The young man lowered his head and flipped through a blue notebook. Dijia stood behind the young man, staring at the young man's perfectly curvaceous neck in a daze.
He had a serious expression.
The underworld seemed to have been invaded by someone without his knowledge.
The space cracks in the Avici Hell, the red spider lily fruit that appeared in the world, the missing saint...
Although he is the King of Hell who rules over the underworld, it does not mean that he knows everything about the underworld.
The ghost messengers each performed their duties and then reported matters to him.
In this regard, the other party acted very cautiously and secretly.
On the other hand, perhaps there was a traitor among the ghost officials, who could have done it so secretly, which would have been almost impossible without the cooperation of the ghost officials.
Dijia's expression gradually became serious.
After discovering that there was something wrong with the saint, he immediately investigated Meng Po. She had been staying on the Naihe Bridge and had not met any strange people.
Either Meng Po used some method to avoid the surveillance of the ghost, or this matter had nothing to do with Meng Po.
But if it wasn't Meng Po, who else could it be? Could it be that after so many years, there are still believers of the saint
"There is a problem."
When the young man's voice sounded, Dijia changed his expression, "What?"
The young man calmly took in the man's solemn gaze and asked softly, "I read a book in the warehouse before. It said that the saint did not kill anyone when he entered the underworld, but disappeared for an hour. When he reappeared, his eyes were red. He was possessed by the devil and started killing people."
"What has he done this hour?"
"Did he say that when you interrogated him?"
Dijia: "I asked him, and he said he went to see Yingniang, who was not Meng Po at that time."
"How should I put it? Although the saints' sins are unforgivable, they are also human beings with emotions."
"Do you know why—uh, Hades didn't send Yingniang to hell? It's because the saint took all the blame."
Bai Xin glanced at Dijia's face and said, "Actually, I'm quite interested in Yingniang."
"I'm curious about what kind of extraordinary woman this is that could make a saint go crazy for her."
"It is said that people who have achieved saintly hearts have long seen through life and death and escaped from the sea of suffering. Even if Yingniang really died, she can still be reincarnated."
"Since the saints have already achieved immortality, it shouldn't be difficult to find Yingniang's reincarnation, right? Why destroy the Book of Life and Death without benefiting others or yourself?"
"But can a saint be so stupid? Don't you think this is very strange?"
"..." Dijia stared at the dirty spot on the Book of Life and Death in a trance, "You said you had doubts too."
"But it is a fact that there is nothing else unusual in the investigation."
"As the saying goes, 'Thinking makes you a Buddha, thinking makes you a devil'. It's actually not that difficult to explain. The King of Hell has tried many cases, and many of them were caused by mistakes due to poor thinking."
"For example, someone who is so tame that he wouldn't even kill a chicken, but who kills someone because of greed."
"For example, a verbal argument escalates into violence because of anger, and as a result, the person loses his mind and accidentally kills the other person."
"Not to mention that there are many murders of love, all because of thoughts."
"But wrong is wrong. Everyone has to pay the price for what they have done. This is karma."
“That’s why there’s a saying: Don’t refrain from doing good, and don’t do evil.”
"It's not that there's no justice. God is watching what we do." Dijia suddenly sneered, "Even if you are lucky enough to escape in life, you still have to go through the palace of Hades after death. No one can escape."
Bai Xin was silent for a few seconds.
This is the first time that Dijia has said so much. To be honest, he is the one who usually does this kind of talking nonsense.
Bai Xin pushed the blue book in front of Dijia, and then pointed at about twenty people among them.
"This person wants to be investigated separately."
Dijia took a look at this group of people. Some of them were ghost messengers, and the rest were residents of the Living Soul Zone.
“Do you think there’s something wrong with them?”
"Do you still remember the shocking incident of boiling human flesh that suddenly occurred in Yanwang Town a few years ago?" Bai Xin: "After reading the experiences of the more than 20 people in the book, they all went to Yanwang Temple at some time."
"I don't know what the meaning of cooking human flesh is, but when things are out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy."
"But this book only roughly records a few time periods, so the scope of suspicion is a bit wide."
"Since there are no clues, we can try to find some clues by groping around."
Dijia: "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you."
Bai Xin: "We also went to see the extraordinary woman Yingniang to find out what happened that caused the saint to become a demon."
"There is also the ghost market. I will go there again. I always feel that there is a big conspiracy under the auction house."
"Well, if you calculate it this way, there are quite a lot of things to do. Let's split up and do it."
Dijia pursed his lips and nodded helplessly: "Okay."
I had wanted to put the wedding on the agenda as soon as possible, but it seems we have to wait a little longer.
