Following Zhuang Qiu, Zhang Hui stepped into the elevator of this haunted house.
He was surprised when he saw the elevator.
"This Yincao also has an elevator?"
Zhuang Qiu explained with a smile: "This is just a concrete elevator..."
"Essentially, this is the instinctive reaction of the underworld, the product of fine-tuning through the consciousness of me, the acting city god..."
"It can take us to any corner of this underworld!"
"Just think of it as a teleportation technique!"
Zhang Hui listened and had a preliminary idea.
At this time, the elevator stopped on the eighth floor.
The elevator door opens.
Ahead were partitioned rooms. These rooms were hazy and shrouded in the gloomy air, making it difficult to see clearly.
When Zhang Hui walked by.
From these partitioned rooms, the sound of claws scratching and stabbing at the walls could be heard.
"Tens of thousands of evil spirits are imprisoned here..."
"They were originally suppressed in the underworld by Mr...."
"Now, I have moved you here..."
This is a very simple matter for her.
The city god is the master of the underworld.
Naturally, you can choose to decorate your own house, move furniture, and redesign certain facilities.
Although Zhuang Qiu was an ancient man a hundred years ago.
But she has always communicated with the real world.
She has been exposed to today's popular Internet culture and even live broadcasts.
Since she became the City God, everything in this underworld will be shaped according to her inner desire.
Under the influence of modern consciousness and cultural cognition, the underworld has naturally changed.
And this is God’s authority!
Even if you are just a subordinate of Lord Taishan, there are some things you can possess without learning.
This is where the power of God lies.
Cogito ergo sum.
Therefore, the power moves with the heart, and magical powers arise spontaneously when thoughts arise.
In the underworld, the god of the underworld is both heaven and earth!
Zhang Hui didn't understand this, so he was naturally amazed.
"So... Xiaozhuang... no... Zhuang Chenghuang..." He asked: "Can you explain it conveniently?"
Zhuang Qiu listened, shook his head and said, "I don't understand many things..."
She is not a city god who has become a city god through self-cultivation.
It has no great power in itself.
This great power is given by external forces.
Naturally, many things are confusing, and even I don’t know why for a while.
I just vaguely know what I can and cannot do.
but why
That's not clear.
She thought hard and hard, and then used the thoughts she could feel now to explain to Zhang Hui: "Probably, you can think of this underworld as a network system..."
"Mr. Taishan Mansion is the service provider and provider of this network..."
"He has now increased my authority and made me the administrator of the Imperial City Division..."
"Some users can be banned, that is, imprisoned, or more severe measures can be taken against them, such as unplugging network cables and prohibiting network access... which are the various punishments of Hades..."
As she spoke, she took Zhang Hui to the deepest part of the building.
Zhuang Qiu came to a modern-looking office and knocked on the door: "Sir... General Zhang Hui is here!"
"Please come in!" A cold voice came from inside the door.
And the door opened.
Zhang Hui looked inside and found that there was no one in the room.
Here, it looks like a server of a large Internet company.
There are huge boxes standing in a row.
Inside, it was soaked in thick ghostly spiritual energy.
The concentration of these spiritual energy was so high that it turned into water.
And in these waters, a shadow is lingering and swimming.
Shadow said slowly: "I made you laugh!"
Zhang Hui looked at it, confused, and stepped forward and asked: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"
Shadow sighed: "I, the underworld at the foot of the cross slope and the formation of blue and yellow springs have already merged with each other..."
"In a sense, I have become the formation spirit of the Biluo Huangquan, the gatekeeper of this underworld..."
"If Xiaozhuang hadn't been promoted to the city god..."
"I'm afraid, sooner or later, I will lose my mind and become a pure mindless spirit that follows the will of Biluo Huangquan and Hades!"
Zhang Hui listened and became silent.
This is something that the Black Guards have discovered for a long time.
As time goes by, the amount of time he spends awake each day is shortening.
