Maoshan ghost hunter

Most people's expressions are numb, and it looks like they are dying. Although they are reluctant to part with their loved ones in the world, they are helpless. Some people have deep obsessions, have miserable expressions, and sigh.

"Why did you tie their hands?" Cheng Zi asked curiously when he saw this scene for the first time.

"A ghost guard has so many people in custody, and he hasn't even drank Mengpo soup. He has a deep obsession. What if he runs away? There is no way."

"Master, I have a lot of money in the world, I can't bear it," a fat man in a suit cupped his hands and begged, "Master, let me go back, and burn more paper money for you—ah, I dare not!"

Before he finished speaking, he was immediately whipped by the ghost guard, screamed out, and hurried on his way obediently.

"I'm not reconciled, the person who killed me hasn't fulfilled the law yet, so I don't want to go to reincarnation!"

A young man tugged at the chain and struggled backward.

The ghost guard didn't say much, he just swung his whip and whipped him, the young man howled miserably.

The ghost messenger pulled the chain, and the young man whimpered, but he obediently followed.

"It's so pitiful..." Cheng Zi couldn't bear it.

"Karma retribution is not bad at all. When you come to Mr. Cui's house, you will give him a chance to state your grievances. If you have any doubts, you can go to King Yama to apply for a testimonial. There will be no mistakes in distinguishing right from wrong."

Chengzi tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "Unfortunately, there are some things that are not easy to tell right from wrong."

"Then coordinate and give a judgment acceptable to both parties."

Cheng Zi said: "I heard that if a widow marries again, she will go to hell after death?"

Ye Shaoyang shook his head, "The laws of the underworld also change with the world, otherwise the judgment will be based on the ancient law, otherwise almost everyone in the world will be guilty, and hell will not be able to live."

The three of them moved forward slowly among a bunch of dead souls and ghost messengers.From time to time, I heard the cries of the dead, the cries of unwillingness, and the sound of the whip of the ghost messenger, intertwined.

Although Cheng Zi is a demon, seeing this scene, he felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

There are always two rows of trees on both sides of Huangquan Road, without any other scenery.

Orange was feeling bored, when suddenly a thatched shed appeared on the side of the road in front of her, and there were a few tables under the shed, on which were some tea and dark fruits like mulberries.

A crooked wooden plaque was hung outside the tea shed, with the words "Yellow Spring Inn" written on it.

On a bench next to it, sat a thin and small old woman, holding a folding fan in her left hand, fanning continuously, and slowly waving her right hand, attracting the passing souls of the dead.

Those hungry and thirsty souls who had traveled for a long time showed yearning expressions when they saw the tea and fruit.Some people stopped, and immediately went up with a whip, most of them followed, and very few stayed again, and they were still whipped.

"What does this mean? Since people are not allowed to drink tea, why do they have an inn here?" Cheng Zi was puzzled.

Ye Shaoyang sneered and said, "Go on and watch."

There are very few people who have been whipped twice and still stay again, the ghost messenger will untie the rope and let him go.

The dead soul immediately rushed into the tea shed, picked up the tea bowl and drank it. After drinking, the old woman came up, smiled and persuaded them to go into the house to rest, led them in, and soon came out again, but the dead soul that entered was gone. .

The old woman sat back on the small bench and continued to wave to the passing souls.

"Three-way whip, if you still want to stop drinking tea, it means that you have too much desire, and the ghost guards will not care about it anymore, just let them drink."

Ye Shaoyang sneered, "It's just that after drinking, if you go into the hut, it won't be easy to come out."

"What will happen?" Orange asked.

"Send him to be a ghost slave and do hard work for three years." Ye Shaoyang shook his head, "For a bowl of tea, to do three years of hard labor is harder than migrant workers, and the key is not to pay wages."

"This...is too tragic." Cheng Zi was shocked.

"There is no inn on Huangquan Road. Before setting off on the road, the ghost messenger will remind me that I am blindfolded by desire. Who is to blame."

Ye Shaoyang urged the two to hurry up and fly away.

