The Fox Comes from Outer World

The words of the human world contained many ghost stories of the underworld, among which was the legend of Grandma Meng's Soup.

Legend has it that Meng Po Tang can make people forget the past, wash away all memories, make the soul as pure as white paper.

At this moment, I was standing on the Nai River Bridge in front of almost all the new ghosts from the mortal world. They had probably all heard of this legend, so everyone reacted differently when faced with the steaming bowl of soup that the white-haired old woman handed me.

Some people silently took the bowl of soup and gulped it down. Then, they patted their chests and boldly said, "Delightful!"

Someone tried to dodge but refused to drink the soup, holding onto the ghost servant's collar and begging, "Let me go, I beg of you, please let me go!" "I really don't want to forget about her in my previous life …"

The person in front of me took the soup. With a frown, he said to the white-haired old woman, "I already told you that I won't eat scallions and coriander! Why did you put so many cilantro for me! "

The bystanders were a little surprised, the white-haired old woman in charge of making soup frowned, and started cursing loudly with her hands on her hips, "What does this old lady like to put on display! If you don't want to drink it, get lost! Once I reach this Underworld, I will be in charge of my own territory! "

Wow, what a domineering declaration!

All around me, the Messengers and the new ghosts were prostrating themselves in admiration of Grandma Meng, but the man in front of me didn't want to buy it, so he suddenly stopped eating and sprinkled the steaming soup all over the floor. He lifted his head and was about to cross the old woman when she kicked him in the back and the man fell off the narrow bridge.

"Splash!" Without even a splash, the ghost was engulfed by the ice-cold River of Forgetfulness. The Messenger in charge of the custody was in no hurry. It was as if he was used to this sort of thing. With a shout from them, the line began to move forward again, methodically, and soon it was my turn.

The old woman pressed hot soup into my hand. I was in trouble, and everyone knew that I hated coriander the most. But now, I've encountered the same problem as that man just now.

Can I tell this grandmother that I really don't eat coriander? But, this grandmother is so fierce, will she kick me down the river too?

But, to make me endure the unpleasant smell and hurt my precious taste buds is something I would never have been able to do.

Just as I was hesitating and getting stared at by the domineering white-haired old granny, the Messenger in front of me realised something was amiss.

He walked over with his trident over his shoulder, his eyes sharp as he patrolled the line, his nose twitching like a dog's, "Strange, there's a smell of living people... Someone come quickly! A living person has snuck into the team! "

Seriously, what kind of a nose is that? I clearly have immortal energy on me, alright!?

A lot of ghost servants immediately rushed over from the side. Startled, I quickly put down the bowl of soup and leaped towards Wu Chuan.

If he was found out, it would be better to run! It's just a Wangchuan, and it doesn't seem to be that wide. Since I've already entered the Immortal Book, it shouldn't be difficult for me to ride a cloud. Thus, I decided to cross Wangchuan and charge into the underworld before the Messengers could react!

I used my Wind Manipulation to float to the opposite shore. With my body falling, I had to temporarily tap on the waves to cross the river. But as soon as I stepped on the waves, I felt a cold sensation at my ankles, as if something had grabbed my ankles and was trying to drag me down the river!

Startled, I looked down and saw a pair of bloody hands rising from the dark river and grabbing onto my feet! The owner of those hands was no longer a living person, because those five fingers were covered in bones and only had a little bit of rotten flesh hanging from the tip!

How disgusting! I pushed off with my feet and my hands were broken. My body rose a little higher with the help of the immortal arts. However, the immortal arts didn't work well enough on this Forgotten River. I was still unable to fly high into the sky. The corner of my skirt barely missed the River of Forgetfulness as it was soaked by the black river water.

At this moment, the two arms that had been broken suddenly emerged from the water again. This time, it lifted up a head from the white forest! The flesh on the head and face had been completely decayed. There was a white eyeball hanging on the left eye and a black hole on the right eye … This scene looked a little strange. I was shocked and almost fell into the river again! It was not easy to stabilize his body, but he had already fallen into a sorry state. "It was as if the head had a life of its own as it turned in a certain direction. Then, with its right eye looking at me, it revealed a strange smile." "Heh heh heh …

The sound of his cold and sinister laughter was truly terrifying! Shocked, I threw myself with all my might into the air and finally bounced back onto the bridge!

The ghost servants immediately surrounded me with weapons in hand. A trident almost pierced my mouth!

I hastily made a gesture of surrender and took out the Heart Protecting Mirror that the Dark God had given me. "I have come to seek an audience with the Dark Shrine!"

All the ghost servants were half believing and half doubting. After a while, someone finally came up and snatched the heartguard mirror away, then brought it back to report to the higher-ups.

Not long later, he returned and I said, "Follow me! Our Lord wants to see you! "

At the end of the Bridge of Helplessness was a towering, towering gate, over thirty meters tall. On both sides of the gate were towering mountains, which looked like the entrance to a dark world.

That was the entrance to the Underworld's underworld. Following the command, the door slowly opened and dense jade-green smoke immediately drifted over with the cold wind. I couldn't help but shiver. As for the Messengers who were looking at me with their blades and halberds, they all let go of their weapons at this moment. The Messenger who had come to report the news gestured to me and said, "Please."

This is the way of hospitality. Is the God of the Underworld asking to see me?

I felt uneasy, so I forced myself to follow the ghost servant into the Underworld.

Behind the deep gates of the Underworld was the official territory of the Underworld. It was said that all the places in the Underworld were under the direct control of the Underworld God. He had absolute control here, and even if the Jade Emperor were here, he would give some face to the master.

As soon as I entered the door, I was greeted by an unexpected scene of liveliness. I was almost shocked!

Behind the door was an open space that stretched to the ends of the horizon. It was like a huge square that could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people at the same time. Such a huge plaza was rare even in the Heaven Realm, but now, it was packed full of people! If you looked closely, you would find that these were all new ghosts awaiting judgment, long and dejectedly lined up one by one, noisy and restless, moving slowly forward at a speed invisible to the naked eye, while the deacons of the underworld, including the judge's head, the ox head, and the horse face, all took up their duties and busied themselves without slacking off in the middle of the crowd.

At the end of the crowd, very far away, stood a tall black palace, faintly discernible in the green smoke.

That should be the main hall of the Dark God, right? But far enough from the entrance!

I looked around, and the new ghosts at the end of the line looked at me curiously. Just then, a ghost servant saw the person in front of me leading the way, and came over to greet him, "Gui San, you brat, you've slacked off again! "Hurry up and take care of your own team, otherwise you'll be dragging me down by then!"

When the Messenger who was leading the way heard this, he immediately bowed in response. With an apologetic look, he said, "Captain, I'm sorry! Just now, the Boss told me to go get a person. After finishing this little task, I'll come back! "

When the team leader heard that the quest was given by his own Boss, he immediately shut his mouth and didn't say anything. He looked at me curiously and revealed a puzzled expression. Then, he impatiently waved his hand at Gui Three and said, "Go and come back quickly!"

"Alright!"