Unspeakable and strange

All of a sudden, the door of the palace was shaken open with vigor, and the wind and rain poured in. In an instant, the wind and rain were like ten thousand horses galloping.

Yan Ning raised her hand to cover her eyes and looked over, only to see a white light flying in.

He yelled instantly, "Slow down!"

Qing Hongying barely stopped half an inch away from Nangong Huaijin.

Qin Hongfeng walked in across the threshold.His robe was soaked, his long hair was wet and stuck to his neck and face, his face was covered with frost, his eyes were as black as abyss, and his body was filled with a strong hostility.If it hadn't been stopped by Yan Ning's shout, the soft sword would have pierced Nangong Huaijin's neck.

As soon as he raised his hand, Qing Hongying turned the sword and flew back into his hand.Holding his sword upside down, he walked towards Yan Ning and said as he walked, "This man hides in the Xie Mansion. He has cultivated into an Asura by chewing and eating all kinds of ghosts. He can change his form and trick people's minds. No matter what you say, don't let him go!" Believe him." He spoke very quickly, with firm words and burning eyes, as if he was eager to win people's trust.The rain slid down his cheeks drop by drop. Yan Ning had followed him for so long, and had never seen him look so embarrassed and anxious.

Yan Ning was stunned, and it took him a long time to turn his head to look at Nangong Huaijin. When the sword stabbed him just now, he took two steps back and was forced to a corner. Right now, he was looking straight at the ground with a strange expression, as if he didn't hear what Qin Hongfeng was saying at all. .

In a short while, countless bone hands suddenly protruded from every cracked ground, and the crisp rattling sound of bones twisting could be heard.One of them grabbed Nangong Huaijin's ankles and pulled him down. Nangong Huaijin screamed and was dragged into the ground, leaving only the upper body lying on the ground. His fingernails rubbed against the brick surface and cracked pieces.

Yan Ning rushed over in a hurry, grabbed Nangong Huaijin's hand, and pulled him upwards vigorously.

His subordinates were like a heavy weight hanging from a weight, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it up, not only couldn't get up, but he could feel that he was being dragged down little by little.

After a while, he had poked his head halfway down and went in.

Qin Hongfeng stepped up and grabbed Yan Ning's arm that was stretched into the ground, and pulled him up, but he could only barely stop the momentum of his being pulled down.

"Let go!" Qin Hongfeng yelled at him sharply, "The underworld arrests people, no matter how much you stop yourself, you will be dragged down!"

Yan Ning blushed, gritted her teeth and said, "No, I can't let him go back."

Qin Hongfeng said bitterly, "You can't save him, you can look down by yourself."

With a finger pointing, he saw that the karmic flames of hell tumbling under the crack were devouring Nangong Huaijin's lower body, and a puff of green smoke dissipated from the place where the flames touched, except for the small half of his body that was still on the ground, most of Nangong Huaijin's body It has been wiped out.

Yanning was horrified.

Nangong Huaijin's face was as white as paper, only a little cinnabar mark on his forehead was as bright red as before, and he smiled miserably, "Your Majesty, let go, I am no longer a living person, and I should have been tortured by karmic fire. Everything has been done, and the rest is left to fate."

After saying that, Yan Ning suddenly felt the pressure on his hand loosen, Nangong Huaijin had already crushed the bones of his hand, flinched away from his palm softly, and instantly his body was submerged in the raging hellfire.

Yan Ning fell to the ground exhausted.

Qin Hongfeng looked outside the hall, the sky was overcast and cloudy, like thick ink that could not be melted, he said in a low voice, "The Ghost King of the Yin Division is coming soon, you can't stay here any longer."

He stepped forward to help Yan Ning, but when he met Yan Ning, Yan Ning subconsciously avoided him.

The hand stopped in mid-air.

Qin Hongfeng frowned, and said in a low voice, "No matter what problems you have, I will tell you the truth when you get out." He bit his fingertips and drew a talisman on Yan Ning's forehead.

He took out two more willow leaves and put them on Yanning's eyelids, the willow leaves disappeared in a flash, the willow leaves covered his eyes and he could see ghosts, it opened his eyes.

"No matter what you see, don't make a sound, and don't leave my side." Qin Hongfeng instructed him, "There are dead souls in your body. If they are discovered, it will take a lot of trouble."

The two of them walked out of the gate of the palace, only to see that the sky was covered with dark clouds, heavy winds and heavy winds, and a flash of lightning struck down, just illuminating the heads of the beasts squatting on the eaves.

And a long street outside the palace city seemed to be shrouded in green smoke and dense fog, with gusts of dark wind sweeping in, and the long street was flickering with the light of ghostly candles.

