My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Before these phantoms, there stood two figures, one black and one white. They were Baihei Wuchang, holding soul-catching ropes and mourning sticks, and they were the sixth-rank ghost messengers of the underworld.

They had been summoned by Zhang Hao once in Sanjia Mountain. At that time, they did not know that Zhang Hao was pretending to be a fourth-rank official, so they obeyed his orders.

Now that Zhang Hao’s true identity has been discovered, this matter naturally cannot be easily let go.

Bai Wuchang looked around the village and spoke softly after a while.

"The feng shui of this place is indeed strange. No wonder it is difficult to detect the existence of this village on the ancient official road."

"What is even more unexpected is that the abandoned ancient official road pass is also located in this village."

Hei Wuchang nodded when he heard this, then looked towards the direction of the inn, frowned, and stuck out his long tongue and spoke.

"Logically, it should be visible from the pass."

"But there was such a thick fog that even I couldn't see clearly!"

"It's really weird!"

"Brother Bai, we are sixth-rank ghost messengers. If even we can't see through the fog, it means that the person who arranged the fog is at least fifth-rank!"

"I'm afraid we won't be able to match them!"

Bai Wuchang snorted coldly and said.

"Why should we be afraid? We have brought so many Yinchao with us this time. Even if something goes wrong, there will always be people who will come back to look for us."

"If you touch us, you will be the enemy of Hades!"

"To be against Hades is to be against Hell!"

"Throughout the ages, anyone who dared to be an enemy of Hell has met a miserable end!"

"I don't believe a person in the mortal world can be so capable!"

Hei Wuchang shook his head helplessly. He regarded Bai Wuchang as his closest brother, so he did not stop Bai Wuchang from saying anything, but just gave him a little reminder.

However, looking at the thick fog on the moat, he still felt a little worried.

After all, this thick fog seemed quite strange. Ordinary fog could not block their sight at all, but this thick fog made them like blind people, unable to see the scenery inside.

Bai Wuchang looked around and then waved his hand.

"Come on, follow me to check it out!"

All the ghost messengers roared in unison.

"Yes!"

The deafening sound did not wake up the people in the world of the living. The old people sleeping peacefully in the farmhouses were immersed in sweet dreams at this time.

The Black and White Impermanence, along with their accomplices, quickly found the moat built by Zhang Hao.

At this time, a ghost squeezed out of the crowd, came to Bai Wuchang and continued speaking.

"Master Wuchang, I was here last time and saw my companion enter the mist formation. Later, the mist formation suddenly dissipated, and I discovered that there was an inn hidden inside."

"After my companion went in, his aura disappeared. I couldn't sense any trace of it from outside!"

Bai Wuchang nodded when he heard this, and his expression changed slightly as he looked at the moat.

Although he had been manipulated by that mortal before, because Zhang Hao used the fourth-rank official position with the help of external forces, Bai Wuchang always believed that he had no real ability and was just taking advantage of the situation.

However, now seeing that this huge moat had not a drop of water in the world of the living, he couldn't help but start to think secretly.

This river is obviously prepared for ghosts.

If you want to go to the inn, you can only take the only small boat.

But there are so many of them that it would take an unknown amount of time to travel by boat.

However, he had no time to wait at this moment, so he glanced at Hei Wuchang and said.

"Brother, come with me and find out what's going on!"

"Don't worry, the people who want to deal with us haven't been born yet!"

Hei Wuchang shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Hey"

"Brother Bai, I can sense that your rank is a little unstable. It's better not to get angry. This is not good for your rank advancement!"

Bai Wuchang didn't care and walked straight onto the ghost ship. Then he looked at Hei Wuchang and said excitedly.

"If I don't get rid of this person from the mortal world, my rank will never be stable!"

"Let's go!"

Hei Wuchang shook his head and sighed, and finally boarded Bai Wuchang's ghost ship.

Bai Wuchang turned around and looked at the other ghost messengers and gave orders loudly.

"Everyone!"

"Wait right here!"

"No one is allowed to leave without my order!"

As soon as the words fell, the ghost messengers responded one after another.

"Yes! I will follow your orders!"

Bai Wuchang nodded, then carried Hei Wuchang and began to row towards the fog in the center of the moat.

The moat seemed wide, but the fog over the moat was even thicker.

Soon, the Black and White Impermanence, driving their small boat, was submerged in the fog.

The ghosts on the bank of the Styx looked at the fog and waited, and began to talk among themselves.

"Do you think the two Lords of Impermanence will also disappear here?"

