"Welcome to the Divine Monarch's throne!" At this moment, those ghosts seemed to have sensed something, and they all saluted Wen Fei.

Wen Fei looked at himself, and actually turned into the appearance of the ghost emperor again, wearing a crown robe. Looking at the surroundings again, it seems to be somewhat familiar. Suddenly a realization arose.

This is the Dazun Temple in Luoyang City, the projection in the Yin world, but it is much more brilliant than the building in the Yang world, that is, there is a broken grass house in the Yang World to worship, and a big temple can be projected in the Yin World.

What's more, the Dazun Temple in Luoyang City was originally the City God Temple, but now it is occupied by Wen Fei. Coupled with the expansion of that Deng Liushou, now that he has obtained the call of the imperial court, he can be upgraded to a Taoist palace. Naturally, in the underworld, a large huge palace is projected. All of them were shrouded in white light. occupies the middle of the entire Yin Si City.

The city god is the protector of the city, and a place cannot be without a city god, just as a city cannot be managed without officials. Therefore, the city god was killed by Wen Fei, and the responsibility of the city god was all shifted to Wen Fei.

I saw that above the snow-white divine light of the Great Temple, I don't know when a layer of black gas was entangled. Those wisps of black qi floated from all directions, and there were more and more postures.

Wen Fei was taken aback for a moment, this black qi knew at a glance that it was not a good path, pressing on the white light, and from time to time conjuring up all kinds of devil grimaces, hideous and terrifying.

At this time, Wen Fei realized that he had trapped himself by killing the city god, and he had no choice but to come to this yin division every night to deal with official business.

These black qi are all resentment, although the ghost emperor is distracted, but his sanity is too low, and he has no way to deal with government affairs. There are hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Luoyang City, and they don't know that there are hundreds of people living and dying every day, and these need to be asked by Wen Fei.

The Song Dynasty was a pivotal moment in the history of the gods. At this time, the system of heaven and hell in the later world had not yet been established. The city god in every place, even if it is a prince, there is no one to control it. When the power of nature is great, the responsibility is great, and the management of the Yin Division in one place is pressed on Wen Fei's head.

Wen Fei felt strange at first, but when he arrived at the Dazun Temple, he suddenly gasped. Before Wen Fei could react, what had happened, he saw a group of evil ghosts, and saw Wen Fei saluting: "Welcome the Divine Monarch back to his house!"

For some time, political affairs have not been dealt with. I don't know how much resentment has accumulated, although I don't know what the exact consequences will be. But I also know that it will cause a big mess!

No wonder it is said that the immortals are free, and the gods are tired. Later generations of Taoists paid attention to exorcising gods and ghosts, and being a carefree immortal, no one was willing to have a priesthood. I see......

Wen Fei vomited in his heart while drawing on the official document. It's not that Wen Fei wants to be so diligent, or that Wen Fei has such power**, it's really that the black gas above his head is accumulating more and more. These are all the resentments of the ghosts who are imprisoned, if you don't solve these accumulated cases quickly, otherwise even if you think with your ass, Wen Fei won't be able to please himself!

Fortunately, these backlogged official duties are actually quite simple, Wen Fei only needs to draw a stroke below to express his consent, and then stamp the Ghost Emperor's jade seal. It's nothing more than reports of newly dead ghosts, those who should go to the ghost prison will go to the ghost prison, and those who should be allowed to go as they please.

Whenever Wen Fei puts on a copy, there is a ghost around him and takes it away. In a moment, the resentment accumulated in the sky above Yin Si was reduced by one point.

After wearing one hundred and eighty copies, Wen Fei found out that there was not even one reincarnated child. couldn't help but be a little surprised, and asked the ghost standing beside him, "Why isn't there even a reincarnated one?"

The ghost said with a smile: "Dazun doesn't know what a great fortune it is to be reincarnated to have a chance. Even if we are blessed to live in our netherworld city, there are not many ghosts who are protected by the divine power of the Divine Monarch......"

Wen Fei thought about it, reincarnation was not as simple as ordinary people expected. Either accumulate virtue by yourself, or surpass the monk's path, you will have the opportunity to enjoy this treatment.

"Yes, yes!" the ghost suddenly remembered something: "A few days ago, there was a yin ghost holding the Dharma Urn of the Great Venerable. It's just that Dazun has not returned to his position, and he has been backlogged. The villain will come to him immediately!"

Wen Fei nodded appreciatively, it seems that this ghost is also very excited. But in his heart, he also wondered that his own scripture Zixiao Yantian Sutra had only been given out for a few days. It's just been awarded to a few people, why did someone die so quickly?

Fortunately, the ghost immediately brought the yin ghost up, and sure enough, the yin ghost was a trembling old man, seventy or eighty, that is, he became a ghost, and his body was also very light. This kind of normal person who dies of life rarely has the opportunity to become a ghost, after all, in the process of old death, the three souls and seven spirits begin to slowly leave the body. By the time they really lost their breath, those three souls and seven spirits didn't know where to go.

Fortunately, this old man has Wen Fei's prayer urn on his body, which turned into a faint white light, protecting his body up and down, so that he can still have a trace of his soul.

When the old man saw Wen Fei, he showed a hint of ecstasy: "It turned out to be an immortal master, and it turned out that the god of this city god was an immortal master." Immortal Master, I am a pious and faithful king under your seat, Immortal Master, ......"

Hearing such a shout, Wen Fei remembered. This is also when he was in Luoyang, after he and Lin Lingsu had just killed the original city god and occupied the city god throne. It just so happened that this Wang Dafu actually paid 10 million yuan to get the Wenfei talisman. Wen Fei was trying to see if the talisman granted by him had any effect after he occupied the Yin Division. He gave the first Zixiao Yan Heavenly Scripture Urn. But he didn't expect that the old man would die so soon. I think it's also the old man who knows that he is going to die, so he is so generous to buy the prayer urn at a large price.

"Hmm," Wen Fei replied lightly: "Take this king...... Take out the life and death book of the rich man and look at it!"

The ghost quickly took out a scroll and presented it with both hands. Wen Fei took it and glanced at it casually. Seeing this old man, he has never done anything good in his life, and he is simply the virtue of a standard local tyrant and inferior gentry. When he was about to die, he married a sixteen-year-old concubine in the seventeenth room. And the methods used do not seem to be very glorious......

Although Wen Fei is not a good person, he is also a little indignant after reading this file. This reason is very simple, in reality, a bad guy with pus on the soles of his feet does not prevent him from hating those villains when he watches movies and television......