In the dark street, suddenly there was a dark shadow, hanging far behind them. The ghost was secretly careful in his heart, but Xu Xian didn't realize it, and watched the night view of Hangzhou by himself.

There were more and more black shadows, but they came out of which horn, and they followed closer and closer, and when they came closer, they were all ghosts.

Some of their faces were bruised and swollen, some had broken necks and drooping heads, and some were covered in blood. There is also the ghost who has been turned into a ghost for too long and has not been seen again. One by one, they followed, occasionally making a strange scream. It's shocking to hear.

The ghost was terrified in his heart, how could the ghosts and ghosts in Hangzhou City come out. Raising his eyes, Xu Xian was still walking quietly in front, with no fear on his face, no, he should have never seen any expression. The ghost cha suddenly realized, it turned out that they were all attracted by the light emanating from Xu Xian's body, and yang energy is what all ghosts need. Even if the mind is not clear, the yearning for that light and heat is instinctive.

Xu Xian didn't speak, just strode forward, and that calm attitude made the ghosts around him let go of their hanging hearts. One person moved forward, and the hundred ghosts followed the night tour, and this kind of power couldn't help but make him feel a shock. Even if his City God Emperor Zhao Wenhui relied on his priesthood to suppress the ghosts, he did not have this kind of courage.

In front of the City God Temple, Xu Xian walked straight in, and the ghosts did not dare to enter, wandering outside the temple gate, refusing to leave.

Zhao Wenhui greeted him with a smile on his face, and arched his hand: "Daoist friends are really extraordinary, please take a seat." ”

The two of them sat down, and the waiter had already served tea, which was fragrant and fragrant, not as good as ordinary products. But Xu Xian was useless, and pointed to the group of ghosts outside the door and said: "Chenghuang judges the yin, isn't this the king's responsibility? Why don't you care?" Xu Xian's words were quite polite, but Zhao Wenhui didn't care, if such people abide by the etiquette of the mortal world, he would feel strange!

"Do you know when there are the most demons?"

"But in times of war?"

"Exactly, Shenzhou Lu is sinking, the beacon smoke is everywhere, the resentment and murderous spirit are soaring into the sky, and it is difficult to resolve it even if you use immortal means. But then there is this peaceful and prosperous era. ”

"Taiping and prosperous times?" Xu Xian understood after thinking about it, the best era of general folk customs is the era of turning from chaos to rule and recuperation. often pass down the virtue of not leaving a trail behind and never closing the door at night. And when it comes to the peaceful and prosperous era, there are countless people who have died unexplained.

"Such ghosts who die with hatred and have great resentment, I have nothing to do with them. There are even some who have achieved success in cultivation and extraordinary mana, and they are even more arrogant. "Zhao Wenhui wants to speak and stops, his city god is not as beautiful as it seems, but the pain in it is difficult to explain to people.

"Aren't there any Yin soldiers?" asked Xu Xian.

"I'm just a city god, I don't have soldiers, and even if I have soldiers. Just like the government in this yang world, even though there are countless soldiers and horses, can there be no bandits in the governance?"

Xu Xian thought about it, there are difficulties in the yang world, and there are also difficulties in the underworld, and you will not be able to do whatever you want just because you have a little mana. Since there are difficulties, there must be something to ask, Xu Xian said: "Jun has been invited again and again, presumably there must be something to invite, the last time I got the favor of the king, I have not yet had time to report, as far as I can say, I will do my best." "It is necessary to receive favors as soon as possible, this is what Xu Xian is thinking about now. The reason why Xu Xian came was to see the gods of this world, and the reason why he came to break the cause and effect of the Yang Dan.

Zhao Wenhui knows that for this kind of person, etiquette is useless, you don't feel happy when you praise him, and you don't feel angry if you despise him, it's better to tell him directly, but save each other trouble. simply confessed and described his difficulties.

It turned out that he was an ordinary rich family during his lifetime, but he had accumulated virtue and done good deeds all his life, and after his death, Yan Jun allowed me to be reincarnated in a rich and noble family, and he was unwilling to devote himself to reincarnation.

It's just that he is not the material to be an official, but he still has some sense of responsibility, he has lasted for more than ten years, and he is tired and tired all day long to deal with official business, but he feels that he is more tired than alive.

As a result, he did good deeds in his life but ended up in this end, and sorrow came from it, and he cried a lot by the Nai He Bridge, and just happened to Judge Cui passing by, so he paid attention to him, and asked him to find someone who could be replaced, and he went to Yan Jun to intercede for him. It's just that the more peaceful and prosperous the world, the fewer virtuous people are, the states and counties in the world, a place needs a city god, where to find a replacement person.

