The words of Bao Zheng, the king of Yama, made His Royal Highness look at each other again.

"We understand." They arched their hands.

Got it.

Isn't it Liwei,

The new official has three fires when he takes office, and when the time comes, if someone dares to jump out and cause trouble, we just burn it hard.

Anyway, it doesn't violate the law of the Yin Division, just play casually, and just try the magic power of the Yin God, how to fork.

When they were doing Chenghuang in their dreams, they had all their divine powers, and they didn't use anything, and they couldn't get tired of it.

"It's good to understand, you wait here, I'll go and tell Your Majesty."

Bao Zheng nodded, commanded, and got up to leave.

Soar through the clouds and fog and go to the Yin Tian Temple.

Looking at the figure of him driving away on the clouds, everyone in the hall showed excitement and excitement.

Soon, they will be able to ascend to the throne of the city god, and they will be able to soar through the clouds like this.

Just thinking about it makes them excited.

Yin Tian Temple.

When Bao Zheng arrived.

Cao Ming is lying on his side on a chair, holding a tablet in his hand, watching the latest episode of the 'Ghost Story' program.

Bao Zheng peeked at it.

The glamorous ghosts on it, one by one, are dressed more enchantingly than the other, whether they are young or old, there are only a few pieces of cloth hanging on their bodies, revealing a large piece of white flowers......

Bao Zheng, who saw that he was conservative in his heart, had blue tendons on his forehead, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

I was filled with grief.

Your Majesty, you have fallen......

"Lao Bao, are you done?"

Cao Ming calmly pressed the pause button on the tablet, and his face showed a look of unfinished business.

Not to mention, watching a group of female ghosts perform a talent show and compete for beauty is indeed quite a novelty.

It's more interesting than watching the girl group dance in Korea.

"Yes, Your Majesty, this is the information of the ghost people who have passed the Chenghuang assessment."

Bao Zheng lowered his head and handed over a stack of A4 papers to Cao Ming.

Cao Ming took it and looked at it, frowning slightly.

"Just forty people?"

"Back to Your Majesty, there are too few ghost people in the current underworld, and there are more than forty people who are qualified, which is already the limit, so we can only wait for more ghost people to be selected in the future." Bao Zheng said.

Cao Ming was silent.

That's not going to work.

The soul of the Yang World must be solved as soon as possible, and he can't wait that long for it to be put into the underworld.

The candidate for the city god has to choose another way.

"No, let's take some of it from the original Yin God of the underworld." Cao Ming thought in his heart.

There are still a lot of Yin Gods in the underworld, and if you take out some of them, the problem is not big, and it will not affect the normal operation of the underworld.

For example, in each judge's hall, the civil and military judges are pulled out, and the main judge is left alone, and it's okay to be tired, anyway, it's a yin god, and he can't die of tiredness.

The subordinates of the Ten Halls of Hades, some Yin officials and gods, can also be drawn out.

There is also the Chenghuang Temple in Yangshi Dongxia, after it is truly manifested, the Gongcao Youshen Judges under the command of each Chenghuang can also be drawn out and sent outside the territory to be promoted to the Chenghuang.

A city god temple, just leave a city god and a few ghosts.

As for these vacant gods, they can be slowly selected and supplemented among the ghost people in the future.

“…… Hey, Zheng Weimin? This one actually came down?"

At this time, Cao Ming suddenly sighed, and saw a familiar name from the information in his hand.

After carefully reading the information, I found that it was really the old man who was a household name in Yangshi, not the same name.

On the column of good deeds, more than 30 million are written.

Ordinary people can't have so many, even if they do good deeds in their lifetime, one million will reach the sky.

Only a high-ranking and powerful person, who exerts benevolent government and benefits countless people, can reap so many good deeds.

"Hey, it just so happens that I was looking for a candidate for the envoy to meet the heads of state and invite them to come to the underworld as a guest, but I didn't expect the envoy to come to the door by himself."

Cao Ming smiled.

"Lao Bao, go and bring Zheng Weimin to see me."

"Yes."

Bao Zheng left in response.

After a short time, he returned to the Yama Temple.

Xiang was waiting for the crowd: "Zheng Weimin will go with me to meet His Majesty the Son of Yin Tianzi, and the others will go back and wait first, you should all be familiar with the duties and tasks of the city god in the dream realm, and there is no training course left, when the time is ripe, just rush to the outside of the territory and go to the city god."

"I'll retire."

The others glanced at Zheng Weimin enviously, and Yuguan left.

can get the supreme of the netherworld, the summons of His Majesty the Yin Tianzi, it seems that this person is about to soar.

But there was no jealousy in their hearts.

Zheng Weimin's merits before his death, they are obvious to all, so that countless people have a good life, with this merit, after death, they can rise to the top, and others have nothing to say.

Bao Zheng took Zheng Weimin and went to the Yin Tian Palace.

On the way, Zheng Weimin was a little apprehensive in his heart,

Yin Tianzi, but the supreme lord who is in charge of the entire Netherworld, has magical powers and mana through the heavens and the earth.

From the huge Dharma Aspect that covered the sky in the Yang World a few days ago, we could see how supreme and sacred this was.

In the TV series, the Buddha's appearance is nothing more than that.

Seeing such a majestic existence, Zheng Weimin couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

But......

After entering the Yin Tian Temple and seeing the great existence in his mind.

He was stunned.

Wearing a vest, slippers and big pants, he lazily lay on his side on the chair, holding a flat plate, and watched with relish.

On the screen of the tablet, there is a group of gorgeous women dancing......

This...... It is completely inconsistent with the majestic and majestic image in his mind.

However, although he was puzzled, Zheng Weimin didn't dare to think about it, let alone look at it.

After glancing lightly, he immediately withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and bent his knees, about to kneel down in salute.

"No courtesy."

Before Zheng Weimin knelt down, Cao Ming stretched out his hand to support it, sending out an invisible force to hold him up.

For this old man, he still has a lot of respect, and he doesn't want to bow down like this.

Although it is said that he is now, whether it is status or merit, he can be worshiped by any human being.

The establishment of the underworld, to give countless dead souls in the Yang world a place to return, to avoid the disaster of soul scattering, for the entire human race, this is indeed a matter of immeasurable merit, in the myth of the flood and famine, Cao Ming can be sanctified on the ground.

However, as a man, we must not forget our original intention.

Even if he becomes the Yin Tianzi who dominates the Netherworld at this moment, the God in the mouth of ordinary human beings, a single thought can turn the world upside down, and a word can change the fate of countless people.

But in his heart, he is still the boy who loves to look at the big and long legs, and the wood has changed a little......

Wait for Zheng Weimin to stand still.

Cao Ming straightened up and spoke in a majestic voice.

"From time to time, there is a newly dead ghost Zheng Weimin, who has made outstanding achievements during his lifetime, benefited countless people, and specially, pardoned him as the god of the city god of the realm, and led the priesthood of Yin Sizheng to the second grade, and ruled all the city gods in the yang realm."

Say what you say.

As Cao Ming's voice fell, in mid-air, a red divine forgiveness talisman appeared, turning into a streamer and flying into Zheng Weimin's forehead.

[The manuscript of this chapter was lost.,Recode it in the middle of the night.,For the sake of the author's hard work.,All the masters support it.]

[Don't say that the identity of the protagonist in this chapter is exposed or something, there is no thing]