Asking Immortals: From the Republic of China to Marvel

"This...this...this...to be honest, sir, since something went wrong in the outside world more than 160 years ago, the underworld has stopped investing new souls here.

The naturally fallen ghosts are not enough to make up for the lack of Yin Qi, so those original ghosts... have become our blood food~"

"..."

Hearing Ye Wentian's question, the tattooed devil boy hesitated for a while before explaining the reason unspeakably.

Of course, the reason why they were embarrassed to say it was not because they were embarrassed to say it, but because they were afraid that Ye Wentian would think that they were guilty and would not spare any of them.

But if you don't explain, you'll die, and if you're caught cheating, you'll die, so it's better to admit it openly.

After hearing this, Ye Wentian also secretly fell silent, and turned to scan all the ghosts present with a scrutinizing gaze, which directly made them feel uneasy.

I couldn't help complaining secretly in my heart, so I said no wonder there were so few people here. The people who paid off the water were all ghost generals and ghost kings, not even the acquired level.

After doing it for a long time, it turned out that it was a state of survival of the fittest, turning all living beings into piles of blood food, and people's hearts were really cruel.

Of course, I thought so, but Ye Wentian didn't think that what these ghosts did had anything to do with him, and he was not prepared to do anything to eliminate evil.

After all, in terms of the definition of life, humans and ghosts are not the same species. What they eat is ghost souls, which at best can be regarded as killing each other. Why should he, a person from the human world, be so lenient? !

On the other hand, Uncle Jiu's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but he didn't say much. Seeing this, Ye Wentian also felt relieved and couldn't help but secretly sigh that the pedantic Uncle Jiu had finally changed.

If this had happened before, I'm afraid that Uncle Jiu would immediately have to go on a journey to eliminate demons with eggs and stones. He would definitely kill the wrong ones and not let them go...

"You dare to act like this without a jailer to supervise you?"

"Well...no, the main reason is that the prison guard who inspects the prison once every twenty years has never come down again. Everyone is worried about whether something terrible has happened to the outside world. This move is also for self-protection."

Seeing that Ye Wentian was not angry but asked again with interest, the tattooed devil boy also explained again anxiously.

Of course, although this explanation sounds somewhat credible to Ye Wentian, it is definitely not the only reason.

After all, the people in the eighteen levels of hell are all evil souls. Just imagine how many good birds there are? ! Perhaps greed for soul blood is the correct answer...

"The eighteen levels of hell are not managed by judges? When did there be an extra prison guard?"

"This little guy doesn't know, but he must have been appointed by the judge, right?!"

Ye Wentian naturally became more curious when he heard about the prison guard. However, the tattooed devil boy did not dare to confirm the identity of the prison guard and could only reply with a rough guess.

"I heard Judge Zhang say this. The prison guard was the Fifth Judge who found the original inspection method troublesome more than three hundred years ago, so he made a new rule that takes turns every twenty years.

It's understandable that these ghosts don't know. As for the changes discovered more than 160 years ago, I think it was the Ghost Emperor of the Ten Directions who instigated the war in the underworld. "

"..."

The tattooed devil boy didn't know it, but Uncle Jiu explained the prisoner's problem to Ye Wentian through sound transmission, which made Ye Wentian speechless after hearing the words.

Ye Wentian also became somewhat interested when he heard about the war in the underworld. What kind of underworld?Can't even manage a small underworld? !

Of course, curiosity is curiosity, and complaints in his heart are complaints. Ye Wentian has no intention of asking now. It will not be too late to get to know him slowly after leaving here.

"Do you know of any way to leave?"

"Yes! Of course there is!"

"Say it!"

Hearing this, Ye Wentian was a little excited and couldn't help but urge him quickly.

"Okay sir, one of them is to have the token of the hell world. With the help of the formula, you can freely enter and leave the eighteen levels of hell. Of course, I don't think you will carry such a small object with you...

The second thing... is to stir up this hell and attract officials from the Ninth Prison to come and check. Then they will be captured and forced to take you two out.

Presumably, with adults' skills, they can be easily restrained. Someone will come down within three days or half a month. "

"Three days?! It's too long. Is there any way to get out immediately?!"

Hearing this, Ye Wentian became a little uneasy. He did understand that the tattooed demon boy's second option was extremely safe.

But after all, Cai'er had promised to go home for dinner, so it would be bad to break the appointment. Besides, there were still a lot of people waiting in Yizhuang, and not being able to go back at night would be worrying.

So he couldn't help but ask again. Ye Wentian couldn't wait as long as three days, and besides, he would definitely be able to wait for people to come down in three days.

Is it really going to take half a month to delay the action of recovering the secret realm? !How does this happen? !

"This...Based on the little person's understanding of this place, maybe the adults can do some research on it themselves."

"..."

In fact, there is one last method in the mind of the tattooed devil boy, which is to be automatically released after completing his sentence.

But firstly, it didn’t meet Ye Wentian’s time requirements, and secondly, Ye Wentian and the two entered this place by mistake. How could they complete their cultivation without even serving a sentence? !

The tattooed demon boy could only respond in this way. Anyway, based on his knowledge, it was difficult to think of any other way to leave.

"It's all gone."

"Thank you, my lord, for not killing me!"

"Thank you, my lord, for not killing me!"

"Thank you, my lord, for not killing me!"

"..."

He looked at the tattooed demon boy kneeling in front of him, and then at the ghosts around him who were looking at him with uneasy expressions.

Ye Wentian, who was silent for a moment, turned to say this boringly to all the ghosts.

After hearing this, all the ghosts breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked Ye Wentian in awe.

After carefully looking at him again, the ghosts rolled and crawled around wildly, as if they were afraid that Ye Wentian would regret it.

In just a few breaths, the ghosts disappeared without a trace, and due to the strange rules of the prison world, it was difficult for Ye Wentian to detect where the ghosts were hiding even if they were far away.

I think that the gathering of ghosts is definitely not due to the two of them leaking their auras, but it is probably caused by the vision of being imprisoned.

Shaking his head and putting aside the chaotic thoughts, Ye Wentian turned his eyes to the sky again. It seemed that the way to leave ultimately came down to breaking through the boundary barrier.

"Wentian, next we should..."

"Wait for me to go up and check it out."

"it is good…"

Before Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he saw Ye Wentian disappearing as he rushed to answer. His figure turned around and appeared at the top of the dome, looking at it like a small dot in the sky.

Uncle Jiu, who replied "Okay" to the air, was speechless. Seeing the magic barrier left by Ye Wentian around him, he could only stay there and wait in silence.

……

Standing on the top of the sky that is twenty kilometers away from this sea of ​​fire hell, I put my hand on the boundary barrier of the dome.

Through the induction of the way of space, Ye Wentian also secretly began to explore the structural details of the hell space.

The more he sensed it, the more Ye Wentian felt that the method of the person who opened these eighteen levels of hell was mysterious.