Chapter 40 Underworld
Hearing Zhang Tianlu's words, Huang Daxiangu nodded her little head. She still felt that she was right. Although he was a fool, he was a good person who was not afraid of danger and went up the mountain to collect herbs in order to save people.

Zhang Tianlu looked at the bonfire and asked Zheng Wenjie, the strange man, with a curious look on his face: "Brother, the three ghosts were surrounding this bonfire before I came. These three ghosts, as you said, have no brains, so how did this bonfire start?"

Zheng Wenjie looked at him with some relief. This idiot had been with the three ghosts for such a long time, but he hadn't noticed so many flaws just now. Now he could actually ask questions.

As an ordinary person, after being frightened for a whole night, not to mention the psychological symptoms, the various stress reactions of the body alone are enough to make him suffer. However, Zhang Tianlu has returned to normal, as if he was not the one who was almost hanged.

“…Brother, what’s wrong with you?” Zhang Tianlu saw that Zheng Wenjie was just looking at him with a smile and didn’t say anything. He looked around reflexively and asked when he saw that he didn’t find anything.

"I don't know either." Zheng Wenjie said calmly.

Zhang Tianlu was speechless. If you don’t know, then you don’t know. Why are you looking at me like that?

"But I know who knows." Zheng Wenjie spoke again.

Zhang Tianlu: “…”

I also know who knows, but I don’t dare to ask Huang Xian!
Zheng Wenjie pulled the Huang Daxian Gu from his back into his arms. It felt really good, with shiny fur and smooth skin. "What is this ghost weapon?"

Huang Daxian stretched her body, nestled into Zheng Wenjie's arms, and took a comfortable posture: "We have only kept a few ghost weapons in Wuxian Cave for thousands of years. Some special objects have become ghost weapons because they are stained with strong obsessions and merged with ghosts. They have some spirituality."

Zheng Wenjie understood that there is great terror between life and death, and this is also the time when many living beings experience the strongest emotional fluctuations.

Zhang Tianlu secretly glanced at Huang Daxian Gu and asked cautiously, "Why does this ghost weapon harm people?"

"Well, this ghost weapon is not like the ones in our Five Immortals Cave. The ghost that merged with this ghost weapon had bad obsessions before it died. This ghost weapon is like a tiger demon, constantly killing people, turning ghosts into minions, and then attracting people to kill them."

Zheng Wenjie thought of the ghost messenger and asked, "After I die, I become a ghost. Will the ghost messenger not ask about it?"

Huang Daxian Gu raised her head with some pride: "In this area, we Shamans have the final say, and the ghosts in the underworld will not interfere."

Zheng Wenjie looked at Huang Daxiangu with suspicion. There are only five of you, and even if you are added together, you are not enough for me to kill. Are you so powerful that even the underworld can't control you?

Huang Daxian nun touched Zheng Wenjie's hand with her head and said, "Don't disbelieve me. We Shamans have a backer in Kunlun Mountain. Many, many years ago, we made an agreement with the gods in Kunlun Mountain that we Shamans will not leave this area, and the gods will not interfere with this area. This area belongs to us Shamans."

Zhang Tianlu nodded repeatedly, gesticulating a little, and said, "Yes, I've heard the legend. In the past, every household in our area paid tribute to the five great immortals."

"Then how will this person be reincarnated after his death?" Zheng Wenjie asked.

"When people die, they will be reincarnated. The underworld will take them away. The ghost catchers only catch ghosts who want to stay in the human world. There are actually very few such ghosts. For most people, their obsession will fade away seven days after they die."

Zheng Wenjie glanced at Zhang Tianlu, who was listening attentively, and asked the question he also wanted to ask: "What about the ghosts who are still unwilling to reincarnate after the seventh day?"

Huang Daxian Gu said unhappily: "It's ok if these ghosts haven't harmed anyone. If they have, they are fierce ghosts. They will kill people constantly. We Shamans used to deal with them."

Zheng Wenjie nodded. It made sense what they said before. This area is so big, and the cultivation of the five of you is indeed high, but you have experienced the flying skills of Huang Daxiangu and Gui Tongwan. In terms of cultivation, Huang Daxiangu is much stronger than Gui Tongwan, but in terms of control over magic power and micro-manipulation, Huang Daxiangu is not comparable to Gui Tongwan, a monster who often bleeds blood.

