The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 207
The sudden disappearance of the bull's head and horse face still caused a lot of trouble. Zhong Kui ordered many messengers to search in the underworld for three days, but still found nothing.

Xu Ping didn't intend to tell the story of the bull's head and horse face. If this kind of small character is killed, he will be killed. If he explains too much, he will bring trouble to himself.

Therefore, Zhong Kui had no choice but to let Zhang Bold take them to the eighteenth level of hell.

three days later.

The day was still foggy, Xu Ping and Song Qingling followed Zhang Bold and were about to go to the eighteenth floor of hell, Zhong Kui came to see them off in person.

"Little Xu, you must be careful when you go to the eighteenth floor of hell this time." Zhong Kui was worried, and held a sword in both hands.

"This is the ghost-slaying sword that has been with me for many years, and I will give it to you this time."

Looking at the ghost-slaying sword in front of him, Xu Ping reached out to take it, and pulled out the sword vigorously. A cold light flickered, and the sword light was as clear as water, with a faint charm flowing on the sword.

This charm is naturally cultivated because Slaying Ghost Sword has followed Zhong Kui for many years and was influenced by him.

Seeing that this sword is so extraordinary, Xu Ping was overjoyed, and couldn't help thinking that this time, Zhong Kui Zhenjun really lost his money.

He actually took out all his portable swords.

"Thank you, Master Zhenjun."

With a humble face, Xu Ping handed the Ghost Slaying Sword to Song Qingling, turned to salute Zhong Kui and said, "As far as I know, a large-scale invasion of Fengdu has been prepared for more than half a step, and I hope Lord Zhenjun will pay more attention. "

Zhong Kui nodded: "I have also received the news, and I have made all the preparations, and Earth Store Bodhisattva is also watching."

"That's good."

Xu Ping was relieved, and was about to leave with Zhang Bold, he pondered for a moment, and said again: "Master Zhenjun, I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Zhong Kui waved his hand and said, "But it's okay to say."

Xu Ping said directly: "From what I can see, Lord Yan, the tenth hall of Fengdu Difu, may still have some evil intentions. I hope Lord Zhenjun will be careful."

Zhong Kui frowned: "Yan Lord of the Tenth Palace is in the underworld, and he usually listens to the instructions and does not listen to the announcement. Just like this time, I can't command them, but there are a few of them that I can still trust."

Hearing what he said, Xu Ping knew it.

The judge is still paying attention to Lord Yan of the Ten Palaces, after all, this is also the core force in the Fengdu Underworld.

Feeling relieved, Xu Ping took Song Qingling and followed Zhang Daudao to the eighteenth floor of hell.

Song Qingling held the ghost sword all the way, looking very excited. In her opinion, being with Xu Ping this time was the most meaningful thing in her life and ghost life.

"Brother Xu, I heard that the [-]th hell is extremely terrifying, aren't you afraid?"

Xu Ping said with a smile: "I don't do anything wrong, I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, and I haven't done any shady things. Even if I go to the eighteenth floor of hell, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"What about you?"

Song Qingling hurriedly said: "I'm not a bad person, of course I'm not afraid, it's just..."

"I heard that there is a tongue-pulling hell. Those who have told lies will have their tongues pulled out after death. I don't know if it is true."

When she said this, she was obviously worried, even scared.

Xu Ping became interested and asked, "Why, when you were alive, did you often lie?"

"No, I didn't."

Song Qingling hastily denied it, saying, "I just told some white lies to my parents."

"A white lie is not a lie." Xu Ping comforted him.

"As far as I know, that's not the case. Anyone who tells a lie will enter the hell of tongue pulling." Zhang Bold, who was walking in front, seemed to be interested, and suddenly said.

Song Qingling's small face immediately turned pale with fright.

Xu Ping smiled lightly, and said lightly: "Don't worry, as long as you follow me, I'll see who dares to pull out your tongue."

Song Qingling felt relieved after hearing what he said.

"Besides, we came to the eighteenth floor of hell this time under the orders of Zhong Kui Zhenjun, so who dares to trouble you."

Zhang Boldly echoed: "Haha, Miss Song, don't worry too much. Although Judge Lu is upright and never shows favoritism, he will definitely give Zhong Kui Zhenjun's face."

Whether to give face or not is the second priority. Xu Ping wants to see what is so clever about Lu Zhidao, who in the legend can make a tiger confess his crimes with a single stare.

Leaving the palace of the underworld far behind, he followed Zhang Boldly to the foot of the black stone mountain, and passed through a layer of dense forest.

