The rejuvenation continues.

In the accident just now, except for Wei Hongyan and the others, the rest of the people knew what was going on.

The evil cultivator has come to the door.

After so many people, Wang Yue has become a bird, and there is a magical temptation, just a glowing Tang monk meat.

Bai Haoran was also specially dispatched by the Special Research Institute to protect Wang Yue with Zhang Qianqi and others.

It's just that no one thought of it.

Although Wang Yue has a low level, his self-protection ability is a strong group.

Underground of the Special Research Institute, the director's office is still pitch black.

Bai Haoran's white clothes are useless.

"What are you talking about, Wang Yue is already a high-level onmyoji?"

The director's voice was still hoarse, but he couldn't hide his surprise.

"Yes, at least in magic!"

Bai Haoran replied.

"What kind of means did he use, an artifact?" The director asked.

"No, it's a ghost charm!"

Bai Haoran's answer was a little bitter.

The director was thoughtful, but he asked anyway.

"What level?"

"I don't know, the ghost king can be trapped!"

The director was silent.

The ghost kings are at least A-level weird.

This is a talisman that can only be drawn by a master.

But even if Wang Yue is already advanced, he is still one level behind.

I thought that Wang Yue was a genius, a big surprise for Huaguo, but who would have thought that it was underestimated.

After a while, he said slowly.

"Withdraw them all!"

Bai Haoran's eyes widened!

All withdrawn?

"Director, 4 batches of people have been resolved, and two waves involve A-level weirdness, in case a master-level evil cultivator makes a move, Wang Yue will be in danger..."

It's only been two days, and so many evil cultivators have come to the door.

Bai Haoran knew that after a long time, the master level would definitely make a move.

"Can you beat Wang Yue?" The director asked rhetorically.

Bai Haoran was dumbfounded.

He knew he couldn't hide it.

The protected person is stronger than all of them, and it is only right to withdraw it.

But Wang Yue is only a high-level onmyoji, why is he so powerful?

Bai Haoran walked out of the director's room.

He took a deep breath and thought as he arranged to retreat.

If he can learn Wang Yue's skills, maybe he will be more handsome and more admired~

In the western suburbs villa, Kejin's incantation was recited for another half an hour.

Although the yin wind continued, Zheng Hongshi still did not come up.

Kkin panicked.

He didn't want to live in the toilet.

Glancing at Wang Yue, he breathed a sigh of relief.

There's still a chance!

Because Wang Yue is asleep...

It was already the second half of the night, although everyone was sleepy and tired, except for Wang Yue, no one dared to sleep.

Wei Hongyan and Zheng Chenghe snuggled together, but instead of sleeping, they were looking for solace in their souls.

For the sake of inheritance, although fearful, it is necessary to hell.

Zhang Qianqi clenched the spoon in his hand.

Wang Yue slept, the team leader was dizzy, and Zhang Song's eyes widened, but he was just an ordinary person, so he could only rely on him.

Not only are there dead ghosts and ghosts who come up at any time, but there may also be evil cultivators, and he must cheer up.

It's not bad, and those who take the dung spoon are reliable~

Wang Yue did not sleep peacefully.

In the dream, he came to a large hall.

Tall and majestic, the momentum is heavy, and all kinds of reliefs hang on it, all of which are blue-faced and fanged evil ghosts.

The top ten people are lined up, each wearing a golden crown and an imperial robe.

It turned out to be the Ten Hall Yamas.

The plaque in the middle is impressively three large characters.

Yama Temple!

The door opened, and two figures, one black and one white, walked out.

It was the black and white impermanence that he had ever seen.

"Wang Yue, come in, Yan Jun will wait for you for a while."

Wang Yue's heart thumped.

Nima, is this dead?

You can also get hit by a sleep, and you don't even have a trace of pain, and you don't know what's wrong, so it's unreasonable!

What should I do with the little junior sister, will I meet the dead ghost master, and what will I say when we meet?

You won't meet Yuan Wangyue~

In a confused mind, Wang Yue followed into the main hall.

But he realized that it was not like that.

As a ghost, everyone else is floating, but he can only walk.

The whole body feels like a real person.

In other words, he is still alive and not dead.

At least the body is fine~

Thinking of this, Wang Yue was extremely free and easy.

I'm definitely here to ask about something.

When he entered the main hall, a person above him sat upright, not angry and arrogant.

Judging by the crown on his head, this is Yan Jun.

Commonly known as Hades.

I just don't know which of the ten people it is.

Yan Jun should be the judge with the pen in his hand.

