Go back a few hours.

Heavy rain.

Li Changan looked at the scholar in front of him with interest. He was very impressed by a person who only had a one-sided relationship. There is no doubt that he is an enemy of the White Lotus Sect, but the enemy of his enemies is not necessarily a friend.

But this is the same person, in the time of danger tonight, who reached out to help.

He came up with a plan: a ghost town was hidden under a nearby lake......

"With such an obvious trap, how can you guarantee that the other party will obediently enter the urn?"

"If the fish can't be hooked, it depends on whether the bait is fragrant or not. ”

"The leader of the White Lotus Sect's actions this time is the young master of the White Lotus Sect, who is young and vigorous, and can use the method of agitation. But he is cautious and suspicious, so he has to do the opposite. ”

"Even so, relying only on the City God, I'm afraid that I can't get rid of the masters of the White Lotus Sect. ”

The scholar chuckled.

"You two, have you ever heard of the legend of Pingye City God?"

..............................

Cheng Liang suddenly shook his head and came to his senses.

In his memory, the ground was shaking a moment ago, and the beams and pillars above his head collapsed with dust and bricks, and he was in the middle of it.

At this moment, everything was suddenly dreamy, there was no earthquake, no inn, not even a dense fog that devoured the living, only ancient ruins and dazed companions around him, and there were no collapsed roof beams on his head, but a ...... Lake?

The rainstorm stopped early, and the night wind was heavy.

The half-moon was imprinted on the surface of the lake, and as soon as it was stirred by the waves of the night wind, the cold light that broke open slowly seeped into the water.

"I'm under the lake?"

A ridiculous thought rose in Cheng Liang's mind. The thought drove him to look up, and yes, in the depths of the ruins was a deeper lake, and the algae on the ruins stretched out on the bottom of the lake, and the long strands stretched out to the surface of the lake, dense and dense like a forest of guns for the army.

Orr, the undercurrent is sweeping.

The algae forest swayed, and the sediments on the algae bottom were swept up, that was ......

Beams of hair stand upside down.

Under the cold light, one after another pale faces, limbs that were randomly played by the water, and white lotus looming in the floating hem of the clothes.

It's people!

It was the hundreds of White Lotus Cultists who were engulfed in the thick fog.

"Spells work!"

A few cheers rang out in my ears. Cheng Liang followed the sound and saw that the bronze lamp that was missing a corner in the strange shadow's hand glowed gray again. The people around him have learned and learned, and for a while, all kinds of small spells have been staged in the group.

They were ecstatic, what could be more exciting and reassuring than being in a strange situation and returning again with the ability they relied on?

But Cheng Liang has his hair standing on end.

He knew very well that the previous spell had failed in the ghost town, in the city god. And now that the spell can be used, and the ghost town is gone, what is the city god doing?

His eyes widened as he looked in the direction of the city god in his memory.

There seemed to be a vague shadow in the darkness, and he opened his eyes wide to see more closely, but suddenly found a little ghost fire coming out of the shadow, and the ghost fire expanded rapidly, and finally formed the appearance of a person. Immediately after that, the second, the third, the fourth...... Countless souls emerged behind the shadows, and the gathered light also illuminated the shadows that stood before their lives.

Wat head shoes, into the virtuous crown, wearing a python robe, waist wrapped around the jade belt, just like the temple city god.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Liang saw that the city god led the ghosts, took a step forward, and then hugged his hands, bowed his body, and bowed his head, and actually led the group of ghosts behind him to bow his head in the direction of his group.

This worship made Cheng Liang's heart beat violently, both because of surprise and fear.

Naturally, the object of the Chenghuang prostrations will not be him, nor will it be anyone around him, in other words, something behind him.

And what's behind him?

He didn't dare to look, his instinct desperately reminded him not to look back,

But soon he felt a chill rise on his back, and a light mist climbed up his shoulder, wisps of algae like deep water, wriggling and clinging to his face.

