"Are you going to enter a thousand-faced little hell?"

Xiao Qin was slightly startled, and said, "Now the Thousand Faces Little Hell is not hosted by me, and there are still people from the top four who are secretly making troubles, and the resources obtained are definitely not as good as in the past..."

"Do you mean extremely yin treasure?"

Lin Wu smiled, with a strange eyeball in his hand, exuding amazing resentment and yin qi.

"This is..." Xiao Qin looked at the eyeball and murmured, "Dracula's eye of hatred?"

"Avat Zmish gave it to me." Lin Wu said, "I thought you already knew it. Didn't you see it when he gave it to me?"

"I just sensed his existence, but I don't know what he did." Xiao Qin shook his head and said, "Although my concealment disguise is perfect, I can't take the initiative to investigate, otherwise I will expose myself."

Lin Wu was stunned and said, "Having this eyeball is better than joining some kind of little hell?"

"indeed……"

Xiao Qin nodded slowly, and then said, "Dracula's Eye of Abomination is a well-known extreme yin treasure among the top powerhouses in the west. It contains five hundred years of extreme yin energy. Does Walter Zmich really have an important plan to give it to you?"

"He asked me to go to the Blood Moon Castle to save his daughter." Lin Wu said casually: "Maybe he has other thoughts, but the soul contract is invalid for me, and he and I have no grievances or enmity. It should not be trying to kill me. It's something else, but I have nothing to fear."

"Blood Moon Castle?" Xiao Qin frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "The ancient ghost 'Moonlight Witch' who was entrenched in Blood Moon Castle in the past has long since disappeared. Did she appear again? But you are male. , Moonlight Witch can't take you away, it shouldn't be for this purpose."

"If it's this kind of danger, I won't worry, you know." Lin Wu said.

Xiao Qin was silent for a while, and said, "You can do it if you are ready, but with this Dracula's eyes of hatred, you should be able to push the full awakening to the limit if you prepare five hundred years of extreme Yin Qi. "

"Five hundred years?" Lin Wu wondered, "Wouldn't that take a thousand years of extreme Yin Qi?"

"The limit of full awakening is not so easy." Xiao Qin shook his head and said, "More than half of the powerhouses at the Fenggong level have not reached the limit of full awakening, because they require too much yin qi."

Lin Wu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try my best."

Xiao Qin pondered for a while, and said, "Actually, it's not difficult. After you join my thousand-faced little hell, you can go to my prison king's treasury. If I remember correctly, I remember that there are still a few pieces of pole pieces stored there. Yin Zhibao, adding up to hundreds of years, may be enough."

Lin Wu was stunned and said, "Aren't you going to leave a few pieces for your men?"

"no need."

Xiao Qin shook his head and said: "But when you go to the treasure house, you must be careful not to be discovered by others. The treasure house can only be opened by me, or if I have my obsession token. Once it is discovered by others, you can also open it. After the treasure house, I know that you have my obsession token, and I suspect that you and I know each other."

"If your subordinates found out, would they still tell the whistleblower?" Lin Wu couldn't help asking.

"I have a grudge with the Dong family and the Xue family of the four families, and the prison kings of those two families are probably looking for me."

Xiao Qin sighed, "The Xiao family is not monolithic, and people's hearts are the most unpredictable. Maybe someone has already betrayed the family. Once they find me, I may be joined by them in the state where I only have a soul. Exterminate."

"Okay, I see." Lin Wu nodded lightly, and asked again, "What about your body? Your body was probably taken away by the prison kings of the Dong and Xue families, right? Could it have already been taken away? Take it away?"

"probably not."

Xiao Qin shook his head and said: "The body of a king is not so easy to take away, every king is a unique life, unless the soul of a king forcibly seizes the body, but in this way, the soul and the body are inseparable. Fitting, not only cannot restore the damage of the soul, but also cannot exert its full strength."

"So, it's difficult for a king-level body to be taken away?" Lin Wu was stunned.

