After speaking, Du Lin opened the Soul Gathering Umbrella and said to Zhao Yadong's ghost: "Teacher Zhao, since you have no resentment in your heart now, then I will now overtake your reincarnation in the underworld." After speaking, he shouted softly: "Zhao Yadong!"

I saw that Zhao Yadong's ghost turned into a wisp of black smoke and was sucked under the umbrella of the Soul Gathering Umbrella.

Du Lin silently recited in his heart, "The ghost door opens".

After a short while, a black gate slowly rose from the ground, and a ghost in black clothes and black robes opened the door and walked out.

When the ghost saw that it was Du Lin, he hurriedly bowed his hand: "Du Lin is on a mission, what are your orders?"

"This ghost is a resentful ghost who has been wandering for decades, and now that he has dissipated the resentment in his heart, I am now sending him to the underworld to be reincarnated. ”

The ghost nodded again and again, and there was a look of envy in his eyes: "Congratulations to Du Shangcha for another great merit." ”

Du Lin said: "There is one more small matter, I hope this ghost brother can help me bring a letter to Lord Dianjun." I know the rules, ghosts give red envelopes to help people, but I don't have paper money on hand right now. So I'll discuss with my little brother that I'll give you half of the merit of sending this ghost into the underworld as a reward for helping me deliver the letter, how about it?"

The ghost was shocked when he heard this, and a pair of eyes almost popped out of his sockets: "Does Du Shangcha know that what merit will be obtained by sending this resentful ghost to the underworld for reincarnation?"

"It doesn't matter how much, since I said give you half, then give you half. ”

I saw that the ghost was kneeling on the ground with a "plop", and kowtowed three times at Du Lin's "Bang Bang Bang": "Humble duty, thank Du Shangcha for his great kindness!"

Seeing this ghost so excited, Durin was very strange, but time was pressing, and he didn't have the heart to think about it.

He tore off a piece of paper from the sticky note he had with him, wrote a note, lit it on fire, and burned it to the onicha.

"It's hard work, little brother. ”

The ghost hurriedly knelt down: "No, no, no, the lowly function is to run errands for Du Shangcha, it is really a blessing for three lives, in the future, Du Shangcha Dan will be sent, and the lowly duty will definitely go to the soup and fire, and he will not give up!"

After speaking, he held the note in both hands and took Zhao Yadong's soul into the ghost gate.

Du Lin waited anxiously for a while, only to see that the ghost gate slowly rose from the ground again, and Jiang Ziwen, the king of Qin Guang, who had not seen him for more than a thousand years, opened the door and walked out.

Du Lin hurriedly bowed his hand, "See the palace king!"

"Du Xiaoyou is exempt, I haven't seen him for more than a thousand years, and Du Xiaoyou's demeanor is still there. ”

"Lord Dianjun is also as majestic as he was back then. ”

After a simple business blow between the two, they got to the point.

"The widow read your letter to the widow, and the ghost who brought it back just now has already told him about the situation here. The widow asked his subordinates to check, and he did sign a contract with the underworld more than fifty years ago. And he is right, he really has no right to terminate this contract, and if he wants to terminate it now, it can only be unilaterally forced by the underworld, but this requires the underworld to pay a certain price, according to your human world, this is called liquidated damages. ”

Du Lin couldn't cry or laugh, this Yin Cao Difu is really advancing with the times, "Then Lord Dianjun, please say, how much liquidated damages does the Difu need to pay?"

Jiang Ziwen's face sank, "I really have to give it to you, because strictly speaking, you are considered a 'special yin' of the underworld, and this matter is considered to be a breach of contract proposed by you on behalf of the underworld, so the merit must be reduced from you." And I'm afraid it's a very large amount, and it will require you to pay more than half of the merit that the evil ghost just received. ”

Du Lin thought for a while and said, "It seems that Zhao Yadong is over, I am playing for nothing." ”

Jiang Ziwen was very strange, "How can you play for nothing? Give half to the widow, don't you still have half left?"

"Don't mention it, I didn't prepare enough today, I just asked that ghost to send a letter to you, but there was no paper money at hand, and according to the rules, I couldn't let the ghost help in vain, so I promised him to give him half of the merit of Zhao Yadong. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Ziwen covered his face, "Du Xiaoyou, do you know how much merit you have sent?"

