Chapter 8 The Seal of Yama

　　This waterfall of the hell is so spectacular and grand, stay on earth's Yin spirit more than 100,000, a congestion to the forgetfulness of the river crossing, the soul waterfall for a few minutes did not stop. 　　The clattering ...... boat is gently, floating in the void. The Qin night is still shaking and rocking the jerk, yet the ferry is like it will never reach the bridge. Time passed minute by minute, countless Yin spirits rushed towards the ferry like moths to a flame, then fell into the abyss. Twenty minutes, forty minutes ...... Suddenly, in the waterfall of Yin Spirits, a spirit body unexpectedly stepped on the void out of thin air. 　　Just at the same time, Grandmother let out a long, tense sigh. Her figure suddenly disappeared, and a black as ink Yin Qi crossed the sky, swept away this Yin Spirit, and when she reappeared, she had already stood on the ferry. 　　"It's him?" Qin Night unexpectedly looked at this Yin Spirit, which was a middle-aged man without the slightest break in his appearance. A four-sided face with a hawkish nose. His eyebrows were light, and his clothes could even see the Armani brand, very elaborate. 　　Let this godly old woman take great pains ...... to actually be such an ordinary person? 　　"That's right, there are some changes in the hell now, I can't know his exact location, Qingxi County has a large population, and time is urgent. I can only know that he died in these seven days, and must have contacted 'it'. Coming to the Ghost Gate to block him is the best choice." After saying this, Granny thrust one hand into the Yin Spirit's chest. 　　"Yah!!!" A mournful scream abruptly resounded within the other party's chest, and the man's face crazily twisted up. Immediately afterward, an unspeakably gloomy and cold aura suddenly densely covered the entire ferry! 　　Boom! Without warning, Qin Yu's entire body's Ghost Duty uniform was blown straight up with a brush. His eyes widened abruptly, and he drew in a breath of cool air, "My god ......" 　　This was Yin Qi. 　　Not too strong. Yet the quality was incredibly high! 　　The buzzing ...... yin wind was so great that this void was slightly pressed downwards, and even that monster under the abyss was silenced at this moment. This level of Yin Qi simply could not appear on a freshly dead Yin Spirit! It was even more terrifying than Granny! 　　What the hell is this thing? 　　A human being? 　　A thousand year old ghost? 　　"Hmph ......" Just at this moment, Granny withdrew her hand with a muffled grunt and took several steps backward. Her head was full of cold sweat, while her hand was unexpectedly flushed with a golden color. What's even more bizarre is that countless age spots flooded out on her face, as if she had aged dozens of years in an instant. 　　All the voices came to a screeching halt. 　　The dong dong ...... heartbeat seemed to beat in his ears, and Qin Night realized that his whole body was wet. With a palpitating heart, he spoke, "Ghost King?" 　　Grandmother quietly looked at her hand for a few seconds before smiling miserably, "'It' is on this person ...... I calculated that it is in Qingxi County, but how can you not find it. We can only come here to wait ...... for the time when the ghost gate of the Yu Lan Festival opens and the holder of 'it' is summoned here ......" 　　Qin Yu blinked, "What exactly is 'it'?" 　　Grandmother was silent for two seconds, "The Yan Luo Seal." 　　"Oh, so that's ...... wait!" Qin Night looked at Grandma like she had seen a ghost and said in disbelief, "The Yan Luo Seal? The cornerstone of the legendary construction of the netherworld? You guys lost the guy who eats?" 　　It's a fluke that you're still alive ...... 　　"What kind of look is that? Things aren't like you think." Grandmother glared fiercely at Qin Yu and said under her breath, "At the beginning of the formation of the Earth's Mansion back then, there were three innate treasures, and the Yan Luo Seal was one of them." 　　"Because of certain reasons, the Yan Luo Seal shattered. But there is a connection between any innate supreme treasure, as long as you find a piece, it will show you where the others are." 　　"Wait." Qin Yu keenly snapped out of it and pointed at himself, "You can't be storing some unrealistic fantasy, right?" 　　"What do you mean, kid? As the last proper civil servant of hell, where is the sense of responsibility as a public servant of the ghost people?" 　　