Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 163 Please forgive me (seeking recommendation votes)

On the dark, thick, and more than ten feet high stone wall, there was an ancient bronze wall lamp inlaid every three feet. It emitted a creepy pale light in the dim sky, making the cold and rough stone courtyard look even more eerie and terrifying.

In the courtyard paved with huge stones, Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin knelt facing each other in front of a stone table.

The two listened to the strange and weird noises outside with expressionless faces.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been scared to death, but for Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin, there was only anger in his heart.

"Sharing food?"

Zi Yaqin said expressionlessly, but the anger in her eyes was growing stronger and stronger, almost bursting out, "What does Youdu mean by this?"

This was the first time he was insulted and ignored like this.

At this time, there were more and more creepy noises outside the dark stone wall, and there was also a gloomy and terrifying black fog. Some residual souls jumped out of the black fog with fangs and claws, screaming wildly at Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin, as if they wanted to devour them.

A moment later, those residual souls rushed into the yard along with the black fog, making creepy sounds and pounced towards Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin.

The originally gloomy courtyard became even more eerie and terrifying.

But Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin ignored it and continued to kneel quietly, as if ignoring the vicious soul.

As more and more black fog poured in.

The two men saw a ghost climbing over the wall and entering the yard, hiding in the black fog and staring at them with intense greed in its eyes.

These ghosts are big and small, some are animals and some are humans, and they come in various shapes.

Among them was a huge ghost with a pair of long fangs. The bristles on its body stood up like steel needles and flashed with cold light.

At this moment, it sniffed a few times with its nose, then rushed towards Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin with a rumble, and it seemed that even the courtyard was shaking slightly.

Feng Qingyan frowned. Why did these ghosts look like flesh and blood?
When the pig ghost rushed forward, the listening ghosts hidden in the rolling black fog rushed forward one after another, as if they were afraid that they would not be able to share the food if they were a step slower.

Zi Yaqin swept his right hand across his chest, and a seven-stringed harp appeared.

clank--

A series of piano sounds rang out, and sound blades turned into white light and flew out, beheading the ferocious ghosts one by one.

If you can’t kill him once, try twice or three times.

The ghost was torn apart, but it did not die. When it was put together again, it seemed to be unharmed. However, after being torn apart by the sound blade dozens of times, it was difficult to put it together...

Moreover, the sound of the piano in the sound blade can crush the soul.

After a moment, Zi Yaqin chopped down the Yin ghosts on the ground. The Yin ghosts, which had been shattered dozens of times by the sound blade, could not condense again and turned into black mist and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The yard outside became quiet again.

"Now my brother Feng and I have come to Youdu at the invitation of the Ghost King. Along the way, either the ghost soldiers deliberately bump into us, or passers-by deliberately insult us. Is this how you treat guests in Youdu?" Zi Yaqin stood up and shouted angrily at the dim sky.

The sound was like rolling thunder, echoing continuously.

Unfortunately, there was no response.

Da da--

There were orderly footsteps coming from outside, as if hundreds of ghost soldiers were coming.

Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin frowned and looked at each other. They could feel the murderous aura emanating from the Yin soldiers from afar. Was Youdu going to attack them?
If we want to take action, what can hundreds of ghost soldiers do?
Without Gui Bo's help, there's no way they can be captured.

At this time, the two of them no longer stayed in the yard. They both walked out of the yard with their zithers on their backs and saw hundreds of ghost soldiers lined up neatly outside.

"Are you Feng Sanding and Gongzi Qin?"

A ghost soldier said coldly.

Feng Qingyan and Zi Yaqin didn't say anything, but just frowned and looked into the distance, wanting to see what Youdu was trying to do.

"killed."

The ghost soldier pointed at the two men with his spear.

"Kill!" Hundreds of Yin soldiers immediately rushed up, and black mist burst out from their bodies in an instant, as if turning into a sharp sword stabbing forward.

clank--

Zi Yaqin condensed a seven-stringed harp and angrily played a string of notes.

The sound of the piano shot out like rain, instantly killing hundreds of ghost soldiers, but his face did not look good, it was terribly gloomy.

The ghost gate of Feng Qingyan that was about to emerge was suppressed again.

"Those who can make decisions, get out here!"

Zi Yaqin said angrily.

The sound echoed in the sky like thunder, causing the surroundings to tremble slightly.

"Who offended Brother Ziya?"

A moment later, Qing Lang came in a hurry, looking surprised and asking. Then, he looked around carefully, frowned, and said, "Did a ghost come here just now? Humph, they are really brave to disturb you, I will definitely kill them, please forgive me."

"I would like to ask, what does Youdu mean? If you are not welcome, you can just say so. We will leave without saying a word."

Zi Yaqin said coldly.

"Brother Ziya, what do you mean? How could we not welcome you?"

Qing Lang looked surprised and said, "You two will not be angry with me, Youdu, because of the clash of a few ghosts, right? Although I, Youdu, govern the ghosts of the world, the vast majority of ghosts are unbridled and unruly, and even I, Youdu, find it difficult to control them. But speaking of it, it was I, Qinglang, who was negligent, and I hope you can forgive me..."

"Okay, I believe you again."

Zi Yaqin's face was still gloomy, and she said, "Brother Feng and I came to Youdu because we have something to ask of Youdu."

"Ask me, Youdu?"

Qing Lang was a little surprised and asked quickly: "But what is it? If I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

"My wife's soul is now trapped in the underworld. I would like to ask Youdu to rescue my wife's soul."

Zi Yaqin said directly, "If Youdu can save my wife's soul, I will be extremely grateful and willing to serve Youdu as his ox or horse."

"I see. Brother Ziya's love for his wife is so deep that Qinglang is really moved."

Qing Lang had heard of this, so he was not surprised. He pondered for a moment and said, "However, I'm sorry to disappoint Brother Ziya. The Netherworld is not easy to enter. Even if you can enter, it's not easy to get out, let alone find your soul in the Netherworld. How big is the Netherworld? Finding a soul is like probing the ocean. How can you find it?"

"Brother Feng, do you know roughly where it is? It is now next to the top of the mountain where Youming fell. It should not be difficult to find it." Zi Yaqin added hurriedly, feeling extremely anxious. How could Youming not be able to do it?
All his hopes are placed on Youdu. How could Youdu fail to do it?

At this time, Qing Lang looked at Feng Qingyan in astonishment and asked in surprise: "Gentleman, do you know?"

Feng Qingyan nodded.

"How did you know this, sir? To know this netherworld..."

Qing Lang asked doubtfully, somewhat unconvinced.

"I can play a piece of 'Soul Summoning', and through it you can roughly guess where it is." Feng Qingyan explained.

"I see."

Qing Lang nodded and said, "But, I'm sorry to disappoint you two. To enter the netherworld, you need to be at least a ghost master to escape unscathed. If you want to look for souls, you need a ghost master to have a chance of finding them..."

"Really not possible?" Zi Yaqin asked anxiously.

“It’s not impossible.”

Qing Lang hesitated for a moment and said, "This depends on whether Brother Zi Ya can invite the Ghost Lord."

Zi Yaqin frowned.

How could this ghost master be easily invited?

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(End of this chapter)