My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 521: Certain period

On the boundless Lethe River.

With a muffled bang, a wave of air exploded in the air.

Feeling the imperceptible fluctuations emitted by the soul-locking bell on his waist, Qian Huan adjusted his direction while flying.

Suddenly, a gray stone bridge appeared.

Qian Huan took a quick look and found that in addition to the Yinming insects, there was also a group of Yin soldiers walking on the stone bridge.

"Finally I caught up."

He breathed a sigh of relief, immediately flew onto the bridge and quickly chased after her.

Qian Huan knew that these ghost soldiers were living gods who had signed the Deity Deification Contract, and they all came from Feng'an City.

The person he was looking for had used the same trick as him, and was hiding among the more than a hundred evil soldiers.

Qian Huan held the white jade bell and glanced forward. Soon, a tall young man in gray clothes came into view.

The man had a bun tied up with a black rope, two strands of black hair on both sides of his forehead, and a half-smile on his face, looking ordinary. At this moment, he was talking in a low voice with the short and strong figure in black clothes next to him.

Not Luliang?

  Did Feng'an City really know that Qingyang City was planning to create a second Wuyou King? Was this trip to the mortal world just to sabotage the plan?

Qian Huan concealed his emotions and glanced in the direction of the gray-clothed young man again.

Then he discovered that the two people who had been standing there just now suddenly disappeared!

He was startled and instinctively looked up to search, but a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Who are you looking for?"

"me?"

The next moment, an expressionless face suddenly popped out from the side and stared at him!

when? !

Qian Huan's whole body froze. He didn't even notice how the other person appeared in front of him.

What if the other party suddenly uses ruthless tactics...hiss!

He tried hard to suppress his heart that wanted to beat faster and faster, and looked at Chen Mu with a puzzled look: "Why do you say that, little brother?"

"You were secretly looking at us just now. Aren't you staring at us?" Chen Mu sneered.

"Am I looking at you? I am admiring the face of Lord Meng!" Qian Huan pretended to be dissatisfied.

Chen Mu thought back to the position where the two of them were standing just now, and found that he seemed to have indeed blocked this person's line of sight, and the expression on his face froze.

"Are you really not a spy from Qingyang City?" Is this a mistake?

"Qingyang City spy? Ha!" Qian Huan showed a contemptuous smile: "I am from the Qian family of Baojiang City. Even if I agree, that old ghost Xiao can't afford me."

Baojiang City? Isn't it Qingyang City?

  Which family is Qianjia? Is it famous?

"This Naihe Bridge is not far from our Feng'an City, but it is extremely remote from other cities. Is it just a coincidence that a foreigner like you appears here?" Chen Mu stared at the other party doubtfully.

Qian Huan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but on the surface he showed an expression of annoyance that his secret had been discovered.

He looked at the ghost soldiers watching him, hesitated for a moment, and then pretended to be helpless and said: "I did come here on purpose, because this place is close to the Nanliang Mountains and the location is remote enough."

"As for the reason..."

He sighed, resigned himself to his fate and took out two black leather scrolls and unfolded them to show Chen Mu.

  Baojiang City Qianning?

A substitute for a dead person?

Looking at the two identical copies of the Deity Contract in the other party's hand, Chen Mu raised his eyebrows.

"I am Qian Huan from the Qian family in Baojiang City. The man next to me is my cousin Qian Ning. We have some things to do in the world of the living." Qian Huan pointed at the dull young man in gray next to him.

"Because we can't make a big fuss, I specially ran to this remote area." After saying that, he took out a bronze plate with a ghost face and handed it to Chen Mu for inspection.

Although he is only a side branch, he is indeed a member of the Qian family. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to be a spy in Qingyang City, so he dared to appear in front of Chen Mu and others blatantly.

Chen Mu looked at the bronze medal, somewhat undecided, and couldn't help but look at Le Dian.

The short and strong man stared at the bronze plate carefully for a long time, then nodded slightly to Chen Mu: "Baojiang City is a defense city under the jurisdiction of Yinshan Prefecture, and the Qian family is the confidant of the prefect. If he is really a direct descendant of the Qian family, Qingyang City really can't afford to hire him as a spy."

Chen Mu understood.

  So, the reason why the other party ran to this Naihe Bridge is because he also used the method of using a substitute to sneak into the world of the living, so he had to find a remote place to avoid being discovered and exposed?

Tsk!

Isn't this embarrassing?

Then Chen Mu's expression suddenly changed, and he stared at Qian Huan solemnly: "Who do you say you are?"

Qian Huan was shocked. Could it be that there was a flaw somewhere?

"I... I'm Bao Jiangcheng Qianhuan?" He felt his heart in his throat.

"I've heard a lot about you! Welcome!" Chen Mu suddenly laughed out loud, and clasped his hands in a familiar manner, as if the questioning and interrogation just now had never occurred.

Qian Huan: “…”

  His expression changes faster than turning the pages of a book, he's crazy!

He was almost about to do it just now!

"Qingyang City has been targeting our Feng'an in every way recently." Chen Mu looked helpless.

"All the street vendors in the city could be our enemy's spies. We are all frightened. I am really sorry for wrongly accusing you!" He apologized sincerely on his face.

"Come on, let's go and ask Lord Meng to help us go to the world of the living." As he said this, he pulled Qian Huan towards the octagonal pavilion in a familiar manner.

Qian Huan felt very uncomfortable, but he had to pretend to be calm, and he kept chatting as he walked.

