"What on earth is going on?"
When the little-headed ghost saw her sad expression, he knew that something must have happened that they didn't know about. Then, when he heard her mention "Cui Jue", his heart began to beat fast and he was a little confused.
Jianchou had already started to walk forward and said, "It was Cui Jue who was investigating my location, targeting me. But he didn't find me."
The voice paused, then turned and asked, "Is there a time limit for going to the registration office?"
"No."
The little-headed ghost answered Jianchou's question subconsciously, but his mind was still on Judge Cui.
Cui Jue is a powerful man now. It was he who was trying to find out where Jianchou was just now
Thinking of this, the little-headed ghost suddenly felt creepy.
He shrank his shoulders, looked at the dark buildings around him, and swallowed: "Then...then he won't come again, right?"
Jianchou turned around and smiled at him, with a teasing look on his face: "If I say he won't come again, would you believe me?"
The little ghost shook his head like a rattle: "How could I believe it!"
"That's it."
Jianchou was open-minded. He knew that these two little devils were timid and cowardly. He didn't mind their reactions at all. Instead, he found some amusement in them.
Poor Big-headed Ghost and Little-headed Ghost, they felt chilled to the bone after hearing Jianchou's indifferent words.
How could they have imagined that they picked up a living person and ended up on a huge pirate ship
well.
It's too late to get off the boat now.
Seeing Jianchou moving forward again, the two of them looked at each other, and resigned themselves to their fate as they took steps to catch up with him.
After walking for about two minutes, the buildings not far ahead became dense again after a period of being sparse.
However, the color of the buildings here, unlike most of the colorful ones at the city gate, has returned to a heavy, dark color.
“This is it.”
When Yuanyuan saw this area of buildings, the little-headed ghost pointed out a direction to Jianchou.
Jianchou looked up in the direction he pointed, and among the numerous buildings, there was a tall archway rising from the ground at the end of his sight, making the surrounding buildings look much shorter.
Eighteen skulls are carved on the base of the archway, and on both sides are pictures of the eighteen levels of hell, which look hideous and terrifying.
There are three big characters on the top of the archway:
Registration office.
There were two little ghosts guarding the door, wearing simple black robes similar to those of the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost, like yamen runners in the human world.
As soon as Jianchou, the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost were standing in front of the archway, a ghost with a greasy belly pointed at them with the three-pronged fork in his hand and said, "Are you new ghosts here to be registered?!"
In the silent night, the shrill voice echoed throughout the building almost instantly.
The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost were both startled and hurriedly walked out from behind Jianchou.
The big-headed ghost is dull, and the small-headed ghost is slippery.
These kinds of dealings with people are all done by little devils.
So at this moment, the big-headed ghost naturally fell back two steps and followed the small-headed ghost, allowing the small-headed ghost to talk to the gatekeeper ghost.
The little-headed ghost was small and short, not even half as tall as the fat gatekeeper ghost. He cupped his hands respectfully, looking like he was fawning on the villain: "That's right, the matter of guiding new ghosts to the Wrongful Death City has recently been transferred to the Guidance Department. This is the first time I've brought a new ghost here. Look, it's the one at the back."
As he spoke, the little-headed ghost pointed behind himself.
Jianchou stood there, without moving at all, just looking at the gatekeeper ghost with some curiosity.
It was as tall as half an iron building, and seemed to be leading a good life. It had a purple face, a pair of round eyes, and seemed to breathe out through its nose when it spoke.
At this moment, they turned their eyes and stared at Jianchou.
"How can even such a cripple be allowed to enter the City of the Dead?"
As soon as he saw Jianchou, the iron-like ghost frowned with contempt.
Jianchouyuan was still thinking about stepping forward and greeting him, after all, he was under someone's roof and had to bow his head.
Who would have thought that this ghost would say such a thing.
This is really something I never expected.
"Disabled?"
She was a little puzzled and looked down at herself. Apart from the fact that her body looked like it had been gnawed by someone, how else was it disabled
"If the three souls and seven spirits are not complete, what else can he be but a cripple?"
When the ghost saw that Chou still didn't understand, he became even more contemptuous of him and suddenly lost all interest in extorting money from him.
"Alright, alright, the master is still inside, you guys go in quickly!"
"Thank you both, thank you both."
When the little ghost heard this, he was delighted and quickly thanked him.
But when he turned around, he saw Chou still standing there in a daze. He was anxious and wanted to ask, "Master Jianchou, what are you doing standing there in a daze?" Fortunately, he reacted in time, coughed, and scolded, "New ghost, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Hurry up and come in!"
This is really like pretending to be a grandson in front of his grandfather, and pretending to be a grandfather in front of his grandson, switching between grandson and grandfather with ease.
That’s awesome.
Jianchou laughed in his heart. Although he felt uncomfortable with the attitude of the two gatekeepers, he did not react much and pretended to be submissive and said, "Yes, yes."
Having said that, he walked up.
The little-headed ghost was satisfied and said to the two gatekeeper ghosts: "This new ghost has just arrived and is a little stupid. Please don't mind it."
"Go quickly."
The gatekeeper ghost had no interest in the cripples and drove them away impatiently.
The small-headed ghost then bowed and smiled as he led the big-headed ghost and Jianchou through the archway and saw the registration office in front.
There are several steps in front of the main entrance, with two tall sculptures on both sides, and the layout is similar to that of a government office in the human world.
Jianchou looked at it and found it was still far away, so she couldn't see the statue clearly. She only vaguely thought it looked like a human figure. She couldn't help but ask, "Why is this registry office so similar to the government offices in the human world?"
