After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Before that, King Hades had never set foot in the old Fengdu.

Even though Jifu and Fengdu are both places in charge of death, when Ye Li was not the lord of Fengdu thousands of years ago, Fengdu and Fengdu were more like a superior-subordinate relationship than two death-related institutions that were opposite and equal.

At that time, how could King Hades step into the residence of Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin.

Even in the past, compared with other existences, Yan Wang already knew more about the old Fengdu, but he still only heard of the name of the prison guarded under the old Fengdu. I have heard related narratives from the mouth of the ghost messenger.

But this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes.

In the process of falling, Hades also guessed the appearance of the lower hell, and simulated countermeasures for their landing situation in advance, so as to prevent them from being attacked by the old Fengdu after falling into hell.

Even so, when Hades really felt that his feet had stepped on the real ground and opened his eyes to look, he was still surprised by the scene in front of him and raised his eyebrows, which was a bit unexpected.

But what surprised Hades even more was that there was no one around him.

Whether it was Yan Shixun, Ye Li, or other rescue team members... none of them were there.

Alone, he fell into a sea of ​​scarlet stickiness.

Everything you can see is deep red and light red.

In the bone hell, the blood plasma sprays the tall caves, drips slowly along the stone walls, and gathers in the low-lying places on the ground to form an endless river of blood.

On the Blood River, there is an old man in a bamboo hat holding a small boat, slowly paddling across.

The old man's hand is not a boat pole, but a long human bone. Every time it falls into the blood river, it will accurately poke a soul that wants to roll out of the river, and forcefully press the soul's head again. Into the river of blood.

Screams and cries for help came and went, floating above the river of blood.

However, no matter the old man on the boat or the grotesque and ferocious ghost on the shore, they all looked numb and used to it. No ghost thought there was any problem with it, and they were already used to it.

If ordinary people fell here, they would have been so frightened that they would have passed out.

That's better than being in a group of ghosts, not knowing when the ghosts passing by will find out the panic and panic, which makes people afraid to vent their anger and almost kills people.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Yama quickly calmed down, glanced around without any brows, and almost knew the environment he was in.

He once heard that there are nine levels of hell guarded below the old Fengdu, and the sins are twice as serious for each level down.

If it is said that what they saw when they first entered the city were all souls that harbored resentment towards their own death and refused to accept death frankly, then every time they went down, the sins accumulated by the soul would become deeper.

From killing prisoners, to massacring villages and cities, destroying countries and cities, and so on.

The river of blood here is the sin of the evil spirits trapped here.

No matter how many murders they committed during their lifetime, they will be overwhelmed by so many murders after they die, and they will not be allowed to go ashore.

Not only was Yama not horrified by the sight in front of him, but he raised his eyebrows with interest.

Although it was the first time to see the hell mode of the old Fengdu with his own eyes, King Yan couldn't help feeling that Fengdu was in prison, and it was indeed as terrifying as the rumors said.

Compared with letting the soul suffer the punishment in the underworld, Fengdu is more like a punishment for the soul. Day after day, Li Gui recalled the past, and then deeply realized why he was imprisoned here and could not leave.

The ghost itself is its own cage.

Although Yan Wang didn't like Beiyin Fengdu Great Emperor, he admired the methods of the old Fengdu.

Fortunately, he was the one who fell here. If those few living souls were here, they might not have been scared out of their wits.However, if Ye Li is here...

Yan Wang's ears moved, and he noticed a slight sound coming from behind him.

His eyes immediately turned cold, and he twirled the folding fan lightly in his hand, and knocked on his arm without haste, making regular soft sounds, calm and composed.

From the corner of his eye, a dark red to black figure was slowly approaching him, and the stench was getting closer and closer.

Obviously, the ghosts on the shore discovered the strange existence of Hades, and immediately it was like a piece of meat thrown into the crocodiles. The group of ghosts regarded Hades as an ignorant ghost that fell from other hells, and they coveted their souls. He approaches.

There was a condescending look of compassion in Yan Wang's eyes, but they were cold without any warmth.

The gorgeous and exquisitely embroidered robes dangled down at his feet, and suddenly there was no wind and it was automatic.

With the place where Hades stood as the center, the ghost energy quickly swept to the surroundings, quietly enveloping the surrounding ghosts, and even spread to the blood river.

