Yu Chen's brain was a little messy.

The god of the old man Wensheng is in the hands of his junior brother Zhao Weixian?

What the hell is this?

You must know that when the corpse of the old man Wensheng was sent up the mountain before, after all, he was one of the three saints of Great Xia, the people at the top of the pyramid, and the big people with heads and faces in Jinling came.

At that moment, Wen Sheng stood next to Yu Chen and looked at the big guys one by one.

Almost everyone was suspected by him.

Whether it is Yang Xi, the commander of the land superintendent, or the Shenwu King who guards the northern border of the desert, or even the state pastor who has never practiced......

The old man Wen Sheng did not hesitate to speculate on them with the worst malice.

But ah, I just didn't doubt that Zhao Weixian, the dean of Hede Academy, was first.

Even when he found out that Qinghuan and he also had the spiritual root of Wenqu, the old man immediately thought of sending him to Hede Academy.

It can be seen that in the heart of this Wen Sheng, he is extremely trusting of the Hede Academy controlled by Zhao Weixian.

But now, the reality is like a slap in the face, making his nose blue and swollen.

- His brain, his god, is actually in Zhao Weixian's hands?

For a while, there was silence in the mausoleum guarding the house.

After a long time, Yu Chen frowned and asked, "What if...... Let's say if, if Dean Zhao really has something to do with your death, wouldn't Qinghuan be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger? ”

"That's not going to happen." The old man shook his head and said, "Although the old man doesn't know why the old man's divine sprout is in his hands, he won't poison a genius with Wenqu Linggen—even if this disciple is pushed by the old man." ”

Yu Chen: "......"

After thinking about it, too.

At this time, Qinghuan is like a blank sheet of paper, and she has the terrifying talent of Wenqu Linggen, as long as she is not a short-sighted and jealous villain, Zhao Weixian should not be unfavorable to her.

After discussing for a long time, the old man Wen Sheng returned to the judge's hall, while Yu Chen washed up and sat on the bed to practice.

As for the matter of the old man Wensheng's gods.

You have to think long-term.

Anyway, Yu Chen can't directly snatch it from Zhao Weixian's hands at this time, right?

That is the great Confucian of the Shenxue Realm, although it is not as good as the Wensheng in his heyday, but it is easy to handle him as a little guy who opens the sea.

So, everything is empty, and the most important thing is that you have the ability.

Thinking like this, Yu Chen took out a few spirit baht that Wan Shenglou had given him before, drew a gourd in the same way, and sucked it in according to the method of absorbing the Qi of heaven and earth on weekdays.

Suddenly, as if a long whale was sucking water, the vast Heaven and Earth Qi contained in the spirit baht penetrated into his body one by one.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the remaining few spirit baht were sucked up by him in the same way, and turned into powder and scattered all over the ground.

Yu Chen was on his own, and he couldn't help but smack his tongue.

At this quarter of an hour, the Qi of Heaven and Earth provided by a few spirit baht was equivalent to the sum of the Qi of Heaven and Earth that he had absorbed by meditating for twelve hours in succession!

It's no wonder that this thing can be used as the universal currency of the Qi refining circle, not to mention that it is used to replenish the Qi of Heaven and Earth in times of crisis, even if it is used for daily cultivation, it is twice the result with half the effort!

It's a pity, it's too expensive.

Although the ratio of gold to spiritual baht fluctuates from day to day, it is about one to one.

About one tael of gold can be exchanged for one or two spiritual baht.

In other words, when Yu Chen was just now, he had already eaten a few taels of gold.

Converted into silver, it is a few dozen taels.

You must know that in this ghost world, the Weishui Zhengde Chamber of Commerce will only pay two taels of silver if a worker dies.

And according to Wen Sheng, in the territory of Great Xia, the spirit baht is a material with stricter control than iron and salt, and if you want to exchange it for gold, the legal way can only be exchanged at the official bank—the exchanger must have the identity of an officially recognized alchemist.

That is to say, you ordinary people, even if you have a lot of money, as long as you are not an alchemist recognized by the government, you don't want to exchange the spirit baht from the bank.

Of course, this is just a serious way, as for the unserious...... That's a lot.

Thinking about it, Yu Chen looked at the sky outside the window, lay down, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning.

The industrious mausoleum keeper got up from the bed, boiled a bowl of porridge, and after drinking it, he emptied the temple of the five organs, moved a small bench and sat outside the house.

After a short time, a funeral procession came up the mountain.

The family members were wearing linen and wearing filial piety and crying in a daze, the Taoist priest was dancing and earning a lot of money, and a few coffin-carrying people relied on their strength to eat, just wanting to finish it quickly and go down the mountain.

And Yu Chen looked over, there were no ghosts in the funeral procession, which means that the person in the coffin died blindly, and there was no unfulfilled wish.

After noon, two teams came to the funeral, one of them, the Taoist priest opened the way, the musician played, the firecrackers rang out, and the paper was flying all over the sky. But the relatives who wore linen and filial piety looked absent-minded, as if they just wanted to finish things quickly.