Moreover, they often fall into deep sleep.
After analysis, the black-clothed guard knew that his husband was being assimilated by both the Netherland and the Biluo Huangquan Formation.
His mind was gradually assimilated.
However, this matter has been kept hidden by the guards in black.
Because they don't have the ability to solve this problem.
Nor dare to face the fact that the heroic spirit of this martyr who has been dead for hundreds of years is getting weaker day by day.
Shadow laughed: "General Zhang... In fact, I already knew the result..."
"I should have died long ago..."
"If you can continue to live in the condition of your soul, you have earned it no matter what!"
"Ha ha!"
Listening to Mr.’s hearty laughter.
Zhang Hui felt uncomfortable at all.
Are ghosts really alive
I can't feel the temperature, and I have to fight against my desire for the living every moment to prevent myself from going crazy and turning into a evil spirit that harms others.
It is even more necessary to pay attention at all times to replenish the yang energy of the soul.
Otherwise, if you are not careful, your soul will be frozen by the Yin Qi and become an ice sculpture.
This is also the reason why ghosts can hurt people even if they have good intentions.
They will involuntarily and instinctively suck the Yang Qi and life of the living.
In addition, the ghosts will be burned by the sun fire whenever their yang energy is strong, and they can only hide deep in the underworld of this cross slope to avoid the burning of the sun fire.
And at midnight, when the Yin Qi is strong, they will be disturbed by the bone-breaking Yin Qi.
At the same time, the pain of death will be recalled again.
In pain and suffering, waiting for the dawn.
In order to strive for the sun to shine at dawn.
However…
This kind of thing is very dangerous.
If you are not careful, you will be ignited by the sun's fire.
Although there are few examples of people who have lost their souls, there are many people who have had their minds burned away and turned into mindless ghosts.
Therefore, every heroic spirit that can survive on Cross Slope to this day is a warrior who has defeated himself and God.
Thinking of this, Zhang Hui asked with respect: "Sir, how did you become like this?"
The shadow soaked in the netherworld water chuckled: "Actually, I am still the same as before..."
"The soul, the underworld, and the blue formation are connected together..."
"It's just that Xiaozhuang became the city god..."
"Therefore, I became an existence that you can understand in her yin house..."
"A server..."
Zhuang Qiu also said: "I have received the gift from the king of the government, and I have been able to hold the city god in charge..."
"Although he is an agent, he can also appoint some important ministers..."
"Then he was given the post of judge..."
"Because of my knowledge..."
"Also because of the current system..."
"I am the king who rules from the top down...and sir is the chief minister of the cabinet who actually governs and presides over the overall situation!"
Zhang Hui's eyes were blazing as he listened, and he seemed to have grasped the key point.
He looked at Zhuang Qiu's little face and asked: "So... is this why you said that even if the Lord of Taishan comes back... he will not be Lord of Taishan anymore?"
Zhuang Qiu nodded: "The underworld is an existence that is closely related to the present world..."
"The underworld is the mirror of the present world. Everything in the present world will reflect the underworld..."
"Therefore, the Lord of Taishan Prefecture was a ghost uncle in the pre-Qin era..."
"And after the Han Dynasty, he will be the king of the mansion..."
"Until the end, I fall into chaos..."
"The so-called ghost uncles are Fang Bo and princes of Shang and Zhou dynasties..."
"And the so-called princes of the government are the prefects and governors of the Han Dynasty!"
"Even with the federal empire, the emperor bows his head and appoints talented people..."
"Of course, the Yins will also reflect..."
She said seriously: "This is the rule!"
"Cannot be changed!"
"Now, I can appoint Sir because the underworld has not fully reflected reality..."
"In a few years, I feel that the judges and ministers of the underworld... will be like the current world..."
"There will be two factions, the Republic and the Datong..."
"The council of ministers..."
"Maybe there will be an election..."
