Raw Silk (2)
However, turning into the Huangquan Road, where the yellow sand was rolling, Bai Ling suddenly felt something, and when she turned her head, she saw that about hundreds of yin errands were sneakily following behind her, keeping a distance of twenty meters from her, but they did not get close.
Seeing her turn around, the hundreds of yin chasers almost stood up straight in unison, posed with each other, and chatteredβ
"It's so cold today!"
"Yin City has opened a new sesame oil cake, do you know? Let's check it out another day! β
Bai Ling couldn't help but ask, "Are you here to arrest me?" β
No negative response.
They didn't seem to see her, they couldn't hear her...... Like.
Bai Ling knew that with her current spiritual power, she couldn't move these inconsistencies, not to mention that she didn't come down this time to make another trouble. If it was his big day, she didn't want to block him.
Therefore, it is better to ignore her and save them from coping.
Bailing then walked forward.
Seeing that she was moving, with different postures behind her, the yin difference of greeting each other suddenly returned to normal, and immediately followed, continuing to maintain a distance of twenty meters, cautiously following behind her.
Hearing that there was no sound behind her, Bai Ling thought that the yin was gone, so she couldn't help but stop again and turn her head to look.
The inconsistencies are still there.
Seeing her turn around, she began to do strange things again, for example, the few yin chauffeurs who walked in front began to stretch their arms and do hey.
"Exercise every day! The body is so good! β
"Xiaobai, your action is quite standard? Teach me! β
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What are these shady people trying to do?
Bai Ling frowned, knowing that they would probably turn a deaf ear to her, hesitated for a moment, and continued to walk forward.
Take a few steps and turn back.
The inconsistencies are starting to get weird again.
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Bai Ling simply ignored them, and walked through the gloomy stone pillar by himself, and came to a majestic high hall.
The doors of the Senluo Hall were tightly closed, and there were no patrolling ghost soldiers on the roadβof course, those who saw her were all following her, and the number of them was increasing, but they only followed, as if they were extremely afraid of her.
This is the place where the underworld judges the spirits of the six mortals, but the gate is closed, and not a single ghost can be seen entering or leaving, which is really a bit weird.
She stepped up the high steps and tried to push the door, but she didn't move.
Bai Ling couldn't help but use some spiritual power, condensed it in the palm of his hand, and slapped it hard towards the vermilion lacquer gate, only to hear the sound of "clang", the ring on the gate trembled twice, and the gate was slapped open a crack.
"Can you help me open ......?"
Turning her head again, the yin cha who was following her just now had disappeared.
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She felt ridiculous about her idea that she wanted Yin Cha to help her "steal her house".
Bai Ling had to condense the spiritual power in her palm over and over again as she did just now, until with a "boom", the devastated door opened tremblingly.
And in this process, there is still no yin to stop her, not even the god of the underworld inside.
β¦β¦ There won't be no one in this Senluo Temple, oh no, there is no god of the underworld, right?
The thought flashed through his mind, and was quickly rejected.
How could there be no god in the temple? Isn't that the house of the earth going to be chaotic?
However, through the long and magnificent East District, there is still no shadow in the winding paths.
Until walking through the western area, in the chaotic space, a judge with a high hat and a red suit, and a large belt of rhino horns, holding a book in one hand and a delicate celadon teacup in the other, walked towards her while watching and drinking.
"Hey!" Bailing subconsciously called him.
The judge looked up.
Then Bai Ling clearly saw that he was slightly stunned, and then a look of shock appeared on his slightly evil face, and the tea in his mouth squirted out with a "poof".
The two were at a stalemate, and the atmosphere was deadly.
The yin wind blew past Bai Ling's ears, and she pulled the corners of her mouth and squeezed out a smile at him, "I want to ask, ...... Ghost Emperor"
However, before he could finish speaking, the judge seemed to come back to his senses, threw away the book and cup in his hand, turned and ran.
Before he could be stopped, his figure disappeared again into the barrier of overlapping spaces.
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As for it?
Don't dignified judges pay attention to image?
Bai Ling walked over and picked up the book he had dropped on the ground, a book of life and death.
ββ¦β¦ Can this thing be thrown away? She muttered to herself, and just after turning a few pages, several figures stepped out of the barrier not far away. In addition to the judge just now, there are two judges, as well as the king of the fourth hall.
The king of the servants is in charge of the Great Hell, and the root of the sin of falling into this hell is the three karma of killing, stealing, and evil deeds during his lifetime. He stood in front of the three judges, but when he was five meters away from Bailing, he stood still.
He yelled at Bai Ling menacingly, "You...... Give me back the book of life and death! β
His tone was obviously aware of himself, and Bai Ling was not surprised, he glanced at the book of life and death in his hand, and said, "Your subordinates threw it away by themselves." β
Hearing this, the king couldn't help but turn his head, glared at the judge beside him, and said to her again, "The book of life and death is a thing of the underworld, return it quickly!" β
"Oh." Bai Ling glanced at the book of life and death in his hand, and was about to go over to give it to him.
"Wait!" The king and the three judges stepped back in shock, "You...... Don't move! β