At first, Xinhao and the others thought there were only a few of them in the corridor, but what they never expected was that there was a person hidden on both sides of the corridor. This person has been hiding from the beginning until now. If it weren't for the slight sound he made, Xinhao and the others might not know his existence.

Wu Wanchuan made a gesture of silence to Xinhao. Xinhao nodded, reached his hand to his back, quietly pulled out a dagger, applied the ability of the Sky Eye to the extreme, staring at Wu Wanchuan seriously. Whenever there was a storm, the dagger would break out of the air.

Wu Wanchuan walked against the wall for a while, stopped, listened carefully on the wall, and tapped the wall with his hand, turned around and shook his head at Xinhao. Xinhao blinked, looked at the dagger in his hand, smiled, and threw the dagger out. With a "swoosh", the dagger just penetrated into the wall next to Wu Wanchuan's head. Wu Wanchuan was startled and glared at Xinhao as he woke up.

Xinhao smiled at him and signaled him to dig the wall with a dagger. Wu Wanchuan knew it and gave him a thumbs up, held the dagger, and began to poach the wall bit by bit. Xinhao took out another dagger and was ready to throw it.

Not long after digging, Wu Wanchuan dug out a hole that could accommodate a person in, and looked inside. It seemed like a room inside. The room was darker, even darker than the corridor. Wu Wanchuan couldn't see what was inside, so he had to ask Xinhao for a lighter. Xinhao touched his body, took out a lighter and a candle, and handed it to Wu Wanchuan.

Wu Wanchuan took the candle and lighter and looked at it. He thought to himself why this kid carried everything with him. He looked at Xinhao with confusion, lit the candle, and turned around and crawled into the hole.

With the faint light of the candle, you can roughly see the appearance of the room. There was a table and two chairs in the room. There was a candlestick on the table, and there was a half candle on the candlestick. Wu Wanchuan was happy and walked over to light the candle. The room became much brighter.

Wu Wanchuan looked at the stone walls of the house. They were covered with murals, including some murals that were poisonous to eat people. After reading these murals, Wu Wanchuan couldn't help but sweat on his back, thinking that this person who painted really had a heavy taste.

After calming down, Wu Wanchuan looked down at the ground and found a pair of footprints not far from the hole he dug. The footprints were obviously not his own, and they were one size smaller than his own feet. Wu Wanchuan bent over and shone the footprints with a candle. He wanted to know where this person went, but who knew that the nearby area was clean. After searching for a long time, he only saw the pair of footprints. The rest of the chaotic footprints were stepped on by Wu Wanchuan himself.

Wu Wanchuan grabbed his hair so angry that he was so angry that he felt that the light had weakened a little bit. When he looked back, he found that the half candle had been destroyed by itself. Wu Wanchuan wondered: "When will the candle be destroyed by itself." As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, and the candle in his hand was also destroyed, and the darkness returned to the room. Wu Wanchuan swallowed: "It's really interesting."

"Senior Brother Wu, come out, I feel something is wrong." Xinhao said outside.

"Wait a minute, don't hurry to go out." Although the candle was extinguished, it would not hinder Wu Wanchuan. He was also a person with the sky eyes. Although he was not as good as Xin Hao, it was still useful in this darkness. Wu Wanchuan lay on the ground and looked at the ground carefully.

Unexpectedly, it always appears in the next second. The candle on the candlestick and the candle in Wu Wanchuan's hand suddenly caught at the same time. But this time it was not an ordinary red fire, but turned into a green fire. Moreover, the flame was getting higher and higher, and finally it reached a foot high. A human face appeared in the flame in Wu Wanchuan's hand, with a disheveled hair, a pale face, and a long tongue.

Wu Wanchuan stared at the face for a while, and threw the candle out "it's boring". The candle fell to the ground, and the flames went out without a moment. A scream came from the face and disappeared.

"Cut" Wu Wanchuan turned his head and looked at the candlestick on the table. The fire on it became smaller and smaller, and finally returned to its original appearance and the color became normal.

"It's true, you have to distinguish people from scaring people. For example, if you scare the boy outside, you will be sure of it, but it's useless to ask me. Today you run fast, if you don't run away, I'll take you away." Wu Wanchuan was a little disappointed when he said this, and put the thing he just took back in his pocket.

Wu Wanchuan looked at the room again, and there was nothing left for him. He nodded, left the cave entrance, and returned to the corridor.

Xinhao had already stood up at this time, but he was always holding the wall. "Oh, my junior brother is not bad. I have the strength to leave so soon. I don't need to hold my senior brother?" Wu Wanchuan said with a smile, helping Xinhao turn the dagger back on his waist.

"Let's go slowly, it's okay, it'll be much better in a while, I guess I won't have to hold the wall."

"It's nothing. I have to rely on me at the critical moment. Didn't I just say that now we two brothers are left to depend on each other for the sake of our lives. What should I do if I leave you behind?" Wu Wanchuan picked up Xinhao and walked towards the darkness in front of him. Xinhao didn't struggle. He followed Wu Wanchuan's wishes, stayed honestly, and silently recovered his body.

