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Huangquan Road.

Flower of the other shore.

Three life stones.

Wangxiangtai.

Strange scenery flashed by outside the window.

I thought of all the different people I had seen on this car.

The bus stopped slowly at the end of a bridge.

The car door opened, and a stooped old woman came up carrying a load.

The wind and candle are dying.

A pair of small feet were trembling, as if they could be crushed by the heavy burden at any time.

"Mother-in-law."

The conductor quickly ran over and took the load from the old woman's shoulders.

The man in white robe and the man in black robe also stood up and bowed respectfully to the old woman.

"Get to work."

"Mother-in-law, sit down and let me do it."

The conductor arranged for the old woman to sit down, and carried the bamboo basket from the back to the front of the carriage, asking the passengers to drink the water in the bowl one by one.

Passengers who drank became dizzy and lost their memory.

"you."

The water bowl was rudely held out in front of me, and the conductor stared.

"Thank you, I'm not thirsty." I politely declined with a smile.

"Ha! This is your first time getting on the bus? Don't you know the rules on the bus?" The conductor sneered, "Every passenger who gets on the bus must drink this bowl of water!"

"There are exceptions to everything. Didn't I drink last time?"

"There was someone to protect you last time, is there anyone this time?" The conductor put the water bowl into my hand, "Don't be verbose! The seventh and eighth masters are both on the bus!"

I easily put the bowl back into the bamboo basket.

"you"

The conductor was about to have a fit, but turned around and saw a jade plaque in my hand.

There is a word "Yan" on it.

"The King of Hell's Order!"

The conductor looked shocked and hurriedly knelt down towards me.

"The little one has blind eyes and cannot see Mount Tai. He didn't realize that he was the messenger. Please forgive me!"

Lower your head and admit your mistake.

"what's the situation?"

The man in white robe noticed something unusual here and came over to ask.

"He, he is..." the conductor trembled.

The man in white robe looked at me suspiciously, and when he saw the King of Hell's order, he was also shocked and immediately knelt down on one leg.

"Xie Bian pays homage to your lord!"

"I don't know, my lord arrived suddenly, but there is something big going on."

"Low-key, don't make any noise." I put away the order from the King of Hell and said with a profound look on my face, "Just treat me as an ordinary passenger. You continue to do your business."

Grandpa said that our Yan family is the envoy of the Lord of Hell in the world of hell, and we have special privileges.

It seems that this Yama's order is like the great sword of the imperial envoy.

Seeing orders is like seeing you.

The imperial envoys and ministers are doing things, and idle people have no right to interfere.

"yes!"

The man in white robe and the conductor stood up and stepped aside respectfully.

The conductor wiped the sweat with fear on his face, asked the remaining passengers to drink water, and stood obediently at the front of the carriage.

The old woman picked up the bamboo basket and got off the car through the back door.

As she passed by me, she suddenly paused slightly.

Then, he left with a normal expression.

The bus restarted and creaked towards the last stop.

In my hand, there was a cold piece of porcelain.

After looking at it twice, I put the pieces away quietly.

The bus drove slowly across the bridge.

The gray water under the bridge is rippling, and many black shadows are floating in it.

Painfully, I watched the bus gradually leave.

The river disappeared from sight, and the bus drove into a city.

The whole world is gray.

There are gray and white shadows everywhere, wandering around.

"The terminal has arrived!"

"Get off the car and go where you should go!"

The car door opens.

The man in white robe held a lantern, and the man in black robe got out of the car first.

The dizzy passengers instinctively chased the green light of the lantern and slowly disappeared.

The carriage gradually emptied.

I straightened my clothes and stood up.

"Sir, please walk slowly!"

The conductor respectfully sent me to the car with a flattering smile on his face.

I looked at her lightly and got out of the car.

The conductor nodded and bowed, and disappeared together with the bus.

I looked around.

This is a foggy city.

Although there were many shadows moving around, it was completely silent.

"Where is the Shura Field?"

I squinted my eyes for a long time and couldn't see any buildings. Everything was obscured by the gray fog.

"Hey, man, do you know where the Shura Field is?"

I was too lazy to waste time looking for it bit by bit, so I grabbed a figure nearby and asked.

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This man had a dull look on his face, as if he couldn't speak, and could only shake his head in a dull manner.

I changed it.

still the same.

Grab another one.

"Do you know where the Shura Field is?"

This one ran away in a hurry as soon as he heard something terrible.

"Am I scary, or is Shura Field scary?"

I touched my chin.

"Little brother, it's not okay for you to ask like that."

A hoarse voice suddenly came from the heavy fog nearby.

"Oh? How can that be done?"

I raised my eyebrows and walked over.

I saw an old beggar sitting in the corner, with rags all over his body and disheveled hair.

"All the idiots here drank the old woman's soup. What do you think they can remember?" the old beggar snorted.

"What about you?" I looked at him.

Unlike other figures, his eyes were not blank.

There is pain, suffering, sadness, and even hatred.

Human emotions and desires.

"The only good thing about that old woman is that she won't force others to drink her soup."

"So, do you know where the Shura Field is?" I smiled, "What are the conditions? Just tell me."

"Of course this is it."

The old man raised his dirty hands and rubbed his two blackened fingers together.

"money?"

"Also valuable things."

I have quite a few things, but I don’t know which ones are more valuable in the underworld.

After thinking about it, I took out a bunch of things from my pocket and showed the old beggar one by one.

"no."

"This won't work either."

The old beggar shook his head frequently.

When he saw the Wraith Doll, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"This girl doll"

"no!"

Curses suddenly came from the wraith doll.

"Shameless old man! Don't bother my grandma!"

"Even a dirty pig like you is worthy of it"

"If you don't move your pig eyes away, my grandmother will dig out your eyeballs!"

Vicious, vicious and vicious.

"It's too cruel, don't do it!" The old beggar curled his lips and shook his head.

I took back the resentful doll that was scolding me.

"what about this?"

"No. Still not possible."

"Huh?"

Just when I was about to lose my patience and wanted to show him the Order of Hell, he suddenly took a fancy to a morning glory.

Nightmare flower.

Put it under the pillow of a sleeping person and it will cause nightmares.

"This is good!"

The old beggar held the nightmare flower and couldn't put it down.

"With it, I can go back and see them from time to time."

"Then I'll give it to you." I put away the rest of the things, "So, where is the Shura Field?"

"Close your eyes and keep walking until you can't walk any further."

"It's that simple?"

"Of course not. You have to pass the eighteen levels first. The Shura Field is at the bottom."

"What are the eighteen levels?"

The old beggar chuckled strangely: "You'll know when you get there."