Bai Xin closed the blue book and handed it to Dijia: "How about this, go to Mengpo, and you go investigate these twenty-odd people."
Dijia nodded: "Okay, let's do as you say."
The third and fourth brothers who were hiding in the darkness were shocked.
Lord Yama actually made arrangements patiently for the living soul, and he didn't seem angry at all and agreed to everything.
Is this still their King of Hell? Has he been possessed by a ghost
Wow, look at this doting look, no one else can compare to it.
Dijia took the book with both hands, and suddenly found that Bai Xin was raising his head and looking at him with a subtle look of shame and help.
He was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Bai Xin rubbed the corner of his clothes nervously, his eyes drifting to the toes of Dijia, not daring to look at him, "Uh, yes, is it time to renew the ghost energy?"
The sound is special, like a cat's meow.
Diga's brain exploded with a buzzing sound.
He exerted a little force, causing wrinkles on the blue book in his hand. "You're right about the amount you ordered."
"Look at your memory. You didn't even notice that the time was almost up."
"You are still careful."
"This time we may be apart for a long time, so I'll give you some more."
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An hour later, the two walked out of the study.
There were several wrinkles on Bai Xin's clothes, her face was flushed and her eyes were wet.
His lips were swollen into two red cherries.
The deputy god Dijia looked refreshed and satisfied, "Don't forget, if there is any danger, use the Yama Order to summon."
"Don't be polite."
"If you can't get out, there are still ghost messengers protecting you in secret. If you are in danger, push them out."
"You are just a living soul. This matter is ultimately a matter of the underworld. You don't need to put yourself in danger for this matter."
Bai Xin pulled at his collar uncomfortably to cover the spots deep in his neck, and said, "Okay, I get it. You too, be careful."
Dijia smiled softly, and Guan's serious brows relaxed, "Well, okay."
My daughter-in-law is so nice. She cares about me so much.
After Dijia left reluctantly, Bai Xin also left the Palace of Yama.
The third and fourth brothers looked at each other silently, "..."
You are noble and you are amazing.
You care about each other, and you push us to take the bullet
Lord Yama, you are real.
When Bai Xin left the Hall of Yama, he took a special look at the lifelike murals of hundreds of ghosts on the wall.
He walked along the road along the route. The Yama Palace was filled with fog and visibility was only about two meters.
The road under his feet was wide but winding. Not long after Bai Xin walked, he heard the sound of bells in the mist.
The sound of the bell came from far away and slowly got closer.
In the hazy fog, Bai Xin squinted his eyes and saw a figure gradually becoming clear in the distance.
The group of people was huge, led by two men in black and white suits.
The man in the white suit was taller and looked more elegant and dignified.
On the contrary, the guy in the black suit was furious, and his flamboyant eyebrows made his originally delicate face look very lively.
Both men wore fedora hats that matched their suits, also black and white.
The man in the black suit had a black sword on his waist, while the man in white held a spirit-calling banner in his hand.
The bell sound just now came from this soul-calling banner.
Bai Xin wisely stepped aside to make room for them.
This group of people walked silently. Apart from the sound of the soul-calling flags, there was no sound of Bai Xindian's footsteps.
It was not until they passed by him that Bai Xin noticed that the ghosts were floating.
The two men in black and white suits turned their heads to glance at Bai Xin. As they looked at each other, the man in the black suit suddenly stopped.
The next second, the man in black suit ignored the man in white suit's obstruction, jumped up directly, drew the sword from his waist swiftly, and flew towards Bai Xin.
His eyes were fierce and menacing.
As he watched the pitch-black sword pierce through his body, the sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out.
The man in the black suit exclaimed, "Eh!" In front of him, a huge white sickle was floating in the air. The sharp blade, flashing a cold white light, easily caught the black hilt, making it difficult for the man in black to move.
The sickle lay horizontally, protecting the young man firmly within it.
The man in black's eyes lit up. He quickly drew back the sword, held the hilt high with both hands, and used the sword as if it were a knife.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the sickle handle seemed to have come to life and could easily stop him.
After several rounds, the young man in the middle didn't even move his feet.
The man in black became more and more courageous. He stared at Bai Xin's feet with his cat-like pupils and shouted behind him, "Why are you standing there? Why don't you help? Are you happy to be bullied?"
As the man in black was speaking, Bai Xin felt something cutting through the air flow and rushing towards his ear.
Bai Xin looked up and saw the man in the white suit looking at this side. The soul-summoning flag in his hand kept extending and attacking this side.
Bai Xin reached into the backpack, and the next second, a black shield flew out, blocking the soul-summoning banner directly in front of it.
The soul-calling banner that was so sharp and powerful just now instantly became like a soft strip of cloth, splitting into several strands and hanging down.
