"Next, you can rest for a month, feel the atmosphere of the underworld well, and then you will be on the second mission!"

"So, can I go out?" Du Xuan was shocked. He was really interested in what was going on in the underworld.

"Of course, as a wandering soul, I can already cover up my existence. I am not afraid of being stolen. You can naturally move freely." Old Bu replied, "However, you'd better just stay in the city of Wudian and don't go out at will. The environment outside is not very good and very dangerous!"

"City of Death in the Unjust? So, I am a person who died in the Unjust?" Du Xuan asked.

"So what? Now let you choose whether you will go back to be a human being or be a ghost here?" Old Bu said indifferently.

Du Xuan was speechless when he heard this.

...

Du Xuan couldn't wait to go out. As soon as he opened the door, a dizzy flush appeared in front of him, and an inexplicable sense of heat arose. Before the doubt arose, the heat turned into a sense of pleasure and flowed all over his body. At this moment, Du Xuan even felt that his cultivation had improved.

"Huh!"

Du Xuan looked up and saw a blood-red sun hanging in the sky. The blazing light shone through the dark clouds, bringing him continuous heat and pleasure.

"Hey, can't there be a sun in the underworld?" Old Master Bu looked strange, "Without the sun, where does your wandering soul absorb the yang energy, condense the ghost body, and promote the ghost soldier! You will know slowly in the future that the underworld is not only the place where all the spirits of heavens are reincarnated, but also a complete world!"

"It seems that I really need to understand it well!"

Du Xuan has accepted memory inheritance, but because his strength is too poor, most of them are sealed, and he needs to absorb it step by step. Now, although his strength is still not very good, it is indeed a world of difference compared to before, and he can absorb some memory. He feels that at least he has to understand some common sense things. Otherwise, if he makes a mistake in this, he will lose his mind.

Du Xuan secretly absorbed the inheritance of memory while walking. The street where he was located was empty and there was no ghost. However, he was not surprised because he already knew something about it through the absorption of memory.

The City of Death, as the name suggests, carries the souls of those who die in vain.

When the soul of a person who dies in vain comes here, there are two choices. One is to live here temporarily and wait for his life to end and reincarnate again; the other is to give up reincarnation and stay in the underworld as a member of the ghost clan forever. The latter is also divided into two types. One is to serve the Lord of the Wude City, and through step by step merit accumulation, promotion and blessing, and embark on the road to the gods; the other is to practice hard on your own, practice the method of immortality, and become a free and sanitary person in the underworld. The former can stay in the Wude City forever, while the latter must leave and die after being promoted to the ghost soldier.

Depending on the choices, three major regions, namely, the creation of gods, cultivation of immortals, and reincarnation, plus the city area of ​​transactions, are the entire city of Wushen.

Where Du Xuan is, it is naturally the Immortal Cultivation Area. The entire structure of the underworld is a divine system, and it is naturally more smooth to take the path of enthroning the gods, so there are very few ghosts who choose to practice immortality. In addition, those who leave and are in seclusion, the deserted scene in front of him are the norm. However, he naturally does not come to experience loneliness, so he goes directly to the city area.

Before the city was far away, all kinds of sounds came from afar, making them extremely noisy. Moreover, the road was no longer empty, and there were many ghosts in groups of three or five.

The most numerous among them are the ghosts that looked similar to when Du Xuan first came to the underworld. However, the difference is that they were all wearing gorgeous clothes. These clothes are not the kind of ghosts that Du Xuan transformed into his own ghosts, but real clothes. These people talked about nothing else on the road, they were all about eating, drinking and having fun, as if they were all rich bosses in the mundane world.

"This treatment is really good!" Du Xuan commented with a smile.

Through memory, he learned that people who die in vain must wait until their lifespan is over when they choose to be reincarnated, and during this period, they can enjoy all their happiness in the city of vain. Of course, the free is only basic, and if you want to enjoy additional treatment, you have to exchange your life. However, even if the human race is in the world, it is still a rich man when he arrives in the underworld. The total life of the soul of 80,000 years is only used for enjoyment, which is enough to be squandered.

"The short-sighted person!" Old Master Bu sneered when he heard Du Xuan's words, "Don't look at them all very happy now. When the time comes, when the evil mirror is on the stage, they will suffer a lot!"

"It's not true! Is there no good people here?" Du Xuan defended casually.

"No, I can guarantee that there is no one!" Mr. Bu said firmly, "The underworld itself is a complete world, and it also needs to manage the cycle of reincarnation in all heavens and all realms. All ghosts and gods are short of, and good people are also picked out at the first time."

"I said why are there fewer and fewer good people in the world, more and more bad people, and all kinds of animals appearing in endless streams. It's the root of it in the underworld!" Du Xuan was moved by the general environment he was in during his lifetime and complained without hesitation.

"What are you talking nonsense? That's because of your material desires in the world, don't shirk responsibility to the underworld!" Mr. Bu naturally could not agree, "Although those who were reincarnated from the underworld have no good people, those evil people have drunk Mengpo soup before they are reincarnated, and their souls have long been washed away."

"It's hard to guarantee that there will be no remnants. I have heard a lot of Suhui incidents!"

"That's a gift!"

...

Du Xuan and Bu Lao said in plain language and walked into the city.

This time, good guy! Games, singing and dancing, juggling, cockfighting dogs, dragon and lion dance are just like the New Year on earth, and are very different from the underworld market they imagined before. However, Du Xuan was not rejected by this, and he was happily shopping and enjoying it.

"How to sell buns?" Du Xuan asked.

“Twelve ones a year, absolutely affordable!”

"Is this handsome and elegant title worthy of it?"

"Little brother, I know you are a consignee at the sight. This is a wonderful art of immortals - Yushu Linfeng! If you buy it, you will be sure to be despaired by the female ghosts in the world, and you will not need to pay for it if you enter the brothel! You only have three years of life!"

...

Walking along the way, Du Xuan also discovered a secret while visiting casually. "There is no ordinary ghost in the performance of the stall here!"

"I can see it!" Mr. Bu smiled and said, "The best money for a fool is to make. If you don't make money, you won't make money in vain! Look at the front!"

Du Xuan looked at it and saw an embroidery building. A female ghost with a veil and couldn't see her face clearly stood quietly. Downstairs were a group of ghosts tilted their heads to bid.

"I'll be born for thirty years, thirty years!"

"Go to your new arrival. Miss Miaomiao is so charming. I want to get into the curtain at this point. Get out as soon as possible!"

"I've been eighty years!"

"One hundred years!"

...

"I'll be born for three hundred years!"

A fat man with a chubby figure and like a ball roared, suppressing all the other sounds. He seemed to enjoy the shocked gazes of everyone, and a arrogant attitude of a victor, followed the female ghost who was leading into the embroidery building.

"She used illusion!" Du Xuan was the peak wandering soul at the mid-stage peak. Although he didn't know much magic, he still saw the true appearance of the woman in the embroidery building with his strength. Although it can also be called beauty, it is above the level and completely incompatible with the madness below.

“Isn’t this illegal?”

"You're thinking so much!" Old Bu smiled and asked, "Is it illegal for you to have plastic surgery in the world?"

Du Xuan was speechless. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of isolation from the lively and noisy scene in front of him, as if he was independent of the world.

"Let's go, this place is no longer suitable for me!" Du Xuan no longer had a smile on his face.

"You will develop this heart, which is the beginning of transcendence!" Mr. Bu praised sincerely.
Chapter completed!