Qingshi City Emperor Palace.

Shen Jian opened the spectrum of good, evil, and merit that was rewarded by the system by the City Emperor's wonderful method.

This is the core of the Imperial Palace.

Accept those who are good, let those who abstain from great evil, and kill those who are unforgivable.

That's when it happened.

Black and white impermanence returned with a chain of demon puzzles, and they stood respectfully at the door of the temple and bowed.

"My lord, according to your meaning, Wang Feng and the other eight people have taken all their lifespans, and they have not taken them for the rest of the second half of the year."

Black Impermanence told the events one by one.

Shen Jian's head.

Those who are recorded in the spectrum of merit will be killed.

Those who record the evil spectrum, the evil deeds are full, and they are allowed to prescribe it, and after death, they will go to the first layer of the eighteen layers of hell and enter the hearse hell.

In fact, except for one Wang Hao, the evil deeds of the rest of the players in Okura City did not reach the level of letting the black and white impermanence of the underworld do it themselves, at most they took away their life span and left them to fend for themselves.

But who let these people appear in the Qingshi territory and had a conflict with the family members related to the prefecture, a typical example is in front of him, and he has no reason not to grasp it.

Thereupon.

That's why there is a matter of black and white impermanence.

Of course.

The focus of this matter is not on the process of claiming life, but on the follow-up.

After Wang Feng and others returned to Okura City.

Calculating the time, the Great Xia Dragon Bird Headquarters should also find that all the ghost puzzles in Wang Feng's bodies are gone.

Shen Jian groaned.

There was a slight smile on his face.

Want to suppress the revival of the ghosts?

Just come to the underworld.

The method of the little deflated three in the thriller game, where can it be compared to the efficient, harmless, and once and for all method of the underworld.

"My lord, do you still have orders?"

Hei Impermanence's respectful voice came again.

Shen Jian came back to his senses, his mouth moved slightly, and he said slowly: "It's very good, you also go to the bubble netherworld pool, wash the yin qi, reshape the yin body, and after that, take a trip to the funeral of the mountain god." ”

"Yes."

Black and white impermanence look at each other.

The mountain god, I heard that it was also a yin who joined at the same time as them.

Although he is a human being, he has now been decreed as a minor god.

And in terms of actual status, this Qingyue Mountain God supervises all the supernatural movements of Qingshi, and what is Qingshi?

The first stop of the Underworld.

It is also the office of the king of Hades.

Put it in the underworld, this is a side of the capital.

can supervise the capital, you can imagine how high the status of this mountain god is.

According to the rhetoric of the human world, this position is equivalent to the head of the brocade guard, and he is a confidant of the Son of Heaven.

Come to think of this.

The black and white impermanence showed a little envy in his eyes.

That human being, how lucky.

At the right time, I happened to meet a candidate who needed this position.

I don't want to.

If you think about it, you are envious.

I heard that if you soak in the Netherworld Pool, you can advance to the abyss-level ghost king, so you have to hurry up and see it.

Come to think of this.

Black impermanence dragged Bai impermanence, who wanted to open up, and returned to the underworld and hell.

After soaking in the Nether Pool.

They still have to make appearances, and they can't be sloppy.

"Damn, big brother, when I was in the haunted house before, I didn't see you so active, I need to touch the fish."

"What's the nonsense, at tomorrow's funeral, if anything goes wrong, I'll immediately delete the messy collection of materials you collected."

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“……”

After the black and white impermanence left.

Shen Jian considered the follow-up development plan.

Today, the prefecture is steadily expanding.

In addition to Qingshi and Binhai City, he ordered a group of ghost kings such as the son of the river god, the leader of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, and Niutou Ma Mian to go to the neighboring city to build the Chenghuang Temple more than a month ago.

Now that I think about it, it's almost time for the harvest.

At that time, the jurisdiction of the prefecture will be expanded to the land of the six cities.

Bring more land under the control of the Netherworld.

Six cities, this is not the current limit of the prefecture.

He needs more.

Come to think of this.

Shen Jian's mood fluctuates.

I'm in a good mood today, and I really want to go to the horror game to catch ghosts again.

Shen Jian sighed.

……

Following.

Today is a special day.

Twenty-seven, it is advisable to be buried.

Until the day of the funeral, Song Yi's mind was still echoing yesterday's scene.

Half a year ago, he was chosen by the thriller game to become a player.

But in a dungeon, he met Wang Hao, who was already a ghost master, and although he finally seized the supernatural props, he was also found by Wang Hao in the real world.

and provoked the scourge of killing.

If it weren't for Shen Jian's appearance, he would have been a dead man long ago.

But he was still puzzled by the fact that Shen Jian knew his deceased grandfather.

Listening to Shen Jian's meaning, his grandfather seemed to work under the head of the Qingshi City.

But he asked his parents and other relatives, and all of them said they didn't know.

I don't know who Shen Jian is.

I haven't heard my grandfather mention this person.

With this doubt in mind, he followed his family to the burial site.

And then.

I saw a lot of people dressed in black standing at the burial site.

These people seem to have come to his grandfather's funeral.

"What's going on?"

"These people are also here to give the old man a funeral?"

"The old man is a forest ranger, how can he have such a big connection?"

The surrounding relatives whispered one by one.

Song Yi looked at it.

