......

"Is it true that I can come to the underworld when you want and leave when you want?"

"You're going to stop me from leaving with my little stammer?" The female ghost who stands out from the crowd exudes a hint of murderous intent.

"~Piff!"

But seeing that the cloudy day was just a slight flip of his hand.

An incomparable force instantly exploded on the female ghost, and the broken pot in her hand immediately turned into powder.

"Little ...... Knot...... Bar! ”

"Ahh

The blood turned purple between her eyes, and the extremely grief-stricken female ghost actually let out a beast roar.

"Huh?" Yin Tianzi in mid-air raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then increased the strength of his hand again.

"Roar~"

When the miserable howl of the female ghost sounded, Xie Bi'an, who was bowing his head and bowing, trembled suddenly.

"Roar-roar~"

As the miserable beast howl sounded again, the mourning stick in his hand suddenly trembled uncontrollably.

"Buzz~Buzz~Buzz~"

But so what?

The seventh master's mental strength can be swayed by a small mourning stick!

At this moment, the huge underworld was extremely quiet, only the mourning stick and the female ghost kept making noises......

After about half a burnt of incense, the female ghost, who had been tortured to death, finally couldn't make any sound, and then the mourning stick stopped vibrating.

Maybe...... Their hearts will be dissipated with the last wail!

"Humph!"

Yin Tianzi snorted coldly and withdrew the mana in his hand, which made the female ghost die It was a little too cheap for her.

Shifting his body and coming to Fan Wuxu, he finally opened his mouth after thinking for a while: "What's the matter, is there something?" ”

The body is like a jade tree, and the long eyebrows are like willows. Fan Wuxuan glanced at Xie Bi'an beside him, and then shook his head slightly.

"Oh~" Yin Tianzi nodded thoughtfully, shook his hand, and threw the dying female ghost on the ground in front of King Qin Guang.

"Take this rakshasa demon to the eighteenth layer of purgatory!"

"Yes! Emperor. ”

King Qin Guang hurriedly took the order, but who knew that as soon as he was together, there was a sharp pain in his waist: "Hiss~"

The feeling is that when I fell down, I hit my old waist.

"Forget it." Yin Tianzi frowned slightly, and waved his hand: "I will go in person!" ”

......

The female ghost was taken away to receive the punishment she deserved, and the matter was widely implicated, and if she followed the laws of the underworld, she was afraid that she would have to remove most of her duties.

But for some reason, afterwards, the Yin Tianzi only ordered the underworld to be cleaned, but did not say a word about the Rakshasa.

Everyone knows that since the Son of Heaven does not mention it, then no good person will dare to speak about it again.

In the end, Hades is still Hades, judges are still judges, Yin Shuai is still Yin Shuai, ghosts are still ghosts, ghosts are still ghosts, and ghost soldiers are still ghost soldiers!

It's just that the seventh master's mourning stick can no longer be pulled out.

It's business as usual, the inconsequential mourning sticks are ignored, and since everyone avoids talking about it, there are no legends flowing into the world.

The world only knows the handsome Xie Bi'an, but I haven't heard of the ghost stammering!

Room

What? Will the Seventh Master blush? Will you stumble when you speak?

The onlookers shook their heads, saying that it was complete nonsense, and there were even many good deeds that were about to be thundered at the storyteller.

"Blind your eyes, how can the dignified Seventh Master blush!"

"Lao Tzu only stumbled when he saw you talk!"

"What bullshit!"

“......”

One person and one word, the storyteller retreated from the corner and trembled, good things are light and strong, and the weekdays are idle and boring, and he is unforgiving at the moment.

At this point, light and strong have gained momentum, when it is time to shoot, you punch me and kick, those who have gained the Tao have more help, and those who have lost the Tao have little help, and there are many good people around the crowd who have heard the wind and rushed to come, it is really a good fight for the water dog!

In this regard, the people in the audience all applauded.

However, Wang Fa still has to be had, and Yu Langlang has to make a human life under him, and no one will have to go around without eating. Therefore, although everyone added their fists and feet, none of them were killed.

The storyteller was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and he begged for mercy, and only then did he suffer less flesh and pain.

"Phew!"

"He~~Phew!"

