Chapter 252 Nine Dead

The right way.

The stone bridge, even the edge of the human head sculpture, is right in front of the shop assistants.

Ji Li's hair fluttered in the wind. Looking at the ghost messenger approaching slowly, he felt an irresistible strong sense of oppression in his heart.

Incredibly powerful aura, but this does not seem to be a crushing of strength, but a kind of suppression of level.

Living people in front of the two ghost messengers are like ants looking up at a strong elephant. Strength can no longer describe this gap. It is a crushing of species.

Ji Li's eyes narrowed slightly. This momentum shattered everyone's previous thoughts.

Just these two ghost messengers are definitely not illusions of ghosts, but real ghost messengers from the underworld!

"How is it possible..."

Tang Duan's face turned black. He was unwilling to believe in the existence of the underworld, but the scene in front of him forced him to believe it.

Not only him, Tian Xiaoyu was frightened by the extremely dark stone bridge and the terrifying ghost messenger, and even forgot to scream.

Dong Yuan held Chang Nian's shoulder with one hand. She thought she was stronger than the average newcomer, and she did ask herself to do so, but at this moment, her legs still couldn't help but feel weak.

In the traditional culture of thousands of years, the underworld represents mystery and terror.

They judge the world with the power of God and the incarnation of ghosts, fighting evil with evil and fear with fear.

This is the most feared place in the depths of the Chinese soul.

But in front of them, a road to the underworld has been opened for the shop assistants.

Carrying a coffin into Fengshan is actually carrying a coffin into the underworld!

The two ghost messengers are getting closer and closer, and even Ji Li, who is at the front, can see the blurred face under the umbrella ghost messenger's hat.

Bursts of water vapor blow out from both sides of its nose, turning into mist and rain.

Of the seven shop assistants present, only three can remain calm enough to deal with what is about to happen next.

The first to bear the brunt were Ji Li and Yu Guo at the front. They had fought side by side several times and had strong psychological qualities.

The third person was Hong Fu, who had never done anything along the way.

He stood at the end of the team, and no one noticed him. His slightly short figure involuntarily took a half step back, although his eyes were also filled with fear.

But there was still some alertness and vigilance in his mouth, and he kept repeating a sentence in his mouth:

"Blessed by the heavenly officials, there are no taboos! Blessed by the heavenly officials, there are no taboos!"

Ji Li did not dare to speak. He was guessing the purpose of the two ghost messengers coming here. If it was really as he thought, then I am afraid that this mission was too unusual!

Just as he was thinking secretly, the two ghost messengers had stopped right in front of him, at the starting position of the stone bridge, and stood still.

"The living should stay away, and the dead should come forward!"

A male voice with a slight echo and a thick voice with a vague meaning came from the mouth of the ghost messenger who turned the prayer wheel.

After Ji Li closed his ears, he felt a strange force enveloping his whole body, as if a pair of hands were constantly caressing his body.

It was as if he was checking and searching.

Everyone could understand the meaning of these eight words, but who dared to move, and who dared to step forward?

The seven shop assistants stood there, as if they were acupunctured, and dared not move at all.

Ji Li glanced at Yu Guo beside him, and he found that Yu Guo's head was buried very low, and his waist was bent even lower.

Carrying the coffin for a long time, especially the black coffin weighing 200 kilograms, had already made him breathless.

Now that the ghost messenger was approaching, Yu Guo looked calm, but the injuries on his body were out of control, and his condition became worse under high pressure.

Ji Li was not sure whether Yu Guo would do something bad. After a little thought, he made an unexpected move.

He crossed the nostrils of the human head statue, was the first to walk onto the stone bridge, and went straight to the ghost messenger!

Ji Li could clearly feel that when his feet reached the stone bridge, the weight of the coffin behind him suddenly lightened.

The fog around him began to sweep in, as if to wrap him up, but when he stepped on the stone bridge completely, the fog dispersed a lot.

Whether it entered his body or really dispersed in the wind, it was unknown.

No one had ever been to the underworld, and no one knew what was inside. Ji Li was the first person to take the initiative to try.

This came from his judgment. First, the surrounding water vapor reminded him of the damp air in Fengcheng. Secondly, with the ability of the ghost messenger, if he really wanted to kill him, it would be effortless.

Most importantly, he seemed to understand the meaning of carrying a coffin.

Because, with a coffin, they, the living, became the dead!

"Huh!"

The moment Ji Li arrived at the stone bridge, a shadow flashed in front of him, and a grayish-green face as rough as tree bark came into view!

Ji Li took a breath suddenly, his body stiffened, and he subconsciously held his breath and looked at the big face in front of him.

This was the ghost with the oil-paper umbrella. It came closer to Ji Li at a speed that he could not see clearly. Its thin, dry, green face was less than half a fist away from Ji Li's face.

The ghost holding the umbrella bent his upper body and put his face almost close to Ji Li's face. He sniffed around Ji Li's face carefully with his skinny nose.

Although the ghost was emitting endless cold air, Ji Li was still soaked in the back by this slow and terrifying action.

Fortunately, the ghost holding the umbrella finished the search in a short time, straightened his back, and returned to his original position again.

The two ghost messengers finally returned to their original positions, standing side by side, like two immovable gods, but in the form of ghosts.

Ji Li slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and he dragged the bottom of the dark red coffin behind him with his hand. It seems that his idea is correct.

As long as they have the coffin, they will not be regarded as living people and thus be immune to attack.

On the contrary, if there is no coffin, they will be immediately killed and cannot resist.

With Ji Li as a lesson, Yu Guo and Dong Yuan walked into the stone bridge one after another. They were also searched by the umbrella ghost messenger, and the process was no different from before.

Ji Li has been observing the two ghost messengers. The ghost messenger holding the oil-paper umbrella looks more like an auditor, who is responsible for identifying whether the identity of the dead soul is correct.

The job of the prayer wheel ghost messenger is still unclear, but he has a slight guess.

Next came Tang Duan and Hong Fu. Although the two were a little embarrassed, they did not have any problems.

Finally, Chang Nian brought Tian Xiaoyu, who was already unable to bear the pressure, in together.

There was a small incident in the middle. When Tian Xiaoyu was checked by the ghost with an umbrella, she screamed once, which made everyone feel nervous.

But the ghost with an umbrella didn't seem to care, turning a blind eye and turning a deaf ear.

Ji Li saw that all the employees had entered the road to the underworld, and then turned his head to look at the ghost with a prayer wheel who had been standing still.

At the same time, the ghost with a prayer wheel suddenly spoke without revealing his true face, forming a series of echoes:

"The identity is correct, there are nine dead people, dragged into the gate of hell."

Ji Li nodded, as he expected.

The task this time was to enter the underworld as a living person, find a replacement coffin in the depths, and then return to the world.

But then he suddenly looked startled, and caught a terrible thing in the ghost's words again.

"Nine dead people?!"

Ji Li turned his head abruptly, except for the six employees who were as shocked as him, there was no other figure!