My enemies became my companions

Chapter 337: Passing the Gate of Hell (Three-in-one extra chapter)

After setting the hall on fire, Chen Yi released all of Wu Chang Ye's so-called concubines. Not only did he receive their gratitude, but he also got some new clues.

There was never a clue.

After Chen Yi read it, he temporarily put it away so that the nun would not find it, and left the yard and continued on his way. He found a place to rest on the way, and then
"I told you to be gentler, I told you to be gentler!"

"That's enough! That's enough!"

The dark blue bonfire was burning, and the shadows reflected on the stone wall sometimes overlapped and sometimes formed bridges. The sound-proofing scrolls on the wall swayed slightly with the crackling sound of the flames.

He was wearing dark casual clothes and a loose white Taoist robe. His peach wood sword was suppressed under Hou Kang's sword. Min Ning's Wu Za Nian stood far away in the corner, silent, and the place was almost a mess.

After an unknown amount of time, it finally stopped.

Yin Weiying fell limply on the bed, breathing heavily. When Chen Yi leaned over and hugged her, she instinctively wanted to push him away, but in the end she couldn't.

Whenever he touched her, she would tremble and then stiffen, and only slowly calm down after a long time.

Chen Yi gently stroked her skin and felt the slightly raised goose bumps on his palm.

The little fox used to be like this too. At that time, she was not only not used to Chen Yi touching her, but she also hated and feared Chen Yi. But later, she slowly got used to it, suppressed her fear, and was not so afraid anymore.

But Yin Weiying seemed to never get used to it. Now she didn't move in his arms, only the sound of her breathing hit Chen Yi's chest.

For Yin Weiying, every night was like sleeping with a tiger.

The fear of the road to immortality being shattered turned him into ignorance and remained in her heart.

Most of the time, Chen Yi didn't care about the woman's fear, not to mention that fear and love are never things that can't coexist.

The nun's body was still tense. Chen Yi moved closer and pecked her thin lips lightly.

She quickly raised her eyes to glance at him, then quickly lowered them again. She asked softly:
"Husband, are we going to the gates of hell next?"

"Well, after passing through the Ghost Gate and walking to the right, you will reach the Second Yama Palace."

"I thought... after passing through the Ghost Gate, one must walk across the Naihe Bridge..." Yin Weiying said in a clear voice, "That's why the saying goes 'walk outside the Ghost Gate' instead of 'walk inside the Ghost Gate'."

"It's true what's written in the book, but souls have their own paths, and ghost messengers have their own paths."

Chen Yi said so.

The road after Ghost Gate leads to Naihe Bridge, where Mengpo Soup is sold. But since there is Yangguan Avenue, there is also a narrow path, and this path can bypass Naihe Bridge, like an express lane for employees.

After walking along that narrow path, you will be close to the ghost town.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi said softly:

"The ghost town there is called Yingdu, which also has the word 'Ying' in it."

Yin Weiying, there is a "Ying" character in his name, Weiying, Weiying...

"The King of Hell is called King Chujiang, and Yingdu was the capital of the State of Chu during the Spring and Autumn Period.

The nun lowered her eyes and said nonchalantly:
"The road to Ying is far away, and the rivers and lakes are impassable... My name comes from here."

"Chu Ci?"

In the reflection of the firelight, Chen Yi's eyes illuminated her neck as white as mutton fat and her hair that flowed like a waterfall.

The hair crown fell not far away.

"Hmm..." Yin Weiying replied weakly.

She mentioned the name, and Chen Yi thought of his many confidantes, and said with emotion:

"He's really cultured... He has the same idea as the little fox."

Yin Weiying responded calmly: "We are all princesses, so it should be so."

"A case like Min Ning is much simpler. His given name is 'Ning' and his courtesy name is 'Yuechi', which seems to be quite self-explanatory." Chen Yi said lightly.

Hearing Chen Yi mention Min Ning, Yin Weiying snorted slightly and said lightly:
"Although the Min family was once a new noble, their foundation is shallow and they are a military household. Being able to read is considered a natural talent."

