In the long and dark narrow passage, which seemed to be modified by substantial darkness, Zhang Baoren followed the sound of Yin Lao's footsteps and moved forward step by step.

It was the second time he had entered this secret forbidden place, but his feelings were equally novel.

Perhaps because of the two extra words in the Taoist book, he did not be suppressed tightly this time, as last time, and bound his perception.

It seems that I was accepted by this place a little and got the permission to breathe a sigh of relief.

Although it is still far from being outside, you can barely see around you.

The interior of this channel is "n"-shaped, with black inner walls, stone-like, smooth and delicate, and are printed with unknown strange runes.

The strange force field with sealing power in the channel should be the joint action of these symbols.

Zhang Baoren tried to understand memory, but after watching it for a while, he felt dazzled and his chest was tight and his breath was tight.

So he shook his head, put away his mind to take advantage, and stopped looking.

After a few hundred steps, we came to the empty real temple of "Taishan Mansion".

I still didn't stop here, and I jumped over the grand divine monument that seemed to have floating patterns on the mountains and rivers, and also seemed to be a mysterious rune.

Come to a place where I didn't know the last time.

There is a locked iron door on the wall behind the stone tablet.

The iron door blends into one with the wall, tightly sealed, tightly closed without any gaps leaking.

It seemed to be to prevent something inside from sneaking out.

Here, the endless feeling that Zhang Baoren felt last time was as if he was falling into hell. The malice became even stronger.

Looking at the rust on the dark iron door that seemed to be soaked in blood, I felt the malice and madness behind the door that seemed to be substantial and could suffocate ordinary people.

Zhang Baoren couldn't help but frowned and smiled bitterly in his heart, "In such a ghost place, it's really not a good thing to be too sensitive to perception."

Old Yin's voice suddenly came from the front, "Keep your heart and experience the little inspiration in the Taoist Book..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Baoren reached into his arms and held the Taoist book representing his identity. The already connected aura, as his full spirit penetrated, blended with the spiritual light without any obstacles.

Zhang Baoren only felt that the Taoist book in his hand seemed to be connected to a vast concept, which seemed to be a strict, cold, and boundless evil world.

And I also had contact with the Taoist Book through the connection with it.

I immediately felt that I was integrated with this area and had a resonance, and the perception and power that were originally bound were completely released.

No longer suppressed.

At the same time, there is an inexplicable force that blesses me so that I don’t have to be disturbed by those malicious intentions and evil auras.

…Crack…Squeak… With a harsh sound of sour teeth, the heavy iron door was slowly pushed open by Yin Lao.

Zhang Baoren instantly felt countless ferocious ghosts roaring and screaming, gushing out from the door that opened, and pounced towards him.

Just as I was about to avoid obstacles, I thought about it and stood straight there, allowing the boundless evil ghosts to rush over.

Then I felt a breeze blowing on my face, and then the shadows of the evil ghosts instantly dissipated like bubbles, without any other effect.

“Is this the power I am given?”

Zhang Baoren smiled relaxedly, turned his head and looked at the divine monument behind him that was standing firmly there and guarding there.

Then he followed Mr. Yin into the door.

After this gate, it is still a channel, which is equivalent to the one I passed before, but the weird symbols imprinted in it are more delicate and the spacing of the channels is shorter.

In less than a dozen steps, I saw an iron door that was similar in style but was thicker than before.

The scarlet rust on the iron gate is more obvious, giving people a more terrifying and depressing feeling...

Cruff... After the harsh sound of the door opening, Zhang Baoren saw the destination of the trip.

This is a space that is wider than the temple space just now, roughly rectangular.

There is no light source in the entire space, it is gloomy, but it is not dark, and everything inside can be clearly seen.

Step forward and cross the iron gate, and it instantly seemed like you came to another world.

It seemed that from the quiet hot spring, I suddenly came into the rolling boiling water.

Standing in this empty room, I felt only endless depression and dullness, and my ears kept echoing with my uncomfortable and harsh howlings of ghosts and wolves.

The strange whispers were caressing in my heart, which was so crazy.

