Demoness, Where Are You Fleeing To?

Xue Yunrou paused on the spot, with no intention of moving.

After Tingtian Mastiff looked back, he didn't care at all: Miss Xue, don't forget the vow you have made. It's okay if you don't want to go, but don't ever think about what I promised.

Also, even though Li Xuan is weak in cultivation now, in this hell, he is much more important than you. This time, he was the main one, so there was a reason. The master couldn't let him down for no reason.

Him? Xue Yunrou looked at Li Xuan again, eyes full of suspicion and distrust.

She had no ill feelings toward Li Xuan, but she had a little appreciation for him. Especially some of the things Li Xuan had done recently made Xue Yunrou look at this playboy with admiration. But this time things were too dangerous, and Xue Yunrou couldn't rest assured.

Look what I do? Li Xuan blinked: Actually, I'm also very curious. I am a martial arts cultivator from the third floor. How can I help Master Cheng Huang?

Xue Yunrou couldn't help but laugh. After hesitating for a moment, she followed up unwillingly: Let me make it clear first, I don't necessarily have to ask for help from His Highness the City God. If there is danger, I will withdraw at any time.

Then you and I see the same thing as heroes, and that's what I told it.

Li Xuan glanced around as he walked, and then asked curiously: Brother Mastiff, did you just say that this is the underworld? In other words, is this the so-called underworld?

The underworld is in Fengdu. This is just the underworld of Nanjing City. Under the rule of our City God, it can also be said to be hell, the underworld, the underworld, and the underworld. Tingtian Mastiff explained casually: These are two places, and they are connected with each other. Although it is possible to get through if there is no connection, it is very troublesome.”

Isn't this all the underworld? Li Xuan said with some confusion: Also, is your master so poor that he can't even light a lamp?

He found many lamps and stone lamps on the road he just walked. There were clearly wicks and lamp oil inside, but they were not lit.

Ordinarily, this would not happen. The city god of Nanjing City was granted the title of ‘Capital God’ by Taizu, and the existence of ‘Chengtianjianguosiminshengfuminglingling’ was the only one among all the city gods in the Jin Dynasty who was granted the title of king.

During his lifetime, this city god was not only the ruler of the southern half of the Yangtze River, he was also extremely powerful and was known as the little overlord like Sun Ce. Even though he has achieved a lot, he still has to surpass Sun Ce.

Therefore, this man is not only very popular in Nanjing City, but also has considerable influence in the entire Jiangnan region.

There is a reason for not lighting the lamps. I will talk about this later. Tingtian Mastiff said with a hint of helplessness: The world of the underworld is created by people, so the more people gather in one city and one place, the wider the local underworld will be. . But Nanjing is so far away from Fengdu, and there are so many wilderness areas along the way, how can they be connected together?

Emperor Fengdu was canonized by successive emperors. In theory, he was in charge of all the underworld, but in fact he could only influence Shu. Those who are above Fengdu include Emperor Dongyue, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva of Buddhism, and the King of Hell. My master doesn’t look down on them—

Li Xuan understood and thought of these city gods and emperors as warlords demarcating territories for self-government. As for the Netherworld being created by humans, I don’t know why? Is it human Alaya consciousness?

He asked directly, but Tingtian Mastiff shook his head: How do I know the reason? Anyway, this is the fact. The hell under the world is all pieced together. Also, why do you have so many questions?

Li entered the underworld for the first time, so he was naturally curious.

Li Xuan thought to himself that this was Hades, the underworld! For a successor who grew up under the red flag and was influenced by materialism since childhood, of course there are questions and curiosity everywhere.

He admitted that he was now Grandma Liu who had just entered Grand View Garden and had seen the world.

Also, Einstein has been asking why since he was a child, and he finally grew up to be a great scientist.

At this moment, Li Xuan was suffocated. He saw an open palace door in front of him, and in the doorway of the palace door, there was a figure three times the height of an ordinary person, standing with his back to them and his hands behind his back. He was unusually tall and tall, but he was wearing a flowing white robe of a scholar, and he was holding a huge Guan Dao in his right hand.

Although this person is simply standing there, his momentum is as majestic and thick as a mountain, with unparalleled majesty.

Li Xuan just glanced at this person and felt that his soul was frozen, and he could hardly move any thoughts in his mind. It wasn't until a chill came from his back that his thoughts returned to normal.

Li Xuanzang thought, could this be the City God? But I heard Tingtian Mastiff next to me say respectfully: Young general has met the Lord Judge!

Oh my god! The burly scribe turned his head and glanced at them, and then his eyes narrowed: Are they the two mortals that His Highness mentioned?

Exactly! Tingtian Mastiff still replied respectfully: The young general has summoned them to the underworld on the order of the master.

I got it. The burly scribe nodded lightly and turned around: You guys go first, Brother Guo and I will follow. Be careful on the road, these monsters and ghosts are getting more and more noisy now. ”

Tingtian Mastiff nodded again before leading Li Xuan and the others forward.

After walking out of the palace gate, Li Xuan asked again: Is this Judge Wu?

It's Judge Wen! Tingtian Mastiff corrected: Who stipulates that only warriors can wield the Daguandao? Have you never seen his statue in the City God's Temple?

Li Xuan really didn't notice that the last time he went to the Capital City God's Temple was to look for the Tianmastiff. Besides, who would want to see what the civil and military judges accompanying the sacrifice look like?

Xue Yunrou looked back at the stalwart figure with admiration: That's Zhang Yan, the judge below the Nanjing City God's Seat. In the past, Emperor Taizong was in trouble, so that there were endless wars between the north and the south of the Jin Dynasty, and he had no time to look outside. At that time, the man stationed in Xuanfu, with The weak brigade of less than 3,000 people resisted the Mongol army moving south alone, and was eventually captured and died unyieldingly.

Privately, I think that among the ministers who have sacrificed their lives since the founding of the Jin Dynasty, this person is the most honest. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net His integrity is better than that of Fang Xiaoru. When you are alive, you will be China; when you die, you will be in the Jin Dynasty; if you die, you will be the most important person. A ruler is light; given the majestic spirit, it turns into thunder; given the spirit, it turns into the sun and stars. His majestic spirit leaps out on the paper.

And the military judge Guo Liangchen is also a man of great integrity.

Li Xuan then turned back with a solemn expression and took a serious look at Judge Na Wen. It's a pity that his cultivation is limited, and his eyes feel stinging at just one glance, and he can't see Judge Nawen's face clearly.

He shook his head and continued to look ahead, and then the surprise in his eyes became more intense.

This is the street house in your underworld? It looks so fake and magical.

Li Xuan saw many houses that looked like trees, some looked like twisted mushrooms, and some looked like boats. In short, they were all kinds of weird shapes.

However, without exception, there are a large number of Taoist talismans on their outsides.

Then Li Xuan also felt that there was a cold eyesight from Dawson in these houses, watching him.

Can the things in the underworld be real? Aren't the houses you burned when you worshiped your ancestors all made of paper? Tingtian Mastiff sneered, and then said with serious eyes: Those are not only houses, but also prisons. Don't go there. Take care of them.”

Li Xuan's attention has actually been diverted. He saw dozens of rows of huge wooden piles in front of him, with grotesque ghosts nailed to them.

He even saw mountains of swords and seas of fire in the distance, as well as bloody stone mills and boiling oil pots.

Li Xuan couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and murmured: So the eighteen levels of hell and the eighteen kinds of torture mentioned in the book are true?

The picture in front of him was very much like the description of hell in the book.