The underworld, the reception office.
New ghosts were constantly being escorted back and forth on the bridge by the ghost officials. The bridge in the middle was much wider, and was specially built for the ghost officials and ghost officials working in the Reception Office.
As soon as the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost entered the fog, they hurriedly walked onto the bridge.
At this moment, in the inner hall of the reception office.
Almost a dozen ghost officials have arrived. Those who are familiar with each other gather in groups of three or four and talk about their situations.
"Hey, have you finished your decision?"
"Don't mention it. I did calculate it, but I didn't check it again. Who knows if there is any mistake? Really..."
"Yeah, the schedule is too tight. I haven't been able to sleep well for two nights."
…
Most of the ghost officials were sighing. It was obvious that no matter whether they had finished the work or not, they were all troubled by the matter of "Tianmingchao".
The only quiet place is probably the rightmost corner of the inner hall.
A long eucalyptus tree was placed upright, and several thick stacks of rosters were piled on the table, making it look a bit crowded.
The person sitting behind Chang An was none other than Zhang Tang, who had been a ghost official for only a few days.
Everyone around him was talking non-stop, and they were all somewhat worried about his situation. All the discussions reached Zhang Tang's ears, but he just kept his eyes closed, as if he was resting, and didn't seem to care about the situation of others at all.
Unmoved by the eight winds.
Many ghost officials would feel an unspeakable feeling in their hearts when they saw him by chance: Look at this posture, he is so arrogant and self-assured!
After all, he came from the City of the Dead and was a tough guy whom they couldn't afford to offend.
Zhang Tang was an official during his lifetime, a high-ranking official like the Chief Justice and the emperor's confidant. It is unknown how many people died at his hands.
I once heard someone say that when this man was first sent to the City of the Dead, he was surrounded by a thick, lingering evil aura, and none of the ghost cultivators around him dared to approach him.
For the cultivators of the Nineteen Continents, "evil spirit" is more often a description rather than a person actually being "evil", but Zhang Tang's "evil spirit" is very real.
Those who have committed murder during their lifetime will bring bad luck after their death.
As for Zhang Tang...
How many people must he have killed and how much blood must he have been stained with to have such a strong evil aura
After someone secretly inquired about it, they quietly gave this cruel official from the world some nicknames. Some called him "human butcher" and some called him "pen-and-paper clerk". In short, they were not good words.
"snort."
Xing Wu, the White Impermanence of the Wuchang clan, who was also the ghost official who didn't give the little-headed ghost any face yesterday, saw Zhang Tang sitting quietly over there from afar. He felt angry and uncomfortable, and could not help but snorted coldly.
Xing Wu has a handsome face and wears white clothes. Among the many strange-looking ghost cultivators in the underworld, he can be considered to be handsome and romantic.
After he snorted coldly, the several ghost officials standing next to him couldn't help but look over.
"He's not panicking at all." Someone said sourly.
"He has Judge Chu's protection. I heard that he is already favored by the Palace of Prince Qin Guang and is about to be sent to participate in the competition. Who knows, he might be the next Cui Jue?"
"Cui Jue... Speaking of which, I heard that Judge Cui came the day before yesterday. How did that matter go?"
That thing refers to the axe that suddenly appeared at the gates of hell a few days ago.
The appearance of the axe was so strange that even though Judge Chu had ordered not to spread the news, there were so many people gossiping that the news could not be kept secret for a few days.
Therefore, even the ghost officials who did not witness the situation that day heard about it later.
Several major hell palaces have sent people to patrol near the Ghost Gate.
However, no matter how powerful others were, they could not resist King Qin Guang who directly sent Cui Jue, the only big shot who was promoted to Grand Judge in more than a hundred years.
Upon hearing that Cui Jue was coming, he put away the axe, but for some unknown reason, he stayed there and did not leave.
Now, when a ghost official suddenly asked about this, Xing Wu frowned, and his cold eyes, with a little fear and disgust, fell on Zhang Tang again.