Stop the boat from drifting.

The old man raised his head coldly, and under the bamboo hat that had been lowered all the time, he revealed a pair of completely black eyes with no whites, and looked towards the shore.

However, when the old man saw the situation on the shore clearly, his eyes widened in astonishment.

The ferocious ghost with fierce eyes was slowly approaching its prey.

The young man surrounded by ghosts in the middle wore a long gown, embroidered with lifelike ghosts, all of which had been famous for thousands of years, baring their teeth and claws, as if roaring angrily.

Few ghosts survived even seeing those big ghosts, but they were embroidered on the robes by this young man, as if these ferocious ghost faces were no different from landscapes and flowers.

But what surprised the old man even more was that the young man's whole body was noble, not like a ghost.

But on the contrary, it looks like...a ghost who has been in a high position for a long time, has seen the vast world, and walked with the Dao.

Even though he was in such a fierce place, the young man didn't even have a trace of fear. On the contrary, there was a smile on his lips, his eyelashes drooped, and his clear and fair face was incompatible with this place, as if he was just an elegant scholar.

But the ghostly aura surrounding the young man said otherwise.

The old man was on the blood river, holding his head on the boat pole and looking up in a daze.

——Behind the young man, a huge and ferocious black shadow was projected onto the rock cave behind him, roaring silently, covering all the ghosts under the shadow.

It was so huge that it could swallow the whole hell in its belly.

But those ghosts only focused on the things in front of them, and didn't even notice the existence they thought were prey. They had already surrounded all the ghosts with their own strength.

They are still dreaming of the dream of coveting souls, their fierce eyes are full of greedy expressions, and they are approaching the young man who is "scared and stupid" and standing there step by step.

Yan Wang laughed softly, and pressed the folding fan in his hand to his lips to hide the smile on his lips.

"The so-called siege, your encirclement circle is always larger than your prey, and it can be regarded as successfully encircling the prey, so that the prey has nowhere to escape. But you."

Yan Wang chuckled, and asked the ghost in front of him in a gentle tone: "Why do you set up a small encirclement circle in the encirclement circle of prey?"

He raised his hand, pinched a small gap between his white fingers, compared the little distance to Li Gui with contempt in his eyes, and gestured: "Surround and encircle, no matter how you want to enclose the prey, it is considered a surround it?"

"What are you guys?"

Yan Wang blinked his eyes slowly, and asked with a smile: "In order to welcome me, did you prepare a joke for me?"

Having not communicated with the outside world for thousands of years, Li Gui has long lost his ability to speak, and can only struggle to distinguish what the young man in front of him is saying.

But the undisguised contempt on the young man's face still made Li Gui easily aware of the young man's disdain for them, which angered Li Gui.

They roared angrily and made strange noises, and rushed towards the young man, trying to tear him to pieces, imagining the young man crying and begging them to let them go.

However, the ghosts will be disappointed.

When the ghost rushed over, the gust of wind seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier in front of Hades. The originally fierce wind was only left with a gentle breeze blowing on the face, gently raising the broken hair of Hades' temples.

He stared at everything in front of him with a light smile, there was no panic on his handsome face, or the bitter tears that Li Gui imagined.

Instead, it seemed to be laughing and mocking the stupidity of the ghosts, picking the wrong target.

Li Gui's thin and sharp finger bones stabbed straight at Hades, but stopped in mid-air, unable to take another inch.

It was stunned at first, and then realized that it was frozen in mid-air.

When it didn't notice, an unknown black mist spread, like a powerful chain, rushing obliquely from all directions, binding it firmly in the air.

Not only it, but all the ghosts were treated equally. They could only watch the young man standing peacefully not far away, but no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't break free from the chains of black mist in midair.

"Ok?"

Yan Wang made a puzzled voice with a soft nasal voice. He tilted his head and looked surprised: "Why do you look so surprised? Don't you know each other?"

He raised the folding fan in his hand, casually knocked on the chain that passed by not far from him, and said with a smile, "Have you never seen the chain of ecstasy?"

"Isn't that what Fengdu ghosts use?"

Yan Wang blinked his eyes, as if he was genuinely puzzled: "Could it be that it's only used by ghosts in the underworld?"

