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Chapter 38: Huang Quan sighs (once)

The old man's residence is not very luxurious, it is just a broken thatched house. This seems to be a characteristic that all masters have, living in a simple and dilapidated manner.

He took us to the front of the house, and then he went to get a few wooden benches in the world to sit on. Looking at the small stool, I remembered the wooden benches I used to be when I was a child. Because I was too poor, the stools were transformed by themselves. They used a small piece of wood, and then sawed them into many small pieces. Then they were peeled and they became the most common wooden bench.

The Ghost King seemed to be in a bad state because he was trapped in memory. The old man tied it tightly with a golden rope from the moment he came out.

The rope has a special effect and can suppress the Ghost King. Otherwise, his characteristics would be that he would have made such a big mistake and would have run away long ago and stay obediently.

After sitting down, the old man asked the Ten Palaces of Hell to serve tea. He was probably the only one who could command the Ten Palaces of Hell like this.

What surprised me very much was that the tea he drank was a product of the human world. The ancient languages ​​of the underworld did not eat anything, but he was very special. It can be seen that after reaching the extreme, he could indeed break out of certain rules.

"You must be curious, why I have to come here,"

After a long time, the old man spoke.

I nodded after hearing this. I was really confused about his motives. To be honest, I don’t think that family scandals can be made public, and I am still with someone who is extremely dissatisfied with them.

The old man smiled when he saw this, "It's normal to be confused. After all, what I want to say is not useful news for you, but I believe you will want to know who the mastermind is from beginning to end."

"Why? Not the Ghost King?"

I was stunned when I heard this and asked hurriedly. The old man shook his head when he heard this, "It's not him, he can only be considered an accomplice."

"That's just a waste!"

I said.

However, the old man shook his head when he heard this and continued to speak: "Yan is not a selves."

"Who?"

I was a little confused. After all, the two masterminds said no, who is it? Could it be me? I thought so, and the sound fell, and the old man's words almost made me run wild from the stool.

I saw him glance at me and then said, "If you want to discuss cause and effect, you are the mastermind of this matter!"

“……………………………………………”

You are sure you didn't tease me," I said in dissatisfaction, and my tone was very poor, and my hands were holding the Broken Soul Sword tightly. I felt that this guy asked me to come here because he wanted to accuse me. I really thought I was easy to bully, right?

Seeing that my situation was wrong, the old man hurriedly said, "Don't think too much. There is actually a reason why I said that. Please listen to me to you."

Although I was still very unhappy when I heard this, I had to sit honestly. After listening to him finishing his words, I thought to myself that if there was anything wrong, I could prepare to deal with it in advance.

Seeing that I was willing to listen, the old man cleared his throat and slowly spoke: "This matter has to start thousands of years ago. At that time, the Ghost King was still young, probably in his twenties."

"This is small?"

Hearing this, I looked confused. I was over 20 years old and said that I was young, so he was really good at ripping off.

The old man smiled when he heard this, "The definition of age in the underworld is different from that in the mortal world. People in the underworld have a long life. They are indeed young in their twenties, but they are indeed the same as you humans, and they are at the age of getting married and having children."

The old man said.

"What happened later? Tell me how I became their mastermind?" I said, and the old man smiled when he heard this, "This fate can be said to be very mysterious. At that time, the Ghost King had just passed the trial and did not inherit the qualifications of the Ten Palaces of Yama. He practiced hard in this underworld every day, hoping that one day he could meet the standards of the Ten Palaces of Yama and then become a powerful general in the underworld."

"But the road of cultivation is so difficult. Without experiencing life and death, how can you develop a skill and let other ancient gods recognize his qualifications?"

"Other ancient gods? There are ancient gods in this underworld?"

I was stunned when I heard this and asked quickly. The old man shook his head, "It's not a real god, it's just a conscious soul body. They were the former guardians of the underworld. Later, they fell for some reasons. Although their bodies dissipated, the soul body has been preserved, becoming veterans of the underworld, helping the new people in the underworld to become their masters, and then passing on their skills."

"So they have absolute say in the latter choice of the Ten Palaces of Yama. After all, Yamama is a senior power in the underworld and cannot make any mistakes. Originally, the qualifications of the Ghost King, there is no problem at all for being selected as Yamama. But everything that was originally scheduled will be completely broken by your appearance."

"My appearance? I don't understand this. What does my appearance have to do with him going on this journey? By the way, hasn't he become the Ten Palaces of Hell?"

I don't understand.

"It wasn't that close, but everything has been related since you brought that soul into the underworld."

The old man said, and when I heard this, I pondered for a moment, and suddenly realized it in my heart, "I understand what you meant. I brought the sacred to the underworld, right?"

I spoke.

The ancient god nodded when he heard this, "It was indeed you who brought it into the underworld. I'll tell you in detail. Maybe after listening, you will understand the relationship between them and the role you play here."

The old man spoke.

Thousands of years ago, Huangquan Road

On the long road of yellow sand, many souls floated. They were all newly dead people. They were extradited to Huangquan and drank Mengpo soup to forget their previous life and reincarnation.

Agou is one of the many extraditioners and is one of the most outstanding ones. Due to work reasons, he often travels back and forth in the underworld.

After a while, she became friends with the Lord of the Yellow Springs, Meng Po. As a demon who has lived for thousands of years, Meng Po has had enough of the boring life in countless almost repeated lives. She longs to leave the Yellow Springs and leave this vast yellow sand. So every time Agou sends his soul, she will guard Agou and listen to him telling the wonderfulness of the outside world.

After talking more, Meng Po couldn't help but feel the throbbing in his heart. Finally, he couldn't help it. He was willing to give up his immortal body and passed the position of Meng Po to his sister, while he devoted himself to reincarnation and wanted to experience the sufferings of the world.

It was said to be an experience, but in fact, she was the Agou who would come to the underworld from time to time and tell her stories from time to time. She fell in love with that mortal and the extraditionist who relied on extradition for a living.

Such love is not recognized. After all, status, cultivation, and background are not at the same level.

The reason why Meng Po gave up Meng Po's position and devoted herself to reincarnation was that she wanted to go to the world to ask whether he had loved him or not. Therefore, in the 211th year of the Mingyin year, Meng Po gave up his life and entered reincarnation.

"Sister Huachu, you have thought about it. Once you enter the cycle of reincarnation, you will never come back."

In front of the gate of reincarnation, Hades looked at the woman in front of him with a serious face, Hua Chu, the previous Meng Po, the real Lord of the Underworld.

After hearing the words of Pluto, Hua Chu smiled, "Atu, you are still young and have a lot of things you don't know. When you grow up, you will understand your sister's thoughts, help me take care of my sister and brother, and tell them that I am not a qualified sister."

Hua Chu spoke, and before the Pope could speak again, she took a step forward and walked into the gate of reincarnation without hesitation.
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