A woman in a blood-red coat stood in the middle of the intersection. Her pale face revealed a sickly smile as she looked at the tragic car accident in front of her.
" How dare you, a ghost, to murder and harm the innocent. Your crime is unforgivable. You should be banished to the Tongue-Pulling Hell to be punished for a thousand years.”Zhang Fan looked at the woman in blood red and shouted angrily.
Who else could smile at a corpse in the middle of the night other than a ghost? Moreover, this ghost was dressed in red and was filled with evil and resentment. She was extremely fierce. Clearly, many people had died at her hands. She was an evil ghost.
There was a high chance that this evil spirit had used an illusion to confuse the driver, resulting in a tragedy.
With a cold snort, the Red Specter turned its head around and looked at Zhang Fan with its eyeball-less eyes. A gust of cold wind blew by, and the surrounding temperature dropped by several degrees.
"Hmph, disgusting."
Under Zhang Fan's Ghost Eyes, the appearance of this malicious ghost in red was extremely disgusting. His brain was exposed, and half of his face was a bloody mess. His eyeballs exploded, and white eye fluid flowed down. It was even more disgusting than watching a disgusting movie. It seemed that this malicious ghost in red had died in a car accident. Moreover, it had been hit by a big car and had suffered a terrifying crushing. That was why it had such a terrifying appearance.
Perhaps the malicious ghost in red deserved sympathy, but she had already offended the heavens by taking revenge on the innocent and killing others. If Zhang Fan did not go all out, what would happen to the people who were killed by this malicious ghost?
After capturing ghosts and exorcising them so many times, how could he not know that most ghosts died tragically because of resentment? But so what? A ghost dominated by resentment had long lost its humanity. It only had the nature of a ghost and loved to kill. Who knew how many people would die at the hands of a ghost? Then, who knew how many ghosts would be born and how many people would be killed. There was a good saying, when would revenge end? If Zhang Fan was soft-hearted, how many people would die?
Therefore, Zhang Fan's principle was to capture and punish malicious ghosts as much as he could. No matter what great injustice they had suffered, as long as they committed evil, they would be punished. He was extremely cold and ruthless.
Of course, there were exceptions. Zhang Fan would have a completely different attitude towards ghosts that relied on obsession and had never done anything bad.
"Are you a Reaper?"
When the Red Specter saw Zhang Fan, it screamed in fear. The sharp ghost cry was extremely ear-piercing, like a cry that crawled out of the abyss. If anyone heard it, they would be scared out of their wits. But now, the one who was scared out of his wits was the malicious ghost.
Humans had human eyes and could only see one side of the world.
Ghosts had ghost eyes, and they could see the other side of the world. In the eyes of this Red Specter, Zhang Fan was not the so-called casual wear in reality.
It was a soldier wearing Yin armor with the word 'Yin' pasted on it. There was a black iron chain hanging on her waist that made her soul tremble. She held a long black spear in her hand, and the tip of the spear made her feel an intense threat to her life. Her entire body was filled with a suffocating pressure.
The red-dressed malicious ghost suddenly thought of the legendary reapers of the netherworld.
How was this possible? Why was there a reapers? Weren't there no reapers? why is there
A great fear filled the heart of the Red Specter. Her entire body was trembling, and she no longer had the ghost-like aura from before. There was only a kind of fear like a mouse seeing a cat.
She wanted to run, but for some reason, she couldn't escape. It was as if her entire ghost had been frozen.
"You want to run? You want to run after seeing me? Obediently follow me to the netherworld. If you dare to escape, I will turn you into ashes.”
Zhang Fan said coldly. The Soul Reaper Chain at his waist was thrown out and tightly wrapped around the motionless Red Specter. The Red Specter let out an ear-piercing cry. No matter how much she resisted, she could not break free from the Soul Reaper Chain. Instead, the more she resisted, the tighter the binding became.
"Humph."
Zhang Fan snorted coldly and did not say anything. He only raised his head to look at the void and said,"Ashes to ashes, earth to earth, Yin Yang Road, two boundless!”
"Come in the wind, go in the rain. The Dao of Reincarnation is the same in life and death!”
"Open the gates of hell, Yang people avoid."
Following Zhang Fan's chant, black gas surged in the air above, and a towering archway appeared. On it were three large words written in a bold and powerful manner-Gate to Hell.
"Squeak!"
With a creak, the door slowly opened, and gusts of cold wind swept out. Thousands of mournful ghost cries sounded, and a pitch-black path that was like an abyss appeared. It was the path to hell, also known as the Yellow Springs Road.
Seeing that the ghost's eyes were about to explode, the red-dressed malicious spirit was extremely terrified and tried her best to escape. However, Zhang Fan could not do as she wished. He only shouted coldly and pulled the iron lock with his hand, bringing her into the gates of hell. Following her were the ten ghosts who had died tragically and had not yet turned into malicious spirits.
"Squeak, bang!"
As Zhang Fan's figure disappeared on the Road to the Underworld, the Gate to Hell gradually closed again and disappeared into the sky, leaving behind a miserable car accident below.
It was a three-tiered stone arch bridge. The three bridges were all built on flat ground, and their sizes and shapes were exactly the same. Each bridge was only about four feet wide, with carved stone railings on both sides. The bridge was slightly curved and paved with bluestone. There were two steps at each end, and there was a blood-red river below. The blood-red river below was full of insects and snakes. The waves rolled, and the fishy wind blew. Countless people were struggling inside, and all kinds of shrill cries resounded. The sounds were extremely miserable and painful.
"Woah, it's so painful. It's so uncomfortable…"
" I've been soaking for a thousand years. I don't want to become fertilizer for the River of Forgetfulness."
"I died unjustly. Why did I fall into the River of Forgetfulness after crossing the bridge? Why…"
"Help! Help!"
“..........”
"Ding!"
The sound of chains being pulled gradually sounded, from small to huge, getting closer and closer. He saw a man in armor pulling an iron chain with an expressionless face. Behind the iron chain were 11 ghosts tied to it. He walked forward step by step.
It was Zhang Fan.
"Ah! The reapers are escorting prisoners again."
"Lord reapers, please save me, save me ashore. Shen and I are willing to follow you and serve you.”
"Lord reapers, my name is Liu Xuande. As long as you are willing to save me, we three brothers will follow you to the death.”
"Lord reapers, please save me ashore. I'm willing to give you my buried wealth.”
"Lord reapers, my name is Chen Yuanyuan. As long as you are willing, I am willing to serve you.”
"Lord reapers!"
When they saw Zhang Fan, the entire River of Forgetfulness boiled.
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