This time even the calm man in the white suit raised his eyebrows.
Before he could gather strength to attack again, Bai Xin had already turned the tables.
Several weapons quickly flew out of the backpack.
Dagger, trident, whip, bow and arrow...
Under Bai Xin's control, they forcefully attacked the men in black and white suits respectively.
The speed of the attack was so overwhelming that the two men had no room to fight back.
After three moves, the two people who provoked him at the beginning had knives at their necks and were completely defeated.
The third and fourth brothers who were watching from a distance were dumbfounded.
The third brother: "Fuck, this is awesome. I thought the princess was a scheming bitch, but I didn't expect she was a fighting maniac. Even the two crazy people, Black and White Impermanence, are no match for him. This, this, this, I guess even the King of Hell can fight him, right?"
The fourth brother: "Fuck, brother, look at the weapons in his hand. They are all the best of the best. They are all weapons condensed with the purest soul and faith. Any one of them is the best in the world, and he has so many! I can't even count them with one hand! Well, our Lord King of Hell is really out of his league."
The third brother: "No wonder Lord Yan Wang is so persistent in pursuing the princess. He wants to be her son-in-law."
The fourth brother: "It can be said that Lord Yan Wang is already very aware of being a son-in-law."
The third brother nodded in recognition: "Well, you are right."
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Studio.
"High Climb"
The Self-awareness of the Son-in-Law
Lord Yama: How could this happen!
Hahahaha, this ghost messenger’s jaw dropped!
Originally, God Xin's weapons were so awesome, were they the legendary "divine weapons"
Boss: At first I paid the betrothal gift, but I didn’t expect it was actually a dowry.
Isn't this a proper six-piece suit? My goodness, the boss didn't treat the Hades Palace as a dowry this time, this is unacceptable.
A formal marriage instantly turned into a grand wedding.
Boss: If I had known this would happen, I shouldn’t have endured it!
Hahahaha, damn, how come this barrage is more exciting than the live broadcast
Since you asked the question sincerely, I will mercifully tell you that it is because you have seen too much of Mr. Xin’s bad mouth and learned to complain.
Xin Shen: Haha, I teach you how to complain, is it for you to deal with it? Bad luck!
Hahahaha, it was God Xin who made the wrong choice.
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Seeing the man in the black and white suit retract his weapon, Bai Xin also retracted his weapon.
Although the black and white suits had attacked him just now, he did not sense any murderous intent or malice. "Why did you attack?"
"Hey," the young man in the black suit looked at Bai Xin and said, "Let me introduce myself. I'm Hei Wuchang."
Then he pointed to the elegant man in a white suit and said, "This is my partner, Bai Wuchang."
Bai Wuchang raised his hand and greeted Bai Xin, "Hello."
Bai Xin put away his other weapons and only kept the sickle to protect himself. "Call Bai Xin, then what? Why did you attack just now?"
Hei Wuchang smiled awkwardly: "Because you have the aura of the King of Hell, I didn't pay attention just now and mistook you for the King of Hell."
"To be honest, we two often challenged Lord Yanwang. Although we lost every time, it was fun to fight."
“It’s super exciting.”
Bai Wuchang glanced at Hei Wuchang and added, "He wanted to fight, but he was just playing as a team."
Bai Xin: “…”
What kind of militant is this
What kind of ghosts are under Emperor Jia’s command? Are there no normal ghosts in the King of Hell’s Palace
Bai Xin glanced at the dazed ghosts. All the ghosts had black chains wrapped around their wrists, connecting the ghosts together.
As the Black and White Impermanence stopped, the ghosts also turned into wooden men.
Hei Wuchang: "This is the ghost we just captured today. We are preparing to send it to the King of Hell's Palace. Please judge it, Master Judge. The final decision will be made by Master of Hell."
This time, Bai Xin looked at the Black and White Impermanence for several seconds.
"My two masters," he said slowly, "I remembered something and wondered if I could ask you for advice."
Hei Wuchang jumped in front of Bai Xin, and looked at Bai Xin with his cat-like eyes shining brightly: "Are you the ghost messenger just now? Why haven't I seen you before? What, take out your weapon again, you are so powerful. I think you can fight with Lord Yama."
He raised his head and sniffed, "You really do smell very similar to Lord Yama. Could it be that even the auras of powerful people are similar?"
"Ah, what do you want to ask?"
Bai Xin: "Three years ago in the summer, you went to the Hades Palace in Hades Town. Do you remember?"
The Black and White Impermanence looked at each other, and the White Impermanence said, "The time in the underworld and the world of the living are not interchangeable. You two are soul-collecting messengers, so you often go in and out of the world. You suddenly ask this question, and we are not too sure. Why are you asking this?"
