Guardian Chapter 62: Ghost gate keeps the coffin, Huangquan Biluoya

  Chen Feng fell into chaos.

  The tearing sensation from the depths of his soul made him dizzy.

  He only felt that he seemed to be in an endless fall, surrounded by sleepy chattering.

  There are unconscious black shadows roaming around his soul.

  Chen Feng is like throwing into the blood of a school of sharks.

   instantly activated these dark shadows to be extremely cruel.

  The black shadows rushed towards Chen Feng, but the moment they collided with his soul, they collapsed into smoke.

  This is all thanks to the big tongue, and the rewards received.

  The bottle of soul wine that drunk Chen Feng’s soul.

  Landlord, Yin salary, month, one dollar.

  Soul wine that can make the soul thicker.

  Chen Fengdang made half a bottle of boiled water.

  Today, he has an extraordinary degree of toughness in his soul and body.

   There were countless crackling noises, and Chen Feng was conscious in the collision instead.

  Chen Feng felt like he was falling down in the state of the soul body, in a kind of dangling downward force.

  This is a contradictory feeling that seems to be in the sky and underground.

   Endless dimness.

  In addition to the dark shadows that flutter into smoke, there is also the familiar kind of haze.

  Chen Feng ran the Song of Soul, reciting the Heart-Clearing Mantra silently, and found that even in the state of the soul body, it had no effect.

  At the time of peace of mind, Chen Feng's mentality was stabilized, and there was no barrier between consciousness and the Void Shuttle.

  It's just that Chen Xian Chen is not in the void shuttle.

  A dream that Chen Feng thought of, now in retrospect, it did happen.

  Yin and Yang Road opens, Huangquan Road leads?

   Thinking of the last words of the caveman, Chen Feng looked around blankly.

  I can't see a shadow of the underworld, but it feels like outer space, if there are stars dotted with it.

  The trend of drifting and falling continues, and Chen Feng can't control this downward trend.

  This seems to be a natural physical phenomenon of the free fall of the soul weight.

  I don’t know how long it has been.

  Chen Feng found that the endless darkness began to take color.

   is black.

   Deadly white and black.

  It's all devastated and black.

   is full of ruins, like the bleak blackness of the change of terrain in a major earthquake.

   Could it be the ruins and the dust—the place where the haze originated?

  "The goods are coming." With a low voice without emotional fluctuations, Chen Feng was not surprised but delighted, and a surprised sentence "Someone?"

  It is not a person who is waiting, but a leather hoop in the style of a riot fork.

  Chen Feng didn't even see the speaker.

   was pinched by the leather hoop, threw it into an arc like threshing, and fell into the distance.

  Hit all the way to the ground.

  Chen Feng got up to his feet, just opened his mouth to swear, and when he was horrified by what he saw, he swallowed.

  In the distance is a super large river construction site.

  The building is in the ruined wall, slowly repaired, the outline of the unfinished main body, how it looks like a sarcophagus.

  The yellow roaring river is lined on both sides of the construction site.

  The roar was not the sound of river water, but the noise of countless screams of ghosts.

  The river is not only water, there are countless ghosts floating up and down, seeming to never come to the surface.

  Here is the legendary ghost gate guarding the coffin, Huangquan and Biluoya.

  Chen Feng’s front, back, left, and right sides were filled with two rows of "living dead" that went straight to the sarcophagus and couldn't see from behind.

  The description of the living dead is inaccurate, they are not human.

  Like Chen Feng, it is the soul body.

  It's just that from the sluggish, apathetic, subconscious look of the people around you, and the swaying body judging, these souls have lost their self-consciousness.

  Complying with certain established rules, he staggered towards the sarcophagus.

  In Chen Feng's view, the most weird thing is that these endless wandering souls, each with pale skin, is the kind of white that has not seen the sun for a long time.

  These... are... the dead souls of the cave-digger? Chen Feng's inner surprise couldn't be furthered.

