In Mingzhuo's dictionary, he has no idea how to write the word "low-key".
The things in the room, of course, realized something was wrong.
The ghost that had just gone in ran out, looked at the collapsed gate, and said gloatingly, "You're finished, you're all doomed."
The thought of the monster that imprisoned them at the bottom of the river and tormented them day after day filled him with dread.
Mingzhuo stepped inside: "Really? You invited me to come and play, but the host doesn't come out to greet me. That's too much of a formality."
She threw a talisman at it, and the ghost screamed and disappeared.
Xie Xiao was immediately excited; this was truly a master!
Hope rose in her heart, and she hurriedly followed.
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After Mingzhuo entered through that door, the light became even dimmer.
The landscape was desolate and silent, like walking through a real underworld, filled with eerie atmosphere and ghostly winds.
Xie Xiao was scared and clung tightly to Ming Zhuo's back.
The stench of decay grew stronger and stronger. In the darkness, she kicked something, which rolled away with a gurgle. Looking down, she realized it was a skull.
Xie Xiao covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.
The two unknowingly walked into a large hall.
On both sides were demons dressed in armor, each one solemn and dignified, while in the center of the hall sat a person in a royal robe.
"Who dares to run wild in my underworld? Ghost messengers, seize them at once!" The gavel slammed, shaking the very soul.
Xie Xiao glanced around and, besides the people in imperial robes, she also saw someone holding a judge's pen.
"Is this the underworld, the Hall of Yama?" She was so terrified that she wanted to kneel down.
Mingzhuo sneered: "What kind of bastard dares to sneak around here pretending to be a ghost?"
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