Bai Xin took out several weapons from his backpack and suspended them in mid-air.
Hei Wuchang's eyes were immediately attracted to these weapons, and he kept clinging to them like a martial arts fanatic.
Bai Xin took out the King of Hell Order from his backpack and shook it. "I'm investigating a case. A very strange thing happened in King of Hell Town some time ago. A stewed corpse appeared in the King of Hell Temple in King of Hell Town. Does this detail remind you of anything?"
He remembered that the names of Black and White Impermanence appeared in more than twenty lists.
Hei Wuchang caressed the blue trident in front of him with his palm with envy, and said casually: "If you put it that way, I really remember it."
"There's no secret about this matter, so it's okay to tell you."
"Let Bai Wuchang tell it. He remembers it more clearly."
Bai Wuchang looked at Hei Wuchang's back helplessly and said, "As I said just now, you are the soul-collecting messengers who are responsible for guiding people."
"I appeared at that time to take the souls whose life span had ended to the underworld."
"The stews you mentioned just happened to see it, and the ghost was scared at that time." Bai Wuchang pointed at Hei Wuchang's back.
Hearing this, Hei Wuchang spat and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I just stepped on a cockroach by accident."
"Tsk," Bai Wuchang snorted disdainfully, "Although we have seen many bizarre deaths, we have also seen such inhumane things."
"And our mission was not completed smoothly. We did not find the souls that we were supposed to take away."
“So I went back twice, and finally found it the second time and brought the soul back.”
Bai Xin frowned: "Whose soul are you seducing?"
Bai Wuchang: "It's the soul of a boiled person."
Bai Xin: "Did you feel that the Yama Temple was different from the past? For example, vandalism and such."
Hei Wuchang: "Hey, remember this."
"The family of the soul seemed very angry at the time, and ended up smashing the stone statue of our Lord Yama."
"But, how can I put it? Lord Yama doesn't need a stone statue, and when we went there the second time, the statue had already been rearranged. We didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so we didn't report the matter to Lord Yama."
At this point, Hei Wuchang suddenly called out, staring at Bai Xin with wide eyes: "Could it be that the Lord of Hell discovered that his statue had been smashed and is investigating the matter, blaming us for our incompetence?"
"Not really," Bai Xin waved his hand casually and continued to ask, "Do you know who sent the statue?"
Bai Wuchang: "They are Hun'er's family."
"The town is called Yanwang Town. After all, the people in the town make a living from funerals. If they smash the town like this, aren't they destroying other people's livelihood? Of course, the people in the town won't let them go."
"They were forced to change the statues before they would stop."
In the mist, Bai Xin's eyes flickered.
Unexpectedly, the stone statue was actually a gift from the Huo family, and the stone statue contained the golden body of the saint.
The relatives were stewed, the stone statues were smashed, and then they apologized and returned the statues.
If you look at this series of actions alone, it makes sense.
But the strange thing is that the stone statue that was sent was not normal.
Bai Xin: "Where is his soul? Do you know where his family is?"
Bai Wuchang: "If I remember correctly, this soul was quite clean in his lifetime and was a kind person, so he was reborn into a good family in his next life. He didn't need to be punished, as he had already passed the Naihe Bridge and drank Mengpo soup, forgetting his past and reincarnating into another life."
"As for the family members you mentioned, we have to go back and check. After all, we ghost officers don't know much about the whereabouts of living people."
Bai Xin remembered the information he had received before that his family was missing: "Okay, please check it out and let me know if you can find it."
"Thank you for telling me so much today. Goodbye."
Under Hei Wuchang's reluctant gaze, Bai Xin put away his weapon, turned around and continued to move towards Naihe Bridge.
Hei Wuchang shouted at Bai Xin's back, "We finally found it, but how can we find you? You haven't told us which department you are in."
Bai Xin paused, turned around and said calmly: "Tell Dijia the clues you found, he can find it."
After saying this, Bai Xin slowly disappeared into the mist under the shocked gazes of the Black and White Impermanence.
The fingers that Hei Wuchang stretched out trembled slightly: "He, he, he actually dared to call the Lord King of Hell by his name!"
"Who on earth is he?!"
Bai Wuchang's eyes were full of meaning. "Not only did he dare to address Lord Yama by name, he even took the Yama Order. But the Yama Order said that Lord Yama had fallen in love with a pretty human recently."
"I guess it's him."
Hei Wuchang: "Fuck, we just beat him up, will Lord Yama punish us?"
Bai Wuchang looked at Hei Wuchang with a stupid look in his eyes: "Did you hit him? You were clearly beaten completely."
Black Impermanence: “…”
Shut up, you poison tongue.