Chapter 6 The Yin-Yang Road

　　Very good. 　　Qin night think, should not take off the sign of the afterlife, and replace it with "sunset red ghost play center"? 　　And put on a song called "The Most Flamboyant National Wind". 　　Perfect. 　　Not ...... this kind of turtledove work to see growth ah? Do you know how much this coffin? 　　Qin night s eyes with ice guns, ice arrows, inflammatory burst art ...... desperately launching the death light, grandmother turned a deaf ear, but toward a few old ladies laughed: "How is this grandson of mine?" 　　"Not bad, skin is quite white, no need to buy skin care products after going down. Nine cylinders." "Looks like a short-lived one, can enjoy a few more years of happiness down there. Three cakes." "Bar! Fifty thousand ...... family businesses are also available, coffins and plutonium paper people and paper horses are ready, this is ready to go down to enjoy the rhythm of happiness?" 　　"The way to go down ready? The past person advises you a word, drowning is difficult. It's not a pretty sight to die." "Wait! Cut, one four seventy thousand ...... by the way, hanging is not too good, tongue dragged out three feet long, roll back very troublesome." "Suggest a car accident, adjust the angle once and for all. The alignment is exquisite if you don't break the phase without pain. Spiral ascension, instant explosion." 　　My Nima! 　　Is there any law in the world? 　　The usual way to say "How's my grandson?" shouldn't it be "Not bad, good boy" "What grade are you in?" "Can you read?" What? 　　Why is this the weirdest way to read now? Aren't you guys thinking a little too far ahead? 　　No. ...... 　　Who the hell is your grandson! Don't recognize relatives indiscriminately ah! 　　Qin Night was so blocked that a mouthful of reverse blood didn't spurt out, and his face darkened into the bottom of a pot. Grandmother comfortably smoked a cigarette and faintly said, "Take a closer look." 　　Sunset Red turned their heads in unison, took a closer look, and the smiles on everyone's faces disappeared. The mahjong in their hands was also put down. 　　The four people looked at each other in disbelief, and only after a few seconds did an old woman tentatively ask her grandmother, "Is this ...... too old?" 　　The clattering sound of mahjong resounded again, eight hands and mahjong, the grandmother smiled, "In front of the old body, he had to say that it is not ...... let's assume that he is not ...... Then who, pour some rootless water over, the water in this yang world is a bit Spicy mouth." 　　Ah ah ah ...... has changed from grandson to that who ...... 　　The so-called rootless water is rain water, not touching the sky above, not touching the ground below, not touching the yin and yang, which is the only thing that Grandma has used this week. 　　 　　Don't mess with brother, annoying. 　　This mahjong went straight to the midnight hour, just as the clock had just struck twelve, Grandma stood up quietly and sighed, "Disperse ...... This should also be our last mahjong game." 　　Along with her figure, the three old ladies stood up in unison, gave a slight blessing to Grandma, and turned into three channels of green smoke that dissipated beside the coffin. 　　"What is this?" Qin Night asked curiously. 　　Grandmother did not answer immediately, laboriously took out an ancient oil lamp from the coffin, covered in dust, and hammered her waist: "Five ghosts transporting wealth." 　　"...... you use five ghosts to transport wealth to play mahjong?" 　　"You know shit! I made 1.2 billion dollars in one day today, so what makes it not Five Ghosts Lucky Wealth!" 　　She made a good point ...... Qin Night was surprisingly speechless. 　　"Know what day today is?" Grandma sat on the bed, collected her smile, and looked straight at Qin Night. Without waiting for him to open his mouth, she said in a deep voice, "Halfway through July, ghosts run amok, and today is the last day of the Bon Festival. It's also the time when the ghost gate closes." 　　"The day when one's Yang life is about to end is the day when one enters the Ghost Gate for the first time. But ...... there are too many souls in the hell, and relatively too few yin messengers. There are always a few souls that don't realize it in time floating around. After a long time without report, the souls lose consciousness only by the instinct of longing for hell. These spirits are called floating spirits. The three major ghost festivals are the time to pick them up and take them down." 　　"Do you ...... understand?" 　　When Grandmother got serious, Qin Yu seemed to feel like he was at the center of a torrent. Having seen too much, he knew that it was aura, for the actions, demeanor, and words displayed by his extreme confidence, while affecting others. 　　It is hard to imagine, such a dying old man, the body will carry this kind of shocking aura. 　　Qin Night couldn't help but collect his smile and said after a moment of contemplation, "Do you mean ...... that the person who carries 'it' will die within seven days?" 　　Grandmother nodded. Qin Night frowned slightly and then said, "I can't find him, but, tonight, this person will definitely head to the Ghost Gate?" 　　Granny gave a hmmm. Qin Night carefully looked at her face and tried frantically, "So ...... when you said you wanted to tell me, it was ......" 　　A wry smile spread across Granny's face, and without waiting to finish, she pulled Qin Night's hand with a violent tug, Qin Night couldn't even send out a cry of surprise before his eyes went black. When everything was clear, he couldn't help but draw a breath of cold air. 　　Black, white, and green, a three-colored world! 　　As far as the eye could see, everything became black and white, whether it was the room, or the bed, with a hint of cyan smoke cloud permeating between them. And surprisingly, he saw his own body, which was sitting on a chair with its eyes closed, being held by one of his grandmother's hands! 　　The two were like two stone statues, motionless. 　　"This is ...... the soul?" He looked at his hands in dismay, the strength of his grandmother's identity rising once again. 　　He had seen many means of invoking souls, monks and Taoist priests, but no one had ever been able to make someone's soul go out of their body with a gentle pull! Compared to her, those so-called soul invocations were simply weak! 　　"First, don't turn around." Grandma hunched over and lit the ancient lamp. 　　