hell in disguise

As soon as he heard that Tan Yangzi was going back to hell, Yan Fei's expression collapsed, "But we haven't finished catching ghosts yet? Don't we have to find a way to set up a barrier in the consciousness of every Xiangyang person to prevent Hong Wuchang from entering?" ?”

Tan Yangzi said, "The passage of time in the human world is ten times that of hell. I won't be here for too long, probably not more than a day. It was true when I saw Kuma Moro injured. Since she has already returned to hell, how can I go to hell?" Can these people be bewitched in the world? I need to go to hell to confirm if she is still there. If she is, I have to ask what is going on."

"But Master, if it's her, she won't admit it, and if she admits it, she won't just grab it. Besides, the moment I saw her, I always felt that I touched something. If she left something just in case If I touch the hidden thread, she will know right away, won't you be in danger then?"

Tan Yangzi rolled his eyes and said, "In your heart, is your master someone who can't even beat random Hongwuchang?"

The more Yan Fei thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, "Master, I know you are powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, you can't do the magic weapon of heaven. She has a Botanama flower in her hand! And you didn't want to let black and white impermanence know before, because you didn't know Do you trust them? Have they already told Feng Du that you asked me to use the Evil Umbrella? Then you will be imprisoned in that Qinglian Hell? No, master, this is too risky!"

Yan Fei spoke more and more eagerly, and at the end he stopped abruptly and grabbed Tan Yangzi's arm, sweating profusely.

Since the empathy skills on the two of them have not been unraveled at this moment, the chaotic emotions in Yan Fei's heart that hang over the abyss and are filled with all kinds of anxiety and panic are also affecting him. Tan Yangzi has not experienced such vivid and strong emotions for a long time. pass.He stabilized the emotions being drawn by Yan Fei, but his brows softened a lot.

It's a heart-warming thing to have someone so worried about yourself.He then patted Yan Fei's head and smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, I'm not that easy to bully. And going back to hell will also allow me to heal the wound on my arm. The injury is actually more serious. If I don’t come back within a day, you can tell Dasa Moluo about Kuma Moluo, and ask him to call more Hongwuchang.”

The worries in Yan Fei's heart were still unresolved, and Tan Yangzi could feel the churning in his heart along the way.Suddenly seeing a shop selling all kinds of candy on the side of the road, Tan Yangzi walked over quickly, bought a pack of amber candy and handed it to Yan Fei.Seeing Yan Fei, he smiled helplessly, "Master, why are you still using these things to coax me?"

Tan Yangzi frowned, "You little bastard, Master came here to make you happy, and you still have to pick and choose?"

"Don't dare." Yan Fei picked up a crystal turpentine-colored candy and put it in his mouth, the clear and sweet fragrance faintly diffused between his lips and teeth, and the faint sense of happiness slightly suppressed the anxiety in his heart.Tan Yangzi saw that his cheeks were swollen because of the sugar in his mouth, and he looked very cute, so he reached out and rubbed his head, "Take care of Master's body."

"understood……"

"I'll leave the crossing umbrella for your self-defense first. But without me, you don't want to use the dream trick without authorization."

"Oh……"

Tan Yangzi gave some more detailed instructions, and when he finished speaking, the two of them also arrived at Dasamoluo's courtyard.As soon as he entered, he heard Dasa Moluo say that he had temporarily sent Chen Xujiang out of the city to take shelter in a nearby small town, and asked where the two of them went that night, and why they didn't heal their wounds at home.

The wound on Tan Yangzi's arm had already cracked and festered a lot during the confrontation with Impermanence, but he couldn't see it even with the sleeve of his Tsing Yi.He told Dasa Moro that he would go back to Hell to heal his wounds, and he would be back in one day.Dasa Moluo asked him where he went and what he did several times, but he prevaricated all of them.

Tan Yangzi and Yan Fei returned to the east wing where they lived and locked the door behind them.Firstly, Tan Yangzi sacrificed the Zhanye Sword and recited the mantra, the blue light on the sword shone brightly, cutting off the empathy skill tied to the seven souls of the two people in a turn.Then he held Zhanyejian in his arms, lay neatly on the bed, and closed his eyes.A pale blue light appeared on his forehead, his heartbeat became slower and slower, and finally stopped beating completely.The blood on that face also dissipated little by little, leaving a dead pale white.

Yan Fei sat by the bed, quietly looking at the body left by Master.He stretched out a trembling hand, caressed Tan Yangzi's cheek lightly, stroked the lips that had lost some blood color with his thumb, and then moved down quietly, tracing the protruding Adam's apple on the neck, feeling the remaining warmth .

Yan Fei swallowed his saliva, looking at Tan Yangzi's deep collarbone exposed by his slightly loosened neckline, he felt an urge to bite on it... He closed his eyes hard, restrained his mind, and told himself that now is not the time. When these thoughts arise.It was too risky for Master to go back to the underworld this time, and he couldn't rest assured.