Inexplicable fear seemed to creep into his body with the mist, grabbing his mind and forcing him to turn his head a little. At this moment, he only felt his neck stiff like never before, as if every time he turned, the bones, meridians, and even the skin of the blood vessels were clicking.

Finally, he turned his head around, a hazy mist reflected in his dilated pupils.

...... in the fog Nothing?

No.

"Boom. ”

Where the water waves, fog and cold light blended, a drum beat suddenly sounded.

Each drum seems to hit a person's heart, and the heart beats with a strong grip.

Immediately afterwards, a little wing horn pierced the mist, carved the mocking wind, painted with vermilion paint, then the cornice, and then the dougong...... Half of the magnificent building slowly emerged from the fog.

Palace?

As soon as the thought rose from the mind, the mist suddenly settled.

Little by little, all kinds of fog are revealed.

First there were countless banners and banners, then hundreds of knights riding freshly clothed and angry horses, then soldiers holding chains, then all kinds of propaganda, then guards in bright armor, then palace ladies holding fans, then servants holding lamps, and ......

Chengliang's pupils are constricted.

...... densely packed with people under the "palace...... No, the tongue three feet long is the hanged ghost, the white and swollen body is the drowning ghost, the skinny ghost with a large belly is the starving ghost, and the neck is empty and the head is decapitated...... Under the "palace" was all evil spirits with powerful images.

What kind of palace is there? It is clearly a luan yu that uses countless evil spirits as cattle and horses and wheels, and runs over the cries of evil spirits!

Which one is this sacred?!

The cold light was faint, and the team was silent.

For no reason, Cheng Liang remembered what the scholar said:

Have you ever heard of the legend of Pingye City God?

There are some clues, and they haven't been sorted out yet.

"The little god Pingye Chenghuang Chen Jingdao and knocked on the gods. ”

The shouts of the demons followed like a tsunami from a mountain.

"Knock on Taishan Mansion Jun!"

..............................

Even the most stupid person should find himself in his own situation.

The people of the White Lotus Sect, who were still cheering a moment ago, were like a flock of ducks pinched by their necks at this time, and they were speechless in panic.

Taishan Mansion Jun, Dongyue Emperor, the god of life and death of all things in the world.

No matter how perverse the villain is, he must be afraid of this god, and keep his mouth shut for fear of causing trouble.

However, at this moment, a voice that made the White Lotus Sect grit their teeth suddenly sounded.

"Minister, the seventeenth generation disciple of Longhu Mountain Zhengyi, the living official of the Department of Rapid Dispatch under the throne of the Emperor of Beiyin, Han Zhiwei, please play. ”

The scholar held an edict in his hand and walked out of the crowd.

"Today, there is the White Lotus Sect in a chaotic world with demon law, cruelty to the world, and its bandit leader led the crowd to gather here, plotting against Zhongliang. Therefore, please reward the good and punish the evil here, and order the judges to weigh the sins and karma of all the people here, and determine the good and evil. ”

He bowed down and bowed again, with no sadness or joy on his face, but he was inevitably apprehensive in his heart. Tonight, after a lot of hard work, success or not, it depends on this experience.

It didn't keep him waiting.

There was an ethereal response from the luan.

"Accurate!"

..................

Cheng Liang was already sore and weak, and his heart was like numbness.

The city god is just that, how can even the Taishan Mansion Jun come out!

He didn't doubt him.

In all kinds of weirdness in the inn of the ghost town, everyone has already determined the identity of the city god. And if you can let the city god lead a hundred ghosts to kneel, how can it be an impostor?

This former fierce general in the army had been knocked down with fear, his mind was blank, and he didn't even listen to what the scholar said.

Until I heard the white lotus left envoy stop drinking.

"Let's go!"

The body then moved with the intention to keep up with the pace of the new master.

However.

It's too late.

Their fate was predestined from the moment they stepped into the ruins.

........................