"The Extreme Territory has almost severed its connection with the cultivation world. Over the past ten generations, most ghost cultivators have come from isolated islands on the human world, so they are more influenced by that place. The underworld and other places are modeled after the human world."
The little-headed ghost had already been puzzled and had asked people before, so it was easy for him to explain.
In the time it took them to finish these two sentences, they had already approached the gate.
Then, Jianchou finally saw the two tall statues clearly.
Although the entire registration office is not as tall as the archway outside, the building itself is already one level higher than the outside. The height of these two statues is almost the same as the archway outside!
Standing under this statue and looking up, one will unexpectedly feel a sense of oppression and suffocation.
"This is King Qin Guang, the number one king of hell in Bafang City."
This was not the first time that the little-headed ghost had seen this statue, so he knew it very well. When he saw that Chou noticed it, he introduced it to the audience again.
King Qin Guang
Is he the most powerful one in Bafang City
Jianchou couldn't help but look up -
The entire body of the dark black stone statue was carved and polished from unknown material, but there was a deep luster flowing faintly inside, attracting attention from all directions.
It is indeed a portrait of a person, holding an open book in his left hand and an ancient round mirror in his right hand. He is wearing a crown and a royal robe, with wide sleeves fluttering in the wind. He is tall and straight, and also looks majestic.
Long eyebrows pick up the stars, and calm eyes hide the mountains and rivers.
There was even a faint smile on his lips, but he was full of majesty and looked down on the world!
When I saw Chou, I felt my heart tremble.
Not only for the posture and majesty of King Qin Guang, who seemed to be able to control the mountains and rivers, but also for the posture when he held an object in each hand, and the crown on his head...
Somehow, it reminded her of what she had seen in the audience in the past.
The "self" who reaches out to me.
The robes and crowns were different, but the posture carried a familiarity that made one's scalp tingle.
The images in my memory flew out like crazy.
Jianchou stood there and watched, as if he was frozen, or as if he was intimidated by the aura of the statue.
"Each King of Hell has two ancient sacred treasures. In King Qin Guang's left hand is the Book of Life and Death, and in his right hand is the Mirror of the Sea of Bitterness that always shines on the Mirror of Sin."
The trembling voice was filled with fear.
The little-headed ghost just thought that Jianchou was stunned just like he was the first time he saw the statue, and didn't think too much about it.
He kept looking around, as if he was afraid that his words might offend others.
The Book of Life and Death governs the six realms of reincarnation; the Mirror of the Sea of Suffering reveals the sins of all living beings.
As the first King of Hell, King Qin Guang controls two magical instruments, both of which were born in the Jiyu Realm. They were created by heaven and earth, representing the rules of operation and are extremely powerful.
Such treasures created by heaven and earth are called holy and ancient treasures.
Jianchou finally came back to her senses. She blinked, with a somewhat obscure dark light in her eyes, and slowly raised her palms.
Empty hands, no axe, no sword.
Her voice was as low as a dream: "Does every department in the underworld have statues of the Lords of Hell?"
"They all have them. Each department is governed by a certain Lord Yama, and each has a statue of that Lord Yama. I heard that the one at the registry office is small, and the one in Bafang City is really big!"
The little-headed ghost became interested when he heard this, and started talking in front of Jianchou with great spit.
Bafang City is the city where the eight Yama Kings reside. It is known as the "heart" of the polar region and is a huge behemoth.
But what the extreme domain ghost cultivators yearn for most is not the unattainable eight Yama Kings, but their statues.
In the entire polar region, only in Bafang City can one see the statues of the eight Yama Kings at the same time.
Rumor has it that each statue is taller than an eighteen-story building, with their feet on the eighteen levels of hell that they govern, and their heads peek above the nine-layered sky of the polar region, which is quite terrifying.
Even if you stand far away from Bafang City, you can see it.
The eight statues are called the eight "Heavenly Statues" and represent the rule of the eight Yama Kings over the entire polar region.
It has never fallen in the past ten generations.
"Never Fallen..."
Jianchou listened and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, letting the strong emotion in his eyes disappear quietly.
The little ghost was already talking excitedly. Seeing Chou's expression, he thought she was the same as him, so he asked, "Do you also want to go to Bafang City to see the statues of the eight Yama Lords?"
Jianchou slowly withdrew his gaze, nodded, and smiled faintly: "I do."
"Haha, then I'll take you to broaden your horizons in the future... No, no, no, no, it's that... Great Master Jianchou, take us to broaden our horizons, hehe."
The little ghost realized halfway through what he was saying and quickly slapped his mouth to change his words.
Jianchou didn't mind at all. He just took a last look at the tall stone statue of King Qin Guang, then turned around, walked up the steps, and walked towards the gate of the registration office.
It’s more than just Bafang City
The universe is vast and endless.
She wanted to climb the steps one by one and see the scenery one by one...
The long night in the City of the Dead was only half over.
Inside the entrance hall of the registry office, a judge in official uniform had already received a message from the ghost at the archway, and knew that a new ghost had arrived. Now he was sitting in the hall, his fat body sunk into a chair, with a scroll of the ghost book of the City of the Dead spread out in front of him.
Hearing footsteps, three figures walked in. The fat judge had a stern face, slapped the jade eucalyptus, and shouted, "What's the name of the new ghost? Tell me now!"
Jianchou was not frightened. She bowed as soon as she entered the door.
My heart was as deep as an ancient well, and I had a wonderful feeling. In this strange and unpredictable polar region, it was the first time I introduced myself openly.
"The new ghost has no surname, his name is Jianchou."