As soon as this statement came out.

"Alas!"

The god of the city god grimaced and let out a long sigh.

"Okay, let's be honest with fellow Daoists, maybe in another year and a half, the City God's Mansion will dissipate along with the entire Netherworld Bright City."

"Speaking of which, Daoyou is the left judge of the Five Thunder Academy, in charge of rewarding the good and punishing the evil of the living, and this god is the Yin God City God in the Netherworld, in charge of the reincarnation of the dead."

"We're grasshoppers on a rope."

"This Shenguan Taoist friend has been the left judge here, and it has been some time, haven't you found that there is very little incense here?" The City God asked in a condensed voice.

Poor with little incense?

Xuan Qing was slightly stunned.

He really hadn't noticed this problem.

After all.

His main source of incense is on the earth, and as for the incense in this Journey to the West world, he really doesn't pay much attention to it.

Besides, he is a big living person, whether the incense is rich or thin, it will not affect survival, at most, it means a little less ingots.

"Poor Dao doesn't care about this incense in the world!" Xuan Qing said lightly.

"This..."

The god of the city god was stunned.

Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was not an ordinary immortal official, but a Taoist immortal official with a physical body.

"Alas!" The god sighed again.

I thought that my opportunity had come, and I finally saw hope, but I didn't expect that this newly appointed colleague was actually a salted fish.

Seemingly... I'm really going to be finished, and I want to dissipate with the netherworld~

Looked at.

Xuan Qing's brows were furrowed, and he was already a little unhappy in his heart.

"Can the City God make it clear at one time, the one he hates the most in this life is the Riddler!"

After hearing this.

The god waved his hand, picked up the teacup on the table, drank it in one gulp, and then rubbed his face.

"Since Daoist friends want to know, let's start from the beginning."

"More than 400 years ago, this place was still a border city, its name was Minglang City, and suddenly one day the sky fell.... Triggered a major earthquake... There were many casualties, and the city became a town. ”

"That's it, as long as you give the god a certain amount of time to cultivate, you can also recover as before."

"But I don't know when, there is another Guanyin Zen Temple in Minglang Town, there is an elder Jinchi in it, who is good at demagoguery, and his means of absorbing believers are also extremely clever."

"Fellow Daoist, you also know that a local god of yin like this god lives by extradition yin spirits to earn some merit on weekdays."

"Originally, the people in the town would return to the underworld after death, and the gods would extradite them to reincarnation, and they could also earn some merit to live."

"But now, whenever the people in the town die, it is because of the transcendence of those monks, who have avoided the underworld and gone directly to the Western Bliss... Alas! ”

"In this way, the years passed, and the god became what he is now."

The god of the city god smiled miserably and opened his cloak, "Speaking of which, I am not afraid of jokes from fellow Daoists, the last time this god extradited the Yin Soul for reincarnation, it was a year ago, when an old woman died in the town. ”

"It's all because the old woman who died is the descendant of the land god of Black Wind Town, and the other party doesn't want his descendants to be sent to the extreme west, so he secretly leaves it to the god."

....

Such a tragic situation.

Xuanqing gasped.

This city god is inevitably too miserable, not to mention losing the belief in incense, and even the qualifications for extraditing the reincarnation of yin ghosts and earning subsistence allowances have been taken away by Buddhism.

Wait a minute.... A year ago?

An old woman died... The descendants of the land gods of the town... Combining this information, isn't it just the fat girl's grandmother?

Moment.

In Xuanqing's mind, he couldn't help but think of the memory that he had just come to the town and wanted to earn humanitarian merits, and finally felt that he had a fate with the fat girl, and accepted him as a child.

It turns out that the original incident still has such a deep story.

...

Now.

After explaining everything.

The City God looked at Xuanqing with a straight gaze.

His eyes once again flashed with expectation, for him, the appearance of this Dao Immortal Official in front of him was the last hope.

However.

What disappointed the City God was that from this person's eyes, he couldn't see the slightest intention of the other party to take over this matter.

After thinking about it, I can't blame this person, I can only blame myself for my bad luck, and I am destined to have this catastrophe.

After all, behind the Guanyin Temple, there is a flourishing Buddhism, who would offend the Buddhist giant Guanyin Bodhisattva because of a small city god.

"That's it, as the so-called soul is scattered like a lamp extinguished, and the Taoist spirit swims to this netherworld, and the god will burn the last trace of power to help you." The face of the god of the city god was dejected.

These words were sincere, and there was no additional thought, because he was a kind of incense yin god, but there was no reincarnation and reincarnation, and if it dissipated, it really dissipated.

People are about to die, and their words are good, and the yin god is about to dissipate, so it is better to shine for the last time, at least make this person stronger, and it can also disgust the culprit who dissipates himself.

Let's talk about it.

Don't wait for the other party to react.

The god waved his right hand.

The cloak that was sewn and mended seemed to be blown by an inexplicable wind, constantly fluttering.

Followed by.

The entire Netherworld surged with gusts of wind, and a huge and incomparably Netherworld Qi surged towards the City God's Mansion from all directions.

.......

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

After Xuanqing reacted, he found that the surroundings had been shrouded in a gray mist.

Just when he thought that the god of the city god saw that he was indifferent, he was angry and ready to act, and he was about to die and rise again.

He found out.

The power of his own divine soul increased at an incomparably terrifying speed.

In just a few seconds, the power of the divine soul has become more than two percent, and the strength of the divine soul is still rising.

After a stick of incense.

The Netherworld Qi around them all dissipated and returned to its previous level.

"Whew~" Xuan Qing opened his eyes and took a deep breath, and there was already a different change in his gaze when he looked at the City God.

However.

The City God Temple didn't see it yet, but said in a sad tone:

"Xuanqing Daoyou, after this god's action, I'm afraid I only have half a year to live, I don't want Daoist friends to go against that Guanyin Temple, I just hope..."

The words paused.

The City God turned his head and glanced at the two Yin soldiers who were standing beside him.

"I only hope that Daoist friends will save these two children and send them to other cities, whether they choose to be reincarnated or find an errand elsewhere, it is better than dying with the gods here!"

Let's talk about it.

The god of the city god actually bent down and bowed deeply to Xuanqing.

For the dying god of the city god, dignity has no meaning, and the only hope now is to try his best to save the soldiers who have been following him.

.....