Super Wizard

At the door, Guo Qiming's husband and wife were trembling all over, because they could feel a wave of cold coming from outside the door, as if there was a cold body floating around them.

In the house, only Guo Niaohe stood by the desk, and the old man grabbed the desk with one hand, so as not to overturn the desk due to the jumping of four cocks.

The Guo family naturally has more than three people, but the housekeeper Laifu just stood in the courtyard and did not dare to move.

Because Fang Ming had explained before, no matter what happened at that time, no one else should come in to intervene, otherwise the child's life would really be gone.

At that time Guo Qiming also asked Fang Ming why, and Fang Ming just returned a sentence that made them not very clear.

"Those who do not allow the sky, blood relatives still have the right to fight for the first line of life, and outsiders' actions are like a move against the sky, and they are repulsed."

On the desk, the rooster was still screaming desperately, while in the other side of the study, Fang Ming also opened his eyes.

The roar of the rooster passed into Fang Ming's ears, causing Fang Ming's eyes to shrink, but Fang Ming also knew that he couldn't help now, the only thing he could do was to hurry up here.

Quietly, this time, he only painted the Douyin amulet only three times. At the moment the Doyyin amulet was formed, a cold air instantly filled the entire study, even the goose bumps on Fang Ming's skin appeared. Too.

Holding the Duyin Rune in his hand, Fang Ming pondered for a moment, and finally put this Rune on his back.

Cross-legged, sitting cross-legged on the ground, Fang Ming closed his eyes, and as time passed slowly, Fang Ming could feel that the coldness deepened again, not from the coldness of the surrounding temperature, but from His soul.

When this coldness reached the edge of Fang Ming's tolerable limit, Fang Ming's entire body suddenly loosened, and then found that his surroundings had completely changed.

There are no desks, no bookshelves, and no lights. Some are just an endless darkness and endless cold.

"Is my soul already in Hades?"

Fang Ming looked around, he didn't dare to be 100% sure, because his master just told him that crossing the Yin Rune can make people's souls go to the hell, but he did not mention how the **** was.

Therefore, now that he has really arrived in the underworld, Fang Ming is not sure, maybe just the outer periphery of the underworld.

clang!

Just as Fang Ming thought about which direction to go, a gong sound sounded not far away. Hearing the sound of the gong, Fang Ming hesitated and finally chose to go over there.

The gong sound sounded every three minutes, and when the sixth gong sound sounded, the light finally appeared in front of Fang Ming, but only a faint light.

This is the light emitted by a red lantern. Someone is carrying a red lantern, and under the red lantern is a gong. The other hand of this person is holding a black wooden stick. It was he who hit the gong every three minutes.

"Beating more people?"

When he saw this figure, Fang Ming had a surprised look in his eyes, and he remembered a word his master had told him.

Playing more people is a very special occupation, but also one of the most solitary occupations.

To beat a person, a gong walks around, the gong rang, and the ghosts and ghosts stunned and evaded. The powerful beater's gong sounded even more so that some lone souls and ghosts could fly away.

Therefore, for the ghosts and ghosts, the beater is like the roar of the rooster in their hearts, but the former should be more deterrent.

Fighting people is very special, that is, they never deal with other people, just take a gong and go around, and they will not do things that are not easy to help.

In addition to playing time will appear, on weekdays, even if the ghosts in front of them are ignoring people.

Of course, if this is only the case, Master Fang Ming will not deliberately explain to the other Ming, and there is another great feature of playing the game, that is, the connection between Yin and Yang.

Everyone knows that the beater appears at night, but this does not mean that the beater has nothing to do during the day. According to Master Fang Ming’s discovery, the beater walks at night and the road at night.

Some people say that playing more people is cold-blooded, but actually playing more people is not cold-blooded, but because their souls are not in the sun at all during the day.

The gongs in the sun and the lanterns in the human skin are the characteristics of playing better.

Therefore, when he saw the figure striking the gong with the red lantern, Fang Ming thought of playing the person more quickly.

However, Fang Ming didn't move any closer, because when he found this distance, when the beater's gongs and drums sounded, the sound wave gave him an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

This kind of feeling actually appeared when he heard the third gong, only because of curiosity made him hold back his inner discomfort and continue to move forward.

"In the yang, the gongs of the gongren shocked the ghosts of the Quartet. Now it seems that the duty of playing the gongs in the **** is just the opposite. What the gongs sound shocks is a soul like me that does not belong to the hell."