"Taishan Mansion is the leader of the world's city gods, and every few decades, he will inspect the world's city gods, and sometimes reward the good and punish the evil along the way. It stands to reason that the whereabouts of the gods are unpredictable, and it is basically impossible to bump into them. But I'm still hanging in the underworld, and there is still some gossip, such as the city god of Pingye has collected a lot of unjust souls who died in vain, and the prince will go through it no matter what, and the day of the king's visit is also the time when this ghost city is alive......"

The scholar slowly explained the key to the bearded two, but he was not worried about the actions of the White Lotus Sect. Sure enough, the White Lotus Sect didn't run a few steps away before they were caught up by the ghost guards under the command of the Fu Jun who were carrying iron cables.

The chains in the hands of these ghostly pawns are rather strange, and they are not used to bind people, but pass directly through the human body, and do not cause harm, but they seem to grow in flesh, and the other end penetrates into the earth, and firmly binds people in place.

Everyone in the White Lotus Sect knew that a catastrophe was coming, and they were all desperately attacking the ghosts and attacking the chains, but whether it was a knife, an axe, a chisel or all kinds of spells, they were like flowers in the mirror, and they all fell without a trace.

On the opposite side, another group of ghosts and gods left the honor guard and slowly came this way.

There are not many people, only four. They are all wide robes with large sleeves, wearing a crown of pigs and black cloth under the crown. This is not the same as the woman covering half of her face with a thin veil, but covering her face tightly with a thick black cloth. Li Changan knew that it was not a veil used by the living, it was a "corpse curtain", which was used to cover the remains of the dead when they were mortuary.

"He is the judge of the Division of rewarding good and punishing evil. ”

The scholar explained in a whisper.

They often weigh the judgment on the scale, first take out the karma and the good fruit from the soul as weights, and divide the two ends of the scale. If the evil is heavy, it will be punished, and the good will be rewarded. See ......"

He signaled that the trial had begun.

The first to be judged was the Monk of the Sorrowful Wind.

No matter how the other party struggled to attack, the judge was unmoved, he held the balance in one hand and probed straight into the monk's chest with the other. Retracted again, there was an extra black weight in his hand.

He placed the weight on one end of the scale, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Against incest. ”

Then, he continued to reach out. This time, it was a white code representing the "good fruit", which was shelved on the other side of the scale.

"Release the animals. ”

It's not over yet.

"Wild [lewdness] is excessive. ”

"Woe to people's hearts. ”

......

In the end, of course.

"Evil. ”

"Punish his soul for roof tiles, and the wind and sun will be exposed to the wind and sun for four hundred years. ”

Then I saw that the monk's body was soft and fell to the ground, and the judge had an extra green tile in his hand.

He handed the tile to the ghost pawn next to him, and when he turned around, the next target he chose was Cheng Liang.

........................

Cheng Liang felt that he was going crazy, no, he was already crazy!

"No, no! Lao Tzu hasn't gotten ahead yet, he hasn't gotten glory and wealth, how can he die in a ghost place?!"

He drew his heavy sword and frantically slashed the iron cables around him, but these iron cables, which obviously bound him in place, became phantoms and air when the blades slashed into them.

"Bang. ”

Another futile swing of the sword, through the phantom of the iron rope landed on the nearby stone, the shattered stone with the detached heavy sword bouncing high. He froze for a moment, then suddenly a chill hit him, and he looked up sharply, and the judge was close in front of him.

"That's right, that's right!" Cheng Liang finally remembered his identity in a panic, "I am the hundred households of the Zhenfu Division, and I still have talismans and magic weapons!"

He threw out the evil talisman, and the yellow talisman fell to the ground on his stomach.

He turned out the gossip mirror, and nothing was reflected on the gray mirror.

He took out another golden needle, which was exactly what Yan Xinglie was willing to take the risk to seek, and the "Demon Crossing Needle" made of the golden body of the Buddha was a sharp weapon for the calming and pacification division.

However, the golden needles that shot out of the lightning pierced the judge, as if through a cloud of air, and sank into the thick moss of the ground.

The judge had already lifted the scales with one hand and grabbed Cheng Liang's chest with the other.

