readx;? No, no, no, no......

The point is wrong, the point is that the female cultivator who has already been tossed half-dead by "Destiny Copy", and now thinks that she has been burned unconscious, opened her eyes quietly, and even asked them if they needed help!

Help?

How else can I help?

They only have one thing at the moment, "Copy of the Mandate of Heaven", and almost instantly, the small-headed ghost and the big-headed ghost easily judged from her sentence: This female cultivator is literate!

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He couldn't help but say in surprise: "You know--hmm, hmm!"

The originally excited voice turned into a struggling voice that was suppressed by death in the next moment.

The small-headed ghost had a gloomy face, and almost at the moment when the big-headed ghost spoke, he directly slapped it and died.

"Know, know, don't talk!"

He turned his head in extreme fear, staring at the sorrow, and the whole person looked a little trembling.

Obviously, the existence of sorrow has exceeded his imagination.

Because it came from an isolated island in the world, it turned out to be a "person" above, so the small-headed ghost has an understanding of the physical body.

Although I knew that some monks would cultivate very well in the physical body, it was the first time that after boiling in the middle of the night like this, they were still unharmed, and they couldn't even see the slightest pain.

The eyes that were also looking back at him were too calm and calm, not like a prisoner.

Even, when she saw the funny situation of the big-headed ghost, there was a faint smile in her eyes.

The small-headed ghost knew with his toes that this female cultivator was definitely different from the monk he had known from Judge Chu and others before.

Even, it's dangerous!

The big head of the big-headed ghost was almost pressed against the table, but the small-headed ghost had no intention of letting go, so he could only let out a few vague shouts to express his grievances and dissatisfaction.

The little head ghost still stared at the sorrow, but there was endless vigilance in his eyes, and he didn't believe it.

Get.

As soon as I saw this look, I knew that it was still no fun.

Everything is ready, but the time is not yet ripe.

The small-headed ghost probably responded to the word "goblin", cautious and vigilant, and it was absolutely impossible to believe a "prisoner" who seemed to him to have an enmity with him.

Therefore, I looked at the dilapidated roof, and there was no starlight in the cracks.

It's a completely foreign world.

She fell into this realm for no reason, but she didn't know the same door of Yashan, the companion of the Aomine Temple's hidden realm, and the old urchin like the Fudao Master, where was she at the moment, and she didn't know her whereabouts......

Or, think she's dead?

Just looking at it like this, she suddenly became a little confused.

So, there was suddenly a trace of emotion on her face that the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost couldn't understand, and then she smiled faintly: "Maybe you don't need help now, but you can still call me when you need help, if I haven't been cooked yet." ”

The last sentence should be a joke.

But it's not a funny joke.

The little head ghost didn't know why, and suddenly his heart trembled.

He even had an inexplicable weakness of heart, which made the tips of his fingers seem cold.

After seeing that sentence, he slowly closed his eyes, as if he wanted to sleep well.

As a result, there was an eerie silence in the house.

Except for the boiling water in the tank, no other sound could be heard.

The dim oil lamp was lit on the broken wooden table, swaying and swaying, so that the expressions on the faces of the two little ghosts were also bright and uncertain, and they trembled with the shaking.

It was destined to be a difficult night.

Whether it's a big-headed ghost or a small-headed ghost, he hardly wants to do anything in the second half of the night.

"Copy of the Mandate of Heaven" was spread out on the table, and both of them sat stiffly at the table as if they were frozen, sometimes looking at each other, sometimes looking at "The Mandate of Heaven", and sometimes looking at each other.

On the Arctic Badlands, this miserable and depressing night passed in this eerie silence.

The next morning, a faint white light slowly rose from the farthest and farthest edge of the badlands, and cast a shadow on the sky filled with dark mist and dusk dust, so that it became a gray and dim color.

Thousands of miles of wasteland, countless days of grass swaying under this gradually brightening sky.

Behind the mountains, in the dilapidated villages, there are already the sounds of little ghosts coming out of their houses and greeting each other.

Seeing sorrow, he slowly opened his eyes.

A few rays of light passed through the cracks outside the house, shining on the dust floating in the air and onto her eyes.

So, at that moment, under her dark eyes, there was suddenly a glass-like texture.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was stunned by two big-headed ghosts with big black circles.

The small-headed ghost had already packed up the two copies of the Mandate of Heaven, and was standing by the door at the moment, picking up the long sword that was leaning against the door frame.

Holding his breath in a suffrage, he grasped the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, and once again exerted his strength to feed.

