Chapter 1691: Yincaodi

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Ye Chen only felt his consciousness drift away and was dragged by a mysterious force towards a dark bottomless abyss, without end.
"Is this the feeling of death?" He murmured softly in the darkness, unable to open his eyes, his body cold and weak.
He did not resist, wandering randomly and wandering in the darkness.
His memory is still in the heavens, nostalgic for Da Chu.
The landscape of his hometown, the people of his hometown, the flowers and grasses, the trees and the trees of his hometown are his last tenderness.
Lonely, he still lives in the memories of the past.
Time seems to be stretched and becomes extremely long. The long river of years seems to have no other shore and no end.
He didn't know when he stopped and slowly opened his eyes.
At first glance, when I saw it, it was a dark and cold world. The boundless scorched earth saw no light at all.
This is really like Jiuyou, the yin wind is raging, and the ghost is lamenting.
One by one, the blood stalks crisscross, with grudges struggling, and in the dark scorched earth, there are half-covered skeletons, weathered by the years.
"Is this ... the underworld?" Ye Chen's eyes disappeared, he recovered his sense of clarity, and looked at the picture in front of him.
At that time, he had been painting and hunting for Xun Lin's poems.
Although most of the memory is erased by the existence of the underworld, sporadic memories still exist: this is the underworld.
"How come to the underworld." Ye Chen frowned.
He remembered what Long Yi said: In his later years, Emperor Taixulong passed through the underworld with the inverse sacred ditch, but he could really see the underworld, and there was a shoulder to shoulder with him.
After a person dies, they will disappear, and some may disappear into the underworld, but there are few such people who are almost zero.
Obviously, he was one of those nearly zero.
"This is my real destination? The real resting place?" Ye Chen muttered to himself, smiling a little sadly.
"Don't hesitate, let's go." As Ye Chen muttered, a rough voice sounded, with a thick burdock sound.
Ye Chen looked back subconsciously before seeing the two behind him.
The man on the left has the shape of a cow, and there is an iron hoop on the nose of the cow. He is obviously human, but he has a cow face.
Look at the human-shaped horse face on the right. At first glance, it looks a little like a donkey, two big front teeth, and a whole board.
"Nutou horse and noodle?" Ye Chen froze. For the stories about these two, the mortal world always used to fool the children.
That's the underworld general of the local government. Everyone who dies will run to someone's house, specializing in catching the undead and soul, and catching a child.
"Why, hurry up, don't miss the time." The bull's head hissed, his temper was not very good, and he pushed Ye Chen a hand.
The horse face was not idle, took out the shackles, locked Ye Chen's hands and feet firmly, and was a dedicated master.
"This ... where are you going!" Ye Chen couldn't help but ask, stunned the bull head, and looked at the horse face again.
Niutou horse noodles ignored and shoved all the way.
It was as if they were gangsters, and Ye Chen was a prisoner, with a shackle, the sound of iron chains was rattled.
Without answering the question, Ye Chen coughed and looked away.
The underworld is like the heavens and the world, there are mountains and water, trees and wood, all are black paint, cold to the slightest temperature.
From time to time, there will be one or two lonely ghosts, floating around, dangling, with a dull look, and their eyes are empty.
In addition to these, there are many terrible existences in the underworld.
Such as a mountain forest, a rooftop person is chopping wood.
Such as an old tree, a baby squatting there crying.
Such as a blood river, a sarcophagus is suspended.
The most horrifying thing is the sorrowful grief, the humming trembling, resentment and evil thoughts, intertwined with a series of grimacing faces.
Even if he had been here once, he was mentally prepared, but when he came again, Ye Chen couldn't help but excite the spirit.
Soon after, a Guan Guan emerged before him, but it was an archway, engraved vigorously with the big character: Ghost Gate.
Before the gate closed, there was also a gate pavilion of "Yin Cao Di Fu".
Ye Chen looked up at the three characters of Guimenguan, and looked sideways at the gate pavilion of Yin Cao Difu, always feeling very familiar.
This barrier can be described as a stern barrier, a copper wall and an iron wall, and there are eighteen images with a strange ghost king guarding it, and it is eerie.
I passed the Ghost Gate, and I didn't know how long I had walked, and I saw a huge palace, gloomy, solemn and cold.
The three plaques on it are eye-catching: Yan Luodian.
In front of Yan Luodian, there were two rows of people, one on the left and one on the right.
At this moment, a team of mermaids walked into Yan Luodian.
Like Ye Chen, all wearing white prison clothes and iron shackles, and the dragged iron chains rattled while walking.
"My death is injustice, no revenge, let me go!"
"My child is not born yet. Let me go back and meet him."
"Lao Tzu is King of Dragons. Go to his mother and reincarnate."
In front of the palace of Yan Luo, there was no peace. Some people were crying and some were screaming. All kinds of sounds were heard. Noisy.
"Noisy." A bull's head was fierce, and he immediately raised his whip.
He whipped over his whip and disappeared.
No matter what you were in life, no matter how bullish you were, you came here, you must be lying down.
Ye Chen is also honest, did not dare to say a word, the bull head is too natural.
