Yin Yang ghost contract

"Should I call you Taohong or Yunmeng?" I lovingly touched her smooth forehead with my chin, feeling her warmth.

Yunmeng leaned gently in her arms, hugged me tightly with both arms, and said softly: "When I went back from Jiangdong that day, the image of being with you in the past often popped up in my mind. It was so beautiful and soul-stirring, and only then did I understand how much pain you felt when you told me that story. It must be hard to see the person you love feel like a stranger. Every time I think of your sad expression at that time, I It hurts so bad."

"Why didn't you come back to find me then?" I hugged her hard and asked after taking a deep breath.She raised her head and looked into my blood-red eyes, "Qin Jian, I didn't decide whether to be Taohong or Yunmeng at the time, but now I understand."

"How do you choose?"

She broke free from my arms suddenly and playfully, tiptoed and kissed my rough lips lightly, "I can't tell you now, but you will know when the time comes."

"Okay, I still have to practice. If you don't mind, you can watch it." Yunmeng smiled lightly and spun away, walked out of the inner room, and clapped her hands. The actresses of Yunmeng's class had already lined up outside up.

Judging from their ferocious makeup, this should be a battle between gods and demons. Judging from their proficiency in rehearsals, they must have practiced a lot on weekdays.

The scene gradually became chaotic, and at the end, I saw a ferocious female devil played by Yunmeng fell into the hands of a fairy man holding a long sword, and gradually changed back to a beautiful face, and died sadly in the face of the surprised and regretful fairy. male hands.

The plot seems very complicated, because I don't know the story behind it, I read it in a daze, I only know that it should be a story of love and hatred.

After the rehearsal was finished, Yunmeng took off her makeup with red eyes, and asked softly, "How is it, does it look good?" I nodded blankly, to be honest, I really didn't understand.

"Look at your embarrassing look, it seems that you are perfunctory." She nodded on my chest, then sighed and said to herself: "Forget it, how many people can really understand the helplessness and entanglement between them?" love."

"Yunmeng, can you tell me what you're playing?" I held her hand and asked comfortingly.She shook her head, "If I tell you, you will definitely have a strange feeling for him. If you touch his sensitive heart at that time, it will hurt you. When you see Lord Long, everything will naturally become clear." gone."

The next day, Shangjun personally sent Yunmeng to the gate of Nanwang Capital City, and ordered five hundred elite personal guards to accompany the guards. direction.

The sea of ​​blood is in the south of the capital of the king, just like Huangquan is in the north of the capital of the north. One is in the south and the other is in the north. They are both places where ancient evil spirits are imprisoned. Stationed and blessed, guarded by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sees the underworld with his eyes, the Dharma is boundless, and he listens to the gods and beasts to listen to the sufferings and disasters of the underworld. The Buddha above King Guang and Shangjun, and beyond the dispute between the two.

Although Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha has boundless Dharma, but because of the guards of Netherworld Demon Eye and Nether Mountain, his strength is also insufficient, so he let the third party force of the Yin Division, the Demon King, guard the sea of ​​blood.

The choice of the Demon Emperor naturally has a deep meaning. The Demon Emperor has a strong heart. Although he is the Demon Emperor, he has long been an upright god, and he has a clear stand. With the trust of the Bodhisattva, he led the demon clan from Huangquan to guard the sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood was thousands of miles away from the Southern King's Capital, but the guards and mounts that Shangjun sent this time were all beasts with strange speeds. They ran wildly all the way and reached the shore of the sea of ​​blood in the afternoon.

Of course, there is no distinction between yin and yang in the underworld. Because of this, I was able to bring a timer, which saved me from missing time and delaying major events.

Rumbling, I haven't seen the sea of ​​blood yet, but I have already heard the sound of the mighty turbulent waves crashing on the shore. In the distance, there is a line of blood red and dazzling. Han's devilish energy, as well as the seals and barriers left by the immortals and Buddhas, gave people a kind of oppression of death, almost suffocating, very uncomfortable.

After walking less than a hundred miles, everyone stopped on a high cliff.

Booming, waves of blood slapped the cliff, and there was blood all over the eyes. It was unimaginable that the boundless sea was full of blood, scarlet blood, thick and depressing.

Many soldiers with a slightly lower cultivation level began to vomit and foam. The chief guard quickly took out pills from his pocket to give those soldiers a boost, otherwise they would be overwhelmed by this powerful momentum.

All the actresses in Yunmeng's troupe also looked very unsightly, and they seemed to be overwhelmed by the aura of the sea of ​​blood.

This is still blessed by the seal of the Immortal Buddha, which offsets most of the demonic energy. Without those seals, the demonic energy of the blood sea alone is enough to shock people to death.

"Yunmeng, can you hold on?" I turned around and asked, Yunmeng nodded and responded gently, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

After waiting for about half an hour, my mouth and nose were already filled with the smell of blood. When I kept responding, the guards sent by the Lord began to commotion and complain.

