Li Ling:?

Hear this.

For a moment, countless question marks seemed to appear on his forehead.

Li Ling looked at Meng Yu, his voice trembling: "Are you so serious?"

Meng Yu nodded: "I'm very serious."

Li Ling:...

silence.

There was a long silence.

There was so much silence that even Meng Yu, standing aside, felt a little uncomfortable.

After a long time.

Li Ling finally spoke: "Do you know what I have experienced in the past month?"

I kept knocking on the sap, and kept grabbing medicinal materials, so much so that the administrator made a special note to warn me...

Then you fucking told me that you painted this scroll a hundred years ago?

You deserve to die!

!

A moment.

He felt like a clown.

So much effort was made just for the present, but in the end... I encountered this result.

You might as well be kidding me.

Gone.

Nothing is left.

A feeling of powerlessness suddenly emerged.

Li Ling's eyes gradually revealed a bit of despair, and a smell of salted fish gradually spread out. He never expected it.

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This ghost girl looks really like a ghost!

Damn it.

So damn!

This month, he had almost no rest. During the day, he stayed in a small room and sprinted silently. At night, he entered the thriller game and started catching tricks. Even the time management master's time management was not as good as what he had arranged.

Even some 996 employees are not as tired as him.

This is the result.

The sweet dream I had for a month was ruthlessly shattered.

Li Ling decided to start salting fish vigorously in the next time.

The first thing to do is to watch all the new films released by Fukada and Mikami-sensei this month!

Feel this terrifying atmosphere.

Meng Yu's face next to him changed instantly at this moment.

Can not be done.

Judging from this situation, it seems that Yinza, who has finally been persuaded to come back, will turn into a salted fish in a short time...

How can this be done?

Meng Yu pondered for a while, and a hint of blush gradually appeared on his cheeks: "It really doesn't work, but there is actually a beautiful young lady who exists in the underworld."

Li Ling frowned: "Who?"

Meng Yu played a riddle: "It's far away in the horizon but close in front of you."

Li Ling:?

After pondering for a while.

He tried to ask: "Excuse me, what is your age this year?"

Meng Yu coughed twice: "Not counting the days in the underworld, he is only about eighty years old."

Li Ling frowned: "What if it counts?"

Meng Yu saw this and started counting on his fingers: "One digit, two digits, three digits..."

I saw more and more fingers raised.

Li Ling couldn't help but his eyelids twitched wildly.

Crooked sun.

This is a bit outrageous.

He waved his hand: "Forget it, I can still adjust these small problems by myself."

Hear this.

Meng Yu frowned: "What do you mean?"

Li Ling:...

Facing a guy who can be his ancestor for more than ten generations.

He really didn't mean anything.

That’s all.

Women will only affect the speed of catching ghosts.

Let’s put these things aside for now.

Walking in this Fengdu city.

Li Ling looked at the various scenes around him and recalled a series of rumors about the Yangjian in his mind, feeling inexplicably unreal.

He seemed to be remembering something: "A hundred years ago, when the underworld was not in ruins, were there many shady people like me?"

Meng Yu fell into deep thought: "There are still a lot of them, but most of them are not worthy of being on the stage. They are probably dead now. How can they accumulate so much achievements and successfully enter the underworld like you?"

There seems to be only one..."

Hear this.

Li Lingtong became interested when he asked: "Who?"

Meng Yu thought hard: "I only remember his surname is Yang...I forgot his specific name. It's been too long. It's been more than a hundred years now. I guess he should be dead."

"At that time, I remember that not long after he entered the underworld to register, his contact with the mortal world was interrupted. All the underworld agents lost contact, their names were even erased, and there was no longer any contact. It was not until you that the situation appeared.

Turnaround."

"The surname Yang..."

Seeing this, Li Ling couldn't help but start to think about it.

You know, a hundred years ago was different from now. At that time, although the evil ghosts did not disappear, there were no horror games. They just relied on catching ghosts in the world, and their accumulated achievements were enough to enter the underworld. Their strength should be considered quite terrifying.

Unfortunately.

No matter how strong a person is, he cannot withstand the ravages of time. A full hundred years have passed and should be almost gone by now.

In this way, Li Ling controlled the will-o'-the-wisp in his body and floated towards the center of Fengdu City again.

To be honest, he had heard too many rumors about the underworld, some of which were similar, but many of them had nothing to do with what Li Ling saw.

For example... According to legend, there are eighteen levels of hell in the underworld. After the death of people who have done evil, their souls will be exiled to the hells for execution.

but...

Li Ling didn't see it.

Think of this.

Li Ling turned to look at Meng Yu, a little curious: "I often heard rumors about the eighteen levels of hell in the world, but...it seems to be false?

Hear this.

Meng Yu was startled for a moment, then nodded: "The legendary eighteen levels of underworld... are not fake, they really exist."

"It's just that from the moment the connection between the underworld and the mortal world is lost..."

"The Eighteenth Level of Hell has also lost contact and disappeared. Until now, no information related to it can be found."

"At the same time, the fact that the underworld has become like this has a lot to do with the disappearance of the eighteen levels of hell."

Judging from the current accumulation of so much in the underworld, it does not matter even if it is disconnected from the mortal world for hundreds of years. The real reason for the current decline of the underworld is the inexplicable disappearance of the eighteenth level of hell.
To be continued...