Yes, the east wind has finally arrived.
At that moment, Jianchou almost laughed out loud.
He was prepared to bribe him earlier, but it seems that something unexpected happened in the middle, so that the little ghost couldn't find a suitable way to solve the problem of "Tianmingchao".
But this is just fine.
Jianchou did not try to hide his happiness and smiled: "I can read and help. But before I help, should we talk about the reward?"
"… "
Although he had expected the other party to make a request, he didn't expect that he would ask it so directly: Where's your face? !
The little ghost was silent for a while. After a long while, he resisted the urge to punch him and replied stiffly, "What reward do you want?"
Last night, and even during the day when the little ghosts were not around, Jianchou had already thought it through clearly.
Even though it is not clear what the entire Polar Region is like and there is a lack of sufficient understanding, one thing that is certain is that a "living person" like her is definitely a heretic among heretics in the Polar Region. Judging from the fact that the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost want to eat her, her situation is not optimistic.
Firstly, she wanted to solve the problem of her spiritual power, and secondly, she wanted to know how to leave this world and return to the Nineteen Continents.
But if you know nothing, you can't do anything.
She couldn't take the risk of going to someone else, but the two kids in front of her were perfect targets.
Jianchou did not ask for anything too big, but just said: "I swear, I have no ill will towards you, and I don't want to hurt you. I can read, and I can help you solve the problem of Tianmingchao. You can untie me and let me out first. As for the sword and my other things, I promise not to come back now."
This is a request that is extremely simple.
Such a powerful female cultivator, the terrifying lightning and thunder she just displayed was enough to make people shudder, but their extremely simple ropes were able to trap her, and Jianchou was unable to break free.
From this, we can know that there must be something wrong with the cultivation of this female cultivator at the moment, and there will be no problem even if she is let go.
To the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost, there is really no threat.
Even when she said "I swear" at the beginning, the word "swear" was very important to all monks.
The moment he heard these words, the little-headed ghost was a little stunned.
The big-headed ghost, who was aggrieved because of his teeth, was even more confused. He couldn't help but pouting his toothless mouth and speaking like an old lady: "Are you stupid?"
When Jianchou saw his funny look at this moment, he almost burst out laughing.
She coughed and looked at the little-headed ghost: "What do you think? Or is this request too much?"
Too much
If this request is considered excessive, then there are no reasonable requests in the world.
The little ghost finally reacted: "No, no, no, this is it. If you help us sort out the "Tianming Transcription", we will untie you."
After saying this, he was about to walk forward and pull Jianchou out, but halfway through he remembered something and waved his hand, "Big Head, you go."
The big-headed ghost was stunned and looked at him, only to see the small-headed ghost ran directly to the thick dust in the corner and hung the long sword that could not be pulled out and two small bags around his waist.
That's cautious!
Jianchou was also convinced.
The big-headed ghost here immediately understood the small-headed ghost's intention.
He climbed back up onto the stove as he was told, but he felt a little trembling as he stood next to Jianchou for the second time. He wanted to reach out and grab Jianchou, but was afraid of being electrocuted into a fool like he had just done.
He stretched out his hand several times and retracted it several times.
When the little ghost turned around and saw this scene, he was so angry that he had a heart attack: "Are you stupid? If you untie the rope, won't she come out by herself?"
“Yes!”
The big-headed ghost slapped his forehead, his eyes lit up with amazement at the idea, and he made a clumsy hand gesture.
Swish, a ray of light flashed by.
The rope that bound Jianchou suddenly loosened, turned into a long snake, and flew back to the big-headed ghost's hand, folded neatly.
It turns out there is a little magic trick.
When Jianchou saw this, he muttered to himself.
The moment the rope was retracted, her hands were freed.
He took his hand back and rubbed his wrist, then looked at the skin on his palm. There was no damage at all, and it was even smoother than when he first entered the sixth level, revealing a beauty like soft jade.
I think it was the star power left over from the final battle on the Buddha's head.
Although the spiritual power in his body cannot be used, it is obvious that Chou Guang can fight against the weaker Jindan stage cultivators with just the strength of his body. Of course, removing a water tank is no problem at all.
With his hand pushing the broken and sharp edge of the water tank, Jianchou came out of the tank directly.
Countless water droplets were shaken off, and the clothes became dry in an instant, without any moisture at all.
The little ghost had a sword and two bags hanging on his waist, and his eyes widened: It turns out that this dress is also a treasure!
Jianchou noticed his gaze and naturally smiled embarrassedly: "It's just a trick to decorate your clothes. It's no big deal."
Waterproof and dustproof are just the most basic functions; the one that can prevent attacks is the most powerful.
Of course, there is no need to be sad.
Her body was too strong, so that kind of battle robe was useless to her.
Her tone was ordinary, but it almost made the little ghost want to strangle her to death.
