When the magic stick summons cute pets

Behind the wooden door is a field of manjusawa flowers blooming brilliantly.

Flowers that are more colorful than fresh blood bloom with a soul-stirring beauty, filling the entire ground in large swathes, making it almost impossible to find a place to stay.

Ye Changsheng squatted down and observed the flowers closest to him. After a while, he muttered softly as if he had discovered something: "So the legend is not all nonsense. When this kind of flower blooms, you really can't see the leaves."

After sighing for a while, with his arms around his knees, he lazily raised his eyes and looked around.

There is no sun, moon and stars to illuminate the underworld, only the bonfire lit next to it and unknown will-o’-the-wisps floating around so that it will not be so dark that it is completely impossible to see.The whole surrounding area is gloomy, so dark and depressing that people can't breathe.

Ye Changsheng maintained this posture, slightly raised his head and looked at the sky that was so dark that he couldn't see half of the bright colors, and waited until he heard the footsteps of another person behind him, and then he opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "Although I have been talking with those dark people all the time. The spirits deal with each other, but this is the first time I have come to the underworld like this. This is what the underworld looks like.”

Standing behind him, Lu Kan looked at Ye Changsheng squatting in the manjushahua bushes and was almost submerged in flowers, smiled and responded: "It's still different from Yangjian."

Ye Changsheng nodded, stretched out his hand to pinch a flower between his fingers, put it between his nose and sniffed it gently, looked down at the gorgeous color, shook his head and clicked his tongue: "Even flowers are stained with death." The smell makes people feel depressed and panicked.”

As he spoke, he stood up on the ground again, stretched his limbs casually, and murmured: "But the strange thing is, it should be my first time here, but I feel a little familiar with this place." Looking back at Lu Kan , "Have I ever been here?"

Lu Kan was stared straight at him, with the expression on his face still calm as usual.The light-colored lips were slightly curved, and he smiled lightly and said: "Most of the reincarnation of ghosts has to pass through the underworld. Maybe now it's just some remnants of your memory before reincarnation have been awakened. Of course, you feel familiar with this place." It's normal."

Ye Changsheng's gaze fell on Lu Kan's face. After thinking for a while, he also curled his lips, as if accepting his statement: "Maybe it's true." He patted the stain on his body with one hand. Petal, "Let's go."

Lu Kan nodded, and walked with him through the manzhushahua bushes, and walked straight to the Naihe bridge at the other end.

Standing on a section of Naihe Bridge, Ye Changsheng stopped suddenly.Turning his head to look at a long and swift river under the bridge, the two fish in his black pupils seemed to swim more happily in an instant.

He moved closer to the river, looked down at the rushing river in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "Is this Huangquan?"

Lu Kan also followed Ye Changsheng's gaze towards the river, and reminded Ye Changsheng lightly: "Be careful. Although Huangquan seems to be no different from ordinary rivers, all the rivers below are unreincarnable rivers. If you fall, and they realize that you are a living being, even I may not be able to save you."

Ye Changsheng smiled, didn't make a sound, just bent down slowly, and put the manjusawa that he had been holding in his hand before into the underworld.The flowers fluttered in the direction of the water flow, and the brilliant red became the only color on the entire dark river surface, but that color was quickly swallowed by the river and disappeared.

Lu Kan watched Ye Changsheng's action of putting Manzhushahua into Huangquan, a strange light flickered in his amber eyes, but then he closed his eyes to put away the strange expression, and asked casually: " What is this? A ritual?"

Ye Changsheng was stunned for a moment, looking at his fingertips that were slightly red with the petal juice of Manzhushahua, after a while, he walked over to Lu Kan again, and said, "No."

He seems to have chosen his words for a while, and then paused for a while before continuing: "It's just that I think that if they do that, they might be happy."

Lu Kan didn't seem to understand what Ye Changsheng meant, so he repeated his words with some doubts: "'They'?"

Ye Changsheng pointed to the river and laughed: "Yes, they." He added, "Can't you feel it?"

Lu Kan listened to Ye Changsheng's unusually bright smiling face, and then looked at the dark and gloomy Huangquan under the Naihe bridge, and a very subtle emotion floated up in his heart, so that he didn't know how to reply for a while.

—Maybe this is the generation gap.

Lu Kan is rarely depressed: After all, he is more than 100 years behind, maybe he is really old and can't keep up with the thinking of young people.

Turning around and walking up the Naihe Bridge in silence, Ye Changsheng watched from the other side, and quickly followed up.

