Weird Regulator

Are there other dead around us? Or... ghosts?

Ji Li got the answer in an instant, but he was not sure.

In fact, he didn't quite believe that there really was an underworld in this world.

Similar to Tang Duan's idea, if there really is an underworld, then ghosts will become low-level existences here.

But the appearance and temperament of this pair of ghosts made him feel irresistible.

So, what are the two extra dead people that the prayer wheel ghost said?

Ji Li suddenly thought of a small thing that he had forgotten, which was the small coffin carried by Tang Duan and Hong Fu.

These two small coffins were not obtained in the right way, but they were stolen from the coffins of two dead children!

At this time, Tang Duan and Hong Fu were still pale, looking at the empty darkness around them, obviously not realizing the seriousness of the matter.

Ji Li took a deep look at the coffin behind the two of them. It seemed that something had gone wrong from the beginning, but it didn't help now.

Walk.

As soon as this word came out of his mouth, the prayer wheel ghost had already turned around and stepped forward without looking back, as if he was not worried that Ji Li and others would not follow.

As store clerks, there is no reason to escape, so we can only stiffen our necks and move forward.

Only Ji Li turned his head. He wanted to take a look at the ghost man holding an oil-paper umbrella and see why he didn't follow him.

But at a glance, I found that it completely disappeared after checking Tian Xiaoyu.

Ji Li frowned. There are only two roads here, one leads to the gate of hell and the other leads to the real world. Where did the ghost with the umbrella go?

At this time, Tian Xiaoyu suddenly patted Chang Nian on the shoulder, stretched out his arm and asked:

Sister Chang Nian...that ghost seems to have disappeared from my side.

Chang Nian looked back at the real world that was getting further and further away: So what?

Tian Xiaoyu raised his empty wrist again and emphasized: When it left, it took away the watch on my wrist...

When Ji Li heard this, he rolled his eyes and turned back immediately.

The ghost with the oil-paper umbrella actually took Tian Xiaoyu's watch and escaped from the underworld and entered the real world...

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Along the way, Ji Li and others did not dare to talk anymore. Now that they had the coffin with them, they were not afraid of ghosts for the time being.

The ghost mission will not attack the dead without any reason. Its mission is to take these new dead to the gate of hell.

There was very little information that could be captured on this stretch of road. This stone bridge did not seem to be the Huangquan Road, let alone the Naihe Bridge that Ji Li originally thought.

He doesn't know much about China's traditional ghost and god culture, only the most basic terms.

But judging from the surrounding layout, the Gate of Hell is their first stop. Only after passing through the Gate of Hell can they truly enter the underworld.

And this place is just a portable passage set up by ghosts to bring in the dead.

Ji Li wanted to write down the way back, but he felt it was unnecessary. He would not be able to create such a way back by then, so he could only take it one step at a time.

This dark and long stone bridge has only one ghost servant, seven shop assistants, and two real dead souls who don't know where they are.

The store clerks were exhausted physically. In their minds, the road seemed endless and long. They didn’t know how long they had walked. Everyone who walked straight was covered in sweat and their legs were sore.

But when he raised his wrist and looked at the time, it was now 9:20 pm on November 14th, which meant that they had only walked for twenty minutes.

Yu Guo's steps were already shaky. He had to hold on to the arms of Chang Nian and Ji Li and move forward reluctantly. Big beads of sweat fell one after another. He really couldn't hold on any longer.

This is not the way to go. Yu Guo's injury is too disadvantageous.

Chang Nian said in Ji Li's ear somewhat unbearably.

Ever since she learned about Yu Guo's story, she admired this man from the bottom of her heart, and naturally she felt closer to him.

Ji Li has no choice. The real mission has not yet begun. How he can help Yu Guo now can only depend on his personal endurance.

Fortunately, after about ten minutes of walking, a light appeared not far ahead.

The stone bridge also became wider, as if it began to mutate and expand as Gui Cha, Ji Li and others approached.

When he got closer, Ji Li looked up and realized that the yellow light was the light from a paper lantern.

And this lantern was hung on an archway, with three powerful characters written on it with iron paintings and silver hooks:

gate of hell

Just when he raised his eyes, Ji Li turned around again and found that the ghost servant had disappeared without a trace. He disappeared without leaving a word.

Oh my god, I'm so exhausted.

Hong Fu was silent all the way, but now that the ghost was gone, he couldn't help it anymore. He unloaded the coffin and sat on the coffin to fan the wind.

This... it's gone, what should we do? Dong Yuan looked at Ji Li and asked bluntly.

Ji Li looked at the ghost gate. The surrounding fog returned here again, and a hazy feeling invaded, but there was no beauty, only the panic of invisible objects.

This mission is to carry a coffin into the depths of Fengshan Mountain to change the coffin. Now it seems that the depths of Fengshan Mountain are actually the underworld.

And the coffins we carry on our bodies are what we rely on to cover up our aura of strangers and sneak in as dead souls.

I guess that it is very likely that this coffin cannot last for too long, so we must find other coffins in the underworld to replace it within the time specified by the mission to support us in the underworld from being obliterated by the ghosts.

Having said this, Ji Li looked back at the gate of hell that was not far away, and walked forward without hesitation.

We must find a replacement coffin within 48 hours, leave the underworld and return to Huaiyin Street, otherwise we will die.

Time is running out. The fifth branch has the task of being promoted to three stars, coupled with the special nature of the joint recruitment, although Ji Li has repeatedly overestimated the difficulty of this task.

But looking at it now, he still underestimated it. He didn't expect that this mission would be so complicated and difficult.

Breaking into the underworld as a fake dead soul and a real living person is simply risking the disdain of the world.

Where the fifth branch is now, everything is a mystery, but Ji Li understands that only when he truly enters the gate of hell can the mission officially begin, and this step must be done quickly.

After crossing the archway at the gate of hell, Ji Li felt a different kind of atmosphere, as if he had walked from one world to another, and there was a sense of breaking through barriers.

When the trance disappeared, a cold voice sounded next to his ears. The voice was harsh and sharp, and it sounded like a needle had been inserted into his ears, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

stop!

Ji Li looked carefully and saw that there was a table in front of him. Right at the entrance of the Gate of Hell, there was a man sitting with a cold face and a pair of eyes staring at him.

The man was wearing a black cloth shirt with a big word cha on his chest. He seemed to be a Yin Cha character.

Yin Chai observed Ji Li carefully for a long time, then flipped through the book on the table, not knowing what he saw.

Immediately afterwards, a token was thrown with the words death in vain written on it.

This is another place name in the underworld that Ji Li got, City of Wasted Death, but he doesn't understand what this place name represents.

But Chang Nian on the side suddenly turned pale after seeing the words death in vain.