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"Old Yan, your underwear is covered, come out and put on your underwear quickly."

The sound of picking up ginseng is like a bell, and the breath is like a rainbow!

The Palace of the King of Hades shook violently.

The four ghost guards were as if they were pounding garlic, and their expressions changed into convulsions. They rushed forward to cover Shican's mouth, but they couldn't get close to Shican's body, so they were bounced away.

"Shameless boy!"

The King of Hades was so angry that he threw the crying little thing at Shican as a weapon, and his ghostly aura soared, as if he wanted to devour Shican.

Shi Shen twisted the little thing on his hand, and stretched out his hand to stop Lao Yan who was about to fight with him, "I won't fight today! I have business to see you."

Yan Wang was so angry that he shook his sleeves, "Say."

The little thing in his hand clings to him, Shi Shen throws it back to Lao Yan.Hades disliked it and hid directly.Shi Jian's eyelids twitched at the sight.

The little thing was forced to sign a contract with the king of hell. It didn't like the smell of the king of hell, so it crawled towards Shi Shen.

Shi Shen raised his foot to move it away, and put it in front of the king of Yama. The height of Yan Wang was about the same as the voice of the ancient Fu.

Shi Shen was so angry that he stomped the little thing under his feet, and was finally on par with Lao Yan.

Yan Wang stared at him heavily, his fists clenched tightly under his wide sleeves.

"I came to your place to find something. This thing likes to stay in cold places. Oh, he also has a little hobby. He likes to play tricks on people."

Hades' eyes clearly said "this king is not a human being".

Picking up Shen, "... I like playing tricks on ghosts more." He patted Yan Wang on the shoulder, and the two brothers had a good gesture, "Old Yan, have you lost things at home?"

Yan Wang's thick eyebrows tightened.

"What you said is true?"

Shi Shen gritted his teeth, "If I don't find him out, I'll stay and have dinner with you."

Yan Wang shook his sleeves, "Follow me."

The coldest place in the underworld is the heinous wasteland.

The people exiled here are evil creatures outside the six realms, and this place is also a forgotten place. The environment is harsh and evil cannot survive.

Standing at the barrier, Hades' aura visibly deteriorated with the naked eye, "This barrier is left by him, without him, no one can step out of this barrier, and this king is no exception..."

Picking up a finger, poked a hole in the barrier.

"Old Yan, what did you say?"

Yan Wang's pupils trembled, and he shot suddenly, clasping Shi Shen's hand, "You..." How could you break the barrier!

Do not……

impossible!

When that person set up the enchantment, he even proudly showed off that no one could break his enchantment...

Shi Shen broke away with his backhand, "Do you feel sorry for the hole in the enchantment? Don't feel bad, I will help you plug the hole later."

Yama's breath was disturbed, and he was a little irritable, "It's not a hole."

The strong wind from the other side of the enchantment blew in from the hole, and Shi Shen was sucked in by the strong wind. Yama subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, and a golden light shot out from the hole.

"The merit..."

Hades was so blinded by the light of merit that he couldn't open his eyes, and covered his face with his sleeves. After the light of merit disappeared, the hole in the enchantment was quiet. He opened it from the hole, and there was only wind and dust.

... He can't make it through!

Yama's mind sank slightly.

I hope this kid... can come back alive!

**

"Bah bah bah!"

Shi Shen was blown into the sky by the strong wind, smashed into the sand again, and gnawed a mouthful of sand.

The smell of this sand is smelly and fishy.

Shi Shen was sitting in the sand, the front was as black as ink, and the wind was whistling behind him. The area where he was sitting was a small sand dune.

"Ow!"

In the black as ink, there are pairs of green, greedy and evil eyes, they are staring at the ginseng, panting and excited.

Shi Shen waved, "Come and sit."

His eyes froze in the darkness, as if he hadn't thought that Shishen was not afraid of them, but dared to let them come to him.

Pairs of eyes showed excitement, as if in the next second, they were about to pounce on it and devour the ginseng.

Shi Shen took out a spiritual fruit, the rich spiritual energy exuded the fruity fragrance, his eyes were stunned, and in the next moment, something ugly like an ape ran out and rushed towards Shi Shen.

Pick up the five fingers and wrap the spiritual fruit in the palm of your hand, "Sit down in a row."

despair!

A group of ugly things stand on their own, drooling at the picker's hands, baring their teeth at him anxiously, their green eyes emitting a fierce light.

Shi Shen raised his hand and slapped the one that died first.

Ugly things, "!!!"

Quietly back away.

Pick up ginseng, "Line up."

The ugly creatures were afraid of his terrifying power, and coveted the spirit fruit in his hand. The biggest ones whistled twice and lined up obediently.

Shi Shen nodded in satisfaction, and greeted the big guy at the front. This guy seemed to be the leader of this group of ugly things.

He threw the spiritual fruit in his hand up and down, and the guy's eyeballs looked up and down with the spiritual fruit.

"I'll ask you an answer, and the answer satisfies me. This spiritual fruit is yours! Understand?"

The big guy nodded slowly.

Shi Shen took out a portrait and patted it on the sand.

"Have you seen this guy?"

The big guy stared at the black lump on the paper with his eyes wide open, but he really couldn't tell what it looked like. He was greedy for the spirit fruit again, and nodded hesitantly.