Li Gui looked at Hades' eyes and gradually became terrified.

Some ghosts suddenly realized something, and their ferocious ghost faces were immediately filled with fear and remorse. They frantically struggled in mid-air, causing the intertwined chains to make "crackling" noises.

The reverberation echoes in the tall and empty karst cave, layer upon layer, and the void is so deadly and silent that it permeates people.

"I also admire you."

As if he couldn't see the regretful begging for mercy on Li Gui's face, Yan Wang just shook his head slightly and sighed, "I've only heard of persimmons being pinched softly, or pinched to granite. This is the first time I've seen it."

"There is no need for the last words, and I will never see you again anyway."

Yan Wang smiled: "Then."

The folding fan in his hand tapped his arm lightly, like the leisurely composure of princes and princes in the old days when they listened to music and watched operas.

But what followed was not the magnificence of the opera, but the black mist that surged crazily after hearing the order, screaming and rushing towards the ghost in mid-air, and swallowed the ghost with its mouth wide open.

In the chaotic darkness, it was impossible to tell where it was still a ghost.

Or just air.

"Goodbye."

After Hades' words fell, the surrounding black mist dissipated.

The huge black shadow projected on the rock wall also disappeared.

Everything seemed to be the same as usual, as if nothing happened just now.

Even those fierce ghosts in the midair disappeared, not even a wisp of smoke remained.

Only the large space around King Hades's body that was wiped clean vaguely hinted at what happened here just now.

In hell, there are fierce ghosts everywhere, and there is no such thing as clean.

Only Hades.

He was tall and tall, standing on the shore with his sleeves rolled up, with a relaxed expression like a tourist who came to visit hell, smiling and looking at the scenery under the dome of the cave.

It can be seen that the old man Xiaozhou, who has seen the whole process, only feels shuddering.

He can easily wipe out all the ghosts in this area in an instant, and the real ghost is huge enough to swallow hell... What is the origin of this person?

No.

It should be asked, when did such a person exist in Fengdu Hell?

The old man felt that the pole of the boat in his hand seemed to be unrestricted, and he could continue to slide, and immediately pushed the pole, wanting to quickly escape this land of right and wrong in a small boat, away from the unfathomable existence on the shore.

But as soon as the old man moved, he heard a soft call with a smile from the shore.

"In a hurry, where are you going?"

Yan Wang raised his hand, gathered the hem of his long gown, looked at the blood stained meat under his feet, and frowned slightly in disgust.

He stepped closer to the shore, and the river of blood that was washing the boulders and bones on the shore immediately retreated half a foot and half a foot, lest it would get wet and stain the soles of his shoes.

But he was still cast aside by Hades, and gave a "tsk".

He stood on a boulder, put down the hem of his gown casually, pointed at the old man with a folding fan, and asked with a smile: "I want to ask you something, come here."

The old man froze, the original leisurely boating on the blood river was no longer visible, only the trembling of fear remained.

He rowed over obediently, took off his bamboo hat, and bowed deeply to the figure on the shore, not daring to look directly at that figure.

"Have you ever seen anyone else come here?"

Yan Wang didn't care about the old man's sudden respectful behavior, he just casually described the image of Ye Li and the rescue team, and asked the old man if he knew the whereabouts of those people.

As far as he is concerned, it makes no difference whether other ghosts treat him respectfully or maliciously.

Because no matter what the other ghosts are thinking, he has the confidence to deal with it.

But seeing him like this, the old man didn't dare to vent his anger, his head drooped down, almost buried in his ribs.

No matter what Hades asked, the old man knew everything, lest he be unhappy, and let himself end up like those ghosts.

Living in hell for a long time, this is the first time the old man has seen that there exists such a number of ghosts that can absolutely suppress such a number, and it is even as easy as walking in the garden, as if it is just as natural as tearing off a flower branch.

In the past, only ghosts devoured other ghosts, but today, because of such a character, the ship capsized, and there was not even ashes left...

The old man told the truth respectfully.

Hades frowned upon hearing this.

It seems that he is really the only one who fell into this place?

But, at the very least, Yan Shixun should be here. When he entered the lower hell, he was with Yan Shixun, and his strength and entanglement were together... What's going on?

