Xinhao felt that he was very ethereal, not only his consciousness, but also his body. Since he lost consciousness, Xinhao also lost his sense of direction, but what he wondered was why he could still walk. Although he was swaying, he was indeed walking. Looking around, there was a fog and there was not a tree. Obviously, he was no longer in the woods, but this place was not in his memory.

"Go back to Huayu, Tang Fei, Brother Liu." Xinhao kept calling the names of these three people, but the voice was like a mud cow entering the sea, and no one responded in the fog. Xinhao nodded in a daze and then walked forward.

I don’t know how long I walked towards, but the fog gradually dissipated. A city appeared in front of Xinhao’s eyes, a city made of bluestone. There was a plaque hanging on it with seven big words on it: 'The Ghost Gate Pass of the Pyramid Underworld.

Xinhao's face immediately changed his face. How could he come here? Was he dead? Also, Qingcheng's dagger stabbed into his chest, and he stabbed in. He was really dead, but he couldn't accept this matter no matter how he thought about it. It was so uncomfortable.

Xinhao stood at the door thinking about whether to go in, but that was not something that could make him think about. He felt his neck tightening and he couldn't help but move forward. Xinhao squinted his eyes and saw two figures in front of him: "It's rare that Heibai Wuchang came to catch me in person. I remember that there should be a shortage of people here, why did the two come in person?"

The man in white clothes looked back at Xinhao: "You just took a ride. We just came back from another place. By the way, why are you here? With your master here, you can't get off for a hundred years."

"Uncle Xie, can we not ruin me? Even if my master is powerful, he can only protect me for a while and cannot protect me for a lifetime. Also, Uncle Fan, can we remove this big iron chain? My neck is very uncomfortable. In this way, can I just go with you honestly?"

"Okay." When the man in black shook his hands, Xinhao instantly felt much more comfortable on his neck and his breathing became smoother.

The two people in front of Xinhao are the two Yin gods, Black and White Wuchang, and are among the top ten Yin generals. The person wearing white clothes is Bai Wuchang, commonly known as Xie Bi'an; the person wearing black clothes is naturally Black Wuchang, and commonly known as Fan Wujian, these two people are Uncle Xie and Uncle Fan mentioned by Xinhao.

Most people don’t have time to hide when they see these two people, but Xinhao smiled and chatted with them all. Thanks to Bai Yi, who once took Xinhao to hell when he was doing business, but it was not dead, but alive. Bai Yi asked Xinhao to know all these people. Xinhao is the youngest here, either called this uncle or that uncle. Xinhao also wondered why his master understood so clearly. Later, after the master finished his business, he took Xinhao back to the world. As for how he went back, he forgot everything now.

"Tell me, how did you get out of here?" Hei Wuchang said with a smile.

"Oh, don't mention it." Xinhao carefully talked about everything with these two people from beginning to end.

After hearing this, the two of them stopped and looked at Xinhao: "You are only over twenty years old. You are in your life, why did you die willingly?"

"There is no way. If you don't die now, you will die even worse after being arrested. But how can you go back now?" Xinhao sighed. Why did he regret that he died so resolutely?

"Don't leave when you come, stay honestly. I'll ask for love later and ask you to join us to help us. If you want to leave, it depends on your master's intention." Bai Wuchang joked, but there was a little regret in his eyes.

"Oh, okay, I'll both elders have trouble." Xin Hao bowed and bowed, and the two nodded, as a return gift. The few of them were not talking, and then walked forward.

After passing the Ghost Gate, I went to Huangquan Road, bypassed Wangxiangtai, passed the Three Life Stone, stepped onto the Naihe Bridge, and headed straight to the Hall of Yama. However, I knew that there had been people waiting for Xinhao's arrival there.

Xinhao walked into the Hall of Yama with his head down. He didn't want to see the decoration of the Hall of Yama. He had seen enough that year. He lowered his head and walked forward a few steps. Xinhao felt as if he had pretended to be a human being. When he looked up, a slightly fat face appeared in front of him, with a smile on his face.

After seeing this face, Xinhao couldn't help it anymore, and hugged the man and cried bitterly: "Senior Brother, I thought I would never see you again." A man in his twenties was crying like a child now.

"Haha, why are you crying? Haven't you seen me now?" The senior brother standing in front of Xinhao was the eldest brother. After knowing that Xinhao had an accident, the senior brother naturally had to find him. The method used was the method Bai Yi used to go to hell that time. Only Bai Yi and him knew about this method.

The eldest brother passed the previous levels and came directly to the door of the Yan Luo Palace. He knew that Xinhao was going to come here in the end. While chatting with King Yan Luo, he was waiting for Xinhao's arrival. After Hei and Bai Wuchang came in, Xinhao lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly. It was not until Hei and Bai Wuchang pointed at Xinhao that the eldest brother understood, so he stood up and stood on the road that Xinhao must pass.

"Senior Brother, I was wrong, I'm worried. I'm sorry." Xin Hao hugged the eldest brother and refused to let go, for fear that the eldest brother would disappear after letting go.