Durin shook his head, to be honest, since Durin had heard of such a thing as merit, he had only "heard" about it, and he had no idea of the amount of merit.

Jiang Ziwen said: "In the underworld, there are six levels of official positions, and the one that helped you deliver the letter just now is the lowest level, which is called the ghost difference, and above the ghost difference is the yin difference, Du Xiaoyou, your level is the yin difference." There are ghost envoys, ghost generals, and ghost handsome, and then there are the ten halls of Yama like the widow, and above the ten halls of Yama, there is also a Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth who is beyond the entire underworld. ”

"The merit you just gave to that ghost messenger is enough for him to cross the two levels of Yin and Ghost Envoy and be directly promoted to a ghost general!"

Durin asked, "How much is that?"

Jiang Ziwen replied: "Let's put it this way, if you don't give him these merits, rely on himself." It would take him about a thousand years to be promoted to a ghost general. ”

In this way, Du Lin roughly knew that it seemed that he had given that ghost half of the merit just now, and it was indeed a big loss.

"Then can you tell me how merit is calculated?"

Jiang Ziwen said: "For example, last time you sent the drunk driving dead ghost named He Yijin, the ghost sent him back from Yang to the underworld, and the merit he got was about 1, but before he came to the underworld, he once saved the life of a baby girl with you, so you and that He Yijin can each get 1,000 merits, and the merit obtained by the ghost who sent him back has risen to 5 merits." ”

After speaking, he pointed down,

"You have just gone to the underworld for more than fifty years, and the merit you have received is about 100,000, and you just gave half of that ghost, and in order to remove the curse, you gave it again, and half of it. The 50,000 'merits' given to the widow may not be a lot of merit to the widow, but for that ghost, it is indeed a huge amount of merit. Durin thought to himself, as if that was indeed the case.

He had compared this ghost door to a taxi before, and these ghost cha were equivalent to taxi drivers. Before, it was 1 yuan for each trip. And this job is worth 50,000 yuan, which "brother" will be ecstatic.

Durin thought for a moment, no!

"Lord Dianjun, He Yijin and I saved a baby girl and got 1,000 merits for one person, this time we broke a curse, at least saved ...... 1...... 2...... 3. How can you give me more than 10,000 merits for the lives of 8 people?"

"The widow can only help you check whether the merit has been received after the merit is settled, and the specific amount of merit given to you is up to God. ”

"Then let's break that curse quickly. ”

"Okay. After speaking, Jiang Ziwen took out a piece of paper with red letters on a black background from his arms, "This is the curse contract, now the widow declares this contract invalid in the name of the Ten Palaces Yama, and the corresponding Heavenly Dao punishment is borne by Du Lin, who is a special yin of the underworld, and 50,000 merits of Du Lin are now deducted, which will take effect immediately!"

Du Lin said: "Ah Mei called your sister An Ran to see how the situation is over there?"

Gu Amei immediately took out her mobile phone, and after a few simple words of communication with Mo Anran, "Doctor Du, that female student has quieted down, and her mind seems to be normal." ”

"That's good, it didn't cause a big disaster. Durin let out a sigh of relief.

"It's here, the widow will go back first!" Jiang Ziwen came and went in a hurry, as if he was hiding something.

"Wait a minute!" Du Lin stopped Jiang Ziwen, "Don't be in a hurry to leave, Lord Dianjun, since the last time we met, we have been separated for more than a thousand years, and I don't know when we will say goodbye, can you talk a few words?"

"Okay, the widow will catch up with Du Xiaoyou again. ”

Du Lin said to Gu Ah Mei, "Ah Mei, go and find a chair for Lord Dianjun." ”

Jiang Ziwen hurriedly said: "Don't bother, there is no entity in the yang world, and you can't sit on a chair, so forget it." ”

"Oh, that's a snub to Lord Dianjun. Durin apologized.

"It doesn't matter. "Jiang Ziwen is very good at speaking.

Gu Amei quietly asked in Du Lin's ear: "Doctor Du, who is this old man? He looks so powerful, and the ghost aura on his body is terrifying." ”

"He?" Du Lin thought for a moment, "He's what we commonly call Lord Hades!"

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