Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 231 First Entering the Underworld
"boom--"

Jiang Su never thought that Fang Zhe would fall in front of her first. She was about to raise her hand to help Fang Zhe, but she found that the man was too big and heavy. She simply didn't have the strength to hold him up.

Even she herself was knocked to the ground by this man's shoulder.

"Om-"

The sound of nursery rhymes still lingered in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, her mind went blank, and strange scenes appeared in her field of vision.

She seemed to see, above the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, on a mountain throne made of countless white skeletons, sitting on a high mountain throne, a person dressed in mysterious clothes, with a blurred face.

In the bronze hall, dark will-o'-the-wisps floated, and thousands of black ghosts prostrated.

This scene looked familiar to her.

At Shifangmen, she would feel like she was in a trance every time she passed by the plaque of "Douyan Luo" in Huichun Hall.

"Fighting Yama." Jiang Su muttered to himself, looking confusedly at the looming purple-gold flames on the stone table, and gradually closed his eyes.

……

The land of netherworld.

Jiang Su opened his eyes and saw an endless black lake, and he was sitting on a small boat.

She sat up vigilantly, the bamboo stick still in her hand, but found that the boat under her was floating in one direction on the calm lake.

The only ripples on the entire lake were from the canoe beneath her.

She is the only immortal in the dark world.

The surroundings were lifeless, and there was no sunlight visible, but there were some things similar to lanterns floating on the lake, swaying, and the lights flickering, which prevented her vision from being completely dark.

"The shape of this lantern..."

The wooden boat under Jiang Su was close to a lantern, and she completely underestimated what was floating there.

They are not the pink and red lotus lanterns of the Lantern Festival, but small pure white short wax lanterns specially used to worship the dead. Even the candlelight is pure white.

"I'm a little scared..."

"Where exactly is this place..."

Jiang Su actually had an idea in her mind. The revolving lantern before she fainted had appeared many times in her sea of ​​consciousness, so this place was probably the underworld.

But she thinks it has nothing to do with the underworld...

A second-generation cultivator with a good reputation has really been able to tell people's lives all her life. She has no one under her command. Due to her talent in medicine, she has saved countless people.

So if she had to have something to do with the underworld, it would be her and the underworld fighting for people's lives to treat illnesses.

But what medical practitioner doesn’t do this?

Now Jiang Su is a little confused. What happened in the past few days is too weird. First, he flew from the Zhongzhou City Inn to a forest, witnessed the change of the world between two gods, then he became an envoy of the gods, and finally went into some kind of treasure hunt. In the underground cave, I heard strange nursery rhymes and entered the underworld.

Why is everything... so different from what she planned?

She originally only planned to refine a magic weapon and sell it at a good price to decorate her house on the floating island.

Jiang Su frowned and waited gloomily for the little canoe to take her to where she should go.

An hour passed.

She saw the shore of the lake.

On the shore, stood a man in black clothes.

The wooden boat docked on the shore. She was nervous, but she still acted calmly and walked slowly behind the man in black clothes.

She had no choice but to escape. The purpose of this man in Xuan Yi was to wait for her.

"Who are you?" The girl's voice was clear, but the cold question was sharp and harsh.

The man in black clothes remained silent for a long time, then turned around, revealing his attire behind the black robe.

The silver armor was covered in blood stains.

Jiang Su frowned unnaturally and raised his hand to throw a purification spell.

"You're here," he said.

Jiang Su couldn't see the man's face clearly, as a black mist covered his appearance.

"Is it another god?" she wondered.

"What am I here for?" Jiang Su said calmly, "Maybe, what do you want me to do?"

The man in Xuanyi's voice was slightly hoarse, "You are a medical cultivator, we are familiar with each other." Jiang Su twitched the corner of his mouth, "Haha, you are not familiar with it, I don't remember that I have seen the god underground."

This was her guess and her test. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers and is already in the most dangerous place. She doesn't care if she jumps a few more times.

"But every time you save someone, you are fighting with me." The man in Xuanyi continued to speak, his voice resentful and dissatisfied.

