God Bestows Evil Chapter 137

Chapter 137: Wei Xie walks with his eyes closed

There was another conversation around Wu Xian.

The first voice is a little weak.

"Poor Master, why is this road so muddy and pitch black? Your little lantern is the only light. Can you untie the rope from Xiaosheng's hand first? Walking in the mud like this is really degrading to gentleness. ”

The second person has a bold voice.

"You pampered poor scholar, you just have to laugh with a rope tied to your hand. Master Dao, I'm still wearing shackles. Look at the bald donkey next to me with a sack on his head. I'm afraid he can't even see the road clearly." , we can only follow the lantern."

Suddenly a sharp shout came.

"Shut up!"

"You murderous thief scholars, anti-thief Taoist priests who instigated riots, and unruly monks who seduced the princess. You committed crimes in the world of heaven, and yet you dare to complain when you come to the underworld. You are waiting to be tortured by cannons, saws, and hot ashes... "

“The poor monk didn't complain…”

Snapped!

The sound of the whip sounded, and the three people suddenly howled in unison. After giving these three people a lesson, the man who yelled again said.

"The underworld is gloomy, without the light of the sun and the moon. It is naturally pitch black. Only underworld people like us have lanterns. Alas, I don't know what disasters have happened in the world recently. Countless dead souls have entered the Naihe River, causing the water in the Naihe River to overflow. Only the underworld has lanterns. So muddy…”

Wu Xian continued to work hard to lift his feet, and his heart moved slightly.

Judging from the sound, there were six people around him, namely a scholar, a monk, a Taoist priest, a Yinzai, an old man and a girl. In addition, there were countless noisy sounds, and even cars and horses often passed by. Only these six people Stay with Wu Xian for the time being.

After listening to Yin Chai's explanation, the scholar suddenly pointed his finger at Wu Xian: “What about this man? Why is he so relaxed and able to walk on flat ground?”

Yin Chai sneered.

“This is a person who is trying to use his Yin life to cover up his Yang life. He can't complete the whole journey step by step. This method is against the laws of Yin. When he fails, I will arrest him and you guys together. As of now..."

“Let's take a look at the excitement first. People in the world of the world are walking in the underworld, and there will be people who are jealous of the living people and come to trouble them.”

Yin Cha said to see the excitement.

But Wu Xian was also listening to the excitement.

The sounds around him seemed to be quite real, but Wu Xian knew in his heart that he was still on the 100-year-old platform of Huangquan. The scenes on the Huangquan Road were all illusions. He just needed to move forward steadily.

The scholar was surprised and said: "Hey, it's true, a ghost came to see you so soon!"

Wu Xian finally raised his feet and was about to put them down when he suddenly heard a call from behind.

“Xian, you have grown so big.”

This voice was very familiar to Wu Xian. It was the voice of the old detective who raised him.

Wu Xian was silent for a while, and his body trembled for a moment, but he did not turn around or respond, he just took the second step down heavily.

"Why…"

After a sigh, the old man's voice disappeared and did not appear again. Wu Xian immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The Taoist priest said with some disappointment: "It's a pity, it's a pity that he didn't turn around. He had three yang fires on his body. It was so hot that I didn't dare to get close. If he had just turned his head and blew out a handful of fires, the rest of us would You guys can go there and try it out.”

Snapped!

The Taoist priest was whipped again and let out a scream.

Yin Cha said coldly: "Do you think I am just a decoration? How can I let you harm someone, even if he is a prisoner?"

The Taoist priest retorted: "Then why don't you pay attention to them? Let's not mention the ghost talker just now, but let's talk about the big ghost behind him. He has been staring at this living person for a long time, and I don't know how long he can endure it. "

Yin Chai's tone suddenly became weaker: "I'm just a little Yin Chai, and I can't control all ghosts..."

While they were talking, Wu Xian had already raised his third foot.

He could vaguely feel a small figure running away from him and whispering in front of the old man.

“Grandpa, this man is really good-looking.”

