Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 278

The judge was arrogant at first but respectful later because he had a clear understanding of the current situation.

After all, the geographical advantages that we had carefully planned out were now completely in the hands of the other side.

This is not just shooting oneself in the foot, but rather putting on the chains and shackles that one has forged oneself.

Who would have thought that the other party actually understood their own inheritance system better than themselves?
Therefore, this battle could not be fought at all.

However, Li Zhuiyuan had no intention of talking at all.

If it weren't for the protection of the man under the peach forest, the other party would have entered Nantong long ago.

Even so, it still cannot change the fact that people are blocking me at my doorstep.

This account must be settled.

Liu Yumei's reactions at certain times may be considered excessive in the eyes of ordinary people, but Liu Yumei really understands the world of martial arts, and she knows very well that if you do not give a thunderous response to the so-called provocation, you will face endless troubles next.

Young man, I don't like trouble.

Except for Runsheng who was protecting Li Zhuiyuan, everyone else immediately pounced on the nearest general.

The chief judge threw another order stick upwards and shouted, "Stand up!"

The four generals and eight generals below once again worked together, trying to cooperate and stand up.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes fell on the palm of his right hand. The blood mist surged rapidly and poured into the formation flag. He said in a deep voice:

"town!"

"Om."

The efforts of the four generals and eight commanders failed again and they all sat back in their chairs.

They are souls, and this kind of miasma is meant to suppress beings like them. Its effect on people in the world of the living is relatively weaker.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you don’t get so scared by this scene that your legs go weak and you kneel down.

Zhao Yi came in front of a ghost general. Compared with the ghost general, the ghost general had not only the original armor, but also a cloak, a general flag on the armrest of the chair, and a sword hanging on the back.

At this moment, Gui Shuai's body was still shaking violently, which meant that he was still fighting fiercely against the miasma.

Zhao Yi flicked his sleeves, and an antique silver mirror fell into his palm. He made a seal with his right hand and held the mirror with his left hand.

First use magic to break the barrier in front of Ghost Commander, then stick the silver mirror to his forehead.

"Yin Yang and the Five Elements, the mountain ghost opens the way, breaks through the formation, and there is no blessing in life or death."

The silver mirror began to rotate and gradually cast a light.

This luster comes from Gui Shuai's body.

"The Secret of Mountain Ghosts Clearing the Way" is not a rare magic trick and is widely circulated in the world. As the name suggests, its original meaning is to seek help from local mountain ghosts and monsters through the method of "barter". It can be used when one is lost or trapped. It can also be understood as a form of protection fee.

But ordinary magic can be used in different ways in the hands of different people. The silver mirror is a huge artifact that can be used to amplify and magnify things. Zhao Yi used it as a guide to draw out the original soul power of the Ghost Marshal, which is equivalent to "bleeding" the Ghost Marshal.

Rich ghost energy surged out. This was high-quality ghost energy that Gui Shuai had absorbed and refined himself. It was completely different from ordinary stuff.

Diagonally in front of him, Lord Baihe, who was attacking a ghost general, subconsciously took a deep breath and looked intoxicated.

The predecessor of Baihe Tongzi was the Ghost King. Even after he became a Yin God and transformed into the Zhenjun system, he still retained his independence.

The boy needs this kind of refined soul power, which is a great tonic for him.

But at this moment everyone was busy fighting off their opponents, so it was impossible for the boy to go and eat.

Moreover, everyone's methods are generally simple and crude. It is good enough if they can successfully open the coconut violently. Only Zhao Yi can make a hole and insert a straw to draw out the coconut water.

Zhao Yi noticed this and tore off his clothes, exposing the peach blossom on his chest. The pure ghost energy that gushed out turned and sank into the peach blossom.

The conspicuous peach blossoms began to darken, and Zhao Yi's face also darkened.

He himself cannot handle the evil spirits, and absorbing them into his body will only increase his burden.