What caught my eye was Duantou Cliff.

The location of the [-]th hell was beyond Xu Ping's imagination. He had already descended the mountain, but here, there was still a Duantou Cliff with thick fog and misty depth.

"Eighteen layers of hell, just below here."

The abyss was like a moat, and eyes could not see through the dense fog. Xu Ping and Song Qingling stood on the side, looking down with their probes. Song Qingling suddenly felt that a huge attraction was dragging her down.

"what……"

Everything happened too fast, Song Qingling was dragged to the edge just as she came to the edge of the cliff, her feet became unsteady, and she was about to fall.

At a critical moment, Xu Ping stabbed out with his sword finger, and a golden rope burst out from the fingertips, wrapped around Song Qingling's slender waist, and pulled him back.

At the same time, a sword blared.

The ghost-slaying sword in Song Qingling's arms was drawn by Xu Ping, and it slashed towards nothingness, and the pulling force disappeared immediately.

After pulling Song Qingling back, she could already see that her face was pale, and she said in shock: "Just now, it seemed like a rope was pulling me."

Zhang Bold was also a little scared, if it fell, it would really be a big deal.

"I was negligent for a while. I forgot to tell the two of you. If someone who was a guilty person came here, it would have this effect."

Xu Ping subconsciously looked at Song Qingling. The latter looked a little reserved. Seeing his gaze, his face also changed slightly, as if he wanted to explain.

Xu Ping didn't say anything, just looked at Zhang Bold and asked, "How should we get down?"

Zhang Boldly took a look and said: "Let's wait for a while, there will be an emergency soon, come and pick us up."

As he said that, he began to recite the formula silently, and gestured towards the abyss, streaks of black streamers flew down quickly.

Xu Ping nodded, calling Song Qingling to rest aside.

Sitting down on a few raised stones, Song Qingling looked at the silent Xu Ping, and suddenly asked, "Why don't you ask me anything?"

Xu Ping said with a smile: "This is your business. I can see that you are a good girl, and that is enough."

With these words, Song Qingling immediately felt her eyes moisten.

It is very rare to want a ghost who has experienced death to cry, but at this moment Song Qingling really wants to cry.

"Thank you, thank you for willing to believe in me."

Xu Ping shook his head: "There is nothing to thank for that."

Song Qingling was silent for a moment, then said suddenly: "I was afraid that you would laugh at me, so I lied to you. In fact, I was married."

"?"

Why do you think you were married before? I would laugh at you... Xu Ping shook his head. It seems that you still don't understand me.

"Originally, my father and mother told me about a marriage, but I didn't expect that on the night of the marriage, he suddenly died suddenly..."

Speaking of this, Song Qingling felt a great grievance in her heart: "Everyone says that I killed him, but I can't explain it, and I don't know how to explain it."

"Fortunately, my parents loved me and took me back because they were afraid that I would suffer. But from now on, everyone will point and point at my house."

Referring to the past, Song Qingling broke down in tears: "Actually, I was also very wronged. Every time my parents tried to persuade me to be at ease, I told them that it was all right, but how could I be all right? So I thought, if I die, maybe the situation will be better .”

Xu Ping said softly, "So, you actually committed suicide."

"Ah."

Song Qingling responded: "I heard that no matter who tells a lie or commits suicide, he will enter the eighteenth level of hell."

"I was a little worried before I came to the underworld with you."

It seems that I had no intention of inserting willows, and brought Song Qingling to the underworld, but let him escape this disaster.

But now, I still have to go to the eighteenth floor of hell.

Xu Ping shook his head: "I won't try to comfort you, no matter what I want to say, since you came with me, then I can assure you that there will be no chance to embarrass you."

Song Qingling's voice was like a mosquito, and her cheeks were flushed: "Thank you."

Song Qingling, who was mixed with gratitude, joy, and shyness, looked at Xu Ping affectionately. She had already made a vow in her heart...

Not reincarnated!

From then on, he followed Xu Ping, even if he was waiting for him in the underworld, one day, he would be able to wait for Xu Ping.

At that time, go to reincarnate again.

Therefore, the task of descending to the eighteenth floor of hell this time must be completed no matter what.

At this moment, Xu Ping suddenly noticed that there was something strange under the abyss. Immediately afterwards, he heard a voice floating up from under the abyss.

"Bold, what serious crime did the ghost commit this time? It turned out that you personally escorted him here."

The moment the voice floated up, there were four ghosts, standing on a dark cloud, floating up from the abyss.

