Zhang Qiling took the child all the way to the backyard to rest, and directly ignored Tang Kuang.

Tang Kuang sat at the counter smoking, and the room was filled with the smell of smoke.

Cheng Zhou frowned as soon as he entered the door. He had known Boss Tang for several years and knew for the first time that he could smoke.

He sat down and poured himself a glass of water, and then said, "Boss Tang, this kid really didn't disappoint you today, and he almost pissed Old Tang to death. Your vision is so vicious. How old is that kid and his marksmanship are quite accurate. Where did he stolen the baby?"

Tang Kuang said "Yes", "I didn't steal it, she delivered it to her door."

Cheng Zhou roughly talked about the situation today.

Tang Kuang had deep eyes and took out a stack of money to Cheng Zhou and said, "You go back."

Cheng Zhou took the money and left happily. He thanked the child for his blessing. The money this time was so easy to get.

Tang Kuang sat down for a while and went back to the backyard, which had a locked room.

Qi Lechuan once was curious for a minute, and then he threw it out of the sky.

He took out the key and opened it. After entering, it was very empty. There was an altar in the middle, and there was a single tablet on it, which offered the ghosts and gods in the underworld.

He has not been in the dark for a long time, but he has not wanted this profession. He has promised his grandfather that he would have to last until the end even if he was the last person to the dark.

He burned the incense again and cleaned the house.

On the second day, based on the oral transaction between the two, Tang Kuang should help her go.

But Tang Kuang looked cold, "I will not go to Yin again. This is the truth. Now you have two choices. One, go for one by yourself, and the other, give up looking for the answer."

Qi Lechuan's mouth twitched slightly, "But that's not what you said at that time."

Tang Kuang sat on the Grand Master's chair and looked at her, "You didn't ask at that time."

Qi Lechuan patted his head and forgot that he had to make a list after making a deal with these old foxes, and learn from his mistakes.

She barely chose the first one, how could she give up from Changsha City to Peiping?

She wants to burn incense to ghosts and gods first.

But Zhang Qiling went over to hold her little hand and said, "You can give up."

Her heart trembled, she raised her eyes and met Zhang Qiling's eyes. Her face reflected in her eyes. She smiled slightly, "Brother, don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Zhang Qiling was not relieved. He pursed his thin lips slightly, and he had the urge to hold the knife around Tang Kuang's neck.

Tang Kuang's first time walking in the vagina was fourteen years old. Today he wanted to let a five-year-old child go there by himself.

Tang Kuang thought she would choose to give up, but when she chose the first one, he was a little shaken.

But his words have never been corrected. He said that he would not go to the dark again and the rules could not be broken. Therefore, if Qi Lechuan wanted the answer, he had to go there by himself.

Qi Lechuan worshipped ghosts and gods, and Tang Kuang taught her all day long how to walk that road. No matter how she entered the gate of ghosts, she could not turn back, be afraid, and could not speak, and regarded herself as a member of the ghost.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Qi Lechuan walked on a dark path holding the candle handle in his hand.

Her physique couldn't stand it at all. She was betting that the little guy would feel distressed.

Tang Kuang once said that the end of this road is the underworld. From now on, she will treat herself as a ghost. The candle she holds in her hand must not be extinguished. This candle is made of corpse oil and will cover up her popularity.

If the lamp goes out, it means that she will be swallowed by the evil ghosts in hell.

The more she went in, the colder she became. It seemed like she was walking into an ice cellar. Her lips were a little white when she was frozen.

"Give up, you can't leave anymore." The little ghost in the blood jade spoke.

Qi Lechuan did not react at all, but his eyes became more and more determined.

It's just a physical condition problem. She can overcome it and always try to become stronger.

"Qi Lechuan."

This is the first time that the little devil calls her with his first name.

Her eyes moved.

It continued, "Walking for a while, there is the gate of hell ahead. You can't hold on. If the candlelight in your hand is extinguished, you will never be able to go back."

Never...can't go back?

She was actually a little hesitant. There were so many people in the Nine Gates in this life who were still spoiling her, and what she feared the most was loss.

But her steps never stopped. She did not forget that this little devil was also what she wanted to raise and was an inseparable family.

The dark path seemed to be a little bright, it was a ghost fire, and there were many lonely ghosts and ghosts dancing around.

They have different expressions, some are hung, some are drowned, some are starved, some are stabbed, and some are angry...

Going further inside is a river, with only a boat parked on the shore. There was a boatman sitting on the boat. He wore a hat and basically covered his face. He narrowed his eyes and looked here. A child came with the word Tang Dynasty written on the sign on his chest.

The boatman glanced at her and asked her to get on board.

Tang Kuang said that this was a ferryman in the underworld. If you cross the river, there was the gate of hell behind him.

"Little baby, your face is very white, as white as what is in the water." The ferryman said to remind him.

Qi Lechuan knew that she was already trembling, and the yin energy entered her body, which made her very uncomfortable, and she kept gritting her teeth and holding on.

"Uncle, can you hurry up?" she urged.

The ferryman smiled and felt a little crawling on the empty river, "Why, are you anxious to be reincarnated?"

Qi Lechuan has no time to answer his memes.

Is this ferryman really not looking at the stern of the boat? The water ghost in the river was trying to climb up the stern, but she moved to the middle, very disgusted.

It is strange that the ferryman is not afraid of this child.

When he was sent to the other side, Qi Lechuan put a few copper coins on his palm, which was considered as saying goodbye.

When he turned around, he met the two brothers, Niu Tou and Horse Face.

Still scared, she almost wiped out the candlelight in her hand.

"The people from the Tang family haven't been here for a long time. Are you Tang Wu's great-great-grandson?" Ma Ming asked her.

"What great-great-great-grandson is a great-grandson." Niu Tou patted him for a partner and led the way for Qi Lechuan.

Tang Wu is Tang Kuang's grandfather. Those who can remember the name of the Niu-Headed Horse-Marbler must not be ordinary people.

Niu Tou just took two steps and found that the person behind him was not following him. He turned to look at her and said, "Come on."

Qi Lechuan's steps were very heavy and could not move. The pressure of the yin energy felt that all the internal organs were about to move. She took two steps to relieve a little.

"Do you want to die? You will become weaker when you move forward. Then the ghost candle will not cover your popularity, and you will be eaten." Qi Jiujiu's tone was a little stiff, as if he was a little anxious.

Qi Lechuan's little hand held the candlelight tightly and walked to the gate of hell with heavy and heroic steps.

The guardian was holding a nine-headed hellhound. The evil dog had nine heads and his red eyes stared at her every move.

"Brother, please open the door quickly and go in and do business." Ma Ming urged.

The guardian of the gate quickly opened the door. Behind the gate of hell was the eighteenth level of hell. She stood outside the door and took everything into her eyes.

Great torture, torture, wail mixed together...

Her lips turned pale, and the candlelight she held in her hand was swaying.
Chapter completed!