When... the clock strikes twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, echoing in the streets of Seoul again. In Seoul, where there are many churches, bells are not surprising. Just as the bell rang, a familiar Morihan rushed up.
At some point, the courtyard where they were staying was already filled with traces of Yin Qi. Qin Ye lifted the curtain and glanced at it. A gorgeous carriage pulled by eight skeleton horses had stopped at the door. The groom, the attendant, Respectfully put his hands on both sides.
not only that.
The chariot is a Chinese-style carriage, engraved with pictures of the early rise of the Ming Dynasty and the candle dragon holding the lantern. A faint trace of blue-blue smoke disappeared into the night with the burning of the ghost fire in the palace lantern.
Behind the carriage, there are a total of eight Yin spirits dressed in eunuch costumes, and the whiskers swayed to the right. After the eunuchs, there are nine Yin spirits in costumes of palace maids on the left, and six Yin spirits in costumes of boys on the right. The left holds the bright red other side flowers, and the right holds the black willow branches. In the end, there were six ladies, Yin spirits, with gilded canopies and colorful screens made from the feathers of some unknown beast.
Behind the convoy, there are a total of ninety-nine yin soldiers wearing new tiger-style armor. The ghost fire burning on their face armor is like a long lamp in the dark night, majestic and solemn.
"What a big battle..." Wang Chenghao also came over, glanced at it and said in amazement.
"Of course." Shang Yang sneered: "Liu Yu dares to collude with the underworld of the outer regions, and it is not a pity to die! He is now afraid of the liquidation of the underworld of Huaguo, and he dares to pretend to be the so-called master of the underworld of Hanyang?"
At this moment, all the eunuchs Yin Ling's whisks flicked, and from right to left, they shouted grandly in high-pitched voices: "The auspicious time has come, please get the angels aboard!"
Brush brush... All the Yin spirits knelt on the ground in unison. Qin Ye took Wang Chenghao and Oda Nobuzhong to turn into Yin Feng and instantly appeared in front of the car.
"Welcome to the angel!" The ninety-nine Yin soldiers in the rear said in a solemn voice. Qin Ye got into the carriage calmly, and a few seconds later, a whip sounded and the carriage roared away.
The low sound of chanting rang out, and Wang Chenghao curiously opened a gap in the window and looked over. The entire convoy was one inch off the ground, floating on the ground, with yin qi rolling down below, and ghost fire floating above, all the way, the honor guard team threw money and paper all the way. Wherever they passed, the ghosts all screamed and retreated.
The carriage can hardly be felt shaking, and the stability is comparable to the high-speed rail in the sun. Qin Ye didn't have the interest to stick his head out to look at it, the angel couldn't lose his composure. However, he still felt that the temperature around him was dropping rapidly.
"Have you entered the yin-yang crack?" Closing his eyes and resting, he could feel the light outside the car constantly changing, and the aura had gone from strong yang to now completely yin.
should be here...
"Sorry!" Almost at the same time, the skeleton horse neighed. A soft knock sounded outside the car door: "Angel, here it is."
Qin Ye opened his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and pushed the door to get out of the car. Suddenly bright.
It was the first time he came to the Outer Territory.
The place where you see it is a group of palaces that are not too small. They are splendid and magnificent. There are palace lanterns under the eaves. The blue ghost fire gives a strange layer to the golden color. The ladies stand beside the vermilion pillars, at least hundreds of shades. Soldiers, carrying lanterns, patrolled back and forth throughout the palace complex.
He looked back, beyond the palace wall in the distance. There were ghosts in the sky, and it was the lanterns lit by the ghosts. Songs and dances rise, the ancient Chinese lofts rub shoulders one after another, and the ghosts and fires form a sea of stars. The prosperity of Hanyang is even comparable to Pengqiu.
My own development time is still too short... Hanyang is the same, I don't know how brilliant New Delhi, Cairo, and Athens are.
At this moment, he had an urgent urge to go outside and have a look.
Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.
He retracted his gaze and looked forward, and right there, two ghost figures had already greeted him.
Liu Yu in black official uniform and Rumyantsev in exaggerated marquis uniform.
"The angel of the Marquis Zhong is coming, and it will be welcome." Rumyantsev stretched out his hand eagerly, as if nothing had happened to the two of them, and smiled: "Please, Earl Liu has arranged a banquet and is waiting for you. "
Liu Yu had a stiff smile on his face, the form was stronger than that of people, he couldn't help but smile. He walked up with a smile, and bowed slightly with a smile: "Now, I should call you Lord Zhongfu. If you want to welcome me, please."
"Judge Liu." Qin Ye also smirked and shook his hand, ignoring Liu Yu's uglier expression when he heard the word "Judge". Glancing past the two of them, he looked at the golden lacquered roof behind: "Gold gilded glaze... Only for the royal family. It's beyond."
Liu Yu took a deep breath, pressing down on the idea of chopping up Zhong Kui to feed the dog. He forced a smile and said, "Yes, this king has ordered a rebuild."
Qin Ye nodded, and accompanied by Rumyantsev, Shi Shiran entered the hall.
It has to be said that Liu Yu's dream of the emperor has become an obsession. As soon as he entered, Qin Ye immediately discovered that the entire hall was built according to the emperor's specifications. However, it was obvious that after a temporary modification, there was no Nine Dragons chair on the throne, but a Xiezhi chair that met the status of a judge. but…
Just like the golden glazed roof outside, small things can be changed, the giant pillars of the coiled dragon, the candle dragon palace lanterns, the murals of listening to the truth... but these cannot be removed.
