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Chapter 201: The wanted criminal and Mengpo Soup

Soon after the two men drank the medicine, their faces gradually became lively and vivid. The previous death-like complexions and features gradually faded away, and were replaced by two faces full of fortitude.

Bai Shuai’s face is not pale, and Hei Shuai’s face is not charcoal-black.

Just by looking at them, one can feel their righteousness and strong character.

This medicine prescribed by this miracle doctor is truly miraculous.

"I didn't expect that this mission would be delayed for so long. Fortunately, Doctor Zhang is nearby, otherwise I would be affected by this outfit and the consequences would be very troublesome." Bai Shuai let out a long sigh, with a look of relief.

Hei Shuai was relatively silent and just nodded silently.

Lu Yue looked at the two of them, with curiosity flashing in his eyes, and couldn't help asking: "White and Black Handsome, can I ask you something about the underworld?"

"Since the underworld recorded in myths and strange stories really exists, does it also contain the underworld, the Ten Kings of Hell, and the Eighteen Levels of Hell..."

"Since Doctor Zhang asked you to stay in the store, it means he trusts you. I can tell you clearly that the things in the underworld recorded in those strange stories are not groundless." Bai Shuai said with some certainty.

Lu Yue seized this opportunity and quickly asked, "Then is it true that in folklore, after death, the soul goes to the underworld?"

"If souls go to the underworld, why are there so many ghosts in the world of the living?"

Bai Shuai was silent, then shook his head and said, "We also want to know this question. This is also the reason why the Demon Suppression Bureau established the Underworld Department."

"At present, we only know that something unexpected happened in the underworld a long time ago."

“You can think of the underworld as a special large-scale relic, but for some reason, this relic has problems and has always been attached to the real world.”

"Except for some extraordinary people with special abilities, such as the Yin Walker, the only ones who can enter the underworld at any time and anywhere are those of us wearing the clothes of the underworld."

"There is another way to enter." Hei Shuai added in a deep voice.

Bai Shuai thought for a moment and said, "There is indeed a fixed way to enter the underworld. Find the nodes in the underworld. Not only ghosts can enter this node, but even living people can. However, living people need certain conditions to enter the underworld..."

The underworld node is similar to the relic node.

Ghosts can enter the underworld through nodes, but it is very difficult for them to get out. Living people can also enter the underworld, but they need help from extraordinary people such as the Yinren.

Lu Yue was so fascinated by what he heard that he couldn't help but ask again: "Since you are wearing the clothes of the Black and White Impermanence, where is the real Black and White Impermanence?"

"Are there also the legendary Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Gods and the Ten Kings of Hell?"

Bai Shuai: "I don't know. Anyway, I have never seen these legendary beings."

"This set of clothes was distributed by the headquarters. We, the extraordinary people, have been selected through layers of selection and were chosen to explore the underworld and perform some other tasks..."

Bai Shuai talked about the past history and missions of the underworld department of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

At this point, Lu Yue had a certain understanding of this underworld department.

Although some changes have occurred in the underworld, it is still a huge treasure.

Whether it is the Demon Suppression Division or some other extraordinary people or organizations, they are all looking for the reasons for the changes in the underworld, and more importantly, looking for opportunities in it.

Opportunities in the world of the living, opportunities in the underworld, opportunities in the ruins...

If you don't conquer and explore some things, and just rely on the little spiritual energy of the real world to live off the resources without fighting or competing, sooner or later you will face a crisis of extinction.

Just like the land age, the age of navigation, and the space age in history, some things need to be actively fought for. Although the benefits may not be clear in the short term, in the long run there are only benefits and no harm.

After the conversation, Lu Yue became more and more curious about the underworld.

Are there many ghosts in there?

Can I gain energy?

"Young man, do you really want to go to the underworld?" Seeing Lu Yue's yearning expression, Bai Shuai said earnestly, "I don't recommend you go. The underworld is very dangerous. Even though we are wearing the clothes of the Black and White Impermanence, we have almost lost our lives several times."

No one can resist the temptations of Hades.

They were just as excited when they were selected for the first time.

So he could understand Lu Yue's feelings when he first heard about the underworld. Young people are always curious about the unknown, but the underworld is different from the world of the living. The deeper they explore, the more they can feel the insignificance of extraordinary people.

Lu Yue smiled and said nothing. Then his eyes fell on the clothes of the two men and he asked another question: "I remember that the Black and White Impermanence should also have hats, right?"

"These clothes are from the underworld. Living people cannot wear them all, otherwise they will be cursed by the Black and White Impermanence!!!" Hei Shuai at the side suddenly interrupted.

Another curse?!
Lu Yue was shocked.

He thought of the kapok robe that also carried the Yin God's curse.

Why are these myths and legends so weird? ! !
"Old Black, don't scare me." Bai Shuai turned his gaze to Lu Yue and said in a gentle voice, "This medicine needs to be taken for seven consecutive days. We just happen to have a mission in Taicheng. We will come here at this time every day. I'd like to trouble you to help warm up the medicine."

"No problem." Lu Yue agreed readily.

At the same time, he asked curiously, "Can you tell me what the mission is?"

Perhaps out of respect for the retired doctor Zhang, Bai Shuai hesitated for a moment and said, "We are tracking a wanted criminal who has taken things from the underworld. He brought something out from the underworld that is involved in more than a dozen murders in the world of the living."

"We have been tracking him for half a month, all the way to Taicheng."

"what?"

"Meng Po soup." Bai Shuai's face was somewhat solemn.

.........