Ghosts don't belong to the Yang room, so they are afraid of hitting a more causeway, and stowaways like Fang Ming do not belong to the hell, so they are also afraid of hitting a more causeway.

Night cruise to the sun, day cruise to the shade

This is the beater!

Without approaching the Gauguinren, Fang Ming retreated slowly and chose to go in the opposite direction of the Gauguinen.

This time, Fang Ming left again for almost an hour before he saw the light again. A huge oil pan spanned in front of him, with a mountain-like height, and under each oil pan There is a deep blue flame.

Fang Ming couldn't see the situation inside the oil pan, but on the side of the oil pan, there were haunted ghost figures. These ghosts climbed into the pan one after another, and then disappeared.

"The real underworld entrance is under this oil pan?"

After observing it carefully for a while, it was determined that there was no changer or yin, and Fang Ming was mixed in these ghost teams. He wanted to observe the situation of the oil pot up close.

The team was very long. When Fang Ming lined up for almost half an hour, the sound of the gong appeared again. Fang Ming's eyes condensed, and even more people did not know when they appeared on the side of the team.

"People lead the way, there are ghosts and ghosts, never cross the border, and seek trouble."

A cold voice came from the mouth of the beater, and as the beater's gong rang, Fang Ming's face smiled bitterly. As long as the beater went further, he would be exposed automatically.

Because those ghosts didn't respond to the sound of the gong, but they couldn't do it. Every time the gong sounded, he was shocked, and it was easy to be noticed.

Just as Fang Ming was about to give up, there was a sudden disturbance in the team. A figure rushed out of the team and ran towards the pan quickly.

Obviously, in addition to Fang Ming, this team also has the soul that stole into the underworld.

The other party also knows that it is impossible to hide under the sound of a gong, so he simply adopts this extreme method. Obviously this person knows more about the gongming than Fang Ming, or he thinks that as long as he enters It is safe inside the pan.

When I saw a figure running towards the pan, I didn’t make too many moves, but the red lantern carrying the person directly went towards the figure, almost caught up in the blink of an eye. That figure.

The red leather lantern, which was originally only one foot long, suddenly grew bigger as it approached, just like a huge red monster. It directly swallowed this figure into it. Fang Ming could clearly see the figure in the lantern. It took less than three seconds for the flame to dissipate completely.

"Break into the shadows, be obsessed with ignorance, and ruin the soul."

Frigid words came out of Dagenren's mouth, but Fang Ming heard these words but he was awkward. There are three souls and seven souls. Each soul is extremely important. One less will cause a huge impact. After ruining a soul, this life will be weaker than ordinary people, and it may even become an idiot.

"Forget it, admit it."

Fang Ming shook his head and was about to stand up for himself, but it was at this time that a laugh came suddenly from afar.

"Haha, this is another one who doesn't open his eyes and wants to break into the hell, it is just to death."

The voice came, and the gaze of Gaengren looked over there, as did Fang Ming. Not far from the team, a figure was slowly approaching. Fat man in his tens.

The fat man had a smile on his face, and in his hand was holding a black text with a magical luster.

"The Zhou family crossed the Yinzhou Zhouhai, holding a document to the underworld."

Zhou Hai smiled and looked at the beater, but the beater didn't reply, but after looking at the black text on Zhou Hai's hand, he turned and left.

"Over-yin people?"

Fang Ming was a little surprised. He didn't expect his luck to be so good. The first time he came to the underworld, he encountered beaters, stowaways, and yin people.

Passing the Yin people, they are doing the work in the underworld. Most of them are some of the dead who have any last wishes in the underworld, and then entrust their dreams to future generations, and the future generations do not know what their ancestors have. Find an intermediary in the underworld to understand.

Of course, Guoyin people do more than just work. To be blunt, Guoyin people are the only ones who can enter the **** legally. Some of them are naturally greasy.

"Well, this is a good thing for you."

Zhou Hai took out a small object from his pocket, and then quickly rushed into the hands of the beater. The beater was still expressionless, but he nodded his head towards Zhou Hai, and then nodded. He turned directly and left here.

"It's not easy to bring some smuggled goods. You have to pay bribes to beat others, but this time you should be able to pay back the money. It's not a problem for a young model who has been sleeping for at least one month."

Watching the beater walk away, Zhou Hai sighed, but then his face showed a happy expression, slowly walking towards the front of the team.