Thump... The talisman ball swayed several times before rolling down to Qin Ye's side. And with this instant kill in just three seconds, Qin Ye's body rose with endless yin energy that flowed into the sky of the underworld. Five seconds later, he returned to his appearance in a ghost uniform.
"Is this the strength of the Sixfang Ghost King?" He looked at his hands in amazement. Just a few seconds ago, he felt that Aluo Shasuo was an existence that could not be defeated at all, but after a few seconds, he personally used these hands to kill the opponent
The gap in strength was so great that the entire battle was over, and he didn't even react before it was over.
This... is the rhythm of catching Pikachu with the master ball... so easy...
Bend over to pick up the talisman paper ball on the ground, just as he picked it up, a resentful voice came over: "Boy... Even if the six-party ghost king is on top, your meager strength can't surpass me at all! I... Negotiate a deal with you. If You let me go, and what happened today will never happen."
"Haha." After Qin Ye replied to the other party with two classic monosyllabic words, he put the other party in his pocket without hesitation.
It's impossible to put it here, what if the other party comes alive again? Are you afraid of being in the sun every day? There is only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent a thief
Although it is dangerous to bring it back, at least you can know what happened to it at the first time.
to be honest.
Just fear of death.
Any existence that hinders this young life is heresy!
Without A Luoshasuo's troubles, the black butterflies that had already been scattered came together again, forming a black whirlwind, leading him directly to the sun.
… … … … … … … …
A few hours later, the two people on the table were like stone carvings, and Po Meng's body suddenly turned into flying ashes, silently annihilating the air, leaving only the overcast oil lamp on the table. Immediately afterwards, Qin Ye shivered suddenly and opened his eyes. Breathing heavily.
"Heh...ha..." As if a drowning person had just woken up, he immediately touched his chest, his heart beating steadily in his chest. Limbs were cold. A feeling of reincarnation arises spontaneously.
It looks like... I can't go to that kind of place anymore with my own strength, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the long bridge of bones...
"Giggle-oh!!" This is the suburb of the county, and I don't know which chickens are starting to croak. The rooster announced the dawn and the sky was white, and a touch of golden rays of sunshine slowly poured in from the glass window, covering the earth with a layer of warm golden gauze.
Feeling the body slowly getting warmer, he didn't move, but lightly pressed his temples and thought deeply.
changed.
Everything has changed.
He has changed, and the world is about to change. Some past doubts have been answered, why does the school have this kind of broadcast? Why are ghost posts all over the place now? But in its place is a confused path ahead. He had to sort out his thoughts and find his place in this chaotic world.
"First of all, I must not be exposed." He poured a cup of herbal tea and muttered to himself: "The evil ghosts of the underworld hide in the world, and these are criminals. What are criminals most afraid of?"
The answer speaks for itself.
law.
He looked at the roof in despair: "And I am the representative of the law, the incarnation of justice-once it is found that the representative of the underworld judicial person who is doomed to die... Moreover, the biggest reliance, the six-party ghost king map has been used, in exchange for a Useless Poké Ball! I don't dare to throw it away!"
No matter how you think about it, you can't stand three hundred and sixty degrees...
My dream of living, without the slightest precaution, without the slightest concern, was just smashed to pieces in front of me.
The front is forcing the group, this is... I can't even touch it...
"Maybe... I don't care about it?"
"Mengbo is gone, and the three-day Yangshou period has been cancelled. If I don't care... Can I continue to live on?"
"Idiot." A Luoshasuo's icy voice echoed in his ears: "Even Meng Po can't book anyone's birthday. The Book of Life and Death is one of the three innate treasures in the underworld, recording the lifespan of all creatures in the world. Death may be late, but it will never be absent because the waves of Ksitigarbha's becoming a Buddha are shattered."
"… Your words are so meaningful."
Aluo Shasuo gritted his teeth and said, "You only have three days left in your lifespan. The collapse of the underworld is the biggest blow to a yin-yang person like you. The underworld represents yin, and the world represents yang. You are in the middle line of the yin and yang. Disordered, even if your name is not on the book of life and death, you will never survive."
She paused and tried her best to calm her voice: "Little devil, our deal is still valid. If you let me go, I will tell you how to avoid death, and even... I can help you find the fragments of Yan Luoyin. Fragments of the treasure for self-defense, and you can live forever..."
Before he finished speaking, this elf that floated out automatically... The ball of paper had already been thrown under the bed by Qin Ye.
"How dare you grit your teeth if you ask someone? Look at the description of you by the stupid author. The micro-expression is too bad." Qin Ye thought about it, found a copy of "Actor's Self-cultivation" and threw it under the bed together: "No thanks."
The curse words gushing out from under the bed had fallen on deaf ears.
I looked at my watch, it was ten past five.