Not long after they left, a man walked out of the hole dug by Wu Wanchuan just now, squinted his eyes at the darkness ahead: "Haha, since you have the courage to come in, you should never go out." The man turned around and walked towards the entrance of the corridor, and soon left the corridor and entered the light.

The corridor was not long, and Wu Wanchuan hugged Xinhao and did not dare to walk too slowly, for fear that he would encounter something again and would not be able to run in the end, so the two of them left the corridor without long time, and welcomed a long-lost light. However, when they came out of the corridor, they looked up and saw the two of them, and they were depressed. Wu Wanchuan put Xinhao on the ground, sat on the ground, raised his head to look at the building in front, and suddenly felt countless feelings in his heart.

"You said, if people die, will they go to such places?" Wu Wanchuan asked Xinhao because he knew that Xinhao had died once.

"Yes, but I didn't expect that we would be here when we were still alive. Is it a hint?" Xinhao looked up at the big words written on the building, and felt emotion.

"I remember when Mr. Shen said that there was a couplet at the entrance of the cave."

"What couplet?"

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, so we can only fight to come sooner or later."

"I think I should get him another horizontal draft."

"What kind of horizontal draft is made?"

"You are here too."

"Ha ha ha ha......."

"I'm not kidding anymore, junior brother, why? Should I go in or not?"

"Get in, you can't get a tiger's son if you don't enter the tiger's den. Besides, this is not a tiger's den, dragon pool, it's just a gate."

"The Ghost Gate of the Netherworld is not a joke. Although it was created by our predecessors, it already has some of the aura of the underworld. If it continues for a long time, it will be the second underworld."

"Impossible, I will let it disappear." Xinhao stood up and walked forward slowly.

"My junior brother, you recovered quickly enough." Wu Wanchuan's eyes were full of surprise. It was the first time he had seen someone with such fast recovery ability.

"It's not necessarily a good thing. Come and follow me quickly. I can't open this door alone."

"Oh, here we come." Wu Wanchuan stood up, patted the soil on his butt, and walked towards the gate of the Ghost Gate.

That's right, in front of Xinhao and the others, the Ghost Pass was exactly the same as the Ghost Pass that Xinhao saw after his death. Xinhao even doubted whether the person who designed this design had had experience of wandering in the underworld in the past, but except for Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, it seems that there is no one else. Even if there is one, no one can see it carefully than him.

Xinhao walked to the front door and pushed the door with his hand. The door did not move at all, so he had to wait for Wu Wanchuan to come and the two of them worked together to open the door.

"Good guy, this door is comparable to that of the city gate in the middle of Tiananmen Square. Such a big disciple cannot open it. Even if it is opened, there should be a mechanism and a device waiting for us. I will look for something nearby, which can move or the wall is hollow, and I cannot let go of any one." Wu Wanchuan looked up at the three big words "Gate of Ghost Pass" and looked a little uneasy.

"Oh" Xinhao began to knock on both sides of the city gate, while Wu Wanchuan focused his eyes on the twelve bronze men who came from the corridor to the gate of the Ghost Gate. The twelve bronze men all looked like normal people, with the same height and clean body, and there was no copper green, just like the one I just moved down yesterday. The twelve bronze men were neatly placed on both sides of the road. The distance between the two bronze men was the same, and there was no big difference.

"Strange, why are you putting this in front of the Gate of Hell? And this one looks a bit like that thing." Wu Wanchuan reached out to touch the head of one of the bronze men closest to him. It was very cold. At the same time, he also felt a vicissitudes of life, which was a breath that only things with a long history would emit.

"Hey, what is this?" Wu Wanchuan looked back and saw Xinhao pressing a small bulge beside the city gate. With a "boom", it scared Xinhao. He turned his head and saw that the gate of the Ghost Gate was slowly opening. There was no wind or any bats or something like that. It seemed that someone had been here before, and also opened the door and released some things. Thinking of this, Wu Wanchuan looked up at the top covered by darkness, and could vaguely see small black shadows passing by the top. It was a bat.

"Senior brother, let's go."

"Yeah, here we come." Wu Wanchuan took his hand back and walked into the gate of hell. When he arrived in front of the gate of the pass, he looked back at the twelve bronze men standing quietly, sighed and entered the gate of hell.

There is also light inside the Ghost Gate Pass. After passing the Ghost Gate Pass, a long road leads to the front. There are many eternal lights on both sides of the road. There are not only eternal lights on the road, but also a stone. This stone is about half a person tall. It looks like the material is bluestone. The side of the bluestone facing Xinhao and the others is polished very smoothly, with a few words on it: This road leads to the yellow spring.

"Uh..." Xinhao looked at both sides of the road, looking for any other way, but it was pitch black next to it. Xinhao carefully moved to the side of the road, moved his feet forward a little, and did not feel any road. Xinhao picked up a stone from somewhere and threw it towards the darkness on the side of the road. Then he saw the stone falling freely. Only then did he realize that this was a road in the air, a road leading to the yellow spring.

Standing on the stone road, Xinhao closed his eyes and kept muttering in his mouth: "Don't look down, don't look down, don't look down..."
Chapter completed!