The dazzling white light penetrated the black mist, shrouded in darkness and suspended on the real world, like a warm stream of water, washing away all the negative emotions and traumas of the real world from the body to the spirit, and those negative emotions and traumas turned into wisps of black mist, peeling off from the real world and melting into the endless darkness below.

The whole person of the real world floated up from the dark ocean, and the scene in front of him changed rapidly, recondensing the scarlet mist of the Yellow Spring Realm.

"Mashi, are you alright?"

Hei Qingming's voice completely pulled the mind of the real world back from the abyss.

Mayo turned his head and saw Kuroharu and the evil god with a worried look on their faces, and slowly shook his head at them, "I'm fine. ”

Hearing the clear answer of the real world, Hei Qingming and the evil god were stunned for a moment, and then they were overjoyed.

"Mashi, you're awake?!"

"Have you recovered?"

Although the content of the words is different, the meaning is the same thing.

Mayo moved his stiff limbs, and his muscles and bones made a crisp sound.

"Except that I feel like I haven't been active for a long time, nothing else, and the lost spiritual power has also returned, and I'm fine."

"That's good." Hei Qingming breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked her: "By the way, real world, have you seen any suspicious people entering the Yellow Spring?" ”

"Suspicious people? I didn't know, I just woke up. The real world blinked inexplicably, "What's the matter, brother, did something happen during the time I was sleeping?" Speaking of which, why am I here? ”

Hei Qingming and the evil god glanced at each other, and saw the same doubt in the other party's eyes.

"Not long ago, the door connecting the Yellow Spring Realm and the Forbidden Land of Hell suddenly had a slight movement, as if someone had broken in by mistake, I was worried about you, so I came to see you." Hei Qingming said lightly.

"But I've just regained my consciousness, and I don't remember the time I came to hell and the time it happened in between, except for the memories I had before I was shot." ”

"That's fine, that pile of black mud won't let people get near you anyway." When the evil god heard this, his heart was relieved.

I don't remember, but I didn't know that there was a danger.

Hei Qingming also closed his eyes, and he agreed with the evil god's statement.

Yes, even if someone wants to get close to the real world when they are unconscious, I'm afraid they will be swallowed by the evil of this world, right?

The two who put their hearts at ease didn't know that there was really a person, no, to be precise, it should be a living soul, that is, they were not swallowed by the evil of this world, and they smoothly entered the "cradle of memory" of the real world, and knew a lot of things that he shouldn't know, let alone know that the real world sold himself without noticing.

"Huh"

Hei Qingming unfolded the black seven-fracture fan in his hand and half-covered his face, "Well, since you've woken up, do you want to go to hell to meet everyone?" Everyone is looking forward to seeing you when you wake up. ”

"Before you go to hell, how about talking to me, a lonely old man?"

Another languid female voice with a smile intervened, and they turned their heads to see a woman in a graceful smoky purple kimono walking towards them with a smile on her clogs.

Behind her, followed by her henchman, the judge.

"Lord Enma, Gui'an." Hei Qingming rushed to the person and bowed.

As an existence of the same position as the Enma, the evil god naturally does not need to salute, and similarly, there is no need to call a judge who is lower than him and the Enma.

"Lord Enma, Judge, you're here too." The real world looked at the visitor with some surprise, "I didn't expect that Hell and Yellow Spring seem to be even more lively than the present world." ”

Hearing this, Enma smiled: "Is it lively?" I think both the Yellow Spring and my Yama Hall are boring places. It was even said that there was only a pair of unreliable brothers, a strange pot, and an iceberg in the Yama Temple. ”

Speaking of the iceberg, Enma's eyes glanced at the straight judge who was standing.

The judge who was watching silently straightened his back, trying to make his image look taller, but inside, he was frantically swiping the screen.

The unreliable brother is certainly not me the black boy and the white boy. Pot... Meng Po's pot demon teeth?

I'm actually an iceberg in the eyes of Lord Enma?!?

No, no, no, I'm obviously Lord Enma's most loyal subordinate!

Hey, it seems that the most loyal subordinates do not contradict the iceberg?

Thinking about it, the judge fell into divine thought.

"Yes. It's really boring for them to watch it for a long time, so why don't I tell Lord Enma some interesting things I encountered in this world? Uncle Snake, brother, do you want to be together? Mayo quickly changed the subject.

Hei Qingming held up the folding fan in his hand and fanned it, "If Lord Enma doesn't mind two more people listening to the story." ”

Evil God: "I'm fine, thanks for the interesting insight." ”

Enma also had no opinion: "My Yama Palace, of course, the more lively the better. I can't go to the present world, but it's fun to hear from the real world. ”

The Enma who took over as the Yellow Springs Division could not leave the Yellow Springs Realm now, because once she left, the filthy qi of the Yellow Springs Realm would rush out of the Yellow Springs, polluting the hell and the present world.

At the same time, Amuro, who was asleep on the office chair in his room, opened his eyes with panic, showing that he had not yet come out of the scene that seemed to be the end of the world.

Toru Amuro held that position for about five minutes before accepting everything in the "dream".

He sat up straight, picked up the mobile phone on the table, pressed the power button, and now the displayed time was seven o'clock in the morning, but he didn't expect him to sleep in the chair all night.

"Phew......" Amuro opened his thin lips slightly, exhaled a breath of turbidity, stood up, and walked to the bathroom.

"Bang la-la-"

Her brown hair was drenched with water, and it became wet in an instant, and even the ends of her hair were dripping with water.

Transparent water marks slipped from between his handsome eyebrows and eyes to his chin, and finally dripped down the stiff side of his face, smashing onto the light gray collar, rendering dark gray marks.

He raised his hand, his slender fingers digging deep into his hair, his calloused fingertips running through the brown hair, and flicked them back.

"Pop,"

The mirror of the sink was stained with water droplets thrown out of his hair, and they flowed down the smooth mirror, blurring Amuro's transparent face in the mirror, and even his eyes could not be seen clearly.

He looked at himself in the mirror and raised his hand to wipe the water stains on it.

The mirror lit up, reflecting a pair of purple-gray eyes that shimmered with a decisive color.

Even if the gap between them is huge, so what?

He can lie dormant for five years in order to overthrow the organization, and he can continue to move forward in order to regain the heart of the true world.

The ultimate goal of his joining the public security is only one from beginning to end, that is, to overthrow the organization!

Wait until then.......

Amuro lowered his eyes, tightened the faucet, felt the towel on the shelf, and wiped the water stains on his face.

Why not resign as a "hero"?

But until then, he didn't want to do anything he would regret.

———Off topic———

Chapter 137 Mo Li's new content has been added when the author has something to say, about Toko's position, it's very important, you can go back and see.

One more thing to add here to Toko is: Toko, who shoulders the burden and glory, is dutiful. If you are desperate because of your personal feelings, whether in reality or in the original anime, Mo Li believes that such a person will not become a police officer. And when he has accomplished the ultimate goal that he has always achieved, the hero is also a person of flesh and blood and feelings.