The edge of the scabbard was closed to the sword, and it was tightly knit, like molten iron, and there was no sign of cracking.

"Damn it!"

He scolded in a low and annoyed manner, and the little head's red eyes were already full of frustration.

Since being attracted by this sword and carrying the big living female cultivator back to cook it, the small-headed ghost has tried several times, but none of them have been able to open this sword so much.

The mountains of gold and silver are in front of you, but there is a layer in the middle, no matter how hard you try, you can't touch them.

There's nothing more infuriating and desperate than this.

The small-headed ghost was so angry that he threw the long sword directly to the ground and scolded: "What a!"

"When the ......"

The sword rolled to the ground, wrapped in a layer of dust.

The small-headed ghost didn't take a second look, but turned around: "I'm going to go on an errand again today, big head, we-"

He was suddenly speechless.

The big-headed ghost looked stupidly ahead.

Ahead was a large water tank hidden in the shadows, and there was still fire burning in the fire chamber below, and it was still boiling.

Seeing sorrow leaning on the edge of the notched water tank, he was also looking at the big-headed ghost.

However, when the little head ghost looked over, he also turned his head and turned his gaze to him.

The eyes are facing each other.

Crimson and pitch black.

It was a pair of beautiful eyes, transparent and clear, without disgust, hatred, or pain, just like a lake.

At that moment, the little head ghost felt that if she opened her mouth at this time and wanted to let her go himself, he would do so.

This thought came out of his mind, and the little head ghost suddenly trembled with fright.

"No, no, no...... No way!"

Without hesitation, he reached out and dragged the stupid big-headed ghost brother out of the door.

"What's wrong? What are you doing?"

The big-headed ghost was simply surprised, the whole person lost his balance, and was almost dragged to the ground by the small-headed ghost with great strength, and there was a comical horror on his face.

"Bang. ”

The door was slammed shut.

The broken wooden strip nailed to the door swayed, and it was almost knocked to the ground by such a powerful shock.

The small-headed ghost stared at the crack in the closed door, and there was still a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

The big-headed ghost still couldn't react, what was going on, and why he was suddenly dragged out.

"It's time to go to Judge Chu's side on an errand, and I still have two copies of "Mandate of Heaven" that haven't been finished, let's hurry over. ”

The little head didn't want to explain too much because it felt humiliating.

"Oh......"

Although the big-headed ghost thought it was strange, he had never disagreed with the small-headed ghost, so he followed him down the steps.

But halfway through, he suddenly remembered, and couldn't help but say with some excitement: "By the way, little head, did you see her eyes just now? It's so beautiful, just like the stars we saw when we were alive." ”

The little head ghost frowned, and said impatiently: "What a mess, and the stars, you have been dead for decades, don't talk in your dreams!"

"Oh......"

The light in the big head's eyes dimmed and became listless.

He glanced back at the dilapidated hut, hesitated, opened his mouth as if to say something, and finally held back.

When they were isolated on an island in the world, they were orphans with no father and mother, and they were two brothers.

The big-headed ghost is honest and not suitable for deceiving people, so all the things that are deceived and abducted are small-headed ghosts. The big-headed ghost only stood behind him, following orders.

There was a time when they were the two big thugs in the city who everyone feared.

It's just that I didn't expect that there was a famine in Daxia that year, and their city was no exception.

There was famine and pestilence in the city, and many of them hanged themselves on the willow trees at the head of the city and on the beams of the storehouses, and both of them were men who spared their lives, and finally starved to death.

So, they're actually a kind of starving ghosts.

After arriving in the underworld, the little head ghost moved all kinds of thoughts, so he got two ghost positions under the hands of Judge Chu, and from then on, the two of them had a little place to settle down in the underworld.

It stands to reason that the big-headed ghost should not question any decision of the small-headed ghost.

Can......

When he had just paid attention to the nun's eyes, the big-headed ghost had an indescribable feeling, his poor brain prevented him from thinking about what it was, and in short, it seemed that it should not be boiled like this.

In the huge underworld, everyone wants to cultivate the physical body.

The flesh of a living person, even the bones of the corpse, is a "great supplement" for ghost cultivators.

The long-term hunger, the desire for cultivation, and even the practices of the entire underworld made it difficult for them to resist the temptation of a living human body, and they didn't even feel that it was too much of a problem to do so.

The law of the jungle is nothing more than that.

Can ...... now

The big-headed ghost was faintly uneasy, but in the end he still didn't speak.

