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After Xing Han entered the darkness, he felt something flying forward quickly with him.

After an unknown amount of time, someone grabbed his right hand.

The other party said: "Xing Han, it's me, Ling Yiran."

Xing Han held his hand and said, "Am I dreaming now?"

Ling Yiran smiled: "No, you are not in a dream. Look ahead, we are almost there."

Xing Han looked forward.

There was a small green light in the distance ahead, and as they flew in, the green light became bigger and bigger, and then he saw a majestic ancient gate, the gate was open, and it was dark inside, looking very gloomy.

Xing Han looked up at the green plaque on the gate, on which was written the words "Ghost Gate", he was slightly taken aback: "This is... Hell?"

"Yes." Ling Yiran was afraid that he would think he was dead, so he explained to him: "Don't worry, you are not dead yet, I asked Xiaoqin to lead your soul to the underworld, and when the time comes, I will I will send you back, and even if your lifespan is not over, even if you come to the underworld, you will be sent back to the underworld for various reasons, unless someone deliberately holds your soul."

Xing Han nodded: "Yes. With you here, I don't worry."

Seeing that he believed in himself so much, Ling Yiran couldn't help smiling: "You are a living soul, and your time is limited, so I won't take you to Huangquan Road, cross the Naihe Bridge, and we will go directly to Fengdu City."

"You want to take me to Fengdu City for a date?"

"Correct."

Xing Han never thought that he would have a date in the underworld one day, which made him feel very fresh, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "I am already looking forward to the next date."

Ling Yiran clenched his hand tightly, and quietly gave him a ghostly energy, lest people would find out that Xing Han was a living soul when he entered the city, and then teleported to the gate of Fengdu City.

Xing Han first looked around curiously. After flying to the gate of the city, the wild ghosts around walked into the city on two feet. They carried a gloomy aura, and there were many green will-o'-the-wisps floating around to illuminate everyone.

Then he raised his head and looked at the gate tower of Fengdu City. The gate tower was so tall and huge that people could not see the end. There was a couplet beside the gate. He read in a low voice: "Man and ghost, ghost and man, man Ghosts have different paths, yin and yang, yang and yin, yin and yang are always separated, who wrote the couplet, it is very well written and very appropriate."

It's a pity that there is no horizontal couplet, but there is a plaque with the words "Fengdu City" hanging on the place where the horizontal couplet is pasted.

Ling Yiran used to think that the couplets were written very well, but now he felt that the words "Human and Ghost" and "Yin and Yang are separated forever" were very eye-catching, which made him very unhappy: "I don't know who wrote it, I’ll ask again when I have a chance, let’s play in the city first.”

The two entered the city, and Xing Han was attracted by the prosperous scene in front of him, as if he had traveled to ancient times. The buildings on both sides of the street were ancient houses, and many red lanterns were hung on each house to illuminate the entire street. The ghosts were all wearing new clothes. , some wear ancient costumes, some wear modern costumes, and the alleys are also decorated with lights and festoons, which is very lively.

The corner of Xing Han's mouth slightly raised: "I thought the underworld was a gloomy place, but now it looks like the ancient cities in TV dramas."

Ling Yiran explained: "Today is the Ghost Festival, that's why it's so lively. Although there are usually many ghosts on the street, there are no red lanterns hanging on the street, only ghost lights floating around."

Xing Han listened to what Ling Yiran said, while looking at the items at the small stalls on the side of the road, some of the items were quite strange, and some were no different from the items in the Yangjian.

Seeing that Xing Han was curious about the things on their stall, the ghost dealers hurriedly raised their voices and shouted: "Sir, the things on my stall are very cheap, as long as [-] trillion, [-] trillion can buy what you want , pass by, don’t miss it, come and have a look.”

"Fifty million trillion..." Xing Han was slightly taken aback, then smiled: "It's really like what you said, it's all in trillions."

"Fifty million trillion is equivalent to fifty cents in Yangjian, or even less." Ling Yiran spread his hand, and a large stack of Ming coins appeared in his hand, each with a face value of 99999 billion, printed with Yangjian The paper money is exactly the same.

He smiled and handed the coins to Xing Han: "Would you like to try the fun of shopping in the underworld?"

Xing Han was not polite to him either, took the coin and said: "I will burn it back to you later, and I will return it a thousand times."

Ling Yiran was laughed angrily by him: "Okay, I also want to taste what it's like to burn paper money for me."

Xing Han frowned: "Has no one ever burned paper money for you?"

Ling Yiran shook his head: "No."

"Won't the Ling family burn it for you?"

"My dad won't let them burn it for me."

"Haven't the incense candles been burned?"

"No."

Xing Han rubbed his hair: "I'll burn it for you later."

"Okay." Ling Yiran happily pulled him to the small stall: "See if there is anything you like, if there is something I like, I..."

He leaned into Xing Han's ear and whispered, "I'll find a way to bring them to Yangjian."

The corner of Xing Han's mouth could not be restrained from rising: "En."

This scene was noticed by the female ghost guard who passed by from behind, and she hurriedly said to the female Bai Wuchang beside her, "Boss, isn't that Ling Yiran? He is already married, and he is so close to other men. It's really shameless." .”