Xiao Qin nodded slightly and said, "Of course there are other situations. For example, if the squatter has a certain connection with the strong king, he will not be rejected too strongly. Even if the soul is not as good as the king, he may succeed."

Lin Wu nodded thoughtfully, silently remembering it in his heart.

"Anyway, be careful." Xiao Qin urged.

"After this inauguration ceremony, I will go to Baiyun Province. After I find the living Yama, I will ask him to cross out your name from the book of life and death."

Lin Wu said: "At that time, you will return to **** in an open and honest way, so that you should be able to ask for your body back in an upright manner, right?"

Xiao Qin was slightly startled, and said: "This should be possible, the prison kings of the Dong family and Xue family should not blatantly go against the public anger, maybe hand over my body, but... Are you sure? "

"Not sure."

Lin Wu shrugged and said, "However, Living Yama seems to understand the future quite well, maybe he is also a rebirth?"

"You'd better be careful." Xiao Qin took his hand, sighed, and said, "Actually, I'm not in a hurry, it's not too late to help me regain my body after you finally awaken and reach the Prison King. "

"It's okay, I'll do what I can." Lin Wu smiled, bent down and kissed her.

"Well, tomorrow at the latest, the official of the underworld will invite you to attend the inauguration ceremony of the messenger of hell."

As Xiao Qin said, there was another blood-red jade pendant in his hand, and he said, "This is my obsession token. It can open the treasure house of the prison king of the thousand-faced little hell. You can open it secretly."

Lin Wu put away the blood-red jade pendant, nodded, and asked again: "By the way, I heard that the messenger of **** wants to join a small hell, doesn't he need a corresponding messenger token?"

"It doesn't matter, this kind of thing, the No. 1 messenger of every little **** has the power to decide on behalf of the prison king."

Xiao Qin shook his head and said, "As long as you are willing to join the Thousand-faced Little Hell, how could my No. 1 messenger of the Thousand-faced Little Hell disagree?"

"Envoy No. 1, is it credible?" Lin Wu asked curiously.

"Not sure." Xiao Qin shook his head slightly and said, "The only one I can be sure of is absolute loyalty is the second messenger. If you have anything, you can tell the second messenger the truth and let him help you. As for the number one. Messenger, you should be more vigilant."

Lin Wu asked, "Why?"

"The No. 1 messenger is also ranked 10th among the messengers of hell. It can be said to be one of the best in the second echelon, and it is not much different from the messengers of the first echelon."

Xiao Qin said: "In his condition, if I lose contact, there will definitely be other prison kings in the little **** to dig him, especially the Dong family and the Xue family, but he has always stayed honest, which makes me feel I'm a little surprised, I haven't found him to be such a loyal subordinate in the past, so I feel that there may be a problem."

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

Lin Wu nodded and said, "However, how many strong people are there in the first echelon of hell? That No. 1 messenger is one of the best in the second echelon, but it's only 11th?"

The Feng Gong-level powerhouse of the second echelon of hell, for ordinary zombies, has mastered the 'pseudo-ultimate talent', and is only half a step away from the ultimate awakening.

Such as Ling Ruoshui.

For pure-blooded zombies, they must reach the limit of complete awakening, and at the same time have a Fenggong-level soul, and have no weakness in their souls, in order to be regarded as the second echelon.

Lin Wu is also in the second echelon now. Although he has not reached the limit of full awakening, he has the talent of the three kings to make up for this.

And even higher, it is the pure-blooded zombies who have raised the talent of the king to a "pseudo-ultimate" state, and their strength is completely above the second echelon, so they can be regarded as the first echelon.

Listening to Xiao Qin's words, it seems that there are many people in the first echelon of hell?

"The first echelon is now recognized as eight, and the top eight are the first echelon." Xiao Qin said.

"There are actually eight?"

Lin Wu was stunned and said: "I heard that there are only seven female pure-blood zombies in hell? Why are there eight first-tier teams? Without the pseudo-ultimate king's talent, can you enter the first-tier?"

