Super Messenger of Death
28 The Ghost Gate opens, sending out the Yin Spirit

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After killing all the Fighting Ghosts, Chen Feng exhaled and lit a cigarette.

In front of him were six resentful ghosts kneeling.

They had all seen Chen Feng's methods. They were feeling Chen Feng's pressure. Facing such a cold reapers, even if they did not kill anyone, they felt as if they had committed a grave sin.

"I'm innocent, please spare my life…"

"Lord Reaper, I'm willing to serve you as long as you don't kill me.”

"I know how to cook, fold blankets, blow the trumpet, and massage my back. Please give me a chance to perform.”

Chen

Feng did not even want to look up. The voices of the nurses were alright, but they all looked like they had died tragically. Just looking at them would give him nightmares. I will never be able to brag!

Chen Feng remained silent as he listened to these resentful ghosts 'pleas. These resentful ghosts were filled with resentment. If they did not personally send them to the underworld to be reincarnated, they would very likely run away to take revenge. Therefore, Chen Feng strangled the cigarette butt to death. Two streaks of light flashed in his ghostly eyes as he began to chant softly.

"The earth is yin, the sky is yang. The path of yin and yang is boundless!”

"Life and death, Six Paths Reincarnation!”

"Road to the Yellow Springs, Bridge of Helplessness, Meng Po Soup, Fleeting Life Forgetting!”

"The gates of hell are wide open.”

As soon as the chant ended, the endless darkness surged over. The cold wind blew like a blade, and then the endless darkness slowly faded, turning into a vast expanse of ash. A dark and majestic black archway appeared in the void. On it were two powerful words, flickering with the ghost fire. It was the Ghost Gate!

Then, with a creaking sound, the gate of hell opened. A gust of cold wind whistled past like quicksand. Behind the gate of hell was a small path made of green stone slabs. It was not wide nor smooth. It was the Road to the Underworld.

When the resentful ghosts behind Chen Feng saw this, they cried out in fear.

"Wuwuwu, I just died. I don't want to die again!”

"I've never killed anyone. Please let me go, Reaper. I beg you…"

Chen Feng said coldly,"Who said I wanted to kill you? This is the gates of hell. I'm sending you to the underworld to be reincarnated!"”

When the ghosts heard this, they stopped crying and made a fuss. They kowtowed one by one to thank him.

Chen Feng immediately set foot on the Road of Death, followed by six resentful ghosts. When the gates of hell closed with a bang, the Yin Qi in the sanatorium dissipated, leaving only the tragic murder scene.

In fact, this was Chen Feng's first time entering the gates of hell. He had only learned about the situation here from the system, but he had never experienced it in person.

After all, Yin Qi was rampant in such a place. If not for Chen Feng being a ghost officer and possessing a divine soul, he would definitely lose a layer of skin if he came in!

Stepping on the bluestone road, before they reached the end, they heard the shrill wails of ghosts and wolves coming from afar. A strong fishy wind blew in their faces, making it difficult for them to breathe.

"F * ck, the River of Forgetfulness is up ahead!”Chen Feng could not help but curse. The stench of blood was too strong.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the bank of the River of Forgetfulness. The river was filled with blood, insects, and snakes. Waves rolled, and a fishy wind blew. Countless evil spirits that had fallen into the River of Forgetfulness screamed miserably. They stared with their blood-red eyes, and snakes crawled around their bodies.

"Help, save me, it's so cold…"

"I'm innocent, let me out, I want to go out, ah…"

"Lord reapers, save me, I've been soaking in the water for three thousand years…"

"Save me, I'm a beauty of four thousand years, let me serve you day and night."”

Chen Feng turned a deaf ear to him. He turned his face coldly and looked at a stone bridge on the River of Forgetfulness, the Bridge of Helplessness.

This bridge is a green stone bridge, five steps, west of the bridge for women, east of the bridge for men, left Yin and right Yang. The bridge was about four feet wide, protected by carved stone railings on both sides, and the bridge was slightly curved.

There was a platform on the other side of the Bridge of Helplessness. It was the Platform of Homecoming. Beside the Platform of Homecoming was a woman with slightly furrowed brows. Her appearance could not be seen clearly, but she was definitely not an old woman.

Chen Feng glanced at the resentful ghost behind him and said,"This is the Bridge of Helplessness.”

"Thank you, Lord Reaper."

The ghosts kowtowed and thanked him. The left side was yin and the right side was yang. They walked separately.

Chen Feng turned around and walked away. He heard a scream behind him. One of the resentful ghosts had fallen into the River of Forgetfulness.

"Lord Reaper, save me! I accidentally fell down, sob sob sob

…"”Chen Fengfeng walked back along the Yellow Springs Road without looking back.

After coming out of the gates of hell, the sirens outside the sanatorium rang loudly. Chen Feng glanced at Liu Jiang, who was lying on the ground, and then at the shadowy figures outside the window. He took out a yellow talisman.

"The heavens and I will follow you. You hide me so that no one will know. The Grand Supreme ordered me to hide here as soon as possible!”

After the curse, he disappeared.

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