"Haha, young people, it is normal to make some mistakes. If you make such mistakes once, you must learn from them. What did I say in my lectures before? The premise of a person obtaining something is that you have to live, your life is important to give or obtain. If your life is gone, what should you do? I am now there. If the elder brother goes, we all go. If you die, you will die and you will never come back."

"Yes, living is a kind of enjoyment, not to mention you Middle-earth. You don't know how many people in the four continents are looking forward to being reborn in Middle-earth after death. But you Middle-earth people don't cherish their lives. They either commit suicide every day or waste their lives. They are really a bunch of pitiful people. Xinhao, let's go today. Next time I come, I hope you are not dead, but still alive." King Yama stood up from the desk, swayed his sleeves, walked down the steps, and looked at Xinhao and said earnestly.

"Well, I won't know how to do it in the future, this time will be enough." Xin Hao let go of the arm holding the eldest brother, wiped his tears, and said with a smile.

"Well, then we'll leave first, the King of Hell, there will be a date later." The senior brother bowed to the King of Hell and expressed his gratitude.

The King of Hell laughed: "Don't, it's almost the same for me to visit you. We are different from each other. You can come today to give me face."

"Haha, okay, then we'll leave first." After the senior brother finished speaking, he took Xinhao out of the Hall of Yama and walked away.

After walking for a while, Xinhao found out that he was not the way he came: "Senior Brother, have we taken the wrong path?"

"I didn't take the wrong path, just follow me." The eldest brother still had a smile on his face. Xinhao usually trusted the eldest brother the most. The eldest brother said no, so he had to follow him.

As they walked, the two came to the front of an arch bridge. The arch bridge was made of bluestone, and the stream was gurgling under the arch bridge. The elder brother took Xinhao to the bridge, stood on the bridge, leaning against the railings and watching the scenery of the underworld.

"Senior Brother, aren't we going back? Why are we standing on the bridge and looking at the scenery?" Xinhao was very puzzled, but he still leaned on the railing like the eldest brother and looked at the scenery around him.

After a while, the eldest brother pointed his hand into the stream under the bridge: "Xinhao, look, what's there?"

"Hmm?" Xinhao turned over and lay down on the railing and looked into the stream, "There is nothing."

"Yes." The eldest brother was standing behind him for some time, and pushed Xinhao hard with both hands. Xinhao couldn't stand firm for a while and fell down the stream.

"Ah——" Xin Hao sat up from the bed, gasping heavily, his eyes wide open were full of surprise.

Looking around, it was very simple, like a small house in a countryside. There was only a table in the house where Xinhao was located, an oil lamp that was inconsistent with the times, a washbasin, a towel on it, and water was steaming. In addition, there was a bed that felt very comfortable under his body, made of wood, without any carving patterns, just an ordinary bed, but the comfortable feeling was the same as the sycamore bed that Xinhao slept in that haunted courtyard.

Thinking of Wutong Bed, Xinhao remembered the one inside the black cloth. He didn't know where the monkey had gone. Maybe he had run away. Let's talk about it when it happened.

Xinhao thought for a while, and then felt that his body still hurt, so he slowly lay back on the bed. After a while, a feeling of sleepiness came and Xinhao fell asleep again.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already dark outside. Xinhao was lying on the bed and was thinking randomly. Not long after, a sound came from the door. Xinhao quickly closed his eyes again and sensed the outside world through his own feelings.

Xinhao felt that the man had entered the house, and went straight to his house, lifted the curtain, walked in, looked at Xinhao, walked to the basin, rinsed the towel, wrung it out, and took the towel and dipped it on Xinhao's body. After a few touches, the man's hand stopped. After a while, a familiar voice came: "Okay, boy, open your eyes when you come back to life, I won't kill you."

Xinhao opened his eyes suddenly and sat up. The man was really shocked: "Damn, I won't take you like this, I finally got you back. If you scare me out again, you will go find me." The man covered his chest with his hand and pretended to be very uncomfortable.

"Senior, why are you here? Did you save me yesterday?" Xin Hao recognized the person in front of him. He was a man in suit. He didn't even care about changing into Tang suits. He was really a little unrecognizable.

"Yesterday, what are you thinking? You have been lying down for a month. I took care of you for all your food, drink, defecation, and sleep. Now that you are awake, you have to pay some labor fees." The man in the suit changed instantly, reached his hand in front of Xinhao and made a gesture of counting money.

Xinhao's face suddenly pulled down: "Senior, I thought you were so noble, but I didn't expect you to be tempted by money."

"Nonsense, in this world, how can you live without money? How can you buy medicine for you? Hurry up, say it if you have money or not." The man in the suit was obviously impatient.

"It's rich, but I didn't take it. How about you tell me to give it to you when I go back?" Xin Hao looked at the man in the suit with a smile. The man in the suit gave him a blank look: "Okay, I owe the debt first. When you can leave, I'll go back with you to see how much money you have to give me."

"Hehe, I knew you were the best." Xinhao patted the man in the suit on the shoulder, "By the way, benefactor, I haven't asked your name yet. It's not good to call you a man in the suit every day."
Chapter completed!