They were not unaware that Judge Chu had frequently called Zhang Tang to talk these days.
As for the topic of the conversation, what else could it be except the axe
Everyone is not a fool and can't guess it at all.
Zhang Tang, who had the opportunity to come into contact with those things, must know some information that they don’t know.
Just thinking about this, Xing Wu felt more and more blocked in the heart, and he felt suffocated and suffocated.
When I returned to the Wuchang tribe a few days ago, the tribesmen also mentioned Zhang Tang, saying that the person recommended by the Qin Guangwang Palace this year might be this guy.
Others have to work hard, but he is on the verge of success overnight.
After all, it’s not without reason that people say he might be the next Cui Jue.
The difference is that Cui Jue was an upright and honest official during his lifetime, while Zhang Tang was a cruel official who peeled off people's skin, pulled out people's tendons, and ground people's bones. He was a dog official!
Unconsciously, Xing Wu's eyes gradually became unfriendly.
Zhang Tang, who was sitting behind a long eucalyptus tree in the distance, didn't know if he felt the gaze, but he lifted his eyelids and opened his eyes.
A calm gaze poured out and just happened to collide with Xing Wu's.
At that moment, all the hairs on Xing Wu's body stood up and he felt horrified.
It's like saying bad things about someone behind their back, and then the person being talked about suddenly appears behind you.
Across the spacious inner hall, Zhang Tang's gaze was indifferent, and he exuded a heavy and solemn aura.
This was the look he was most accustomed to: looking at everyone like a prisoner.
"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang!"
Just as Zhang Tang was thinking about Xing Wu, a few enthusiastic shouts suddenly came from behind.
Sounds somewhat familiar.
In the entire underworld, there are probably only two people who call him that.
Zhang Tang withdrew his gaze, as if he had never looked at Xing Wu at all, and turned his head to look.
At the gate, the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost who had arrived late had just stepped over the threshold, each holding a copy of "Tianmingchao" in their hands. Both of them looked haggard, with big dark circles under their eyes, which was probably caused by not sleeping all night.
In particular, the big-headed ghost following the small-headed ghost looked like he was about to fall asleep while walking.
I heard that when he went to Judge Chu yesterday, these two little ghosts were anxious to find him, but later it seemed that they didn’t find him, so they just took leave and went back.
For them, "Tianmingchao" must be a tricky thing.
Zhang Tang knew without a doubt that they had come to him yesterday for this matter.
Seeing the two men approaching, Zhang Tang glanced at the thick book they were holding and said, "I heard you came to see me yesterday. Is it about the Tianmingchao?"
"Haha, we originally came here for this matter, but since you were not here, we had to go back and do it ourselves." The little-headed ghost did not hide anything.
Although everyone said that Zhang Tang was full of evil spirits, when the little ghost asked him about reading, this man actually answered meticulously.
At that time, the little ghost keenly discovered a way to get close to Zhang Tang.
You know, Zhang Tang is likely to become a great judge in the future, so there is no harm in making friends with him.
So, from then on, the little ghost would come to ask Zhang Tang whenever he had any questions. But Zhang Tang seemed particularly humane in this matter and basically answered every question.
After a few visits, the little-headed ghost really became familiar to him.
At this moment, he dragged the big-headed ghost in three or two steps and came in front of Zhang Tang, with a happy face, shaking the "Tianmingchao" in his hand.
"Look, Lao Zhang, it's all done!"
It has been finalized
Zhang Tang was a little surprised. He put his hands together in his sleeves, and he looked very steady.
After hearing what the little-headed ghost said, he couldn't help but frowned, as if he felt it was a little unlikely, so he reached out and took the "Tianmingchao" from the little-headed ghost and opened it to read.
There were twenty names on each page. Zhang Tang checked them one by one and found no mistakes.
I randomly clicked on a few pages and turned to the end, only then did I realize that the entire book "Tianmingchao" was actually completed, without even a single mistake.