"Who is going to deal with these evil spirits now?" Zheng Wenjie asked. Huang Daxian moved her body awkwardly: "Yes, it's the soul ferryman."

Zheng Wenjie thought of Zhao Li whom he met at the beginning and raised his eyebrows: "Isn't the ghost messenger the soul ferryman?"

Huang Daxian Gu was a little anxious. She jumped out of Zheng Wenjie's arms and stood up like a human. Her front paws swung quickly: "The soul ferryman is not the ghost messenger! The ghost messenger is from the underworld, and the soul ferryman is from the underworld."

Zheng Wenjie squatted in front of Huang Daxian Gu: "You mean, Huangquan is Huangquan, and the underworld is the underworld?"

Huang Daxian Gu was a little discouraged, and said like a pitiful child: "Our Shamanism is getting worse every year. We can't deal with all the evil spirits in this land. Besides, the last Meng Po in Huangquan has been dead for more than a thousand years. Huangquan has also become a part of the underworld."

Zheng Wenjie thought of the legend in his previous life that Meng Po passed Meng Po soup to ghosts on the Naihe Bridge, and asked curiously, "Who killed Meng Po?"

"I heard from my grandmother that it was an Arhat who killed Meng Po. My grandmother also said that it was all a conspiracy by the Hades A Cha, who lured the Arhat to the underworld to kill Meng Po so that he could control the entire underworld."

"The King of Hell, A-Cha, doesn't give face to the gods on Mount Kunlun, and our Shamanism is also weak. There is nothing we can do but pretend that we can't see these soul ferrymen." Huang Daxiangu sighed.

Zheng Wenjie still had many questions he wanted to ask. Only by understanding everything in this world could he clearly understand the path ahead. However, the increasingly loud rumbling sound in Zhang Tianlu's stomach made Zheng Wenjie stop asking questions. There was still a long way to go, so there was no need to rush.

Huang Daxian Gu did not resist, and Zheng Wenjie hugged her again. Zheng Wenjie looked at Zhang Tianlu and asked, "Brother, have you collected the herbs?"

Zhang Tianlu took out a small cloth bag from his arms, still unsatisfied. He was listening attentively. These supernatural things broadened his horizons. "I have picked some, but unfortunately I only found Polygonum multiflorum. This Polygonum multiflorum tastes sweet and slightly bitter, and has the effect of nourishing the heart and calming the mind."

Zheng Wenjie nodded and said, "Then, buddy, hurry down the mountain. You won't encounter these things again along the way."

"Um, brother, brother." Zhang Tian took two steps forward and stammered but still said, "Brother, it's dark and the road is slippery. Why don't we go to our village to rest first? I, I also want to ask Huang Xian to go and see the girl. I know the rules. The girl's husband is a hunter, and he can provide Huang Xian with all the livestock."

When Wong Tai Sin heard the words "animals and livestock", she suddenly became lively, turned over in Zheng Wenjie's arms, and stared at Zheng Wenjie with her round little eyes.

"Okay, you lead the way, and we can solve this problem as soon as possible." Zheng Wenjie said to Zhang Tianlu, and then tapped Huang Daxian Gu's little head with his finger: "Why don't you call me senior now?"

"Well, you are a good man, and although you are very powerful, you are definitely not very old and know less than my younger generation."

"You are such a clever little guy. Being a good person is the most important thing, right?"

"Of course, you are a good person and you won't hurt me for no reason." After saying that, Wong Tai Sin rubbed Zheng Wenjie's chest again.

Huang Daxian Gu stared at Zhang Tianlu again: "I don't want any livestock, I want chicken, boiled or roasted, I want it all!"

Changli Village at the foot of Changbai Mountain
Hunter Liu glanced at his wife who was still mumbling to herself with her eyes open, left the house, locked the door, squatted on the steps and sighed. His newly married wife was fine when he married her, but went crazy as soon as she left the bridal chamber. How could he explain this to her family?

He didn't know that when he locked the door, his wife in the house shut her mouth, looked terrified, and stared at the shadow passing down from the eaves.

(End of this chapter)