Naihe Bridge is very long.Ye Changsheng felt that he had walked with Lu Kan for a long time but still felt that he could not go to the end.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they suddenly heard a strange bell ringing from behind them. Ye Changsheng turned his head curiously, and was looking at a man wearing a white cloak of the same style as Lu Kan's standing in the distance. They were not far away, followed by a group of ghosts with shackled hands and feet.

The man held a huge bronze bell in his hand, and every time he walked a certain distance, the bell in his hand would shake slightly.The ringtone is not very loud, but it seems to be able to pierce the soul of a person. Listening to the ringtone, it seems that the whole body is bound by the ringtone, making people unable to break free even if they want to break free.

Ye Changsheng marveled in his heart, the legendary Soul Requiem Bell is really powerful.If this is not a special equipment for the underworld personnel, and outsiders have no right to use it, then he really wants to find a way to return it from here and put it by his side for self-defense.

The man walked up to Ye Changsheng and Lu Kan unhurriedly, glanced at Ye Changsheng lightly, and then said coldly to Lu Kan: "That's him?"

Lu Kan looked at the man in a white cloak with a face as cold as an ice sculpture, with an expression on his face as if he was in trouble, but then he suppressed that expression, and raised a polite look on his face. Laugh: "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you?"

Hearing Lu Kan's words, the man's already cold face seemed to turn colder. He looked at Lu Kan deeply for a while, then turned his gaze back, and said coldly to Ye Changsheng: "Quick battle, quick decision! Hurry up if you want to die or live, don't give..." The voice paused almost unrecognizably, the eyes half closed, and then quickly added the second half of the sentence, "Don't cause trouble for the underworld."

After all, he stopped paying too much attention to the two people on this side, and walked towards the other side of Naihe Bridge with the group of ghosts behind him.

Ye Changsheng looked at the back of the man who was going away, then at Lu Kan beside him, and asked tentatively, "Colleague?"

Lu Kan nodded, with a nonchalant expression on his face: "It's just that it might be more appropriate to make us rivals." His pale lips curved slightly, "As the only alien race in the entire underworld system, he I probably have never been used to seeing me."

After listening to Lu Kan's words, Ye Changsheng turned his head and glanced in the direction of the man who was almost invisible. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes: "Oh, that's really a pity."

Lu Kan obviously didn't want to continue discussing his so-called colleagues with him, so he reached out and gave him a light push on the shoulder: "Okay, don't delay any longer, there is still a long way to go .Go on."

Ye Changsheng responded, and continued to walk along the direction of the Naihe Bridge.

At the end of the Naihe Bridge is an inconceivably large palace that looks extremely majestic. Outside the palace, there are people in modern suits or strange ancient costumes standing on duty. When they see Lu Kan coming, they are respectful. He bowed towards the other end and said hello.

Lu Kan just nodded indifferently as a response, and then led Ye Changsheng directly into the palace from the main entrance.

Although Ye Changsheng already knew that even if Lu Kan was only working for the underworld, his position should not be considered low. Now he followed him around the underworld to see how other people treated him. The guess in my heart became more certain.

Under the ten halls of hell, what kind of position can that be?

Ye Changsheng obediently followed Lu Kan, and couldn't help but start to think wildly.Looking at the dark cloak on his body, and thinking about the cold-faced man wearing the same white cloak I met on the Naihe Bridge just now, I couldn't help but feel a little happy: Could it be that black and white are impermanent?

Following Lu Kan all the way around, seeing the surrounding environment getting more and more eerie and weird, Ye Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little hairy behind his back.Stretching out his hand and rubbing the goose bumps on his arm, he asked Lu Kan in front of him, "Where are you going now? Aren't you going to the Temple of Yama?"

Lu Kan shook his head, and answered him as a matter of course: "You are not a necromancer, what are you doing in the Temple of Yama?"

When Ye Changsheng heard Lu Kan reply to him, he subconsciously felt that the meaning contained here was not very good, and frowned with some headache: "Then where are we going?"

"Of course it is the place of direct trial." Lu Kan replied.

A vague guess suddenly appeared in Ye Changsheng's mind, he stared at the other end and continued to ask: "Where is the place of judgment?"

Listening to Ye Changsheng's questioning, Lu Kan slowed down his steps a little.

He turned his head and glanced in Ye Changsheng's direction. Under the reflection of the green will-o'-the-wisps around him, his originally handsome face looked a little ghostly for no reason, and the smile on his lips made him even more creepy.

"——No. 18 layers of hell."