This is really...
Somewhat hard to imagine.
Seeing that Zhang Tang had turned the page to the end, with his fingers pressed on the paper, he seemed to be in deep thought. The little ghost couldn't help but feel proud: "How about it, you can't believe it? Hahaha..."
I don't quite believe it.
Zhang Tang's eyes were still calm, but they contained a hint of inquiry.
The ghost at the door said that the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost asked for leave and went back around noon. At that time, they had no one to turn to, and the two copies of "Tianmingchao" were basically untouched.
All in all, the time left for the two little ghosts to determine the punishment would not exceed nine hours.
Nine hours is considered fast for an ordinary ghost official to finish processing a book.
It is really unreasonable that the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost managed to finish two books in such a short time with almost no mistakes.
Even if Zhang Tang himself came, he would probably only be able to finish one and a half books.
In particular, he knew better than anyone that the number of words these two people knew could be counted on one's fingers.
Can it be done
If it is true, what method is used
For no reason, the white-haired ghost that I met at the entrance of the village when I went to look for the two little ghosts that day came to my mind.
The two impoverished people suddenly asked the white-haired ghost to borrow a pile of firewood.
This is also very unusual.
Having solved countless murder cases and determined countless lives and deaths, Zhang Tang's sensitivity far exceeded the imagination of the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost.
All the clues are revealed.
But who doesn’t have secrets
These two little devils didn't block his way in any way, so there was no need to pursue the matter further.
Therefore, Zhang Tang slowly closed the "Tianmingchao" and handed it back to the little-headed ghost, but did not speak.
The little-headed ghost didn't realize anything was wrong yet, and his whole body felt light and fluttery, as if he was about to fly into the sky at any moment.
He looked around and immediately noticed that many people were looking at him.
The little ghost suddenly became more and more proud. He shrugged his shoulders and shook the "Tianming Copy" in his hand, looking relaxed.
At that time, many ghost officials felt a chill in their hearts.
In the past, the little ghost was humble and submissive, like a dog. He would bully anyone who came and he would respond with a smile. Why is it that today he seems like a different person and starts to provoke them
So, you think you did a good job on "Tianmingchao" this time
"Let him be proud of himself. When Judge Chu arrives, he will reveal his true colors."
Xing Wu, who had just ridiculed the little-headed ghost yesterday, felt disgusted when he saw his smile, so he simply looked away and stopped looking at him.
There were still whispers in the inner hall, but they soon quieted down.
A figure appeared outside the lobby.
Judge Chu walked over quickly with steady steps.
He held a shining jade plate in his hand, wore a ochre robe, a crown and a jade hairpin on his head; his face was as red as a date, his beard was not long, but a black stubble; his eyes drooped at the corners, making him look very old-fashioned.
All the ghost officials in the inner hall, no matter where they were, basically stood up, and those who were originally standing straightened their backs to make themselves look more solemn.
Everyone was waiting for Judge Chu to step into the hall and then salute.
Unexpectedly, Judge Chu stopped at the door today, turned around and waved his hand, as if there was someone behind him.
At that moment, everyone was shocked: a big shot is coming!
Zhang Tang, on the other hand, remained calm, and it was obvious that he knew exactly who was coming.
The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost looked around nervously.
After Judge Chu made a "please" gesture, the person behind him walked up slowly.
He was a young man in a blue robe, but one could see some vicissitudes of life between his eyebrows. He had a smile on his face, and looked quite clear-headed.
As soon as he appeared at the door, it was as if he brought a whole expanse of blue sky, so clear and bright.
In the entire gloomy underworld, when has there ever been such a bright and comfortable moment
Everyone was a little stunned, and even forgot to think about this person's identity for a moment.
"Mr. Chu, you are too polite."
He bowed slightly to Judge Chu, but did not refuse. He walked in first and quickly looked around.
