A Straight Guy’s Transmigration Journeys - Chapter 191
By the time Fu Yan got home, it was very late. It was almost early in the morning. At this time, Feng Qi was in the most mental state. He wanted to find business, but Fu Yan couldn’t stop him.
When Fu Yan remembered that he had not got his salary back, he was in a bad mood and wanted to kill people.
Approaching the door, ready to open the door with the key, a faint voice sounded behind him, “we’ve been waiting for you for a long time…”
Fu Yan was so creepy that he turned back and aimed at the man. When he lay on the ground and wailed that Fu Yan had no humanity, Fu Yan recognized that it was his unreliable growth.
“What are you doing? You don’t sleep at night. You scare me at my door.” Fu Yan came forward and held his hand.
Luo Dajun got up and patted the dust on his body. He said with great interest: “brother, please go to drink.”
Fu Yan really didn’t want to sleep. He was very angry at the thought of becoming a poor man. He nodded and said, “let’s go.”
When he arrived at his destination, Fu Yanqi said: he should not believe Luo Dajun’s evil. This group of young people in the evening, sitting together in the outskirts of a barren mountain, there are ghost like things on the ground, you can see that they are not doing normal things.
Fu Yan turned around and was about to leave, but he was forced by Luo Dajun and sat down on his shoulders.
“You don’t think the last movie theater was exciting enough, do you?” Fu Yan said in secret.
Luo Dajun’s indifferent tone: “didn’t you dream last time? I’ve seen more horror films. What’s so strange about dreaming about those things? ”
Fu Yan wants to die, “so what do you want to do?”
“Have fun in life.”
“So what do you want?”
Instead of answering Fu Yan’s question, Luo Dajun tied a red rope to his index finger. Then the young people laughed, picked up the ghost charms and recited.
Fu Yan soon felt the tug, as if his soul was going to leave his body.
“I can’t help it. My younger sisters want to know what hell is like. Among the elder brothers, you are pure Yin, so it’s easier to get in…”
Fu Yan heard this sentence when his consciousness was not clear. Luo Dajun, he never blinks.
His whole body was so hot that Fu Yan thought he was in the fire. He slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the scene of his place, he really wanted to hit his head and die immediately.
He was on a stone bridge, under which was a burning fire. From time to time I heard the wailing sound, countless hands stretched out in the fire, and people with missing arms and broken legs were covered with blood.
Fu Yan looked forward and back. It seemed that the bridge had no end. When the hand in the fire suddenly caught Fu Yan’s foot, he could only run forward regardless.
He’s panicking.
“The underworld?”
Ghost bad went to the office of the underworld, but did not see the underworld, he had to go out.
“What’s the matter with Hades?”
As soon as the ghost came out of the underworld’s office, he saw that it was a judge with a higher position than himself, and immediately said, “this time there are human beings entering the underworld.”
“So unruly? Then catch him and let him become a man in the underworld. ”
The ghost difference hesitated, “but before, the underworld didn’t mean to drive people out.”
The judge looked at him lightly and said, “now Pluto is not here, listen to me.”
Pluto, it’s just that he’s so good to human beings. He can’t go with the flow.
“Why, my words don’t work?”
“Ghost bad way:” dare not
“That’s not fast enough.”
“Ghost difference dun dun, immediately way:” yes
“Fu Yan, did you see anything interesting, or did you faint?” Luo Dajun’s hand is holding the red rope of Fu Yan’s index finger, he asked gently.
Luo Dajun’s words suddenly appeared. Fu Yan was scared and almost slipped down the bridge.
A few young people also quietly waiting, just when they thought things could not be done, Fu Yan, who had never opened his eyes, said: “it’s very hot here…”
Luo Dajun was excited, “then you describe it to us…”
“Ah Fu Yan only called, and then he was quiet again.
Luo Dajun panicked, and immediately shook the bell and pulled the red rope. But as he pulled, the red rope broke.
……
Fu Yan, who was in the hell, saw the end of the bridge. As soon as he stepped off the bridge, a group of oxen and horses in strange clothes came towards him.
Fu Yan turned around and was about to run to the bridge. Suddenly, a large number of people appeared on the bridge. It’s just so long that he didn’t notice anything behind him after walking for a long time. However, Fu Yan had no choice but to run in the direction without these strange things.
After working all night, Feng Qi was so tired that he wanted to get down as soon as he got back to the underground. But then he saw a figure running towards him from the fog.
“Bang!” Two people hit each other.
Whether it is a ghost or a ghost, they will not run around in the underworld so rashly. Even if they have, they dare not run into the arms of the underworld.Feng Qi’s claws were all around the man’s neck, which was about to be cut off. The mist dispersed. When he saw Fu Yan’s face, he immediately released his hand.
“Cough!” Fu Yan sat down several times.
What does it look like to be seen by subordinates as a Hades following the personal class. Considering face, Feng Qi took Fu Yan to hide under a mountain wall.
The only way to eliminate Fu Yan’s human breath is Feng Qi suddenly held Fu Yan’s face and said to him, “kiss me.”
“Ha?” Fu Yan’s face was blank before he could breathe.
Seeing that they were about to come here, Feng Qimei frowned and aimed at Fu Yan’s lips.
“What about people?”
“Suddenly there is no breath…”
“Look again!”
He thought that he hated a man’s lips, but unexpectedly, Fu Yan’s lips were very soft. At the moment when his lips were close to each other, Feng Qi’s heart, which he hadn’t jumped over for hundreds of years, seemed to rise. He moved his lips and wanted to kiss more deeply.
Fu Yan stares at those things and approaches himself, while the broken man still wants to kiss. Fu Yan resisted, but he didn’t touch the man.
Those things, beyond themselves
Fu Yan was surprised. The moment his concentration returned to him, he found that he was suffocating. He pushed the man away and took a big breath of fresh air.
Feng Qi, who was pushed away, suddenly came back to himself, “are you dead?”
“Cough!” Fu Yan didn’t catch a breath. He took a split breath.
“I said you’re useless.” Make complaints about Tucao, and Feng’s hand still stroked Fu Yan’s back and patted it.
Fu Yan glared at him, “you just died.”
Feng Qi’s eyes evaded Fu Yan, and his mouth was inhumane: “if you don’t die, you’re wandering around in the hell. It’s not enough for you to go to the ghost market once for a lifetime.”
“I was sent in by a small hole. I still have a red line on hand. Look… ” Fu Yan stretched out his hand and spoke less and less.
The red line on his index finger is broken.
Fu Yan’s heart was cold and his face was pale.