Xiao Qin nodded slightly and said: "Yes, among the top eight messengers, only the second messenger is a male, he is not a pure-blood zombie, but he has found the path of the ultimate soul, and he has realized the true self, seen the ultimate, and sublimated. It is only a matter of time until the ultimate soul, which is equivalent to a pseudo-ultimate soul."

"Pseudo-ultimate soul?" Lin Wu asked in surprise.

"The pseudo-ultimate soul is much stronger than the public-level soul."

Xiao Qin said: "Under the control of his soul, except for the first messenger who also has a pseudo-ultimate soul, other first-step powerhouses can only exert part of their strength in front of him, and naturally they are not his opponents."

"So it is." Lin Wu was stunned.

"However, you are not afraid of him when it comes to your soul." Xiao Qin smiled and said, "Maybe you can compete with him?"

...

...

night.

Inside the house, Lin Wu closed his eyes and lay on the bed, quietly waiting for the dawn.

In his current state, he didn't need sleep for a long time, but he still closed his eyes habitually and silently thought about these recent encounters in his heart.

In just less than two months, he has gone from an ordinary person to where he is now.

"Um?"

Suddenly, a comfortable and moist breeze blew, causing him to stretch comfortably, the corners of his mouth curled up, and then he opened his eyes to look.

I saw a female ghost in a bright red dress standing beside the bed, staring at him blankly, a long dress as bright as rouge, and her long loose hair fluttering in the gloomy wind, making her even more elusive. , the pale face is quite scary in the dark.

"Red Lady."

Lin Wu didn't feel any fuss this time, but instead showed her a smile.

Counting the time, I haven't seen the matchmaker for a long time. The longer the time, the stronger the female ghost that represents her connection. This time it is longer than the last time, so I am afraid that this time the bride is at least at the level of the prince.

"Who is it this time?" Lin Wu asked with a smile.

"Death and life, Lord Kuo, don't ask..."

Hongniang whispered, floated in front of Lin Wu, leaned down, and gently stroked Lin Wu's left hand with one hand.

"Don't worry." Lin Wu smiled, and instantly entered a state where everything returns to the void. He directly ignored the space and avoided it. With a teleport, he went to a height of 100 meters in the air outside the house, looking at the matchmaker in the night wind.

Last time, he was still at the Fenghou level and could not avoid the matchmaker.

But now he has been fully awakened, and at the same time everything returns to the void and can ignore the space, and is best at escaping, even if the opponent is a king-level powerhouse, he has the possibility of escaping.

Exactly, this time I will use the king-level ghost, Hongniang, to try it out. How far is he from the king-level powerhouse?

The next moment, Lin Wu felt a coolness coming from behind him, a face like ice and jade pressed against his cheek from behind, and whispered softly in his ear: "Death and life, the rich and the king, don't stop..."

Almost in an instant, Lin Wu disappeared again, avoiding Hongniang's cold fingertips.

"What is the reason for the death and life, Kuo-kun?"

When Lin Wu's teleportation appeared, he heard Hongniang's voice coming from behind. Before he could teleport any further, he felt a chill on his wrist.

Looking down, there was a concentric knot formed by a red thread on his wrist again.

"Hongniang is still amazing." Lin Wu couldn't help sighing softly.

He has also seen other Fengwang-level shots, but they are not as scary as Hongniang. I am afraid that among the Fengwang-level ghosts, Hongniang is at the top level.

After all, there is only a soul but no physical body. The flaws are too great. Like Xiao Qin's soul is also at the level of a king, but he does not dare to appear at will, for fear of being besieged by other invincible beings and dying.

And Hongniang has been unscrupulous for so many years, but she has been fine, which can explain some problems in itself.

"Hongniang, didn't you say that I have a lot of ghost marriages?"

Seeing that Hongniang was about to disappear again, Lin Wu couldn't help but ask, "Are there other female ghosts who have engaged me in ghost marriages?"