"Little girl, what are you talking about? We are all dead, so don't cause any more trouble..." On the third, fourth, and fifth steps, Wu Xian did not encounter any danger.

The Taoist priests and scholars were always making noises nearby, and Yin Chai would occasionally speak out to stop the two men from their dark behavior. The girl would often run over, as if observing Wu Xian secretly, and then shyly leave Wu Xian.

Wu Xian had a sneer on his lips.

This scholar, Taoist priest, girl, and old man acted very realistically. They tried hard to create a real atmosphere, but these tricks could not fool Wu Xian.

Walking forward with your eyes closed while there are strange noises all around you, is an extremely challenging thing for your mental state.

But Wu Xian had already experienced it.

In the Shadow Hotel, he once closed his eyes and played a clapping game with the terrifying ghost mother who was looking for a child. The ghost mother was a completely real evil spirit. If he was dissatisfied, he would attack Wu Xian. That kind of helplessness, darkness, The fear of not being able to control the situation still makes Wu Xian feel creepy when he thinks about it.

Compared to that, this time is a bit childish.

Wu Xian only thought that those evil sounds were noises made by birds and beasts. Apart from causing some psychological pressure, they could not stop Wu Xian's footsteps.

“Grandpa, he...”

The old man seemed to want to stop something: "Come back and stop meddling in other people's business."

But the girl didn't listen to him. She ran to Wu Xianshen and said, "Brother, there are traps under your feet. Don't stop, otherwise you will get hurt!"

When Wu Xian raised his feet for the sixth time, the girl suddenly reminded him.

Wu Xian laughed out loud.

It is indeed such a routine. After he found that he did not take the outside sounds seriously, these sounds directly interfered with his actions.

Who least hopes that he will complete these twenty-six steps?

Of course it's that 'Mr. Lanke'!

Mr. Lanke may be the will of this Yin Yang Baisui Tai.

So Wu Xian directly landed his sixth kick. However, because of the girl's reminder, he was still a little wary, so he didn't land this kick too hard.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 simultaneously!

Wu Xian suddenly felt pain in the soles of his feet!

The monk sighed: "Amitabha..."

The scholar shouted excitedly: "Ha, stepped on it, he really stepped on it!"

Yin Chai sneered and said: "The road to the underworld is changing all the time. If a living person dares to walk in the underworld with his eyes closed, there is already a way to die!"

Wu Xian suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

The place where he just landed was suddenly covered with nails!

The soles of Wu Xian's shoes had long been riddled with holes from his own thorns, so the nails penetrated directly into Wu Xian's soles.

Fortunately, Wu Xian's feet had "naturally thick skin," so the nails did not penetrate deeply. Wu Xian endured the pain, stepped on the nails, and stepped up with his other foot. This time he was much more careful.

　　When Luan Jing was on stage before, his arm was broken off out of thin air.

This shows that people can also be injured on the Centennial Stage. If Wu Xian accidentally steps into a dangerous place and becomes disabled, it would be better, but it would be worse if he dies directly.

Wu Xian's seventh step was also very smooth.

But when he reached the eighth step, the Taoist priest suddenly reminded him.

“Brother, be careful, there is an abyss ahead!”

Wu Xian raised his foot and swallowed, not daring to ignore the reminder anymore. He didn't dare to put his foot down for a long time...

Part of the inspiration comes from Xuan Shi Zhi, Zhang Wen - (Mid-Tang Zhiguai novels, written by Zhang Du, the author of the previous chapter said that Zhang Du's grandfather is the author of Xuanguai Lu, which belongs to family ghost novels.)

This paragraph is very messy, so I won't post the full text. I will only excerpt two paragraphs related to Huangquan Road.

After walking for more than ten miles, the road was dark and indistinguishable, but I heard carriages and horses racing by, people making noises, and I heard his wife and brothers calling and crying. They all said, "Let's talk about mourning gear."

Wen Yin said: "Why is my brother's residence so dark?" Ji Lun said: "The dark road is dark and dark, and there is no light from the sun and the moon."

(End of this chapter)

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