Chapter 1839: Shang Huangquan

"Is it better?" Linger asked.
It’s still cold, but it’s much better than before. It’s no longer the unbearable chill.
Much better, thank you.

Linger retracted his hand and shrugged his shoulders: "This is a small matter. Because you have no soul, it is different from the average dead ghost, so you can't stand the chill of the Hades. When you are a dead ghost, you will never again. Not afraid of cold."
When you meet the King, you will soon become a dead ghost. Linger said in her heart.
"How do you know that it is the prince who took your wife? As far as I know, although the prince is not a gentleman, it is not a who will grab a wife."
Chu Yu said the matter of Jun Hengheng, including the first encounter in the bar, the dream of entering the day, and the ghosts will be held by Bai Yu, even in the office of the president of Nanke University suddenly disappeared.
Linger was shocked and asked: "You mean, the name of the man is Jun Hengheng?"
Chu Hao nodded: "Yes, he claimed to be a balance."
"That's not a prince." Linger bite.
"Who is he?" asked Chu.
Linger shook his head: "I have never heard of this name. Although the prince is surnamed Jun, it is not called Jun Hengheng. And with the temperament of the prince, he will never use a pseudonym outside, so I am sure not a prince. It is very likely that it is a son of the prince. After all, the surname is!" she guessed.
There are quite a few sons in the Hades. There are several children three hundred years ago. She is not very familiar with her son’s name, so she can’t analyze it now.
However, the ability to dispatch ghosts will not be low.
Linger has a long sigh of relief, not a prince, as long as it is not a prince, this thing is easy to handle.
In the Hades, the highest status is the prince. In the hands of the prince, hold the rules and rules of the Hades.
No one can manage him if he fouls himself.
But if someone else fouls, he is a sanctioner.
Even the person who fouled was his son.
"This is Huangquan Road." Linger pointed to the road in front of the yellow sand.
"Huangquan Huangquan, only see the yellow sand, did not see the spring!" Chu looked around, looked confused.
Linger pointed to the foot: "The spring is below, the evil person before the birth, the soul is evil, once you enter the Huangquan Road, it will sink. The lower side is the purgatory of the legend of the world. After the nine capital punishments, you can go to the Forgotten River."
"What about the good?" asked Chu.
Linger took him sideways and avoided two ghosts that were sent by ghosts.
The ghosts couldn't see them, and they went straight to the front of Huangquan Road with two ghosts.
One is a white-haired old man, and the other is a woman in her early forties.
The woman had an injury on her head, like a car accident. The old man was dressed clean and his hair was neat. It was not like an accident.
Linger arms folded his arms and smiled and asked: "Master, come and guess, these two, who will go to hell? Who will go to Huangquan?"
Chu Yan carefully looked at the two people, slowly said: "The old man looks very blessed, his face is also kind, should be a good person, I guess she went to Huang Quan. That woman is not good, too much blood on his face I can't see the pattern, it's not good."
Linger smiled and said: "I guess this old woman goes to hell, this woman goes to Huangquan."
Linger’s words just fell, and the two were pushed to the Huangquan Road by ghosts.
The woman walked in the front, stepping back one step at a time, her eyes were blinded by the yellow sand, she could not see the way when she came, but she continued to look back.
"It seems that she still has a lot of people and things that can't be put down, pity!" Linger sighed and shook his head gently.