She and Min Ning had always had a feud, even if she was wrong, but after hearing her slightly sarcastic words, Chen Yi was not angry, but still smiled:

"At that time, if it was Min Ning, he would be very happy to see me doing good deeds, unlike you... who would ask me if I was some senior."

As soon as she heard the words, Yin Weiying frowned slightly. If this wasn't a scolding to her, what was it?
The nun said unwillingly, "Why should I be like her?"

"That's good. I like you like this."

These words were strangely pleasing to the ear, and the nun's tense body relaxed.

"...I'm glad you understand." Yin Weiying raised her eyes, pursed her lips and said softly, "With her personality, she won't call you husband."

After saying that, she closed her eyes.

Amid the sound of the burning bonfire, Chen Yi felt that the person in his arms was much softer than before, and she was slowly falling asleep.

After a long time, she had fallen asleep completely. Chen Yi did not make any excessive movements, but just touched the ground with his free hand.

The clue found in Master Wuchang's yard fell into his hands.

It was a missing person notice. There was no picture on it, but three words were printed on it:
Yin Wei Ying.

The next morning, we set off again.

After passing the Soul-Gathering Valley where Lord Wuchang is and climbing over the mountain, the road becomes much flatter. There are no more cliffs where you can fall if you take a wrong step. There are occasional bumps and forks along the way, but they are passed quickly. The potholes on the ground are filled with stones or wooden boards, which shows that it is close to the gates of hell and the road is maintained and cared for.

There is no distinction between day and night in the gloomy underworld, so apart from fortune-telling, it is difficult to accurately determine how many days have passed. Chen Yi judged based on his physical sensation that about four or five days had passed, while Yin Weiying casually calculated and found that a full six days had passed.

Time passes faster than expected.

But it doesn't matter whether you go slower or faster. You will eventually have to pass through the gates of hell and go to the ghost town. One or two days won't make a difference.

Chen Yi had been thinking about the Ghost Gate all the way. It was true that he had Lord Wuchang's token with him, but the token alone was not enough.

If I remember correctly, he did not enter the ghost town through the Ghost Gate, but passed through the Ghost Gate when he came out of the ghost town. Even so, it was very troublesome.

When he was leaving the gates of hell in his previous life, he also went through a lot of arrangements and almost ran up and down the gates of hell. In the end, he even got a cup of the best girl's red wine for the bad-tempered general guarding the gate, and then he successfully left.

It is like this when leaving the country, and it should be even more difficult to pass the country.

Especially the general guarding the pass, he was inflexible and extremely difficult to persuade.

The key is that he is a loyal person and enforces the law impartially as a ghost. It seems that he is the only honest official in the entire Ghost Gate, and it is difficult to bribe him.

Chen Yi took a deep breath and prepared himself to deal with the situation. He also instructed Yin Weiying on many things along the way.

The wind along the road became colder, the fog heavier, there were more and more corpses on the roadside, and there were more and more scarlet red spider lilies, and their petals were particularly long. Less than ten miles outside the Ghost Gate, it suddenly looked like a sea of ​​flowers, covering the hillside and the stone forest.

A hint of confusion flashed in Chen Yi's eyes.

The ten-mile road was extremely quiet.

Ghost Gate is usually bustling with people. People from southern Xinjiang would go around it to eat some mushrooms. Why is it deserted today?

It's impossible that no one died?
Even if no one dies, there will always be people eating mushrooms, right?
Yin Weiying also felt something was wrong, and a trace of worry appeared on his face:
"The current underworld... is really strange. No matter where there are people doing evil, no one has even set foot outside the Ghost Gate between the two Yama Palaces. What happened in Yingdu Ghost City?"

Based on his experience in his previous life, Chen Yi could naturally answer that it was the late emperor's spirit that was taking over the body of King Chujiang in the ghost city of Yingdu, but the current changes in the situation made him a little uncertain.

However, no matter what, they had to first see the situation at the Ghost Gate clearly. After Yin Weiying told them about their fortune, the two continued on their way.

