What is wrong with raising snakes?

Xuan Qingci raised the snake's head and moved his head away.

"Puff Sisi~"

What did the priest do?

Yan Fenglang withdrew his hand, his face darkened.

"What did you do? Ask him about it."

Xuan Qingci didn't understand what it meant, and looked at him with his head tilted. The latter saw its appearance, touched the snake's body again, and fiddled with the scales again and again.

"If you want to know, you can ask him yourself."

"Puff Sisi~"

he?Have you already accepted Taoist priests?

As soon as the words fell, Yan Fenglang flicked his wide sleeves, and a bronze door slowly appeared from bottom to top in the center of the Yanjun Palace. The door was engraved with intricate patterns. If you look carefully, you will find that the patterns are the overwhelming ghosts in the Yanjun Palace. Grass, they grow and spread from the copper lock of the bronze door, and the opal inlaid on the vine scriptures exudes a hint of yin.

Yan Fenglang held up Xuan Qingci, put his two fingers together and recited a formula, and the bronze door was opened.A gust of cold air rushed towards his face, so cold that Xuan Qingci got into Yan Fenglang's sleeve, biting his sleeve to block the oncoming cold wind.

Yan Fenglang noticed its small movements, and blocked it with the other hand holding the bamboo slip, covering the Xuan Qingci in the sleeve tightly.

He lifted his foot and stepped in, and the bronze door behind him slammed shut, and another strong wind blew up.He stood behind the door, quietly waiting for the wind to leave, and spoke softly.

"There's no wind."

Xuan Qingci let go of the sleeves in his mouth, poked his head out, and looked around curiously with a pair of small red eyes, but found that the place was barren and nothing was white, and he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

The place is empty, frighteningly empty.

Yan Fenglang called out a "moment" from the bamboo slips, and in the blink of an eye, a door appeared in front of him.The door is made of pear wood, tall and heavy, with a thick layer of lacquer on it, exuding a faint fragrance.The gate is about ten feet high, and there is a barrier that seems to be as thin as a cloud of smoke.

Yan Fenglang stretched out his hand to push open the wooden door, and there was a wave of screams, as well as a strong smell of blood, mixed with a rancid smell.

Only then did Xuan Qingci remember what was written on the wooden door just now - karma, good and evil are fixed, and life and death are boundless rewards and punishments.

"This place is called the ghost gate."

Yan Fenglang's cold voice seemed out of place in this screaming hell.

A Ghost Li dressed like a soldier from the human world saw Yan Fenglang appearing, and quickly went up to him. His iron face made him look very cold-blooded and heartless, and the spear in his hand was also radiating coldness, giving off a cold light.

Xuan Qingci shuddered, tightly wrapped around Yan Fenglang's wrist, and hid himself in his sleeve.

Yan Fenglang looked at Gui Li in front of him, and said coldly: "Zha Guangyao, Qin Dongqing, lead the way."

Gui Li didn't speak, just bowed respectfully to Yan Fenglang and walked in front.

The deeper you go, the louder the screams, coming from all directions, and then passing through Yan Fenglang and Xuan Qingci, Xuan Qingci only felt a sinister energy rushing from the tail to the back of the head, and couldn't help it Shaking his body.

Yan Fenglang stroked the snake's body along the scales with his thumb in a reassuring manner, and then found that there was still a slight tremor under his thumb.

"You're scared?"

The sudden sound made Gui Li, who was walking in front, stop, but it was only for an instant, and he continued to walk forward, pretending that nothing happened.

Xuan Qingci didn't dare to speak, and quietly spat out a mouthful of snake letters to explore the surrounding environment. His tiny tongue accidentally slipped across Yan Fenglang's fingertips, causing Yan Fenglang to tighten his hands suddenly, and his heart beat wildly.

"Don't make trouble."

Gui Li raised his eyebrows, and a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Why did Yan Jun bring living things in?"

"It's okay."

"Would Yan Jun not be afraid of harming a living creature entering the ghost gate?"

"With me here, no."

"Even monsters have a lifespan."

"I said, I'm here."

"Yan Jun has changed."

Yan Fenglang stopped all of a sudden, Gui Li turned around after realizing it, and looked at Yan Fenglang with a stern face.

"You talk too much today."

After saying that, he walked past Gui Li, his face was terribly gloomy.

Gui Li looked at the back of Yan Fenglang who was leaving with his sleeves thrown away, couldn't help narrowing his eyes, his iron face was cracked, and his expression was sharp.

The first iron rule of the gate of ghosts: the place of the soul, flesh and blood are not tolerated, if anyone violates it, his soul will be damaged.

It's just that I didn't expect that the one who broke the first iron rule in the past tens of thousands of years was actually Yan Jun himself who set the iron rule.

Xuan Qingci didn't know what the phrase "monsters also have a lifespan" meant, but he vaguely felt that it might not be a good thing for him to enter the ghost gate.

Not long after walking, a gust of heat came from the front, Xuan Qingci exposed his head and checked the surroundings.I saw a group of spirits carrying wood back and forth around them. They were bare-chested, their faces were soaked with sweat, and their hair was stuck to their faces and necks... exuding a sour smell.

Xuan Qingci suddenly felt that this place did not look like a ghost gate, but rather resembled the palace construction scene he saw in the human world.