Judge Chu then walked in and said to the young man in blue robe, "Master Cui, this is the inner hall where my Jieyin Division works."
The young man in the blue robe nodded and said kindly, "Today I am only ordered to inspect the matter of Tianmingchao. Sir Chu, you don't have to pay attention to me. Please do as you please."
"Then please sit down for a moment, Master Cui. I will sort out some of the affairs in the office first."
Judge Chu waved his hand again and was respectful to this "Mr. Cui" in every way, not daring to be negligent or neglectful in the slightest.
Mr. Cui.
Is there anyone in the underworld who has a higher status than Judge Chu, and whose surname is Cui
After hearing only a few words, everyone in the inner hall took a deep breath: Who else could this gentle and steady young man in a blue robe be but Cui Jue? !
"Gurgle."
The little-headed ghost stared at Cui Jue who was walking through the hall. He did not feel any relaxation or kindness, but only felt an inexplicable suffocation.
This is the chief judge under King Qin Guang’s seat!
I've been in the underworld for so long, but I've never seen such a powerful person.
The little-headed ghost didn't even dare to breathe. He stared at Cui Jue along with everyone else, watching him walk all the way to the hall and choose a chair below Judge Chu and sit down.
The big-headed ghost was a little awake now, and was trembling with fear.
The entire inner hall suddenly became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
The atmosphere was not tense, and Cui Jue was not annoying at all, but everyone was extremely nervous.
Of course, it is still—
Except Zhang Tang.
He tucked his left hand into his right sleeve, and his right hand into his left sleeve. Both hands were held up by the sleeves, and he looked gloomy.
His gaze on Cui Jue did not stay on it for long before he retracted it.
One is a cruel and unscrupulous official, the other is a kind and honest official who loves the people like his own children.
After all, I'm not that kind of person. I'm not saying I don't like such exaggeration, but I just can't deal with it very well.
No matter how honest an official may be, once he is sent to his imperial prison, he can be found guilty even if he is innocent. It all depends on whether the emperor wants you to be an honest official or a useless official.
Therefore, Zhang Tang had no interest in this great judge Cui Jue and only thought about the axe.
The Jieyinsi has its back to the underworld and faces the Ghost Gate and the evil land beyond the gate.
The sky outside was still gloomy.
The sky gradually brightened and then gradually darkened.
The little ghosts with no special abilities are like refugees. They do not live in the city of the underworld, but just like the big-headed ghosts and small-headed ghosts, they live in many villages surrounding the city.
They will have to wait until they have achieved success in their cultivation before they will be qualified to live in the city.
The small village where Jianchou is at the moment is quite far away from the gates of hell. Looking out from the window, he can see a group of hideous and dangerous mountains in the distance.
However, the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost have not returned yet.
No one noticed that there was another person in the cabin.
She stood quietly in front of the window nailed with wooden bars for a long time. The silver lock in her palm had become the same temperature as her body.
Turning around slowly, Jianchou saw again the Human Emperor Sword, the Qiankun Bag and the Spirit Beast Bag leaning against the door.
A plan that had been brewing for the whole day was gradually taking shape in her mind.
After reading the piece of paper left by the little-headed ghost, Jianchou suddenly was not in a hurry to leave Jiyu.
Even so, this is a dangerous place for her.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and sounds gradually appeared in the village. They were the voices of the little ghosts greeting each other after returning from work.
From a distance, Jianchou heard a few excited shouts, which seemed to come from the other end of the village.
"Baimao, Baimao! This is the money I owe you for the firewood. Is one Xuanyu enough?"
"Ah... Xuanyu? Did you two get rich?"
"Hey, Judge Chu sent this today, thank you!"
"… Today's post… It's really a big success…"
…
There were several conversations. One was a small-headed ghost, and the other should be the "white-haired ghost" they mentioned before.
When Jianchou heard the sound, he knew they had returned.
Sure enough, after a while, the footsteps reached the door, and they seemed very brisk.
“What a beautiful day!”