Gotta figure out a way.

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The moment he left the human body, he felt light at first, the air around him became cold rapidly, and the light also took on a cool color.This is the Bardo, and he can still see Yan Fei and the surrounding room.It's just that the walls of the room here are full of sticky mold stains, the floor is covered with moss, and the bed curtains are rotten into strips of cloth.However, it is probably because this place is the residence of Qinghong Wuchang, but there are no traces of karmic insects and little ghosts.

Huh?What is that brat Yan Fei doing?Why are you touching his face?

Could it be that he wanted to draw a turtle on his face to prank him while he was out of the shell?

Before Tan Yangzi had time to doubt more, he felt that the karma from hell had already begun to pull him.He obeyed this force, and suddenly seemed to have fallen into an abyss.He had long been accustomed to this feeling of falling, and he opened his arms freely, his long white hair flying in the air like wings.At the end of the depravity is a sea of ​​blood that spreads to the edge of the world. Thick blood-colored mucus gurgled inside, filled with a disgusting sour smell, and dyed the originally dark yellow miasma in the sky into a gorgeous neon-clothes. color.

This is the pool of blood, where all the ghosts of hell were born.The ghosts in hell will lay their eggs in the blood rivers that connect every hell, and those rivers will bring their eggs to this sea of ​​blood.Numerous translucent spheres like frog eggs pushed and collided with each other, and large and small black spots were faintly visible in the middle, which were the embryos of tens of thousands of evil spirits.

When the ghost eggs are about to hatch, they will float to the top of the sea of ​​blood.The moment the baby burst out of its membranes, the young birds that had been hovering above the blood pool would swoop over.Guhuo Bird is commonly known as a childbirth girl. It has a blue and white thin female body, only a piece of blood-stained cloth is wrapped around the waist, wrapped in dark brown bird legs, which can be vaguely seen. There is no hair on the head, only overlapping pieces. The semi-circular bird feathers are wide open, with pairs of white eyes without irises, and the tears that flow out of them are the color of blood.They are ghosts turned into ghosts by mothers who died unjustly. Some died because their husbands chose to keep their sons and gave up on them at the moment of dystocia. And both mother and child died.Childbirth is a woman's most vulnerable moment, but the person they trust the most has betrayed them, and they have too much resentment that they can't reincarnate into human beings, so they keep singing resentful songs in this hell, waiting to take revenge on their enemies Opportunity.

These crocodile birds will grab the ghost babies they can find, fly back to their nests, and dismember and eat the ugly ghost babies that are still crying.The soul of the dead ghost baby will return to this sea of ​​blood again after going through the cycle of reincarnation, and then be eaten again, and the cycle will start again and again, without end.Sometimes the food for the ghost birds is too much to eat, and the baby can get away with a life and be raised by those ghost birds like a pet for a period of time.When the ghost birds grow up, they no longer want to eat them, and they will let them go.Other ghost babies that were not eaten by the ghost birds from the beginning to the end drifted with the tide, some starved to death, and their corpses rotted and turned into nutrients to nourish other ghost eggs, and some survived by swallowing other ghost eggs instinctively until they were swallowed by the tide. rushed ashore.

Tan Yangzi no longer remembers how he survived, but every time he returns to hell from the human world, he always walks through this sea of ​​blood again, and the smell of sourness has been deeply engraved in his memory.With a bang, his whole body was surrounded by that hot, sticky liquid.Numerous soft eggs pushed against his skin, and the previously injured arm healed quickly in this liquid, and new pale blue flesh grew out, leaving only a small faint trace.

The sea of ​​blood broke open suddenly, Tan Yangzi's body was soaked in blood, and he slowly brushed away the hair on his face with his hands.A trace of blood slid down from the corner of his eyes, and the other face that was originally evil became more and more serious.After he swam a certain distance, his feet touched the bottom of the pool, and he came ashore little by little.

Disturbed by his movement, the husky birds squatting on the huge blade-shaped black stone on the shore uttered shrill and sharp chirps. They flapped their huge wings and flew into the sky, skimming across the sea like smoke.

The air in hell is filled with the choking smell of sulfur. If a normal human being inhales it, he will be poisoned and die immediately.The temperature here is also several times higher than that in the human world, the ground is scorched and cracked, and there are no plants for several miles, only a large number of chytrid pits.Tan Yangzi stood on the largest black stone, looking at the Tiewei Mountain that stretched across the sky like sharp teeth in the distance.

The Eight Great Hells are separated by many gigantic, canine-tooth-shaped mountains that are black and hard as iron, but ghosts have opened many passages in the middle of these mountains, so these barriers have existed in name only.But there was only one—the big iron-enclosed mountain he was looking at.

