Chapter 135 The Deal of Zihe Che (1)

Song Lanyi was both guilty and aggrieved.

Didn't you forget?

Seeing this, the medicine sage almost swallowed Song Lanyi.

In desperation, he only said, "Come with me."

Come?
In this dream space, where else can I go?

With doubts, Song Lanyi silently followed behind Yao Sheng.

The two of them, following the faint blue smoke in the air, walked all the way to the edge of the space.

Song Lanyi had been to this place countless times, but every time he turned back halfway.

She claims to be the master of the space, but sometimes, she, the so-called master, also uses this space while groping.

Seeing that he had come to the end, Yao Sheng unexpectedly turned his footsteps, raised his figure, and touched the green smoke with his toes.

The moment the two touched, the green smoke condensed into a solid body, winding into a bluestone path, sinking into the darkness in the distance.

With a great effort, Yao Sheng grabbed Song Lanyi by the collar and lifted her to the bluestone path.

He raised his eyebrows at Song Lanyi, with a smug expression on his face, "How? Haven't you seen this move before?"

Seeing this scene, Song Lanyi also chose to ignore the fact that he was being grabbed by the collar, but looked forward to, "Can I learn this trick?"

The medicine sage thought about it, "Yes! Why not?"

When you become a saint, you will be fine!
Following the green smoke ignited by the ashes of the yin talisman, and pushing out the path to the underworld, only a saint can do this.

The bluestone path seemed endless, and Song Lanyi didn't see until after walking for half an hour that the two sides of the road, which were originally a chaotic fog, suddenly appeared bright red like blood, and the petals were all curled up.

Listening carefully to the distance, there are faint noises and the continuous sound of the river.

Song Lanyi and Yao Sheng looked at each other, and there was an uncertain answer in their hearts.

Could it be... this is the so-called... Yin Division?
The two were puzzled, and their pace accelerated a little.

After walking to the front and the fog cleared, everything in front of me suddenly became clear.

Even though Song Lanyi had rich experience, he couldn't help but suddenly lost his mind at this moment.

On top of the endless black dome, the yellow and turbid river flows down. On the surface of the river, there are countless struggling skeletons and will-o'-the-wisps. Occasionally, a lotus lantern quietly blooms in the center of the river, forming a dark world. Added a touch of color.

Directly ahead, there is a tall arched bridge. On the bridge, there is an old woman holding a bowl of ink-like decoction in her hand, and she is still chanting, "Mengpo soup, Mengpo soup, one bowl pierces the intestines, one bowl hurt……"

The allusion of Meng Potang, if Song Lanyi remembers correctly, should first appear in the "Yan Wang Jing" in the previous Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, for this existence similar to Meng Po, for a while, Song Lanyi, an extraterrestrial visitor, accepted it faster than Yaosheng.

There's even...a strange sense of familiarity.

Before Meng Po Tang, there were bull-headed horse-faced, black and white impermanence standing in front of the bridge. They described them as either pale, or not like real people, all tall and cold, and they looked extremely difficult to get along with.

I saw them holding a stone in their hands, and the stone was facing the visitor. After a while, they glanced at the white-haired old woman in front of them, "The soul is good, the merits are more than enough, and you can enter the upper three realms..."

At this moment, a man with an evil appearance and a cunning feeling on the brows suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"

He bent down slightly, looked at the bull-headed horse standing beside him, and showed a flattering smile, "My lords, I have something here that I want to offer to you. I hope your lord will accept it."

The bull-headed and horse-faced glanced at each other, with a haughty look on their faces, and said indifferently, "You have to know that the things we can accept are not ordinary things."

The cunning man nodded and said yes, and said with a flattering smile, "Of course, of course. It's not a good thing, even a villain wouldn't dare to take it out. It's a blessing for this thing to be accepted by the two adults."

There was a touch of color on the bull's head and horse face, and he said reservedly, "Then you take this thing out and have a look."

The man carefully took out a black thing from the lapel of his clothes, "This is the Zihe chariot that my wife kept before. It is said that this thing absorbs the essence of the mother's body and contains the innate energy. It is the most tonic. The two grandfathers If you don’t think this thing is shabby, then leave it.”

The so-called purple river car is the placenta.

Hearing this, Ma Mian's eyes flickered slightly, "Although this Zihe chariot is rare, it does contain a trace of innate spirit. However, this is just an ordinary woman's Zihe chariot, and its utility is limited after all. You... Accept it, or not..."

When the man heard this, instead of being depressed, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Although Mr. Ma Mian said he refused, he didn't say it to death.

This shows that...there is still something to talk about.

The man rolled his eyes and bent his waist for a third, becoming more respectful and flattering, "My lord is very right. Since adults are in important positions, they naturally don't have the time to deal with these trivial matters. If it is possible... the villain is willing to do it for you." Adults share one or two."

When the bull head on the side heard this, his voice rumbled like a bell, "What are you going to do?"

The man suppressed the joy on his face, and said with an air of righteousness and awe, "If you want a Zihe car, it's not easy? Just find a few more women and make them pregnant."

Niu Tou heard it, but shook his head, "Women give birth and need to be pregnant for nine months. The time... is too long."

The man suddenly looked mysterious, and leaned close to the bull-headed horse face, "I have inquired, this purple river car, that is, the placenta, will be born about half a month after the woman is pregnant. We might as well..."

After talking for a while, several people burst into laughter.

Niutou Mamian even said, "Your meritorious deeds will add to your body, so you can go on the three paths, stay in Fengdu, and become a ghost fairy. As for you..."

He turned his head to look at the old woman, "Just go down the third path."

The old woman was in a hurry, and she stumbled and said, "My lord, my lord... Am I not destined to go to the third realm?"

"Let you go as soon as you leave, where is there so much nonsense?"

What a fool!

Could they admit in public that they had an improper transaction with the man before, and that's why they let the man walk the way of the old woman, and the old woman took the place of the man and followed the animal way that the man should walk?
Although the words on the side of the bull's head and horse face were not deliberately raised, they were not deliberately lowered either.

Upon hearing this, Song Lanyi subconsciously looked at Yaosheng.

His expression was extremely calm.

It was as calm as if it could kill someone in the next second.

When he felt Song Lanyi's gaze, the two turned their heads, and their gazes met in mid-air.

The first thing Song Lanyi saw was not anger, but deep pain.

It was as if in a flash, the medicine sage who was still in the dream space and preached the medicine scriptures with high spirits suddenly changed a lot.

It took a long time before Song Lanyi heard his dry voice.

"Yiyi, do you remember the way back? Next, you are not suitable to stay here."

 Today's first update~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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