He walked behind the little head in silence as always, looking wooden, stunned, honest, clumsy, and loyal.

The two of them crossed the village, and the white-haired ghost at the head of the village joked to them: "Did you get anything good yesterday? Remember to return my firewood!"

The little head ghost immediately changed his head and bowed, waved his hand and said, "It must be." ”

The white-haired ghost is all white, mainly with white hair and a horn growing on the left side of his head.

It is said that it is because he has practiced the exercises of the "Bullhead Clan", one of the ten ghost clans, so he has practiced one horn, and once he can cultivate two horns, he will have the opportunity to be recruited into the "Niutou Clan" and become one of the clansmen of the ten ghost clans.

Who doesn't envy him among the imps in the neighborhood?

Big-headed ghosts are the same as small-headed ghosts.

At the same time, he is also the richest and kindest guy in the village, so he can lend them so much firewood.

Bidding farewell to the white-haired ghost, the two of them walked through the large wasteland they had traveled through yesterday.

Today, I didn't go to the Ghost Gate, but went to the "Reception Division" eighteen miles after the Ghost Gate.

Like all the yamen in the Polar Domain, the place where the Receiving Division was located was also a vague and thick black shadow.

The world facing behind the ghost gate is no longer a wasteland, but a real "underworld", a prosperous city hidden in a thick shadow.

Connecting the Si Yamen, the edge of this huge city is also in a shadow.

A thick black fog seemed to float above the earth.

A wide bridge poked out of the ground and reached out into the black mist.

There are constantly all kinds of ghosts or ghosts walking in and out of the bridge, some have two horns, some have a horse face, some wear black clothes, some wear white clothes, and some look no different from normal people, and even have bewitching women......

Big-headed ghosts and small-headed ghosts are not the most ugly of all the ghosts, but they are the least powerful of them.

When the two of them went on the bridge, they could only quietly lean against the edge, bow their eyebrows and walk forward.

When you get on the bridge, you will find that the world in front of you suddenly opens up.

A yamen made of black stone, not like a yamen, more like a Taoist temple or a temple, stands at the end of the bridge, jumping over this yamen, there seem to be more and more buildings behind it, hidden in the shadows, indistinguishable at a glance.

After entering the leading division, he stepped over the clean courtyard and entered the inner hall.

In the hall, it was like an exam, and more than a dozen long cases had been rolled out, and more than a dozen ghost officials were burying their heads in sorting out the "Mandate of Heaven Copy" in their hands.

At that moment, both the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost were stunned.

There was a thin monkey-like ghost official next to him, missing an eye, the red eyeballs turned around, and he saw two people at once: "You guys are also here, hurry up and find an empty place to sit down and get busy, Chu Ju is going crazy!"

The big-headed ghost was stunned and at a loss, and the small-headed ghost quickly looked around, almost gasping.

He hurriedly asked, "Brother One-Eyed, is this ...... What the hell is going on?"

I used to have a task, so I didn't have to be in such a hurry.

"You still don't know? Judge Liu of the Judgment Division doesn't know how he died, and now the entire Judgment Division is in a mess, and the matter of "Copy of the Mandate of Heaven" has temporarily fallen into the hands of our Judge Chu. Judge Chu didn't dare to be careless about such an important matter, so the big guys got busy. ”

What a shrewd guy is a little head?

As soon as he heard it, he understood, and immediately scolded in his heart.

This was not originally Judge Chu's errand, it was just temporarily sent, but for Judge Chu, it was very important: this is the meaning of Qin Guangwang's Palace, if Judge Chu takes over this matter, do a good job, maybe Judge Chu will not be responsible for the boring "new ghost introduction", but will be responsible for the "trial of life".

"No wonder so many people are busy......"

The little head ghost muttered, and his heart became anxious again.

Such an important matter, if they mess up, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as losing their jobs.

At that moment, he glanced at the one-eyed.

The one-eyed hair was messy, and the black ghost robe he was wearing was also crumpled, and after talking to him, he concentrated on taking a pen and sketching on the "Mandate of Heaven".

The little head ghost put on a smiling face, leaned over cautiously, turned the page of "Destiny Copy", pointed to a circled word on it and asked: "One-eyed brother, hehe, I don't recognize a word here, what does this word mean?"

"I don't recognize it, I don't recognize it, I can't finish my own work, I'll help you see it when I'm done." ”

One-Eye waved his hand impatiently, motioning for them to go away and leave themselves alone.

The little head choked and spun away.

