldn't get close to him, and pressed its hands on Uncle Leaflet's talisman, its eye circles were red, showing a little fragility: "Master! Master!"

Uncle Leaflet's voice was low and hoarse: "A mortal body cannot fully withstand the energy sealed in the copper coin, so the red silk thread is reshaping the pretty boy's body."

The eight-tailed cat was so anxious that it wanted to tear open the barrier and rush over, but was hugged by the leaflet uncle: "Meow, don't be impulsive!"

The eight-tailed cat's eyes were full of helplessness, and its paws pressed on the face of the leaflet uncle: "What should I do? Think of a way..."

Uncle Leaflet held its paw: "Don't worry, I'll find the people above to solve it right away."

"Beep..." A mobile phone rang from nowhere.

The flyer uncle pulled out a hand and touched his pocket: "Wait, it seems that someone is calling me."

The eight-tailed cat is angry: "What time is it and you still answer the phone!"

Uncle Leaflet looked at the phone screen, and his brows stretched slightly: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, this is a call from the ghost."

The eight-tailed cat had heard about the ghosts of this world, so it calmed down and leaned into Uncle Leaflet's ear.

Uncle Leaflet answered the phone: "Hello, who is it?"

"Smelly Taoist priest, do you still have the nerve to ask who I am?" The male voice on the other end of the phone was a little irritable, with a hint of asking for a crime: "Do you know that there is something abnormal in Yangcheng 017 Ghost Dao in your jurisdiction?"

Uncle Flyer said politely: "So it's Lord Bai Wuchang, I'm in 017 Ghost Dao now, can't you see the surveillance over there?"

Bai Wuchang replied: "The monitoring in 017 Ghost Dao has been paralyzed. We contacted you as soon as we found something abnormal."

"The situation in the Ghost Dao tonight is a bit complicated, so let me explain briefly." Uncle Leaflet paused for a moment, and found that he couldn't explain clearly in a few words, so he simply said directly: "The reincarnation of the living hell king is breaking the seal."

"Oh, the reincarnation of the King of Hades..." Bai Wuchang said with a "buzz" in his head, almost unable to find his own voice: "You said... live... the King of Hades?"

"You heard me right." Uncle Leaflet stared at Ji Siwei without blinking his eyes, and spoke quickly: "The red line for absorbing Yin Qi has been pierced downward, and the 017 Ghost Dao will soon completely collapse. Please trouble Bai Lord Wuchang quickly reported the situation to Hades."

"Okay." Bai Wuchang knew that the matter was important, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

The scope of the blood mist continued to expand, like a strange haze.

A black wind rolled out from the depths of the cracks in the road surface, and a few long black shadows walked out of the wind.

Black and white impermanence holding white paper lanterns, strong and ferocious bull-headed horse-faced men, vicious rakshasas and yakshas... the ghostly civil servants appear majestically.

"Why are the other shore flowers blooming here..." Bai Wuchang walked a few steps on the tumi flower, his expression changed: "This is not an ordinary flower, hiss...my robe is on fire!"

The petals touched Yuebai's robe and melted into a ball of bright red flames. The fiery fire roasted Bai Wuchang's soul.He subconsciously used Yin Qi to extinguish the flames. Unexpectedly, after the strong Yin Qi was shot out, the fire burned even more vigorously, almost turning Bai Wuchang into Black Wuchang.

Hei Wuchang pursed his thin lips, waved the chain in his hand, and the strong wind blew away the flames.

Bai Wuchang heaved a sigh of relief, his soul floated up, and after a little tidying up, the scorched clothes returned to their original state: "Master, the King of Hades sent us to come to support. The barrier of Hades has been opened, and it can temporarily prevent the red thread of the living Hades from invading." .”

"That's very good." Uncle Leaflet nodded, and drew a talisman in the air with his bare hands: "My lords, this talisman can protect the true soul and prevent it from being hooked by the red thread."

Several talismans flew to the ghosts, and the leaflet uncle said again: "The soul of the living Hades is returning to its place. We guard the ghost way, so as not to cause the ghost way to collapse and harm innocent people."

The errands listened to the order of the leaflet uncle, stood in a good position, guarded the weak spots, and repaired the cracks with their own yin energy.

"Crack! A few earth-shattering cold lights, like lightning, lit up almost half of the ghost path.

The majestic blood mist exploded suddenly, roaring and sweeping away in all directions, a deep gully was cracked in the middle of the road, and the street trees with teeth and claws were uprooted and swept into the strong wind.

Ghost Dao was savagely torn open several times, and tragic wailing and heart-piercing cries came from the abyss, making one's hair stand on end.

All public officials are doing their best to remedy this broken and scarred ghost road.

At this moment, Ji Siwei, who was wrapped in layers of blood mist, had been torn apart by the red thread and reconstructed countless times.His body became light, the complicated runes on his body faded away, his handsome face was as warm and moist as jade, his phoenix pupils slowly opened, the turbulent flames in the pupils subsided, and they were as clear as autumn water and cold stars.

The copper coin on the wrist split in half and melted into the blood mist.

The seal was completely lifted, and he already knew all the memories of his previous life.

