Your presence, your arrival, is undoubtedly their savior.

The white-clothed Langjun was even more puzzled, he was just a walker who could do his best, saving the suffering in danger, and it was a hot-blooded man's righteous act, but he didn't expect that there would be such a grand ending of the feat, and he couldn't help but sigh.

My actions are not bodhisattvas who save suffering, they are all within my ability. And to help them get justice, I'm afraid there is nothing you can do, right?

The white-clothed Langjun asked suspiciously.

Don't be confident, lo and behold, they're already waiting for you over there!

Can't you see anything?

When you go to that dark place, you will see it.

The white-clothed man walked over, and after stopping in a corner where there was no sunlight, in an instant, countless souls rushed in.

Men, women, and children, all suffered. Everyone rushed to express their grievances, so noisy that their ears could not hear clearly. Comfort everyone and say, don't make noise, come one by one, and I will help you. You speak first. Pointing to a man in his seventies.

The people of my small village, because my son refused to join the army, they imprisoned our family of 15 here, denied us food and drink, and beat us every day.

Such a cruel thing, there will be no one else except the thief soldiers.

Why not go to the judge?

went, the judge said that this catastrophe, there are many unjust souls, and it cannot be arranged for a while, and it is necessary to wait for the opportunity. However, seeing that it has been almost two years, it is still the same sentence, continue to wait.

Yes, in this turmoil, I don't know how many innocent lives have dispersed, and the underworld is naturally full of ghosts, so it is conceivable that it will be difficult to arrange a rebirth. What can I do for you in such a situation?

We all know that you are born for justice, and it will not be a problem to help us.

There's a reason why they think so, and maybe I can do it.

"How can I help you?"

The old man smiled and said, it's very simple, as long as you open the door to the region.

The gateway to the region?

Right.

Haven't you seen the judges, why do you want me to open the door to the territory?

Yes, I have seen the judge, but it is not the region, but the City God Temple.

The white-clothed gentleman understands, so how do I do it?

All it takes is the spirit sword to break through that wall.

Along the wall that the old man pointed to is the wall of death row, which is easy to do. However, if we do this, won't we be startled? No, we have to think of another way.

The old man said, don't worry, Shaoxia, we will help you get them.

When the words fell, countless unjust souls became powerful, grimacing and fluttering, opening their teeth and claws, scaring the soldiers on death row and fainting.

The white-clothed Langjun applauded in his heart, seized the opportunity, jumped up, and waved the spirit sword, and suddenly, there was a loud bang like a mountain and a sea, and the wall collapsed after a puff of black gas.

Strange, what kind of wall!

Isn't there magic?

In such a situation, the white-clothed Langjun realized that there was a problem, and he didn't wait for the exit to block.

Those ghosts scrambled to flee regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, and the head-breaking ones scrambled to escape. Unexpectedly, a big clay figure formed by a black gas, its mouth swallowed the ghost like a hat, and in an instant, the clay figure disappeared, and then, laughing so happily, it seemed to be in his arms, triumphant. There was a voice again, how is it, I didn't expect it!hahaha,,,,

This voice is quite familiar, and it is undoubtedly the voice that I will hear for the rest of my life. It's a pity that the quality of her voice has changed, and it is no longer the same voice as before, warm and sweet.