Many of the dead ghosts below are not very particular.

Some were bare-chested and exposed, and some were blue-faced and fanged, all glaring at Wang Yue.

"Someone Wang Yue?" Yan Jun spoke.

"It's me!" Wang Yue replied.

As a high-level onmyoji, he is not very cowardly.

Everything is done according to the rules.

The information is written in the book of life and death, and it cannot be changed casually.

And as an onmyoji, he is not an unarmed commoner.

To use the legal metaphor, the underworld is the court, the book of life and death is the code, the judge of Hades is the judge, and Mr. Yin and Yang is the lawyer.

Dealing with dead ghosts every day, of course, the door is clear.

As a lawyer who appeals for the dead, there is nothing to fear.

"It's just that you have to let Zheng Hongshi go up five times?"

Yan Jun's voice became stern.

"That's right, I was entrusted by his family to preside over the white affairs, and when I reached the first seven, I applied for the resurrection of the soul according to the rules!"

Wang Yue is like Zhang San's possession, and what he said is reasonable and well-founded.

The fact is also true, there are rules, he is not false!

A group of ghost generals were handsome but had fierce faces, and some of them shouted.

"Paralysis, what are you that dare to go wild when you get here?"

"I've been in the sun for a long time, don't you know who is the boss?"

"I heard that it's a Ka Onmyoji, so he should be sent to the 18th floor!"

"Zheng Hongshi IX is a wicked man, he was finally arrested and put on trial, how can he go back again?"

"Let the tiger return to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles..."

In the midst of the disturbances, Wang Yue was unmoved.

Nima!

Death row prisoners can still be visited by their families, why can't they be resurrected?

A group of people who have never seen the world, if they know that they are released on bail pending trial, they will all go crazy~

Yan Jun's majestic voice sounded.

"Do you know what a wicked man of the ninth world is?"

Of course Wang Yue knew.

Turning one's back on humanity, the nine generations of reincarnation are all evil, and they are all great evil people.

Whether you say it or not, petty theft doesn't count!

But he knew that what Yan Jun said was by no means so simple.

Yan Jun had already begun to narrate.

Zheng Hongshi's first surname, Qin Minghui, as the prime minister, in the face of foreign tribes, but he advocated peace, and pursued the policy of cutting land, calling himself a minister, and paying tribute.

He vigorously denounced the anti-Jin soldiers and persecuted Zhongliang; At the same time, he formed a private party, expelled dissidents, and repeatedly went to prison...

Nima, Zheng Hongshi is really not an ordinary person.

Of course, Wang Yue had heard of Qin Hui, and there was nothing that the Chinese people didn't know.

The person who framed Yue Fei was a great evil through the ages.

Even now, he is still kneeling in front of Yue Fei's tomb!

This was just the beginning, and Yan Jun's voice was neither happy nor sad.

In the second life, his surname was Wei Mingzhongxian, and he was born as a street villain, and he became a Dongchang factory man who was above 10,000 people under one person.

He brutalized the loyal and good, the dynasty was full of smoke and miasma, everyone was in danger, how many Li people, loyal and righteous people died because of him...

Wang Yue's eyebrows jumped when he heard this.

Good fellow, this is not an ordinary evil, it has reached the point of being left behind for 10,000 years.

Just watch those movies of the Ming Dynasty, you know that there is no one who does not scold Wei Zhongxian.

In the third life, his surname was Li Mingjia, Du Shi Niang loved to be happy with him, but he gave up from the beginning to the end, and was willing to be a negative man...

In the fourth life, his name was Wu Sangui, three traitors, and finally rebelled...

In the fifth life, his name is Gu Mozhi, a demon monk with a strong utilitarian heart...

In the sixth life, his name is the crane in the clouds, a deflated calf thing, a household name...

In the seventh generation, his name was Wang Jingwei, the sixth in the revolutionary ranks...

In the eighth life, his name was Bai Baoshan, and killing people was like eating and drinking...

Unconsciously said the eighth generation, and Wang Yue was numb.

Zheng Hongshi's evil is too much beyond his imagination.

How can such a soul live for so many years?

Did all the mages who acted for the Heavenly Way die, why didn't they kill him?

Even if the righteous path can't get their hands on it, what about the evil cultivators!

Such a soul is more than enough to refine a ghost emperor~

Yan Jun glanced at Wang Yue deeply, and then talked about the last life.

"In the ninth life, he became a descendant of Zheng Keshuang of the Heaven and Earth Society, called Zheng Hongshi, rich and famous, born with a golden key, and was about to do great evil, so he was given by you~"