Zhang Hui was dumbfounded.
He never expected that Yin Si would have such a style of painting.
So, he quickly thought of it.
"Then the Hades in Qinlu and Kunlun Prefecture will also have such changes?"
Zhuang Qiu shook his head: "That's not clear..."
"Maybe, they have another set of rules..."
"I can feel… "
"Under the yellow sand, sleeping jackal-headed ghosts and gods are breathing the breath of the desert..."
"I can feel… "
"At the foot of Mount Aspirin, the rolling River Styx laps against the movement of the Aegean Sea..."
"I can feel it too..."
"Ghosts and gods turned into countless flies, flying in the gap between the world and the underworld..."
"And in the huge pit, the nine-headed lizard bound by shackles is slowly breathing the sin and evil in the world..."
"They may be the same as us...maybe they are different..."
"But... I know they will act according to the rules!"
"The rules have been established long ago..."
"Construct the anchor of existence, the cornerstone of maintaining balance!"
Zhang Hui listened with bright eyes.
He felt that this information might provide huge benefits to the federal empire!
Just listen, the gentleman floating in the netherworld said: "General, I specially asked Xiaozhuang to invite you here this time. There is something I want to tell you..."
Zhang Hui said quickly: "Sir, please speak!"
The gentleman said: "Now that the City God's Yin Division has been established, I have been ordered by the City God to serve as the judge!"
"From now on, if there are souls of those who have died in the Imperial Capital, they will be dealt with by us..."
"I hope that I can get the authorization from the Federal Empire Cabinet and the Council of Ministers, especially the Emperor!"
"Huh?" Zhang Hui didn't understand.
When does the Yin Dynasty in mythology need the approval of the Yang world to do things
Isn’t the government of Yangshi an eraser
Just listen to the husband say: "This is the rule!"
"At first, I was as stunned as the general!"
"But... I figured it out later..."
"General Zhang... you should know that the myths surrounding the invasion of the federal empire... are mainly the myths of mountains and seas..."
"And in the myth of mountains and seas..."
"The Son of Heaven is also the Emperor of Heaven!"
"Take charge of the rules of heaven and take control of life and death!"
"Seal the gods above, forgive the underworld below!"
"The Yinsi are nothing more than the emperor's eagle dogs!"
"So..." Mr. laughed: "Although we are officials of the underworld..."
"But... we are still colleagues!"
"This Yin Division City God might as well become the Yin Division department under the Black Guards!"
"Formulate the laws of the underworld to be consistent with the morals, laws, and systems of the yang world..."
"That's what we're going to do next!"
The gentleman's voice suddenly became louder, and he said excitedly: "General..."
"Emperor Taizu once laid the foundation of our federal empire for three hundred years under the banner of 'Heaven listens and our people listen, and God sees and our people see'!"
"Now, the mission of our generation..."
He didn't need to say anything more.
Zhang Hui understood immediately!
His eyes were full of energy and excitement as never before.
Emperor Taizu conquered the world, and then established the ancestral system of ruling from the ground up after three generations of political training.
While he was still alive, he had already planned the path for the next hundred years.
Taizong and Gaozong successively took over, inherited Taizu's legacy, and finally smoothly transitioned the federal empire to the constitutional era.
In the constitutional era, the stories of emperors and generals gradually faded away.
The era of common people has begun.
Since then, the federal empire has ushered in an era of rapid development.
In major debates, the theoretical and ideological circles of the empire continued to advance.
The republican faction, the Datong faction and the cabinet stand on a tripartite footing.
There are also three checks and balances, the Dali Temple and the Council of Ministers.
In the past three hundred years, even the revival of spiritual energy has not hindered the country's development and technological progress.
Now, sir, I mentioned Taizu.
Zhang Hui's heart skipped a beat.
Because the Black Guards share a common ideal and pursuit.
It's just an ideal that only the black-clad guards know.
This ideal is...
