Nuwa Growth Diary

The middle-aged man ran fast, and his wife hadn't integrated the three souls and seven souls, so he could only put it on the other side of the river, so he hurried to report, just to grab the rescue team and rush back. ...

Although it's still a remnant soul, the middle-aged people's vague memory still has some impressions of Yan Luo Jifu. From the moment they discover something is wrong, they lightly go back and forth, relying on vague memories and a group of western demons to hide, and they are strong from the sturdy The fallen angel smashed his eyes under his nose, and did not let the other party notice that there was such a person in the underworld.

And without direct contact, it is naturally impossible for middle-aged people to know where this group of people found the Eastern Mansion and the reason for their presence here.

All the hope of unraveling the mystery fell on Fu Xi's head.

...

Since we have to go back to the enclosure, just a few people are not enough. It's not that we can't compare the strength, but the manpower can't be allocated... The underworld is Dongfang's own territory, so we can't return directly to the chaos like the Asa Garden. Is something wrong? ! Once the place is snatched back, it is necessary to arrange patrols and cleaning of the little ghosts on the spot? !

Charge into battle, wave the flag and shout... Even if you can't help with anything, at least the enthusiastic group of friends and relatives who are watching and cheering on their side must make a bit of momentum.

So the Chenghuang husband and wife worked very hard to mobilize all the monsters and ghosts that could be mobilized, and even the little white snake that had hibernated on Tang Qin’s wrist for a long time was woken up and thrown into the team.

After a piece of preparation was ready, standing on the roof of the pottery bar, watching the hustle and bustle of the street, squeezing the surrounding area into the ghost mountain and ghost sea, which was almost invisible to the end, Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that the power of the underworld had grown to this point. Now... what is the rhythm of the underworld fighting that seems to take the boys to fight and grab the ground? !

Although Huang Yong’s prospective father-in-law died not long, but with the face of his son-in-law who looked unpleasant at all, he was mixed up among the group of ghosts, as if he was already a small consul level, usually in Chenghuang Street. A few streets. Except for the Chenghuang husband and wife, he has the greatest face. At this moment, he seems to have got some inside information from Xiaohei, and is solemnly mobilizing everyone.

"I am in the dynasty, and I must die with ambition! The Dahuangquan Mansion, which has been part of our indivisible land for thousands of years, is now actually occupied by foreign ghosts. I even swaggered to say hello without saying hello. Occupying the magpie's nest makes us local ghosts homeless. What kind of behavior is this?! This is a shameful act of insulting sovereignty, and it is to throw our face directly!..."

"..." Feng Xiaoli twitched, and turned to the middle-aged man: "Do you know how to open ghost doors?! There are a lot of ghosts, so don't suddenly drop the chain in the middle of the walk."

"Don't worry!" Xue Zhuanlun nodded fiercely: "The ghost gate hasn't been opened for thousands of years. Every year, there are three fixed ghost festivals that are open and open. The accumulation to the present, the sullen and full... these As long as the ghost doesn't stop halfway, absolutely can get in."

With this remark, as expected, soon after King Xue Gui showed a series of scenes when he stepped into the underworld again, there was a group of Feng Xiaoxiao following behind, and a group of ghosts and monsters coming in one after another. One by one, the figures disappeared into the air, stepped through the ghost gate, and came to the underworld.

One into the underworld. See you forget Chuanhe. The large tracts of the other shore flowers bloomed red and gorgeously on the shore, like a raging fire, covering the entire land like a carpet. Even the land under the flowers seemed to be dyed red, as if soaked in blood.

Forget that there should have been three bridges on Chuan, gold on the left and silver on the right. The golden bridge was also promoted to make a fortune, and the silver bridge was still healthy and healthy. The middle one was the Naihe Bridge guarded by Meng Po and Niu Tau Ma-the first checkpoint you must walk before entering the underworld.

It’s a pity that it’s probably in disrepair for a long time, or something happened before. Now the shadow of the Golden Bridge and Silver Bridge is gone on the wide rolling river, and the only visible Naihe Bridge is also a wolf, from the middle. It is obvious that no one can walk through a huge gap.

Mrs. Xue with a dull face was walking at the edge of the Naihe Bridge. There were two shadows that were so blurred that they were almost invisible. They seemed to dissipate as soon as the wind blows. The lady wandered around, looking like triplets from a distance.

"Are those two lives lost by your wife?!" Feng Xiaoxiao stabbed Xue Gui Wang and asked puzzledly: "Why don't you stuff her back?!"

"People and ghosts have different paths." Xue Gui Wang was depressed: "These two souls have already fought by the Naihe Bridge, and they have been stained with yin. Now they are registered ghosts. But my wife is not dead yet. Hanging with a breath of yang...Unless I wait for my wife to die, it will not be compatible with them."

This thing is making trouble... Feng Xiaoxiao is also speechless-vows are risky, love needs to be cautious. It seems that no matter how good the relationship is, you have to leave a thread for yourself. Otherwise, if you accidentally run into an unpredictable husband like Mrs. Xue, it is really being played to death and I don't know what happened.