As the soul approached, a huge cauldron appeared in front of Xuan Qingci's eyes. The pot was thirty feet long. The whole body was made of bronze, and the lower plate was supported by four copper hooks. It is a hideous beast.

From the perspective of Xuan Qingci, the supporting copper hooks of the bronze pot just set the three directions of east, south and west. It is the north side, where there is also a supporting copper hook, forming a square copper pillar.

And the top of the copper pillar is connected with four iron chains, which are thick and heavy, and they make a dull sound when they are struck on the copper pillar.

Yan Fenglang didn't approach the bronze pot any more, stood there and glanced at Xuan Qingci in the palm of his hand, frowned and said, "Don't move around, or your soul will fly away, and even I won't be able to save you."

Xuan Qingci looked up at him, and spat out the snake letter to express his approval.

However, Yan Fenglang still had lingering fears. Many years ago, a certain rabbit who didn't know what was good or bad broke in, but was thrown into the bronze pot by Ghost Li, and instantly turned into ashes without even struggling.When Gui Li reported it to him afterwards, he was really shocked.

He didn't want the little snake that was spitting out snakes at him one moment to turn into ashes the next moment.

Yan Fenglang tightened his hands, and added another barrier to Xuan Qingci's body, making sure that it would not be disturbed by the ghost gate, before walking towards the bronze pot.

The distance is getting closer, the sound in the ear is getting clearer, and the scene is getting clearer.

The scream in Xuan Qingci's ear almost pierced into his bone marrow, making it unbearable.He saw a few people standing on the copper pillar, their limbs were firmly bound by iron chains, but they were still struggling and twisting.Their faces were full of pain and despair, and he even saw madness.

"That is the copper pillar gate, and it is used to punish those who murder or set fire to the mountain."

Yan Fenglang's cold voice eased the turmoil in Xuan Qingci's heart.He raised his head and looked over the bronze pot, the sleeves slipped from his head and fell into Yan Fenglang's eyes, his heart softened and his expression softened.

The top of the bronze pot was hot, and there were a few ghosts standing on the ladder, pushing the souls in their hands into the mouth of the pot, and then there were screams one after another, one after another.On each ladder, there is a Ghost Li with an iron rod in his hand, stabbing those souls who want to escape back one by one.

"This is the frying pan door."

Xuan Qingci shrank the snake's body abruptly, and repeated the name in his heart, his scalp tingling.

This is to scald people alive.

Yan Fenglang seemed to see what he was thinking, and said, "This is not the human world. Although they can feel the pain, it doesn't kill them, or... they can't die."

Xuan Qingci looked at Yan Fenglang quietly, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Not being able to die is the greatest pain.

Yan Fenglang rubbed the snake's body, and continued: "Then Zha Guangyao and Qin Dongqing murdered people by conspiring to seize property, scalding the smell of copper off their bodies, it would be perfect to use it in a frying pan."

"Sisi..."

This kind of punishment is too cruel.

"Cruel?" Yan Fenglang snorted, and continued, "It's still cheap for them."

Xuan Qingci lost his voice, and his body moved back more and more, but was dragged out by Yan Fenglang.

"Look carefully, no one here comes in without guilt."

After saying that, Yan Fenglang waved the bamboo slips, and golden characters appeared in the air.

Xuan Qingci's red eyes widened, seeing all these heinous crimes, blood debts written down clearly on the bamboo slips, he froze immediately.

"Do you still think I'm cruel to them?"

At this moment, a burst of flaming hot oil flew straight at Yan Fenglang, he subconsciously held Xuan Qingci in his arms, and with his other hand he propped up a barrier, tightly protecting the two of them. back.

When several ghosts saw Yan Fenglang's appearance, they knelt down in panic.

"Please Yan Jun forgive me!"

Yan Fenglang lowered his head and glanced at Xuan Qingci, seeing that the other party was unharmed, the barrier was dispelled, and he walked over with a cold face.

"What is the ninth iron rule of the ghost gate?"

The ghosts lowered their heads even lower, and said in unison in fear: "Punishment does not harm innocent people, rewards do not involve innocence, if anyone violates it, he will be punished himself."

Xuan Qingci got out of his sleeve, secretly feeling that the sleeve was not a safe place, and when Yan Fenglang put himself in his arms, he slipped in and curled up on his chest.The latter only felt a chill in his chest and gasped.

"Bring Qin Dongqing and Zha Guangyao, and the rest of Guili will be punished on their own."

"Thank you Yan Jun for your kindness!"

Yan Fenglang glanced at the little snake writhing in his arms, couldn't help holding it down, but he didn't know where it was pressed, the other party struggled violently, he immediately let go of his hand, and stared at his arms , very nervous.

A man in a state of embarrassment was thrown on the ground, his sticky upper body was instantly stained with dirty dust, and his face, which was originally full of aura of wealth, now looked unbearable.

Yan Fenglang slightly closed his chest with his hands, covered the little snake with his palms, and took half a step back.

Zha Guangyao saw the man in brown in front of him, using both hands, he crawled over, trying to grab Yan Fenglang's trouser leg, but just as he stretched out his hand, he was dragged back by the two ghosts behind him.

"God! God please spare me..."

Gui Li raised the whip in his hand, and swung it down viciously.

"Presumptuous! Lord Yan, God, is something that lowly spirits like you can touch!"