As the cool autumn breeze quietly seeps in, the scorching summer heat gradually recedes, and pedestrians change into autumn clothes to resist the increasingly cold air. At this moment, the drizzle has just stopped, and two young figures slowly emerge beside a moss-covered, historic stone arch bridge.

"Zhao Fu, has your grandfather really been to the underworld?" a companion wearing glasses asked curiously.

"Of course it's true. My grandpa never lies."

"I found this by accident when I was cleaning up my ancestral home. It contains my grandfather's diary, which is full of his experiences in the underworld. Have you ever read Journey to the Center of the Earth? It's similar to this."

Zhao Fu was full of confidence and carefully took out a few items from his bag.

It was a mottled, yellowed, worn-out diary, a small pitch-black bottle, and a bone oil lamp.

Young people are always full of yearning for the unknown world, especially the brand new world described in the diary, which aroused Zhao Fu's strong interest. After careful research, he found the node location recorded in the diary.

"My grandma was sick and couldn't be cured no matter what kind of doctor she took. My grandpa found a big shot who looked like the little yellow man that was circulating on the Internet a while ago. He then paid a large sum of money to ask that big shot to take my grandpa to the underworld."

"Later, my grandmother's illness was cured."

"But my grandfather was obsessed with the underworld and spent all his money buying these things."

"I get angry when I talk about this. If the old man hadn't lost everything, I would at least be a rich second-generation and wouldn't have ended up working in a factory screwing screws."

"Let's not talk about this. It's better to rely on yourself than on heaven or earth. My grandfather's diary said that ordinary people can't enter the underworld, but that big man left these equipment. As long as we find that node, even ordinary people can go in."

Zhao Fu opened the bottle with a determined look.

Yang Ming suddenly smelled a pungent odor and couldn't help asking, "What's in this bottle? Why does it stink so bad?"

"I don't know. That part of the writing is blurred. Who cares? As long as it can be used, it's fine." Zhao Fu said as he poured the bottle of black viscous liquid that had been sealed for decades into the oil lamp, then found a wick to insert it and lit it with a lighter.

After the wick was lit, a faint green light actually emerged.

"Zhao Fu, look! That stone bridge... is foggy!"

Yang Ming suddenly exclaimed, pointing to the stone bridge in the middle of the river in the distance.

Since when, the stone bridge has been shrouded in thick fog.

"Is that the underworld?" At this moment Zhao Fu was breathing rapidly, his face full of excitement.

"Let's take a closer look."

"Will it be dangerous?" Yang Ming asked worriedly.

"You are too timid. You have forgotten our purpose. Do you still want to work in a factory like a slave? These days, being an internet celebrity is a quick way to make money. We have no good figure and no talent. If we want to make money, we must find another way."

"It's just a stroll outside and we're not going in, what's the danger?"

The two men held oil lamps and gradually approached the stone bridge under the protection of the faint green light.

Zhao Fu took a few photos but was not very satisfied with any of them. Finally, he frowned and said, "Yang Ming, let's go in and take a look."

"Ah... aren't we just going to take a look outside?"

"Now that we're here, are you really planning on just taking a look? Let's go in and take a look around. Don't worry, I know what's going on. My grandfather wrote in his diary that he also entered from here. There's nothing on the bridge."

At this moment, Yang Ming's body trembled, and he almost knocked over the oil lamp. He shouted in fear: "Wait, the bridge... there seems to be someone on the bridge!"

Zhao Fu looked towards the bridge, and saw no figure except thick fog.

"Where are the people? My grandfather said in his diary that there is no danger on this bridge."

"It's very foggy here. Could it be that you are shortsighted and you are seeing things wrong?"

“I…” Yang Ming stuttered. When he looked again, he could not see anything. He was not sure if it was an illusion, but he refused to go up the bridge no matter what.

"Okay, hold the oil lamp for me, and shoot a third-person video for me. I'll edit it and post it online when I get back. If I continue this series, I'll definitely make a ton of money!"

After Zhao Fu finished speaking, he handed the oil lamp to Yang Ming and walked towards the stone bridge alone.

Yang Ming took the oil lamp and watched Zhao Fu's back while recording the video.

"Zhao Fu, don't go too far, there's too much fog on the bridge..."

"Okay, right here...Ah! Yang Ming, save me, there's a ghost on this bridge!!!"

Zhao Fu suddenly screamed.

Yang Ming was horrified and his legs went weak.

He quickly called Zhao Fu and prepared to stop filming and call the police.

"Hahahaha... I was kidding, Yang Ming, you still need to work on your courage."

"But you're right, there really is someone on this bridge."

"Strange... Why isn't it written in my grandfather's diary? Let me take a closer look."

"Zhao Fu, this joke is not funny. What did you see?"

"Oh my god, it's the legendary one. I took pictures. This is exclusive news. We two are going to be famous!" Zhao Fu shouted excitedly on the stone bridge.

"Zhao Fu, I'm a little scared, you'd better come back quickly."

"Okay, enough material, I'll be right back...Ah!!!"

Suddenly, another terrifying scream came from the stone bridge shrouded in fog.

Yang Ming's body trembled, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"Zhao Fu...are you kidding me again?"

"Zhao Fu...can you hear me?"

"Zhao Fu...don't scare me!!!"

"Yang Ming! Save me, the fog is too thick... I can't see the way back..." Zhao Fu's voice echoed in the fog, full of despair and fear.

At this moment, the flickering flame of the oil lamp in Yang Ming's hand suddenly went out.

When he looked at the stone bridge again, where was the fog?
Even his friend Zhao Fu disappeared without a trace.

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