The boss she was talking about was Yiji who had just returned from the mission in the underworld. Originally, as Bai Wuchang, she would not pay attention to the little second-class ghost messenger, but Liu Mengqi would always mention Ling Yiran in front of her from time to time. In addition, Ling Yiran's performance in the second-class ghost messenger was quite outstanding, and he was also a ghost messenger that Shen Qiu valued. After a long time, he also paid a little attention to Ling Yiran.

Yi Ji glanced in the direction of the stall, and when she saw the man next to Ling Yiran, she stopped abruptly and looked at him in a daze: "It's him?"

The male ghost officer next to the female ghost officer sneered: "He is married to a yin relative, and the other partner is in the yang world. How can he care about his affairs in the underworld? Even if he cheats, his partner will not know, and will not care about one." Ghost thing."

"So it's not bad to have yin relatives with people in Yangjian." The female ghost took a few steps forward, and found that their boss was standing motionless and looking at Ling Yiran and the others. She turned around and turned back: " Boss, what's the matter with you?"

Yi Ji murmured, "It doesn't quite look like that."

"What?" The female ghost guard couldn't hear what she said: "Boss, what did you say?"

Yi Ji came back to her senses and asked them: "Do you know who the man next to Ling Yiran is?"

The female ghost guard and the male ghost guard looked at Xing Han for a moment, and the female ghost guard shook her head: "It's unfamiliar to me, I haven't seen it before."

The male ghost said: "I haven't seen it either, it may be a wild ghost from the wild ghost area, or it may be a new soul just hooked back."

Yi Ji ordered: "Go and find out his identity."

"Yes."

Yi Ji still stood there and looked at Xing Han with obsession in her eyes.

The male ghost guard and the female ghost guard looked at each other, and always felt that the boss looked at each other very strangely, as if he was looking at someone he liked.

"Boss..." the male ghost called out cautiously.

Yi Ji was so fascinated that she didn't hear his cry.

The female ghost officer reminded: "Boss, we still have to hand in the task, so we can't delay."

Yi Ji came back to her senses and hummed lightly: "Let's go."

Every time she took a few steps forward, she couldn't help but look back, seeing Ling Yiran and Xing Han behaving intimately, she frowned suddenly.

The female ghost messenger asked tentatively: "Boss, do you want me to play Ling Yiran's tone in the past now? Ask who this man is?"

Yi Ji nodded, then thought of something, and shook her head again: "This matter should be investigated quietly, and not too many people should know."

"it is good."

Yi Ji looked at Xing Han again, and then left quickly.

Ling Yiran was focusing on introducing Xing Han's items from the underworld, but he didn't notice that someone behind him was watching them. He held a small bottle and whispered in Xing Han's ear: "This is Huangquan water. It's very cold, but it's suitable for you. Take it back and put it in the dormitory, just open the bottle cap, it’s like turning on the air conditioner, so that you can sleep comfortably in summer, but definitely don’t drink it in your stomach, it will kill you.”

The military region is a place where hardships are experienced. It is impossible for Xing Han to use it as an air conditioner, but it can be used in other places. He asked, "Can I take it back?"

"With me here, of course." Ling Yiran smiled and took another small bottle and said: "This is hellfire, it is a pair with Huangquan water, opening it in winter will warm the room."

"All of them." Xing Han asked the ghost dealer, "How much is the total?"

The ghost dealer smiled and said, "Two million trillion."

Xing Han asked: "Can I bargain?"

The ghost dealer was taken aback: "At most, I can only give you [-], sir, hellfire is not easy to get, you have to go to eighteen hells..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xing Han laughed lowly: "Just like Yang Jian, you can also bargain."

Ghost dealer: "..." He can be sure that this guy must be a new ghost.

Ling Yiran burst out laughing.

Xing Han gave all the coins in his hand to the ghost dealer: "There is no need to look for it."

The stack of ghost coins in his hand is at least 500 million trillion.

The ghost dealer hadn't encountered such a generous ghost for a long time, and he thanked Xing Han ecstatically: "Thank you, thank you sir, welcome to come again next time sir."

After leaving the stall, Ling Yiran said, "You are really generous."

Xing Han hooked the corners of his lips: "It only cost a dozen yuan."

In Yangjian, you can buy tens of trillions of coins for as little as a dozen yuan.

Ling Yiran couldn't laugh or cry: "Yes, it only cost more than a dozen yuan."

"When I go back, I will definitely make you a rich man in the underworld."

"Thank you, Mr. Xing, in advance."

The two smiled at each other.

Ling Yiran didn't have much time, so he didn't waste it on shopping and took Xing Han to watch their parade in the underworld.

The street parade was held in the downtown area, and all kinds of ghosts in the underworld flocked to the downtown area in order to participate in the street parade.

Xing Han looked up and saw ghosts flying over his head, and one of them was a female ghost wearing a skirt. He quickly lowered his head: "The underworld should stipulate that wearing a skirt cannot fly in the sky."

"Haha." Ling Yiran was amused by him, quite surprised that Xing Han is such a conservative person, he stretched out his hand and said, "There are too many ghosts here, hold me tight, otherwise, I'm afraid you will get lost."

Xing Han looked at his slender and pale fingers, and was about to raise his hand when someone shouted, "Yiran..."