Jiang Su's guess was almost right this time, "Your Excellency, is Yama?"

"Exactly."

After receiving the affirmative answer, Jiang Su was shocked. His throat moved slightly. He didn't know what to say for a moment. It took him a long time to speak.
"With such medical skills, there is no other way. The patient will definitely not die in front of me. Next time, you can grab more dying people that I can't see."

King Yama: "..."

Is this medical practitioner too cool? !

"So, am I dead?" Jiang Su asked again.

"..."

"Of course you are not dead, you just encountered the barrier of our underworld and just came over." The man in Xuanyi explained.

"So how do I go back?" Jiang Su's tone was brisk. She didn't feel the slightest murderous intention from this so-called King of Yama, and she was just holding some luck in her heart.

"Go back? Do you want to leave? If you leave, that friend of yours will have to stay." King Yama's tone of voice was as if he was saying, if you leave, he will be left to eat by me. .

"What do you mean? Just tell me directly. I am just an ordinary monk. I don't have the ability to change the world and save the underworld."

The friend in Yama's mouth is Fang Zhe.

Jiang Su was not in a good mood.

The man in Xuanyi shook his armor, walked a few steps beside Jiang Su, and walked around, "There is nothing wrong in the underworld, it is your friend who is."

"Our underworld specializes in imprisoning and processing souls, ranging from chickens and ducks to immortals and gods. Your friend only has half a soul, and you dare to let him come here. Of course, he is destined to come and not to go back."

"..."

Jiang Su'an was as usual as ever, but not only did his breathing suddenly tighten and become confused.

"So where is he now?" Jiang Su said coldly.

"Nu-headed horse-faced man, please go and have tea." King Yama returned neatly.

"Then how can he come with me? What is the purple gold flame, and what is the barrier of the underworld?" Jiang Su asked three questions in one breath.

She found that this man in Xuan Yi really seemed to have no ill intentions towards her.

"He can't go back. If his soul is incomplete, he enters the underworld. Because the power of his soul is too weak, he cannot return to the upper world or even the mortal world. Unless you bring the remaining soul of his soul to help him complete his soul and float back to the underworld. The place where the body is.”

"As for the purple-gold flame...it's fairy fire."

The man in Xuanyi looked straight at her, two groups of black mist scattered on his face. Although he couldn't see the face clearly, he could feel his gaze, "You medical cultivators are really familiar with us people from the underworld." , so that’s what we repaired with the help of doctors—the hook.”

? ? ? hook? Are we medical practitioners like fish?
"You want fairy fire, we will give it to you. Once you save enough people, the fairy fire will be yours. Too many people have died in a certain small world recently, and the underworld is crowded. You go to that small world and save hundreds of people." Ten thousand lives will be given to you by the Purple Gold Immortal Fire.”

Jiang Su? ? ?

She was even more confused as to what it meant to go to the small world to save people. Wasn't he just complaining that the medical cultivators were robbing them of people?
"Three Thousand Small Worlds is exactly where the monks were before they ascended. You should be familiar with it." King Yama knew what she was thinking.

"As for the underworld barrier. It exists everywhere. If you are unlucky enough to encounter it, there is nothing we can do about it."

The man in black clothes spread his hands, and his armor made a metallic sound of friction and collision.

"That's it now, you can go back."

"equality."

……

Jiang Su felt dizzy and out of breath, as if someone had covered his mouth and nose.

When he opened his eyes again, it was still the stone room, the plan, the purple gold fairy fire and... the red monk who fell to the ground unconscious.

Jiang Su quickly checked Fang Zhe's situation, and directly probed into his sea of ​​​​consciousness, but found nothing. She even lowered her head, touching her forehead with his, and her soul crashed into his sea of ​​consciousness without any scruples.

Still empty.

Empty body, no soul.

She needs to take Fang Zhe's puppet with her to the underworld again.

(Thanks to Birthday Cake, Nanxi~, hkle, Suqing, Maomao, Xueranqingchen, 13921133789, and several Taoist friends for their recommendation votes!)