"What level of hell is this, and what is it used for in Old Fengdu?"

Hades had a guess in his mind, so he asked the old man.

According to the old man, this layer of hell is already close to the bottom, and all the prisoners are vicious ghosts who have slaughtered tens of thousands of people.

Every drop of blood in the river of blood is the blood of those who were killed by the ghosts.Only by wading up the river can you go ashore and escape the torture.

After the death of the Great Emperor of Fengdu in Beiyin, even the ghost messengers from the old Fengdu escaped, leaving only the tortured ghosts in hell.

So they scrambled and devoured each other, trying to get stronger, and then went ashore to escape the pain in the river of blood.

Those who attacked Hades on the shore were already the most powerful ghosts in this layer of hell.

But it still disappeared in an instant.

The old man's eyes flickered, and when he thought of this, he said hoarsely: "However, if the soul you are looking for has the crime of massacring the city, you can look down."

The old man pointed at the blood river with his bark-like fingers, and said: "As long as all the ghosts in the blood river are gone, there is no blood left in the river, and all sins are wiped away, you can go to the lowest level of hell."

Yan Wang raised his eyebrows and gave the old man a meaningful look.

Ferryman.

But it's not crossing people, but crossing ghosts.

Going ashore means escaping punishment... It's just a lie.

If you stay in the river of blood, there will be a day when your sins will be paid for and peace will be regained. Even if you have been suffering for thousands of years, your soul will finally be released.

But if the other ghosts that devoured the blood river were able to go ashore, they would completely lose the chance to leave the cage.

I can only stand on the shore, proudly thinking that I have escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, but I don't know that I made a wrong choice instead, and I will coexist with hell forever, and there will be no time to leave.

Gee.

A scheming ferryman.

Nonsense, half true and half false.Whether you believe it or not, you can only provoke the end of death.

But fortunately, Hades has long been accustomed to this.

After all, when he was in the underworld, he also watched those ghosts struggling to escape, but instead fell into a deeper hell, begging in pain but unable to leave.

Doing evil in life, accumulating sins, and the heavy burden of cause and effect will all be weighed on the soul.

When to repay and when to leave.

Regardless of hundreds of years or thousands of years, ghosts and gods will always judge the cause and effect of good and evil with cold eyes and justice, and even small evil causes will accumulate into evil results, which will not escape the eyes of ghosts and gods.

Hades glanced across the river of blood casually, turning a blind eye to the howling and struggling ghosts in the river of blood, thinking about the old man's words to himself.

Massacre... Among the people he knew and was looking for, only one had this experience.

However, it was the people in the city behind who were slaughtered.

Will Ye Li be in the lowest level of hell?

Yan Wang felt that according to what the old man said, it seemed to be very troublesome, and he didn't want to go through a lot of trouble just to find that guy Ye Li.

Anyway, as the lord of Fengdu, nothing will happen to Ye Li, so let Ye Li take care of himself.

After all, those fragile souls of the rescue team are still waiting for him to save, and Ye Li can't say anything wrong because of this.

There were layers of waves in Yan Wang's eyes, and his smile rippled: "Yan Shixun definitely wants me to do the same, right, Ye Li."

After making up his mind, Hades raised his head, nodded slightly to the old man, and walked towards the blood river.

Under the unbelievable gaze of the old man and the ghosts of the blood river, he walked on the river as if walking on flat ground, and even the corners of his gown were not wetted or stained by blood.

Instead, the blood river, which was still turbulent and undercurrent just now, suddenly stopped.

She was as cute as a cat being held by the back of its neck.

When Hades was walking on the blood river, the group of ghosts finally faced the fear just felt by the ghosts on the bank, and immediately sank into the bottom of the river, fearing that if they slowed down a little, they would be discovered by Hades, and he would clean them up like dust Lose.

The old man watched Yama's move across the river of blood, and nothing but a chill remained in his soul.

He realized that the half of the truth he didn't tell had been seen through by the young man in front of him!

To go to the lower hell, the entire vast blood river must be cleaned up, so that the ghosts can pay for their sins during their lifetime.

However, how to clean up the numerous crimes of the ghosts?

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once said that if hell is not empty, he vowed not to become a Buddha, but thousands of years have passed, has he ever succeeded?