As he opened the door, the little-headed ghost shouted happily.
The big-headed ghost also laughed foolishly, nodded vigorously and followed in.
Looking at the two of them like this, Jianchou could easily guess that things would go smoothly today.
This is perfect, a good mood is suitable for talking about things.
She smiled and asked, "No one doubts it, right?"
"Uh..." The little ghost scratched his head and said, "Someone must have suspected us, but it's not a big deal. At most, they thought that Big Head and I found someone who can read to help us. But the look on Judge Chu's face today, hahaha..."
It's so refreshing!
In fact, Judge Chu knew that these two were originally uneducated.
However, Judge Cui was present at the time. Even if he had doubts, he could not grab the two little devils by their ears and call them up to question them. After all, they were his own men. How embarrassing it would be if he made a fool of himself.
Therefore, Judge Chu was like a dumb person eating bitter herbs, unable to express his grievances.
Not only did he not ask any further questions about the matter, he also commended the two men and gave them a full ten black jades.
"Ten pieces of Xuanyu, that's ten pieces!"
The little-headed ghost sat down at the table, took out a small bag from his sleeve and opened it.
There are black jade-like stones inside, but when you look closely, they seem to be translucent, but there is a thick floc-like substance inside, so it looks very black.
There were nine coins in the bag, and the little-headed ghost took them out one by one.
He placed the nine black jades one by one on the broken table, almost showing off, and said with great pride: "How are they? Do they look good? Are they amazing?"
Jianchou thought about it for a while and praised sincerely: "It looks good, amazing."
"I just- Ugh!"
Halfway through his words, the little ghost suddenly realized something was wrong and made a "Pooh" sound.
"No wonder you are so sincere."
This is praising herself.
The big-headed ghost laughed honestly at the side.
Jianchou couldn't help laughing. Seeing the angry look on the little ghost's face, he just changed the subject and asked, "What's wrong with Xuanyu? Why is he so happy?"
"Xuanyu is the money here, but it can also be used for cultivation. In your Nineteen Continents, this is called... called..."
I can’t remember it again.
Jianchou understood: "Spirit Stone?"
"right."
The little ghost slapped his head and explained, "It's the same thing. It's just that the black jade contains the earth's Yin Hua. We rely on this for cultivation, but it's too slow to absorb it by ourselves. It's better to have the black jade."
With these nine black jades, their cultivation would not only soar greatly, but at least they would have no problem entering the second level of concentration.
Once you have the cultivation level, won’t everything else follow
Now the little ghost feels that he made the right decision by picking up Jianchou.
He touched the black jades one by one and couldn't let go.
When Jianchou saw this, he was moved: "Do you have any cultivation techniques here?"
"Of course there is. Earth power can nourish the soul and strengthen the power of the soul. Different skills have different ways of absorbing it. But Datou and I must be using the worst skills."
The little-headed ghost was not prepared and answered casually.
But after he finished answering, he realized that Jianchou's words were a little unusual.
The relaxed look just now was almost immediately put away.
The fear in the little ghost's eyes reappeared, and he looked back at the sword and two bags leaning against the door.
In fact, he had kept a little trick up his sleeve, and if Jianchou had touched him, he would definitely know.
After seeing clearly that there was nothing unusual, the little ghost breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to ask Jianchou: "Why do you want to ask so many questions?"
How vigilant.
However, Jianchou was not at all uncomfortable after being exposed. She then asked another question: "It's not very important what you want to do, but is what you just said true? The Earth Power Yin Hua is to nourish the soul? Then if there is a pill that can nourish the soul, but it comes from the Nineteen Continents, I wonder if it will be of any use to you?"
At that moment, the little ghost's heart skipped a beat.
He held those small black jades in his hands, and began to tremble a little because of Jianchou's sudden words.
There seemed to be some other meaning hidden in Jianchou's words.
