Chapter 11 The Underworld

"Huh..." Qian Yi sat down on the ground, and then looked at the wounds on his body with a click of his tongue.

This is the most serious injury he has suffered since becoming a vigilante.

Next to him, the child Wang Lu's crying had begun to stop. He seemed to be tired of crying and was just wiping his tears.

"Uncle Da그, thank you just now." Suddenly, Wang Lu's childish voice sounded. Qian Yi raised his head and looked at Wang Lu, wondering, Uncle Da그, what is this name?

"I know it was Big Brother's hand that touched me just now. My father turned into a ghost. He touched me..." Although Wang Lu is young, he understands little.

"You're welcome, you are a good boy..." Qian Yi heard this, smiled, and touched the little guy's forehead. At this time, Qian Yi felt that he liked this kid a little.

"Xiaolu, you should go back with the village chief first! Come over tomorrow, okay."

Seeing that the child was probably a little sleepy, the village chief spoke quickly.

"Yes, I want to keep vigil for my father. He will be buried tomorrow. I want to spend one more night with him." Qian Yi fished Wang Qiang's body out of the water. When he fished it out, it was already covered with quilts. Bite wounds.

놊I wonder if it was bitten by something, whether it was a fish or a turtle...

Because he had been dead for several days, the body would be buried tomorrow after staying at home for one night. It was supposed to be buried in the evening, but because the resentful spirit came back for revenge, it had to be postponed until tomorrow.

"You are a good boy. Then the village chief, grandpa, will stay with you here!"

"Well! Thank you, Grandpa Village Chief..."

On the side, Qian Yi, who was taking medicine for himself, smiled slightly when he heard this.

This smile immediately touched the wound, causing him to take a deep breath.

Fortunately, the elixirs and medicines from the Night Watch Division are very useful. I just swallowed the healing elixirs and the wounds were much better in a short while.

When the Wang family's fire ignited again.

Lin Qingzhi was standing in front of a huge ruin. Next to it were illusory figures. They were all ghosts who had been dead for a long time and had been staying here for who knows how many years.

If there was still Yin Qi emerging from the ruins, they would have been long gone.

Lin Qingzhi walked forward step by step.

This is a dim world. It seems that a fierce battle took place here. There are traces of the battle everywhere. All the buildings have collapsed, leaving only pits and collapsed ruins.

Those ghosts are drifting unconsciously, their sanity has been polished away long ago, leaving only the lingering yin energy, and then wandering around.

This is the underworld.

But in the underworld, there is no longer the seducer, the bull-headed horse-face, the impermanence of black and white, and there is no more Yama in the palace.

Even the underworld, the other shore, the 굛귷-level hell, and the six realms of reincarnation have all disappeared.

Suddenly, Lin Qingzhi frowned, and he reached out and waved towards the ground.

The next moment, a tattered book slowly rushed out of the ground, and then fell into the palm of his hand.

"This is...the dead book that has been destroyed..." Lin Qingzhi said with some surprise, holding the bag in his hand.

Lin Qingzhi opened the dead book, and it was blank. There were no names, only torn pages.

Maybe there is some way to repair the Book of Death, but now he has no clue, so he first put the Book of Death back into the ring, and then, he turned to look at the lonely souls wandering unconsciously.

If these lonely souls and wild ghosts are reincarnated again, they will become a huge threat. When a lonely soul absorbs enough Yin Qi and then develops spiritual intelligence, then all the lonely souls and wild ghosts in this world will be Become his training tonic.

There are so many lonely souls and wild ghosts, more than tens of thousands. When the time comes, even those in the world will surrender.

If he is allowed to go to time again, it will be a huge disaster.

Lin Qingzhi slowly flew forward. Wherever he passed, there were lonely ghosts everywhere.

놊After a long time.

He came to a huge deep pit.

This is the place where the Six Paths of Reincarnation was originally. Lin Qingzhi could feel the remaining breath of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Now it has turned into ruins. The Reincarnation was affected by that battle and was directly destroyed.

Lin Qingzhi slowly took out a pagoda from his ring. The pagoda had six floors.

This is the artifact in his game.

It's called the Tower of Six Paths of Reincarnation.

After entering the tower, it is like being thrown into the reincarnation. If you enter the 그 path, you will become an ordinary person. If you enter the animal path, you will become an animal...

Lasting for three minutes, this is the role of this pagoda in the game.

But now, after realizing reality, as long as those whose cultivation is not as high as Lin Qingzhi's, they can permanently perform the reincarnation they invested in, just enough to reshape the six paths of reincarnation.

"town..."

Lin Qingzhi threw the Six Paths of Reincarnation Tower away and shouted loudly.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Tower bloomed with six kinds of light and slowly fell towards the deep pit.

"boom..."

The Tower of Six Paths of Reincarnation quickly grew in size, becoming a ten thousand-meter-tall tower that fell into the pit, and the ground immediately began to shake.

The tower was filled with a mysterious aura, heading towards those lonely ghosts.

The lonely ghosts were drawn by those mysterious auras, and they suddenly seemed to have received some kind of summons, slowly drifting towards the Reincarnation Tower.

Lin Qingzhi saw this, there were so many lonely souls but few managers, how could he know which reincarnation to let these lonely souls go.

He took out a few puppets that looked like humans from his ring.

Then he slowly threw them in front of the six reincarnation towers.

Five puppets, one female and four males.

Lin Qingzhi took a pile of stones, and the flames in his hands ignited, and he turned the pile of stones into a pavilion.

Lin Qingzhi ran the pavilion far in front of the reincarnation tower.

Then he threw a large vat of liquid from his ring and it fell into the pavilion.

This liquid is the love water in the game, which is a special prop, and it is just right as Mengpo soup for reincarnation.

The four men, as soul-collecting messengers, guarded in front of the reincarnation tower, and judged the ghosts. In this way, it was enough to maintain the operation of the six paths of the underworld.

Five stones appeared in Lin Qingzhi's hand. They were the five-element spirit stones from the game. He wanted to set up a formation in this place to prevent anyone from making trouble. Although the five puppets were there, they were already safe, but this formation could protect the reincarnation tower and the ghost inside to prevent them from being affected by the aftermath of the battle.

After everything was done, Lin Qingzhi's figure slowly dissipated and left the underworld that had become a ruin.

Long after Lin Qingzhi left, Wang Qiang, who was also attracted by the mysterious reincarnation power, looked at the disappearing figure with horror in his eyes.

I never thought that Lin Xiucai from the same village was actually a great master with such great power.