The end of the world starts from the global copy

"Today our two brothers just opened their business, and you two are our first achievement. For your convenience, go to Wangxiangtai to see the world for the last time, and then return to ashes, then go drink Mengpo soup and enter the palace of hell to reincarnate. stop……"

Wang Dazhu turned his head and looked at Lu Ming expectantly. Lu Ming nodded slightly after seeing it.

This man still couldn't let go of his son.

Watching Wang Dazhu walk up to the Wangxiang Terrace, he could see Wang Dazhu standing there, as if attracted by some scene, he slowly shed tears until Lao Hei pulled the shackles and dragged Wang Dazhu off.

"It's not advisable to look too much."

When Old Hei spoke like this, Xiao Bai looked at Lu Ming with a smile: "You want to take a look too?"

Lu Ming nodded.

He was a little curious.

What Wangxiangtai presented to him was the picture of the dungeon world or the picture of the real world.

Walking up the Wangxiang Terrace, Lu Ming could feel a ghostly spirit sneaking into his brain flexibly. Lu Ming didn't resist, and accepted it completely until the light flashed in front of his eyes, but soon, Lu Ming shook his head in disappointment.

Not a picture of the real world.

It's not even a real-time picture of the dungeon world.

The operation principle of the Wangxiangtai is quite simple - it is to pour ghost energy into the mind, check the memory and create illusions.

So, what Wang Dazhu saw was all fake...

The few tears he shed were in vain.

Xiaobai and Laohei didn't know what Lu Ming saw, and they didn't care. Seeing Lu Ming walking down the Wangxiang Terrace, Lao Hei dragged Lu Ming's Wang Dazhu to the Meng Po Pavilion at the head of the bridge.

Inside the pavilion, an old woman with a wrinkled face and a ghostly look stood at the entrance of the pavilion, and there was a large pot of soup in front of her.

Seeing Lu Ming and Wang Dazhu approaching, Po Meng began to mutter something, and the vicissitudes of life added a bit of a weird tone to the ears of one person and one ghost, as if it had a strange magic power.

"There were so many turmoil in the world before, and there is no home at the end of the River of Forgetfulness."

"Instead of recalling, it is better to forget."

"It's better to forget each other..."

It can be seen that Wang Dazhu, who regained his sanity after entering the underworld, regained his stupid appearance as a middle-level ghost in the singing of Granny Meng. Drink the yellow soup in one gulp.

As a result, Wang Dazhu felt more dull.

Lao Hei pulled the shackles and pulled Wang Dazhu back. Lu Ming raised his legs and walked forward, and came in front of Granny Meng.

The shadow protects the body, Lu Ming is not afraid of Po Meng's ballads - just like he is not afraid of looking at his memories on Wangxiangtai.

But he still imitated Wang Dazhu's appearance, dumbfounded and dazed.

Until Lu Ming watched Granny Meng take the bowl Wang Dazhu used, and directly put the bowl into the pot to fill a bowl of soup...

Her fingers were soaked in the soup...

It turned out that Granny Meng didn't wash the dishes and didn't pay attention to hygiene.

This is disgusting.

Lu Ming was so disgusted that he started Plan B directly, but suddenly he heard the voice of the chef coming from inside his body.

"Drink the soup."

Taking a deep look at Granny Meng, who has low-level evil spirit strength, Lu Ming took a strong breath, took the soup bowl, and drank the soup in one breath.

The strong ghostly aura rushed directly into the stomach along the mouth. As soon as it reached the stomach, the ghostly aura in Meng Po soup swayed upwards, as if it wanted to get into Lu Ming's skull and wash away Lu Ming's memory.

That's right...

This Mengpo soup looks like a ghost, but it is actually a way of using ghost energy, not a technical job.

However, before the ghost energy rushed into his brain, another ghost energy suddenly rushed out of Lu Ming's body.

The ghost energy that suddenly appeared, both in terms of quality and quantity, is much stronger than the ghost energy in Mengpo soup, it wraps the ghost energy in Mengpo soup, and directly retracts into the unknown place in Lu Ming's body—— The mere Mengpo soup will naturally not be effective.

The chef has made his move.

Maybe I want to study the recipe of Meng Po Tang.

And the chef made a move to drive the ghost energy in Lu Ming's body, but it was blocked by the power of the shadow - using high-level evil spirits + low-level fierce gods to deal with little ghosts like Xiaobai, Laohei, and Meng Po is really a bit of a bully...

Po Meng and other ghosts didn't notice Lu Ming's abnormality. Lu Ming, who was pretending to be stupid, was dragged down by Xiao Bai and Lao Hei, and walked back to Huangquan Road.

They walked deeper and deeper, until the light and shadow in front of them suddenly changed, and a huge dark palace suddenly came into Lu Ming's eyes.

The hall wrote the three characters of Yanwangdian.

This place is undoubtedly the core area of ​​this underworld.

Xiaobai and Laohei dragged Lu Ming and Wang Dazhu into the Hall of Hades. The hall was empty, with Yin soldiers and ghost generals stationed on both sides, and directly in front of them were two chairs, one tall and one short.

Sitting on the high chair was a tall evil ghost. This ghost was wearing a red robe with a red outer layer and a crown with a crown on his head. Under the crown, his face was blue and purple, and his fangs were bared.

The god of the underworld who is half god and half ghost!

Master life and death and ghosts!

This is: King Yama!

