A master of comedy!

This wasn't Zhou Sheng's first time traversing the Yin-Yang Road, but he couldn't help feeling a little excited at this moment, because this time he was relying entirely on himself.

The first time I walked the Yin-Yang Road, it was City God Lu Bingyuan who sent someone to escort me.

The second time was when his master led him to escape to Xunyang.

This third journey through the Yin-Yang path was entirely his own skill.

"Come on, stick close to me, don't fall behind, and don't talk to anyone. No matter what you see, stay calm."

After saying this, Zhou Sheng took the initiative to let go of Jinse's hand, only holding the red thread.

The three of them continued along the dark road, as if walking on the edge of the world. The scenery along the way was extremely desolate, and it took a long time before they could see a mansion.

However, those houses were all filled with an extremely gloomy atmosphere, and red lanterns hung at the door, casting wisps of red light through the hazy mist.

"Boss, it seems like there's a lot of money hidden in these houses for offerings?"

Hongxian seemed a little tempted, her eyes darting around mischievously.

Her nose had somehow transformed into a dog's nose, and she caught a faint scent of incense money emanating from those houses.

After more than half a month of training, she became more proficient in the Seventy-Two Transformations, and could even transform only parts of her body.

"Don't even think about those houses. These houses are like inns on the official roads of the human world, where ghosts and spirits and underworld officials can rest. The people who watch the shops inside are also underworld officials, and their cultivation is not bad. Most importantly, if you mess with even one of them, you will be wanted by the entire underworld."

"Boss, can we stay inside?"

"You can stay there, but it costs money, and it's very expensive."

Zhou Sheng explained, "The place we're going to this time is quite far, it will take at least a day to walk there. If we speed up, we might be able to save money on hotel accommodations."

He didn't want to spend a large sum of money on incense offerings before even opening for business.

It would be more cost-effective to wait until we reach Qingzhou and find an inn in the mortal realm, where we can pay for our stay with gold and silver.

"Boss, don't you have the Black Steed? Wouldn't it be faster if we rode it?"

Hongxian exclaimed excitedly, "Or I could transform into a giant eagle, and you could sit on my back; that should also allow us to fly!"

Zhou Sheng shook his head and laughed, "Unless it is a mount listed in the Book of the Dead, it is very likely to be mistaken for an intruding demon and shot down by the Yin soldiers."

He couldn't help but sigh softly.

Although Yin-Yang Masters have the right to travel, their status is actually not high; they can only walk on this Yin-Yang Road.

Sedan chairs and horse-drawn carriages were the privileges of "gentlemen".

To his surprise, the three of them had not walked far when a troop of ghostly soldiers appeared ahead. There were about several thousand of them, with solemn military bearing and a murderous aura, as if they were going to war.

The ghost messengers along the way gave way, fearing they might provoke the fierce soldiers.

Ghostly soldiers marched through the passage!

"With such a formidable military formation, the general commanding this army of ghosts must be no ordinary man."

The three stopped to watch. Jinse, holding her guqin, looked at the majestic army of ghost soldiers with her beautiful eyes and couldn't help but nod.

She had accompanied the young lady to see Li Zicheng's army, and in terms of military might, it seemed that this army of ghost soldiers was more powerful.

Hongxian gazed enviously at the majestic general clad in golden armor, riding a heavily armored warhorse, and surrounded by a group of elite guards.

"Wow, that outfit is really impressive! It's all gold and shiny, it must fetch a lot of money..."

Suddenly, the golden-armored general turned his head and glanced in this direction.

The next moment, the army suddenly stopped, and countless pairs of murderous ghost eyes swept towards Zhou Sheng and his two companions.

"Oh no, oh no, did he hear what I said...?"

Hongxian's face paled. Even though she was fearless, she couldn't help but take a few steps back in the face of this army of tens of thousands of ghost soldiers. "Giddy up!"

The golden-armored general rode in, followed closely by several personal guards.

When they reached Zhou Sheng, the golden-armored general dismounted and walked over. His dignified face suddenly broke into a smile, and he clasped his hands in a salute to him.

"Haha, Boss Long, I didn't expect to see you again so soon!"

Zhou Sheng also smiled and said warmly, "Brother Lu, it's been a long time, you've become even more impressive."

It turns out that the general in charge of the army was Lu Zhongheng, who had once escorted him. He was a general under the Yin King and one of the "Twenty-Four Generals of Huaixi" who had followed Zhu Yuanzhang in conquering the world.

"Haha, this is all thanks to you, brother. Last time you showed your prowess in the underworld, the King of the Underworld was very satisfied with the escort mission I was on, so he promoted me to commander."

Lu Zhongheng did not become arrogant because of his promotion; on the contrary, he was very warm and respectful to Zhou Sheng.

Putting aside the bond of life and death they shared in the past, he dared not neglect Zhou Sheng himself.

This young sorcerer has already reached the ears of the heavens; upon completing his apprenticeship, he was able to stir up a storm, and his future prospects are limitless.

Therefore, when Zhou Sheng called Lu "Brother Lu," Lu Sheng readily agreed and called him "Younger Brother Lu."

"With such a military formation, where is Brother Lu headed?"

Zhou Sheng asked casually, but when he saw the hesitation on the other person's face, he said, "I'm sorry, it involves military secrets, I was just being nosy."

Lu Zhongheng shook his head and said, "Brother, you now have a Yin Register, so you're practically a Yin official. You're also valued by the Yin King, so it's no trouble telling you."

He leaned closer and whispered, "Recently, a monkey suddenly appeared out of nowhere. It has great magical powers, is indestructible, and is extremely ferocious. It smashed many temples that worship underworld gods with an iron rod..."

Upon hearing these words, Zhou Sheng was suddenly taken aback.

It's Monkey King!
"Actually, I think that monkey demon has some of the demeanor of the Great Sage. The temples it smashed were all dedicated to the same kind of people as Judge Lu."

"Within half a month, sixteen Yin spirits joined forces to complain to King Yama. Each of them was beaten black and blue, and those were the ones who ran away quickly. Some of them even had their souls scattered!"

"If you ask me, it's good that it was smashed. Now that it's been smashed, many people who wanted to secretly cause you trouble are too busy to bother with it now."

"King Yama was furious and ordered a siege. We had no choice but to lead our troops to capture him, out of consideration for our reputation. But in reality, that monkey demon is elusive, and I heard he's also skilled in transformation. He's long since vanished without a trace..."

Zhou Sheng was relieved to hear that Monkey King wasn't just causing trouble, but rather using his transformation technique to escape after each destruction, and that Lu Zhongheng was merely making a show of leading troops.

The two reminisced for a while, and when Lu Zhongheng heard that Zhou Sheng was going to Qingzhou and it would take a whole day to travel there, he immediately presented him with three Yin horses and even gave him a captain's token, which allowed him to stay at the official post station on the Yin-Yang Road for free.

The two then reluctantly said goodbye.

"Boss, so we Yin-Yang Masters are so respected in the underworld?"

Little Red Riding Hood rode a tall horse, galloping freely and cheering.

Jinse, who was also riding a horse, smiled slightly and glanced at Zhou Sheng.

"It's not the sorcerer who's respected, but your boss."

The three rode on the army's ghostly horses, and the ghostly messengers along the way made way for them. They traveled at lightning speed without any hindrance. What would have taken a day was completed in just one hour.

Before dawn, three ghostly horses with will-o'-the-wisps flickering in their eyes leaped out of an abandoned ancient well.

In the distance, a range of mountains stretched out, rising and falling in the thin morning mist like a winding serpent.

"Qingzhou, we've arrived."

"Our destination is in these mountains."

...(End of this chapter)