I Make History a Myth

　　Kill any folklorist who studies mythology.

　　"Who is real and who is fake, you have to see it before you know."

　　"We're done."

　　Lin Mingzhen felt that he had stepped on the ground.

　　An unbearably thick yin.

　　Gives his vision a thick layer of dark tones.

　　The sound of ghosts crying and screaming in the air.

　　But the opposite.

　　faded.

　　those fallen souls.

　　after falling to the ground.

　　go in the same direction.

　　A translucent long dragon.

　　appeared before their eyes.

　　"I'm finally going to see the legendary underworld!"

　　Lin Daode in a Taoist robe.

　　Step on firm ground.

　　Looking at the endless darkness, there was a hint of joy.

　　The mysterious underworld underworld.

　　to be in front of him.

　　Uncover your own mysteries.

　　"We follow these falling ghosts."

　　"But everyone be careful. When talking, pay attention to your voice and don't make too much noise, so as not to disturb these souls or the ghosts and ghosts in the underworld."

　　Lin Mingzhen whispered.

　　closer to the target.

　　Be more careful.

　　Barry is only half of 90.

　　He didn't want to roll over at the last minute.

　　The people behind him nodded.

　　Li Jufu turned on the recording video, and bit by bit, recorded the surrounding environment.

　　If they can get back from the underworld alive.

　　this video.

　　will be important information.

　　Several people followed behind the soul and went forward.

　　The further they go.

　　more souls.

　　The team that was originally like a long dragon turned into an endless Wang Yanghai.

　　The ground is full of dense, translucent souls.

　　They kept moving forward.

　　"There are so many souls, it's not really the souls of the world after death, they're all here." Looking at these souls, Li Jufu's eyes were shocked.

　　"It shouldn't be the whole world, I don't see black and white souls in it."

　　"There are also people from the East and the universe."

　　"It didn't show up here either."

　　"It seems that the souls that have fallen here are only people from the Yan Kingdom."

　　Lin Daode said carefully while walking.

　　as they walk.

　　A quaint, grand stone gate appeared at the end of their vision.

　　On the rust-like plaque.

　　There is nothing superfluous, only the word 'Ghost Gate'.

　　Like blood.

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Chapter 65

　　"gate of hell……"

　　Lin Mingzhen's eyes widened.

　　I saw the countless souls, like seawater swallowed by a whale, rushing in towards the gate of hell.

　　Disappear.

　　Simple, majestic and grand stone gate.

　　Like a bottomless abyss.

　　Devouring all the souls that go.

　　"The two worlds of yin and yang are unparalleled, the first level of the Netherworld in Zhaoli."

　　"gate of hell."

　　"We have arrived."

　　Lin Daode murmured softly.

　　Mood stirred up.

　　Aside from the Taoist priests who can practice.

　　Taoist priests across the country.

　　He should be the first to enter the underworld as a living person.

　　Even among those Taoists who practice.

　　He should also be one of the few people who have been to the underworld.

　　"It's very strange, there is no Yin God here?" Li Jufu looked at the ancient stone gate that seemed to exist in the distance, and expressed his doubts.

　　in the underworld.

　　There are many gods.

　　Black and white are impermanent, bull-headed and horse-faced, Yin Cao judges, countless.

　　According to legend, King Yama selected sixteen evil spirits from the eighteen layers of hell.

　　Grant them the status of Yin gods.

　　Keep them outside the gates of hell.

　　Guard the pass.

　　To prevent someone from forcibly breaking through.

　　But now, before the gates of hell close.

　　No ghost exists.

　　What's happening here?

　　Hard to do.

　　Are the legends false?

　　Lin Daode was reminded by Li Jufu and looked for it.

　　After a moment.

　　He breathed a sigh of relief,

　　"It's good that there is no Yin God."

　　Underworld yin god.

　　The person in charge behind the scenes.

　　Moreover, in folklore, when you meet a god, you have to kowtow three times, and when you meet a yin god, you have to kowtow four times.

　　This is not because the yin and gods have great powers, and their personalities are higher than those of immortals.

　　But because the Yin God has a perverse and violent personality.

　　Don't respect them.

　　There must be retribution.

　　So before the gates of hell close.

　　There is no ghost.

　　It's a good thing.

　　It's a great thing.