The majestic city gate tower stands between the mountains and rivers. Not far away is a broken stone cliff, and below is the blue Styx River flowing. It is very quiet.

Along the way, not to mention people, there was not even a single ghost in sight. However, the chilling and ominous aura was far stronger than any other place before. Yin Weiying had no choice but to use both hands to perform the Golden Light Body Protection Technique, while the red gold relic in Chen Yi's arms began to emit Buddha's light on its own.

When approaching the Ghost Gate, he could see the plaque on the city gate tower from afar, "The Ghost Gate of the Hell" Chen Yi looked around and discovered some details.

Broken swords and guns were buried in the ground. Looking up, it looked like an ancient battlefield.

Has someone attacked the gates of hell?

Chen Yi was confused for a moment. When he arrived at the gate tower of Guimenguan, he looked inside and subconsciously put his hand on the hilt of the knife.

Under the gate tower of Ghost Gate, there are hundreds and thousands of heads of men, women, ghosts, living people, monsters... piled up together, forming a Jingguan from bottom to top!
The largest of the Jingguan, at the top, was the head of the general guarding the pass! This horrifying scene appeared before him, not to mention Yin Weiying, even Chen Yi's hand on the hilt of the knife trembled slightly, followed by a wave of confusion.

All the plans that had been made before were instantly scrapped, and everyone in the ghost gate had no place to bury their bodies, whether they were human or ghost.

Just as he was thinking, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the dead heads with their eyes open in the Jingguan all fell to the ground and screamed!

Chen Yi turned around and saw a towering figure like a hill slowly approaching from the shadows. Along with it was the sound of armor rubbing against each other, broken arrows stuck in the armor, hideous scratches from swords and knives, and a large spear. The cloth wrapped around the body had the word "Deng" painted on it!

Deng Ai?!
When the figure emerged from the shadows, Chen Yi and Yin Weiying's pupils shrank almost at the same time.

Especially Yin Weiying, she still can't forget what happened in Huaishui Village to this day.

But what is before us is the underworld, and what appears at this moment is definitely not just a statue of a clone.

The murderous aura emanating from him forced the screaming heads in the Jingguan to shut their mouths one after another.

That's the real body!

Chen Yi's intuition told him that he held the knife and the blade would be unsheathed at any time.

Deng Ai stepped forward step by step and stopped ten feet away.

"I wonder who it is... I thought there might be someone who slipped through the net."

His voice was hoarse, and he said slowly:

"Oh it's you."

Chen Yi was slightly stunned and realized something.

The ghost master, who was originally full of murderous intent, lowered the tip of his spear and said calmly:

"You and I are acquaintances. Do you still remember me?"

After hearing this, Yin Weiying was stunned, while Chen Yi asked in confusion:
"Do you know about Huaishui Village?"

"That place was originally called Huaishui Village... That was my clone, so I naturally know what happened."

A look of reminiscence appeared on the ghost lord's pale face. When he saw Chen Yi, the murderous hostility in his body dissipated. He threw the spear in his hand, then sat back and sat on the Jingguan.

There was a faint sound of bones breaking.

Seeing that he had no hostility, Chen Yi glanced at Yin Weiying. The nun lowered the peach wood sword a little, and Chen Yi's hand also loosened the hilt.

But he was always on guard against Deng Ai's sudden rise.

"Come closer, I won't eat you."

Deng Ai called out to Chen Yi, who was ten feet away, with his hand raised as if he was greeting a relative or friend.

Chen Yi did not hesitate and took a few steps forward. Deng Ai patted the ground and asked him to sit down.

Although he had doubts in his heart, Chen Yi hesitated and finally sat down on the ground.

Deng Ai looked at Chen Yi, then looked at Yin Weiying who was not far away, pointed at him and asked, "Your wife?"

The nun's face turned slightly red and she turned her face away.

Chen Yi said calmly: "Fiancée."

"She is very beautiful, reminds me of Empress Zhen."

Deng Ai sighed and turned his gaze back to Chen Yi.

"You look like you want to ask something. If you have anything to ask, just ask."

After hearing this, Chen Yi looked at the ghost master for a while and said:

"Why are you here, and why are you killing this ghost gate?"