The old man did not lie.

He just proposed a method that could not be done.

Then how to get to the upper hell?Is it possible, ascend to the sky?

The old man never lied.

He just, didn't say.

But he didn't want to, the trap that the old man thought he had dug was so clear in the eyes of Hades.

Yama smiled: About hell, maybe I know better than you?

He crossed the river of blood with a chuckle, never looking back at the scene behind him, nor showing off to the old man like an ordinary person.

When Yan Wang crossed the river and stepped onto the land on the bank, the scene in front of him was dark for a moment.

When his vision lighted up again, it was no longer what he saw just now on the other side of the river.

But in another hell.

There was a smile in Yan Wang's eyes.

Going down is a sin, and going up is naturally the cause and effect of being forgiven.

If you want to go to the upper hell, you must cross the river of sin. The soul is lighter than the sin, which means that you can leave after paying off all the sins.

That is, the soul cannot fall into the river again.

The ghosts in the blood river were therefore always submerged in the river, unable to float up.

But beyond that, there is another problem that is easily overlooked.

- You can't turn back.

Once turning back, for hell, it means that the ghost is nostalgic for the sins of the past, and there is a possibility of recidivism. Therefore, even if the forgiveness has been obtained, it should not be given to the ghost again.

You can only stay in that layer of hell and lose the chance to leave.

The underworld has been suppressed above the [-]th floor of hell for a long time. Even if you have never had in-depth contact with Jiufeng, when it comes to understanding ghosts, there is probably no existence that can compare with Hades.

He saw the old man clearly, knowing that even if the old man had to tell the way to leave due to coercion, he would not say everything.

Who would be foolish enough to trust a demon completely?

The old man didn't lie, he just dug a few holes quietly in his words.

Yan Wang smiled lightly, and walked forward.

The gown tumbled behind him, the embroidery came alive, as if roaring in mid-air.

However, the old man's words were not completely useless.

At the very least, he helped Hades do the elimination method, knowing where he should go to find those rescuers.

Those rescue team members were still living souls, and they were able to enter the old Fengdu because of Gui Dao and Yan Shixun.

Their souls are entangled with the golden light of merit, and it is even more impossible to fall into hell.

Therefore, when they followed Hades and Yan Shixun into hell, the only possible place to go was the corresponding hell they should go to after being contaminated with Hades' "sins".

Hades, the source of infection, has the strongest "sin", so he falls into the place closest to the bottom hell.

As for the team members and the officials in charge...

As soon as Hades stepped into this layer of hell, he heard heart-piercing screams from afar.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

"Fuck, fuck!!! We have entered the lair of evil spirits!!"

The other party shouted sincerely, but Yan Wang nodded in satisfaction.

Well, that's right, I managed to find the right place this time.

After walking a few steps, after turning around the mountain, Yan Wang saw the rescue team members he was looking for as he expected.

However, the team members looked terrified, as pitiful as cats in a flock of chickens, huddled in a corner at a loss, trying hard to break through the encirclement.

And the evil spirits that smelled the breath of life were slowly approaching the team members, surrounding them three layers in and three layers in, and the team members were so shocked that they tried harder to break out of the encirclement, but they were repeatedly blocked by the evil spirits back.

Player: "Let me go!!!"

"Mom, mom, I saw a ghost!"

However, luckily in the misfortune, they did not disperse, but gathered in one place, which relieved Hades a lot of worry.

Hades: ... Poof.

He wasn't in a hurry to save people, he walked there slowly, shaking his folding fan, and even nodded to the evil ghost passing by in a good mood, saying hello.

Devil:?Who is this?He is so polite.

In the next second, the evil ghost flew away.

When the evil spirits besieging the rescue team members were still attracted by the living souls, they didn't realize that a massacre against the evil spirits was going on not far behind them.

But there was only one person who slaughtered the evil spirits.

He even narrowed his eyes with a smile, showing no trace of viciousness.

But it happened that such a pure and noble person, on the road he walked, the ghosts didn't even have time to react, let alone resist, they collapsed into black ash all over the sky, and scattered behind him.

But even a speck of dust did not dare to fall on the corner of Yama's clothes.

For fear of dirtying his gown.