  As a burrower who is one of the six channels of Yin Yi, the way home from death is to repair the sarcophagus?

  That, it’s awkward and weird, the soul master who has disappeared after death, is the way home from death also some kind of underworld work?

  The big tongue "eats" the soul, so what do you say?

  Chen Feng’s scalp numbs the more he thinks about it, and his heart continues to be bitter, the underworld...the ruins...the shadow...repair and construction...the yang man should be the underworld servant...the soul does not know where to return... /

  Thinking about it is extremely scary.

  This underworld has become a ruin. What kind of horrible existence is it to destroy the underworld?

   makes the complete underworld yin difference system unable to fully operate, and has to use the Yin Yi Six Meridians as the yang to walk to exercise the yin and yang balance.

  For example, the work of weighing the soul of the soul master is the scope of the work of the ecstasy messenger. Now it has to be divided into the Nandou Branch and the Beidou Branch. The former deals with those who have passed away and the latter deals with those who have died in vain.

  This chaos in the underworld will naturally have a chain reaction. No wonder that the underworld nowadays is also a magical fantasy.

  Chen Feng can probably understand why the people of the Dashun Dynasty are living in dire straits.

  The yin and yang are not tuned. From a human perspective, you will get a serious illness, let alone the general trend of the two worlds.

  Chen Feng can figure it out, but he doesn't notice his abruptness at all.

  The two lines, silently, wandering forward unconsciously, only the one standing still.

   There was a loud whip.

  The walking team seemed to hear the sound of trembling souls, and they subconsciously fell to the ground, shivering.

  Chen Feng had a premonition that the situation was not good, learning the souls around him, crawling on the ground, he was still a step slower.

  "There is another one that is not very honest." The voice of the negative test, accompanied by a hooves of horses.

  The team rushed out from the side of the two men and rode twice. Before seeing the people clearly, it was a two-stroke whip that drew towards Chen Feng.

  Chen Feng's arm tightened, ready to act stupidly.

  Don’t pretend to be stupid. I’m still confused about the situation at the moment. When the situation is unclear, the mindless stunner will violent.

   Two pops.

  Chen Feng’s eyes were so bulging that he almost protruded, and he almost couldn't hold back his murderous thoughts.

  The two whips were pulled off, and the soul body almost collapsed. This pain is far more than the pain that ** endured, it is the feeling of tearing the soul.

  Chen Feng didn't need to pretend, he slammed on the ground, convulsing all over.

  "Now, be honest, hum." With a cold snort, the sound of horseshoes gradually moved away.

  Chen Feng received an electric shock. He was paralyzed. He gritted his teeth and raised his head tremblingly. He saw two horsemen wearing navy blue soap uniforms and went away.

  The underworld is the underworld. In Zaoli, everyone hit the soul whip with their hands and almost broke the spirit of labor and management.

  As for the shameless position, I’m Qiu Chen, and I have a much higher level than your shameless shaoli who has no official body...Chen Feng thought a little bit quakingly, following the rhythm of the team moving forward again, stepping on With the same wandering pace, his expression was muddled.

  But my heart is active:

  How to go back is a problem.

  I can’t really go to repair the sarcophagus. Looking at the amount of work, I’m afraid it’s not even heavier than the workload of the pyramid.

  Furthermore, this sarcophagus was built to block the yellow spring, and to build a dam like a power station, is it to use the soul of the river to generate electricity?

  Then I was born as a soul master, and your burrowing work site, am I incapable of doing it?

  Since this is the Huangquan River, does it mean that the whole body is connected? Can the tributary that took the ferry to the Life and Death Market be connected to the mainstream?

  Theoretically, can I find that tributary, go to the life and death market, and wait until the day when the yin is paid, and then let the fifth uncle bring me back to the yang, and find my body to return the yang.

  However, it is not necessary to go back. What you see here is all souls. I say that souls get rewards, and they can get soft hands. They will be invincible in no time.

  Thinking about it, but was interrupted by the sound of falling water.