Difu, Huangquan Road.

This is a road paved with bluestone slabs, about two zhang wide, blocked by two walls that cannot be seen on the left and right, and countless terrible patterns are written on it. There was a faint green aura on both sides, gathering but not dispersing, and some of them turned into human forms, struggling and flipping on the side of the road.

When a ghost passes by, they scratch their heads and make gestures to attract the ghost to pass. If the ghost passes, the soul will be eaten and scattered, leaving no scum at all, and the human form transformed by the green qi will be more condensed. There are as many as three or five such monsters.

At the end of the road stands a stone monument, about two meters wide, as high as 100 zhang, majestic atmosphere.

It is probably a long time, and there are already signs of cracking on the stele, and the spider-like cracks are intertwined, which does not affect the stele itself, but also makes it reveal a thick sense of vicissitudes. Whenever a ghost passes by, it will be shocked by the soul body pressed by this aura, and then lose its lustre, and move forward like a walking corpse, calling it a miracle.

Looking closer, you can see that the stele is engraved with dense strange characters, like tadpoles, impossible to read.

The road is deserted all year round, and there is a lingering sense of depression in the air, and the occasional three or five ghosts passing by will not spoil the atmosphere.

At this time, a group of "people" was approaching from a distant corner.

The leader is a middle-aged uncle in a suit and tie.

He was magnificent, his pace was steady, and his short hair was full of energy.

Behind him, a line of Yin Si, led by Black and White Impermanence and the Judge, was closely following.

When passing by a certain green transformation of the human form, the guy quickly twisted his waist, as if trying to attract this group of "people" to it.

The middle-aged uncle suddenly stopped, pointed at the green human form, and frowned: "Why are there still these things?"

The judge, dressed as an ancient official, immediately greeted him and explained with a bitter face: "Yan Jun, this is Huangquan Road, and the ghosts that pass by every day are unknown, and it is normal to leave a little resentment......

"This king didn't say this!" Yan Jun waved his hand and said dissatisfiedly: "Didn't I tell you a few days ago, asking someone to transplant some flowers from the other side, why hasn't it been implemented yet?"

"This ......"

As soon as the judge heard this, the cold sweat came down, and he hurriedly said "ouch": "Yan Jun doesn't know, when you said it before, I ordered someone to handle it, but it withered soon after moving over, it's useless!"

"The flowers on the other side are extremely yin things, born all the year round by the Santu River, and they are dry here, and they can't survive! After the judge finished speaking, he looked at the black and white impermanence and the others: "If Yan Jun doesn't believe it, you can ask them." ”

Seeing the black and white impermanence and other ghosts nodding in unison, Yan Jun groaned: "This king naturally knows about this matter, and you still need to say it?"

The judge was bored and rolled his eyes.

The ghosts were expressionless, obviously numb to this scene.

The judge glared at them angrily: "Go, go and break up those things!"

The demons obeyed, and within a moment, they smashed the humanoid monsters, but the shattered resentment was still floating in place, and there was no doubt that if they were given enough time, they would reunite again.

Bai Wuchang can dispel the resentment that has formed, but they can't completely eradicate it.

But they didn't have any shame at all about this, because this was an old problem that had existed in the underworld for thousands of years, and it was not something that could be solved at their level at all.

If the grievances could be easily resolved, there wouldn't be so many evil ghosts stewed in the oil pot. The anger on those guys is made from resentment.

There is no doubt that this is a major environmental pollution problem that cannot be delayed and needs to be solved urgently!

And all the ghosts, including Yan Jun, were helpless about it.

There are two solutions, one is to get an exhaust pipe to connect these grievances into the oil pot, and cook them in hellfire for hundreds of years before they can be resolved. This was an excellent solution, but it was not possible to implement it because there was no material to contain the resentment.

The second is to ask the emperor to make a move, and as soon as he comes, the whole road is clean. But that one only strikes once every hundred years, and now I go to him, I'm afraid that he will be full of money.

To sum up, there is no solution.

Yan Jun frowned, and said in a deep voice: "I'll ask Chacha over there if there are any related products, if there are any, get some over, otherwise in the long run, I'm afraid something will happen." ”

All the ghosts, including the judge, are all dazzled when they hear this, and the products produced by the Netherworld must be a high-quality product!

It's just that...... It's super expensive!

Don't think that they all belong to the underworld, and things can be taken for nothing, this is all costly, and it is extremely high. I still remember that the last batch of communicators purchased made Yan Jun depressed for a long time, and I don't know how much it will cost to buy these.

The judge had a headache when he thought of this, the netherworld things are really unreasonable!

However, seeing Yan Jun's relaxed appearance, the judge was stunned again: "Could it be that the funds have been approved?"

"As far as you know!" Yan Jun scolded, but quickly laughed again: "Yes, this time, I have to thank that Xu Le again, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy." You guys......"

The ghosts were red-faced by Yan Jun's emotion, this battle made them lose face, 30,000 ghosts, and thousands of losses, this price is not small. The most terrible thing is that the loss is so big that the task has not been completed, and it is stunned to let a certain guy settle it alone, this gap makes people's scalp tingle when they think about it.

How fierce is that guy?!

Black and white impermanence and Ma Mian complained silently in their hearts, while other prefecture officials who had never heard of Xu Le's name kept gasping after listening to Bai Wuchang and others' explanations.

From then on, they remembered that there was such a ferocious cultivator in the world, his name was Xu Le, and he was powerful beyond imagination!

Everyone continued to walk towards the stone stele, and at this time, the judge seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said: "Actually, the resentment here is still secondary, and I heard that there are many resentment gathering places in the world recently, how should these be?"

Yan Jun pondered for a moment and said, "I'll talk about this later." ”

The judge said no more.

The group came to the stele and was respectful.

Yan Jun stepped forward and clicked a few times on the stone tablet, and a small string of tadpole words suddenly appeared on the stone tablet.

When all the ghost officials saw this line of words, their faces were a little surprised, but only black and white impermanence and others looked calm, and seemed to take it for granted.

I only heard Yan Jun say: "That Xu Le, he has contributed a lot to my underworld, but he is not a ghost, and he can't canonize the Yin position, so he can only engrave his name here for ten thousand ghosts to worship." He is also named the honorary advisor of the underworld in the world, enjoying the treatment of a general, but not under the jurisdiction, Xiaobai, you will convey this meaning in the past. ”

"Yes!" Bai Wuchang bowed.

All the demons looked envious.

Yan Jun didn't say anything more, waved his big hand, and went home.

On the way back, Yan Jun called Bai Wuchang to his side and asked, "Haven't you found it yet?"

Bai Wuchang instantly understood who the other party was asking, and hurriedly replied: "No, I have searched many places in the past two days, and I have not seen any trace of the bull's head." ”

Yan Jun's eyes narrowed, and a faint look of anger flashed across his face.

For Xu Le, Boshan's matter has long been over. But on the underworld's side, it has just begun, because they have one less general!

This is definitely a great shame for the underworld!

After a long time, Yan Jun let out a long sigh.

"Looks like it's time to go to the Sea of Blood. ”