The little-headed ghost thought about it a little more deeply and actually felt a great hope. He knew that he should remain calm at this time, but how could he remain calm
This is definitely not picking up a trouble, but picking up a great opportunity!
Unprecedented!
She's definitely a rich woman.
Suppressing his inner excitement, the little ghost said in a trembling voice: "You, you have?"
When Jianchou saw his reaction, he knew that he had made the right bet.
It's really the same.
The last three realms of cultivation in the Nineteen Continents are "Return to the Void", "Boundaries" and "Reaching the Heavens". The last three realms of cultivation for the ghost cultivators in the Extreme Realm are also "Return to the Void", "Boundaries" and "Reaching the Heavens".
Even though we don’t know whether their definitions of these three realms are different, the fact that they have the same name already explains a lot.
Different paths lead to the same destination.
All the ways of the world ultimately lead to the same result.
It was for this reason that Jianchou thought of using elixirs as a starting point.
After confirming that this type of elixir was also effective against ghost cultivators, Jianchou felt relieved.
She said, "I have these pills, and there are quite a few of them. They are in the Qiankun bag hanging on the sword. If you are willing, we can make another deal. You return the Qiankun bag, and I will take out the pills for you to try. Right now, I still know nothing about the Jiyu, so you don't have to worry about me harming anyone."
There is nothing substantial on the so-called "New Ghost Information".
It is dangerous for a living person like Jianchou to walk around outside.
So it was not a lie when Jianchou said that he was “completely in the dark”.
The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost looked at each other, neither of them refuted, nodded, and indicated that they should continue.
Jianchou knew that the two little ghosts were already tempted, so he continued: "If it is confirmed that the elixir is useful to you, I can continue to provide some for you to practice, but in exchange, you need to introduce me to some things in the Jiyu, and... give me the exercises."
"What?"
All the above things are understandable, but the technique is simply unbelievable.
The little ghost opened his eyes wide: "Aren't you a cultivator from the Nineteenth Continent? What do you need the skills for? Besides... you are missing three souls and seven spirits, so the skills are useless. A ghost with a broken soul can't even practice."
To put it simply, he's a loser.
The little-headed ghost was so straightforward that Jianchou didn't expect much.
However, his words did not reveal any reluctance, so she felt relieved.
As for the incompleteness of the three souls and seven spirits...
That was one of the questions she wanted to ask.
"The Jiyu is in charge of the six reincarnations. Whenever a mortal on the isolated island dies, his soul will be escorted through the gates of hell and then registered. Is that right?"
The little-headed ghost nodded, but still didn't know what she wanted to ask.
"Generally speaking, after a mortal dies, his soul will automatically be put into the City God Temple on an isolated island in the human world, and then enter reincarnation."
"But we don't accept everyone. We definitely won't accept people with incomplete souls like you. And those who become monks, when they become monks, they have automatically jumped out of the reincarnation of the underworld. Even if they die, their souls will only dissipate between heaven and earth."
"As for the register, that is, the book of life and death, it can all be found."
Those with incomplete souls will not be accepted, which means that her incomplete soul has nothing to do with the underworld.
So…
Jianchou's voice suddenly became a little hoarse. He blinked his eyes, holding back the dampness and bitterness in his eyes, and then he asked calmly, "What about the baby who is still in his mother's womb?"
Something is wrong.
Although he had only known Jianchou for two days, the little ghost felt that he should be a strong man who could remain calm even when faced with a catastrophe.
Now, this expression gives people a sense of restraint and depression.
It was as if she had hidden something deep in her heart, almost suffocating herself.
After hesitating for an inexplicable moment, the little-headed ghost spoke: "Once a baby appears in its mother's womb, it already has life. Having life means that the underworld has arranged for a new soul to be reincarnated, and it is no different from an ordinary mortal."
"… "
Jianchou was completely stunned.
Two lines of tears rolled down from her eyes, so suddenly.
The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost were frightened instantly, their mouths opened wide, and they didn't react for a long time: "Are you, are you okay?"
