Hearing Wang Lao's words and seeing Di Ming's departing appearance, Ma Feng's heart felt a little complacent. At the same time, his disdain for Di Ming has increased a little, if he is willing to stay and fight with him, maybe he will look down on him.

Among the people in the Wang family, the only one who expressed regret for Di Ming's departure was the spades. He didn't understand why the old master would say such frivolous words after seeing Di Ming's methods. If you are despised again and again, then you will never forgive the other party no matter what.

Emperor Ming in the yin wind doesn't think about how these people will think of him, and now he is thinking about how to solve the problem of this aura being stolen, and strong human means will not work, so he can only think of some other ways to solve this problem fundamentally.

"Feng Feng, I'm going to trouble you to get my backpack back later, just put me in the ancestral hall of that village first." Di Ming still wanted to find some ways from these deceased people first.

"Yes, sir." After the incident just now, Feng Feng is no longer just a superficial deference to Di Ming, but a real respect from the heart.

The ancestral hall at night is combined with the building itself, which has a slight sense of historical age, making it easy to feel the eerie atmosphere. But in Di Ming's opinion, this is the purest and most intriguing place.

In the ancestral hall, where the ancestors were enshrined, he lit the candles on the table, lit three sticks of incense, and bowed three times to these tablets.

When the three sticks of incense were inserted into the incense burner, he took out the head-catching token and hung it around his waist, and then leaned into a chair in the hall and said in a loud voice: "Come out, all of you!" I have something to ask. ”

A gust of wind blew up, and the candles on the desk also turned into a dark green color, exuding a cold light.

It was still the old man who led the way, followed by four or five ghosts. The old man sensed Di Ming's visit the moment he entered the ancestral hall, but because he was not summoned, he had to wait patiently on the side.

"When we met again, I opened the skylight and said something. People in the world say that they can't believe nonsense, but as the head catcher of the underworld, I have to believe it.

I won't mention what happened last night, I just hope that you can tell me truthfully now, have you done anything else besides complaining to Lord Chenghuang? Let me state first that I am not asking this for the sake of the people of the Wang family, but for the theft of your Murakami's aura. ”

Di Ming stared at this group of ghosts with a serious expression, and said without blinking his eyes, and his body vaguely exuded a kind of superior momentum that even he himself was not aware of.

The old man in charge hesitated for a moment, and then arched his hand and said: "Back to the adult, the people in the village have indeed complained to the city god as the lord said, but we have not done anything else that violates the yin law. If you don't believe it, you can check it out for yourself, and you can quickly find out with your magical powers.

My lord, we believe that there is nothing wrong with what we have done. As an elder, who wants to see their descendants decay day by day because of artificial reasons, and these spiritual energy is also accumulated in our village after thousands of years of precipitation, if there is no inheritance from generation to generation, how can there be such a scene today, how can future generations respect the ancestors so much, and it is not early to become the same as those people outside?

If the adults come for our business and can really solve this matter, our whole village and even future generations will remember this kindness of the adults!

I wonder if there's anything else you'd like to ask? ”

Di Ming listened carefully to the old man's reply, and also made an objective analysis of his words. After a few breaths, Di Ming asked again, "Presumably you are the first-generation village chief here!" The existence of the aura also allows you to survive here forever, so do you know why this Wang Zhongtian ended up like this?

Please make no mistake, only by straightening out this line can your matter be satisfactorily resolved. After all, this not only involves the underworld, but also the yang world. ”

"Well, my lords have talked about it to this point. If I'm hiding it, I'm really sorry for my lord. However, I also want to kindly remind adults that Wang Zhongtian's matter may involve Lord Yin Shuai Wasp. Adults should be careful. Speaking of which, the old man didn't say much, and he did take a lot of risk to say this.

"I see, stand down! I'm going to be alone for a while. Emperor Ming waved at them.

The old man and the ghosts behind him left quietly, and the candlelight in the hall returned to its normal color. But Di Ming's face became solemn.

A moment later, Feng Feng appeared in the hall with Di Ming's backpack, and he saw Di Ming who was deep in thought, and he was also in a trance for a while, he didn't understand what happened after he left, making Lord Headcatcher feel like a different person.

"Oh, you're back! Let's go to the City God Temple. It was also after a while that Di Ming realized that Feng Feng had returned, and Di Ming's thoughts became clear again.

