Chapter 137: Yan Jun

Hailan Zhu grabbed the silk thread in his hand and churned left and right, Yang Jian held his chest, and fell to the ground with a muffled snort.

"Hailan Zhu!" I let out a loud shout, and a bolt of mana slashed the silk threads.

Hailanzhu looked at me puzzled, I just looked at Yang Jian coldly, and said: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, tonight with Hailanzhu's help, you have no chance of avenging your wife, so go back to recuperate, heal the injuries on your body and then seek revenge." ā€

Yang Jian looked up at me with some humiliation, and Hai Lanzhu said hatefully: "I don't care what grievances you have between you and my husband, if you want to find trouble with my husband, ask me first if Hailan Zhu agrees!" ā€

Yang Jian frowned and stared at Hailan Zhu incredulously, "You said she was your husband?" Yang Jian stretched out his hand and pointed at me.

I was unmoved, and reached out to take Hailan Zhu into my arms. Hailan Zhu snuggled in my arms, like a bird. Yang Jian had the feeling that Ah Ping was overwhelmed, and his expression was even more humiliated. He clutched his chest, turned around, and staggered away.

Watching Yang Jian's lonely back dissolve into the moonlight, I didn't feel too sad in my heart. After taking Yingli, he was about to pass through the magic barrier, and suddenly heard a burst of talking from far and near. Hailan Zhu and I glanced at each other, and hurriedly disappeared into the magic barrier.

I saw ten people dressed as ghost kings walking down from the sky, and they sat on the ground, fanning the wind with their sleeves, and sighing.

"This time the Heavenly Monarch summoned us and others, and this king thought that something was wrong, but it turned out to be criticized!" One was indignant.

The other person immediately said: "King Qin Guang, this is not to blame your Ghost Judgment Hall for not managing the life and death books of the world, and the judgment of good and evil is not clear. The chaos of the afterlife led to the rebuke of the Heavenly Monarch together with us. ā€

"King Chu Jiang, it's not happy for you to say this, your red-haired, hideous and other ghosts have neglected their duties and have been convicted unclearly, and this time they have also been named and criticized by the Heavenly Monarch!" King Qin Guang was indignant.

It turned out to be the Ten Hall Yamas. I listened to them accuse each other and express their displeasure with the Heavenly Monarch in the demonic barrier. Tianjun, the man who once fascinated me heard his name again now, as if it had never been related to him.

The Ten Palaces Yama continued to vent his dissatisfaction with the Heavenly Monarch.

"I think that if the underworld wasn't guarded by our Ten Halls Yama, how could we surrender to Heaven like this? The Heavenly Monarch sits firmly on the throne of the Heavenly Court, isn't it our Ten Hall Yama to pacify the rear for him? Sesame mung beans will invite us to heaven. There was a scolding on the head and face. Do you think we are wronged or not? ā€

"Flying snow in June, unjustly killed."

"Didn't the Queen Mother invite us to participate in the Ten Palaces Yama when she held a feast for the immortals? If you don't eat, you can be beaten, and they are all immortals. Why is life so bad? ā€

"The Heavenly Monarch is pampered. How do you know how hard it is for us to control the underworld? Where can ghosts be as obedient and obedient as gods? ā€

"Alright, alright. Don't complain, if you complain again, the sky will be bright, and you won't be able to go back to the Yama Palace. That's what the goblins do. One of the ghost kings stood up and greeted him, and the other ghost kings stood up one after another. Slap your ass and swear. In the moonlight, there was still their strong resentment against the celestial realm.

Hailan Zhu and I emerged from the magic barrier, frowning, and thinking about it.

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The four protectors have triumphantly traveled from the southeast to Lushan and brought back a demon army.

When the four of them returned to me, they all danced with their eyebrows, and explained the process of the fierce battle with the four King Kongs in great detail. I praised the four of them, and had an intimate meeting with the leader of the demon army, comforting and encouraging them to live in peace in the demon world, and also asked Yin Hui to arrange a reception banquet, and the demons were all happy.

