Chapter 42: See also the relics

"Good, good, I haven't heard anyone talk to me like that in a hundred years. ”

Chen Erniu laughed strangely, and the black mist rolled violently, like a tornado that was suppressed to the extreme, shaking endlessly.

The soul chain roared down, and the black mist suddenly caught up, and when the two met, it was not as earth-shattering as others imagined, and the momentum was huge.

The soul chain is lightly drilled in, like a red-hot blade cutting into butter, peeling it off layer by layer, and inserting it straight into the bottom.

Then, the soul chain wrapped Chen Erniu tightly, layer by layer, circle by circle, tightly bound.

Chen Erniu was stunned, his face was incredulous, his eyes were glazed, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Mingsheng looked at his hand, and then at Zhang Yu's hand hidden under the table, and he was a little clear.

Xiaoqing grew her mouth slightly, almost exclaimed, and looked at Zhang Yu with reverence.

Zhang Yu's expression was calm, he put away his hand that was still a little trembling under the table, raised his eyes, and glanced at Chen Erniu.

Chen Erniu was as if he had been electrocuted, and he was clever, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Now, do you know the identity of this house?"

Zhang Yu's faint voice came, falling on the ears of several people, but it was like thunder rolling in the sky, and his soul was shaken.

"You, are you the underworld?"

There was a bit of bitterness in his throat, and Chen Erniu raised his head with difficulty, full of incredulity.

"Hmph, ignorant ghosts, even if you know that the ghost is on the top, you dare to be so rude. Jiang Mingsheng scolded sharply.

Zhang Yu threw a satisfied glance at Jiang Mingsheng, smiled slightly, and showed the true body of the law.

Dressed in black clothes, with a brimmed hat on his head, a feather is inserted obliquely, and an ink knife hangs from his waist.

The divine seal turned into an official seal on one side, hanging on the other side, and the color was dull.

It is the eight-rank yin god of the underworld, and the wandering ghosts are poor.

"No wonder, no wonder you don't look down on any of my treasures, they ...... That's what happened!"

Chen Erniu's expression was suddenly, like ashes, he was stunned, knelt down, and said in his mouth: "Ignorant little ghost Chen Erniu, meet God!"

Dissipated by the power of the shadows, the entire courtyard suddenly became dark, but it was a desolate and dilapidated courtyard, and several people were in a rotten grass hut.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly!"

Chen Erniu, who lowered his head, turned his head slightly, and saw the remaining slaves in the courtyard, all of them looked at him in a daze, and couldn't help but get angry in his heart, and shouted in a low voice.

"Meet Onicha-sama. ”

"Meet the Gods. ”

For a while, no one was standing, and the dozens of servants left in the dilapidated courtyard knelt down one after another, their tones respectful.

The shock of the four words "Difu Yin God" can be seen, Zhang Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he was a little excited for a while.

Xiaoqing was cowardly and was about to kneel, Zhang Yu raised her hand to hold it up, and a wave of qi surged, and she couldn't kneel.

"The host...... No, Lord Yincha, Xiaoqing is offended. Xiaoqing's tone was a little panicked, and she glanced at Zhang Yu in fear.

Zhang Yu touched the corners of his mouth, still underestimating the deterrence of these lonely ghosts.

However, why did Jiang Mingsheng identify himself in front of Qingyuan Temple, but he was almost torn apart by a group of ghosts, is it his appearance?

Thinking of this, he looked to the side again, standing majestically staring at the little ghosts, Jiang Ming, who looked like a little villain, and nodded suddenly.

It must be that his appearance is too low, which is the result.

Zhang Yu speculated maliciously, but ignored that he held the only remaining Divine Treasure in the Underworld, while poor Jiang Mingsheng only held a low-level parallel Ghost Order, which was still separated from his piece of Divine Treasure.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency?"

Chen Erniu's eyebrows were miserable, and he called out a little flatteringly.

Zhang Yu, who was intoxicated by the good atmosphere, was interrupted, a little unhappy, and frowned: "Huh?"

"There is no such little ghost, dare to be dishonest!"

As soon as Jiang Mingsheng saw Chen Erniu raise his head, he suddenly became angry, stepped forward and pulled the soul chain fiercely, and it suddenly tightened, and Chen Erniu screamed in pain, and even a few green smoke came out.

"Ah, spare your life, spare your life, my lord!"

The soul chain is a thing equipped with the yin of the underworld in the past, specially used to deal with ghosts, Chen Erniu is just a hundred-year-old yin ghost, and his cultivation is not successful, he only relies on gathering and devouring some yin qi, and he has no cultivation, and when he encounters this thing, the pain is unbearable.

Struggling to scream, Chen Erniu kept begging for mercy.