The lamp was very unique, an ancient four-square lamp, about the size of a palm and made of bronze. However, on the lid of the lamp above it, there were actually two carp, one black and one white, drawn. 　　"Hammerstone?" 　　"Shut ...... up for a second and don't open your mouth." Grandmother's body walked, as her first step stepped out, this black and white green world gently shook, Qin Night clearly felt that the temperature fell rapidly, and the fog gradually thickened. 　　In all directions, those green-colored fogs seemed to come alive, but after a few seconds, only the sky of clouds and the ocean of fog remained around them. In the entire world, that lamp was the only source of light. 　　In the sea of churning fog, he seemed to hear the wailing of countless people. 　　"Contain this. Also, pull on my clothes." Taking the object in his hand, Qin Yu took a closer look, it was a willow leaf. 　　Just after holding it in his mouth, a warm feeling immediately spread across his tongue. He grabbed onto his grandmother's clothes, and the two of them finally started walking. 　　"This road, it's not for the living." Even with a stomach full of questions, Qin Yu did not open his mouth. After walking for a full twenty minutes, Grandmother's voice came hoarsely from the front, "You, the living, call it the Yellow Springs Road. However, the Yellow Spring Road is actually divided into three parts. Forgotten River ferrying, Meng's passing to the next life, and finally arriving at Fengdu City. We are only stepping on the first section of the road." 　　She pointed around, "These green-colored mists are the Yin Qi of ghosts. It should be pure black, but the yang energy in the Yang world is too heavy, and the two opposites collide, forming this green-colored yin energy." 　　"Once any living being opens their mouth here, and the yang qi leaks out, it's almost like a lighthouse in a tsunami. Countless ghosts will remember everything about their yang world, some with fondness, some with reluctance, and these ghosts who have not yet drunk Meng Po Soup will tear that person to pieces. Therefore, do not open your mouth." 　　Qin Night's gaze blinked, and it suddenly occurred to him that so much yin qi ...... was caused by the Ghost Gate Pass? 　　According to what Grandma said before, the Ghost Gate Pass opened today and countless floating spirits entered the hell. But ...... this damn simply converged into a sea, how many ghosts converged to form such a horrible Yin Qi? 　　The employees of the hell hell malfeasance, right? 　　Right at this moment, a ghostly sigh came from the front: ''Don't turn back, it's because on this road, there's a creature named Answering Worm. All you have to do is open your mouth and he will talk to you. This Echo Bug has a human face and insect body, and is formed by the condensation of countless obsessions. Once you are caught by it, you will talk to it on this path for thousands of years. Forever losing the chance to reincarnate." 　　Qin Night gently pulled Grandmother's cuff, and Grandmother jiejie laughed, "Are you wondering why not a single Answering Worm has come up despite the old body talking so much?" 　　"Because ...... they don't dare." 　　"Scatter." Along with this word, her tied up head full of white hair abruptly dispersed, dancing without wind. The fog in all directions seemed like a turbid wave discharging into the air, pouring out with a roar. 　　Everything in front of them finally cleared up, and Qin Night only looked at it and immediately took a deep breath, only to feel a chill down his spine. 　　Where is the road under their feet, but ...... a silver-white bone skeleton! 　　This bone skeleton was quite huge, at least a hundred meters wide, endless in length, quite flat, and looked like it should be a cervical vertebrae. And right on both sides of them, countless people ...... who simply can t be counted, some in suits, some in T-shirts and jeans, some in dresses ...... are accompanying them on both sides, walking together toward the end of the skeleton! 　　It is unreal and hazy, with a numb look, and from time to time, the body emits a Yin Qi. What is even more horrifying is ...... that these ghosts maintain their predeath appearance! 　　Some people have long tongues sticking out, and their eyes bulge out. Some people had distorted looks and broken limbs, and could only use half of their bodies on the bridge to try to crawl across. There were also people whose heads were shattered, and someone s chest and abdomen opened up a large slit ...... It was simply a death exposition hall! 　　Living death expo hall. 　　These living dead, just floating in mid-air, their feet not moving with them. 　　On the last day of the Yuletide Festival, the ghost gate closes, reaching out into the darkness of the night, pale ghosts, accompanying the living on this yin and yang road together. 　　Right beside them, right behind them. 　　However, as he couldn't help but draw in a breath of cold air, the people on all sides suddenly stopped. 　　Hundreds and thousands, thousands of illusory ghost shadows, paused in unison. Then ...... the body did not move, and the head turned like a machine, those with half a head, those dangling a long tongue, and even ...... those without a head, countless scalp numbing gazes looked at Qin Night at the same time! 　　Greed, confusion ...... At this instant, Qin Night s body trembled, and a strong sense of eerie coldness rushed to his heart. Just at the same time, a withered hand on the ceiling of the sky clapped, and the gloomy coldness immediately disappeared. And all the ghosts on the side of his body looked straight at him for thirty seconds, and then they inclined their heads again, aimlessly moving forward. 　　Knock knock ...... Qin Night touched his chest, his heart beating chaotically, the moment the countless ghost heads looked over, he almost sweated. 　　"Look there." Grandmother's dry finger pointed in one direction. Qin Night glanced at it and violently covered his mouth, his pupils shrinking. 　　Several figures as large as small mountains could be seen in the distance where the Yin Qi filled the air. It is impossible to see exactly what it is, as if ...... the bedbugs are magnified countless times. The two green eyes in the darkness are burning with flames brightly. And it was ...... full of people hanging on it! 　　Living people, or, living souls. 　　Every single one of them was desperately saying something, and they were more than ten meters away from the nearest one. 　　Answer bugs, human chrysalis!