Na Yue was meditating hard, and a golden light crossed the sky, so he moved his mind and invited Xu Xian to take a look. He has been a city god for more than ten years, and he also has some knowledge, and when he looks at Xu Xian's eyes, he knows that he is the person he needs. After checking the book of life and death, I found that he had accumulated more than 100,000 merits in the body of cloth, although he had been cut off 100,000 recently, but it was more than enough to serve as the city god.

The faces of the four ghosts next to him were distorted, and they couldn't laugh or cry, but they didn't expect the adults who have always been very good at taking big things to be so thoughtful. They didn't know that Zhao Wenhui was so majestic when he saw the official master when he was born, and in order to be a good official, he pretended to be an official for more than ten years. was stunned to turn Zhao Dashan, who was always kind and smiling in his life, into the unsmiling Chenghuang Jun now. At this moment, I can finally express my thoughts, which is really endless.

Xu Xian knew it in his heart, and thought for a while: "I can take this position temporarily, so that you have a time to rest, but this matter is still in vain, and it is not possible to leave the Yang World now." ”

Zhao Wenhui was disappointed in his heart, but he was relieved to finally have a person with a top tank. The four ghosts under him are all martial artists, and none of them can help him solve the case, even if he himself is groping. There are 365 days a year, and there is not even a holiday to say, how can you not complain. It might be nice to have a beautiful little secretary, but the four around him are all extremely ugly men who can lose all motivation to work at a glance. It is not easy to persist in working in this harsh environment for more than ten years.

Zhao Wenhui said hello, and after a while, the mountain-like copywriting was placed in the hall. Embarrassed: "This is all an errand that the foolish brother has accumulated over the years, please start dealing with it tonight!"

Xu Xian stepped forward and took out a copy at random, looked through it, and put it down again. "Is there a law of the underworld?"

Zhao Wenhui patted his head, I was confused. So a bunch of laws were carried out of the library, and Xu Xian looked at them one by one. He already has the ability to never forget, and now he is out of the body, and he is even more extraordinary. At a glance and ten lines, the laws are clear in the chest, and not a word is missing.

With a stick of incense, Xu Xian put down the last law, raised his head and said, "You can start." ”

In the City God Temple, Xu Xian sat unceremoniously on the hall, the file was placed in front of him one by one, and he lowered his head and corrected it intently. There is a new death in the hall is a ghost who is brought up, or crying, or scolding, or forgive, Xu Xian's face does not change, according to the law of Yin Si in the chest, one by one, there is no hesitation between the criticism, and there is a law.

What he did was the thing of the city god judging the yin.

Ping said that Zhao Wen would break a ghost, those who cried bitterly should be pity, those who scolded angrily should be beaten, the good ones should be commended, and the bad ones should be reprimanded. And Xu Xian, no matter what the people in the hall were, just relied on the law of Yin Si to do what he wanted, and he wrote the judgment of each ghost, handed it over to the ghost, and pasted it behind the ghost.

If you have enough of them, you will be driven by another ghost and sent to Hades, or you will be reborn by the six realms of reincarnation or sent to hell to be punished. This is the meaning of the existence of the city god, if every ghost is escorted to the underworld for retrial, not to mention the cost of travel. I don't know how many people have died in the world, where can I get so much effort.

One of the four ghosts was driving, one was charging ghosts, one was sending papers, and one was beaten, so that Xu Xian's group turned. In normal times, I can still sit down to watch the trial, but today I can't care about it at all. Zhao Wenhui wanted to help, but he couldn't intervene, so he was happy. Looking at the scrolls on the table, the volumes were lowered, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile. After drinking the tea and watching it for a while, he turned around twice and simply turned to the back and went to sleep, the ghost knows why the ghost still sleeps.

Xu Xian processed the things in front of him as quickly as a computer, but the absorption of the power of the sun never stopped. Later, the ghosts in the hall saw only one figure in the golden light in the hall, which was not trembling.

"Well, grandpa has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, never believing in evil, where the villain pretends to be a ghost. Suddenly, a ghost broke free from the red-faced ghost's oppression and swooped down on the hall, like a tiger pounced, and the wind came in a narrow wind, and it was much faster than alive.

The distance of several battles was imminent, and in an instant, he was only a few feet away from Xu Xian.