The four servants were all pale-skinned, wearing high hats, and a row of dark circles under their eyes. A strong stench came from their bodies.

The stench was indescribable, and it made me sick when I smelled it.

Xu Ping swayed a circle of energy around his body to dispel the stench, while Song Qingling's face changed drastically when he smelled the smell, and he retched directly.

"vomit……"

When the four servants saw it, they all showed obscene smiles, "Yo, she's still a pretty girl, now the brothers have something to play with again."

Xu Ping was stretching out his fingers to pull an air mechanism to dispel the stench for her, when he heard some sinister voices with displeasure on his face.

Seeing Xu Ping cast the spell, the four ghosts changed their expressions drastically, and they exclaimed, "Bold, what's going on? Why hasn't this brat broken his cultivation base?"

Zhang Bold's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately shouted: "Speak respectfully, Mr. Xu and Ms. Song are invited by Master Zhenjun to go to Hell No. 18 and have important tasks."

When the four servants heard this, their eyes moved slightly, and they looked at Xu Ping and Song Qingling carefully, "Master Zhenjun sent it, which means that there is no more time to play."

Zhang Boldly gave the four servants a hard look, and then apologized: "Mr. Xu, they stay in the eighteenth floor of hell all year round, and they don't follow the rules. Please be more tolerant."

"It's okay!"

Xu Ping waved his hands, without looking at them, he said casually, "This time at the invitation of Zhenjun Zhong Kui, if there are some unruly little ghosts along the way, just deal with them."

Hearing what Xu Ping said, Zhang Bold knew that these four errands had made Xu Ping unhappy.

In fact, Xu Ping didn't have any other thoughts about these errands. After all, he stayed in a place dedicated to torturing evil spirits, so it was normal for his personality to be a little weird or even bad.

I'm afraid that many people know that after the death of the wicked, there will be such a result, and they have to thank them.

But Xu Ping found that even after Zhang boldly said that he and Song Qingling were sent by Zhong Kui, he already had such an attitude, but he had some ideas.

Combined with the results of the previous secret talks between the bull head and the horse face, it should be impossible to achieve it without the cooperation of the ghosts in the eighteenth floor of hell, so he is skeptical about the four ghosts.

"Hey, why didn't the bull-headed horse-faced brothers come?"

Seeing that there were only three of them, one of them subconsciously asked.

Zhang Bold didn't feel anything, and explained: "A few days ago, Niutou Mamian suddenly disappeared, so I came here instead."

The faces of the four errants changed, but they concealed it very well. They turned to look at Xu Ping and Song Qingling with a smile, and said, "You guys have a secret mission, so come down with us."

Zhang Bold also turned around and saluted Xu Ping and Song Qingling, saying: "Mr. Xu, Miss Song, I can only send you here. I wish you both a triumphant return."

The future is unknown. In order to take care of Song Qingling, Xu Ping took her hand and jumped onto the dark cloud.

Feeling light under her feet, Song Qingling swayed twice, and with Xu Ping's help, managed to stand still, but in her heart, it was as light as the dark clouds under her feet.

Farewell to Zhang Bold, dark clouds began to fall, but there was no head-on wind, which was very strange.

After learning about it, Xu Ping discovered that it wasn't the cultivation level of the four Yins, but the mystery of the dark clouds themselves.

On the dark cloud, the errand who spoke first made a show of flirting at the other errand, he understood it, and asked with a smile: "You two, I would like to ask, I don't know why Zhong Kui asked you to come here. Secret mission?"

Of course Song Qingling didn't have a good look at them, she just looked at Xu Ping, waiting for him to make up his mind.

But Xu Ping smiled slightly: "Since I know it's presumptuous, then I'm asking for trouble if I still ask."

"you……"

The ghost instantly revealed his true colors, and glared at Xu Ping, but he seemed to have thought of something, so he didn't open his mouth to curse.

The errand in the lead sneered, "I advise you, the [-]th floor of hell is not a place where you can come and go whenever you want. You'd better treat us brothers with respect."

Xu Ping sneered, turned and ignored.

Ever since he came to the underworld, even Zhong Kui was kind when he spoke to him, but he didn't expect to be treated like this in the eighteen levels of hell.

That can also explain one point, there is not only an iron bucket in Fengdu Underworld.

Basically, it can be said that it is divided into several parts.

Perhaps the ghosts of the eighteenth floor of hell only listen to the judge Lu Zhidao.

Well!

This time, I happened to meet him!
(End of this chapter)