Cheng Liang's eyes were shattered, and he used his last hole card, the golden armor talisman that saved him twice tonight. It's a pity that the golden armor charm can't save him for the third time. I saw that the judge's hand went straight through the golden armor phantom and probed into his body.

"Damage to the public and private interests. ”

"Adultery with women. ”

"Treason. ”

"Conspiracy to kill people. ”

......

All the dying struggles were useless, Cheng Liang could only howl hysterically, watching the judge take out one black code after another from his body. Gradually, the end of the scale, which represents "good", rises high, and the end that represents "evil" sinks until the judge pulls out the last weight.

"Betraying friends for glory. ”

He finally got the final verdict.

"Evil. ”

"Punish his soul for a wick and burn it for 500 years. ”

........................

Maybe it's because of the scholar's relationship, or maybe it's because Li Changan didn't act rashly, and the three of them were exempted from the treatment of being worn by iron ropes, but the good and evil in their lives were inevitably weighed.

Over there, the White Lotus Sect had a few souls, and a judge here dragged his sleeves towards the three of them.

"Don't panic, the officials of the underworld are not as good as the officials of the mortal world, as long as they don't do anything bad in their lives, then they are not afraid of this ghost and god. ”

The scholar said with a smile.

"Since this attention is mine, then I will be the first to come!"

After that, he calmly faced the judge, and even opened his arms, allowing the judge to weigh his life's crimes.

"Eradicate adultery and eliminate evil. ”

The first weight was taken out, glowing white.

The scholar grinned at the two of them, and this look was clearly saying: Look, just like I said......

Perhaps the judge was not used to his frivolous appearance, but the second weight was black.

"Tongue. ”

The scholar didn't care, and he winked at the two of them.

However.

"Greedy and lustful. ”

"Impudent. ”

......

A series of black codes made the "evil" side of the balance heavier and heavier, and also made the smile on the scholar's face more and more stiff. In the end, there was one.

"Deceitful and slanderous. ”

directly made the "evil" end of the balance sink to the bottom, and now he couldn't laugh at all, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

Fortunately, the black code has been taken out, and the next ones are all white codes.

"Help the poor and the weak. ”

"Righteousness and righteousness. ”

......

In the end, the two ends of good and evil will be equal.

The scholar also got a bad or bad evaluation: "Ping." ”

No reward and no penalty.

He wiped the cold sweat and walked back, but the sweat was not wiped clean, and the person changed back to his frivolous appearance, and said with a smile:

"Luck, luck, I want to come to Fujun and there is no shortage of wine jars. ”

"You ...... man"

Yan Xinglie shook his head with a smile, and didn't say anything, only said:

"Yan someone, let's do the second. ”

So saying, he stepped out of the crowd, strode up to the judge, bowed his hand, and then straightened his back, and let the judge weigh the good and evil in his life.

"Dedication. ”

"A lot of money. ”

"Killing doesn't count. ”

"Eliminate violence and peace. ”

......

By the end, the bearded man had received the only positive rating from the dozen or so people in the field so far.

"Good. ”

As for the reward, the judge did not announce it loudly, but only whispered a few words in the bearded man's ear, and then handed over a piece of paper. Although the Taoist priest was curious, he did not have time to ask, because the judge had already turned his head and pointed the black cloth at him.

In the end, it was Li Changan's turn.

He looked at the judge approaching step by step, but he couldn't help frowning. It's not that he's afraid of judgment, it's just that the person in front of him is too weird and a little disgusting.

The judge's posture is very strange when he steps, only the toes of his feet touch the bottom, but the roots of his feet never fall, and the whole person is light and fluttering, like a paper man swept by the wind. When you get closer, you can glimpse the gray and dry skin under the curtain of his corpse, and smell a trace of corpse stench hidden in the smell of incense and candles.

He stood still in front of the Taoist priest, raised his arm and probed Li Changan's chest and abdomen, the cuffs sliding off with the movement, revealing dry skin, bulging bone joints, and black nails.

The Taoist priest felt a chill and subconsciously reached out to catch it.

