Chapter 1457: A Night Tour of the Netherworld

Hu Xinyue lay on Jiang Hao, dantian to dantian, the spiritual power exchange between the two sides became more and more smooth. After two or three hours, she was surprised to find that Jiang Hao's body had changed.

Originally, many parts of Jiang Hao were burned into charcoal by the thunder, but now these parts began to fall off and new flesh grew from inside.

Hu Xinyue was shocked. It turned out that Mr. Jiang really knew the secret of resurrection. Such a serious injury could be healed so quickly.

She got out of bed to help Jiang Hao clean the dirt. With a wave of her hand, the hard shell ash that fell off Jiang Hao's body disappeared, revealing Jiang Hao's white body.

Miss Hu felt very embarrassed when she saw the man's body.

But she would not give up. Mr. Jiang risked his life to save her. Now that this method works, she will save him at all costs.

Hu Xinyue lay on Jiang Hao again, dantian combined, and spiritual power flowed between the two again. After another two hours, Hu Xinyue suddenly felt a weak heartbeat, and then the heartbeat became stronger and stronger, slowly returning to normal.

"Bang, bang, bang~~~!"

The two of them pressed their bodies together, their hearts were close together, and they could clearly feel each other's heartbeats. Sometimes their heartbeats would overlap, as if one heart was beating. This feeling was so wonderful, the little fox thought, it turns out that the heartbeats of two people can really be in sync.

The beating heart meant that Jiang Hao could live. After checking his meridians, Hu Xinyue found that they were flowing normally.

After a while, Jiang Hao breathed again, his chest kept rising and falling, and Hu Xinyue lay on the man's chest.

She looked at Jiang Hao, who still had his eyes closed, and her eyes were full of joy. Young Master Jiang really recovered, but she didn't know when he would wake up.

But she didn't know that Jiang Hao's soul was wandering in the underworld at this time.

After Jiang Hao was struck by the thunder, his soul left his body all of a sudden, and then he came to a place that was dark and cold, and there was a dead air around him.

He was sure that this was dead air, because he was very familiar with this kind of dead air, and the space of death was filled with this kind of dead air everywhere.

The first thought that came to Jiang Hao's mind was that he might have come to the netherworld.

The surrounding death energy began to invade Jiang Hao's soul after it came into contact with him, but Jiang Hao was not afraid. He had practiced with death for so long that his soul became very powerful and almost reached a solid state. These death energies had no effect on him at all.

Moreover, his soul was very familiar with this kind of death energy. He played with death every day. The death energy of that girl was so strong that no one in the world could compare. Jiang Hao's soul was like taking a bath in more than a thousand degrees of iron water every day. Today, when he came to the hot spring bath, the death energy here had no effect on him at all.

Even if Jiang Hao's soul was not strong, he had a way to cast Taoist spells to keep these death energies out, but that method would consume the power of the soul.

It was empty here. Jiang Hao flew forward. After a short while, he broke through a fog and came to a space. He saw countless ghosts in front of him, all floating forward unconsciously. Finally, after passing a bridge, Jiang Hao saw the three words "Naihe Bridge" written on the stone tablet, and he was shocked.

He really arrived in the underworld.

Every person crossing the bridge will automatically line up. There is a table in front of him with a bowl on the table. When the people in line pass by, they will automatically pick up the bowl and drink it. After drinking, they put the bowl down, and the bowl will automatically have another bowl of soup, and the next person will automatically drink it.

Jiang Hao was shocked. These should be people who have been reincarnated. They crossed the Naihe Bridge, drank Mengpo soup, and then entered the six reincarnations to reincarnate again.

But now there is no ghost messenger around. These people are just walking forward by themselves. Everything seems to be arranged by the program.

He remembered the fog and death that he had passed through before. The death did not invade his soul, but what about these people? Ordinary people could not resist it at all. Did they inhale the fog, so they became confused and began to follow the procedure.

He did not cross the Naihe Bridge, and left here to turn to other places. Not far away, he suddenly saw a hall with a plaque hanging on it, with the three words "Yan Luo Hall" written on it.

There was no ghost general jailer guarding the door. He stepped on the steps and walked in. It didn't take long to reach the hall. The underworld, the dead realm, and the dead realm were ruled by the Lord of Hell, but the hall was empty. There were no ghosts, no cow-headed horse-faced, no black and white impermanence, no judges, and no Lord of Hell.

However, Jiang Hao found something and walked forward to check. On the table of the main seat of the hall, there was a big seal. Jiang Hao thought, could it be the seal of Lord of Hell?

He wanted to pick it up to see, but found that he couldn't move it at all. He used his greatest strength, but the seal didn't move at all.

On a table next to him, Jiang Hao found a thick book with a brush next to it. Jiang Hao thought, this could not be the famous "Book of Life and Death" and "Judge's Pen", so he went to check, but he found that he still couldn't lift these two things.

Standing in the hall, Jiang Hao frowned and thought.

The underworld Yama is in charge of reincarnation, but now all the Yama ghosts in this world are gone. Those who died will only reincarnate in a daze according to the program, as if it is an automatic program, no one controls it, only automatic operation.

