Chapter 106 Anti-theft/Group Yellow Spring Road (Live) 3



"You've come just in time." A voice as clear as a spring and with a hint of coolness sounded.

Luo Zheyu flipped his wrist slightly, and the sickle with a silver-white flame on it flew in a circle in his hand, and the flame whistled in the wind.

I’m so used to playing with a dagger that I can’t help but spin it around while holding the sickle.

"Your underworld king, do you know that the passage to hell has opened up in the sky, swallowed up the plane, and these two hundred living people, and dumped them on this road to the underworld?"

“Eh…?” The Bull-Headed Monster was stunned and turned its huge head to look at the Horse-Faced Monster.

"Hmm." The Horse-Faced Guard snorted, and two long white smokes blew out of his nostrils. He said in a deep voice:

"Except for the one at the head, they are all living people, whose life span has not yet ended, and they have entered the underworld in their flesh bodies."

"You are mortals, yet you have rashly set foot on the road to the underworld. You should abandon your physical bodies, go to the Naihe Bridge, drink Mengpo soup, and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"What!?" someone exclaimed, opening his mouth in disbelief.

"You mean, no, I can't go back?"

"No, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to be reincarnated!"

"I haven't lived enough in this life. Why should I enter reincarnation before I die?"

[Did you update today: Wow~]

[Peppa Pig tattoo: Everyone acted so hard! ]

[Crazy Immortal Cultivator: Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced! Quite interesting.]

[Big Ye Ye is super handsome: 6666]

[I really don’t want to take a walk this year: it’s so real. 】

[Today's Meilijiang is also lying online: My little brother is the most handsome! ]

The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room was constantly being refreshed, but no one had the time to pay attention to it. GG just held up his phone out of habit, completely forgetting that he was still broadcasting live.

Some were afraid of being forcibly captured and reborn as the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons had said, so they quietly took a few steps back and were about to escape, but then they paused and hesitated again.

Can I run away? In this place, I don’t even know how to get out, where can I run to?

"Past life and present life are nothing but the end connected to the starting point. You have experienced countless reincarnations in the past. Why should you cling to this life?" Horse-Faced Guard said loudly, his tone still flat.

"Get lost! I haven't lived enough in this life!" The irritable young man with a crew cut immediately disagreed.

"Don't try to convince us. I won't be reincarnated."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so fierce. What if you make someone angry..."

"Will they let us go if we don't anger them?"

“That makes sense…”

"You said you want to see the King of Hell, so let's go see him together and let him decide. And the fact that these two hundred people came here, doesn't it really have anything to do with your underworld?"

Luo Zheyu suddenly interrupted them. The silver-white flame on the sickle blade suddenly rose high, and with a "boom" sound, the entire size became extremely huge. The flames arrogantly surrounded him, dancing and jumping wildly, and some tongues of fire rushed to the front of the Ox-Head and Horse-Face, trying to get close to lick them.

“It’s not good to let innocent people bear the consequences of such mistakes.”

The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons naturally did not know the details of the matter and only followed the orders of the King of Hell. At this moment, looking at the flames dancing wildly in front of them but with a strong aura, they could no longer say that they would take everyone to reincarnate directly.

They were no match for the "spirit" before them.

Anyway, the King of Hell sent them here to investigate. If a weak person destroys the Forgotten River, he will be taken directly to hell to be punished. If he is powerful, he will be taken to the King of Hell's Palace to be dealt with by the King of Hell.

Now, whether we hire one person or more than 200 people, it is also a hire. It does not conflict with the work content.

The Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Warriors stood straight, holding hook sticks and steel forks. They looked at each other sideways and nodded to each other.

"Um!"

"Um!"

We confirmed through eye contact that we are people who share the same ideas.

"Please follow us." said Niutou.

Everyone behind Luo Zheyu breathed a sigh of relief. It felt different to have someone to back you up.

The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons took their weapons, turned around and walked back in the direction they came from.

It was extremely fast and appeared ten meters away in the blink of an eye.

More than 200 people behind him: ???

Comments from the audience in the live broadcast room: !!!

【Good night: 6666】

[Let's have some "science" today: Do I believe it or not? 】

【Weika: Numb face.】

[Master Zhang, the Taoist priest of Qingfeng Temple: I have never been to the Yellow Springs Hell... I have taken this opportunity to gain some new insights.]

[The Taoist Youth Does Not Cultivate Immortality: This live broadcast room is really strange and wonderful! ]

[Do Not Disturb During Cultivation: Master, You Are Here! ]

With this speed, even if they turned into long-distance running supermen, they still couldn't catch up. This hell is really too difficult for weak humans.

In another moment, the figures of the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Monster appeared a hundred meters away.

As if they realized that there was no one behind them, the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced turned around in confusion.

The "spirit" and more than two hundred people were still standing there, not moving at all, with expressionless faces. More than two hundred pairs of eyes were staring at the two of them blankly.

Bullhead:?

Horse-Faced Mask:?

"They are just ordinary people and can't keep up with your speed." Luo Zheyu said.

"I haven't been to the human world for a long time, and I have forgotten how weak ordinary mortals are." The Horse-Faced Man said, revealing his large, square, neat, white teeth.

The bull shook its head and two streams of white smoke came out of its nose.

"To get to the Hades Palace, you need to cross the Naihe Bridge. This place is not very close to the Naihe Bridge. I will help you along the way."

He raised the steel fork in his hand and slammed it hard on the ground several times.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The ground shook slightly.

"Ghosts from all directions, gather here quickly—"

But in just a moment, many shadowy and somewhat transparent figures appeared around them, surrounding the crowd and standing not far away.