Shi Shen squinted his eyes, tapped his finger on his head, "You're dishonest."

big guy,"……"

Shi Shen snorted coldly. Although he didn't want to admit his painting skills, he still understood in his heart that even ghosts couldn't tell what he looked like in this portrait he drew. Have you ever seen the person in the portrait?

He rolled up the portrait and put it in his pocket.

"Have you ever heard of the big bald man?"

The big guy backed away subconsciously, staring at him vigilantly, tears would fall from his green eyes.

The aggrieved look made Shi Shen amused.

"Haha! You must have been bullied by him! Seeing that you will cry when you hear his name. Haha!"

The big guy glared at him angrily.

Shi Shen laughed enough, and patted his head, "Oh, I love you, don't be sad! Here! The spirit fruit will make up for you."

The big guy snatched the spirit fruit, turned around and ran away.

The other guys gasped enviously, looked at Shishen eagerly, Shishen generously grabbed a handful of spiritual fruits, and threw them at the heads of these guys. He seemed to be hitting the heads in a mess, but in fact he hit them These few, in this group of ugly things, all have the right to speak.

Gang Feng stretched out his hand, not to be outdone, stopped behind Shi Shen and rolled into a tornado.

The ugly guys stared at Gang Feng and withdrew.

Picking up the clothes on Ginseng's back, it was blown into pieces by the strong wind, he turned his head, "Want a spiritual fruit?"

Gangfeng rolled more powerful.

Shi Shen picked up a piece of torn clothes, and said airily, "Do you still want spiritual fruit?"

Gangfeng didn't move.

Shi Shen stood up and ran away mercilessly.

Gangfeng can only dominate in its own territory. If it picks up the ginseng and runs away, it can only blow up the sand and dust, and it cannot follow.

**

After passing the gang wind formation and the ape soul, Shi Shen stepped into the realm of evil spirits.

At this time, the person who wrote the storybook in the bone house in the evil ghost world was so happy that he couldn't see his brows. He held the bone brush and wrote a few lines, then licked the bristle of the brush, wrote to the point of excitement, and let out a burst of hey, which made people feel goosebumps Pimple's strange laugh.

"king……"

The ghost outside the house shouted softly, afraid of disturbing the writing interest of the people in the house.When the king was writing the script, no one dared to disturb them, otherwise, if the king's interest was disturbed, the king would be unhappy, at least it would make them lose their souls, and at the worst, life would be worse than death...

The shade huddled itself into a ball and hid itself on the pillars of the House of Bones.

"Wang, a living soul broke into the world of evil spirits. Ape Dog said that this living soul came to find Wang... Wang..."

Bang!

The people in the room smashed their pens on the table, "Come in."

The ghost ran away in a whoosh.

The bone door slammed into pieces, "Get in."

The voice was like a ghost, wrapped up the ghost who knocked on the door before and dragged it into the house, and stomped its head on the ground with one foot, "You want to die."

Yin Huwu trembled in fright.

A whimper begged for mercy.

Excitement flashed across the man's morbid face. He seemed to have thought of an interesting scene again. He stepped on the ghost's head and crushed it hard, and said coolly, "Boy, whoever dares to bully me, do you want to die?"

Ghost, "..."

The man tore off a piece of paper from the table and scribbled on it, slapping it on the ghost's face and covering his eyes, "This is 20, break up with my woman, get out."

Kicked the ghost out with one foot.

The ghost escaped with his life.

The man sat back on the stool and wrote straight.

Shi Shen laughed loudly.

The man suddenly raised his head, put his palm on the table, stood in front of Shi Shen, looked at the familiar person, his sick face flushed.

"Little Junior Brother..."

Shi Shen crossed his chest with one hand, leaned against the pillar made of bones, and raised his hand to greet him, "Hey! Brother Eighth, long time no see!"

The man's long and narrow eyes suddenly mist up, he stretched out his arms to hug him, and said with a choked voice, "Woohoo! Little brother, eighth brother is so miserable! In this ghost place, I can't eat well, sleep well, and live a bad life at all." ! There is no master, no uncle, no uncle, no brothers! Woohoo! Brother is so sad!"

What Shican hates the most now is people who are taller than him, who use their height advantage to crush him.

He reached out and poked the man's armpit.

The man couldn't stand the itch, so he let go and giggled.

"Little brother, you really haven't forgotten the eighth brother! Come on! The eighth brother has written a lot of scripts, and I will show you all!"

Shi Shen followed him into the house, his eighth senior brother was very casual about food and clothing, the only thing he cared about was the pen in his hand and the notebook he was writing in.

The house is messy.

The man casually kicked the tables and chairs blocking the way aside, carefully handed over a yellow book, and said in an excited tone, "This book is "Two or Three Things About My Lord Yama and Me". Months, if you write it in the notebook, you are sure to be interested, Junior Brother."

Picking up the ginseng, "...Old Yan is quite difficult."

The man said, "What's so difficult! He's living a much better life than his senior brother! Hey! Junior brother, you must read this book. Do you know who Lao Yan is thinking about? It will scare you when you say it. It's your second brother." Brother, you can't think of it."

Picking up ginseng, "..."

Lao Yan was thinking about Yuan Qingfeng?

... No wonder old Yan Gang had a good face when he met him, but when he mentioned Tian Yizong Yuan Qingfeng, his face changed!

"...Eighth Senior Brother, have you met Second Senior Brother?"

Man, "No."

Shi Shen had a question mark on his face.