I felt really bad. Why was there such a big difference between the underworld and the cultivators
A sour feeling spread, and the little ghost had to comfort himself.
The more capable the cultivators are, the better they are doing. Whether it is the Jiyu or the Jiuzhou, I am afraid they are all about the same. If it were another cultivator, I am afraid he would not be able to say these words as casually as Jianchou.
"By the way, we've known each other for two days now. My name is Jianchou, and I'm from the Nineteenth Continent. I'd like to ask your names, please?"
After Jianchou came out, he paced around the house and saw nothing but a desolate scene.
For these two little kids, “the house is bare and bleak” is not just an exaggeration.
The little-headed ghost walked to the table, put down the two copies of Tianmingchao, and replied: "My name is Xiaotou, and his name is Datou. He is my brother, but he has some problems with his brain. If you have any problems, just tell me."
They are actually brothers
Jianchou was slightly surprised, but when he heard his disdainful words "there's something wrong with your brain", he couldn't help but look at the big-headed ghost.
The big-headed ghost said angrily: "You are talking nonsense again! A big head is not a problem, a small head is!"
"A big head is a problem."
The little-headed ghost responded indifferently.
"Nonsense, that's the little head!"
"Big head!"
"Little head!"
"Big head!"
"Little head!"
…
A heated argument.
Jianchou who was standing nearby was stunned: Since when did the size of the brain become the basis of whether there is a problem or not
She really didn't know what to say.
Seeing that the two little devils were about to fight, Jianchou intervened in time, walked to the table, and coughed twice: "Ahem, um, is the "Tianming Transcript" due tomorrow morning?"
"… "
"… "
A moment of silence.
I have to say that Jianchou's change of topic was abrupt, but extremely effective.
The two stopped arguing almost immediately and quickly sat down on Jianchou's left and right sides.
The big-headed ghost flipped open a copy of Tianmingchao and said anxiously, "Yes, yes, it's almost too late, let's hurry up."
Jianchou looked at his toothless mouth and remembered that it was all because of her. Although it was not her fault, she still felt a little guilty.
She pointed: "Your... teeth..."
"It can grow back again. After practicing for a certain amount of time, anything can grow back. It's okay, it's okay."
The small-headed ghost answered directly on behalf of the big-headed ghost.
The big-headed ghost nodded quickly and smiled: "President."
Just like a monk's body, as long as the vital parts are not damaged, it is not impossible to grow back. At most, the price to pay is a little higher.
She will be relieved if the price can go back up.
Jianchou nodded, smiled slightly, and turned to look at the "Tianmingchao" on the table.
This was the first time she was so close to these two books.
There were two thick books, both brand new, filled with names of people.
The little-headed ghost took the initiative to explain: "This is the "Heavenly Fate Copy" of the underworld. These are all ghosts who have been viewed on the evil mirror. If you put your hand on it, you will be able to see things more clearly."
It looks like Zhilinsou's jade memorial paper.
Jianchou suddenly remembered and nodded to indicate that he understood, then moved his finger up. It was a name, Zhang Zongqian.
At that moment, a ray of crimson light flashed across the three words and was about to light up, but unexpectedly, the next moment the ray of crimson light disappeared completely.
Jianchou was immediately surprised.
The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost exclaimed, "How is this possible?"
With a frown on his face, Jianchou thought that it was because he didn't have enough cultivation now, or that he couldn't use living people.
She stretched out her hand and said, "I'll try again."
The second time.
There was still a faint flash of light, and still no reaction.
Jianchou's brows furrowed even more tightly and he tried again, but the same situation occurred.
It was as if the glimmer of light that came out from the tips of her fingers could not be recognized by the "Tianmingchao".
This situation is really weird.
The little ghost muttered, "The Mandate of Heaven is read by sensing the breath of souls. Logically, anyone can read it, but you... huh?"
Breath of soul
At that moment, the little-headed ghost was suddenly dazed.
The way he looked at Jianchou suddenly changed. A vortex suddenly seemed to open up in his two red eyes, and his gaze seemed to penetrate Jianchou's body and reach her soul directly.
…
Then he opened his mouth wide, as if he had seen something terrifying.
"You, you, you actually have an incomplete soul!"
The moment the vortex in his eyes disappeared, the little-headed ghost spoke in shock.
Jianchou was also startled: "Can you tell?"
You know, in the Nineteen Continents, even Master Lian Hengxu can't check other people's souls at will without the help of special tools.
Fudaoshanren had talked about this matter with Jianchou several times.
But at this point, any random kid could see the clues
The little-headed ghost nodded and frowned, as if he had encountered some difficult problem.
He said: "Ghosts in our extreme domain only have souls. We can only cultivate from the souls. Only when we reach a higher level can we cultivate a physical body. So, to see other people's souls clearly, do we need any other skills?"
