hey your coffin lid is flying

Here, the forest of knives towers over the sun, the mountains of swords tower into the sky, the fiery red light passes through layers of haze, and the river water is reflected blood red.

As far as the eyes can see, there is a ghostly atmosphere.Listening carefully, there are ghosts screaming and wailing all around, as well as the sounds of all kinds of ghosts rushing on their way, but there is no other sound besides this.

This is - the land of the nether world.

However, compared to this name, humans prefer to call it - Hell.

Hell Ghost City is a square city in the traditional sense, with regular layout and orderly distribution.

The east of the city is the residence of ghosts and ghosts; the west of the city is the residence of commoners and wild ghosts; the south of the city belongs to the reincarnation sect, which is in charge of the six realms of reincarnation;

The four divisions of hell will guard the huge Fengdu in it, with strict levels and one kill per ten steps.

As the name suggests, Fengdu is the center of hell power, similar to the ancient imperial city.

However, this place, the center where power converges, is sending out bursts of intriguing calls at this moment, and in these calls, there are also heavy breathing sounds that are characteristic of men...

slap~

um~ um~

slap~

um~ um~

A teenager who looked like he was only in his teens was naked at this moment, showing his standard six-pack abs and a muscular figure by the dim light in the hall. A pair of light blue pupils stared straight at him. Looking at the southeast corner of the hall.

——That orange cat!

The orange cat's body is too plump, so plump that its neck looks very tactful. At first glance, it seems that there is an orange ball squatting in the southeast corner.

This orange cat is bending down at this moment, with a fierce look on its face, pressing its two front paws on the ground, and stretching its hind legs backwards, holding its lower abdomen with difficulty, otherwise its belly will touch the ground, and its eyes will stare staring at the young man, let out a long cry: "Meow——"

Hearing the sound, the young man grinned wickedly, "What a Nai, how dare you laugh at me."

After finishing speaking, the boy shook his neck slightly, and with the wind blowing under his feet, he flew towards the orange cat. The speed was really too fast.

However, the orange cat's seemingly bloated body is very flexible.With a light hop on his back foot, he was faster than the boy, and in the blink of an eye, he had already landed behind the boy.

"Meow~"

The boy turned around quickly, and swept his legs out. Seeing this, the orange cat jumped up and flicked its tail at the boy's stomach at a faster speed than before. Hearing a click, the boy couldn't stand still. Stopped, the whole person fell to the ground on his back.

The boy turned over and got up, ready to come again.

The orange cat's white beard trembled suddenly, opened its mouth slowly, and uttered a deep man's voice from inside: "I won't come, I won't come, today's exercise has reached its limit."

After speaking, it stopped sucking its belly, and lay back directly, with its limbs facing upwards, half of its pink tongue sticking out, it looked like a dead cat, without the slightest bit of dignity and self-consciousness of being a cat.

The boy glanced at the orange cat, shook his head, walked to its side, and lay down.

Looking at the exquisite wood carvings on the top of the main hall, the young man asked thoughtfully: "Anai, do you think there is any major event going to happen recently?"

The orange cat gave a "meow" indifferently, and the big thick tail flicked impatiently from side to side like a hook.

The young man continued to mutter: "What is it that made the emperor find the ghost emperors of the five directions and Hades of the ten halls, and hold a meeting for ten days and ten nights?"

This time the orange cat didn't even meow, it put its tail between its hind legs, rubbed it, and rubbed it again.

The young man rubbed his nose as if smelling something, changed the subject again, and continued: "I heard from Uncle Fourteen yesterday that the Emperor is going to find someone to carry out a mission in Yangjian."

The orange cat still didn't seem to talk to the boy, sat up, was struggling to pull one hind leg, and then smelled his own butt with his nose.

The young man probably got used to the orange cat's unreasonable attitude long ago, and continued to mutter: "Anai, you said, it would be great if I was chosen. I have grown up so much that I have never gone out once. But don't worry, If it's really me then, I'll definitely take you out."

At this moment, the orange cat turned its head suddenly, as if thinking of something, looked at the boy in shock, "Garaye, I seem to be constipated."

Galoye: "..."

Is there any fart connection to what I said? !

***

A ghost and a cat continued to lie in the hall like this.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a "squeak".

The heavy front door was pushed open from the outside by a strong force, and then an old man in a black cloth gown appeared at the door.

"What's the matter, Uncle Fu?" Jia Luoye sat up from the ground and asked, "What's the matter, so urgent."

The old man in the black cloth gown, whose full name is Gu Fu, is Galoye's domestic servant. In fact, he is a domestic servant, but Galoye prefers to call him uncle, because Gu Fu has been with him since he was conscious. By his side, Jia Yucheng stayed with him longer than his biological father.

Gu Fu held the door with one hand and his knee with the other, panting heavily, and said out of breath: "Young master, great emperor, he... summoned urgently... the ghost rider has arrived..."

Already at the door, Gu Fu hadn't finished the second half of his sentence when a gust of wind blew up around him, and when he raised his head again, there was no ghost king in this hall except the fat orange cat!

The orange cat looked at Gu Fu, then rubbed it with its tail: "Meow~"

Gu Fu: "..."

***

Surrounded by the emperor's imperial ghost riders, Jia Luoye galloped towards the place where he was summoned.

Strangely, the place where they were summoned this time was not the Zhengyin Temple where the discussion was held, but at the bank of the Wangchuan River.

