Han Mo was still quite surprised by the scene of the capital city, in his impression, the capital city was a more solemn place in the underworld.

He stopped and stopped, stopped and looked, and the anxious Deacon Liu scratched his head and scratched his brain, and he was angry.

After looking at it for a while, Han Mo found that the things these ghosts sell are all strange and strange things. For example, human skulls, ghost blood grass, etc.

He had never heard of such an item as ghost blood grass before.

I feel more and more that the underworld is different from the previous underworld, in the past, if a ghost broke into the city, it would inevitably be sent to hell.

But now it's different, and Yudu has become a lively neighborhood market......

The various places are divided into detailed sections, and all the ghosts are very self-aware, where to go and where not to go.

Han Mo tilted his head to look at Deacon Liu and said, "Emperor Xudu let ghosts buy and sell in Xudu City to do business, does he also charge management fees?" ”

Deacon Liu said angrily: "Do you think that the emperor is the same as you, thinking about money?" ”

"Then you give me back the money I gave you." Han Mo stretched out his hand and said.

Deacon Liu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'm talking about the emperor, not me." I'm a small character, and I still care a lot about money. ”

Han Mo said disdainfully: "I really know how to pretend." ”

Deacon Liu said, "You still want to get out the money that went into my pocket?" You're too picky, aren't you? ”

"You said it yourself."

"Why are you so worried about the money you gave me? Don't you want to think about what you've done before that will drag me down? ”

Han Mo shook his head, "It was Cui Fujun who ordered you to come to me, how could I blame you." ”

Deacon Liu shouted, "You kid think this will be fine? You're thinking too simply, let me tell you, if I were like you, I would have been arrested by the Yin soldiers and sent to the eighteenth layer of hell. ”

"Haha...... So, I have a bigger face than you, right? ”

"Lean ......"

Deacon Liu had nothing to say.

Walking through the bustling neighborhood, I soon came to the scope of the Temple of the Son of Heaven.

This is a huge mansion, if this was left in the past, the person who can live in such a big mansion must have status and status, at least a fourth-grade official.

Deacon Liu took Han Mo to the gate of the mansion, and Bai Wuchang leaned against the door.

Deacon Liu walked up quickly, arched his hand and said, "Lord Impermanence, I have already brought people. ”

"Good, you can go back."

"Farewell." After saying that, Deacon Liu turned around and hurried away.

Bai Wuchang glanced at Han Mo lazily and said, "You come in with me." ”

Han Mo followed Bai Wuchang into the Son of Heaven Hall and went straight to Cui Fujun's office. It's a nice place, and there's a camera.

The deacons of the Son of Heaven Hall were all holding tablets in their hands, and Han Mo was amazed, the level of the underworld was okay.

Soon came to Cui Fujun's office lobby, and at this moment, Cui Fujun was reviewing documents. Hearing the footsteps, Cui Fujun glanced up and said, "Here, sit down for a while, and then talk to you when I finish reviewing the documents." ”

"You're busy."

Han Mo sat down on the chair unceremoniously and said with a smile.

Cui Fujun nodded and continued to bow his head to review the documents. When Bai Wuchang saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he really didn't treat himself as an outsider.

When they came to the Temple of the Son of Heaven, they were all standing under the hall.

Bai Wuchang stood aside, and Han Mo had nothing to do, turning around. Look here and there. The corners of Bai Wuchang's mouth cramped, but after all, this was Cui Fujun's Son of Heaven Palace, and he had no right to speak.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed, Han Mo couldn't sit still, and asked, "Fujun, is it over?" ”

Cui Fujun smiled and said, "Wait a little longer, it'll be fine for a while." ”

"It's been almost an hour." Han Mo pursed his lips and said.

When Cui Fujun heard this, he was not angry, but laughed loudly, "Others say that you are bohemian, I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it." ”

Han Mo rolled his eyes, "I'm not a prodigal son, where did I come from to be uninhibited." ”

"True temperament."

After speaking, Cui Fujun continued to bury his head in reviewing the documents.

Another half an hour passed, and Cui Fujun finally walked down from above. He sat on the chair next to Han Mo and said, "I asked Deacon Siliu of Reincarnation to come to you this time, because I have something important to tell you. ”

Han Mo frowned, "What is the important matter, you have to call me from the yang world?" ”

Cui Fujun pondered for a moment and said slowly: "It's about your parents." ”

"What?"

Han Mo's face changed, and he stood up with a scream.

Cui Fujun waved his hand, "Don't get excited first, listen to what I say." ”

Han Mo took a deep breath, calmed his excited heart, and then sat down, "Fu Jun, you called me here, is it really about my parents?" ”

"Not bad."

"Then you can say ...... quickly"

"You're not curious, how did I know your origins?" Hearing this, Han Mo pursed his lips and said, "You Cui Fujun is very capable, it's not easy to find out my life experience as an ordinary man?" ”

Cui Fujun smiled and said, "I didn't go out of my way to check your background, but someone told me." ”

"Someone told you that?"

"Yes, he told me a lot."

Han Mo waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about this, let's talk about my parents." ”

"Okay."

Cui Fujun nodded and said: "Your father's name is Han Xuan, and he was the secretary of the criminal department at the end of the Tang Dynasty. As for how you survived, and survived from the Tang Dynasty to the present, I won't talk to you about this question in depth. ”

"You might as well talk about my parents."

"Your father, Han Xuan, was a high-ranking and powerful scholar in the Criminal Department when he was alive, and there are not a few people who died because of him. Many souls of the dead have come to the underworld and sued your father before the judges.

According to the rules, the underworld sent your father to hell and suffered five thousand years of hell torture. However, not long ago, he completed his sentence. When the underworld soldiers brought him out of hell, a ghost who accused him held a grudge and pushed him into the Knife Mountain Hell. ”

"What?" Han Mo's face was gloomy, "Is my father still in Daoshan Hell?" ”

"Yes, once you fall into the Knife Mountain Hell, you can't get out of it for a hundred years. Even if I'm the Emperor of Xudu, I can't do anything. Hearing this, Han Mo sneered, "Is that really the case?" ”

"I can't lie to you."

"Okay, you can't help it, then I'll personally go to Daoshan Hell to rescue my father." Cui Fujun hurriedly reassured: "You can't be reckless, it's a capital crime to go to hell." ”

"What about capital crimes, as long as I can save my father, I will not hesitate to do it." Cui Fujun kept persuading, but he also kept glaring at Bai Wuchang.

The corners of Bai Wuchang's mouth twitched, his month's offering was gone.

Han Mo said in a deep voice: "Cui Fujun, you don't have to persuade me, Daoshan Hell, I have to go, no one can come." ”

"Even if I turn a blind eye, the Sword Mountain Hell is under the jurisdiction of the Ten Halls of Yama, and if you break into the Hell, they will never sit idly by." Han Mo said in a deep voice: "I can't control so much, what about the Ten Halls Yama, if you stop me from saving my father, I'm just as welcome." ”

Cui Fujun sighed, "With this cultivation of yours, how can you be the opponent of the Ten Palaces Yama." You will not only be able to save your father, but you will also be able to get into it. ”

"So what?"

"Why are you so stubborn, do you really think that anyone can break into hell?" Han Mo snorted coldly, got up suddenly, and walked towards the outside of the Son of Heaven Hall without looking back.

After Han Mo disappeared from sight, Cui Fujun laughed, looked at Bai Wuchang and said, "You lost, this month's offering is gone." ”

Bai Wuchang pursed his lips, "Yes, Lord Fujun, you still know him better." ”