"Crap ...... I don't want it okay?!" 　　"It's okay, dog egg, you still have three days of Yang life left." 　　Qin Night's voice instantly lowered an octave again, struggling madly in the spirit of the desire to survive: "...... So what ...... Let's talk about something serious, this kind of apprehensive topic should not appear again, okay? Like ...... talk about the fact that I'm not actually very good at high IQ games like puzzles?" 　　Grandma swept him a glance, "If the skin doesn't exist, the hair will not be attached to it. Don't you understand? Once there is a problem in hell, the first to die will be a wallflower like you who is not born and does not rely on either side." 　　Count on you to be ruthless! 　　Qin Night turned his head away as his temples exploded with veins. 　　"He's a mortal who has touched the Yan Luo Seal?" No longer thinking about this matter, Qin Night began to size up this Yin Spirit. He was about to say something, but suddenly paused and blinked, his gaze almost glued to the other party. 　　"What?" 　　"I've seen him before." A few seconds later, Qin Night turned around and pressed his eyebrows in thought, "This is ...... Wang Chenghao his father?" 　　"Are you sure?" Grandmother's expression immediately turned serious. 　　"I'm sure!" Qin Night replied with certainty, "The richest man in Qingxi County, Wang Zemin. I saw him during the parent-teacher conference, and his son, Wang Chenghao, is in the same class as me." 　　"He actually died? How come I didn't hear ......" 　　The words ended abruptly for the second time, and his gaze shone slightly. 　　Not right ...... not right! 　　Qingxi County's richest man died, it must be big news, the county news and webpage would definitely have said something about it. Taking a step back, even if there wasn't, Wang Chenghao would definitely have a reaction. 　　However, the other side did not. 　　Wang Chenghao's actions in the past two days were in no way like a dead father. Most importantly, a conversation that resounded in his mind once again. 　　"Qin Night ...... Do you know the way to deal with these things?" 　　"You're afraid they'll find you again?" 　　"No. It's not me ...... In fact ...... my family ...... has been a little off lately ...... " 　　Things are getting weirder and weirder. 　　The hell seems to have stopped, Yan Luo seal strayed to the earth, the ferryman died horizontally, and the spirits in the yang world erupted ...... He had already overturned his previous assumptions, and in the hell ...... he was afraid that something even more terrifying than a stoppage had happened. 　　"Go." Shaking his head, he said to his grandmother. 　　"Huh? Where's your strong desire to survive?" 　　Qin Night rolled his eyes, since resistance was ineffective, the best thing to do was to do something. Was something like the desire to survive more important than living? 　　Meticulous living. The meaning of these two words was not to live like a dog, but to live under the tower and not die. Even if the opponent had three Lucian's, he had to be as steady as an old dog. 　　"So that's what I appreciate most about you. Quite the pushover." Grandmother took out a talisman and pasted it on Wang Zemin's forehead, casually clumped it together, and this Yin Spirit was unexpectedly balled up into a paper ball and put into Qin Night's pocket. 　　"...... No, you've worked so hard just to find him, and now it's handled so casually?" 　　"Take good care of it, your classmate ...... is afraid to hide the vital 'key.' But now is not the time for that." 　　After saying this, she pushed Qin Yu away and walked over to the rocking jerkin herself. With a forceful pressure, the entire ship once again emitted a horn sound. 　　"Didn't ...... you guess that the hell was suspended before?" 　　"Since you have passed the qualification test, now, I will take you to see the truth of ...... hell, which is far more terrifying than your guess ten thousand times." 　　Wooo ...... Under the maneuvering of the grandmother, the ship was incredibly fast, rowing straight toward the depths of the void. 　　I don t know how long it took, but a roar rang out from the rift, and after ten minutes, a huge woman s head slowly emerged. 　　It was very beautiful, with eyebrows like Far Dai and eyes like almonds. Vermilion lips like blood, white skin cream. 　　