After they left, the three incense sticks in the hall were also burned to the end, and the candlelight was extinguished by a gust of wind. The figure of an old man stood by the desk and looked at the rows on the table, silent.

Under the leadership of Wei Feng, Di Ming naturally walked not the Yang Road, but the Yin Road.

The two vermilion lacquer gates of the City God's Mansion were open at this time, and a team of shadows was constantly coming in and out. There were weeping, wailing, and silence in the escorted procession.

Di Ming just glanced at it hurriedly, and continued to walk inside with the wind. This City God's Mansion is much larger than Zhao Chenghuang's City God's Mansion, and there are also twenty-four divisions, not to mention the number of ghost heads.

After walking for about half an hour, Feng Feng clasped his fists at Di Ming and said, "Please wait a while, Lord Head Catcher, I'll go in and report it." ”

"No need, Di Ming, come in!" Just as Feng Feng's words fell, Qian Chenghuang's voice rang in their ears at the same time.

After hearing this voice, Di Ming consciously bowed respectfully to the front, and walked into the innermost courtyard.

In the courtyard, Qian Chenghuang, who was dressed in an official robe, was holding his hands behind his back and watching his arrival with a smile on his face.

"Yin Si catches the head of Emperor Ming, meet Qian Chenghuang." Di Ming bowed respectfully to Qian Chenghuang again.

"Get up! I originally thought that you would not come to me as a guest, but who would have thought that you would not hand over the post tonight, so you suddenly visited, which had to make me put down the official documents in my hand, and I stood here waiting for you before I had time to change my official uniform. Forget it this time, but don't take it as an example! Qian Chenghuang's words did not hurt Di Ming's face, but also gave him a small warning.

"I'm sorry, but I was too abrupt. I'll be sure to pay attention next time. Thank you for your generosity. Di Ming replied with a red face and red ears.

"I have been friends with Zhao Chenghuang for many years, and I have already heard him about you. I have also admired Lord Cui for a long time, but I have never been able to see him. If you have the opportunity in the future, please come to me for a talk!

Okay, let's not talk about the rest. I know what you're here for. But to solve this problem, you have to go to the underworld again and meet the Wasp Yin Shuai in person. Only in this way can the matter be satisfactorily resolved without leaving any future troubles.

This time I went to the underworld like last time, without the support of the Bodhisattva, you go down with your physical body, and the longer it lasts, the more it will affect your yang longevity. Speaking of which, you should get the idea! ”

Di Ming, who bowed his head slightly, understood the meaning behind what Qian Chenghuang said, but who made himself attach so much importance to commitment?

"Please also ask Qian Chenghuang to help, let me go to the underworld next time, and I will explain it clearly to Huang Feng Yin Shuai in person." Di Ming gritted his teeth and knelt on one knee, clenched his hands into fists, and pleaded to Qian Chenghuang.

"Okay, Lord Cui Juan really didn't choose the wrong disciple." Qian Chenghuang was very satisfied with the choice made by Di Ming, and at the same time, his impression of Di Ming was also deepened.

He pointed his right hand at the ground in the courtyard, and a black hole appeared in the ground, just the size of Di Ming to enter.

Di Ming stood up, said "thank you", and jumped in without hesitation.

Qian Chenghuang waved his hand, and the entrance of the cave was as good as ever. He was still smiling, but it was unknown what he meant behind the smile.

I couldn't see my fingers in the cave, the wind was constantly ringing in my ears, and the temperature around me was constantly dropping. The limbs of the body gradually became numb out of their control. Thinking also became sluggish in a trance.

Just when Di Ming felt that he was about to lose control of his body and mind further, the head-catching token he hung on his waist emitted a green luster, and a soft warmth instantly filled his body.

When his body returned to its original state, he tried to use his powerful spiritual power to probe the surroundings, but it was as if there was an invisible barrier around him, and he forcibly blocked his spiritual power.

Today, the range that can be detected by oneself is only within one meter of the body.

Before he could think about what was going on, Di Ming felt an acceleration in the speed of his body falling. It was no longer pitch black, but some images appeared.

It's just that because the speed is too fast, I can't wait for myself to see it clearly.

When I got used to this state, I suddenly felt like I was rushing into the water, but it was not water, but a thick white fog.

Fortunately, the scope of this dense fog was not large, and it quickly passed through. At the same time, I was pleasantly surprised that my feet seemed to hit the ground, and the scene I saw in front of me was exactly the same as the last time I came

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