Thousands of years ago, a huge meteorite fell on the capital where he lived, the house collapsed, and corpses were scattered all over the field, but he survived by luck.

Not only survived, but the strange energy generated by the meteorite collision changed his body.Because of this, he has the power of meteorites, immortality, even the senses are different from ordinary people, he can see ghosts, and can distinguish evildoers.Slowly, he began to get in touch with the real world.

He was a wealthy businessman, and his firm became a household name.He has been a literati, the sky of Shenzhou, the vast sea of ​​literature, he can be regarded as famous all over the world.He unified the troubled times, created a new dynasty, and stood at the pinnacle of power, but in the end, for the sake of freedom, he chose the Zen throne to let the virtuous...

The star rushes to the river, he has traveled to the great mountains and rivers, felt the luxuriant time, the snow and the first clear.After trying all kinds of lives, he gathered strange people and strangers, good ghosts and good demons, and established the Tianshi Yamen, which was in charge of the balance of the three realms.

This is his destiny.

18 years ago, the demon lord secretly summoned the dark power that would devour the world. He killed the demon lord, but the formation had already started.In order to prevent that catastrophe, he exhausted his cultivation and was smashed to pieces.

He lived a life of wanton publicity, and the posterity was handed over to Houlang, so there is no regret in being wiped out.

Never thought that Ji Lao saved his remnant soul, let him enter reincarnation, and was reborn as Ji Siwei.

This life has only gone a short distance, but it is ordinary and warm.

Family, friends, companions... They walked into his life one by one, making him have a new bond with the world.

With cherished things, it is stained with mortal fireworks.

This life is a hard-won gift.

The blood fog dissipated quietly, and Ji Siwei swept around calmly.

The ghost path is in a mess, cracks can be seen everywhere.

The public officials from the nether world knelt down on one knee, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, and said solemnly and reverently: "See the Great Heavenly Master."

The old custom of bowing to superiors was abolished many years ago, and Nether now follows modern etiquette.Their kneeling was purely out of awe of the Great Celestial Master.

Great Celestial Master, it's been a long time since I heard this title, Ji Siwei was in a daze for a moment when he heard it.

Ji Siwei landed on the ground, his appearance was the same as before, but his demeanor changed drastically. He stood among the flowers on the other side, like a god passing by by chance.

He walked up to the Nether officials, and held Fu Heiwuchang's arm in a friendly manner: "Please get up."

Nether officials stood up one after another, and Hei Wuchang cupped his hands and asked respectfully: "Great Heavenly Master, what are your plans next, to take over the Special Cases Administration again?"

"Leave the matter of the Special Case Bureau aside for the time being." Ji Siwei said with a smile in his clear eyes, "I'm only 17 years old now, still young, and I can slowly decide the direction of my future life."

Black Impermanence: "..."

With a casual wave of Ji Siwei's hand, the cracks in the ghost path healed automatically, the abyss closed, the street trees that fell on the ground returned to their original positions, and the dead branches sprouted.The fire in the ghost path was extinguished, and the flowers of the other shore turned into dots of starlight, hanging in the void.

Heiwuchang observed words and expressions, took the initiative to say goodbye, and returned to Netherworld with all the ghosts.

017 Ghost Dao returned to silence, the puppet opened its arms and rushed into Ji Siwei's arms like a small cannonball: "Master, you are back."

"Well, I'm back." Ji Siwei touched the puppet's head and opened his hand to the eight-tailed cat.

The eight-tailed cat jumped into his arms awkwardly, and after a moment of silence, he said slowly, "I thought you almost died."

Ji Siwei saw the fear in the eight-tailed cat's clear green eyes, it was really afraid of losing him.

Ji Siwei smoothed its hair and comforted it softly: "Don't be afraid."

"Pretty boy..." Uncle Leaflet blurted out a familiar address, then subconsciously changed his words: "Great Heavenly Master, we..."

Ji Siwei smiled, and said kindly and naturally: "Uncle, you should still be like before."

The successor he chose was actually the reincarnation of the living Hades. This incident had a great impact on Uncle Leaflet, but when he heard Ji Siwei call "Uncle", he suddenly felt relieved.

Pretty Boy is still the same handsome boy.

The King of Hades is his half-disciple, and he has been bragging about it for several years. The flyer uncle thought about it and laughed: "Okay, pretty boy, let's go back."

A wisp of dark green sandalwood emerged, and the ghost boy dragged You Tingting to appear.

The ghost boy held a carved hand stove, looked at the green shoots on the treetops, and then at Ji Siwei: "Huya, shall we go home?"

Ji Siwei nodded: "Go home."

Going home, this word is really warm, reincarnation is sad, dark and cold, he is like an untied boat, spent thousands of years alone, but now he has a destination.

Uncle Leaflet pointed to the end of the dark ghost road with a bald feather duster: "Then let's go back the way we came."

"No need." Ji Siwei tore open a crack in space with his bare hands, and warm and bright light came in, illuminating the sleepy ghost way.

He was full of brilliance, and he was as handsome as a god.

At the other end of the crack is the gate of the No Taboo Office, which is the mortal world.

The author has something to say: This chapter has been written for a long time, and the main text of "Infinite Dangerous Lands" is over, and the next chapter is a side story.

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