"Shaoyang, Shaoyang!" Suddenly came a call from behind, Ye Shaoyang was taken aback, stopped, followed the prestige, saw a dead man in his 50s, and waved at himself.

"You are... the third uncle?"

Ye Shaoyang exclaimed in surprise, this dead soul is his second uncle Ye Jun's neighbor and also a clan member, Ye Shaoyang called him Sanbo, he met him last time when he was home, so we can still know each other.

Sanbo looked at Ye Shaoyang, frowned and said, "Shaoyang, why are you here, you are so young, could you be dead too?"

"Uncle San, I'm not dead, I'm here to handle business, you old man..." Since seeing him here, he must be dead, so Ye Shaoyang didn't ask further.

Because Sanbo greeted Ye Shaoyang, he stopped involuntarily. The ghost guard raised his whip and was about to whip it down.

Ye Shaoyang had sharp eyes and quick hands, stepped forward to grab it, and said: "Master, this is my relative, because of the delay of the trip because of talking, the master is proud of you!"

The ghost guard glared, "You're just a shady mage, so go ahead and say hello to the dead souls!"

Ye Shaoyang directly showed the celestial master card, the ghost guard looked at it, relaxed his attitude, clasped his hands and said: "It turns out that he is a celestial master in the world, but I have my duties as an official, so don't delay."

"This is my relative. I will leave after a few words."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and asked Sanbo: "How did Sanbo pass away?"

"He got terminally ill and died of illness." The third uncle wiped his eyes, and suddenly thought of something, "Shaoyang, you are a mage, can you take me back, your third aunt's legs and feet are not good, I don't worry about it."

(These two days of filming are busy, and tomorrow will be over after one day of filming. Don’t worry, I will make up for the few updates. This month’s monthly ticket has reached the top of the supernatural category. Thanks to everyone, let me go home and take out the bonus to give out red envelopes. When the time comes Notice. Thanks everyone.)

Chapter 969 Shy Xiao Langjun

Ye Shaoyang sighed, and said: "Third Uncle, everyone has such a time. Once they pass through the gate of hell, they have nothing to do with the previous life. Third Aunt, I will ask my Second Uncle to take care of you. Good job, there will be blessings in the next life, you can go at ease."

Sanbo sighed, nodded, and left helplessly following the ghost messenger.

Ye Shaoyang looked at his back and sighed secretly.

After flying all the way for 10 minutes, I heard a burst of crying and sighing in front of me. I looked up and saw a white jade arch bridge at the end, and a stone platform next to it.

When all the dead souls walked there, they were scolded to stop, and then they took turns to stand up for a while, looking into the distance.

This is Wangxiangtai.At the end of life, when you see your hometown for the last time, no one does not sigh and shed tears, and then, urged by the ghost messenger, walks to the bridge of Naihe, but does not go on the bridge.

There is a small path of stone steps beside the bridge, and there is also a memorial archway in the middle, with the words "You Ming Dao" written on it, guarded by two rows of ghost guards.

These souls who have just arrived in the underworld will first be sent to live in the city of death, and then wait for Cui Fujun to read the book of life and death, arrange reincarnation, or go to hell, or go to work as a ghost.Before the ghost is reincarnated, come to drink a bowl of Mengpo soup and forget the previous life.

The three of Ye Shaoyang also followed many dead souls on the Nether Road, holding the Celestial Master Card in their hands along the way, and there were no ghosts to stop them.Going all the way, a city appeared in the distance.

The three of them walked around the city wall and came to the main gate. The tall gate tower showed a solemn demeanor. They wrote "Fengdu City" in three big characters, and there was a stone tablet beside it. There was a line of big characters on it. It was the first time I saw Cheng Zi, and he read it aloud in a low voice. road:

"Wuwei Dao, God knows people's feelings; Wuwei is dark, ghosts see human shapes, speak their minds, ghosts hear people's voices, crimes are full, and the earth takes people's souls...Boss, what do you mean?"

"It doesn't matter, let's go."