"I heard that Lord Lu of Feng'an City severely tricked Old Ghost Xiao of Qingyang City. Is it true?" "It's not that exaggerated. It's mainly because Old Ghost Xiao went too far..."

After a few words, they came to the pavilion and stood respectfully facing Lord Meng. Then they raised the Deed of the God in their hands and bowed slightly to Lord Meng.

The sculpture-like Cyber ​​Mengpo raised her right hand slightly, and a cold invisible force enveloped everyone.

Everyone bowed in thanks again, left the pavilion one by one, followed the Yinming insect off the bridge, and walked towards the thick fog not far from the river bank.

Chen Mu walked with the crowd, while curiously reaching out his hand in front of him, carefully feeling the invisible and tangible force, like a cold air current.

"The Ghost Gate at the Naihe Bridge is extremely special. It is the gate for the souls to be reborn, and there are many tests inside." Qian Huan came close to Chen Mu and said, "We haven't drunk the wine of rebirth. If we rashly enter, we will only die. We are safe only with the protection of Lord Meng's divine power."

"What if it's gone?" Chen Mu asked curiously while grabbing the cold air flow.

"At the very least, you'll end up in the wrong place, and at worst, you'll be torn into pieces by the void." Qian Huan shrugged.

Chen Mu's heart trembled, and he quickly withdrew his hand, not daring to test it any further.

After walking in the thick fog for a while, the view suddenly opened up and a hillside appeared in front of everyone. The surrounding area was covered with clusters of fiery red flowers, and a three-year-old five-story white jade archway stood quietly on the top of the hillside.

The archway was inlaid with silver silk threads, and the doorway was rippling like water curtains, while the inside was also white, not like an ordinary ghost gate.

And those Yin and Ming insects were now lining up and floating in one by one.

……

At the top of the hillside, Chen Mu looked at the White Jade Ghost Gate with anticipation.

"As long as I walk through this door, I can go to the world of the living smoothly?" After wandering around for several years, I can finally return to the world of the living.

"Of course." Qian Huan took two steps towards Chen Mu, smiling, and glanced at Qian Ning who was already standing behind Le Dian. His eyes were cold and grim: "Don't be afraid, just keep moving forward. With the protection of the God, it's safe."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mu raised his right foot and stepped towards the gate of hell with anticipation.

But the next moment, he suddenly retracted his gaze and turned to look at Qian Huan.

"Do you want to destroy the divine power in me, control Le Dian, and let me fall into the gates of hell alone and get lost in it?"

"Without the protection of the God Sovereign, the power of the Book of the Gods has been largely obscured by secret techniques. Without the assistance and guidance of the book in Le Dian's hand, I'm afraid I will be crippled if not dead."

Qian Huan was suddenly startled, and immediately suppressed the Yin Ling power he had just mobilized, staring at Chen Mu with an angry face.

"How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air?"

"Really?" Chen Mu raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a sinister smile.

"I still think you look like a spy from Qingyang City."

A wisp of black smoke with a silver glow suddenly appeared beside Qian Huan, and most of the divine power surrounding him was suddenly swallowed up.

Qian Huan's expression changed, and before he could react, a big foot appeared in front of him.

  boom!

It was as if he was hit in the face by a sledgehammer. He was thrown back violently and flew into the gates of hell while spinning.

The next moment, there was a flash of light in the dim water, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Chen Mu turned to look at Qian Ning who was standing there in a daze: "I'm sure you're not willing to guard the temple for him for a hundred years, right?"

He reached out and took out the Book of the Gods that the other person had on his waist, and with a flash of black light, he tore it into pieces.

"I sent him to be a living god, saving you from the suffering of being trapped in the temple for a hundred years. Shouldn't you thank me?"

"Thank you?" Qian Ning swallowed hard.

"You're welcome." Chen Mu had a kind face, and took out a black leather scripture and handed it to Qian Ning: "Come, go to the side and recite this Dongji Changsheng Sutra a hundred times."

Qian Ning took the scripture with a dazed look on his face. Before he could react to the fact that the Book of the Gods was destroyed, he looked up and saw a group of burly men surrounding him. He was being dragged to the side.

"Is that man really a spy from Qingyang City?" Le Dian scratched his head and walked to Chen Mu.

"do not know."

"Then you are..."

"The living gods are the foundation of the underworld. How dare this person use the method of replacing someone else with a dead body to sneak into the world of the living? This is a shameful betrayal of the underworld!" Chen Mu spoke sternly with a solemn face.

"I'm teaching him to be an upright ghost!"

Le Dian: “…”

  You are a stowaway yourself, and you are blaming others?

Where does that face come from?

"Do you have any objections?" Chen Mu stared at Le Dian with a gloomy face.

Le Dian pulled the corner of his mouth and shrugged: "You have the final say."

  Ah!

Chen Mu nodded slightly and showed a satisfied smile.

From the moment they met, the bell on his waist began to vibrate slightly. Others could not hear it, but he could not escape his careful listening. Qian Huan might not be a spy from Qingyang City, and he was most likely coming for them.

It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go. When the time comes, we cannot be negligent.

"Besides, I only took half of his divine power. At most, I will suffer a little in the gates of hell, and then be trapped in the Taoist temple in the world of the living for a hundred years."

"Changing the death penalty to a fixed-term sentence is already a good deal." A hint of coldness flashed across Chen Mu's eyes.

(End of this chapter)