Hongniang stood in mid-air, stared at him for a long time, and said sternly: "You said... those... compensation... once... is enough..."

"..."

Lin Wu was stunned, then smiled and said: "So you can talk well, I thought you would only live and die."

Hongniang glanced at him, and the robes of carmine red fluttered in the air, then disappeared.

"Hey, wait a minute..."

Before Lin Wu could ask, he found that the matchmaker had completely disappeared. He couldn't even read the environment to see how the matchmaker left, and there was no change in the space. It didn't seem to be teleportation?

However, what Hongniang said just now made him clasp his arms thoughtfully.

Is compensation enough?

He heard Xiao Qin say that before she was reborn, he had asked Hongniang to connect him with an unknown number of ghost marriages.

And now, how many red threads have Hong Niang tied him?

Pei Jianing still took the initiative to lead the marriage, not the matchmaker.

From the beginning to the end, including the red line that the newcomers do not know who they are, there are only seven.

what about others?

Judging from Hong Niang's answer, in the timeline before the rebirth, the reason why he married those ghosts seemed to be... to make up for peace?

And now the ghost marriage on this timeline is the second time?

Why compensation?

Compensation... Could it be because he had let down those female ghosts, and in order to compensate them, he got married?

But he didn't know these female ghosts at all, how could he live up to them?

Could it be something else on the timeline?

But that's not right, only Pei Jianing is constantly being reborn. After being reborn more than a thousand times, Hongniang only has the memory of the last time line.

"Um?"

Lin Wu's heart suddenly moved, and a thought flashed: "Could it be from a previous life?"

Although no one has confirmed the existence of 'reincarnation', from what he has experienced, it is possible that reincarnation exists.

"If it's a previous life...it can be explained."

Lin Wu murmured, "Although there is no memory after reincarnation, there are even those who have been born to know, and it is not impossible to awaken the memory of the previous life..."

Awakening the memory of the past life, even if he has not heard of such a thing, it does not mean that it does not exist.

On the previous timeline, he was the most terrifying Specter in the world. He had far surpassed the so-called ultimate soul. Even invincible beings like Emperor Yin would fear him.

It is incredible that the soul is so powerful.

Maybe he really awakened the memory of his previous life, so he would compensate those female ghosts who had been let down by him, and then he married them?

If this is the case, maybe he can find his past life identity through the common ground of these female ghosts.

However, some wives are obviously ordinary people, or ordinary ghosts, and they are as old as him. How can he live up to it?

"Um?"

Lin Wu suddenly thought of a possibility: "Could it be that my past life failed their past lives?"

If so, it's complicated.

How to investigate such ethereal things as past and present lives?

"Forget it, wait until the **** is over before checking it out." Lin Wu couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

...

...

the next day.

The headquarters of the Jiangnan Provincial Committee for Death.

"Lin Wu, you are here."

Seeing Lin Wu walking into the office, Lu Shaoyan couldn't help but stand up and said, "The official messenger of the underworld will be waiting for you in the conference hall downstairs. Come down quickly."

"Okay." Lin Wu nodded slightly, entered the state of returning everything to nothing, and teleported directly to the conference room downstairs.

In the conference room, a middle-aged man in a Tang suit was sitting, sipping hot tea slowly.

At the same time that Lin Wu appeared in the conference hall, the middle-aged man also looked up, showed a smile, stood up and said, "Oh?

"Hello." Lin Wu nodded lightly.

The other party is also a prince-level powerhouse, and his strength is not bad. He can be the official extradition messenger of hell, at least the second step, stronger than Toad, Ye Guogong and others.

The extradition messenger smiled and said, "I came to you on behalf of the official **** to invite you to join hell. I wonder if you have the will?"

"Of course." Lin Wu nodded.

"Welcome to hell."

The extradition envoy smiled, and the answer did not surprise him.

The underworld is the most powerful force in the world, and **** is the pillar of the underworld. A large number of strong people have gathered. In terms of background and strength, they are undoubtedly the most powerful in the world. Who would refuse?