"It seems that Judge Liu has had a good time in the past 100 years?" Qin Ye said with a half-smile as he walked away.
"Thanks to the King of Hell, everything is healthy." The smile on Liu Yu's face was almost stiff, and now he wanted to throw the cup as a trumpet, and immediately rushed into the eight hundred axemen to chop this Chinese angel into pieces!
But still, I can't, I can't.
If you lose, you have to admit it, you have to stand upright when you are beaten, and no matter how proud people are, they have to bow their heads in front of the Basic Law of Survival.
Including the only thousand kills in history.
Qin Ye snorted clearly, and suddenly said, "But Judge Liu heard that he didn't sleep well?"
Liu Yu's face was almost ashen, he didn't speak, and the corner of his mouth still had a stiff smile professionally.
The slap slapped his face, he could guess what the other party was going to say next, and he moved his hand several times around his waist, but Rumyantsev grabbed him and glared at him fiercely. His back, trembling with anger, calmed down.
Qin Ye would not consider the feelings of the losers, let alone the thoughts of traitors. Leisurely said: "If it wasn't for poor sleep, why would you have a big dream in the Spring and Autumn Period?"
"Master Zhong!" In one sentence, it was like opening an active volcano, and Liu Yu's anger finally burst out. He threw away Rumyantsev and took his hand, staring at Zhong Kui, from the gap between his teeth. He said: "The three kings of hell have already promised this king to be independent! What do you mean by this? Could it be that it was the king of hell? As one of the four permanent kings, the king of the kingdom of China does not keep his promise? What does this make other hell kings think?! What? Be honest with the King of Hell of China?!"
Rumyantsev sighed softly and closed his eyes.
For some people, the state is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.
It seems that Russia shouldn't bet on Liu Yu, otherwise... he wouldn't be so embarrassed today.
Doesn't he know that what the victor says is the truth? The loser says nothing. contract? But it's just waste paper, especially the contract. If he is the King of Hell in China and tolerates the independence of the twelve days at his doorstep, that would be a big joke.
The international underworld society will slap the face of the third Hades... This is of the same nature as China's declaration of Taiwan/independence, which is simply impossible.
"Ridiculous!" Qin Ye's voice was louder than his, and he sneered: "The three kings of hell agreed. However, there is no official announcement of the date and no official international announcement. Before you officially become independent, you should lead Come to the underworld of the foreign realm to take over the vassal state of China! Are you deceiving the Lord to hear the truth? Or is it deceiving the second generation of Hades to not ask about the world?!"
"As one of the territorial officials of the Twelve Heavenly Laws of China, it is unrighteous to be eager to betray the motherland, and it is unrighteous to intercept the evil of the motherland! It is unbelievable that the underworld of Huaguo has not announced its own independence! Righteous or not, you are ashamed of your great reputation in history!"
"You..." Liu Yu's face turned the color of pig liver.
He was reminding Qin Ye that he kept calling out the third Hell King, just to tell the other party that he hadn't told the Russian underworld this trump card, nor the current state of the underworld! Don't push him too hard!
However, he did not expect that Qin Ye would immediately return as the general. He listened carefully, and said a second term, which made him understand the current situation more clearly.
Listening to the truth is still there... Although the second term did not appear, but... destiny has appeared! This is no different from the second Hades in the new underworld!
Even if he is a thousand people, he would not dare to face the monster like the second Hades.
That's someone who doesn't belong in this world!
"Two people." Rumyantsev had to come out to smooth things out, and said with a dry smile: "Why discuss these things, things have happened. Everyone has their own misunderstandings. Today we are here, aren't we just looking for a way to solve this problem? Come on? , please take a seat."
"The way?" Qin Ye, adhering to the fine tradition of pushing his nose on his face, looked at Rumyantsev in confusion: "Isn't it the compensation from the Russian underworld for trespassing on China's vassal states?"
He walked away: "If it's the way... I'm sorry, I think it's more suitable for the second Hell King to discuss with the Tsar."
You... how come you come up with names that shouldn't be mentioned? ! Is it a foul to mention someone's name? !
Rumyantsev suppressed the nausea in his heart, grabbed Qin Ye's sleeve, and smiled sincerely: "Yes, compensation. The Russian underworld must have compensated accordingly. After that, let's turn over this article. Marquis Zhong, Please also take a seat."
Qin Ye snorted coldly, and sat down to the top.
Wherever the angels of China come, they must be the first.
"I don't need to say anything extra." As soon as he sat down, facing the delicious food on the table, Qin Ye didn't even look at it, and said directly: "First of all, Hua Guo is not in the mood and doesn't plan to worry about this time."
This was planned before he came, and he would not force Liu Yu to be too ruthless, otherwise he would really say the status quo of the underworld of China, and it would be a lose-lose situation.
If you want to kill, you have to kill with a knife! Don't give him a chance to ask for help and confide in news!
Liu Yu and Rumyantsev both breathed a sigh of relief.
"This time, there is no need to beautify it. Everyone knows it well. So... take a look at this." Qin Ye flicked his finger, and a scroll flew into Rumyantsev's hand.
"All the compensation, a total of one billion Yin Lingshi, the detailed list is written on it. Mr. Marquis, if there is no problem, just sign it."