Only Qinghong Wuchang could climb over that Iron Wai Mountain, and ordinary ghosts would only hit the barrier and be smashed to pieces.Because behind that mountain is the center of the six realms of reincarnation—Fengdu.The only way for ordinary people or ghosts to go to Fengdu is to die and walk through the road to Huangquan.But Qinghong Wuchang can use their own karma-slaying swords to cross the mountain and cross the mountain, which is a shortcut.

At this moment, the Zhanye sword was inserted into the skin covered by layers of scales on Tan Yangzi's back, and many purple blood vessels extended from the hilt, connecting several large points on his spine.He reached out and pulled out the sword bit by bit, the sword was covered with his blood.The familiar pain made him grin a little, then raised the sword in the air, and stepped on the sword with his feet on the ground.In an instant, he turned into a green glow, sweeping across the entire wasteland like a shooting star.The huge chytrids wriggling on the wasteland were frightened and fled, and those who couldn't dodge were injured by his sword energy. A lot of milky white juice spewed out from their huge and fat bodies, and many little ghosts crawling near the chrysanthemum pit pooped. They rushed up to grab food.

Tan Yangzi tried his best to avoid those stupid giants, and rushed to the front of Datiewei Mountain in an instant.The whole body of the towering giant mountain is made of iron, covered with a lot of heavy rust.The root of the mountain is red and hot, with lava gushing out of it, but the top is extremely cold. If the skin accidentally touches the iron, it will be stuck, and if it is pulled again, the skin will be torn.In addition, those sharp rocks are all made of rusted iron, just like relatively dull knives. If they are accidentally broken during climbing, the toxins in the rust will quickly spread to the The whole body, another ghost's whole body festered and disintegrated to death.That's why this Iron Wai Mountain is insurmountable.

The Zhanye Sword led him to fly higher and higher, and the icy air solidified from all directions, and layers of frost hung on his scales. If it went up, it would be the eight cold hells.He picked up his speed, stopping as little as possible in the cold.

On the other side of the mountain, it was a different scene.

To be precise, as long as you pass the Datiewei Mountain, you are not in hell, but in the most down-to-earth department in the heaven - Fengdu.Although Fengdu is called the capital, it is not just a city, but a very vast and prosperous country.From a distance, there are several bustling and beautiful cities spread out among the countless blood-colored manjusawa. Under the dark yellow sky, the huge towering pavilions and pagodas are stacked on top of each other, revealing strange and colorful lights.

All the earth immortals live here, including many black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face, leopard tail and bird head, wandering gods day and night, earth immortals and ghosts.The bustle and bustle is not inferior to Lihentian, and it even adds a bit of weird fireworks.

Tan Yangzi did not report to the Department of Punishment, but first landed on a remote long street in Wuchang Mansion.Most of the people living in this area are Qingwuchang and Hongwuchang. There are many hotels and restaurants on the street just like in the ordinary world. Eyeballs and tongues are grilled on the stalls. Liquid, apparently still tastes like hell.Tan Yangzi didn't understand that these green and red impermanences were all people who had been to the world anyway, how could they still eat these messy things.

"Yo! Isn't this Kuanna? I haven't seen you for a long time! Just came back?" The person who greeted him was Qing Wuchang, who was taller than him, had several eyes on his forehead, and looked extremely ferocious. Also holding a bunch of baked eyeballs.However, when he smiled, his face was bright and sunny, with a little honesty.The man's name was Jayamora, and he was a neighbor of his residence in Fengdu, and he, Dasa, and Kumar were all very familiar.

Tan Yangzi nodded at him, and asked in a low voice, "Have you seen Kuma Moro?"

"See you, she's been back for a while, right? You said she's recuperating at home?"

"Is she home?"

"Yes." Seeing that he asked carefully, Najaya also felt strange, "Didn't Dasa ask you to help her because she came back?"

Tan Yangzi nodded and was about to leave, but Jia Ya grabbed him, pointed to some Qingwuchang who were punching on the table not far away, and said, "It's not easy to come back and have a drink with the brothers ? Isn’t it too interesting?”

Tan Yangzi patted him on the shoulder and said perfunctorily, "Another day, another day I will invite you."

"This is what you said! Don't go back on your word!"

Tan Yangzi planned to go back to his home. After all, the mucus from the blood pool had dried on his skin, and it was too conspicuous to walk on the street.Moreover, his home is not too far from Kuma Moluo's home, so it won't delay things.

His residence is in the farthest room on the second floor of a small building, and he has not been back for a long time. There are several letters outside the door, two of which are from his "hometown" - Qinglian Hell.He picked up the letter, took off a key made of bone from the necklace, and unlocked the door.Then he froze.

There was already someone in his house.

Bai Wuchang thanked Yucheng, who was sitting there, brewing a pot of tea he brought from the world, sipping it slowly.