"This is your emissary's order."

The extradition envoy took out a bronze metal plaque from his pocket and put it on the conference table.

On the bronze token, a stone bridge with no end is carved. The stone bridge has five steps. A person is lined up to cross the bridge. The west of the bridge is a woman, the east of the bridge is a man, the left yin and the right yang, and a river is crossed under the bridge. , seems to be the legendary Wangchuan River.

Naihe Bridge!

The messenger of **** is divided into three gears, Guimenguan, Huangquan Road, and Naihe Bridge.

The ghost gate messenger is the top powerhouse in the Fengbo class who has initially awakened.

The Huangquan Road messenger is the top powerhouse among the deeply awakened Fenghou class.

The messenger of Naihe Bridge is the top powerhouse in the fully awakened Feng Gong class.

The power and status represented by this Naihe Bridge messenger's token is equivalent to the chairman of a province's death committee!

"Holding this messenger order, you will know how to enter hell, and the token will guide you." The extradition messenger smiled: "At the same time, the scope of your activities in **** is also determined by this messenger order."

Lin Wu reached out and picked up the token, and immediately heard an inexplicable voice.

Listen carefully, it seems to say...

"Tarzan?" Lin Wu repeated softly, then looked at the extradition envoy.

"Yes, the entrance to **** is under Mount Tarzan."

The extradition envoy smiled slightly and said, "Have Mr. Lin heard the phrase 'the soul of the dead returns to Mount Dai'? It refers to hell."

"Many ancient myths and legends are indeed related to the underworld and those powerful ghosts." Lin Wu nodded lightly.

Such as Meng Po, such as Ten Temple Yama.

"However, there is no Emperor Dongyue." The extradition envoy smiled and said, "Even if there is, it may have been renamed."

Lin Wu glanced at him, feeling that he meant something, but didn't say anything.

"The messenger order has been handed over to you, you can go wherever you want."

The extradition envoy stood up and said, "However, three days later, at exactly twelve o'clock on September 21, your inauguration ceremony will be held, please be sure to arrive on time."

"Okay, I see." Lin Wu nodded.

A Naihe Bridge messenger is also a favorite in the **** where the strong are like clouds. He can be called a high-level figure. Naturally, it is impossible to join casually, and the inauguration ceremony is also normal.

"I want to remind you."

The extradition messenger said with a smile: "The biggest significance of holding the inauguration ceremony is which little **** you choose to join. At that time, the little **** you are optimistic about will give you the corresponding messenger token. Of course, you can also apply for joining but it is not issued to you. The little **** of the messenger's token, it's just that it may be rejected."

"Yeah." Lin Wu nodded slightly.

"My task has been completed, so I will leave." The extradition envoy smiled slightly, then turned and walked out of the conference hall.

Lin Wu looked at his back thoughtfully, and after a while, he stepped out and teleported directly into Lu Shaoyan's office.

Lu Shaoyan was sitting behind the desk, and when she saw him coming back, she couldn't help but ask, "How's it going?"

"I got the envoy's order."

Lin Wu nodded and said, "However, I thought that the extradition envoy might invite me to join a small **** and be a lobbyist for a small hell."

"How could that be?" Lu Shaoyan smiled, shook his head and said, "The extradition messenger does not belong to any small hell, but directly works for the official **** of the underworld, and is directly under the command of the lord of hell, how can he be a lobbyist for other small hells ?"

"The Lord of Hell?" Lin Wu asked with interest.

"Well, it is the supreme ruler of hell, in fact, it should be regarded as the supreme ruler of the underworld."

Lu Shaoyan explained: "The underworld of Yin Cao is divided into two parts: the Yin Division and the Hell. The Yin Division is the death committee of each province. The highest existence is the Ten Temple Yama, and the highest existence in the Hell is the Prison Kings, but the Ten Temple Yama also has a ranking, and the first Yama is The highest symbol of power in the underworld, and the Lord of Hell is the highest symbol of power in hell, one head higher than other prison kings."