Most of these figures are wandering ghosts on the road to the underworld. They died in vain before their life span was over and could not enter the cycle of reincarnation. They have to stay in the underworld until their life span is over before they can cross the Naihe Bridge, drink Mengpo soup, and be reborn again.

The two hundred people behind Luo Zheyu clearly had not yet reached the end of their lives, but the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons were in a hurry to take them to reincarnation...

I don't know what they are trying to cover up in such a hurry.

————

In the fiery red sea of flowers, bursts of exclamations and shouts rang out, echoing in the empty sky.

"Oh my god..."

"I can brag about this for the rest of my life!" A man screamed, his voice filled with fear and excitement. He thought for a moment, then murmured, "Well... Of course, if I can get out of here alive."

"I touched a ghost! No, I was touched by a ghost..."

This is the mumbling of doubting life.

"I'm being carried by a ghost on the road!"

"…I'm definitely not dreaming. Even in my dreams, things are not this exaggerated." The young man rubbed his face, expressionless. He was shocked to the point of numbness.

"I'm so scared, help! Sob, sob, sob..." GG curled up into a ball, tears in his eyes. His usual bravery had been used up and he looked miserable.

Zimo was behind her, his face calm.

The phone was placed upside down on GG's chest, and as she shook, the rear camera faithfully recorded everything that happened.

Not to mention how shocking the comments were, GG had no time to watch them. Being able to do a live broadcast at this place and at this time was already her biggest feedback to the audience.

"Come on, say: So fat!" The man with a crew cut in front of her suddenly turned sideways with his cell phone in hand and pointed the camera at her.

"So fat!" GG shouted "so fat" reflexively, and when he said the word "fat", his teeth were slightly exposed, showing a smile.

“Crack.”

The picture freezes. In the photo, the sky is a mixture of black and dark red, with blue and purple clouds dotted with light spots. In the endless fiery red flowers, a young and beautiful woman is making a scissors gesture and smiling at the camera. Under her, a tall and blurry figure is holding her and running forward with an expressionless face.

"Quick, quick, take a picture for me too!" the man with a crew cut took back his phone and shouted.

By the way, I managed to pose with great difficulty.

"Click." GG picked up the phone, hid all the barrage functions in the live broadcast room, used the screenshot function, and saved the image of the man with a crew cut in the photo album.

The deep blue light filled the field of vision. Among the fiery red flowers of the other shore, hundreds of lonely ghosts were working as "palanquin bearers", carrying or hugging a person in their hands, running wildly among the blooming red spider lilies, trying to catch up with the ox-headed and horse-faced demons and the masked man in black in front of them.

They work in groups of two, holding their own wrists with one hand and the other's wrists with the other hand, forming a purely artificial "palanquin" and then lifting the man up after he sits in it.

The lighter women, children, and the elderly were held in the arms of a single wandering ghost like a princess and were then carried away at full speed.

This is how Niutou helps people travel. Since they can’t run fast, he finds a group of lonely ghosts to run for them.

Without considering the psychological endurance of ordinary people at all.

But now it seems that everyone accepts it well.

"Wow, help me! ---" The cold wind blew up her long hair and slapped her face randomly. The lonely ghost holding her ran the fastest and was almost catching up with the three people in front. The extremely fast speed brought up a whistling cold wind, which blew the girl in his arms so hard that she couldn't open her eyes.

————

The ancient and huge wooden bridge stood above the turbulent blood-yellow river, and the water made a rumbling sound as it kept rushing past.

The wooden bridge connected the two ends of the Forgotten River. It was old but not rotten, and was dark brown in color. As if it had been stained by the water droplets splashing from the Forgotten River over the years, it had a smooth water color of its own.

Many souls stood on the Naihe Bridge, waiting quietly in line. Some of them looked no different from living people, some were skinny with sunken faces, some were covered in blood, broken limbs, and some were even burnt to charcoal.

On both sides of the team, there were many little ghosts walking around with long sticks covered with spikes in their hands to maintain order. They were short and thin, with ferocious faces, and looked like real evil ghosts.

"So many... scary..."

More than two hundred living people gathered together, looking at the densely packed souls on the Forgotten River, whispering to each other, talking in a flustered manner, their faces somewhat panicked.

Naturally, many souls sensed them and turned their heads, looking at these people in eerie and silence.

Everyone was frightened by their stare, their hair stood on end and their bodies felt cold.

"What are you looking at? What are you looking at? Line up properly, drink your bowl of Meng Po soup, and get on the road early."

The little ghost stopped beside the soul that turned its head and shouted ferociously, ready to move with the long stick covered with spikes in his hand.

"You, turn your head away, but you haven't suffered enough in hell, and you want to enjoy it again before drinking the soup?"

These words immediately frightened many souls who were looking at the crowd gloomily. They trembled and quickly turned their heads away, standing obediently, not daring to look again.

"My Lords, what brings you here? If you need anything, just let me know!"

Seeing that they had behaved themselves, the little devil came towards them and bowed respectfully to the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Monsters.

The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons remained motionless and accepted the greeting calmly.

————

"Flight K*** cannot be contacted!"

"Captain Lu called me just now, but the signal was so bad that I couldn't hear a word he said."

"What to do now? All those passengers are missing!"

"I just recorded the call, this..."

"Manager! Manager, look at this!" Suddenly someone pushed the door open without even knocking and handed the mobile phone screen to the two people who were talking.

It was an emergency, and seeing how flustered and hurried he was, no one cared about this little thing and everyone focused their attention on the screen of his phone.

"Live broadcast room? What does that mean..."

"I checked the profiles of the people who showed up in this live broadcast room. They were all passengers on flight K***! I also saw Captain Lu and a few others!"

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