"Don't talk nonsense. That's Lord Wuchang, the one in charge of the underworld! If the two of them were gone, the upper echelons of the underworld would definitely be turned upside down. Even if the people in the world are very brave, they wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous, right?"

"That's hard to say. Lord Zhao Li is still in charge of the ferry. Could he have disappeared?"

"Hey, do you think Lord Zhao Li really disappeared here?"

"I heard that. Didn't a ghost come later? He also disappeared here."

"So what exactly is this place? Why is it so scary?"

"I heard there's an inn here. There's a lamp hanging at the door for ghosts. I guess it's specifically for luring ghosts!"

"Good fellow, you dare to compete with Hades for business!"

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On the River Styx, the two ghost messengers Black and White Impermanence were driving a ghost boat. Since entering the fog, it seemed as if they were sailing into a never-ending river.

No matter whether they turned left or right, or rowed forward, they could not see anything in the fog.

The two ghost messengers have been working in the underworld for thousands of years. They have led countless ghosts and seen many big scenes.

When faced with this situation, the two ghost officers knew that they had fallen into a trap.

"Brother Bai, this thick fog must be a formation set up by a master. We are now lost in the formation and it may be difficult to get out."

"Under this situation, let alone finding that person from the mortal world, I'm afraid we will still be trapped here, maybe for thousands of years!"

Bai Wuchang glanced at Hei Wuchang and nodded calmly.

"Brother Hei, don't worry. I think even if we are trapped here, it shouldn't be too long."

"We have been trapped in this formation for such a long time, and we haven't seen that person from the mortal world. I guess he deliberately doesn't want to see us, or this formation itself doesn't want us to get close."

"As long as we find the secret of this formation, it will be easy!"

Hei Wuchang shook his head slightly. Although he was a little panicked, he was not so panicked that he could not see the problem.

When he first heard that Zhao Li disappeared here, he had reminded Bai Wuchang.

At that time, he felt that the fog here was very unusual.

Although the ghost messenger was of low rank, he was still a member of the underworld and often walked around the world to take away ghosts. Even they couldn't see through the fog, so there must be something strange about it. As expected, everything he said was right.

But it's too late to complain now. What's more, no matter how outrageous Bai Wuchang's actions are, he will not blame him.

At this time, Hei Wuchang looked at the fog around him, then touched his chin and began to think.

"If this thick fog is a formation, then if we attack together, will it reveal any flaws?"

"Maybe we can find that person from the mortal world by then."

"Even if we can't find that person from the mortal world, we can still find a way out of this formation."

Upon hearing this, Bai Wuchang looked at Hei Wuchang and then nodded.

"It makes sense."

"Right now we don't know where the center of this formation is, let alone the direction."

"Let's just find a random place and attack together!"

Hei Wuchang nodded in agreement, then took out the Soul-Suppressing Lock in his hand and glanced at Bai Wuchang, who also took out his mourning stick.

After the two ghost officials aimed at a place, they nodded, and then used all their strength to throw the soul-suppressing lock and the mourning stick towards a place in the fog.

The fog split open briefly, but within a breath, it closed tightly again, engulfing the Black and White Impermanence into chaos once again.

They seemed to have caught a clue of direction in this ever-changing situation.

Realizing that they were close to the edge of the fog, the two exchanged glances. Hei Wuchang hesitated for a moment before speaking:
"Brother Bai, I think that if we want to find that person in the mortal world, we have to ask the big guys above for help. Even if we find him, we are no match for him."

"My previous guess was correct. This fog is actually a huge magic circle."

"And this formation actually has the ability to heal itself. Just imagine, if one is not a fifth-grade cultivator or above, how could such a formation be set up?"

"If he is really a fifth-rank master, we will have no chance of winning even if we find him."

The fog just dissipated and then disappeared, which shows that the person who set up the formation is no ordinary person.

His cultivation was obviously far superior to the other two, otherwise, with their previous combined attack, even if they failed to break the formation, they should have at least inflicted serious damage to the enemy.

However, everything was like hitting a sponge. The magic circle did not show any damage at all. Even if there was any damage, it recovered instantly.

In this situation, even if they don't know the opponent's strength, they know that they are stronger than themselves.

Having been ghost messengers for thousands of years, Heibai Wuchang would naturally not do something knowing that it is impossible.

"Brother Bai, why don't we just give in for now..."

Hei Wuchang smiled bitterly, looked around, and prayed silently in his heart that he would not encounter that master, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Bai Wuchang was unwilling, but he also knew that what Hei Wuchang said was true, and he had no choice but to give in.