Fu Xite looked down on this kind of stuff that even his wife could not keep, of course he hadn't kept it before, but isn't that the enemy is too cunning. Pushing herself and others, Fu Xi frowned, walked up a few steps, raised her hand to grab the soul, and Mrs. Xue with the other hand, and both of them were directly pressed back.

Mrs. Xue fainted on the ground as soon as she rolled her eyes. Fuxi clapped her hands to let her faint. She turned her head back and stopped the ghost king Xue, who was trying to help others, and said, “Although Manshu Shahua is charming in mind, I watch it heal. Jingpo should also be an excellent top-grade medicine. You can let her lie down, and within a moment, the three spirits and seven spirits will be as good as ever."

This is true, although Fuxi is the first time to come to the underworld, but people have a vision. Planting such a large area of ​​the Bian River by the other bank is firstly to test the mind of the psychedelic soul, and secondly to repair the soul body that may be damaged.

It can be said that Huangquan Jifu is full of yin and underworld auras suitable for ghosts to rejuvenate and rejuvenate, and an extremely important part of it comes from the other shore flowers here. Mrs. Xue was extraordinarily brutally and forcefully infused into two separate lives. Resting here for a while is indeed more convenient for fusion.

After hearing such an explanation, King Xue Gui thought that although there is no clear statement in the memory that he can think of in his mind, but vaguely feels that it seems to be correct, so he is half worried and half relieved, and he whispers for a while: "...Will it be too cold to just lie by the river?! Would you like to add a quilt?!"

"...Would you like to raise her fire again by the way?! The ground is not only cold but also hard, so why not move to another bed?!" Yang Yan couldn't help but intervene.

King Xue Gui was conditioned to nod, but after seeing Fuxi's unsightly face turned to the other side of Wangchuan, he shut up immediately.

It's still important now, and it's probably useless to add a quilt under this kind of fantasy environment.

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Although the Naihe Bridge has been broken, there is not only such a passage in a huge underworld.

Strictly speaking, the Naihe Bridge is for ordinary ghosts to walk, and senior office workers like Shidian Yama, naturally, it is impossible for them to crowd the same congested wooden bridge with ordinary ghosts every time they enter and leave the underworld.

Officials have special green passages for officials. The former King Xue Gui took such a shortcut, and now he is taking everyone along here.

"The netherworld was not originally called the netherworld. After death, the creatures just fell in the realm called the netherworld and floated along the yellow spring to live. Later, a great emperor of the capital came out of Luofeng Mountain in the north. There were hundreds of ghost officials in the city... At the end of its development, it became the current Yin Cao and 18 hells. Later, the entrance of the Yin Cao was moved from Luofeng Mountain to Fengdu Mountain." While leading the way, King Xue Gui explained to Fuxi and others around him. : "What we are going to now is Huangquan, which is equivalent to the origin of the underworld and can lead to any corner of the underworld."

"It sounds like the teleportation array." Feng Xiaoxiao cut in.

"It's almost the same." Xue Gui Wang smiled embarrassedly: "I don't remember very clearly, I only know the history above... But if ghosts used to be reborn in the Six Realms along Huangquan, its tributaries can lead to all directions. There is nothing surprising about Da, and later rebuilt it, isn't it similar to the teleportation array. Anyway, I only probably remember how to go straight to the Yanluo Temple from there. I guess it was a lot of times in my previous life, so I remember it more firmly. "

Although there is ~www.readwn.com~, the road is relatively narrow.

In fact, it's normal to think about it. This was originally a green channel for officials, and there were not many people who had the qualifications to walk in the underworld, so it didn't need to be too spacious.

King Xue Gui and Feng Xiaoyi followed him with a large number of wandering ghosts and wild ghosts. They are all people who have been saved in Chenghuang Street for a long time. In addition to the possible reasons for fighting, the main reason is to send them to the underworld to avoid people. Always occupy the land between the sun... These ghosts are crowded in the past, there are not tens of thousands but thousands, bustling and mighty... King Xue and Feng Xiaoxiao's group walked forward, and the ghosts behind immediately blocked the road tightly. Everyone seems to be a newly developed tourist attraction, everyone is so excited that they can't even care about order.

The role of Chenghuang husband and wife at this time is reflected. Fortunately, Chenghuang said, the key is that Xiao Hei has a relatively bad temper. Seeing this group of ghosts embarrassed him, when the air-conditioning was released, he reached out to condense a lock of yin air and threw it out at the group of ghosts without saying anything. ! Line up for me!"

It was easy to stabilize the order and sort out all the ghosts. Xue Gui Wang led Feng Xiaoxiao to squeeze out the Huangquan passage first, and out of the passage, before he could wipe his sweat, he ran into a black-winged birdman face to face. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to () vote for recommendation votes, monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Please read it for mobile users.)