I wanted to embrace my master and return home

Several ghosts started to walk in a daze again, and Gu Mou was caught in the middle, panting carefully, because the other ghosts were not breathing or had a heartbeat.

The whole journey was very cold, and the ghosts were frowning. They could see a few dead trees on the side of the road, but as the ghosts led the way, they walked further and further away. White gas, and the sound of chains dragging on the ground.

Not long after, we arrived at the Hall of Extreme Evil. The main hall was gloomy and gloomy. Four ghost guards with blue faces and fangs stood straight at the entrance of the hall holding three-pronged forks. Inside the hall was a dilapidated long table, which was pitted and covered with filth. The blood stains seemed to have dried up for a long time, while Cheng Liang's tattoo equipment hung on the wall, shining silver.

The ghost messenger with a rattan whip led the way, holding the chain in his hand, and led the nine people behind him into the hall like a cow. There was no one sitting in the hall, but the ghost messenger shouted into the hall at the top of his voice, and shouted out. The tone of the song is twisted and turned: "Master Guishan, you have brought them——"

People who dare to love this underworld still have an accent?It sounds like the area in western Hunan——

The corners of Gu Mou's mouth twitched slightly, and a silhouette slowly emerged on the wall behind the long table, and then a man walked out from inside. The man had a pair of curved horns on his head, was nearly nine feet tall, and had dark skin. The facial features are indifferent and three-dimensional, and the lips are dark red, holding a small bowl carelessly, giving people a thin and ruthless feeling.

But when he opened his mouth, he spoke a local dialect with the taste of Xiangxi, and he said impatiently: "It's so noisy! You are a child, and you are a little bit out of your mind? Ghostbug wants you to wake up! "

The ghost almost nodded and bowed: "Yes, please, my lord, this round of demon transformation has been brought here for you."

Huayao is a general term for those who are either obsessed with madness, or practice tricks to the point of being half-demon and half-ghost.

Master Guishan picked up a small silver spoon from the table, and gently stirred the powder in the small bowl. The powder was dark red like a jujube, and there was a faint dark black in the stirring, a bit like Kodan in the human world.

He was stirring, and casually raised his eyes to glance at everyone, and then froze: "Why are there so many people, are you not mistaken?"

The ghost messenger was also taken aback: "Is there someone more?"

"My lord received the news that there are eight of them." After finishing speaking, Lord Guishan strolled down the hall, raised his eyelids slightly, and his eyes swam through the nine bewildered people one by one, and finally stopped on the fifth person. .

The fifth is Gu Mou.

Gu Mou's heart skipped a beat, it's no wonder, he is the only one among the nine who looks like a human being, if you don't doubt him, who do you suspect?

Before Master Guishan could speak, Gu Mou suddenly raised his hand, knocked over the bowl he was holding, and said wildly, "What do you want to do? Hurry up and let me go!"

Lord Guishan stared blankly at the red powder scattered all over the ground, and it took several seconds to react, and he was furious immediately, with blue veins twitching: "You hamapi who cut off your head, time-defying ghost! Do you know what this thing is?" ?!!"

Gu Mo raised his eyebrows, Jie Jie smiled and said: "What else can it be, Gu Mo! The ghost step insects crushed the stuff out, and it was so dirty that you were not born when I was in this business. Woolen cloth!"

"You, you, you—!" The ghost guard standing beside him was taken aback, pointing at him but unable to speak a word.

Guishan felt embarrassed, could it be that the higher-ups made a mistake and added another one in the middle?

After all, not all transformed demons should have the appearance of neither human nor ghost, and it is not uncommon for people to wear good skins and do evil things in the world.

Thinking of this, he looked at the gloomy eyes of the young man in front of him, and suddenly snorted coldly, but when he spoke, it was completely different from before, and the words were correct: "Dirty? Then make it a little dirtier, and then suffer endless torture in this hell." It's hard, but I have to look at this dirty thing every day."

This man is really...

Gu Mo's expression twisted.

People who have turned into demons will go to hell to suffer endlessly after death, and their bodies will be entangled with ghost steps. All the inmates and ghost messengers in hell will know the identity of this group of people, so as to provide them with a unique "" special treatment".

All the ghosts had hateful expressions on their faces, and an aura of despair exuded from their bodies. They basically fell into a state of delirious madness, muttering hysterical words that they probably didn't understand.

The demons who entered this place almost all looked like this. They have experienced all kinds of darkness, and they have done all kinds of evil deeds, and they are fully aware of their consequences.

But it was the first time Guishan had seen him so calm.

What a terrifying demon transformation this must be.

Gui Shan is a person who doesn't like to cause trouble, he knows that he is eight feet tall, and his appearance is extremely deceptive, but in fact, if he really makes a move, he guesses that any ghost guard outside the gate can kill him. To put it down, he can only let this arrogant demon be deflated in small things.

So he didn't go back to re-grind the insect powder, but picked up the Gu powder on the ground and put it back into the bowl. He watched Gu Mou's face turn from white to black with satisfaction, and called a few ghost messengers at the door to come and pick him up. Press it, and the first one will stab him with ghost steps.