Lin Wu was stunned and asked again, "What about the strength of the Lord of Hell?"

"Generally speaking, the Lord of Hell should be the strongest among the Hell Kings."

Lu Shaoyan said: "But it's not necessarily. After all, the Lord of Hell is also elected by the prison kings, not by playing. Just like the Ten Temple Yama, the Ten Temple Yama may not necessarily be the Yama-level soul-evil envoy."

"I think it's very strange." Lin Wu couldn't help but curiously said: "If there are more than ten Yama-level ecstasy, it's fine, but there are less than ten Yamas now, how can you even sit in the tenth hall Yama's seat. ?"

Lu Shaoyan shook his head helplessly, and said, "It's not that I can't sit, or I've been dragging it on, using merit, qualifications, etc. to prevaricate."

"Why?" Lin Wu wondered.

"Because I'm not the bloodline of the top ten families." Lu Shaoyan said: "The top ten families are inherently exclusive, especially for the short-lived Yama, who is not the bloodline of the top ten families, it is also difficult to sit in the position of Yama in the Ten Halls. "

"Is there anything special about the location of Yama in the Ten Halls?" Lin Wu wondered, "Isn't it just a symbol? At most, it has more power, and is there a big difference?"

"Great difference."

Lu Shaoyan shook her head slightly and said, "Do you know what the greatest benefit of being a Tenth Hall Yama is?"

"Benefits?" Lin Wu shook his head.

"The biggest benefit... is the protection of the first generation of Yama." Lu Shaoyan said.

"The first generation?" Lin Wu was slightly surprised.

"The first generation of Yan Luo was the strongest soul stalker that surpassed the ultimate." Lu Shaoyan said: "They are different from the current stalkers because they did not leave any heritage treasures, but left behind their will!"

Lin Wu was slightly startled, and said, "There is no legacy treasure left? Why?"

Lu Shaoyan was silent for a while, and said, "Because the first generation of Yama didn't have obsession with creation at all. When they created the underworld, they didn't record their obsessional creation, even after they died."

"Aren't they ecstasy?" Lin Wu said in surprise.

"Of course it is." Lu Shaoyan shook his head and said, "But the first ten halls did not have obsessional creations. Maybe they once had them, but after they surpassed the ultimate realm, obsessive creations disappeared?"

Lin Wu couldn't help but say, "Could the first generation not be human?"

"how is this possible?"

Lu Shaoyan said: "It is clearly recorded in history that the first generation of the Ten Temples, Yama, are all living people, flesh and blood, and they will also grow old, sick and die. Otherwise, why would they leave the blood of the top ten natural soul seducers?"

"Yes." Lin Wu nodded lightly.

Zombies are also born as small zombies, and the ultimate awakened king-level zombies have become a unique species, with natural reproductive isolation from other beings, and can no longer bear offspring.

And the blood of the Ten Heavenly Palace Yama's top ten natural soul ecstasy families are obviously ordinary people, but they only have the talent of soul ecstasy who have separated their souls from the body.

"No wonder the Book of Life and Death is the strongest heritage treasure..."

Lin Wu finally understood, and said softly: "I was a little puzzled before, it is clear that Cui Fujun is only close to the first generation Ten Temple Yama, obviously not as good as the first Ten Temple Yama, why Cui Fujun's life and death book is the strongest, it turns out that the Ten Temple is the strongest. Yama has no obsession with creation at all."

Lu Shaoyan's eyes were a little confused, and he said, "Actually, I can also feel that Yama is not over yet, and there is still room ahead, but I have also asked the first Yama, he has been Yama for decades, and now he has arrived. At the end, but I can't find the way forward, and I don't know how the living Yama and Cui Fujun made progress?"

"Living Yama..." Lin Wu nodded lightly.

The gap between the other Yamas and Living Yama and Cui Fujun is too obvious.

In history, apart from the first Ten Hall and Cui Fujun, there has never been another Yama who could kill a king-level ghost.