There are two magical moments in a day. At five o'clock in the morning, six in the evening, when Yin and Yang are divided, people with heavy Yin Qi, or using special techniques, can see some unclean things at this moment.
He frowned slightly, the sun had already arrived, there was no way to call out Wang Zemin's soul, and he didn't know how to call it.
For three days, he didn't think Aluo Shasuo was joking.
In three days, the fragments of Yan Luoyin must be found!
Otherwise, don't say go, just gAMeoVeR.
With a sigh, he walked to the bed helplessly, lifted the pillow, and there was a yellowed book underneath, the paper looked quite old.
"Is this what the old woman left behind?" Qin Ye was very dissatisfied. In his situation, it was obvious that a copy of the Tathagata's palm with exquisite bones was much more useful.
Turn to the first page "Little guy, when you see this page, you already know everything, and I..."
Qin Ye turned to the next page with no expression on his face.
No... I said have you figured out the situation? It's so frontal to force the group, and you still hurt me in spring and autumn
What I want is the practice! Treasure! Take the grandfather and the beast with you!
Who cares where you died
The second page "I guess you will not read the first page coolly, so I write again: little guy, when you see this page, it means you already know everything, and I..."
He turned the third page with no expression on his face.
The third page "There are only three things, this is the last time for Lao Shen. I am still attached to this world and the position where Lao Shen has worked for thousands of years. Little guy, when you read this page, it means you already know it. everything, and I…”
Snapped!
Qin Ye closed the book, took a few deep breaths, and turned to the fourth page with a blank expression for the third time.
Finally Nima got to the point!
Is it interesting to copy and paste unscrupulous authors
His expression became serious, as the old saying goes: knowledge is power. And these things are the foundation for his cute new rookie messenger to survive.
Even... He secretly looked forward to the chance of escaping the curse of three-day mortality, which might also be hidden in it!
There is no nonsense on the fourth page, and several big characters are written directly, "The underworld and the ghosts in all directions."
"All the officials of the underworld are called yin errands. The lowest level is the ghost clerk, who is responsible for village-level affairs. The slightly higher one is called Juhun, who is responsible for county-level affairs. This is a low-level yin errand."
"There are two levels of middle-aged men: 'impermanence,' who is in charge of municipal affairs, 'judges', who are in charge of provincial affairs, and municipal affairs."
"There are also two levels of high-level shamans: 'Fu Jun.' who is in charge of district-level affairs, and 'Yan Luo' who is in charge of national-level affairs."
"When Yama has served for more than 500 years, he can be elected by the citizens of the underworld to be the king of Yama. Among the underworld emissaries, there are 1.2 million ghosts and 240,000 detainees. Impermanence is 35,000. Judge 1 One thousand two hundred. Ninety rulers of the government. Ten Yamas, also known as Ten Temple Yamas. Those below the level of ghosts are not counted, which is about ten million."
"There are also six ghost kings, Zhao Yun, Yingbu, Yang Gong, Fan Kuai, Ran Min, Bai Qi, and the world is not easy. They are special inspectors who travel around China. Once they find high-level evil spirits, they have the right to execute them on the spot."
"Don't, any yin or celestial messenger must not interfere with the affairs of the yang world. Once found, they will be punished by heaven. Although the underworld is destroyed, the heaven will still exist! Remember to remember."
Qin Ye's hand paused.
Seeing this, I finally understand the general system of the underworld. At the same time, I also realized more clearly how terrifying Aluo Shasuo, who turned a blind eye to her performance.
Governor, this is...
One of the 1,200 judges in the entire underworld, there are only 1,200 of the hundreds of millions of Yin spirits!
Now, the governor is under his bed...
No, once you find an opportunity, you will have to put an end to this confidant.
He looked on.
"Underworld ghosts, according to the customs of the earth, are temporarily divided into six levels from S to E. The lowest five-year-old ghosts are E-level, fifty-year-old ghosts are D-level, hundred-year-old ghosts are C-level, and three-hundred-year-old ghosts are. Ghosts are B-rank, five-hundred-year-old ghosts are A-rank. Thousand-year ghost kings are S-rank. Once discovered... With your strength, D-rank must leave immediately."
"When these ghosts are captured, they will become Soul Sealing Balls..."
Qin Ye's eyes suddenly lit up.
Soul Sealing Ball... Is that the official name of the Poké Ball
He read it word by word, "The Soul Sealing Ball cannot be opened by anyone other than the sealer. It is sent to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva by Lord Fujun for collective incineration every 100 years..."
At this moment, something flashed in his mind, and he wanted to grab it but didn't. fleeting.
He frowned for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.
Shaking his head, he continued to read. It's strange, as long as the words he has read in this book seem to be branded into his mind. After turning a few pages, his hand stopped again.
"A person who never lives or dies."