“......”

A mouthful of sticky spit fell on his body, and the storyteller curled up in the corner like a dead dog, obediently~ Who did he offend by saying a book? It's really bad for eight lifetimes of blood mold today!

What? Report to the officer?

The storyteller didn't dare to think about it, if he didn't say the law and didn't blame the public, a single dignified seventh master would blush and be a stump. I'm afraid I'll have to cover myself up for spreading rumors.

In fact, in the final analysis, this matter is still a storyteller's heart, if he had a very tough attitude and bit what he said, I am afraid that he would not have ended up like this.

After all, many times, when people judge the right and wrong of one side, they subconsciously look at which side is shouting loudly, who is big and who is reasonable! As the saying goes: it's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and the loud voice accounts for a lot of reason.

But then again, about the matter of the Seventh Master, even the storyteller himself didn't believe it, and he was only able to say it because he had a dream a few days ago.

Eating is the line of food, so after meditating at home for two days, there is a way to do this.

Whether there is anyone, or who in the underworld has given this storyteller a dream, there is no way to verify. Of course, this is just a small episode in the world, and it is not enough to think deeply.

Talk to the underworld,

After throwing the female ghost into the eighteenth layer of purgatory, Yin Tianzi turned around and walked to Qiqi's cell.

"Heh~"

Qi Qi's face was meaningless, and he smiled: "Rakshasa was imprisoned by you?" ”

Yin Tianzi nodded: "Qi Qi, I advise you to dispel the idea of escaping from the underworld as soon as possible, I am no longer the Ji Gong Yan of the past, and you are no longer the Qi Qi of the past!" ”

"I know Bao Xi is by your side~" Qi Qi replied unexpectedly.

“...... And then what? Yin Tianzi was slightly surprised by this answer.

"And then I never got a chance to go out again." Qi Qi turned his back extremely lonely: "Ji Gongyan, you have the underworld and the praise...... Everything you want is there. You just need to maintain the status quo! ”

"But what about me? I'm your prisoner, I have nothing! ”

"Alas~" Yin Tianzi was in a trance for a moment when he heard this, sighed and said:

"Qiqi you know, I am a person who misses the old, and I feel very uncomfortable when I see you now, but the matter has come to this, I will never release you back to the world again, you die!"

“......”

Looking at Qi Qi, who was silent, a trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the cloudy Tianzi, his brows frowned slightly, and he spoke again: "I can allow you to leave purgatory and let you wander outside the forbidden land of the underworld!" ”

"But don't disturb the order of the underworld or interfere with your duties. If you don't listen, I'm sure I'll send you to Infernal Hell! ”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qi Qi's reaction, he turned his head and left purgatory with a stroke of his sleeves.

Looking at the departing figure of the cloudy sky, Qi Qi gritted his teeth and was indignant: "Why! Why! ”

"Why didn't you let me out of purgatory sooner?"

"Ji Gongyan, are you deliberately trying to block my thousand-year covenant!

“......”

"I'm not reconciled!"

In a fit of rage, Qiqi began to frantically stomp on the purgatory cage under his feet......

(End of chapter)

The so-called novel is just a microcosm of life!

Originally...... This is the end of the story, the underworld returns to peace, each performing its own duties, and the villain Qiqi lives with regrets for the rest of his life. Like life, it's not perfect.

But I really like you, just like the little stammerer likes female ghosts, like so cautious, so honestly afraid.

How dignified life is, how pale the words are.

Perhaps, even if I work hard to write 100,000 or a million words, I can't match the touching sound of the rakshasa tearing my lungs.

But so what? Who told me to like you, just like the little stammerer wants the female ghost to be his impermanent wife, I also want you to be by my side forever.

Therefore, I am willing to lay down this great underworld for you, and I am also willing to take you to the beacon tower to experience the night walk of a hundred ghosts, and I am more willing to be like a rakshasa and fight for you to break into the underworld!

I have a pot of wine, called Huanxi, mellow and not hurting my throat, ten miles drunk wild cat. I only have one life, step on the ground and break through the sky, risk death to meet each other, and be willing to be your city god!

Snuffing out the cigarette butt in my hand, I once again turned the page to the story: a thousand years later, Hades!