And Cui Fujun's inheritance treasure can obliterate the king-level ghosts!

This gap is too big.

In other words, if reincarnation really exists in the world, then, in fact, only Cui Fujun has come into contact with the realm of the first generation of Yama.

"Actually, in addition to Cui Fujun and Huo Yanluo, there is another person who may have come into contact with that realm."

Lu Shaoyan said suddenly.

Lin Wu couldn't help but ask, "Who?"

"It's the Lin Jia before my rebirth." Lu Shaoyan said softly.

"She." Lin Wu was taken aback.

"She can drive thousands of Huangquan swords, how much soul power does this require?" Lu Shaoyan said: "Her soul is so powerful that she surpasses Yama, and she can also kill king-level ghosts, and it is estimated that she has touched that realm. Right."

"By the way, I remember you said that the one who fought against Lin Jia was the leader of the mysterious force who created hundreds of gates to the ghost city?" Lin Wu asked.

"Yes." Lu Shaoyan nodded.

"But..." Lin Wu frowned slightly and said, "I also asked a senior member of the Yu family, and she said that eighteen years ago, the leader of that mysterious force claimed to be the head of the Temple of Reincarnation, and Lin Jia is now also the Temple of Reincarnation. Lord of the Palace, you must know that eighteen years ago, Lin Jia was not born yet."

"They are all the hall masters of the Temple of Reincarnation?"

Lu Shaoyan couldn't help but startled slightly and guessed, "Could it be an infighting between the two generations?"

Lin Wu shook his head.

This kind of thing, if you don't ask the parties, it's probably impossible to guess.

"Forget it, if I have a chance, I'll ask her." Lin Wu said, "Just right, after this **** inauguration ceremony, I'm going to go to Baiyun Province to see that teacher Cui."

"By the way, the messenger of **** can't go out and act casually."

Lu Shaoyan reminded: "However, you can take a **** mission in Baiyun Province, and you can pass it openly."

"Okay, I see." Lin Wu nodded.

...

...

Three days later, Mount Tai.

The east is already white with fish belly, and the wisps of morning light can't wait to penetrate the clouds and jump out, dispelling the last of the night, the mountains are misty, the smoke clouds are swaying, and the slightly humid mountain wind is blowing, which makes Lin Wu feel at ease. Not a lot.

At this time, the sky was still a little dark. Looking at the top of Mount Tai, under the lonely morning star, there was a still mountain-like undulating sea of ​​clouds. Under the vast night, it looked like a black mountain peak in the distance.

"Under the mountain?"

Lin Wu held the bronze messenger of **** in his hand, and could faintly hear a voice repeating itself to let him go down, and a vague sense of summoning was pulling the token in his hand.

The entrance to **** is just below.

Lin Wu grabbed the messenger's order and looked down at the sea of ​​clouds below. He stepped forward and disappeared.

When it reappeared, Lin Wu had already appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Following the summoning direction of the messenger's order, it flashed several times in a row, and soon came to an inaccessible area, and appeared in front of a mountain wall covered by dense woods.

"right here?"

Lin Wu thoughtfully looked at the mountain wall in front of him.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is just a very ordinary mountain wall, but now that he has the will of all things, he can see things that ordinary people can't see.

In his eyes, there was a wide cave on the mountain wall.

The cave was dark and bottomless, and it seemed to extend to the very depths of the mountainside. There were faint gusts of cold wind blowing from the cave.

This is not Yin Qi forming wind.

Yin Qi is a kind of tonic for zombies. When the Yin wind strikes, you should feel comfortable.

But the breeze blowing from the cave at this time really made him feel gloomy and cold, with a faint sense of danger.

Lin Wu released the interpretation of the environment and sensed it, and then suddenly realized.

This wind is really unusual. I am afraid it is the result of the great obsession of a king-level soul. It is strong enough to make him feel a little palpitated. This wind seems soft and weak, but where it passes, it causes space distortion. , so that the space in the cave became a mess.

