The following time, Wednesday naturally told the city lord "everything" about the information he knew.

There is so much information that even this city lord who has been in charge for a hundred years is frowning. It's not because the vicious dogs of the Vicious Dog Ridge can't resist it, but it really can't be done, but the city lord can evacuate the crowd like before, and then abandon the city, and it won't be long before the senior generals in Fengdu City come over and grab it back. It's because these vicious dogs just hang themselves, so that they can't die well, they can't live well, and then they consume endlessly. The speed at which the vicious dogs reproduced was beyond the imagination of the city lord and Wednesday, and at the current rate, the consumed vicious dogs were not even as fast as the newly bred vicious dogs.

However, it can't be said that there is no good news, after all, the habits of the vicious dogs have been clearly touched by Wednesday, and the latest attack has been resolved, and the top priority now is that the city lord sent troops to clean up the vicious dogs that have no leader.

"Why are there so many vicious dogs breeding?" the city lord looked at Wednesday.

"I don't know. "On Wednesday, two hands were spread.

"Maybe I need to let my head know. The lord muttered.

Then of course, there is the question of Wednesday's identity.

The City Lord and Wednesday soon arrived at the real City Lord's Mansion in the middle of the city, although it was not as magnificent as expected, but it also had a sense of sacrosanctity.

The Yin soldier guarding the door naturally recognized his master, and saw from a distance that the door of the mansion had been opened.

The City Lord's Mansion is not big, but it is fully equipped, almost the same as the one I watched in the movie and television on Wednesday.

The lord of the castle led Wednesday to turn left and right for a while before stopping.

This is obviously the garden of the city lord's mansion, although it is not big, but there are a variety of water pavilions, and even a few unknown swimming fish can be seen in the water. In the center of the lake is a cluster of gray-green plants unique to the prefecture, which occupies a small half of the pond.

Wednesday followed the city lord all the way to the pavilion.

I saw the city lord fiddling left and right on a fence of the pavilion a few times, and then a gurgling sound sounded, and a fairly spacious passage suddenly appeared in the pavilion at the feet of the two.

Looking down the stairs, the air is slightly humid.

After going through a few more traps, the city lord and Wednesday stood in front of a gray stone.

The stone is three meters high, which is the gray color, but it always gives Wednesday a feeling of glowing, and the breath released from the stone is a little breathtaking.

"That's what I'm talking about. The lord of the castle said, looking at the stone in front of him.

"I thought it was supposed to be the shape of a tombstone. As he spoke, Wednesday gestured with his hand.

"I haven't seen the real monument, but I've heard of it, the real monument is said to be hidden in the Yama Temple, the specific location is unknown, as for the shape I have heard, the legend is a stone, not very big, but all-encompassing, it is said to be one of the ten ghost weapons in the underworld. "The city lord gave me a rough introduction.

"Ten ghost weapons?" "Are you a bit bloody?" muttered Wednesday.

"Well, even the children of the underworld know these legends, and you will naturally know them slowly, so let's get you an identity now. The city lord no longer talked nonsense, stretched out his palm, his left hand and fingers like a knife, slashed in the palm of his hand, and blood gushed out immediately, the city lord no longer hesitated, and pressed his palm towards the ground monument.

"The same goes for you. The city lord turned his head and glanced at Wednesday.

Lao Tzu is a smuggled population, an outsider, and Lao Tzu doesn't have your ability to bleed with a single cut. Wednesday looked at the palm of the city lord's hand, and his brows were furrowed. Just looking at the eyes of the city lord, he seemed to be very sure, so he also stretched out his hand and gestured on his palm, but he didn't see blood, so he pressed it directly.

The next moment, the originally gray monument suddenly bloomed, and the gray oppressive light instantly filled the entire space.

Fuck your uncle, it seems to be exposed, Wednesday's first reaction.

Soon, the light flickered for a moment and then quietly returned to the monument, and the monument returned to its original appearance.

"Identity. A low, indifferent voice suddenly rang out from the monument.

"69527 City Dead Soul. The lord replied in a low voice, followed by a brief silence.

The light flickered again, and this time even the city lord's face changed drastically.

But there seemed to be a cold snort, and the light instantly retracted, like meeting ice and snow in boiling water.

"Identity generated, 69527 city, dead souls. The voice of the dungeon and indifference in the monument sounded again, but on Wednesday, it seemed that there was some change in this voice, and the change seemed to be ...... Afraid?

Then he saw that the city lord had withdrawn his palm.

"How so?" the city lord muttered as he looked down at his palm.

"What's wrong?" asked Wednesday.

"Nothing. The city lord glanced at the monument again, but he couldn't see any reason.

"Now that you have an identity, then I'll give you back this dead pearl. Wednesday took out the Dead Bead from his pocket and handed it to the City Lord.

"Keep it, this thing is useless to me, but maybe you will, after all, this thing can collect dead souls, but I don't know what else it does. This one is also for you. The city lord didn't take it, but raised his hand and threw something over.

Wednesday took it in his hand, only to find that it was something similar to a waist card.

"From today onwards, you will be a guest in my City Lord's Mansion, the kind that does not do anything. The lord winked at Wednesday.

Wednesday also immediately realized that his identity was fake, what else could he do.

Bidding farewell to the city lord, Wednesday had soon arrived at the boy's place, so there was no need to hide, and the speed was naturally much faster.

"Big ...... Eldest brother. The boy looked at Wednesday and shouted stiffly at the corners of his mouth.

"Let's go. Wednesday reached out and habitually patted the boy on the head, then pulled the boy up and walked out.

With the waist card, the road is unimpeded. A moment later, Wednesday had already come to the house that the city lord had arranged for him, it was a room in the depths of the city lord's mansion, although the room was not large, but it was very quiet, and few people would come to disturb him.

Wednesday awkwardly dispersed the maid who was about to serve, and then sat down in the room with the young man.

"Can you remember?" asked the teenager Wednesday.

"Yes, one ...... a little". The boy replied with difficulty.

"What's your name?"

"Jiang Qi. ”

"What about the family?"

"Good...... Like there is ...... of the dead. Young Jiang Qi's brows furrowed tightly.

"Like?"

"Good...... Resemble...... Like ......" Jiang Qi's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and his small fists clenched unconsciously.

Yes......

The screams suddenly came out of Jiang Qi's mouth, Jiang Qi's childish little face was already distorted, and beads of sweat the size of beans instantly covered his face.

"It seems to be ......," Jiang Qi was still trying to recall.

"Xiao Qi, stop. "Hurry up and stop it on Wednesday.

"Big ...... Big brother, I'm ...... I can't remember. Jiang Qi said a word, and then he fell into the arms of Wednesday beside him.