Chapter 11: The Relics of Mother Meng
Thump... The talisman ball swayed several times before rolling down to Qin Ye's side. And with this instant kill in just three seconds, Qin Ye's body rose with endless yin energy that flowed into the sky of the underworld. Five seconds later, he returned to his appearance in a ghost uniform.
"Is this the strength of the Sixfang Ghost King?" He looked at his hands in amazement. Just a few seconds ago, he felt that Aluo Shasuo was an existence that could not be defeated at all, but after a few seconds, he personally used these hands to kill the opponent
The gap in strength was so great that the entire battle was over, and he didn't even react before it was over.
This... is the rhythm of catching Pikachu with the master ball... so easy...
Bend over to pick up the talisman paper ball on the ground, just as he picked it up, a resentful voice came over: "Boy... Even if the six-party ghost king is on top, your meager strength can't surpass me at all! I... Negotiate a deal with you. If You let me go, and what happened today will never happen."
"Haha." After Qin Ye replied to the other party with two classic monosyllabic words, he put the other party in his pocket without hesitation.
It's impossible to put it here, what if the other party comes alive again? Are you afraid of being in the sun every day? There is only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent a thief
Although it is dangerous to bring it back, at least you can know what happened to it at the first time.
to be honest.
Just fear of death.
Any existence that hinders this young life is heresy!
Without A Luoshasuo's troubles, the black butterflies that had already been scattered came together again, forming a black whirlwind, leading him directly to the sun.
… … … … … … … …
A few hours later, the two people on the table were like stone carvings, and Po Meng's body suddenly turned into flying ashes, silently annihilating the air, leaving only the overcast oil lamp on the table. Immediately afterwards, Qin Ye shivered suddenly and opened his eyes. Breathing heavily.
"Heh...ha..." As if a drowning person had just woken up, he immediately touched his chest, his heart beating steadily in his chest. Limbs were cold. A feeling of reincarnation arises spontaneously.
It looks like... I can't go to that kind of place anymore with my own strength, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the long bridge of bones...
"Giggle-oh!!" This is the suburb of the county, and I don't know which chickens are starting to croak. The rooster announced the dawn and the sky was white, and a touch of golden rays of sunshine slowly poured in from the glass window, covering the earth with a layer of warm golden gauze.
Feeling the body slowly getting warmer, he didn't move, but lightly pressed his temples and thought deeply.
changed.
Everything has changed.
He has changed, and the world is about to change. Some past doubts have been answered, why does the school have this kind of broadcast? Why are ghost posts all over the place now? But in its place is a confused path ahead. He had to sort out his thoughts and find his place in this chaotic world.
"First of all, I must not be exposed." He poured a cup of herbal tea and muttered to himself: "The evil ghosts of the underworld hide in the world, and these are criminals. What are criminals most afraid of?"
The answer speaks for itself.
law.
He looked at the roof in despair: "And I am the representative of the law, the incarnation of justice-once it is found that the representative of the underworld judicial person who is doomed to die... Moreover, the biggest reliance, the six-party ghost king map has been used, in exchange for a Useless Poké Ball! I don't dare to throw it away!"
No matter how you think about it, you can't stand three hundred and sixty degrees...
My dream of living, without the slightest precaution, without the slightest concern, was just smashed to pieces in front of me.
The front is forcing the group, this is... I can't even touch it...
"Maybe... I don't care about it?"
"Mengbo is gone, and the three-day Yangshou period has been cancelled. If I don't care... Can I continue to live on?"
"Idiot." A Luoshasuo's icy voice echoed in his ears: "Even Meng Po can't book anyone's birthday. The Book of Life and Death is one of the three innate treasures in the underworld, recording the lifespan of all creatures in the world. Death may be late, but it will never be absent because the waves of Ksitigarbha's becoming a Buddha are shattered."
"… Your words are so meaningful."
Aluo Shasuo gritted his teeth and said, "You only have three days left in your lifespan. The collapse of the underworld is the biggest blow to a yin-yang person like you. The underworld represents yin, and the world represents yang. You are in the middle line of the yin and yang. Disordered, even if your name is not on the book of life and death, you will never survive."
She paused and tried her best to calm her voice: "Little devil, our deal is still valid. If you let me go, I will tell you how to avoid death, and even... I can help you find the fragments of Yan Luoyin. Fragments of the treasure for self-defense, and you can live forever..."
Before he finished speaking, this elf that floated out automatically... The ball of paper had already been thrown under the bed by Qin Ye.
"How dare you grit your teeth if you ask someone? Look at the description of you by the stupid author. The micro-expression is too bad." Qin Ye thought about it, found a copy of "Actor's Self-cultivation" and threw it under the bed together: "No thanks."
The curse words gushing out from under the bed had fallen on deaf ears.
I looked at my watch, it was ten past five.