The knife was savage and merciless, after the stabbing was completed, there was a scorching pain around the ankle, like a Gu worm penetrating into the bone marrow, it really hurt to the bone.

Gu Mou wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and lowered his head to take a closer look. There was a circle of small red characters around the wheat-colored ankle, like a rune. What was written was incomprehensible. It was so bright red that it was very eye-catching. Like wearing a red string.

This is what all demons in the ghost world have to get tattooed before being sentenced, ghost step entanglement.

Gu Mou looked at the circle of scarlet letters, and sighed inaudibly for a long while.

After the other eight people finished stabbing the ghost step, the group continued to put on handcuffs, left the temple of extreme evil, and walked towards the gate of ghosts barefoot.

Sure enough, no one stepped forward to intercept them. The guards saw the scarlet letters on their ankles, glanced at them in disgust, then straightened their heads and continued to stand at their posts.

After passing the gate of ghosts, the scene in front of them became "lively". There was actually a ghost street, and they wanted to pass through here to go to the first hall.

Gu Mou is tall, and at a glance, there are crowds of people's heads, ghosts of various ways of death, fish and birds flocking together, various walking postures, and the appearance remains the same as before death, some have broken hands and are lame , Some scalps are half gone.There are still many vendors on the ghost street. Although it is a ghost market, most of the food toys sold are still made according to the appearance of the human world.

He broke his shackles again calmly, retreated quietly, and hid in the densest place of the crowd until the team led by the ghost messenger had gone far away before slowly coming out.

Passing by a stall selling gadgets, Gu Mou's eyes suddenly fixed on a yellow cat mask, lost in thought.

The yellow cat mask, the two small ears are full and round, and the color is cute yellow, it seems to overlap with a certain picture in memory.

The peddler who was sitting on the small bench reading idle books saw someone stop, and he got up and greeted with a smile: "Hi, sir! Did you like it, did you buy it for your own children? Our things are sold in this street. It is famous for its good quality and inexpensive, which is a good way to pass the time!"

Gu Mo stared at the mask for a long time, then slowly said, "How much is that mask?"

"Siwen!"

Gu Mo took out a silver ingot and handed it to him.

"This..." The peddler was also stunned for a moment, took a look at it, and said: "We use Ming coins to buy things here, you just came down?"

"Yes." Gu Mou adjusted the hem of his robe calmly, covering his bare feet, and also covered the ghostly step.

"No wonder, there are things from the world on your body. When your family burns paper money for you in the future, you will receive ghost coins!" It’s not something valuable, you can exchange it for silver, we also sell Yangjian silver here, it’s a collectible!”

Gu Mou took the mask, took out the money bag in his arms and gave it to him, and said earnestly, "Thank you."

The peddler opened the purse and saw that he smiled happily. There were not only silver ingots in it, but also a few golden ingots. Gold is precious everywhere, and this time it might be worth a lot of money!

"Oh! You really... spend so much money just to buy a mask?!" The peddler has been dead for so many years, and has never seen such a strange and generous customer.

"It's nothing, since you've entered the underworld, these things are useless." Gu Mou said softly, lowering his head and rubbing the face of the yellow cat mask.

Who is the peddler? He has been dead for more than 100 years, and he has never seen any ghost. At a glance, he can see the eyes of this handsome man looking at the mask, and there is something inside.

The peddler had an expression that I understood: "Master, did you buy this mask as a gift for your loved one?"

Gu Mou was taken aback: "The one you love?"

"Your eyes are too obvious! Anyone can see that the way you look at the mask clearly tells others that this mask is not just a mask!"

Can anyone... see it?

He thought of what Cang Mo said. It turned out that so many people could see it, but he couldn't see it...

Only he can't see it...

Gu Mo rubbed his mask, and suddenly smiled: "I just don't know if he will accept it."

"Damn! Did that person die before you? Then look for it in this ghost street, and then give this mask to her solemnly, so I can apologize! People often say that husband and wife don't have overnight feuds, and death After death, those loves and hatreds in life are trivial matters!"

The man said a lot of things, but Gu Mou only heard a key sentence, he hurriedly asked, "Looking for it on the ghost street?"

"Yes, do you think that people who die will go into reincarnation immediately? Actually, this ghost city has more than 800 streets, all of which live in this world's ghosts, and they are all waiting in line for reincarnation. Those who do evil things have to wait for hundreds of years. People like me, who have found fake copper coins from customers during their lifetime, have been waiting in this street for more than 20 years. It will take more than [-] years!" said the peddler.

"More than 800 streets..." He frowned.

"Hey, don't rush to look for it. You might as well wait a few more days until your family burns the paper money. You go to the fifth hall and secretly look for the guards there, and ask them to help check the book of life and death. See what the person is doing now. Which street is it? It’s too much trouble for you to find it by yourself! You won’t be able to walk for ten days and half a month!”