Logically speaking, a great ghost lord like Deng Ai who was recorded in history should be imprisoned in the deepest hell.

Deng Ai raised his head, turned around, looked in the direction of the ghost town and said:
"The ghost town was in chaos, and I don't know why. Someone saved me and I took the opportunity to escape. It's that simple. As for why I wanted to massacre them, these people wanted to stop me, and the people who saved me wanted to kill them all to repay their kindness, so I naturally wanted to massacre them. What's more, when I was taken to this ghost gate, I was bullied in every way by these people."

Deng Ai casually explained the situation in just a few words. Chen Yi could tell from his reaction that he seemed to know very little about the changes in the ghost town.

It is extremely difficult for a prisoner who has been locked up in Tianlao for a long time to understand the situation in the capital, and the same is true for Deng Ai.

Deng Ai turned back to look at Chen Yi and suddenly said:
"I should have killed you."

Chen Yi's hand was already on the hilt of the knife.

The pale face shook his head and smiled, then continued:
"But I have to thank you. That is the last statue of my avatar. If I let it continue to cause harm to the world, my sins in the Book of Life and Death will continue to increase."

Hearing this, Chen Yi caught something.

"You...have you let it go?" Chen Yi said slowly.

"Thousands of years have passed on earth, and you still can't let it go?" Deng Ai asked in return. He sighed and looked around the Jingguan around him: "I have slaughtered this ghost gate, settled all the new and old hatreds, let it go, and I don't have the last bit of obsession anymore."

Chen Yi frowned slightly, confusion spreading in his heart. The current situation was something he had never expected.

The death of Di Guan, the massacre at Guimenguan, Deng Ai's escape from prison, and the missing person order for Yin Weiying...all these clues come together, making it difficult to predict the future direction.

It was as if the established plot in the storybook had undergone an almost drastic change.

But what exactly caused this change?
The answer... should be in the ghost town.

Chen Yi took a deep breath, not caring whether Deng Ai could let it go or not. He was not interested in understanding, but said:
"In that case, we have to leave from the gates of hell."

Unexpectedly, Deng Ai shook his head and said:
"I can't let you go."

Chen Yi was puzzled.

Deng Ai said slowly:
"The person who rescued me asked me to guard the gate of hell and not let anyone pass."

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes and said:

"So...there's nothing to talk about?"

“It’s not like there’s nothing to talk about.”

"Oh?"

Deng Ai raised his head, a hint of melancholy in his eyes, and after a long moment he said:
"You killed one of my clones, I appreciate you, as long as you help me get a bowl of Meng Po soup from Naihe Bridge, I will let you pass."

Go to Naihe Bridge to get a bowl of Mengpo soup?

If it was an ordinary person, it would be fine, but the great ghost lord Deng Ai actually asked for a bowl of Meng Po soup.

Chen Yi was slightly puzzled.

Deng Ai saw this and slowly said:

"I want to be reincarnated."

Chen Yi was even more confused.

"Want to reincarnate?"

"You know Jiang Wei and Jiang Boyao, right?" Deng Ai narrated calmly.

Chen Yi naturally remembered that he used Jiang Wei's door god transformation to win at that time.

Deng Ai looked into the distance, as if recalling the days when he marched through Yinping to defeat Shu.
"Being the ghost master after death, I used to feel majestic and lived up to the reputation. But what people fear most is comparison. Even my defeated enemies have become door gods, enjoying incense and offerings, but I can only suffer thousands of pains in this underworld."

He sat there with a long sigh and said:

"My sins are too deep, my resentment is too great, and I remember too many things. Instead of doing this, it would be better to just drink a bowl of Meng Po soup and be reborn. Then I won't lead any soldiers anymore, and I'll just be a weak scholar.

"I died at the Sanzao Pavilion in Mianzhu that day. I have this and that to blame, but thousands of years have passed, and even if I die with my eyes open, it is useless. In the end, I will be eaten by insects, my body will rot, and I will be covered with a pile of yellow earth. "

(End of this chapter)