Chang'an, City God Temple.

"The city god pardons the order, the ghost door is closed, and it is opened".

Chang'an Chenghuang, dressed in official uniform, opened the ghost gate with a divine seal, waiting for the Yin God to appear to pick up people, and behind him, a group of ghosts escorted hundreds of newly dead souls to wait to pass through the netherworld and go through the trial of the Ten Palaces of Yama.

Waited a while.

Waited a little longer.

Chenghuang frowned: "It's weird, what's the situation today, why doesn't the black and white impermanence of the bull head and horse face appear?"

Judge Wen stepped forward and looked at the ghost gate and said, "My lord, could it be that something big happened in the underworld?"

"Hmph, how is it possible, there are many powers in the underworld, and the monkey making trouble in the underworld back then was just a play, who could let something happen to the underworld," the military judge vetoed.

Judge Wen snorted coldly and said, "In that case, why don't you see the ghosts and gods come out to pick up the souls."

The military judge sneered: "Maybe there is something to delay temporarily, the Netherworld rules the reincarnation of the common people, and countless creatures die every moment, so it's normal to be busy."

Lord Chenghuang raised his eyebrows and said: "Enough, don't say a few words, you wait here, take care of those dead souls, I will go into the underworld to explore and see what is going on."

"Yes, sir."

"Subordinates understand".

One step, Chenghuang walked into the ghost gate, time and space were instantly reversed, the sky was the earth, and the earth was the sky, but he was used to it, and immediately adapted to it.

"Hey, what's going on, why have the Yin Gods become like this," Cheng Huang looked horrified.

I saw that the yin gods in front of me were leaning crookedly one by one, sitting, lying down, silently, as if they were all dead, and their souls were only left with their bodies left.

But the Yin God is a soul body, and when he dies, his soul is scattered, and the scene in front of him is really strange.

Step forward.

Chenghuang pushed the bull-headed Yin God leaning on the black dead wood, and the Yin God shook and did not react, but it was also a Yin God, and Chenghuang immediately felt it, and this bull-headed ghost god was not dead.

After some investigation, Chenghuang came up with an answer that he couldn't laugh or cry about.

These yin gods didn't do anything, but they all fell asleep, and the reason was clear to him, and Nima all played games.

He is also one of the frequent customers of the popular chicken game in Chang'an, of course he knows.

"The game is fun, but you can't waste the Yin God Priesthood! If the heavenly court blames it, it will be thunderous and destroyed."

With the mentality of doing good deeds, Chenghuang took a deep breath and violently urged the mana to roar.

Roar!

It's like a bolt from the blue.

The surrounding dozen or so yin gods were all excited, and their minds returned, and they all came to their senses.

"What's going on, I'm at a critical moment."

"Damn, I'm already dressed in a top-level purple suit, that bastard did it."

"My airdrop, my gold, I'm going to kill you".

"What are you guys, I'm going to take the chicken right away, I'm going to let go and snipe the last player with one arrow,."

……

The ghost cried wolf, and the yin gods fell into a state of irritability, and soon they locked their eyes on the Chang'an City God.

Chenghuang shuddered, inexplicably wondering if he had done something bad with good intentions.

"Brothers, hit him".

"Kill".

"I'll kill you."

……

The sandbag-sized fist flew over in the rain, and Chang'an Chenghuang struggled to resist but was finally invincible with one punch, and being knocked to the ground was an old fist.

A quarter of an hour later.

The ghost gate was closed, the nose was blue and the face was swollen, and the limping Chang'an Chenghuang walked out, followed by a team of yin gods with gloomy expressions, as if they had died of their parents, with stinky faces.

"The revenant is here, we are busy, hurry up, hurry up".

"Hurry, hurry, hurry".

"Grind and grind, find a pump."

……

The Yin Gods spoke in an impatient tone, looking very impatient, urging the ghosts of the City God Temple to escort the Yin Spirits over immediately.

Where have I seen such an attitude of the Yin God, the officials of the City God Temple present hurriedly took action and completed the handover as quickly as possible.

Seeing the Yin Gods leave, the ghost door closes.

The civil and military judge finally spoke at this time, and said in unison: "My lord, what's wrong with you?" What is there but in Hades"?

Chang'an Chenghuang used his mana to continuously dispel the power of the Yin God that had entered his body, and the bruises and lumps on his body slowly dissipated.

"The lord of the six realms of reincarnation, Pingxin Niangniang, gave an order to let the yin gods of the underworld go to play games, and now the yin gods are addicted to games and don't work.

The souls of the dead in the world are gone, and as soon as I went down, I saw them fall asleep and go to the battlefield to win chickens," Chang'an Chenghuang told his subordinates what he had learned and told his subordinates, stretched out his hand and rubbed the bruises at the corners of his eyes, and gasped.

The civil and military judges looked at each other, first shocked, and then immediately became unable to laugh or cry.

Calm mother, it's too willful.

"My lord, this matter is not a trivial matter, or we should report it."

"yes, yes".

The civil and military judge opened his mouth and proposed, "Something big has happened in the Netherworld this time, and it is possible to solve it unless you ask from above."

"Okay, then I'll write a letter and burn the Heavenly Court," Chang'an Chenghuang agreed with the two subordinates.

As the city god of Chang'an City, he can be said to be the highest person in the Tang City God system, although he is still just a city god, he already has the authority to reach the heavens.

A letter of green words, burning prayer.

A wisp of green smoke rose straight into the clouds, flew into the South Heavenly Gate, and fell into the hands of Ge Xuan, one of the four great heavenly masters.

"Oh, Brother Dao, who is on the table?" Zhang Daoling, one of the Four Heavenly Masters, stepped forward and asked.

Ge Xuan looked at it, and his face changed.

"Oh no, woe to you".

Without saying a word, he walked towards the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, at this time the Lingxiao Treasure Hall was in the early dynasty, the gods were on both sides, and the Jade Emperor sat on the emperor's throne.

Ge Xuan hurriedly entered, came to the center of the hall, bowed down and saluted: "Your Majesty, disaster has happened."

"On the table of the city god of Chang'an City in the world, the sage of the Netherworld Mansion issued a decree to let tens of thousands of Yin gods go to play games, and now there is no one to guide the souls of the dead in the world, and in the long run, the Three Realms are afraid that it will be a big chaos."

"What".

The Jade Emperor stood up abruptly, a shocked expression on his face.

He was also frightened.

What is it?

This is a general strike of the whole underworld, and this is still necessary.

Once the world becomes a ghost domain, the dynasty collapses, demons are rampant, and the heavenly court cannot escape the responsibility of the crime, and it will inevitably be punished by the way of heaven.

If the master knew, he wouldn't be held accountable.

"Your Majesty, this matter should be decided quickly," Wen Zhong came out of the queue and bowed to him.

Li Jing, the Heavenly King of Tota, came out and said: "Yes, Your Majesty, the operation of the underworld cannot be stopped, and the actions of the Pingxin Saint must be resolved immediately."

"Your Majesty should make a quick decision."

"Your Majesty, please make a quick decision."

Everyone shouted, the Jade Emperor stood there, the corners of his mouth twitched constantly, he decided, decided to judge you big-headed ghosts.

You also know that it was a saint who gave the decree.