It is under the guidance of this ideal that the Black Guards forcibly prohibit the use of magic in unauthorized situations.
It also forcibly restrains those who practice without permission or those who are aliens.
In the federal empire, spiritual energy has been revived.
It is illegal to practice without a license and you may face charges and recourse.
And the magic is used in public places without permission.
It's a crime!
However…
As the spiritual energy revives, the concentration continues to rise.
The black-clothed guard also gradually began to struggle.
Not to mention the external threats, the extraordinary families inside, and even the descendants of the immortal gods who have the blessing of the immortal gods, are already a bit too big to lose.
There are currently no more than twenty generals in active service in the Black Guards.
However, within the Federation Empire, the total number of powerful generals and descendants of immortal gods from extraordinary families may have already exceeded 100!
Privately, I don't know how many so-called ancestors there are, in various blessed places and caves, using the 'Biugu Breath Holding Technique' taught by the gods and gods, waiting for the concentration of spiritual energy to rise enough for them to take a further step. It's time to break the shackles, let the blood boil again, and let the longevity go further.
This is why Zhang Hui is hostile to those extraordinary families.
In his eyes, this is the precursor to the rise of Wei Boya's soldiers!
As long as the powerful factions have the opportunity, how can they be controlled by the black guards again
I didn’t realize that decades ago, several extraordinary families jointly paid for and hired many martial arts writers, setting off a martial arts craze.
in those novels.
A hero must be a strong local man, eager for justice and caring for the world.
The villains are mostly Jin Yiwei and Dongchang.
In the book, the heroes denounced the "court hawks" and boasted of caring about the country and the people.
But actually
Xiang Zhuang's sword dance was just for Pei Gong!
Fortunately, this situation was eliminated by the later rise of the Internet.
Compared with martial arts novels, young people obviously prefer their own narrative method.
The rise of online writing.
Especially with the rise of the historical genre, before sweeping away, the imperial eagle dog must be the villain.
On the contrary, they trampled all the so-called 'heroes' in the local area into the ground.
The Donglin Party, which was once an upright party, was trampled on its grave 10,000 times by Internet article writers, and millions of saliva were spit on it!
And now...
If the state can control the underworld, it can even go a step further and control the gods and kill them.
So…
Perhaps, the republic's pursuit of an era when everyone is like a dragon is not just a dream!
And the great unity of the world pursued by the Datong Sect also has a realistic basis that can be realized!
After taking a deep breath, Zhang Hui bowed to his husband and said, "Sir, I will report this matter to the governor immediately and discuss it with the emperor and cabinet ministers..."
Zhang Hui knew that, in fact, Mr. Ruo or Xiaozhuang had selfish motives.
It can be completely hidden from him and the Federal Empire.
Build this underworld into their private territory.
Even conversely, they use the power of the Yin Dynasty to coerce and induce, ride on the head of the Yang world, and take whatever they want.
But they didn't!
This is the high-spirited festival!
It’s even more self-sacrifice!
"Well!" said the gentleman, "there's one more thing..."
"This time, the attack by the Victory-weary School... resulted in a large number of suppressed evil ghosts taking the opportunity to escape..."
"Most of them, although they were captured by those who are tired of winning..."
"But there are also a few who fled into the imperial capital..."
"Guards in black should pay attention!"
"Those are all hungry evil ghosts! There is no sense in them!"
"Kill him as soon as he is discovered!"
Zhang Hui nodded: "Understood!"
He has done this kind of thing many times.
He thought for a moment, raised his hands to Zhuang Qiu beside him, and asked: "Mayor Zhuang..."
"There is something I want to ask you..."
"Legend has it that the underworld has a book of life and death, which records the lives and deaths of mortals..."
Zhuang Qiu laughed when he heard it, like an epiphyllum blooming at midnight.
"General..."
"There has never been a book of life and death..."
"At least, I didn't know there was such a thing..."