The streets are full of underworld officials coming and going, searching and checking from house to house.Some had dark faces, some were as white as paper, some were eight feet tall and wore red soap clothes, some were less than five feet tall and wore long black robes.Without exception, one hand raised the soul-inducing banner high, and the other hand was wrapped with iron chains, tied with green-faced and long-toothed ghosts, dragging behind them in long strings.

Qin Hongfeng held Yan Ning tightly, walked through the ghost officials with a calm face, and walked half a long street, but no one came forward to question him.

Not far away, another ghost official walked over with a green-faced ghost in chains.Yan Ning looked intently, but it was an old friend.

The green-faced ghost had already revealed its tragic image before death, with disheveled hair, bloody flesh all over its body, not human-like, moving slowly as the iron chains were pulled, its mutilated feet stepping on the rough loess road, leaving a trail behind. Bloody footprints.

During his lifetime, he was tortured by thousands of swords and fell into the underworld, and he also endured the severe pain of gouging out flesh and cutting bones.

Xu felt that he was walking slowly, so the ghost official pulled the chain forward, Xie Qixiang couldn't stand up, fell forward with his whole body, and was dragged forward on the ground.

Yanning couldn't help but pause.

Qin Hongfeng followed his gaze and frowned, not wanting to cause trouble.

The Yin official who was closest to them glanced at them, then walked over, drew the spirit flag horizontally, and stopped in front of them, "What are you procrastinating for? My lord is coming soon, don't hurry up and find all the escaped ghosts." , just wait to be punished."

Qin Hongfeng changed his form before leaving the palace, and now it seems that he has become a ghost official who locks his soul. He cast a curse on Yan Ning, and he is also an illusion.

The yin official who spoke pulled the chain in his palm, and the wails of lonely ghosts started again. From a rough count, he led the most ghosts. A ghost under torture. I don’t know who opened the door of Taodu Mountain’s Rebirth Prison, and now it’s over, all the ghosts waiting to be reincarnated have come out, and I don’t know when they will be caught.” The pale face said and sighed , "I was on duty for 5 day shifts in a row. After finally taking a break, I expected to go to Yinlefang to play a game or two. I was called back when I just went out. I counted the ghosts. Okay, the people under my jurisdiction escaped the most, and the tasks were the worst." Heavy."

The white-faced official looked at Qin Hongfeng enviously, "Why did you catch one after so long? You couldn't be so lucky, so you just escaped?"

Qin Hongfeng smiled, "No, I escaped too fast, I didn't find all of them, I caught them one at a time, so go back and report to me first."

"You're a newcomer, right? That's all, tell me the birthday of your subordinate, and I'll help you pay attention."

"Then I'll have to work." Qin Hongfeng made up a few birthdays, turned them into a piece of yellow paper, and handed them over with both hands.The white-faced official took it, but his hands were still spread out and did not move.

Qin Hongfeng paused, pursed his lips and smiled, took out a stack of paper money from his arms and stuffed them one by one, "Take care of me."

Only then did the white-faced official put it in his arms contentedly, "Don't say I didn't mention you, the man in black sitting in front is the judge of this area, if you can let him give you some from his subordinates, that's a lot of money." It’s over, and you don’t have to look for it any more.”

"Thank you very much." Qin Hongfeng cupped his hands in thanks.

Everyone in this ghost world is greedy and cunning, even colleagues are divided into high and low, old and new, and need to be filial at all levels, let alone the ghosts who are punished under their hands. was delayed indefinitely.

They walked forward for a while, and they saw the man called the judge sitting under the city gate, holding a book in one hand and drawing in the other, counting and taking back the ghosts captured by the officials.

Ghost officials who have completed their tasks can go out of the city and go back on their own.They were obediently at the end of the line, Yan Ning looked around, Xie Qixiang was obviously in front of them, but now he disappeared.

When it was their turn, Qin Hongfeng handed over a sign, but this wooden sign was not like other names engraved with the size of tadpoles. The judge looked up at them with cold eyes, and it was Yan Zhaoming.

He took the empty wooden sign, raised his pen and pretended to check it, then lowered his head, and let them pass.

As soon as they stepped out of the city gate, they heard a loud and clear shout behind them, "The ghost king is here!" The city gate closed with a bang, and all the ghosts of the ghosts who hadn't had time to leave the city were locked in the city.

Sixteen steeds with will-o'-the-wisps and a resplendent carriage passed over them in the void, followed by dark soldiers in strong and sharp coats.

Only one step away, they will be locked in the city.