The horse-faced envoy walked over, and together with the bull-headed envoy, he checked the trajectory of the rune array for half a sound, and after half a sound, the rune array dissipated, and it was confirmed.

The bull head smiled and threw the token back, and then said, "It's a coincidence that the adults are here, in eight minutes, the 'Hades 59' will take off, and it is loaded with ghosts, if the adults don't dislike it, take this flight to the underworld, right?" ”

"Shade?"

I put away the Patrol Token and frowned.

In my memory, the Hades Flight was a special passage for the living to go down to the underworld, and I knew it at this moment, and sometimes it was also used as a tool to carry ghosts.

"It's such an adult, the number of ghosts has increased recently, the workload is relatively large, and the operation of the ghost gate is a little sluggish alone, so Yan Jun ordered the Laoshan Airport to also operate, and there will be more than a dozen flights a day at most."

The horse-faced envoy was very discerning and hurriedly replied.

"More ghosts? You mean, there are a lot of dead people? It's calm here,...... Could it be that there is a change outside the square? ”

I had the key question in my mind in an instant.

After looking at the bull-headed horse for a few times, Ma Mian sighed and said, "Fang Wai has recently had many times more dead, it's not normal, the specific reason is unknown, the key is that more than half of them have not reached the end of their yang life but have suffered a death, most of their bodies have been cremated, and they can't return to the yang, and their souls can only be sent to live in the city of vain death;

Such abnormal situations continued, and Lord Yan Jun had already sent a team of experts to investigate outside the party, hoping that there would not be a bigger mess. ”

I turned my head and glanced at Eun Zimu, who was lip-syncing at me, and it seemed that it was the words 'Ghost God Emperor'.

With a sudden burst in my heart, I felt that Enzimu's judgment was correct.

Suddenly, the number of dead people outside the square increased abnormally, and it was difficult not to think about him if he had been making frequent movements recently.

There was no mention of the Ghost God Emperor in Niu Tou Ma Mian's words, either because he didn't know about the Ghost God Emperor, or he was ordered not to mention the Ghost God Emperor at will.

Turning his head, his heart turned over the river and the sea, his face was impassive, and he said indifferently, "Then take this trip, as a tour of the contact with the Yin Soul is a very frequent thing, this seat is used to it, at this special moment, there is no condition to find a flight that does not carry the Yin Spirit." ”

"Your Excellency is really reasonable, and we admire it very much."

The sleek horse-faced messenger slapped with a smile.

I squeezed out my laugh lines and looked at him.

In fact, I still have a good impression of the horse-faced messenger, and the first thing used in the physiognomy is the horse-faced physiognomy.

However, during the parade competition, Niu Tou Ma Mian and Judge Cui belonged to the 'Purple Lotus' Three Yin Difference Group in the temporarily established Yin Si Planning Department.

They ostensibly belong to the neutral faction, but in the final stage of the competition, they have faintly fallen into the position of the Black Handprint, which makes my competition process more variable and difficult, and it is so suspenseful that it will fold there.

I haven't forgotten these old things, and although I am relatively close to the horse-faced messengers because of the physiognomy technique, I still have to be wary of them in essence.

Besides, after knowing the management model of the Dadifu Pyramid, I actually understood that the horse-faced Dharma Appearance that came from my own prayer was the Dharma of the horse-faced messenger of the top-level plane, not the one in front of me.

Even though they have similar external appearances, they are actually fundamentally different beings.

Retracting my thoughts, knowing that I couldn't say anything more to these two, I said a few perfunctory words casually, and I continued to go up with Enzimu.

As my retinue, Enzimu is certainly qualified to follow.

From the reaction of Niu Tou Ma Mian, I knew that I was summoned by Emperor Song, and other Yin Men in the underworld didn't know?

"Why should this be kept secret?"

Emperor Song once again added a shadow to my heart.

I had to be on high guard against the other person's face.

After the bull head and horse face on duty, it was only a few tens of seconds before Enzimu and I stepped on the top of the emperor's platform.

In front of me is a flower, look at it again, let me feel a little familiar with the large airport appeared in front of me, it is obviously daytime, but the airport is gathered thick dark clouds blocking the sun, the environment is dark and terrifying.

Five or six planes that were far larger than the world were parked on the runway.

Without any mental fluctuations, I walked towards the nearest big plane.

The windows of the plane were ghostly, but their eyes were confused, and they were in a state of detention.

It's quiet.

It's still that set of procedures, the plane door drops a blue light to verify the identity, and the cruise token is the pass, and I boarded the plane smoothly with Enzimu.

The machine is full of yin spirits.

Their eyes were glazed, and they sat there without moving, as if they didn't see me and Eun Zimu.

A female voice sounded in the plane, saying that Flight 99 was about to take off in a few minutes, and the destination was the No. 3 Airport in Xudu City, and passengers were asked to fasten their seat belts.

The Yin Spirits obeyed the command like puppets, and mechanically fastened their seat belts.

Enzimu and I were on the spot.

"Pluto 99?"

We looked at each other in surprise.

Then I was embarrassed, I was on the wrong flight?

The minister on duty made it clear that the two of us took Flight 59 of the Underworld, and the ghost sent us to the 'Flight 99 of the Underworld'?

It's just a number, but Nima is a world of difference.

"How?"

I looked embarrassedly at Enzimu, whose face was covered with black lines.

"It's going to be wrong, it's wrong, anyway, the destination is in Xudu City, which trip are we going to take?"

Enzi wood stall spreads hands.

"What you said makes sense, then let's stop tossing, remember, don't talk to Ning Yuru about taking the wrong plane when you go back."

His suggestion hit my heart, and I was relieved and hastened to admonish him.

"Pavilion master, are you too good-looking?"

Enzimu didn't think so, he randomly found an empty seat in the front row, and waved me to sit down quickly.

"You're a big-headed ghost!"

I scolded him, sat down, and fastened my seatbelt.

"Listening to the radio forecast, it seems that this flight and Flight 59 are taking off on the front foot and behind the foot."

Enzimu touched his chin and pondered.

My eyes lit up, and I smiled and said, "It's possible that the landing places are all at the No. 3 airport in the capital city, if that's the case, let's get off the plane and go around to the front of the 59th, and we should have walked out from there." ”

"Pavilion master, you are not only hypocritical and good-looking, you are simply covering your ears and stealing the bell, you are too stupid......, eh, the hall owner is wise, listen to you."

Finding that I was looking at him with the eyes of a dead man, Enzimu was stunned and hurriedly changed his head.

"You really don't have any backbone, so you changed your mind?"

I scolded him coldly, and turned my head away from the better.

Hearing the movement of Enzimu's mouthful of old blood being blocked in his throat, I became happy.

"Owner, I found that you are not a good person." Enzimu said aggrievedly.

My brow jumped in anger, and I was about to reply to him, when I saw a large plane speeding past through the window next to me.

Come to think of it, that's the Flight 59 we were supposed to take.

Inspector of the Underworld