Obviously, the thin dog didn't intend to consider Wang Ming's feelings, and he was galloping all the way, and Rao was also tossed in that black cloud with Wang Ming's physique.

After a moment of dizziness, Wang Ming was thrown in front of a temple.

Listening to the sound of water in the distance, as well as the relatively rich water spiritual aura in the air, it can be inferred that there is a water source nearby, and at least it is a large river.

The thin dog that brought him over was gone, and the empty temple looked a little gloomy.

"Is there anyone?" Wang Ming shouted as he stood still.

But there was no response, just a door in front of it suddenly opened, and a light poured out of the darkness.

Wang Ming walked up with great caution.

The moment he stepped into that door, Wang Ming felt that countless pictures flashed in front of his eyes, which made him dizzy for a while, and when he came to his senses, he found himself in a place where birds and flowers were singing?!

Thatched houses with green mountains and green waters.

Obviously, Wang Ming accidentally stepped into an enchantment again.

Wang Ming sniffed vigorously, the air was extremely fresh, and the sky was dotted with stars.

On the thatched hut near the top of the hill, there was the sound of dogs barking.

Following the voice, Wang Ming walked towards the top of the mountain.

"Thank you!" said a cold voice from the other side of the thatched house.

It is also mixed with the whining of canines due to excitement.

Wang Ming poked his head out from the side of the thatched hut and saw a stone table and two stone piers in front of the thatched hut, on one of which was a tall figure sitting on it.

The man was dressed in a black robe embroidered with mystical patterns that Wang Ming couldn't understand, his long black hair was draped behind his back, and he held a folding fan in his right hand.

The thin dog that brought Wang Ming, like a pet dog, lay in front of the man with his belly facing the sky, and let the man poke and poke his body with a folding fan.

What are you doing? Is this really the same little dog that suppressed me in all directions?

Wang Ming was stunned.

"Xiaoyou, since you're already here, why don't you come and have a cup of tea?" the cold voice sounded again.

Wang Ming looked around, obviously calling him.

So he didn't twist, but walked over generously and sat down on another stone pier.

Then he pretended to be casual and looked at the front of the man, and was immediately amazed.

Yes, Wang Ming, a man, was amazed by another man's appearance.

Although the man said that his face was beautiful, he also gave people a sense of fortitude, and his eyes were extremely deep, as if he was about to fall into them at a glance.

Wang Ming felt that if he put those little fresh meat in front of him now, the appearance of a hundred little fresh meat would not add up to his fight.

"Little friend?" the man's lips opened slightly, and the cold voice brought Wang Ming back to his senses.

"Ah, I've seen my predecessors!" Wang Ming hurriedly stood up and said.

"Little friend doesn't have to be restrained, sit down and drink tea!" After that, the folding fan in his hand was tapped on the stone table, and suddenly two cups of hot tea appeared on the table, "I asked my old fellow to invite you over, I hope it didn't disturb you!"

"Juniors don't dare!" Although the thin dog in front of him, who seemed to be completely paralyzed at the man's feet and was reluctant to get up, was a little violent when he invited him, Wang Ming didn't care anymore, he felt that he might have guessed the identity of the person in front of him.

"Xiaoyou seems to be confused in his heart!" the man took a sip of tea and smiled.

With a smile, Wang Ming felt that the stars in the sky had lost their color.

Damn, senior, don't laugh!

"I'm really a little confused, I don't know why my seniors came to me?" Wang Ming blinked, calming his mood.

"Don't you have any other confusion?" said the handsome man, shaking his fan lightly.

"This" Wang Ming was a little confused, what did this big guy want to do when he came here?

"For example, the underworld, for example, the Yang Judgment, for example, the mission of the Yang Judgment, or your mission?" said the handsome man.

"There are some things that you can't just ignore and just watch. The handsome man seemed to mean something.

"How do you know what I'm thinking?" Wang Ming was surprised.

Before being warned by the cold-faced ghost king, Wang Ming was a little confused about his position and who to believe.

According to the saying of the underworld, there must be death if there is life, but the cultivator goes against the sky all the way, and climbs to the higher peaks step by step with great difficulty, if he dies, isn't it too pitiful?

Although some cultivators are indeed full of evil, most of the cultivators, Wang Ming believes that they still practice in a down-to-earth manner, and these people should also be sent directly to the underworld after their life span is up?

Wang Ming felt a little cruel.

And who stipulates this life limit?

I can't figure it out, Wang Ming decided not to, before, he planned to be a salted fish Yang judged, no matter what you say, what you do, I just watch.

However, this also made him feel uneasy, and he did not know whether this decision was right or wrong.

"You are very young, and all the life and death matters of cultivators, cause and effect, are all pressed on your shoulders, and it is indeed a little difficult for you, but I think that since you can serve as a yang judge, there is naturally a certain amount of truth, Zhong Kui, the yang judge of the year, has a body through the Three Realms, so he has become the strongest yang judge since he was in office, and you, with this strong merit power, I don't think it is an ordinary person. The handsome man stared at Wang Ming tightly and said seriously.

"I'm just an ordinary poor student, where can I compare with Zhong Kui's predecessors. Wang Ming said embarrassedly.

"Hahaha, you are too modest, not everyone can be a Yang judge. The handsome man laughed.

"But my yang judgment is indeed because the magistrate of the prefecture accepted me as a yang judge in order to make up for his mistakes in work!" Wang Ming was puzzled.

"That's what the judge told you? Let's put it this way, although the Senluo Hall is closed, and the judge has nominally become the supreme authority of the underworld, but he can't control the entire underworld, and the Yang Judgment is equivalent to the key to the other worlds of the underworld, and the judge is at most temporarily in charge of the underworld, and he has no ability to arrange the ownership of this key. ”

"Without the permission of the will of the entire underworld, you can't become a yang judge. ”

"I don't see anything special about you, but I'm sure you're not ordinary. ”

"At the very least, Yang judges one person to pass Yin and Yang, which is equivalent to the law of the two worlds, and acts on one person at the same time, and ordinary people can't bear it at all. ”

"Zhong Kui back then was a person who was a god and a ghost, and he was responsible for the laws of the Three Realms, and he was a strange person of a generation throughout the ages, but there was a special reason why he could do this. ”

"As for you, it is absolutely impossible to be an ordinary person, I can only say that even I can't see your peculiarity. And the judge took over the underworld in a hurry, and he didn't know much about many matters in the underworld. ”

"Do you know more than the magistrate of the underworld?" asked Wang Ming.

"I don't, but I used to have a friend, and he didn't deal with the underworld!" the handsome man smiled, but Wang Ming felt that his smile was a little bitter.

(End of chapter)