This should be the difference between the Nineteen Continents and the Polar Regions.
Jianchou thought to himself.
The little-headed ghost continued, "However, you are missing three souls and seven spirits, but you can still practice? It's really strange. Even in the extreme domain and the underworld, souls like yours are the lowest level souls. It's hard to even practice. Basically, they are thrown to the edge of the extreme domain, outside the underworld, to fend for themselves..."
In other words, even if a broken soul like this was placed on the table of the most ferocious evil ghosts, no one would be willing to eat it and everyone would despise it.
The little-headed ghost looked at Jianchou with a strange look.
The big-headed ghost looked at her with even more sympathy.
Jianchou didn't feel how miserable he was.
On the contrary, she was lucky.
So after hearing what the little-headed ghost said, she smiled instead: "I know my soul well. I am very curious about the fact that you in Jiyu started your cultivation from the soul. However, the most urgent thing is the "Heavenly Fate Collection". I can't open it to read it, so you have to come."
She handed over the "Tianming Copy".
The little-headed ghost was stunned and took it quickly. He didn't say much about the three souls and seven spirits, but he had a doubt in his mind.
He opened the book and placed his hand on the name.
A bright red light as bright as blood penetrated into the name, and in the blink of an eye, clear words appeared in the void.
"The first page of Tianming Chronicle contains the situations of the various hells. We just need to write down which hell they will go to and how long they will stay there for."
As he spoke, the small-headed ghost opened another notebook and asked the big-headed ghost to point to the countless rules written on it so that he could compare them.
For Jianchou, this was a very new job.
She looked at the handwriting and read: "Zhang Zongqian was a businessman during his lifetime. He was cunning and deceitful. He cheated an old woman of her money and injured a child. He died because of a frightened horse."
"Transaction fraud, you should be sent to the Fourth Hall of the Coroner Wang's Blood Pond Hell. Cheating an old woman is an even greater crime. I'll calculate, five years!"
The big-headed ghost looked at it and quickly reported the number.
The little-headed ghost listened and quickly tapped the air with the green pen. There was no need to write. It was like recording the information in a jade slip. Once the thought came to it, the punishment would naturally come into effect.
The big-headed ghost continued to look at the rules: "There is also a limb injury... limb injury..."
"If you injure someone's limbs, you will be sent to the icy hell of Stripping Pavilion. If you injure a child's limbs, your crime will be more severe and you will be sentenced to five years in prison." Jianchou looked back and saw one of the lines of words, so he added what the big-headed ghost was going to say next.
"How do you know?" the big-headed ghost was surprised.
Jianchou stretched out his hand and pointed somewhere, and a line of words appeared clearly. When the big-headed ghost saw it, his eyes widened immediately.
"The second Chujiang Palace is the Ice Hell of the Stripping Pavilion. Anyone who has injured someone's limbs, committed adultery, or killed anyone in the living world will be sent to this hell."
“That’s true.”
The little-headed ghost was also surprised, but he quickly recorded Jianchou's judgment, thinking that Jianchou was just sharp-eyed and happened to see that line.
They all thought it was a coincidence and quickly put the matter behind them without giving it any further thought.
But then…
They discovered completely that they were wrong.
“Li Ren Zhi Qi, it should be, is…” He scratched his head, but couldn’t find it for a long time.
"It's the Sixth Palace of King Taishan. It's understandable. You'll be punished for two years and be tortured into a mortar hell." He sighed helplessly and added.
…
"Arson, eh, I remember seeing it just now..." He flipped through it anxiously.
"It's still the Sixth Palace of King Taishan. I burned down an entire street. My crime is double the severity. I'll be sentenced to eight years in prison and be pounded into meat paste in hell." His tone had calmed down, as if he had accepted his fate.
"… "
"… "
I was dumbfounded.
Whether it was the big-headed ghost or the small-headed ghost, they all noticed something was wrong. Once or twice is a coincidence, but three times is definitely not a coincidence!
"you… "
The big-headed ghost pointed at her with almost horror.
"No, you wrote it all down? How, how is it possible..."
Jianchou had a stiff face, blinked, thought for a while expressionlessly, and then said: "When I was still on the isolated island on earth, I had a photographic memory."
I guess I have a photographic memory...
Sort of…
This is what you call count?!
No matter whether it was a big-headed ghost or a small-headed ghost, the corners of their mouths were twitching wildly and they were roaring wildly in their hearts!
You just took a few glances!
This is not only a certainty of photographic memory, but also the ability to read ten lines at a glance!
… is a complete pervert.
In just a moment, the little-headed ghost put a big label on Jianchou's forehead in his mind.
Not to mention ordinary people, even among cultivators, Jianchou is probably an outlier.
It seems that Jianchou himself did not take it seriously.