"Oh, why hasn't the respondent come yet? Shangjun's talisman paper has been burned long ago. Logically speaking, he should have been here to greet him."

"Hey, no one knows who Master Long is. He doesn't know whether he will give Shangjun this face."

"Yeah, I heard that what he hates the most is the set of formalities."

Everyone was discussing, only to see a boat looming in the sea of ​​blood, the boat was as stable as flat ground in the stormy sea, and the speed was extremely fast, it only took a moment to reach the bottom of the high cliff.

"Who is here, dare to disturb my sea of ​​blood." The boatman, wearing a bamboo hat, yelled from the air. "We are Shangjun's personal guards, and we will bring congratulatory gifts to the Dragon Lord to celebrate his birthday, and please accommodate the ferry envoy." The chief guard said proudly.

The boatman snorted coldly, "Hey birthday will be spared, take all your vulgar things back, Mr. Long heard that the leader of the world's number one opera troupe, Yunmeng, has arrived, may I ask where?"

Only then did Yunmeng smile and said humbly: "The ferry messenger, my daughter is Yunmeng. I have heard about Lord Long's name for a long time, and I am here to celebrate Lord Long's birthday."

If it is said that beautiful women are easy to talk to, the old man laughed out loud, "The class leader is naturally beautiful, and the rumors are true, so let's let the class leader Yunmeng bring your people on board, and the others will be spared."

"Here, the ferry messenger, the Lord ordered us to personally deliver the congratulatory gift to Lord Long, so that the messenger can be accommodated." The chief guard said unwillingly.

You must know that Shangjun specially asked people to send congratulatory gifts to accompany him. Another reason is to monitor Yunmeng's every move, because this matter is too important, he has to be vigilant.

"Get lost, the old man never says it twice." The ferry messenger's temper was very irritable, as if he didn't care about Shang Jun's face at all.

What kind of master really is, there is what kind of servant, even an envoy is so arrogant, one can imagine how arrogant that Dragon King must be.

The chief guard was panting like a bull after being scolded, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, even Lord Long, who was not willing to offend Lord Shang, was something they could provoke.

What I wondered was how his small boat could hold so many people in Yunmeng.

Just as he was wondering, he saw the oar in the hand of the ferryman knock on the bow of the boat, and in the blink of an eye, the boat became bigger.

"Guard Tang, I'm sorry." Yun Meng turned and bowed slightly to the angry chief guard.

"Team Master Yunmeng please, don't forget Shangjun's instructions, hmph!" Guard Tang gave Yunmeng a cold look, turned around and raised his hand as a signal, leading everyone to ride sideways and flee far away.

"This cliff is so high, how can I get down?" I was a little worried.

Yunmeng smirked, "Look at it!" After finishing speaking, she lightly jumped from the mount and jumped straight down the high cliff. When she was about to fall, a wave of blood rose up, gently held her, and fell into the cliff. to the hull.

The other actresses also jumped down one after another, and when it was my turn, the messenger spoke again, "Yunmeng has never had a man, when did such an ugly monster appear?"

Yunmeng said: "He is Lord Yan of Jiangdong Xuanmen, not a member of my troupe."

I don't know why Yunmeng is so frank with this elder. You must know that I am still on the most wanted list of the Yin Division. Master Fan, Xiandao Zhenjun and others hate me even more. Once my identity is revealed, it will be very dangerous.

The envoy half-closed his eyes, pondered for a moment and said: "It turns out that he is an old man from Jiangdong, but he also knows my Junshang, let's get on the boat."

This time it's my turn to be surprised. When did I meet Long Jun and get acquainted with him?But I don't have time to think about it. It's better for Mr. Long to know me than not to know me. Anyway, now that I'm in his territory, I can't help myself if I want to kill or cut me up. Let him go.

After jumping on the big boat, the ferryman hummed a long chant and shouted, "Let's go!"

I saw him gently shaking the oars, the oars seemed to be swaying weakly in the sea of ​​blood, and the boat was like an arrow leaving the string, shuttling quickly in the turbulent waves.

It's also strange, those waves dodged one after another, and the monsters in the water scattered far away, not daring to invade at all.

As the boat sailed in the sea of ​​blood, the smell of blood became stronger. Many troupe girls couldn't help leaning against the side of the boat, throwing up.

"Who is this boatman? I don't think he seems like an ordinary person." I asked Yunmeng in a low voice.

Yunmeng smiled and said: "He has a background. He has been ferrying here for tens of thousands of years before the Dragon Lord and the Yaozu have reached the sea of ​​blood. He is the only boat in the entire sea of ​​blood. If he doesn't allow people to enter The sea of ​​blood, even the gods of Da Luo are also in trouble, the vast sea of ​​blood, if there is no spirit boat to save them, even a capable god, if they cross the sea of ​​blood, their cultivation will be dissipated seven or eight times Eight, who has the guts."