Lord Yan, who was sitting on the chair, had his eyes half-closed and half-opened, as if he was taking a nap, when the voice sounded.

"Who is coming!"

Lu Ming turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

The one making the sound was the ghost sitting on the small chair.

He is short and thin, with khaki skin, wearing a blue and green robe, and pretending to be holding a notebook and writing brush in his hand.

Judge...

As for whether it was Zhong Kui or Lu Ming, I don't know.

Xiaobai and Laohei stepped forward and said: "One ghost, one ghost, they all drank Mengpo soup."

Xiaobai and Laohei's answer was a bit out of the question.

But it's not.

What the two of them meant by saying this meant that Wang Dazhu and Lu Ming had lost their memories, so please feel free to do so, my lord.

And the judge really let himself go...

"Okay, let's pull it down and deal with it, and there is no need to judge, we don't pay that much attention to it."

You have paid a lot of attention before...

Lu Ming murmured in his heart. He glanced at Lord Yan, only to find that Lord Yan was not easy to deal with this matter. After making a calculation in his mind, he immediately understood what King Yama and the judge were thinking.

Now that the phenomenon of ghost talk has just appeared, it is time for the big guys to grab the "turf", not to mention whether this underworld has the function of the six reincarnations.

To put it bluntly, in order to enhance the power of the underworld, the "show" of black and white impermanence in the underworld is the most critical link.As for bringing the ghost to the underworld, what kind of trial and what kind of reincarnation, these will be a little later for now.

It is not ruled out that in the future, when the underworld is stronger, functions such as the Six Paths of Reincarnation will be added, but right now, these are really not that important.

As for Xiaobai Laohei's previous "following procedures", this is probably the helplessness of grassroots workers...

Xiaobai and Old Hei saluted, and as soon as Old Hei exerted his strength, he was about to pull Lu Ming and Wang Dazhu to the side hall, but just as Old Hei pulled, Lu Ming remained motionless like a mountain. Old Hei was wondering, when he heard Lu Ming open mouthed.

"Is your book of life and death real? Is it useful?"

All the ghosts were stunned.

Yan Luowang opened his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in the slits of his eyes.

All the ghosts stared, but Lu Ming didn't panic at all.

He pointed to the judge and repeated.

"Is that in your hand a real book of life and death?"

This time the judge was surprised.

He turned his head and glanced at Yan Wang Ye, and found that Yan Wang Ye hadn't spoken, so he frowned.

"Didn't you drink Mengpo soup?"

"Drinked."

"Then how do you..."

"Probably not drinking enough."

The judge immediately became impatient. He glanced at Xiaobai and Laohei behind Lu Ming with an unkind expression, and waved his hand: "Pull it down, refill it!"

Xiaobai and Laohei know their own suffering.

If they could pull Lu Ming, they would have pulled Lu Ming away long ago.

But Lu Ming just looked at the judge who had never looked at him directly from the beginning to the end, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

A slight murmur sounded from Lu Ming's mouth.

"Are you all so proud?"

"A low-level fierce spirit, as if it has no eyes, it just shows a crack to look at people."

"A high-level evil spirit doesn't know what to say when I ask you. What's the use of your mouth?"

Jingle bells.

The shackles on his wrists instantly shattered to the ground.

The dark ghostly aura suddenly lifted from Lu Ming's body, and the chef slowly came out of his body with a kitchen knife, and the shadow under his feet twitched until it condensed and formed by Lu Ming's side.

There are even children's laughter, and the buzzing of cars explodes.

As for the source of these visions—Lu Ming, he just looked at the King of Hell who opened his eyes suddenly and the judge standing up beside him, and then looked at the Palace of King of Hell, the underworld.

"It seems that the ghost stories created by the phenomenon of ghost stories are very different from myths and legends after all."

According to myths and legends, the underworld is a complete world, and Lord Yan is only an official in the underworld, not the ruler.

However, Lu Ming, who personally went into the underworld to explore, found that this underworld shaped by the phenomenon of strange talk was much simpler than the underworld in myths and legends.

He raised his finger to Lord Yan.

"You are the core of ghost stories in the underworld, low-level evil god."

After speaking, Lu Ming pointed to the top of his head again.

"This underworld is the haunted domain of your fierce god."

He pointed to the judge again.

"And you... are just a subordinate of the fierce god."

Similar to Guifeng's younger brother in the copy of the banquet.

It's all a set.

"So, is the book of life and death in your hand real?"

But this time, facing Lu Ming's question, the judge stopped talking.

He turned his head to look at Yan Wang Ye, but saw that Yan Wang Ye's eyes were staring like copper bells, with a kind of majesty without anger.

"What is false now will become true in the future."

King Yan himself spoke up and answered Lu Ming's question.

Lu Ming also understood the answer.

"This hell is expanding? Are you getting stronger?"

Lord Yan nodded.

"When you become stronger, the judges and brats under you will also become stronger... When you become stronger to a certain extent, the book of life and death in the judge's hand will naturally become real."

Lord Yan nodded again.

Be strengthened by people's belief...

At the beginning, this Lord Hades had the strength of a low-level fierce god. As they continued to show their holiness in front of others, more and more people believed that the underworld really existed. It is conceivable how far it will grow in the future.

Maybe one day, this simple underworld can truly become like the one in the myths and legends, with ten halls of Hades, eighteen floors of hell, six reincarnations, and so on.

"It's really enviable..."