She had this ability of photographic memory since she was in Marquis Xie's Mansion, but she never thought of it as a big deal, only because there was also the third young master Xie, a genius at that time.
Others who can read ten lines at a glance and remember everything they see are already geniuses among geniuses.
But Xie Buchen understood everything at a glance and could even recite it by heart.
She originally thought that she was not bad, but after meeting people like this, she realized that there are always people better than you, and she is nothing.
Jianchou lowered his eyes slightly and suddenly became silent.
After a while, she turned her head to look at the little ghost and said, "I'm afraid your cultivation is not very high, right? In the Nineteen Continents, as long as the spiritual awareness of the cultivator is strong enough, he can also remember everything he sees, but it just takes a little energy."
In other words, the ghost cultivators in the extreme realm should be able to do it as well.
It can be seen that what Chou did not say was that she could not use her spiritual sense at this moment.
After hearing this, the little-headed ghost couldn't help but roll his eyes at Jianchou.
His cultivation...
hehe.
"Let's hurry up. We still have two thick books to deal with and we have to hand them in tomorrow morning."
Jianchou and Big-headed Ghost both nodded, and the three of them, or rather one person and two ghosts, devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the revision of "Tianmingchao".
At the beginning, it was the little-headed ghost who looked up the words, Jianchou helped to interpret the words they didn't know, and the big-headed ghost gave the answers according to the rules.
But soon, they found that doing so was a complete waste of Jianchou's existence and was not fast enough.
So after a while, it became Jianchou who used his excellent memory to help sort it out.
Even at the end, Jianchou didn't need to look at the rules for reference because she had memorized them by heart.
In the end, the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost flipped through two booklets respectively, and Jianchou told them the relevant regulations to enter them at the same time.
Under this almost insane method, the speed at which "Tian Ming Chao" was flipped was beyond imagination.
"Hua La La..."
Now a page, now a page.
No matter whether they were the big-headed ghost or the small-headed ghost, they all felt that their souls were about to explode. Such high-intensity input consumed a great deal of their energy.
Jianchou noticed something was wrong halfway through the journey and asked them if they wanted to stop and rest.
But the two little ghosts looked at the sky and realized it was really getting late.
They simply didn't have that much time to waste, so they just shook their heads and gritted their teeth to hold on.
The oil lamp was relit by the little-headed ghost and burned for most of the night, until the oil in the lamp was almost burned out.
The tiny light also became smaller and seemed to be about to go out soon.
Fortunately, the two volumes of "Tianmingchao" are almost coming to an end.
"The last one was a thief who accidentally killed someone during his lifetime. However, he did it to save his mother, so his crime is reduced. He should be sent to the icy hell of the stripping pavilion in the Chujiang Palace."
Although Jianchou's mouth was dry, the punishment that this man deserved still emerged clearly in his mind, and he reported it to the little-headed ghost.
The little ghost quickly entered it, and when a line of words with a light blue glow appeared in the void, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked outside. The first ray of light was just emerging from the ground.
"It's really done..."
A dreamlike mumbling sound came out of his mouth.
It took him a long time to react. He even jumped up with joy, grabbing the big-headed ghost and shouting, "Big-head, Big-head! We've really done it, hahahaha, we've really done it!"
The big-headed ghost could no longer hold on and was about to fall asleep.
After being shaken by the little ghost, he didn't wake up much. He smiled foolishly in a daze and nodded: "Well, it's done..."
"Hahaha, we don't have to be chased away! We don't have to be chased away!"
For the first time ever, the small-headed ghost was not affected by the big-headed ghost's confused state, and he was in an abnormally excited state.
"This time I'm going to tell those bastards to open their eyes and see clearly. Hahahaha, I'm going to teach you a lesson for being so arrogant!"
When the little ghost thought of those guys from the Jieyin Division, he immediately felt happy.
He had even begun to imagine the surprised expressions on those people's faces when they saw him.
You know, no one gave them a good look yesterday at the Jieyin Division, and Zhang Tang was not there, so the two of them were really humiliated.
This time, I'm going to make those guys drop their jaws.
The little ghost was so excited that he even forgot Jianchou's identity. He stretched out his hand and patted Jianchou's shoulder. He said proudly: "You will follow me from now on. When I become a judge, I promise to take you to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks!"
Well…
Jianchou was slightly startled.
But then, the small-headed ghost continued to hug the big-headed ghost and laughed wildly.
She stood by and looked at the two brothers strangely for a while, and suddenly she felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart.
The faint bright light from the sky, reflected by the gloomy sky of the extreme region, appeared dim, and penetrated through the gaps and shone into Jianchou's eyes.
At that moment, she couldn't help but finally revealed a faint smile.
The polar region wasn't as bad as she thought.
I just don’t know if the old friends who used to laugh and joke with me are doing well