Unexpectedly, this arm that the White Lotus Sect members couldn't stop with all their might was actually grabbed by him with his bare hands.

There was no uproar, the field seemed to be quiet or a little dull before, Li Changan came back from the short-term surprise, and secretly said "Oops", carefully swept the surrounding ghosts, only to see a pair of eyes faintly towards him, the iron rope in his hand rattling, ready to move.

The Taoist priest smiled, hurriedly let go of the judge's arm, and resisted the urge to cut down with a sword, only turning his face sideways and not being able to see it, just like a child taking an injection.

But the judge didn't continue to move, he just circled twice, stopped and said something quickly and hurriedly to the car, and then leaned down and listened for a while, and then left directly.

In any case, Li Changan still breathed a sigh of relief, but this breath had not yet been exhausted, and something happened suddenly on the White Lotus Sect's side.

A flame rises into the sky!

..................

The fireworks turned into huge twisted and deformed lotus flowers, and the petals were filled with human faces.

In the very center of the fire lotus, the white lotus left envoy's face was covered with blue muscles, and the whites of his eyes were red like dripping blood.

As the first cult of the evil path that has been inherited for hundreds of years, even in the face of gods, the White Lotus Sect has hole cards to fight against, such as the karmic fire refined with the desires of sentient beings and sinful karma.

This spell was originally used to fight against the Taoist ritual séance, but now it has collided with ghosts and gods, and it will come in handy.

However, after all, the White Lotus Left Envoy is young and his cultivation is still shallow, and it is inevitable that he will need time and ...... to cast such a spell Firewood. The fire spread widely, not only a few unintentional ghost pawns were devoured by the tongue of fire, but even the remaining White Lotus Sect masters were also involved, and even their bodies and souls were turned into fuel for the flames.

"Young Master ......"

The old man struggled to reach out to the left envoy for help, his cultivation was the highest, and the longer it burned.

But the White Lotus Left Envoy didn't even raise his eyelids, he tried his best to maintain the karmic fire, found a gap, and was about to run away. He didn't have the courage to stay here and touch the tiger whiskers of the god of Mount Tai, not to mention that the purpose of this trip had already been achieved.

He hugged the White Lotus Holy Maiden in his arms tightly, and was about to run away when he activated the flames.

You can look up.

A short-haired Taoist stopped in front of him, it was Li Changan.

"Self-defeating. ”

The White Lotus Left Envoy's expression was hideous, and he sneered in his heart. Even the ghosts and gods have to be afraid of his karmic fire, and you dare to use your mantis arm as a car?

Right now, the situation is critical, and there is no time to find Yan Xinglie's trouble, this Taoist priest sent it to the door himself, but he can also slightly dispel the depression in his heart.

He urged the karmic fire, and asked this Taoist priest to burn his soul and body to the end.

But in an instant.

A blue light was as bright as the Milky Way and fell for nine days.

The vast sea of fire in front of him immediately split in two.

"This is not ......"

Before the words of astonishment were finished, a fist stained with mud was already firmly imprinted on his face.

As fast as you come, you can go back!

The left envoy of the white lotus dragged the nosebleed and flew back, and the karmic fire without the drive of the master was extinguished. Before the man landed, countless chains had already climbed up, and in the blink of an eye, he was dressed into a cactus. The judges, who had been slow, changed their normal behavior and flocked to the front.

"Indiscriminate killing of innocents. ”

"Treachery. ”

"Evil magic. ”

......

"Evil. ”

"Punish his soul as a hoof, trample it day and night for 800 years. ”

............

Seeing that the white lotus left to make his body die, Li Changan returned to the sword and put it into the sheath. He activated his sore wrist a few times, thinking that the young master of the White Lotus Sect was different, and the bridge of his nose was harder than that of a normal person.

He laughed a few times and looked at the field, only to find that after the last efforts of the White Lotus Left Envoy, the remaining White Lotus Sect master was not left with a single essence.