His eyes were bright, and then he heard clearly. The arrested person was going to be reborn and be born again.
"I can still give birth." He almost jumped excitedly.
This is so surprising that even people like him who slaughtered two emperors cannot believe that they can really be reborn.
He thought that only their Dachu had reincarnation, and the so-called reincarnation was only fabricated by the world.
But now it seems that it is not that Dachu has reincarnation. This so-called nether world also has reincarnation, and it is more professional than Dachu.
"I can go back." Ye Chen's eyes were filled with tears.
"Come forward, line up." It was the bull's head again, and the bull's voice was strong. He shoved him, and left the horse's face afterwards.
Ye Chen wiped away her tears, followed in a hurry, and lined up behind.
"Where are you?" The man in front of Ye Chen asked, looking back, but a leopard head with round eyes.
"Zhu Tian Wan Yu." Ye Chen laughed and did not hide.
"Then we're all different. I'm from Lingyu."
"Lingyu?" Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. "Where is Lingyu?"
"It is the spiritual realm of the population of your heavens and earth. The people in you are not real. I like psychics when you are all right. Most of them are called to fight with others. I ’ve been called to give them. Good meal. "
"Not everyone is not." Ye Chen smiled.
"Actually, our spirit domains also belonged to the heavens and the world, and were also a domain in the world, but the world was turbulent, the world was broken, and it was divided into countless small planes."
"There is still this." Ye Chen could not help but touch his chin.
"You know the three realms of heaven and earth." The leopard head is very boring, but also a kind of nonsense, unwilling to be lonely.
"You know?" Ye Chen heard the words, and immediately became interested.
"It must be known that the heavens are up, the underworlds are down, and the middle is the human world, which is our heavens and earth."
"This is the first time I heard it," Ye Chen sighed.
"The people in your spiritual realm are dead, aren't they all going to the underworld?" Ye Chen looked at the leopard head essence, full of curiosity.
"How can it be! People die and disappear, and there are almost zero people who can come to the underworld after death. There is not necessarily one in every domain."
"So what is the principle, I can run to the underworld."
"You don't understand it! Before the Three Realms of Heaven and Earth were separated, the Realms of the Three Realms were inextricably linked, or there were many small cracks. It was our coincidence that we were dead and just dragged into that small crack To the underworld. "
"That reincarnation ..." Ye Chen tentatively said.
"To put it plainly, just throw us back from which little cracks." The leopard head shook his head and said.
"This explanation is really easy to understand." Ye Chen coughed.
"That's all I guess." The leopard head pinched his nose.
"Guess ... I ..." Ye Chen almost kicked up.
You're embarrassed. It's been a long time. What about teasing Grandpa?
If it weren't for the underworld, or if the bull's head and horse were fierce, he would have smashed the leopard head and slapped him on the ground.
"Stop talking, it's time to get rid of it." The leopard head twitched his head with seeds, and finally remembered to lick his own hair.
Then, he forced his feet to be lifted full, his waist straight and straight, as if a righteous man came to the execution ground.
"Hurry up." The leopard head was not loaded, and was kicked in by the bull's head. They were all dead, and still pretended.
Ye Chen took a deep breath, and the expression on his face was meaningful.
When others died, they all cried and called their mothers. The leopard head was fine, and Belle was optimistic, spirited, and proudly said.
No one was chatting, Ye Chen glanced back.
Behind him is a beautiful woman, who is not peerless, but also beautiful, drowsing her eyes, sad.
"Beauty, which." Ye Chen laughed, as the leopard head asked him before.
"Fire domain." The woman whispered in a flat tone, without raising her head, messing up, covering half of her cheek.
"Fire domain, it is the flame world in the mouths of the heavens and thousands of domains." Ye Chen muttered softly.
The woman seemed to be hit. She didn't like her words. Ye Chen didn't ask any more, but she just raised her toes and pushed her back.
Many people died in these days. Maybe in addition to him, there are people coming to the underworld.
Regrettably, he wasn't alone. Although the elders in the line did not see the heavens and thousands of people, he was alone.
Soon, he was also pushed in by the bull's head and almost fell.
When I stood still, I found that this Yan Luodian was a bit like the mortal gate, with two rows of small ghosts on both sides.
Look at the middle of the table. In front of a table case, there is a county grandfather, oh no, it should be the judge of the underworld.
On both sides of the judge, there were two people in black and white, with high hats, and their tongues were spitting out, obviously, black and white impermanence.
Generally speaking, this Yan Luodian has two words: eerie.
Ye Chen stepped forward and stood still again without saying a word.
The judge's eyes were like a torch, and he glanced at Ye Chen, then opened the book of life and death, and wanted to see how much good and evil Ye Chen had done.
The underworld is very professional. Whenever a ghost comes here, his memory is taken away and burned into the book of life and death for judgment.
The standard of judgement is good and evil, and good life and good morals in life are good people, and they will let you go back to life.
As for the perpetrators, let's talk about it well and let you know what the legendary retribution is.
Ye Chen was silent and wanted to know how the book of life and death judged him, whether it was good or bad, good or evil.