Several people were recognized.

There are Zuo Ci and Meng De, who came out for him yesterday, Qian Kuan from the Daxia Longque Qingshi Branch, and the richest man in the Qingshi, as well as many players who exude vague yin qi fluctuations.

There is no doubt that these people are all related to thriller games.

What's going on?

Does his grandfather still have any mysterious identity that deserves so many people to come to the funeral?

As everyone knows.

He was confused.

The other side is also confused.

Discuss it in a whisper.

"Didn't you say that this family has something to do with the mysterious person in charge of the green market? It doesn't look special, all of them are ordinary people, and the only one is just a beginner to the level of a two-star player. ”

"It's really nothing out of the ordinary, a two-star player, it's worth asking that Yama to ask about the funeral time?"

"Eh, can't you say that there is something special about the old man who died?"

"They are all gone, no matter how special they are, what is the use, and I have not found any supernatural aura in the coffin, which shows that the old man is just an ordinary person."

"I guess we're sensitive, it's just an ordinary funeral."

There are different opinions.

His eyes suddenly fell on Zuo Ci and Meng De.

Because the source of the news came from these two people at the beginning.

Zuo Ci: ......

Mengde: ......

The corners of their mouths twitched.

They don't know.

And.

They only told the members of the Yama Fan Support Association about it, and the hell knows where you guys came from.

Every spy is quite six.

Soon.

The funeral began.

Everyone watched quietly at this funeral, which had nothing special about.

Until.

A cold wind blew.

At the entrance of the cemetery, there is a hazy mist filled the room, and the inside glows blue.

Dada——

Accompanied by footsteps.

From far to near, the footsteps are obviously very slow, but the distance between the footsteps is far away, weird and boundless.

This moment.

This voice was heard by all the funeral personnel.

Ordinary people are confused.

The players and the people involved are blown up.

Supernatural Event!

The next moment.

In the mist.

Two figures, one black and one white, walked out.

Holding a white bone stick in his hand, the white belt fluttered in the wind, with a kind of desolation, loneliness, as if there was a lonely soul crying on it.

Everyone's hearts trembled.

stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

The other side.

Black and white impermanence stared at everyone present.

They had smiles on their faces.

"Lord Hades has an order, after the death of Song Liang, there is a great merit to add to his body, and he is enshrined as the god of Qingyue Mountain, and his body is buried in the boundary of Qingshi, protected by the underworld, but immortal"

"At that time, my lord Funuo can ensure prosperity for several lifetimes."

Black and white impermanence whispers.

His words fell.

In the direction of the City Emperor Palace, a golden light pierced the sky.

submerged in the coffin.

This moment.

Everyone was stunned.

In particular, the quiet voice of black and white impermanence made the thinking of everyone present confused and their brains blank.

Hades' Order?

Crowned the god of Qingyue Mountain?

The body is immortal, protected by the underworld, and blessed for future generations?

What a blessing this is.

Until black and white are impermanent.

Everyone present woke up from a dream.

The inner shock could not be suppressed for a long time.

Especially the family members who came out of the funeral, there is a dream-like dream.

Because of his merits, the old man was enshrined as a mountain god by the legendary Lord Hades?

It sounds like a myth or a legend.

But the black and white impermanence that comes and goes without a trace cannot be explained by common sense at all.

Perhaps, that is really black and white.

was shocked, as well as Qian Kuan of the Great Xia Dragon Bird Branch.

He naturally understood that all this was Shen Jian's meaning.

But Qingyue Mountain, isn't this the mountain range on the outskirts of Qingshi?

In other words, that mountain range now has a god?

No matter how small a god is, it's also a god.

It is the myth that shines into reality.

And Shen Jian, who sealed the mountain god, is a myth in a myth.

……

The funeral is over.

The Song family's family is still in a trance.

"You see, just now the richest man in Qingshi came to me to talk about a big business of hundreds of millions, but I'm just a pancake seller."

"What are you, the eldest sister is just a sanitation worker, but she was directly parachuted in to be the person in charge of the health center."

"There is also Song Yi's kid, I heard that the official personally invited him to join an important department and serve as the real leader of Qingshi."

"The old man has been with the mountains and forests all his life, but he didn't expect to be chosen by the Lord of Hades after his death and became the god of the mountain, we are all familiar with Qingyue Mountain, and when I was a child, the old man often took us there to instill the concept of forest protection."

"You say, we go to Qingyue Mountain now, can we see the old man?"

Everyone in the Song family was full of excitement.

Because the Song family is about to develop.

And this.

Just because of a word from Lord Hades.

……

Cheongak Mountain.

The old man Song Liang emerged from the mountains and forests.

Everything in Qingshi, except for the City Emperor Palace, the rest of the places are under his supervision.

Naturally, he saw this scene as well.

There was a deep gratitude in his eyes.

He respectfully bowed deeply to the location of the City Emperor's Palace.

The entire Qingyue Mountain seemed to be following his actions, worshipping the City Emperor Palace, or someone in the City Emperor Palace.

Pilgrimage to the mountains.

……

Shen Jian seemed to feel something.

Glancing in the direction of Mt. Qingyue.

Wan Er smiled.

Nothing to do today, have fun.

Thereupon.

Shen Jian came to the City Emperor Palace in Binhai City.