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It's over, as expected, in the Underworld, even the System disappeared.

However, when he thought about it again, he realized that was not right. The auntie from before had said that he had a strong sense of vitality.

Countless questions came up, Hu Xiao'er did not know what to do.

The other soldier nodded in embarrassment.

"That's right, that year there was a famine, and I was completely starved to death! Look at the people now, every day they eat and drink to their heart's content. "In the end, none of them died."

Both of them started sniffing at the same time.

"Lil 'White, do you smell anything weird?"

"Smell it, it's Yang Qi!"

Immediately, the gazes of the two people were locked onto Hu Xiao'er who was standing by the side of the road.

A surprised expression immediately appeared on his face.

Blackie placed his hand on the knife at his waist and carefully walked over.

"What the hell are you?"

What is this? Hu Xiao'er did not understand.

"I'm not a ghost, I'm a human."

"People?" Blackie was somewhat shocked.

Whitey, who was beside him, pointed to the ground and exclaimed, "Dahei, look! There's a shadow of this guy!"

Blackie lowered his head to look. Indeed, there was a shadow beneath this fellow's feet. Furthermore, it was well-known that ghosts did not have a shadow.

Only humans had shadows.

Thus, the two ghosts both pulled out their scimitars from their waists and placed them on Hu Xiao'er's neck.

"Speak!" Why did you come to the Underworld alone? And how did you get here? "

Hu Xiao'er helplessly expressed that he did not know why he was here, and so he spoke of his previous experiences.

After listening to Hu Xiao'er's explanation, Big Black and Little White, the two officials from the Underworld, looked at each other in dismay.

"You didn't lie to us, did you?"

Hu Xiao'er shook his head. He was so innocent, how could he lie? "Ugh …" It was a lie.

Lil 'White scratched his chin and said, "So you're a Daoist?"

Thus, he took out the order badge from his waist and placed it in front of Hu Xiao'er.

Suddenly, a "Yuan" word appeared on the token.

The two ghost servant s looked at each other and spoke in unison, "Primordial Spirit!"

"I never thought that people truly had primordial spirits. This is the first time I've seen one after so many years!" As he spoke, the two ghost servant s kept their blades.

"Let's go!" Since you don't know where it came from, we'll take you to the Ghost sect. "

"The place to check the human archives."

Hu Xiao'er followed the two ghost servant to an ancient building. When Hu Xiao'er raised his head, he saw two large words written on the board: "Fair and clean".

This was the Ghost sect?

Hu Xiao'er followed the two ghosts into the hall.

Countless people wearing the same clothes as the two ghost servant, Big Black and Little White, walked back and forth in the hall, going in and out.

"Go, get your number!" As he said that, he pulled Hu Xiao'er to the side and brought out a number plate from a crossword, which had "21" written on it.

"Fuck, I have to wait that long!" Blackie shook his head and then pulled Hu Xiao'er to line up in the hall.

It turned out that he also had to queue up in the Underworld, Hu Xiao'er felt helpless.

Hu Xiao'er didn't know if coming to the Underworld was a good thing or bad thing, but he felt that it was this kind of heaven's will.

No matter what, not everyone could visit the Underworld.

As long as he could return to the human world later, all of this would not be a problem.

After waiting for who knows how long, it was finally Hu Xiao'er's turn.

A hoarse and low voice sounded: "Number 21!"

Thus, Dahei and Whitey brought Hu Xiao'er into the room.

The entire room was filled with resplendent gold and jade. A dragon throne was placed right in front of them, and a white-haired old man sat on it.

The old man held a banana leaf fan and leisurely fanned himself with his eyes closed.

He picked up the cup of tea on the table and was about to take a sip when he sniffed.

"What's that smell?" This tea actually has the scent of yang energy. "

The two ghost servant s were speechless, and immediately said: "Master, it's the smell of a human."

The old man opened his eyes in confusion, and stared straight at Hu Xiao'er.

"Are you human?"

Hu Xiao'er nodded: "I'm human, but I don't know why I'm here."

The old man looked confused, but he closed his eyes and started to count.

However, not long after, the wrinkles on his forehead deeply appeared as he muttered to himself in a flustered manner.

"Eh? How is this possible? It doesn't make sense! "

"Master, what's the situation?" Little White asked.

The old man extended his hand, indicating that he should not disturb him. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "Young man, I can't find out who you are. I can't find out who you are, and I can't even find out in the underworld."

Hu Xiao'er was also stunned, it can't be, I'm only eighteen years old, I've lived for eighteen years in this world, yet I can't find my identity.

The old man quickly stood up and slowly walked towards Hu Xiao'er.

"Lad, tell me about what happened before. I'll help you analyze it."

Therefore, Hu Xiao'er said it without holding back.

With that, the old man fell into deep thought.

A Daoist Priest's body was injured by the evil ghost before he arrived in the Underworld.

However, his yang aura told everyone that he was not dead.

Well, it was a tricky question.

Just as he was speaking, a loud and clear voice resounded throughout the Ghost Clan.

"The King of Hell has arrived!"

All the ghost servant present kneeled down on one knee.

The old man also patted his body and knelt down.

Hu Xiao'er did not understand, but he was pulled down by Blackie who was beside him to kneel on the ground.

The door opened and a dark skinned man with bull-like eyes walked in. He wore a crown on his head and a robe that seemed to be made of gold and black.

"Respectful Hell King!" Everyone cheered.

"Exempt! Exempt! All of you get up!" Eh? "Where's Brother Hu?" Hades glanced around.

Then, he sniffed the air and walked towards Hu Xiao'er with an ecstatic look on his face.

Hades held onto Hu Xiao'er's shoulder and laughed out loud, "Brother Hu, it's really you!"

Hu Xiao'er looked at it in shock. What did it call him? Brother Hu?

Brother?! Is Hades mistaken?

Hu Xiao'er was grabbed on the shoulder, and shook back and forth. It was as if he was throwing a chicken neck, and his head immediately felt dizzy.