Everything was arranged, and the demon world was handed over to the four protectors of Eye, Mei'er, Black Eagle, and Roaring Sky Dog, and he took Hailan Zhu to disguise himself as a pair of young lovers in the world and set off to the underworld.

After setting off for many days, possessed by two ghosts who had just died, Hailan Zhu and I mixed into the ghost gate, mixed in the ghost army, walked the Huangquan Road, and came to a river. The water of the river was blood-yellow, and it was full of lonely souls and wild ghosts that could not be reincarnated, full of insects and snakes, and the fishy wind was blowing in the face. There is a bridge on the river, and there is an old woman sitting on the side of the bridge, and I suddenly realized that this river is the Lechuan River, and this bridge is the Nai He Bridge, and the old woman is Meng Po.

If you want to cross the Lechuan River, you must cross the Nai He Bridge, and if you want to cross the Nai He Bridge, you must drink Meng Po soup, and if you don't drink Meng Po soup, you will cross the Helpless Bridge, and if you cross the Helpless Bridge, you will not be reincarnated.

So the ghosts naturally want to drink the Meng Po soup, but Hailan Zhu and I are different, our trip to the underworld is only to form an alliance with the Ten Palaces Yan Jun, we are not ready to forget the past and reincarnate as people.

Seeing that the ghosts lined up on the bridge under the command of the ghosts and drank the Meng Po soup one by one, Hailan Zhu pulled my sleeve and said, "Husband, what should I do?" ā€

I patted her on the shoulder to soothe her. Suddenly, Meng Po, who was serving soup, forgot to serve soup for some reason, and stood up in a daze, and then walked towards a crane-haired fairy in white with a childish face on the other side of the river like a nymphomaniac, she beckoned to him happily and shouted: "Brother Sanshengshi, look here, look here, I am Sister Meng!" Meng Po shouted for joy like a girl in heat, and all the ghosts made a gesture of vomiting.

Heilanzhu and I couldn't cry or laugh, and I was immediately shocked by lightning. Grandpa Sanshengshi! I actually forgot my Grandpa Sanshengshi! The corners of my eyes quickly became foggy.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Heilanzhu asked me softly.

I rejoiced, "We don't have to drink that Meng Po soup." ā€

On the other side of the river, Grandpa Sanshengshi saw the Meng Po turn around and leave, and ran away as if he was running away. I couldn't give up such a good opportunity, so I pulled Hailan Zhu out of the ghost team, ran up the Nai He Bridge, and shouted: "Grandpa Sanshengshi-"

The ghosts began to complain that Heilan Zhu and I were in the queue, and the ghosts also stepped forward with whips and shouted, "Get out of the back and stand up." ā€

Hai Lanzhu raised her foot and kicked me, and suddenly her eyes showed a fierce light, and I hurriedly stopped her and signaled her to be patient. I don't want to reincarnate as a prisoner in the underworld before I see the Ten Halls Yan Jun.

I continued to shout loudly: "Grandpa Sanshengshi-" My voice was about to shout hoarsely, Grandpa Sanshengshi finally turned around and looked in my direction, I hurriedly waved my hand and said happily: "Grandpa, it's me!" Grandpa Sanshengshi, it's—"

After all, Grandpa Sanshengshi stood still and didn't leave, I didn't care about the ghost, and pulled Hailan Zhufei and ran towards Grandpa Sanshengshi.

