When the time in Sanquan County turned day, except for the first sound, no ghosts were seen on the ground.

But Chu Cheng could still feel that there was a wind howling underground.

The wind wasn't violent, but it was still stronger than a light wind.

These are all activities of ghosts underground.

Ghosts are different from people, even though it is daylight. But it's still dark underground, and you don't need to rest like a living being, and you need to rest with supplemental sleep.

Therefore, there are always some noises in the Underland from time to time.

People have long been surprised. On the other side of the hill, smoke rises from the cooking, and the noise is heard one after another.

There was the sound of chopping wood, and there was the sound of washing clothes and shaking in the pool.

Birds and insects chirp, and when the roosters receded, the dogs barked and spread to the streets.

Chu Cheng walked very slowly, and a painting gradually appeared in his mind. However, there is no pen in his hand, otherwise, this paradise must be depicted in person.

He saw a few children digging in the mud and digging for the fruits of the field by the field, smearing mud on each other's faces in a laughing and full of vigor.

"Perhaps, the monks of the Vast Dao Alliance would not have thought that the incomparably dangerous no man's land for them would be safer than the other vast realms. ”

Everywhere in the world, there are rivers and lakes. There is a flow of water.

However, in the netherworld, it is different. As long as there is flowing water, there will be no real peace. If it's frozen, it's different.

In the Netherworld, all flowing water is frozen.

Let the river rise and float thousands of feet, as long as it is frozen. Then, there will be no more ups and downs.

This is the case in the Netherworld.

There are rivers and lakes, but they have become glacial lakes. Here, there will be no undercurrents.

There is no strife among the human races. Between people and ghosts, there is harmony. Therefore, there is rarely a sword light and blood shadow.

And all this is thanks to the Lord of the Nether.

This is the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, which can be called the true land of the Pure Land.

"Lord Zuo!"

The two of them walked neither fast nor slow, and they more or less stopped when they landed. So, many people were able to see it.

When they saw Zuo Feiang, they were also excited.

This is their patron saint, but it rarely appears in front of people's eyes.

Zuo Feiang heard the shout, turned his head and nodded and smiled at those people.

As a patrol prison, it must be extremely deterrent to those ghosts who are scattered outside and are not bound by the law.

But as the lord of a county, for the people and ghosts here, he is the guardian spirit, and he is naturally amiable.

Chu Cheng's divine consciousness did not disperse, but he saw many people.

Most of these people are mortals, and not many of them cultivate. But there was a big smile on his face.

It's a zest for life. What is enthusiasm, that is, in disaster-free, harmless, abundant food and clothing. Otherwise, most people are full of sadness, and where do they laugh.

"When I was younger, I heard it mentioned by the elders of the village. When the Nether Temple does not appear, there is no law in the realm. Ghosts eat people everywhere. ”

"The number of living beings is scarce, and the number of human races is even rarer. If it weren't for the support of a few Realm Exterminators. Even so, the Terrans are just trying to survive. ”

"I can take care of one day, but I can't take care of another day. Because no one knows what will happen in the next moment. Is it alive, or in the belly of a ghost. ”

Zuo Feiang raised his head and looked at the blue sky illuminated by countless stars.

There was gratitude in his eyes, gratitude for the Lord of the Nether.

If it weren't for the Lord of the Netherworld, he wouldn't have achieved such an accomplishment in that chaos, and he might have died in the mouth of the ghost's blood.

It was precisely because of the protection of the Lord of the Netherworld that Zuo Feiang was able to step into the second step. Because under the peace, there is enough time to cultivate.

For geniuses, the most important thing is time.

Zuo Feiang is undoubtedly a genius, otherwise he would not have become a Nirvana powerhouse.

"Zuo's lifelong wish is to be able to see His Netherworld Highness with his own eyes, even if he looks at it from a distance, he can do it. ”

"The reason why Zuo joined the Netherworld Temple and became an inspector was not entirely for cultivation resources. The human race in the realm is scarce, but the resources are extremely rich. Even if you rely on your own search, you can far more resources than the Netherworld Temple. ”

Chu Cheng's gaze withdrew from the countryside on the side, and turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, but he did not speak.

Zuo Feiang continued to say to himself: "Zuo Mou has become the patrol supervisor and the lord of a county. In order to be able to protect those people like His Highness of the Netherworld. ”

Zuo hopes that there are also people who can live carefree because of my existence. ”

Chu Cheng nodded, his eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Only he knew, and he was growing eager to see the Lord of the Nether.

To be able to turn this most chaotic netherworld into a peaceful place, in addition to the means of reaching the heavens, it also requires a powerful charm that people are willing to surrender in front of.

It can make people and ghosts coexist without strife. It also shows that the Lord of the Netherworld has a heart for the common people. is not as ruthless as the outside world rumors and said.

There may be a misunderstanding in this, but it has not been solved.

It is not an exaggeration to call the Lord of the Netherworld a saint.

For such an existence, Chu Cheng found the Lord of the Netherworld, and with the friendship for the little fat worm, there was no reason to do anything to him.

The two didn't speak again, and this time, Zuo Feiang walked in front of Chu Cheng.

As we continue to move forward, it has become inaccessible, and even the movement underground is unhearable.

Ahead, there is only one mountain. Around the mountain, it is surrounded by lakes on all sides.

The river is clear, there are no lotus leaves, and there are no cattails. Only clear water can see stones, and fish can be seen.

Zuo Feiang trampled on the surface of the river and walked towards the mountain on the other side.

When he lowered his head halfway, he looked at the slender shadow behind him, which continued at his side in the light.

Suddenly, he stopped. It seems that I have made up my mind to pay attention.

Zuo Feiang turned around, looked at the figure behind him with blazing eyes, and said seriously: "Zuo wants to see His Highness the Netherworld, and he wants to see him very much." ”

When Chu Cheng looked up, he seemed to see a round of scorching sun, which appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

This is already an obsession, and it is difficult to endure without seeing it for a day.

Chu Cheng didn't want to see the Lord of the Netherworld, and it wasn't difficult.

It's not lovesickness. For Zuo Feiang, it was admiration. For Chu Cheng, it is to seek an answer.

It's attachment, an incomparably strong attachment.

Zuo Feiang looked at the white-haired man in front of him for a long time. Finally take a deep breath.

The light in those eyes shone even brighter.

"I want to see His Highness the Netherworld. If... It was never possible before. She is like this piece of heaven, as if it is close at hand. But in the midst of his hand, he can never reach it. ”

"But that's just the past, and now... Zuo had a chance to meet His Highness the Netherworld. ”