If the ordinary Feng Gong level powerhouse dared to push hard, under the blowing of this wind, I am afraid they will be shattered.

Only the great obsession of a king-level ghost can have this ability.

Only the things transformed by the great obsession can always exist to guard the entrance to this hell.

"Obstinate to change the wind? Interesting..."

Lin Wu smiled, then followed the direction of the messenger's order and walked into the cave.

The biggest role of the messenger is to avoid the route that these winds have passed, so that he can safely reach the **** at the end of the cave.

If there is no messenger order, it will be difficult to break through.

As for recording the map, it is even more unreliable. This wind is invisible and changes at will. Only the messenger order can confirm the change and route of the wind in 'real time'.

The cave was dark and bottomless, and it seemed to extend into the belly of the mountain.

Lin Wu followed the instructions of the messenger and soon came to the end of the cave.

At the end of the cave is a wall, and on the wall are two huge gates that are five meters high. .

And the messenger in Lin Wu's hand trembled slightly, and there was a faint voice.

"The world and hell... just a thought..."

Lin Wu recited thoughtfully, and then looked at the two giant brass doors in front of him.

It seems to be brass, but you can guess with your brain that it cannot be made of ordinary brass, otherwise how can it stop powerful ghosts?

The giant gate is beautifully carved, and at the top are ten majestic human reliefs, which seem to symbolize the Ten Temples of Yama.

Beneath the Ten Halls Yama, is a man holding a book of life and death, should it be Cui Fujun?

As for the lower part, there are a large number of people and ghosts of different shapes carved, either static or moving, some are comfortable and happy, some are terrifying and gloomy, and each carving seems to have a faint connection.

Lin Wu observed the two gates of **** for a while, shook his head slightly, and without thinking much, stepped forward and embedded the envoy into the groove between the two gates.

The messenger's order is hexagonal, and the groove is also hexagonal, which fits perfectly into the groove.

Immediately, the two giant brass doors seemed to let out a painful low roar, which was extremely low, as if it came from the depths of hell, and it was extremely painful, as if it was undergoing a great torture and punishment.

The next moment, the giant brass door began to slowly open, turned a quarter, revealing a gap of about three meters, and then stopped.

"Only a quarter?" Lin Wu smiled.

He heard Lu Shaoyan say that the gate of **** is opened differently depending on who opens it.

The messenger order can only make the gate of **** open a quarter~lightnovelpub.net~ and the prison kings can make the gate of **** open half, as for the master of hell, the gate of **** will be fully opened. .

Lin Wu put away the messenger's order, and then stepped into the brass giant gate.

The brass giant door seemed to sense something, and after he entered, it slowly turned and closed with a bang.

...

"Is this what you call hell?"

What caught my eye was not the **** scene Lin Wu imagined.

I thought that **** might be a dark, hot, lava-filled 'hell' filled with all kinds of painful screams.

However, what appeared in front of Lin Wu was a piece of modern buildings, including residential buildings, mansions, squares, and shops...

If it wasn't for the fact that there were no special changes just now, Lin Wu simply thought that he had been transferred to a modern city.

Moreover, a round of scorching sun and white clouds can be seen on the sky cover above.

This is obviously the belly of the mountain!

How can there be sky and sun?

Lin Wu was standing on a cliff at this time, and there was an urbanized landscape below, and he could even see cars galloping on the road, but... there seems to be something like a carriage?

"Welcome to hell."

A voice suddenly sounded from behind Lin Wu: "Isn't it amazing? A few years ago, **** was still the architectural style of the ancient city during the Republic of China, but now it's pretty good. The new Lord of Hell still likes to interact with the outside world. Synchronized, uh... that's called the pursuit of fashion?"

Lin Wu turned his head to look, and saw a smiling young man standing behind him.

"Are you Mr. Lin Wu?" The young man smiled and said, "I am the messenger of the Lord of Hell. I have been waiting for you here for a few days. I didn't expect you to wait until the last day."

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