There are two magical moments in a day. At five o'clock in the morning, six in the evening, when Yin and Yang are divided, people with heavy Yin Qi, or using special techniques, can see some unclean things at this moment.
He frowned slightly, the sun had already arrived, there was no way to call out Wang Zemin's soul, and he didn't know how to call it.
For three days, he didn't think Aluo Shasuo was joking.
In three days, the fragments of Yan Luoyin must be found!
Otherwise, don't say go, just gAMeoVeR.
With a sigh, he walked to the bed helplessly, lifted the pillow, and there was a yellowed book underneath, the paper looked quite old.
"Is this what the old woman left behind?" Qin Ye was very dissatisfied. In his situation, it was obvious that a copy of the Tathagata's palm with exquisite bones was much more useful.
Turn to the first page "Little guy, when you see this page, you already know everything, and I..."
Qin Ye turned to the next page with no expression on his face.
No... I said have you figured out the situation? It's so frontal to force the group, and you still hurt me in spring and autumn
What I want is the practice! Treasure! Take the grandfather and the beast with you!
Who cares where you died
The second page "I guess you will not read the first page coolly, so I write again: little guy, when you see this page, it means you already know everything, and I..."
He turned the third page with no expression on his face.
The third page "There are only three things, this is the last time for Lao Shen. I am still attached to this world and the position where Lao Shen has worked for thousands of years. Little guy, when you read this page, it means you already know it. everything, and I…”
Snapped!
Qin Ye closed the book, took a few deep breaths, and turned to the fourth page with a blank expression for the third time.
Finally Nima got to the point!
Is it interesting to copy and paste unscrupulous authors
His expression became serious, as the old saying goes: knowledge is power. And these things are the foundation for his cute new rookie messenger to survive.
Even... He secretly looked forward to the chance of escaping the curse of three-day mortality, which might also be hidden in it!
There is no nonsense on the fourth page, and several big characters are written directly, "The underworld and the ghosts in all directions."
"All the officials of the underworld are called yin errands. The lowest level is the ghost clerk, who is responsible for village-level affairs. The slightly higher one is called Juhun, who is responsible for county-level affairs. This is a low-level yin errand."
"There are two levels of middle-aged men: 'impermanence,' who is in charge of municipal affairs, 'judges', who are in charge of provincial affairs, and municipal affairs."
"There are also two levels of high-level shamans: 'Fu Jun.' who is in charge of district-level affairs, and 'Yan Luo' who is in charge of national-level affairs."
"When Yama has served for more than 500 years, he can be elected by the citizens of the underworld to be the king of Yama. Among the underworld emissaries, there are 1.2 million ghosts and 240,000 detainees. Impermanence is 35,000. Judge 1 One thousand two hundred. Ninety rulers of the government. Ten Yamas, also known as Ten Temple Yamas. Those below the level of ghosts are not counted, which is about ten million."
"There are also six ghost kings, Zhao Yun, Yingbu, Yang Gong, Fan Kuai, Ran Min, Bai Qi, and the world is not easy. They are special inspectors who travel around China. Once they find high-level evil spirits, they have the right to execute them on the spot."
"Don't, any yin or celestial messenger must not interfere with the affairs of the yang world. Once found, they will be punished by heaven. Although the underworld is destroyed, the heaven will still exist! Remember to remember."
Qin Ye's hand paused.
Seeing this, I finally understand the general system of the underworld. At the same time, I also realized more clearly how terrifying Aluo Shasuo, who turned a blind eye to her performance.
Governor, this is...
One of the 1,200 judges in the entire underworld, there are only 1,200 of the hundreds of millions of Yin spirits!
Now, the governor is under his bed...
No, once you find an opportunity, you will have to put an end to this confidant.
He looked on.
"Underworld ghosts, according to the customs of the earth, are temporarily divided into six levels from S to E. The lowest five-year-old ghosts are E-level, fifty-year-old ghosts are D-level, hundred-year-old ghosts are C-level, and three-hundred-year-old ghosts are. Ghosts are B-rank, five-hundred-year-old ghosts are A-rank. Thousand-year ghost kings are S-rank. Once discovered... With your strength, D-rank must leave immediately."
"When these ghosts are captured, they will become Soul Sealing Balls..."
Qin Ye's eyes suddenly lit up.
Soul Sealing Ball... Is that the official name of the Poké Ball
He read it word by word, "The Soul Sealing Ball cannot be opened by anyone other than the sealer. It is sent to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva by Lord Fujun for collective incineration every 100 years..."
At this moment, something flashed in his mind, and he wanted to grab it but didn't. fleeting.
He frowned for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.
Shaking his head, he continued to read. It's strange, as long as the words he has read in this book seem to be branded into his mind. After turning a few pages, his hand stopped again.
"A person who never lives or dies."