The other team is much simpler, the Taoist priest is not invited, and the few men who carry the coffin are also uneven, shabby and stumbling, but the children holding the tablet are crying profusely, and their eyes are red.

They came, they went again.

The world is reflected in the calm eyes of the mausoleum keeper on the bench.

No comment.

All in all, one day today, Wanjialing received a number of deceased, all of whom were blind to death, and none of them left a will.

At dusk, when the tomb was about to close, Yu Chen stood up and stretched.

The heart said that there should be no last wish for him to be fulfilled today.

I was about to go back to the house and fill in the five internal organs temple.

But just as he turned around, there was a sound of footsteps at the bottom of the mountain.

Yu Chen turned his head and saw the corpse collectors coming up the mountain.

At a cursory glance, there were more than a dozen people.

Each dragged a cart covered with a white cloth and a humanoid object underneath it.

- Corpse.

At the same time, the ghosts that do not touch the ground are also following step by step.

The face was full of pain and resentment and anger.

Yu Chen looked at it, and when he counted it, there were seven or eight ghosts!

Shocked!

That's a lot of work!

Greeted him.

I'm about to say hello to these familiar corpse collectors!

I heard a few people scolding from afar, and I spit while scolding!

"I'm a goddamn ghost judge! Lao Tzu thought this guy was a chivalrous man! It's Lao Tzu who is blind! ”

"Who's to say it isn't? We also went to buy the same Facebook mask for the children at home! I'll burn it when I go back! ”

"Phew! I thought he was a good person! I didn't expect it to be a scumbag! ”

“……”

The noisy angry scolding directly made Yu Chen numb!

Thinking about what happened to me?

A few days ago, you came up and shared the candy brought by Qinghuan to eat!

Why is this still in a hurry?

But immediately, he reacted.

That's not right.

Although these corpse collectors knew him, they didn't know that he was the ghost and god judge who was a household name!

So they didn't scold the mausoleum keeper Yu Chen, but the ghost judge with Senluo's face!

But even so...... That's not right!

Although Yu Chen's judge's reputation is mixed, since the matter of the obscene demon and the Houtu Guan refining Qi Shi, these corpse collectors still put Yu Chen's face and said that the ghost and god judge are the great ones who will eliminate harm for the people!

Why did you get scolded after all the hard work?

"It's Yu Chen's little brother!"

When the corpse collectors saw Yu Chen, they also closed their voices, straightened their expressions, and showed an apologetic look: "It's a big night, I'm in trouble again." ”

Yu Chen waved his hand, signaling that it was okay, and asked them what was the matter with the anxious scolding.

When a few corpse collectors heard this, they were angry again.

It's inhuman to say that the rat with his head and tail hidden in the face of the judge did those ridiculous things last night!

It's time for him to die!

He shouldn't have an asshole when he has a baby!

Yu Chen: "......?" ”

His mother was quietly absorbing the spirit baht in Wanjialing last night, why is it inhuman?

Are you from the Ling Baht Protection Association?

He asked again, and the corpse collector who was the leader sighed and said, "Little brother Yu Chen, do you know how to cut down Master Zheng of Huanqing Street in Fuze City?"

I don't know? It doesn't matter if you don't know, you just know he's a good guy anyway.

Although people have money in their families, they don't have the stinky shelves of those nouveau riche at all, and they are not the same as those profiteers who are eager to suck out the bone marrow of the people!

That Master Zheng is a recognized good person in our Wanmin City - during the food disaster a few years ago, almost half of the family funds came out to help the victims!

Little brother Yu Chen, tell me, doesn't this kind of person deserve his long life? ”

Yu Chen nodded, just wanting to hear his words.

"But guess what?"

The corpse collector gasped:

"-Dead!"

"Just last night, in the dead of night, more than ten members of Master Zheng's family died cleanly, and the gold, silver and jewelry at home were completely looted! Not a single thing left!

You say that even if this is a fortune attempt, there is no need to kill them all, right? It's good to leave a way for people to live!

But the bad seed that thundered that day just extinguished the door to someone's house, and the two infant children didn't let go!

This kind of guy, little brother Yu Chen, do you think you should die! ”

Yu Chen nodded subconsciously: "Damn...... Wait! What does this have to do with what you are talking about as the Judge of the Netherworld? ”

"Phew!"

The corpse collector took a sip:

"He is also worthy to be called a judge? He's a robber! Last night, he slaughtered more than 10 members of Master Zheng's family! Even the two dogs raised by Master Zheng and his mother did not leave all the corpses!

He thought he had done it seamlessly, but he didn't know that everything was clearly seen by the neighbors who woke up in the middle of the night - he saw him walk out of the old man's house covered in blood!

Black and white drama robes, judges' faces, little brother Yu Chen, tell me, who else can it be besides him? ! ”

Yu Chen slowly typed a question mark.

Ghost judge, did you rob and kill people last night?

What about yourself?

It's broken, it's a stand-in!

(End of chapter)