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After winter, the first snow fell on the human realm, and they received a reply from the Chunyang Sect, inviting Zhong Kui to Jingzhou after the New Year to discuss the invitation of Xu Zhi Nan out of seclusion. Seems like these few times of sending letters are not in vain.

Compared to their concern for the identity of the evil spirit, the Wuliang Sect's response was indifferent, and there has been no news about them since they left Mount Shu. Even Lan Chui Han had written to ask about the progress once, but Wuliang Sect had not even bothered to make a perfunctory reply and did not investigate at all. When they thought that Zhong Kui had inexplicably reduced his life because of this incident, they were even more determined to find out the truth.

While Fan Wu She was recovering from his injuries, he was almost "grounded" in the Heaven Master Palace and was bored out of his mind, so as soon as he recovered, he proposed to wander around the Underworld.

It was only then that Xie Bi An remembered that since he had come to the Underworld, he had been moving around almost exclusively in the Heaven Master Palace, and as impermanence, even if he was not officially appointed, he should be more familiar with the place.

The brothers left the Heaven Master Palace and flew deeper into Mount Luofeng on their swords. The Heaven Master Palace is built at the foot of Mount Luofeng. The magistrate's palace and the residences of the underworld generals are built around the mountain. Surrounded by mist, visibility is very low and often feels isolated. In fact, there are hundreds of millions of ghosts in the Underworld, but they are all in their own places.

As you look upwards, you can see palaces and beacon towers among the mist, ghostly fires lining the paths, smoke of wolves' dung* and meteors, making the whole Mount Luofeng look like a volcano with lava flowing from it. Another river comes from the sky and flows down into Jiuyou and into the infinite darkness.

Mount Luofeng in the human realm is much the same as any other mountain in the world, and this spiritual, eerie beauty only belongs to the ghost world.

Xie Bi An stood tall on his sword. The wind from the mountain blew, his white clothes fluttering and rattling as he exclaimed, "Beautiful, isn't it?"

"Mmm."

"From here, you can get a general view of the Underworld." Xie Bi An pointed at his feet, "The underlings take the human souls through the Yin Yang Monument, walk through the Huangquan Road, and then through the Ghost Willow. The first place they reach is the Mirror of Sins. The Mirror of Sins can reveal a person's good and evil virtues. If they are good or if their good offset against evil, they can be sent directly to reincarnation; if they are evil or if they have difficulty distinguishing between good and evil, they will be sent to the ten Yanluo Halls for trial, and that is the Yanluo Hall."

Halfway up the mountain, there are ten majestic palaces spread out, each bearing a flag.

"Underneath the Yanluo Hall is the entrance to hell. If you want to go and see it ...," Xie Bi An turned to Fan Wu She, but saw him looking at the Yanluo Hall with a stony expression, as if there was some kind of flooding beast there," ... Wu She?"

Fan Wu She said, "I don't want to go."

"Well, that place makes people unwell, so it's better not to go." Xie Bi An flew forward and made a small half circle around the mountain, "This river is called Wangchuan. See that bridge over the river? That is the Naihe Bridge. People who are going to reincarnate have to pass this bridge and drink Mengpo Soup on the bridge to forget their past and re-enter reincarnation."

"Mengpo Soup." Fan Wu She said softly, "You drank Mengpo Soup."

"Of course." Xie Bi An said, "Everyone has to drink it, and you drank it too, otherwise you wouldn't be able to reincarnate. However, there are exceptions." He pointed to Wangchuan River and said, "This water comes from the sky and turns black when it flows down to the ground, but in fact it is not black, but blood red. There are countless ghosts drowning in it. They want to bring their memories and reincarnate, so they are not willing to drink Mengpo Soup and could only cross Wangchuan River. But the majority of them lost themselves in Wangchuan and became wild and lonely ghosts."

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