That is, overnight, in three ...... No, to be precise, it was Han Zhiwei's design, hundreds of White Lotus Sect minions and dozens of White Lotus Sect masters were swept away.

Looking at the judges who had completed the task and were leaving, Li Changan couldn't help but sigh, the scholar was not wronged by the "deception of gods and ghosts".

Just when he thought it was going to happen.

"Wait. ”

The scholar suddenly spoke, stopping one of the judges.

Faced with the consultative gaze of the bearded man and the Taoist priest, the scholar confessed his guilt, then turned his head to the judge and said:

"Has the envoy missed a single person?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the sheep that he was referring to was the White Lotus Holy Maiden.

I see!

Li Changan suddenly realized.

Dare to love this scholar is the idea of killing two birds with one stone.

The Taoist priest almost forgot that this scholar wanted to assassinate the White Lotus Holy Maiden at the beginning, but first, the two of them were highly skilled, and secondly, they were both chivalrous, so it was not easy to start. This time, he led everyone to this ghost town, firstly, to help Yan Xinglie get rid of the White Lotus Sect's men and horses, and secondly, to take the opportunity to kill the White Lotus Holy Maiden.

When the judge heard this, he turned around and pointed at the sheep's finger.

The body of the sheep began to deform and expand.

"Smack. ”

The sheepskin cracked, and a graceful child emerged. The large delicate skin is a piercing white against the background of the dirty ruins. She had nothing to hide but the torn sheepskin.

Yan Xinglie lowered his eyelids and looked away from incivility; Li Chang'an's eyes were only a little cool, not to mention that this person was stuffed into the sheepskin by his own hands at the beginning, and he didn't care about it now; the scholar stared at it, but there was only solemnity in his eyes, and there was no yin and evil.

The judge had floated up, raised the scales again, and reached into the saint's chest with one hand.

Yan Xinglie grabbed the hilt of the sword, but the scholar seemed to be in the middle, the bearded man was a little more righteous after all, his lips squirmed for a while, and he didn't say anything to stop it;

However, as soon as the judge's finger touched the goddess, she retracted as if electrocuted, and then retreated into the convoy without looking back.

The bearded man breathed a sigh of relief, Li Changan was confused, and the scholar said regretfully:

And so it was. ”

........................

Early the next morning.

The rising sun casts a warm light from the clear clear sky after the rain.

Li Changan was still in a bit of a trance.

Rainy night, betrayal, fighting, ghost city, sword light and blood shadow, city god asking for life, the king of the government to judge the crime...... The strange light that came in this short overnight inevitably made people feel like a dream.

He looked at the lake in front of him with fascination.

Unlike the clarity I saw under the water last night, the rain brought a lot of sediment and grass and trees, and the waves on the water surface were filled with layers of foam and dregs, and the turbid waves tumbled and spit out one after another soaked white corpses.

"Xianggong!"

I heard a terrible howl in my ears.

The White Lotus Saintess, who had turned back into a human form, staggered towards a richly dressed floating corpse in the water.

But halfway through, he was mercilessly caught by the bearded man.

"You demon girl, I don't know how many people have been ruined in the past, why do you have to act like a fool today?!"

The woman stared at the floating corpse in a daze, or the white lotus left envoy, for a long time, only to turn her head to look at the beard a little bit, and for a long time, her delicate face suddenly laughed, and she made a sad appearance that I saw pity.

"Why is Uncle Yan so ruthless when he speaks?"

Yan Xinglie frowned.

"Which one is your uncle?!

"Alas, it turns out that Uncle Shi doesn't remember. The saint's eyebrows and eyes flowed like hooks, "I'm Qing'er, my name is still the ...... you gave me"

The coldness on the bearded man's face gradually turned into disbelief, and his huge body trembled slightly as if it had been subjected to a violent impact.

"Do you remember......

The White Lotus Saintess laughed heartily and viciously.

"That's right, I'm the daughter of your best brother Li Kuiqi, Li Qing'er. ”

"Bang. ”

Yan Xinglie's eyes were red, and he drew his sword out of its sheath.