When a group of people returned to Song's house, they were also tired, Xiangmian sat on a wooden chair and ate pills, and after healing his injuries for a while, he also took out some of the trophies he had obtained from practicing outside.

The most valuable thing is the beast pill that picks the lock centipede, the carapace and the sharp knives and feet of a thousand, and the most valuable of them is Xiong Taixiao's weapon giant tooth double thorn, she generously took out everything and gave it to the Song family.

Then Song Xiu also touched his beard, talked about the corpses of dozens of corpse moths in the council hall, and then discussed something with Elder Yu Shuang alone.

Ying Xiangmian silently withdrew from the meeting hall and left here to go back to his small home, Qingyuan.

When I left Song's house, I found that I hadn't been back to Xicheng for two or three months, and the street scenery here had changed a little, but the external things had changed, but her heart had not changed, and her mentality was more stable than before.

There is a dilapidated courtyard outside the west city, the courtyard is dilapidated, but the area has become larger, and there is a newly built theater outside the backyard.

The name of this theater is very domineering, called the Judge's Palace, the name is a little dark, but there are many people who are interested and listening to the play, they are lining up in an endless stream outside, waiting for the class master to open the door and sing the play.

And this theater is really built like the dungeon, there is no stone lion outside the door, there is a bull head and a horse-faced stone carving to watch the door, and there is a bridge inside to forget the river, and the flowers on the other side are blooming on both sides of the water, red and glamorous like residual blood.

There is also a waiting department in the theater, and at this moment, a middle-aged man in black covered his face and flew into the waiting department.

He pushed open the boiler, and there was a secret door underneath, and when he saw that there was no one on the left and right, he pressed the mechanism and went in.

The secret door closed immediately, and he walked through the deep and spacious secret passage, lighting oil lamps all the way, until he finally reached the bottom of the dilapidated courtyard, where there were at least a hundred corpses.

Half of these corpses were corpse moths, and each of them was a naked "moth man" with a hideous and terrifying face.

The other half of the people are all real corpses, they are mixed with tens of thousands of poisonous insects, and it looks like they have not yet been fully fermented.

On the other side of the wall, there was a jar and some crafting tools, and next to it was a large pile of poisonous weeds, apparently used to make allergy powder.

After the middle-aged man in black took a look, he said that his mood suddenly became happy, he sat next to the dead body, swallowed several bottles of pills, and took a bunch of medicinal soup orally, and began to meditate and recuperate.

An hour later, he let go of his nervousness and pulled out a mask and put it on his face.

Then he kicked a corpse moth with his foot and yelled, "Damn the damn shit!

He then gritted his teeth and said, "I am a great evil-faced ghost judge in the underworld, and I actually missed again, and I also lost two small beetles, as well as the weapon that used to prove my identity the best. ”

"Even if there are countless evil spirits in hell, it can't make me rejoice again, even if there are countless dead corpses, they can't replace their company, I hate it so much!"

At this moment, the murderous intent in his eyes was obviously uncontrollable, but he suddenly laughed arrogantly and said, "Come on, come on, laugh all there wantonly! Tomorrow I will take you into the abyss from which you will never recover." ”

Just when he wanted to reach the climax of the poetry recitation, an old man walked in with a smile on his beard.

Impatience flashed in the eyes of the evil-faced demon judge,

He stood motionless, not wanting to go over and greet the old man.

"It's worthy of being hired back by me at a high price, the No. 1 puppet show master in Dongcheng, and his ability to talk about drama is getting deeper and deeper!" The Sixth Elder smiled and boasted.

"It's a pity! My grandson can't hear the show in Dongcheng again!" The sixth elder sighed again after praising and said.

And the evil-faced ghost judge shouted angrily: "You old horseman is becoming more and more lacking in morality, three years ago I only gave you one job, but three years later I gave you three jobs, assassination, corpse refining, singing, you still don't give me gold coins!"

"Hehe! No matter what you call it, the old man is still your gold owner, I have built a judge's palace for you to lift, and you are still not satisfied, the house is built, and the money will naturally be deducted!"

The sixth elder said with a reason, and the blocked ghost judge was speechless, and even a little weak-hearted.

Then the six elders took out the fork of the pen holder of the king of Hades, and said: "I secretly spent a lot of money to reward the fork and bought it back for you, don't thank me, in my eyes for so many years, you are just a little ghost, and there is a judge hall who exalts you." ”

The evil-faced ghost judge took the fork of the pen holder, which was caressed and rubbed on his heart, and the old eyes under the mask were red, and he knelt down and said a few words of thanks respectfully.

"Don't thank you, I've had an old friendship for many years, but that kid wasn't eliminated by you, I hate it in my heart!"

After hearing this, the evil-faced ghost judge stood up and said, "Do you hate it? I hate it too! He killed my two little cedipedes, and I have raised them for ten years! Ten years ago, we caught them together on Dabie Mountain, and now there are no centipedes in Dabie Mountain. ”

The six elders also suddenly recalled the days when they used the lock picking centipede to steal things together, but he still made sarcastic remarks about the ghost judge, and he couldn't even beat a yellow-haired child who was a mystery.

"Who knew that he had two demon beasts to protect him, I thought that those two demon beasts were dealt with by my centipedes, and who knew that a leopard would destroy my two centipedes. ”

"And that red fox is also very powerful, it took me a lot of time to cause all the corpse moths I brought out to die. ”

"And Song Heng also has two magic weapons to help, the tricks are strange, and I also panicked for a moment before escaping!" The ghost judge explained with resentment in his eyes.

Shuling can only be seen by Ying Xiangmian, and then because Hua Lingshan is very small, the angry ghost judge naturally didn't see it.

After hearing this, the six elders couldn't say anything more, Song Heng was really no longer the original Song Heng.

At this time, the second elder sneaked in and came in cautiously, and he whispered: "I saw Song Heng in the conference hall just now, he is obviously alone, where did the big demon beast come from, and there are two of them?"

"Song Lao Er, my ghost judge really met me, were you present when he killed him? He not only destroyed the corpse moth I brought out, but also lost my two favorite big centipedes, he really broke the soldiers and lost his wife, if you don't believe it, I will send you down now and meet them!"

The evil-faced ghost judge shouted loudly at the daring and evil, the second elder of the Song family.

The second elder was already trembling and came in, listening to the roar of the ghost judge, and even more tremblingly hid behind the sixth elder, not daring to face the anger of the ghost judge.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, as if the three of them had never been here, and the smell of corpses and the faint light of oil and fire made this place even more terrifying.