But we came here with great fanfare, but now if we return in disgrace, how can we save our face?
After his face turned pale and blue, Bai Wuchang finally nodded, his eyes full of astonishment.

"But... that moment just now did point out a way out." Bai Wuchang looked at the fog and continued, "It may be quite difficult."

"Do you want to fight all the way out?" Hei Wuchang looked at Bai Wuchang, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He had thought about this before, but the problem was that it might be futile.

Because the boat under your feet is constantly moving, it is difficult to predict where you will fight next time.

However, there is no other way at this moment but to give it a try.

So, Hei Wuchang nodded in agreement.

"That's all."

"Let's give it a try. When there is no other way, the worst way is still the best way."

"You take the helm, and I'll break the formation!"

Afterwards, the two of them worked together and slowly groped their way forward.

Above the River Styx, the fog is shrouded and faint sounds are heard, full of resentment and anger.

"Damn it, how can the living world be more cunning than the underworld? What the people in the living world say is true, the human heart is scarier than ghosts!"

"I'm so angry. Why haven't you found a way out yet?"

"They say ghosts are building walls around us, but now I'm trapped by ghosts..."

"People in the world are so evil!"

"When I get out, I must... have a good rest!" Outside the Yin-Yang Inn in Fengmen Village, the ghost messengers looked at the fog boredly, wondering why the Black and White Impermanence had not returned yet.

The fog array not only blocks sight, but also sounds.

No one knows what happened inside the magic circle.

The Yinchai was unaware, and could not hear the sound of Hei Wuchang frantically consuming Yin energy in order to break the fog.

Similarly, although Zhang Hao did not hear any movement in the magic circle in the courtyard, he could sense two powerful yin energies approaching.

At first, Zhang Hao stood in the yard alertly and waited, but when he saw the two evil spirits lingering around the inn, he ignored them.

Since the fog array was set up, ghosts often come here.

As for what the Black and White Impermanence did within the magic circle, Zhang Hao had no idea.

At this time, the ghost messengers on the bank of the Styx saw the Black and White Impermanence finally rowing the ghost boat out of the fog, and immediately looked at the two ghost messengers with expectation.

By the time the Black and White Impermanence rowed to the shore, Black Impermanence was almost exhausted.

"My Lord, what happened? Has the man from the mortal world been punished?"

"Yes, sir. Seeing how exhausted Lord Hei is, it must be after a fierce battle. He will surely beat that person from the mortal world to a pulp!"

"But why haven't we seen that person from the mortal world? Sir, has he been wiped out?"

"Sir, to kill the people of the world without permission..."

"Shut up, my lord has already consulted with the superiors. That person from the mortal world has clearly offended the underworld. Even if Lord Wuchang takes his life, it is still a just law enforcement!"

"..."

Listening to the whispers of the ghost messengers, Bai Wuchang's face turned even darker than Hei Wuchang's.

After glaring at the envoy unhappily, he snorted coldly and said:

"Humph!"

"What do you know?"

"Everyone get out of here!"

"Don't mention what happened today when you go back!"

Seeing that Bai Wuchang was angry for no reason, the ghosts fell silent immediately. After looking at each other, they gradually had the answer in their hearts.

Lord Black and White Impermanence, could it be that you have suffered at the hands of those people from the mortal world?
Little did they know that the Black and White Impermanence almost lost their lives in the foggy magic circle without even seeing Zhang Hao.

Mentioning that person from the mortal world now would undoubtedly touch Bai Wuchang's sensitive nerves, and whoever mentioned him would be in trouble.

At this time, Bai Wuchang walked back with a dark face to support Hei Wuchang, and asked with concern:

"Old Hei, are you alright?"

Hei Wuchang shook his head tiredly, and then said in astonishment:
"This magic circle really should not be underestimated. If we don't hold on today, I'm afraid we will never be able to escape!"

"I never thought that such a powerful person would appear in the Yang Realm!"

"I never realized before that the mortal world has such a method!"

"I'm really screwed this time!"

Bai Wuchang looked gloomily at the mist formation on the moat and said coldly:
"Humph!"

"Go back and ask the judge and Meng Po to come. I don't believe that we can't break this formation!"

"No matter how powerful he is, he can never be more powerful than the Judge and Meng Po!"

Hei Wuchang shook his head helplessly, looking at Bai Wuchang whose face was even darker than his. When he heard that Bai Wuchang wanted to come again, his face suddenly turned even paler, and he quickly waved his hands and said: (End of this chapter)