Hmph, just don't ask you, isn't it easy to find someone to ask?

He looked like this, so he changed to a pale Bai Wuchang next to him to ask, but before he could come over, the Bai Wuchang sneered: "Chu Zhu wants something tomorrow morning, can't be delayed! I don't have time!"

After saying that, Bai Wuchang didn't care about these two little ghosts who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it.

Under Judge Chu, the two guys are useless, although the small-headed ghosts are circling around, but they are illiterate at all, and no one is willing to teach them to read, and it is useless to beg grandpa to sue grandma.

At this point, everyone can't finish what they are doing, who cares about them?

One-eyed has no backing behind him, and he doesn't hate them very much, so he speaks politely; but Bai Wuchang is one of the top ten ghost clans, and no one is afraid, even Judge Chu has to be careful of him on weekdays.

The little head ghost was so angry that his face was red and white for a while, and he was so aggrieved that he couldn't do it.

He wanted to slap this bastard twice, and he knew that what people said was right, what else could he do?

Wandering carefully through the halls, the little head knew that it was impossible to find someone to help the brothers.

Maybe......

The only possibility is ......

The small-headed ghost flashed his eyes, and walked directly towards the two ghosts guarding outside the door of the inner hall, two black-skinned imps holding three-strand forks, with sharp-beaked monkey gills and slender arms, like two dry wood.

"Hey, Lao Zhang today, is Zhang Tang here? Why didn't I see anyone?"

The ghost difference in the underworld is one level lower than the ghost official, and although the small-headed ghost has no ability and is despised, there is still some weight in the little ghost's speech.

The little ghost almost arched his hand and replied: "The little one saw him coming this morning, but he was called by Judge Chu not long after, it seems that someone from Bafang City is coming, and he wants to ask someone." ”

Octagon City?

That's the side of the Bafang Yan Palace?

The little head ghost simply chuckled in his heart, and his heart was cold.

It's over, and the only thing that might help them is Zhang Tang.

And I don't know when it will come out.

After listening to the little ghost's words, the little ghost didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and he only felt that the copy of "Mandate of Heaven" in his hand was sinking as if it was going to crush him.

The big-headed ghost was also trembling, and his eyes were full of fear.

There is no background in the underworld, and the cultivation is even closer to nothing, if something goes wrong this time or can't catch up......

A layer of cold sweat once again covered the forehead of the small-headed ghost.

He squeezed the "Mandate of Heaven" tightly, and only comforted himself: "Wait and see......"

Maybe Zhang Tang will come back when he turns around.

It's just a question, it should be soon, it should be soon.

The little head said to himself.

However, they sat uncomfortably and waited for a long time by the long case with the word "Zhang Tang" written on it in the inner hall, and they did not wait for Zhang Tang's figure.

The big-headed ghost tried his best to recognize the words displayed on the "Mandate of Heaven", sweating profusely.

The little head sat stiffly behind the long case for a long time, and glanced towards the door, but it was still empty, and there was no one.

Can't wait.

They have two copies of the Mandate of Heaven, and there are too many punishments for new ghosts to be determined, and if they don't start now, there is no way to hand them over to Judge Chu before dawn tomorrow.

Gritting his teeth, the little head ghost finally said fiercely: "Let's go back!"

***

Since the door was closed, I have been sitting in the water tank for a long time.

Maintaining a position for a long time, her body will not have any stiffness, after all, her body is different from when she was a mortal.

It's just that after too long, there will still be a little discomfort.

She didn't know how the little head ghost could show such a look at that time, it was like seeing a ghost, but now it was obviously her who "saw the ghost".

He put his only movable head on the edge of the water tank, and looked at the dusty human emperor sword that fell in the distance, and a slight smile appeared in his heart.

The sword of the emperor in the past, in the dust today.

I wonder what kind of expression the original owner of this sword would show if he knew about it?

Seeing that his hands were tied behind him, he moved his fingers casually, feeling the boiling water flowing from his fingers, but he remembered the time when he was refining his body.

The feeling of not being able to use all spiritual power is really terrible.

She remembered that at that time, the big-headed ghost used a different kind of power to heal the small-headed ghost, and perhaps this was the reason why the spiritual power in her body could not be used.

She is now desperately eager to leave this ghost place and return to Yashan, at least to report the safety of the master.

After all, this is the legendary "reincarnation land" of the Nineteen Continents.

If a monk dies, his soul will dissipate into heaven and earth, and he will not be allowed to enter reincarnation, but she is a monk, but at this moment she has come to the extreme realm.

