I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 90 Do You Know This First Floor

So Qingyu walked in the sky once, and then was taken to the underworld.

The underworld has also been prepared for a long time, at least thousands of ghost messengers are there to welcome them?
Qingyu thought in her heart that this ghost from the underworld is so polite to her?When I got closer, I realized that something was wrong. Although the ghosts and immortals in the underworld had a bad complexion, they didn't have to frown at me!
After thinking about it carefully, they came up with a reasonable explanation: They should have known that Yang Jian, who took the lead in attacking the underworld last time, was her disciple, so they were on guard against themselves!

The ghost messengers surrounded her and took her to the Hall of Hell. There was a man with a black face and cold face, eyes like bull's eyes, and loose hair. The big black robe was embroidered with a golden dragon pattern. It's Lord Yan, who looks really scary in an unusual way.

"Is the real person Yuding under the hall?" Yan Wangye opened his mouth.

"Xiaoxian is right." Qingyu nodded slightly and lowered her eyebrows.

"Did you bring Tianjun's token?"

"Here." Qingyu spread the sign and decree given to her just now on the palm of her hand.

A little ghost jumped forward and took those objects and put them on the table of Lord Hades, but the table shook a few times?
Qingyu felt incredible, and then carefully looked at the so-called Hall of Yama, damn it, it's so crude!
This hall seems to have been built temporarily to deal with the situation, and it might collapse if the wind blows, but fortunately, there is no wind in the underworld all year round.In the huge hall, there was only one table and one chair. Once King Yan sat down, even if there were thousands of little ghosts standing around him, he still couldn't resist the indescribable shabbyness.

Lord Yan held the decree in his hand and looked at it for a long time, then said faintly: "This... is a bit..."

Halfway through speaking, she glanced at Qingyu who was looking around, frowned suddenly, couldn't help but slapped the table with her palm, Qingyu was so frightened that she came back to her senses: What are you doing?

The table slammed into pieces with a bang, Lord Yan took a few breaths in embarrassment, and then ordered: "Take her to Mrs. Meng, and throw her into the way of rebirth after breaking her memory. By the way, tell Mrs. Meng, This is a god, so I need to pour a few more bowls of Mengpo soup, there must be no mistakes!"

"Order!"

A ghost messenger quietly walked in front of Qingyu, put an iron chain around Qingyu's neck, and then pulled the end of the iron chain to lead Qingyu to walk out of the hall.

As he walked, the land became barren, a landscape of sand and stones, and one ghost after another gradually appeared in front of Qingyu's eyes. They were all chained by ghost messengers, wandering aimlessly in this dark yellow in the territory.

There is no smell of living things, no noise from the human world. Compared with the coldness of the fairy world, there is only desolation here, and the iron chains rattle and rattle every step.

"Hey - I said Brother Guicha, I don't know how old he is?" Qingyu felt more and more chilled, looking at the deadly ghost beside him, she couldn't help asking curiously.

"I don't remember, I just remember that I have locked 920 people with this iron chain, and you are the first fairy to be chained by me." walking.

"Are there any rules in your line of work? How can you be a ghost messenger?" Qingyu suddenly became curious, and this eagerness to learn and ask questions suddenly came up.

"Besides the King of Hades, there are two types of ghosts. One is like Po Meng, who is a ghost fairy, and only those who have experience enough to move heaven and earth can be employed. Those who crawled out from the eighteenth levels of hell were those who were punished by the Upper Immortal Realm and never reincarnated..." At this point, the ghost fell silent, paused for a step, and then continued to move forward go.

"I thought this was a good job for you, but I didn't expect this to be a punishment for you?" Qingyu hurriedly said, at least don't let the words fall on the ground, right?

"People live more than one life, and immortals don't last forever. Souls never dissipate naturally and easily, so in reincarnation, we will eventually pay the price for everything we did before."

Qingyu listened, and suddenly felt that the ghost in front of him was not simple. What he said, did he have a philosophical depth, ah, ah, the main reason is that he couldn't understand it, okay!
"Then what did you do?"

"I fell in love with someone who shouldn't be loved by mistake, so my remnant soul was abandoned by the master, so in a sense, I can't be regarded as a complete ghost."

The ghost messenger suddenly turned his head, and Qingyu looked at him, he couldn't help being startled, in front of him was a fragmented face, with empty eyes, as if illusory.Qingyu swallowed silently, this ghost messenger gave her an inexplicable familiarity, why?
"Have we met somewhere? Brother Guicha?" Qingyu tilted her head and looked carefully again.

"..." The ghost guard didn't speak, but turned his head dullly, and walked forward step by step.

With this weird atmosphere and the cool surroundings, Qingyu didn't dare to say any more. It wasn't just that her back felt cold, but her whole body felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Do you understand the eighteen levels of hell?" Who surprised Qingyu that the elder brother Guicha suddenly spoke out suddenly.

"Brother Guicha is asking me?"

"..."

"I...uh...not sure, how about Brother Ghost Escort tell me?" Qingyu said cautiously, she was really afraid that the ghost messenger would turn her head again, really, just looking at the face of the ghost messenger, You will feel inexplicably uncomfortable, or you will have a very uncomfortable feeling.

"You are going to the first floor!"

That sentence, without warmth, directly shook Qingyu's brain, and the sound continued, but Qingyu's hairs stood on end.

Qingyu looked at the back of the ghost messenger, and hardly noticed that there was a ferocious smile on the ghost messenger's face, it seemed to be proud and satisfied.

Qingyu didn't answer another sentence, and the ghost messenger didn't say another word, but Qingyu's cold voice, "The one you want to go to is the first floor!"

So, stepping into the world means stepping into hell?Is the human world the first floor of that hell?Where is this right?

How can I listen to the gibberish of an imp?
No - no!
It seems to be - really!
Qingyu recalled a book that Senior Yuding once showed her. The book said that in the introduction of the Three Realms, the Three Realms were divided into the Realm of Desire, the Realm of Color, and the Realm of Colorless, and the place where ghosts live and the place where people are separated from each other. Everything has been classified into the realm of desire...

"Really, let's line up!" The ghost messenger suddenly said again, and Qingyu came back to her senses, only to find that the scene around her was quite different——

At the foot is a road paved with bluestone slabs, and on both sides of the road are patches of medicinal cattails. The air is filled with a faint scent of medicine. Looking up, you can see a temple with a plaque on it, engraved with the three characters of "Meng Po Tang".

The ghost messengers did not enter the hall, they all took back the iron chains in front of the door, and then left ghosts waiting to drink Mengpo soup and sapphires lined up on the bluestone board where the tail could not be seen at a glance.

(End of this chapter)