It is said that the Wangchuan River is also called the Yinyang River. One side of it belongs to Yin and belongs to the underworld; the other side belongs to Yang and belongs to the human world.Except for reincarnation, it is the only way to enter the human world.

Could it be that……

Does the Emperor want me to go to the human world?

Thinking about it, the corners of Jia Luoye's mouth raised involuntarily.

"drive--"

At this moment, by the river of Wangchuan, teams of yin guards in strong and sharp clothes lined up, surrounding the entire yin dough, making it airtight.

Jia Luoye flew off his horse, went straight to the leader of the Yin soldiers, and asked softly, "Uncle Fourteen, where is the emperor?"

The leader turned his head to look at the upper reaches of the Wangchuan River, which was full of rocks: "There!"

Following the Fourteenth Uncle's line of sight, Jia Luoye saw a man in black clothes, who was facing the Wangchuan River at this time, standing alone on the bank in a state of wistfulness.

Jia Luoye immediately stepped forward, came to the man in black and knelt down: "Great Emperor!"

The man in black turned around, stretched out his hand, and then an old voice came out of his throat: "Luo Ye, just call father."

Galoye scratched his head, "Okay, father. Did you ask me to come?"

This man in black clothes is none other than Jia Luoye's biological father, Jia Yucheng, who is also the supreme ruler of the underworld, known as Emperor Fengdu.

Jia Yucheng walked forward slowly: "Luo Ye, do you still remember the stories I told you here when you were young?"

Jia Luoye hurriedly followed and stretched out his hand to help: "Remember. When the evil god brought the four ancient beasts to attack, you were here. It re-sealed the evil god and maintained the six realms of reincarnation, although it was lost in the end..."

After speaking, Galoye's voice gradually became smaller, almost to the point where he lost his voice.

"Lost a pair of eyes, right?" Jia Yucheng smiled faintly, looking down at him, a pair of eyes, empty and without focus.

Galoye: "I'm sorry, father."

Jia Yucheng raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "There's nothing to be sorry about. I lost my eyes, and that's the truth."

Galoye asked: "Father, why did you suddenly bring up these past events?"

That pair of empty eyes makes people unable to see the clue.

"Get old," Jia Yucheng said, "When people get old, they like nostalgia."

"Father is not old," Galoye continued, "You are still very young."

Jia Yucheng smiled and didn't deny him, but asked without going to the village or behind the shop: "Luo Ye, are you not young now?"

"Well," Galoye replied proudly with his head held high, "I'm 300 years old."

Jia Yucheng looked him up and down, as if those eyes could see him: "That's not young, it's time to go out and practice."

Galoye instantly understood the meaning of his father's words. Excited, his hands twitched nervously, hid behind him, clenched his fists tightly, and shouted loudly in his heart: "yes!"

Jia Yucheng rubbed his head lovingly.

"Go back and prepare. Tonight, I will let Fourteen take back your ghost power and send you across the river."

Jia Luoye was stunned: "You still have to take back the ghost power!"

You must know that a ghost king without ghost power is an ordinary person, unable to use magic spells, unable to manifest yin and yang.

"Without ghost power, are you afraid?" Jia Yucheng deliberately paused for a while, slowed down his speech, and said softly: "Do you want to tell me that you don't want to go out?"

"No, no," Galoye quickly waved his hands, and quickly changed the subject and asked, "Father, do I have any mission when I go out this time?"

Jia Yucheng immediately put on a serious expression: "Find the beast and bring it back to the underworld."

"Okay!" Jia Luoye nodded heavily: "Father, then I'll go back and prepare."

Jia Yucheng waved his hand: "Go!"

Saying goodbye to his father and fourteenth uncle, Jia Luoye rode the flaming red horse when he rode up again, and galloped all the way.

The commander kept staring at Galoye's back, with no light in his dark eyes, until he completely disappeared from sight, the commander turned his head away and walked towards the emperor.

"Emperor, without the ghost power, is it really okay for the ghost king to be on it?" The commander's face was full of worry: "Why don't I accept it?"

Jia Yucheng turned his back to him, stared at Wang Chuanhe, said nothing, and replied after a while: "No need."

"But the ghost king, after all, is only 300 years old. He is too young. If he were replaced by a human, he would only be in his teens." The commander continued to persuade: "Emperor, please let me accompany the ghost king. help."

Jia Yucheng put his hands behind his back: "Fourteen, how old are we now?"

"Uh..." The commander was suddenly a little dumb when asked this question, frowned, and tried to think back: "We have... three thousand this year, no, four thousand, not right..."

Jia Yucheng sighed: "We can help him for a while, but can we help him forever? Children will grow up after all. It's time for us to retreat behind the scenes."

"But..." The leader hesitated to speak.

Jia Yucheng asked, "But what?"

"But Eldest Young Master Jialuluo, he is still alive. If I let him know about the Little Ghost King, I'm afraid he will kill him." The leader's voice trembled.

Jia Yucheng's expression was serious, and there was no emotion on his face: "Maybe, maybe not, this is their doom, and it has nothing to do with us."

The commander knelt down with a "plop", almost begging: "Great Emperor, you still let me..."

Jia Yucheng stretched out one hand, and lightly pulled him up: "Okay, Shisi, I'm here today. You can just send him up tonight, and the city god will make arrangements for the rest."

The tone is soft and polite, but it gives people a sense of solemnity that cannot be defied.

Fourteen had no choice but to bow and leave, heaved a long sigh, and headed towards the Ghost King Hall.

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