Zhang Yu didn't stop it, let Chen Erniu suffer a lot, and when the other party's voice begging for mercy was hoarse and low, he waved his hand to signal Jiang Mingsheng to stop.

"I asked, you answered, understood?"

"The villain, the villain understands. ”

Chen Erniu shrank back in fear, trembling.

"Very well, what is this?"

Zhang Yu pointed to the food plate on the table, which contained things that were generous and golden.

Chen Erniu glanced at Zhang Yu strangely and said, "Lord Hui, this thing is the thing left behind by the Buddhist monks after their death, the relics of the Buddha Gate." ”

"Buddhist relics?"

Zhang Yu's eyes were strange, and he was even more surprised in his heart, didn't that Luo Mingya also have a relic?

In the era of the collapse of this Dao, the transcendent power jumped out of this world thousands of years ago, where will there be Buddhist relics, even if there are occasional leftovers, thousands of years have passed, those treasures have long been ashes, and how can they be intact to this day.

"You dare to lie to me?"

Zhang Yuwei was colored, Jiang Mingsheng fully played a good role, and immediately tightened his hand, and the soul chain sneered.

"Don't dare, don't dare, my lord spares his life, this relic is a pair, and the other one is also in this Qingyuan Temple. ”

Zhang Yu's eyes jumped, and he frowned: "Where is it?"

"In, in......"

Chen Erniu was a little hesitant, as if he was scrupling about something.

"It seems that you really want to try the harsh punishment of my underworld. ”

Zhang Yu felt that things were not so simple, that Luo Mingya was untrue to herself, and I was afraid that there were still many things to hide.

"Return, return to adult, villain, villain......"

Without waiting for Chen Erniu to intercede, Zhang Yu suddenly threw out the Shenjian, spun in mid-air, and then raised his hand to pull out a wisp of Chen Erniu's soul and threw it into it, and suddenly the Shenjian released light.

Chen's Erniu, born in the third year of Daoguang in the late Qing Dynasty, the family of the rich gentry in the border city, a century-old ghost, and a lot of sins.

Zhang Yu glanced sideways slightly, since he was promoted to the Eighth Rank Ghost Poor, Shenjian no longer directly told himself how to dispose of ghosts, this was a tacit acquiescence to his own right to dispose of ghosts.

With a slight understanding in his heart, with one hand, a flash of light rushed into Chen Erniu's mind, and countless cruel punishments in the underworld immediately appeared in Chen Erniu's mind, and he trembled all over.

"Adult, please let the villain go, don't throw the villain into the eighteenth layer of hell, the villain is guilty!"

The scene that flashed in the picture was miserable and terrifying, countless ghosts wailed and suffered, and it was shocking to see, swords, mountains and seas of fire, oil pots and hells, and there were evil ghosts with deep sins everywhere being punished, and it was difficult to escape from them forever.

"This relic is originally a pair, and the other is in the hands of the ghost king Lisheng of Qingyuan Temple. Chen Erniu replied hurriedly.

Sure enough, this Luo Mingya seems to be hiding a lot of things from herself.

kept saying that he had a deep enmity with Lisheng's blood, but the treasure in his hand was the Buddhist relics.

"The three ghosts of Qingyuan Temple are in charge, one is the villain, but the villain is obsessed with the law of interpretation, and he actually never cares about anything, only stays in this courtyard to send love letters and ink, and the other person is the Lisheng, the guy has a good history, and even knows a lot of Taoist techniques, and has a certain amount of cultivation, and the relics in the hands of the villain are the past years because he promised him to enter this Qingyuan Temple, he gave it to the villain.

However, the body of the villain is a ghost, and he doesn't know the art of cultivation, although this relic is a treasure of Buddhism, it is useless to me. ”

Chen Erniu, who was too frightened, immediately gave it all out, and didn't dare to have any ideas.

"In this way, Lisheng is not from a border city. ”

Chen Erniu nodded and said, "That guy has a lot of backgrounds, and there are a lot of ghosts and friends from all walks of life. ”

"Who is the other ghost king of your Qingyuan Temple?"

Chen Erniu hesitated for a moment, and then considered: "The other is a woman, the villain doesn't often meet with her, I heard that her surname was Luo before her death." ”

Sure enough, Zhang Yu nodded, and the look of doubt in his eyes was even heavier.

An obsessed with the practice of Buddhism, Chen Erniu likes to play sharp and pretend to be a master, but in fact he is useless and harmless.

An old ghost of unknown origin and fierce means.

A woman who seeks the city god to complain about grievances, but hides means and dares to tempt even the shadows.

This Qingyuan Temple, it is really interesting, looking at the ghosts kneeling down in the courtyard, Zhang Yu raised his hand, and the divine light was all earned, but there was a bit of fine light in his eyes.