The infinite malice seemed to have penetrated into every point of the air, and every inch of space, madness and despair were accumulated...

"If I hadn't just obtained some blessing from power and had a connection with this hell, I... no, even ordinary people wouldn't be able to hold on."

The malice that seemed to be substantial in perception attacked me, but was filtered and comforted by a certain force.

Zhang Baoren breathed a sigh of relief and said in horror in his heart.

"This place seems to be essentially different from nature, and there is no normal creature that can survive in this place."

“It’s like a 'hell’ here!”

"Uh... it's not right, it seems that this is really 'hell'."

The blending of legends and reality made Zhang Baoren feel an unrealistic absurdity.

Chaoyin Lao confirmed again: "This is 'hell'?"

Old Yin nodded solemnly, "That's right, this is 'hell'."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Baoren turned his head and looked at this empty "hell" carefully again.

This "hell" or the room is empty and there is nothing to be placed.

It is called a room, but it actually looks more like a wider corridor, because an iron door is embedded every few meters on the surrounding walls.

What exactly connects behind the passage in front of Lei Mingchun’s office? Zhang Baoren had had speculations before, but he really didn’t expect that it would directly connect to “hell”.

This can indeed be regarded as a major area in the underworld, and no wonder it is so strict.

Although this "hell" looks a little inconsistent with the concept of "hell" that was once constructed in my mind.

As if he saw the surprise on Zhang Baoren's face, Old Yin coughed lightly and said, "What do you think is the so-called 'hell'?"

"It is the terror that imprisons countless evil ghosts." Zhang Baoren said, and naturally felt the sin and horror that had been suppressed in the "hell" for countless years.

I thought to myself: This place is indeed terrifying.

Old Yin said: "What you are talking about is just a sensory feeling that it expresses. The so-called 'hell' really means the great prison in the underworld..."

"kindness…"

Zhang Baoren was slightly stunned and felt that Mr. Yin’s words really made sense. At the same time, all kinds of mysterious impressions about “hell” in his heart were exposed.

"Since you will guard the 'hell' here next. Then I will tell you about this place and let you understand your tasks." Old Yin said slowly.

Zhang Baoren quickly raised his ears when he heard this.

"If you want to say 'hell', you have to understand one question. Do you know how many ghosts are in this world?"

Zhang Baoren frowned and thought for a while, then swallowed his saliva and said in horror, "I don't know how many ghosts there are in this world.

But I know that even if one person becomes a ghost after ten thousand people die, one day the number of ghosts will far exceed that of people.

Even drown and swell the world!”

"That's right." Old Yin nodded and said, "Ghosts have the attribute of immortality. Even if they can be destroyed, they will condense again in more than ten years."

"It sounds like a long time, but if you extend the time, it's the same as the number of ghosts will double every once in a while."

"If it is matched with human numbers..."

Old Yin didn't finish speaking, but Zhang Baoren understood what he meant...

Just like a person holding a hammer to play a gopher-killing game where an extra hole pops up every second, humans will be consumed to death sooner or later.

From the day the ghost was born, it was the largest and most fundamental enemy of humans and even all living things.

Immortality is such a great evil.

Old Yin chuckled, "What do you think of things like ghosts now?"

Zhang Baoren said: "I just feel fear."

At the same time, because I gained some ability during this period, I easily eliminated a few ghosts, and the mentality of slight contempt for the ghosts disappeared without a trace.

Old Yin nodded and continued, "It is precisely because of the terrifying situation that we have established 'hell'."

"The original reason why 'hell' exists is to seal and lock up all the immortal evil spirits."

"Of course, it has also taken the responsibility of detaining all difficult-to-handle existences to this day."

Zhang Baoren nodded and thought to himself, "The so-called 'hell' can be regarded as a trash can that can be filled with everything."

…

"Every underworld residence has a 'hell', and there will inevitably be an underworld government office in every 'hell'.

It can even be said that the entire underworld was built on ‘hell’.”

"Most of these hells are called small hells, just like all of our eight hundred miles city.
To be continued...