The first to notice something was wrong was the besieged team members.

They happened to be facing the direction of Hades, and when trying to climb up to get rid of the group of ghosts, they just passed the group of ghosts and saw the face of Hades that they felt a little familiar to them.

The team members were puzzled: "Director Zhang Wubing? No, no, it seems to be..."

The word "Yan Wang" was swallowed by the team members, and they didn't dare to say it out.

It is true that the King of Hades at this time is too different from the person they know.

Obviously they have similar faces, and there is even a smile on Yama's face at this moment.

But the director Zhang Wubing, who is familiar with the rescue team members, does not have the same temperament at all.

When Zhang Wubing laughed, it was foolishly sincere and contagious, making everyone who saw him unconsciously want to laugh with him, knowing that Zhang Wubing was someone who could be trusted.

Even Zhang Wubing has a good face that does not belong to an entertainment star, but his handsome facial features are always covered by his crying or stupid smile, making people ignore his appearance.

But the figure walking towards the team members in front of him, even though he was also smiling, made people shudder. The team members felt that their backs were shivering, even far exceeding the sense of oppression brought by the ghosts around him.

The man's back was as tall and straight as a green pine, and the delicate embroidery on his thin shoulders was lifelike, like a ghost or beast lying on his shoulders, staring straight ahead, ready to roar away at any time.

Even though the ghosts were ferocious, the man stepped on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, calm and relaxed as if he was walking along a garden path.

Between the brows and eyes, the smile is gentle but cold.

Seeing "Zhang Wubing" like this, the team members froze in place.

Even before they entered the old Fengdu, Yan Shixun had informed them of the identity of Yan Wang and the relationship between Yan Wang and Zhang Wubing.

But he has never realized so clearly and profoundly that this person is really not the director Zhang Wubing, but...

He has been in charge of the underworld for thousands of years, suppressing thousands of evil spirits in hell, and even when the body is dead and the dao disappears, he can still grit his teeth and strip his soul with perseverance, and escape from death in front of the road.

Yama.

The team members looked at Hades who was walking towards them calmly, and subconsciously held their breath, feeling overwhelmed for a while.

"What's wrong? Why are you in a daze?"

The other team members who supported the team member's weight and let him climb up quickly found out that something was wrong with the team member, and couldn't help asking worriedly.

They looked anxiously at the group of ghosts around them, trying to see clearly what caused their companions to react in this way.

However, the besieged ghosts blocked their vision, leaving only hideous ghost faces in their field of vision. Their dead eyes were close at hand, but they couldn't see what was happening outside.

But at this moment, a magnetic voice with laughter came from outside.

"I think he should be looking at me."

The team members were stunned for a moment, wondering why there were people other than them here.

But they slowly recalled that this voice...

It seems to be similar to director Zhang Wubing's voice?

Before they could figure out what was going on, they saw the group of ghosts surrounding them start to commotion.

The originally unscrupulous evil spirits seemed to have seen an existence more terrifying than themselves.

But a terrified cry was still stuck in his throat, and was swept away by a powerful and majestic force, and they flew back and forth with claws and claws.

The team members still maintained the action just now, and were startled by this unexpected development, watching everything happening in front of them in dumbfounded.

After the group of ghosts dispersed, the figure that was originally blocked by them gradually appeared in the team members' field of vision.

The first thing they saw was the ghostly embroidery on the corners of the long gown.

His eyes slowly went up.

The man held a folding fan and smiled lightly, finally appearing in front of everyone.

"Although it's a step late, but fortunately it's not too late, isn't it?"

Yan Wang looked at the team members with a smile, blinked his eyes lightly, stretched out his fair and slender fingers to his lips: "Don't tell Yan Shixun."

"If someone complains to Yan Shixun or Ye Li..."

Yan Wang tilted his head and glanced at the team members meaningfully.

Team members: "..."

Although I am happy to be rescued, why do I always feel like I am being threatened?

However, is Hades also afraid of Mr. Yan?

The current king of hell, Jing Xiaobao, is spanked by Mr. Yan with his overalls on a daily basis. The former king of hell, Zhang Wu, was ill, and even if he saved someone, he threatened them, lest they sue...

Is this the correct perception of ghost exorcists?It turns out that the exorcist is so powerful.

