The Anarchic Consort

Helen Weiwei heard the words, his fingers stiffened.

She had a hunch and thought that she would leave the body one day.

In the dream of Helen Weiwei again and again let her return the body, there is a faint uneasiness in her heart.

But she didn't think about it, it all came so fast.

She had just promised that the Bailijiajue would accompany him to drink.

I didn’t expect to be in **** in a blink of an eye...

Helen Weiwei looked around and his voice was firm and cold: "No matter what, go out and talk."

She has never liked a cool person, not to mention the last thing she wants to see is the loss of that person.

Because he is too strong.

Living in the darkness, I have never looked at me. I have a calculation between my eyebrows. When I am angry, I am just an elegant and evil smile. People always feel that he is indestructible.

But Helen Weiwei knows that he will be unhappy too.

When he is not happy, he always laughs very hard, just like today, he was suspected of murder by his biological father on the main hall...

So, she has to go out from here anyway!

"Wei Wei, you must remember, if someone will let you drink soup, you should never drink it. If you go to the wrong place, you will turn your head and walk away." The original voice lowered his voice and said: "The most important thing is not to Let people discover that you are a creature."

Helianweiwei nodded and walked sideways through a door. It was the people who were carrying a team of cows and horses, and walked over the arch bridge.

The bridge is made of stone. It is a very ordinary appearance. It is an abnormal blackness that is thought of compared with the human world.

The people who walked on the bridge, each wearing a long robe, had no chains on their hands and feet, but there was no look on the face, like a wandering ghost, each with no expression.

At the beginning of the bridge, there is a granny dressed up in the back, holding a bowl in his hand, can't see what it looks like, only a bowl of a bowl of soup.

"It's Meng Po." The original meditation is very low: "Don't go over, if you see it, you will let you drink the soup. Once you have passed the bridge, you will be able to go back." Now, avoiding their gaze from now on, go to your right hand side, there should be a judgment hall, and in the first floor of the judgment hall, there is an exit to the world."

According to the original meditation, Helen Weiwei tried to hide himself in the dark, which is easy for her.

Not because of anything else, just because these dead spirits in **** are looking at the front and not looking at the line of sight, which gives Helian Weiwei a good chance to escape.

What really wants to be guarded is the bulls and horses. Their eyes have not been idle since the beginning. The eyes are filled with demon red, and they are looking around. They still don’t forget to talk, they are screaming, and they don’t know what to say.

"They are talking about ghosts." The original Ming listened carefully: "The person who wants to take your soul uses the array method to blur the boundary between the underworld and the human world, which makes their workload invisibly increase. A lot."

Helen Weiwei took back his sight and his tone was faint: "It should be more than that simple, they seem to be very violent."

"Well, in addition to blurring the boundaries, that person seems to want to open the gates of the ghost gates and release all the evil spirits in the eighteen layers of hell." The original evil smiled: "Really A bold and interesting idea, and even more interesting is that there is your help here."

Helian Weiwei Liu Mei slightly pick: "My help?"

"In the past, the imprint of the exorcism seal on the land of China, only the blood of the exorcism can be solved, that is, your blood." The tone of the original meditation is still evil: "You should not underestimate your blood, use If you are ok, you can really knock on the door to hell."

Helen Weiwei’s eyes groaned: “As far as I am concerned, I don’t want to walk on it and meet ghosts.”

"Obviously, your own wishes are not important." The original meditation floated two steps forward, almost hitting a bullhead that escorted the soul.

Fortunately, Helen Weiwei's speed is fast enough to pick him up!

The bull's head was not so good, and one turned and looked over the cave in the darkness.

One person and one demon hidden in the dark, breathlessly breathed.

The bull's head turned a pair of weird big eyes, slowly approaching...

"What?" The horse standing beside him reached out and held it.

The bulls did not speak, and they took out a knife to smash two knives in the direction of Helen Weiwei. There was no effect, only a gloomy one said: "Nothing, I thought I came in."

"Who dares to come to the underworld?" The horse smiled in disapproval.

The bull's head licked his lips: "If someone really comes in, it's just a treat for us."

"Don't dream, continue to work, today, the little king can slap a fire, and then don't send these souls back to their original position. You and I have no good fruit to eat." Then, taking the chain and leaving.

The bull's head was still hesitating, and he turned around in the darkness before he left.

Helen Weiwei walked out and recovered his normal breathing.

According to the original meditation, this bull-headed horse does not play any role in facing people, but against the soul, whether it is a living being or a dead spirit, once they are on their eyes, they will not follow them freely.

This is also the reason why people are responsible for going to earth during the dying.

Finally, I passed the barrier with no danger.

Going to the far right, there is no bridge, the line of sight is getting clearer, the torch is everywhere on the stone wall, the shadow hits the ground, and it is somewhat floating.

"That is the first trial hall, but it is still difficult to want to go in the past." I don't know if it is in hell, even the voice of the original is a little floating.

Helen Weiwei was neatly attached to the wall, and the head was explored. The eyes looked at the behemoth not far away.

The behemoth is far away from the distance, it is a large dog with a very ferocious appearance, the Tibetan mastiff.

Helian Weiwei likes canines the most, but for this one, she can't love it.

Because it has two heads on its body, each one has a different look and a fang.

They have magma-like red eyes, hair tidal, and a pungent, sulfuric acid-like odor.

"This is the legendary **** dog?" Helen Weiwei clenched his eyes.

The original meditation returned with some surprise: "How do you know?"

"It has been written in the book. According to legend, they are the guards of hell. In the evening, they will appear in the purpose, and they will eat the body that has just entered the earth. Once the living person sees it, the next day will die inexplicably." Wei hooked his mouth: "I didn't expect the existence of this creature..."