"There is no such thing in the authority given to me by the Lord!"
"In fact... all living beings in heaven and earth are free... How can there be anything that can stipulate when someone will be born and when he will die?"
"This kind of thing is like the manufacturer's instruction manual..."
“Who but the manufacturer can make such a provision?”
"So, if there really is such a thing as the Book of Life and Death..."
"Then, that world should be man-made!"
"Everything in the world is shaped by great power for a certain reason..."
"In this way, talents and procedures are the same, and they have a certain fate of birth, old age, illness and death!"
Zhuang Qiu thought for a while and explained: "To be honest with you, general... Not only can we not predict life and death... Even after a person dies and turns into a ghost, we cannot control it at any time!"
"So, we still need the cooperation of the black guards and the federal empire!"
"So that when we find that someone's soul did not dissipate naturally, but turned into a ghost, we can bring him back to this place and place him... to prevent him from causing harm to the Yangshi!"
Zhang Hui listened and nodded.
This is normal, this is the real world.
If there really is such a thing as the Book of Life and Death...
Then, Zhang Hui knew that he would destroy it at all costs!
because…
The people of the Federation Empire do not need someone to control their own destiny!
Even if this thing is a divine weapon, or even a Taoist weapon transformed by rules.
It must be smashed and destroyed!
I control my own life!
How can it be decided by the gods
…
While driving, the driver caught a glimpse of a person not far away from the corner of his eye, who seemed to be running wildly on the road late at night.
It seemed as if something was chasing behind him.
The driver couldn't help but look back.
Then he saw an evil ghost with bleeding from all its orifices and his eyeballs falling on his nose, and he quickly chased after the man.
The driver looked at it and was shocked. He couldn't help but brake suddenly.
They honked the horn at the same time.
Dudu!
When the evil ghost heard the sound, he immediately turned his head and looked at the car that came to this street late at night.
Its tongue sticks out, and it grows old.
"A stranger... a stranger..."
It floated over.
The driver was frightened.
"My life is at risk!"
but…
"Ah!" The evil ghost approached the vehicle.
In the car, a golden light flashed.
It seemed like a sharp sword was flying across the sky.
It's like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.
The evil ghost turned into a puff of green smoke like ice and snow when exposed to sunlight, and was completely evaporated in an instant.
Only a pile of cyan ashes was left on the ground.
The driver patted his chest: "I almost forgot..."
"The gods have given light to my car!"
"What a magical method!"
He opened the car door and looked at the ashes on the ground.
It's just a thin spread.
It looks like paper dust, but it feels unreal.
At this time, several men dressed in black jumped from the roofs of buildings.
They looked at the driver and the puddle of embers on the ground.
After a moment of confusion, someone came over and took out his ID: "Hello, we are agents of the Federal Empire handling special affairs..."
…
Lingpingan took a shower, walked slowly to the chair, leaned against the chair, and looked at the scenery outside the window.
It's almost four o'clock now.
It was quiet inside Luming Villa, with no one around.
He casually picked up an ancient-looking book at hand.
After just one glance, he laughed: "Quick rain and sunny days?"
"This royal family is pretty good at it..."
"It is estimated that tens of thousands of sets have been printed, and each person has one copy..."
He opened it and looked at it, and found that the pages of the book were a little yellow, and it looked as if someone had carefully used a film of some kind of material and carefully packaged it.
The words inside are graceful and elegant, round and elegant, some are running or regular, some flow and stop, some stop and flow.
It is extremely pleasant to watch!
"It's good to make old techniques!" he praised.
As for the original work here
He won't believe it!
It rains and the sun shines, it’s a national treasure!
How could it be possible for him to appear here.
It's just a photocopy used by the royal family to decorate their appearance, right
but…
Even if it is a fake, it is extremely rare.
After all, the works of calligraphy saints are extremely rare.
Lingpingan held it, slowly leaned on the chair, and fell asleep.