Time flies. When Shang Biao heard Yu Jin's footsteps and ended his exercises, he opened his eyes again and it was already time to set off.

Following Yu Jin out of the city, Shang Biao saw the real ancient army for the first time in his life. A dark and dark soul stood quietly with an invisible face.

There are more than ten thousand people, boundless and unobstructed.

Shang Biao estimated that there were about 20,000 to 30,000 these ghosts.

"General Yu, how many soldiers are there?"

"Ten thousand regular troops, and more than ten thousand lonely ghosts who died."

"There are 100,000 ghosts in the city of Wudi?"

"It's only more or less. According to statistics a hundred years ago, there were 500,000 residents in the Wudicheng City, and now it's definitely no longer below this number."

Since Yu Jin was sure and Shang Biao didn't ask much, the matter had been explained clearly anyway, and it had nothing to do with him if he was not in a good position.

When the army set out and reached the edge of the ghost beast, Yu Jin, the leader, raised his hand and the entire army stopped advancing.

"Yu Lie, you lead the army to come out one incense stick after I leave. I will sneak into the Wudian City to cooperate with the people who should seize the city gate."

After Yu Jin gave instructions to the deputy general around him, he took the 100 personal soldiers around him, plus Shang Biao, and Old Man Li walked out of the ghost world.

Shang Biao thought Yu Jin would follow the way he returned yesterday to the city of Wushen. After walking for a while, he found out that Yu Jin had turned to the road to Yinyang Inn.

I don’t know what his plan was, but Shang Biao believed that he did not have such a thousand-year-old native to the underworld, so he did not express any opinions.

A group of hundreds of people quickly passed through Yin and Yang Inn and arrived at the edge of the Wangchuan River.

Yu Jin took out a small white bone boat from his hand. After instilling the Yin power, the white bone boat rose sharply in the storm and landed in the Forgetful River full of evil ghosts.

A boat just loaded with them, and the small boat was moving forward quickly under the control of Yujin.

Feeling the evil spirit of this ship's military soul, the ghosts in the river dare not even show their faces. Without these things, the boat's speed is getting faster and faster.

"General Yu, you can cross the Wangchuan River without having to pass through the Naihe Bridge and rely on magic weapons? Wouldn't Meng Po come out to stop him?"

"Haha, how many of those ghost messengers can pass through the upper and middle bridges when they go to the Naihe Bridge. If it weren't for this method, they would be judged by the evil bridge at the bottom every time they crossed the Naihe Bridge. How dare they appear near the Wangchuan River?"

Yu Jin said with a smile, thinking that Shang Biao had never seen the Forgetful River before, so he asked such common sense questions.

But Shang Biao thought that he was fooled by Meng Po to the Naihe Bridge that day. If Qiongqi's phantom had not swallowed the evil spirit, now he might have become one of the evil spirits in this blood river.

I easily crossed the Forget River by riding a bone boat, but the current Wudi City is different from the deserted place when Shang Biao entered a few days ago.

There was a queue of ghosts waiting to enter the city before the city gate. Yu Jin ordered the increase of the daily tasks of the soul capture team, forcing the lonely ghosts wandering in the wild to enter the city of Wude to hide.

"This is your two of you. When you enter the city, you won't be embarrassed by the ghost messengers who are holding some ghost coins on the road."

Yu Jin's personal guards took out two pieces of yellow paper, three feet long and two feet wide, and handed it to Shang Biao and Old Man Li. This is the way to the underworld, just like a modern ID card.

However, it is much easier to apply for an ID card. It can be handwritten by relatives to burn it to the deceased, and you can find a local city god to apply for it, or some experts can issue a certificate to themselves.

Only by holding such a way to verify the identity can one be unobstructed in the underworld.

As there are more ghosts entering the city, the number of ghost messes increases.

In addition to the bull-headed and horse-faced face at the entrance, there are seven or eight ghost messengers waiting for rotation near the city gate.

This kind of bad fortune is not something that one or two people can only take over.

Especially in the Wude City, the ghosts cannot directly receive the money burned by their relatives. They are collected by the Dark Secretariat and only distributed a small part to them to maintain their lives, resulting in these ghost messengers having no money to reap.

A group of hundreds of people entered the city in several groups. When it was Shang Biao's turn, the ghost in front had a conflict with the ghost messenger.

"I'm not good at this road, why can't I do this? It's obviously the same as theirs."

"Is it really the same? You didn't see clearly just now, you have less things to do in this way."

"You can take a good look at it again, it's true."

"The uncle said no, it's not possible. I'll come back when you figure out this problem. Now get aside, and you are not the only one waiting to enter the city. If you dare to block the consent, whether you believe it or not, the uncle will let you die!"

The horse-faced ghost guarding the gate kicked the ghost away with one kick, shouting to let the next ghost come forward.

"The poor man still wants to enter the city. Master, please see if there is any problem with my path."

A middle-aged ghost with a fat head smiled flatteringly, and what he was holding was not a way to go, but a stack of dark money.

"Hehe, you are more sensible than that old guy. There is no problem with this path, go in!"

The slick-headed ghost man checked the slim head, showed a satisfied smile and waved his hand to let him in.

The horse-faced ghost messenger on the side complained that such generous and sensible ghosts were rare.

After the ghost entered, it was Shang Biao's turn. The horse-faced ghost officer casually checked Shang Biao's Lu Yin with a gloomy face, and put the underworld coins underneath into his arms, but did not let Shang Biao in.

"You have some problems with this path, and the City God's seal is not clear!"

The horse face rubbed his fingers and hinted that Shang Biao had to recover the losses just now, otherwise it would have to be replaced after a while.

Shang Biao didn't care if he paid for the money to buy Lu, but he couldn't swallow his breath when he was blackmailed as a sucker.

He took out a ingot and threw it to the horse's face. Shang Biao had already recorded a note on the small notebook in his heart.

After the city is broken, if it is fortunate to lose its soul, Shang Biao will definitely teach it what it means to collect money and do things.

After successfully entering the city, a group of hundreds of people gathered in a shop not far from the city gate.

Yu Jin's military career during his lifetime made him very interested in intelligence and had already laid a secret trick in the city of Wushuo.

After waiting for about an hour, there was a shocking sound of ghost crying outside.

Yu Jin took out a mirror and waved it to wipe it. The mirror revealed the scene of war between the outside world.

Driven by the army behind, countless ghosts attacked the Wudie City. The weapons in these ghosts were of various types, ranging from wooden spears to bows and arrows, and the Wudie City Gate was closed.

The ghosts on the city wall looked at a group of ghosts who came to die in a relaxed and freehand manner, not only not panic but also in the mood to joke.

Nearly thousand Yin in the Wudie City were divided into two shifts, flying down the city wall in turn, breaking into the ghost and slashing and slashing.

Most ghost officials have hundreds of years of cultivation. Before the Yin power is exhausted, they are like a powerful general who is a thousand horse in ancient times, and they are unstoppable.

Behind the lonely ghost is Yu Jin's army. These military souls are used to this kind of scene and are not affected by the tragic image in front of them at all.

Just stood quietly and watched the ghost messenger perform.
Chapter completed!