Those two lines of tears came so suddenly.
Even Jianchou herself was a little slow to react. After hearing the voices of the small-headed ghost and the big-headed ghost, she raised her hand belatedly and touched her cheek, where she felt the wetness.
"I'm fine..."
fine
Is this what you call nothing
The little ghost didn't know what to say. He wanted to speak, but was afraid of saying something wrong and irritating Jianchou. He coughed for a long time before he mustered up the courage to say, "The Book of Life and Death is mainly managed in Bafang City and is in the hands of several Yama Kings and the Great Judge. If you want me and Big Head to help, I'm afraid there is no way."
Jianchouyuan didn't want the help of these two little ghosts.
She wasn't actually upset at all, she was just a little depressed, as for crying...
Isn't that a very normal thing
Although she almost couldn't remember what it felt like, she just felt it was a little strange.
"No problem."
She'll find a way herself.
Jianchou paused, then said, "Give me the Qiankun bag. It contains some elixirs, which should be enough to nourish the soul."
After all, she was missing three souls and seven spirits at the beginning, and Fudao Shanren found a lot of elixirs for her, but they were of little use to her, at most they were just nourishing, so she didn't use them all the time.
Unexpectedly, it came in handy today.
The little ghost was so excited that he kept rubbing his hands, feeling like he had hit the jackpot these days.
If others knew that he was hiding a living person, who knows what would happen.
It is true that wealth and honor are achieved through risk.
After hearing what Jianchou said, he hurried to the door, took down the Qiankun bag, handed it to Jianchou, and asked, "Don't you want the remaining sword and the other bag?"
"Transactions must be made one at a time. I can only do you a favor. You shouldn't ask for more."
What Jianchou said seemed to make sense, but upon closer thought, it was not the case at all: these things originally belonged to her.
There is a reason why you don’t get all your things back at once.
At present, Jianchou's understanding of Jiyu is still superficial, and he will need these two little ghosts more often.
Leaving two things in their hands is equivalent to deliberately leaving a handle in their hands. This way, when facing her, the two little ghosts will have more confidence and will not be so timid. Relatively speaking, they will also feel that she is easier to control.
In the final analysis, it's all calculation.
Although the little-headed ghost was quite scheming, he didn't think about that. He still felt that he had met a kind person, so he happily hung the sword and the spirit beast bag back on his waist.
"You're right. This is fine. It's not a problem for you to stay in the Extreme Region, but you still have to find a way to disguise yourself. A living person will attract too much attention. It's a bit too exaggerated to say that you are pretending to be a golden ghost cultivator."
Jianchou just took the Qiankun bag in his hand, calmed down, and prepared to summon his spiritual consciousness to open it.
Hearing the little-headed ghost's words, she paused, looked up and asked, "Pretend?"
"Yes. In fact, only we know that you are a living person, because you didn't refute us when we asked at the beginning. In fact, if your cultivation is not low, when people see your body, they will just think that you already have your own body. Hehe, am I smart?"
The little-headed ghost became proud.
That's a good idea.
only…
She is lacking in her three souls and seven spirits, and although she wants to try the cultivation method of the Extreme Realm, it may not work.
The golden body realm in the extreme realm is equivalent to the "out-of-body experience" in the nineteen continents. How could it be so easy
She thought about it, sighed in her heart, and didn't respond.
The little ghost was still chattering, and when he remembered Judge Cui who was still in the Jieyin Division, he quickly added, "Even if you are lucky enough to find a way to disguise yourself now, you'd better not go out recently. Judge Cui hasn't left the Jieyin Division yet because of the axe incident. If you go out, you will definitely be caught..."
He pressed his fingers on the opening of the Qiankun bag, and his spiritual consciousness rushed out. In almost an instant, the opening of the bag loosened.
It's opened.
But at the same time, Jianchou was also stunned, with a strange look in her eyes. She slowly raised her head and said, "You just said, an axe?"