"Why did you just go like that!"

The emperor was grieved and missed his brothers so much that he even dreamed of the King of Huaicheng at night.

On the dragon bed, the emperor secretly drank some wine and slept particularly peacefully today.

No longer like the past, I always feel like someone is standing outside the couch with a knife, and it will fall down and take away my head anytime and anywhere.

But while he was asleep, the emperor dreamed that someone was looking at him. He seemed to see a piece of water under the water, and there was a figure under the water.

It was bone-chilling cold under the water, so cold that he felt as if the spinal cord at the back of his head was frozen, and there was a feeling like an ice pick piercing the back of his head.

This feeling was extremely real, as if it was him lying under the water.

However, when the picture solidified, he finally saw clearly who was under the water.

"ah?"

"You're not dead?"

Under the water, it was his third brother.

He dreamed that King Huaicheng was lying under the water, looking at him with wide eyes, then he opened his mouth and let out a roar.

"Wen Changxing."

"You will not die well!"

The emperor was frightened. He stood up and looked around, only to realize that it was just a dream.

But the emperor did not believe that this was just a dream. He immediately thought of his dead father. This world was a world full of demons and monsters. Not long ago, his father was forced to death by the Yin and Yang Taoist, and was finally killed by the Yin and Yang.

After the old Taoist died, he turned into a fierce ghost and took him down to the underworld.

Although these were just rumors, he believed them deeply.

What's more important.

My father was a little late when he went to find Lord Linghua, the national preceptor, and he died in the end. He learned a lot from his mistakes and couldn't wait for a moment.

Without saying a word, he immediately stood up and called the palace attendants waiting outside.

"Go to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion quickly."

Not to mention inviting the Imperial Preceptor to come, he went directly to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion and Yunzhong Palace Temple.

Today's emperor and the former prince are very experienced. If something happens and they stand at the entrance of Yunzhong Palace, even the most ferocious evil ghost will have to be at least a little afraid.

The sky is bright and the morning light is faint.

The somewhat flustered emperor shouted quickly when he saw Lord Linghua, the national preceptor.

"National Preceptor, save me!"

Lord Linghua was not surprised when she saw the emperor's appearance. It was not that she was not surprised that he was haunted by a ghost, but she was not surprised by his weak appearance. After all, she had seen it in Lucheng before.

At this moment, Lord Linghua was offering incense to Lord Yun Zhong's tablet, and asked the Emperor to be invited into the palace. When the Emperor saw Lord Linghua worshiping God, he immediately knelt on the ground and knelt before Lord Yun Zhong.

While prostrating, he couldn't wait to talk about the strange thing he had just encountered.

The faint smell of incense came from high places, finally calming the panicked emperor's mind a little.

After finishing the incense, Master Linghua turned around and looked at the emperor. His face was similar to Wen Zhao's. Although there were some differences in his actions, there were also some similarities. The most important thing was the incident he encountered. Since it was also

So similar.

"Why do your family always encounter some evil ghosts?"

"As the saying goes."

"Don't do bad things on weekdays, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night."

"Since you said that the King of Huaicheng turned into an evil ghost and came to you, it can't be for no reason."

"Either you did something that was unscrupulous, and the King of Huaicheng was still resentful after his death, so he came to find you."

"Either there is something wrong in your heart, and you are suspicious."

Lord Linghua stood under the tablet of the God and asked the Emperor.

"His Majesty."

"Do you think this is the former or the latter?"

"Is it a real ghost or a ghost?"

The emperor hesitated and did not dare to answer.

Want to be emperor.

Is it possible not to do something wrong?

And he couldn't tell whether King Huaicheng was a real ghost or a dark ghost born in his heart.

Lord Linghua saw the emperor's appearance and shook his head secretly.

Either don't do it. Now that you've done it, don't be afraid. It's really not like a human being to look forward and backward.

However, as a national preceptor, she was concerned with matters of yin and yang that transcended the human world, so she still had to inquire about it.

——

Silently recited some soul-exiting mantra.

The spell immediately started the corresponding program, pulling Lord Linghua's consciousness from the human world into the virtual world.

Lord Linghua walked on the edge of the Yin and Yang worlds, thinking of the King of Huaicheng.

"King of Huaicheng!"

"Where is the King of Huaicheng?"

"Tell me quickly!"

If the King of Huaicheng really became a ghost, she would naturally be able to find him based on the magical power she possesses.

Lord Linghua felt that his consciousness was following the rays of light, and finally chose one of the light paths and headed to another place.

Lord Linghua immediately understood that he had found it.

And this is proven.

Then the King of Huaicheng really became a ghost.

As the spirit moved forward along the light path, the sound that the Emperor heard before came to Lord Linghua's ears.

"Wen Changxing... Wen Changxing... you must die a good death..."

As soon as his eyes lit up, Lord Linghua had already arrived outside the city from inside Huajing City, and his soul was standing on the bank of the river.

There is still unmelted snow around the river. Although the soul cannot feel the coldness, just looking at the river water and the whistling wind, one can feel the breath of the cold sky and the ground.

"here……"

"Isn't this the underworld?"

This is the first time Linghua Lord has seen such a situation. Since he has become a ghost, he will naturally go down to the underworld.

Lord Linghua searched his mind and immediately saw the corpses under the cold and biting river water. The King of Huaicheng died in the river with his eyes open.

He looked at the vicious eyes of King Huaicheng, and then understood the cause and effect.

"So that's it."

In this world, not everyone can go to hell after death. Lord Linghua already knew this when she talked with Lord Yun Zhong a long time ago, but she only knew this and not the details.

There are generally several ways to go to the underworld.

The first is that after the death row prisoner is formally executed, he is sent to Youdu City to be judged for his merits and crimes.

The second type is those who invited monks to save them after death, and sent them to Hao according to their merits during their lifetime.

The third type is those who have a name in Youdu City and are targeted by ghosts and gods, waiting for you to take it after you die. This type is very rare and relatively rare. Most people cannot enjoy this treatment.

.

The King of Huaicheng does not belong to the above categories.

He was not punished according to the imperial law and executed according to the canon, nor did he have a monk to save him, nor did he have the qualifications to be named in the Youdu City.

But after he died, the body in the water was accidentally hooked by the Yongyou Vine at the bottom of the Yangtze River. After discovering the body, the Yongyou Vine immediately summoned the Underworld Boat in the Yangtze River, but when the Underworld Boat arrived, it had already

Too late.

His consciousness has dissipated, his brain cells have died in large areas, and he is no longer suitable to be sent to the underworld.

It can only rot quietly under the river bottom, but some of its remaining thoughts and memories before rotting will carry out some activities through these "living cables".

After all, these vines are not just cables, but also have the same function as network cables, but the way they transmit signals is a method similar to neural networks.

But more importantly, there is also a network cable under the emperor's dragon couch, which is tightly connected to the wood of the dragon couch.

That was what Lord Linghua, the national preceptor, had buried in order to heal Emperor Daxing. Wu Xian, the ancient witch, later threw the Yongyou Vine on the ground, and the Yongyou Vine broke through the floor tiles with its iron head and penetrated.

He fell into the ground and stayed under the dragon couch ever since.
To be continued...