In such a closed environment, do the people of Fudao Mountain know her life and death?

I can't be sure.

There was apparently no one in the village anymore, so no sound was heard.

I've tried it before, and the "Mixed Yuan Array" that the little head ghost said really exists, and it can indeed isolate all sounds, even if she shouts in the house, no one can hear it.

Everything, it's so quiet and oppressive.

"Alas......"

Seeing sorrow, he let out a long sigh, and had already made up his mind.

The two imps did not accept their "help", one must have other ways to solve the problem, and the other is that they did not believe in themselves.

In other words, this road is actually blocked.

For her, there is indeed only one way left in the end: temptation.

Whether it was the Human Emperor Sword, or the Qiankun Bag or the Spirit Beast Bag, once any of them worked, she should be able to find a way to get out of here.

As soon as the thought settled, the sorrow was much easier.

She estimated that the two imps might not come back until it was dark, so she pondered in her heart what to say to make it easier for them to accept.

But before she could figure out why, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside.

frowned, and suddenly became alert when he saw the sorrow.

Although, such vigilance has no effect.

Two figures leaned over and landed on the window.

Seeing the sorrow, a big head and a small head immediately knew that it was the two little ghosts.

"Squeak. ”

The door opened, and the little head ghost walked in quickly, his whole face was extremely bad, and he gritted his teeth, very angry and helpless.

The big-headed ghost followed tremblingly, not daring to speak.

"You're back?"

The little head ghost didn't answer, but walked to the front of the water tank, looked around carefully, and then shouted, "Big head." ”

The big-headed ghost was a little frightened, and walked up tremblingly, and when he saw the sorrow, he cowered and asked, "Really, really want to do that?"

"If you are told to go, you will go, what are you doing with so much nonsense?"

The small-headed ghost is impatient.

The big-headed ghost suddenly didn't dare to speak again, but there was still a struggle in his eyes.

He moved his steps and climbed onto the stove with great difficulty, and his short and fat body stood beside the large water tank, like a large urn.

Seeing sorrow, I vaguely felt a little abnormal.

Go and go back, the time is obviously wrong, and he still says such a thing.

The eyes of the small-headed ghost seemed to be a little ruthless, but it was not quite the same as the killing intent, it seemed that it was just to verify something.

What the hell is going on?

Seeing that he didn't have time to come up with an answer, the big-headed ghost gave the answer directly.

He swallowed: "You, don't be afraid, I'll just take a bite!"

After speaking, he directly grabbed the arm on the side of Jianchou, opened his mouth wide, and bit down!

And then......

"Crackling!"

A bunch of noises!

Seeing the flesh and blood of his arm, at the moment when he was penetrated by the sharp teeth of the big-headed ghost, countless tiny blue electric snakes burst out!

"Boom!"

The whole huge head of the big-headed ghost became charred almost instantly.

His whole body was smoking, as if he had suddenly been cooked.

Slowly raised his head, looked at him in a daze, and opened his mouth: "You ......"

He seemed to want to say something, but the moment he opened his mouth, the scorched fangs in his mouth were "clicking", and they fell on the stove like rain.

“……”

Seeing the sorrow, I didn't even have time to feel the pain, and the body had already reacted first.

It was something she hadn't even thought of herself.

The eyes are facing each other.

She stared at the almost simple green eyes of the big-headed ghost, not knowing what to say.

The big-headed ghost seemed to be bullied, and suddenly cried "wow", covered his toothless mouth, jumped off the stove, and ran towards the small-headed ghost.

The little head ghost frowned fiercely, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

It was more terrifying and terrifying than he had imagined......

From another point of view, it also proves that with the skills of the two of them, it is impossible to settle this nun at all, and if they want to report the existence of the nun to the underworld at this time, it is very likely that they will be guilty of what they did not report before.

It's another desperate ......

The small-headed ghost patted the big-headed ghost on the shoulder, but walked over to the sorrowful and stood under the water tank, looking at her with some trembling.

Seeing that Chou was keenly aware of the change in his attitude, a thought suddenly popped up in his heart: it turned out that he didn't want to eat it raw, just to make sure that he could eat her.

Her gaze swept over the two copies of "Copy of the Mandate of Heaven" held by the little head ghost, and everything was clear.

The small-headed ghost forcibly suppressed the apprehension and fear, opened his mouth, picked up the "Mandate of Heaven", held it high, and trembled: "You, you know words, right?"