Running to Grandpa Sanshengshi, I waved at him. Grandpa Sanshengshi is a little older than when he met at the Moon Jumping Festival, thinking that the marriage affairs of the third generation were busy, and he worked hard. At this moment, he stroked his white beard and looked at me and Hailan Zhu with a confused expression, "This little brother, how do you know me?" ā€

Only then did I remember that I was dressed as a woman at the moment, so I hurriedly took off the hat on my head, drained my hair, and stared at Grandpa Sanshengshi with a smile. Grandpa opened his mouth wide, and then patted my shoulders happily and said, "Zhu, girl, why did you come to the underworld?" ā€

I was about to talk to Grandpa Sanshengshi, when the ghost messenger rushed over, first saluted Grandpa Sanshengshi, and then said, "Xianweng, the two of them should drink Meng Po soup." ā€

Grandpa Sanshengshi pointed at me and Hailan Zhu and said, "The two of them are my friends, I'll talk to them for a while, don't drink Meng Po soup, right?" ā€

The ghost showed an embarrassed look, Grandpa Sanshengshi ignored him, and shouted at Meng Po: "Sister Meng, I'll leave it to you!" ā€

Meng Po said "yes", and in the blink of an eye, she moved her body to our side, and dragged the ghost away with her.

"Find a quiet place, let's talk about the aftermath."

"Good!" I took Hailan Zhu's hand and followed Grandpa Sanshengshi to a secluded place a little far away from the Lechuan River.

Grandpa Sansheng Shi put one on a big rock, and Hailan Zhu and I half-squatted and half-knelt in front of him. Hailan Zhu saw that I looked at Grandpa Sanshengshi's expression full of attachment and love, and she also unconsciously infected my emotions, looking at Grandpa Sanshengshi's eyes full of tenderness.

"Say, why did you suddenly appear in the underworld? Don't tell grandpa that you're not a god now, you're already a ghost. "Grandpa Sanshengshi stroked my head, with a hint of pain in his eyes.

I silently said in my heart: No, not a god, not a ghost, but a demon lord. I don't know how Grandpa Lu Dao will feel when he knows the truth.

Seeing that I was silent, Hai Lanzhu had already answered for me: "She just misses you." ā€

If he is so obedient and ingenious, he will make Grandpa Sanshengshi laugh. He said: "Although the words are not true, they are pleasant to hear. ā€

I laughed "hey" too.

Hailan Zhu saw that Grandpa Sansheng Shi was kind and kind, and she became even more perverse, and she said bably: "I heard that Sansheng Shi Immortal Weng on the bank of the Lechuan River is in charge of the marriage of the third generation in the world, I wonder if I and Jiangzhu can also go to the world to be the third generation of husband and wife?" ā€

I secretly scolded Hailanzhu in my heart for going too far.

Grandpa Sanshengshi glared at Hailan Zhu with interest and said: "Jiangzhu is a daughter, you are also a daughter, don't say that the third husband and wife, even the first husband and wife can't ask for it." ā€

If a basin of cold water is poured on his head, Hailan Zhu's eyes darken. I silently shook her hand, and she gave me a weak smile back.

Grandpa Sansheng Shi was unwilling to care about Hailan Zhu's feelings, and continued: "I have booked the marriage of Jiangzhu's third life to Shen Ying. Is Shen Ying okay in Heavenly Court? Doesn't he miss me? Why don't you come to see me by the Lethe River with you? And did you come to the underworld with the permission of the Heavenly Monarch this time? ā€

Grandpa Sanshengshi asked a few questions in a row, and I was already discouraged, and when I heard Shenying's name again, I had mixed feelings in my heart. Hailanzhu just bit her lip and stared at me with jealousy in her eyes.

"Grandpa, I miss you, so I asked the Heavenly Monarch for permission for me to come and visit you. As for Shen Ying, Heavenly Court has many affairs waiting for him to deal with, and he can't get out of it. ā€

"That's right, I heard that Shen Ying is the son of the Heavenly Monarch, and he is now the Prince of Heavenly Court, so such a noble identity is worthy of our Zhuzhu!" Grandpa Sanshengshi said, and hugged me into his arms even more painfully, and I caught a glimpse of Hailanzhu's face embarrassed all the time. (To be continued......)