This world is the same. The statues of gods and Buddhas in the temple have lost their spirituality, the gods have collected their Dharma bodies and left, the Yama ghosts have left, the City God and the underworld have left, and the land god has also left. What is left in this world?

Is it only demons and monsters? !

Recalling the great wish made by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva that day, "I will never become a Buddha until hell is empty." Jiang Hao smiled. Hell is not empty, but all the officials and administrators are empty.

Jiang Hao looked at the Great Seal of Lord Yan, the Book of Life and Death, and the Judge's Pen on the table, and thought to himself that these were good things, and he didn't know if he could take them away.

He walked to the table again and moved it hard again, but the treasures still didn't move. He held these treasures and absorbed them into the golden space, but there was still no response.

Alas~ What a pity.

Jiang Hao sighed.

But it's not easy to come here. You have to take something with you anyway. He looked around again.

He discovered that there were two rows of sticks placed on the walls on both sides of the hall. These sticks were about eyebrow length, with a shin length at the bottom that was red, and the others were black. Jiang Hao knew that these were the water and fire sticks used in the government hall.

The name of the water-fire stick is "water-fire", which means "water-fire" does not tolerate personal affection. It is a sharp weapon used by government officials to warn and kill people.

Jiang Hao walked over and grabbed a stick.

Good weight,

He gritted his teeth hard.

With a squeak, Jiang Hao finally picked up the stick in his hand, and then his heart moved. The water and fire stick disappeared with a swish, and was taken into the golden space by him.

Jiang Hao was overjoyed. His golden space was still awesome and he could use it even in his soul state.

Although I don’t know what these water and fire sticks are for or how powerful they are, taking them away may be a hundred times more powerful than not taking them away, so I immediately reached out to grab the second one.

Jiang Hao used all his strength to collect each stick. He would take a break after collecting a few sticks. He counted the water and fire sticks twice and found that there were twenty-four sticks in total. He had already collected twelve sticks on one side.

Huhu~!

After taking a few breaths tiredly, he walked to the other side and continued to collect them. After an unknown amount of time, he finally put all the twenty-four water and fire sticks into the space. Jiang Hao dragged his tired body and sat down on Yan Jun's chair.

This chair is the widest and most comfortable to sit on.

Touching the jade seal, Jiang Hao murmured, "If Yama, the underworld, is not around, who will protect the human world and clear away the evil spirits of heaven and earth? Old man Zhuge said he wanted to change the world and rebuild the universe. Do you have to do all this by yourself?"

"This task is so damn difficult!"

While Jiang Hao was thinking, he only felt a pulling force. This feeling was too familiar. He often encountered it when he got together with Death Girl. He was about to be resurrected. In the next moment, Jiang Hao's consciousness returned to his body.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of beautiful big eyes looking at her. The distance between the two was so close that they could feel each other's breathing.

Immediately afterwards, the body's feelings returned to his brain, and then he felt that there was a spiritual power flowing back and forth between the two people's dantian, forming a perfect cycle.

"Mr. Jiang, you're awake!" Hu Xinyue suddenly showed surprise on her face when she saw Jiang Hao open his eyes.

"Wake up." Jiang Hao smiled at the woman.

After the surprise, Hu Xinyue suddenly realized something.

Her pretty pink face immediately turned bright red, and her body temperature suddenly increased.

Rub~!

The little fox swooped out of the brocade quilt. The moment he landed, he transformed into a long white dress. Not daring to look at Jiang Hao, he twisted his waist slightly and left the boudoir. Then Jiang Hao heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

The girl ran away.

Jiang Hao smiled. From the feeling just now, he could guess that Hu Xinyue must have found that the spiritual exchange cycle was beneficial to her recovery, so this scene occurred.

Thinking of a girl who recovered for you, Jiang Hao felt only grateful.

But that moment.

Not long after, there was another sound from the stairs. Not long after, a pretty little maid wearing a green robe came over, holding a set of clothes in her hand. She smiled when she saw Jiang Hao, "Mr. Jiang, this is for you." I have asked the servant to boil hot water for you to take a bath."

"Let it go." Jiang Hao said.

"Sir, my name is Cui'er. Can Cui'er help you get dressed?" the little maid said crisply.

"No, no, just let me go and do it by myself. You can go down first." Jiang Hao said.

At this moment, his body under the quilt was naked.

Cui'er put down her clothes and left the room. Giggling could be heard from the stairs. Jiang Hao knew that the little girl was laughing at him.

After getting dressed and going downstairs, Cui Er led Jiang Hao to the bathroom. The hot water was already prepared. Jiang Hao took a bath and washed away the new dirt on his body. His whole body became extremely refreshing again. After taking a bath, Cui Er brought him a bath. When Jiang Hao put on the white robe, he suddenly looked handsome and elegant.

"Sir, the master is hosting a banquet in the front hall and is waiting for me to invite you over," Cui'er said.

Walking in the inner courtyard of the Hu family, the pavilions, rockeries and ponds were even more beautiful than Jiang Hao's other courtyard. Jiang Hao asked, "Miss Cui'er, where is Miss Hu?"

Cui'er looked back at Jiang Hao, pursed her lips and smiled, then lowered her voice and said, "Sir, the lady is still shy and has hid in her practice room."