None of the five senses are not exquisite, one more is too much, one less is not beautiful. 　　However, only the head. 　　Below the neck, nothing! Behind the three thousand green threads flying all over the sky, this beautiful woman's head was by no means smaller than a ferry, like a round of sun with a human face. It only made one feel incomparably bizarre. 　　"This is the last yinshi you're looking for?" Her gaze looked deeply at the direction of the two men's departure for a long time before she sighed: "The skin does not exist, and the hair will not be attached to it ...... well said ah ......" 　　"Then ...... the hell is gone, what is the need for you and me to exist?" 　　"You favor to fight to the death, what is the use?" 　　"The yang world wants chaos, isn't it better to let it be chaotic? People and ghosts have different paths, do you really think you can solve it by your own strength? Why do you have to go and be that piece of dividing hair again?" 　　Gently shaking her head, the absolutely beautiful head once again sank into the abyss. 　　...... 　　Grandmother gently rocked the boat, Qin Night sat at the bow, and the boat sailed very quickly. Ahead is a pure black mist, with every drive of the boat, the water-splitting staff generally splits the fog, straight ahead. 　　I don't know how long it took, the front opened up, the fog cleared, and a huge bridge appeared in front of the two of them. 　　It was a lapis lazuli bridge, wide ...... I am afraid that it is ten thousand meters long! Long couldn't see the head at all! 　　The entire bridge was made of neatly laid lapis lazuli, but it seemed to be a bit old, stained with dark scarring. Occasionally, some moss-like things crawled out. Telling of the traces of age. 　　People standing in front of it were as small as ants. Qin Night was so shocked that he looked at this ten thousand meter long bridge that was not in the thick fog and took a deep breath, "Could this be the ...... Naihe Bridge?" 　　Grandmother's gaze was incomparably complex, stopping her shaking and pointing at the bridge, "A hundred years ago, I was sitting there, scooping up a spoonful of soup for each Forgetful Soul." 　　Qin Yu followed her finger and pointed over, at the head of the Naihe Bridge, there was a huge, cracked bronze three-legged tripod. It was a hundred meters tall, with flowers, birds, insects and snakes carved on the tripod, and four bronze dragons crawling out from inside the tripod, with their mouths only half a meter from the ground. And under the tripod, there is an old, yellow paper table. 　　The tripod was there, the table was there, but the people were not. 　　"Legend has it that there is a bridge of Naihe in the Yellow Springs, and whoever walks here can only cry out in vain. In front of the Naiho Bridge, there is a ferryman who ferries the Yin spirits to the bridge on the water of the River of Forgetfulness. After drinking Mengbo soup, they enter the cycle of reincarnation." Qin Night looked at the scene with some emotion and murmured, "And after drinking Meng Po Soup, one will forget all past events. If one wants to remember, then one must jump down into the water of the Forgetful River and wait for a thousand years." 　　"The ferryman died, and Mengma came to the Yangworld for the first time, the whole Naihe Bridge was empty, and the thousands of dead souls on the other side of the water of the River of Forgetfulness couldn't be transcended....... Lord Mengma, what exactly happened in the hell?" 　　"You don't seem surprised at all?" Meng Woman looked at Qin Night's expression, as if the other party had already expected it. There was only shock at seeing the Naihe Bridge with her own eyes. 　　Qin Night shook his head with a bitter smile, "I guessed your identity when you said earlier that ferrymen send ghosts to you. After all, ferrymen can only go to one place." 　　Otherwise, do you really think that Little Master doesn't dare to stand up and resist? 　　Little master is a man of blood! Three days? What's wrong with three days? 　　For three days little master can also die standing, never live on his knees! 　　But! 　　It's all about the buts. 　　But I can't do it, this great man can slap himself into a meat pie with a backhanded slap, is it useful to resist? 　　If it doesn't, it's better to change from force X to peace X. ...... The little master responded really flawlessly ......