How could Xiang Sheng not recognize him?
The three traditional Chinese characters "Ghost Gate" engraved on the plaque are clear and bright.
Even if she spent a thousand years here, she would never forget the cultural heritage that was engraved in her bones.
At this moment, she even felt the excitement of "meeting an old friend in a foreign land".
But this kind of excitement was not suitable to be shown in front of Aoki, nor was it appropriate at the right time. She still had important things to do.
After a few breaths, Xiang Sheng calmed down and put down the lantern:
"Even the noble-born Brother Qingmu couldn't see it after just a few more glances. How could a mere casual cultivator like me see it?"
After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for the jade pendant to react and stepped straight into the gates of hell.
Once you enter the customs, the fog in front of you dissipates instantly.
What comes into view is a fork in the road, with a huge square bronze mirror hanging above the intersection.
Beneath the bronze mirror, there was a white-haired old ghost in official uniform sleeping.
Xiang Sheng came in without making any sound, but he was awakened. He rubbed his eyes, sat up, and couldn't help muttering.
"This is strange. Could it be that I was confused in my sleep? How could I see two living souls running into the gates of hell?"
After muttering these words, he suddenly came to his senses and realized something. He widened his eyes and stared at Xiang Sheng again and again.
That's not right!
He's been stuck in this hellhole for years, how could he still see the living souls of his hometown?!
Could it be a trick?
The old ghost felt strange, and regardless of whether the person who came in was a living soul, he walked quickly to Xiang Sheng with full vigilance and shouted harshly:
"Humans and ghosts have different paths. How can a living soul enter the ghost world? Leave quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Si Wuli didn't understand a word he said, but Xiang Sheng smiled and said in a voice transmission:
"Old man, it is indeed inappropriate for me to come here rashly. However, I have a group of relatives whose souls have gone to nowhere after death. I have searched everywhere but to no avail. I am truly helpless and can only come here to ask for your help. I hope that you will be kind enough to tell me."
The old ghost suddenly heard the voice transmission, took a look at the jade pendant on Xiang Sheng's waist, quickly figured out the crux of the matter, chuckled, and followed the voice transmission.
"Little girl, don't lie to the old man. You are not born here, and you have no descendants. How can you have any relatives?
Furthermore, our underworld never accepts souls from other worlds. The Yama Palace has been vacant for who knows how many years, and you are the first living soul to come here."
It's not surprising that Xiang Sheng's origin was discovered. The underworld specializes in dealing with ghosts, so it would be abnormal if they couldn't tell where she came from.
But she didn't believe what the old ghost said.
If no new souls had come, where had the Ancient Clan's Firefly Saint been taken by the Sea of Eternal Life Flowers? And where had the old Lord of Flower City gone?
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng asked again, "Old man, have you heard of the Sea of Eternal Flowers?"
The old ghost's expression changed slightly.
Were those otherworldly spirits captured by that thing again? It wasn't impossible. The Ghost Emperor had been weak over the years and had become less and less involved in matters.
He was just a small Yin official in the Liu'an Gongcao, with weak ghost power, and could not do anything to that thing.
This old soul has been in this world for thousands of years and seems to have learned some impressive skills. Why not let her try...
Thinking of this, the white-haired old ghost made way and his voice became more friendly: "You can come in with me to take a look, but this dragon on you is not allowed."
The Ghost Emperor had already issued an order that souls from other worlds were not allowed to enter the underworld, and he dared not break the rules.
"He is my demon pet, and we are one body, so why can't he come in?"
"Well... okay." Being able to tame a dragon from another world is also the ability of this little girl, so it is not considered breaking the rules.
Si Wu Li had no idea what was going on. He only saw the old ghost pointing at him, and then his eyes suddenly changed from disgust to admiration.
This admiration is definitely not directed at him.
Lao Gui admires Boss Shi, and is it related to him?
Boss Shi can communicate with Lao Gui, but he avoids him.
Boss Shi indeed recognized the words on the archway. She was a descendant of that ancient race.
In this way, the danger of the trip to Yinxu would be greatly reduced.
However, Boss Shi has a grudge against the Ancient Clan. Could it be that the ancient race was destroyed by the Ancient Clan? Even the word "Ancient" was taken away from them.
It seems like something that group of people would do.
Si Wu Li thought of a lot in an instant, but the white-haired old ghost had already brought Xiang Sheng to the square mirror.
Xiang Sheng looked through the mirror and saw his short and miserable life in his previous life.
Nothing to see.
She quickly moved away and walked inside.
The white-haired old ghost following behind felt relieved when he saw what the karma mirror showed.
His ghost power is weak and he cannot distinguish the truth from the false, but the karma mirror will never deceive ghosts.
Only the souls of the old place can be reflected by the karma mirror in their past and present lives. The girl has it, but the dragon doesn't, that's for sure.
A moment later, Xiang Sheng followed the old ghost to the Hall of Yama.
The space inside the hall is not big, and the tables are covered with dust everywhere, exuding a lonely atmosphere.
The old ghost didn't lie. At least no one had been here for a long time.
"Girl, it's not that the old ghost won't help you, but the thing you're looking for is behind the Yama Palace."
The old ghost jumped to the side of the table and pointed timidly at the two dusty magic weapons on the table:
“However, the door to the rear hall has been sealed by the Ghost Emperor. If you want to break it open, you must use the Judge’s Pen.
The Judge's Pen can only be used by those who hold important positions in the Yinlu Division. As an old ghost, I belong to the Chacha Division and I definitely cannot use it.
You have been in this world for many years, so perhaps there are other methods you can try."
"Judge's pen?"
Xiang Sheng followed the old ghost's instructions and saw the dusty brush on the table. A rare hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and he reached out to grab it.
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