One of the team members even thought that after returning home, he must pay respects to Mr. Yan and other masters. He didn't even know that exorcising ghosts is a profession that can suppress Hades?So awe-inspiring!

At this time, a Taoist priest from a village surnamed Bai sneezed suddenly: "Who is talking about me?"

The team members looked at Hades in a trance, and nodded in a daze.

Yan Wang smiled in satisfaction, unilaterally feeling that he handled it perfectly, which is an excellent performance that can definitely surpass the Lord of Fengdu.

No one paid any attention to the evil spirits who had been swept away.

Many evil spirits were directly hit by the power of Hades, and their souls were dissipated on the spot, turning into wisps of ashes in front of other evil spirits.

The evil spirits who were mopped up were frightened by this fate, and their original shouts were forced back, their eyes widened in horror, lest their voices would attract the attention of the evil god, and they would make up for it again. It was wiped out.

The evil ghosts who were lucky enough to save their lives fell to the ground, and hurriedly got up and knelt down tremblingly, desperately trying to reduce their sense of existence.

But Hades' goal of rescuing the rescue team had been achieved, so he lost his attention to those evil spirits, and he didn't even give them a single glance, turning a blind eye to the evil spirits kneeling on the ground shivering.

With one hand behind his back, he made an invitation gesture with the other, and motioned to the team members with a smile: "Let's go, what are you waiting for?"

"Oh, oh oh ok."

Only then did the team members come to their senses, and trotted over from the place where they were standing still.

"However, why didn't you see the person in charge and the Taoist priest?"

Yan Wang turned his gaze around them and asked, "Did the two of them get separated from you?"

The team members nodded worriedly: "We are here as soon as we opened our eyes, and there are ghosts all around, but the person in charge doesn't know where they went."

When the team members regained consciousness from the darkness, they found themselves lying on the ground where blood and fire were flowing everywhere, and the uneven sand and stones made their backs ache.

But what frightened them even more was the ferocious carrion skeleton lying on the ground beside them.

Besides their companions, there are also evil spirits around them.

Some of those rotting corpses had blue, white, gray and black skin, but they had a pair of cloudy eyes open, staring straight at the sky.

Some of them are already so decayed that bones can even be seen between the wounds covered with maggots.

But the same thing is that every carrion has its hands crossed on its abdomen, lying straight and neatly.

There is a stone tablet standing above their heads.

The team members glanced at it, and then realized that it was not a stone tablet, it was clearly a tombstone!

They were not lying on the ground randomly at all, more like being "buried" on a grave without soil.

No coffins, no mounds.

There is only one tombstone full of sins during his lifetime.

And the bones of the soul are exposed to the wilderness, and there will never be a peaceful day.

Careful team members found that those carrion corpses are not the same as real corpses. If you look carefully, the muscles of the carrion corpses are twitching. turn.

...This also means that if these carrion corpses are alarmed, they are likely to get up and attack them.

Because they disturbed their death.

The team members immediately held their breath, not daring to make a sound, and lay stiffly on the ground, not even daring to make a sound.

They carefully turned their heads left and right, exchanged glances with their companions, and confirmed each other's information.

They know that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Lying here is not an option. They don’t know when they breathe heavily and they will alarm the rotting corpses around them, not to mention that the official person in charge and the priest are not here. They are worried and want to find it. .

The team member stopped breathing, exhausted the strongest control in his life, and let himself get up from the spot without making a sound, his muscles trembling with force.

The rest of the team members also looked at their teammates worriedly, and got up quietly at the same time, wanting to leave here before those rotting corpses found them.

But what is most afraid of.

The metal zipper on one team member still made a slight knocking sound.

At this sound, the carrion next to him was immediately startled, turned his blue-white cloudy eyes completely occupied by the whites of his eyes, and looked at the team members.

A rotting corpse was awakened, followed by the second, and the third...

The team members who originally wanted to leave quietly fell into a sea of ​​carrion corpses. The evil spirits chased after them until they were cornered, and they were about to become their prey.

It was at this time that Hades appeared in time.

"From the moment we opened our eyes, we didn't see the person in charge."

The team members shook their heads with a wry smile: "We are also very worried about them, but, as for where they are now... I will ask Yama to help you find them."