On the unfortunate days in the underworld

Following Xiao Changlu into the room, he waved his hand, and the door slowly closed by himself. Huiming looked up at him vigilantly, feeling that his breathing rate was a little faster, and just wanted to find some words to relieve the slight In an awkward atmosphere, I heard a word uttered loudly over there.

"Take off!"

Huiming froze on the spot, holding his collar tightly with both hands, with a look of swearing to the death, at the same time quickly took two steps back, hid behind the chair, and shouted with all his strength: "Xiaoxian Although she is suave, handsome, elegant, and extraordinary, she is not just letting others play with her, integrity is the foundation of Xiaoxian's life and security!"

After some impassioned words, Xiao Changlu was stunned for a moment, and then he still maintained that indifferent look, with a hint of impatience evident between his brows and eyes, he walked up and pushed Huiming to the side of the bed, and couldn't help but put his The white robe was torn off, and Huiming saw that it was all done, so he immediately punched and kicked, trying his best to break free from the clutches.

But he made a lot of effort, but it didn't work at all like a mud cow falling into the sea. Just when he was about to squeeze out two tears and announce that he had given up, his back suddenly felt cold, and the pain pierced through his whole body like ten thousand ants biting the bone. , Just when he felt that all the muscles and bones in his body were about to be torn apart, a soft air rushed to his limbs, gradually offsetting the initial pain.

"I have placed a restriction on you. From now on, you will not be afraid of the coldness of the underworld. Remember that your identity is Bai Wuchang, and you must not reveal your true origin to anyone." Xiao Changlu explained to him rarely, although his tone was Not the slightest element of politeness.

"Oh, then thank you Brother Xiao. Xiaoxian, no, I was rude before." Huiming quickly put on his clothes, knowing that he had overreacted just now and regarded him as a person with a bad personality. of guilt.

"Hmph," Xiao Changlu replied angrily, turned his back and said to him, "I'll take you to the mortal world."

"Mortal world, where are you going?" Huiming cheered up immediately, he hadn't been to Mortal world for a long time, so he couldn't help getting a little excited.

"Go to seduce the soul." Xiao Changlu dispelled Huiming's interest very bluntly, he waved his hand, and strode forward as usual.

Huiming was terrified by "Houhun", but his heart was indeed a bit bigger than ordinary people, thinking that even on the road of "Houhun" he could enjoy the scenery along the way, his mood improved involuntarily, he hummed a little song and followed .

The two of them left the ghost gate, and only then did Huiming notice that the road from entering the ghost gate was Huangquan Road. When he first came, he was curious why there was a road that appeared on the river out of thin air. The river water is the legendary Yellow Spring!Thinking of this, Huiming couldn't help but tilt his body, wanting to see more clearly.

"Those who fall into the underworld will lose their souls." Suddenly Xiao Changlu said such a sentence suddenly, and Huiming, who was safe and sound at first, felt a dark wind blowing on the river, dragging him down, and his whole body was about to fall. go in-

God, I can't die, I haven't eaten all over the world yet, I haven't returned to heaven, I haven't gotten married yet, I haven't... Just when Huiming closed his eyes and shouted in his heart, suddenly his body froze Suddenly, when he opened his eyes, the man was still holding his collar vigorously.

At this moment, Huiming felt the hand on his neck tightened more and more, knowing that he had made a mistake again, he shrank his head very cooperatively, stood there motionless, and became a capitalized word "counseling".

But fortunately, Xiao Changlu's big concept and ghosts coming and going on Huangquan Road gave him a little face, but for the sake of safety, he still carried Huiming all the way out of the underworld.

In the mortal world, it was already late at night, and the sound of clappers in the middle of the night gradually drifted away. Except for the croaking of cicadas and frogs in the fields, thousands of households were all falling asleep. Walking on the country road, Huiming was very happy Although it is not a prosperous place, the green wheat seedlings, the luxuriant trees, the refreshing breeze, and the round and bright moon in the sky greatly satisfy Huiming's wish.

"Hey, Brother Xiao, do you want me to find some wine?" Hui Ming asked him happily.

"What are you drinking for?" Xiao Changlu looked at him incomprehensibly.

"Brother Xiao, look at the cool breeze, the moon and stars are sparse, you and I are walking on the small road, and drinking a few glasses of wine with the sound of the field, isn't it the most pleasant thing in life?" It's in my imagination.But Xiao Changlu didn't say anything to attack him at this time, he saw his footsteps stopped, the moonlight poured into his eyes, did not shine a gleam of light, he curled his lips like self-deprecating, and continued to walk faster.

Huiming had long expected that Xiao Changlu would ignore him, it didn't matter, everyone would get drunk if he wasn't drunk, so he twisted his body and wobbled after him.

The two came to an ordinary farmer's house. Huiming stepped forward to knock on the door, but Xiao Changlu interrupted him before he could touch the knocker, "Have you forgotten what we are here for?"

"I'm sorry, I'm used to it." Huiming hurriedly withdrew his hand, smiled a little embarrassedly, also, if someone opened the door and asked him what he was doing, he couldn't say that he was here to kill him.

It was about time, so Xiao Changlu didn't waste any more time, and went directly into the farmer's house, and rushed to one of the houses.

"Pass through the door." Huiming looked at him in surprise and thought that his own immortal skills are shallow, and becoming an immortal these days can only ride some clouds that are not too high. He doesn't know this magic at all, but it has already arrived For this sake, you can't just wait outside the door.

Huiming slowly stretched out his hand to the door, and was surprised to find that his own hand could also pass through. He was so happy that he did not forget the task, and after passing through the door, he entered the room where Xiao Changlu ran.

As soon as he entered, he saw an old man lying on the bed, but to his surprise, a vague blue shadow was slowly floating out of the old man's body, but half of the floating figure seemed to be covered by something. It was pulled, forming a stalemate.

"He had thoughts during his lifetime, so that his soul was restrained." Xiao Changlu watched this scene calmly, and narrated to Huiming lightly.

"Then what should we do?" Huiming asked curiously.

"Take this soul lamp and walk up to him." Xiao Changlu handed him an ordinary-looking lantern and asked him to get the soul out.

Huiming cried and felt sad, thinking that Xiao Changlu should be much more terrifying than this ghost, and he probably had no choice but to hold the soul lamp, first stretch out his hand and put the lamp far in front of his body, and then slowly walk forward with small steps Move, about one step away from the old man, Huiming felt the fire in the lantern suddenly brighten, and then looked at the blue shadow, as if being pulled by a strong suction force, gradually separated from the old man's body come out.

Looking again, the blue shadow slowly turned into a human form, exactly like the old man on the bed. The old man's ghost looked back and understood everything.

He knelt on the ground at the top of his voice, and said loudly: "My lord, do I still have something to entrust? I can't go like this. What about my son? What about my family? The ones I raised What about pigs and dogs..."

Huiming had never seen this kind of aggressive ghost before, and suddenly he became confused. He watched the ghost growl more and more joyously, and looked at Xiao Changlu as if asking for help.

"Shut up, let's go." When Xiao Changlu said a word, the whole room became cold in an instant, and the old man who was originally called Huan became quiet all of a sudden, and followed Huiming obediently, not daring to say a word.

"Ghosts are also afraid of evil people." Huiming shook his head, feeling that this world has never changed a bit because of different identities.