But for Lin Shuyou, he still did it.

Gui Shuai watched the other party's "packing up meals" behavior with his own eyes, and he was so angry that the skin on his face almost stuck to each other.

"Do you dare to fight me fairly?"

As the Ghost Commander, his status in the underworld is really high. Normally, when he feels like it, he would "skin and peel off the bones and fry them in oil" other ghosts. He never thought that one day he would become meat on the chopping board.

Zhao Yi laughed and said, "You made it sound like you were planning to have a fair fight from the beginning. It seems that you were unreasonable when you were alive, and you are unreasonable even after you die and become a ghost."

After the ridicule, Zhao Yi rubbed his ten fingers, muttered something silently, then placed his hands on the back of Gui Shuai's head and pressed down with all ten fingers!

The light on the silver mirror became stronger, Gui Shuai let out a painful sound from his throat, and the soul power in his body overflowed at a faster rate.

The real bodies of the four generals and eight commanders are not here. They all draw on their own soul power and rely on the skeletons they find.

Theoretically, they can be defeated. After the skeleton collapses, the remaining soul can just go back, and the cost is nothing more than severe damage to the main body.

However, Zhao Yi's method of "pumping water" makes it almost impossible to give Gui Shuai a chance to escape. Once all the soul power that came out this time is destroyed, the price their bodies will pay will no longer be serious injuries, but demotion.

From a ghost commander, I fell back into an ordinary wandering soul. Although I didn’t “die”, it was more difficult to accept than killing them.

Gui Shuai sensed the power of this. He no longer cared about maintaining his dignity and quickly said:

"I admit defeat, and you can stop. If the underworld sees me one day, I will repay you for your kindness!"

Zhao Yi: "This is a request, why does it sound like a threat?"

Gui Shuai: "I have many colleagues and friends. What you did today, aren't you afraid of being robbed after death? When you maintain your longevity in the future, when life and death are uncertain, be careful of the ghost coming to claim your life!"

Zhao Yi: "Oh, don't fool me. Fengdu is indeed a paradise on earth for the dead, but when did Fengdu represent reincarnation? I will die of old age in the future, but I am not interested in being a lonely ghost."

Just be a human being, be a human being, don't be greedy for those trivial things, and you can really achieve strength without desires.

Therefore, no matter how many methods and means the Dragon Kings of all generations have, they basically will not try to break the shackles of normal lifespan.

Gui Shuai: "I will curse you to fall into the oil pan and go through eighteen layers..."

Zhao Yi: "Shut up!"

He exerted force with his ten fingers, like milking, and a large amount of ghost energy erupted.

Half of the peach petals on Zhao Yi's chest had turned black, making him feel nauseous.

Fortunately, this ghost general was finally squeezed dry.

Not only was he unable to maintain his body and degenerated back into a skeleton, but the skeleton itself also turned into powder.

To be honest, the feeling of having enemies unable to move and allowing you to pick them at will is really pleasing to the body and mind.

Also, this ghost coach threatened the wrong person. It was true that Zhao Yi was saving milk for Lin Shuyou.

But even if he didn't do this, the miasma outside was controlled by the man named Li. How could he give these generals a chance to recover their souls and return to Fengdu?
Mr. Li would rather pour the milk into the river!

Solve one and move on to the next.

Except for Zhao Yi, everyone else rushed to the ghost general, because everyone knew what was going on.

The one who was most confident was Runsheng. He knew that he had no way to deal with these souls, so he simply stayed to protect Xiaoyuan instead of leaving.

Even so, Zhao Yi is still the most efficient.

"Mr. Li, please lend me the Zhao family's ancestral magic weapon!"

This shout was filled with sadness.

The ancestor's copper coin sword was the most convenient for Zhao Yi to use, but he had to borrow it every time.

Li Zhuiyuan was not stingy. He took out a handful of copper coins and threw them to Zhao Yi.

The young man has to continue to suppress the miasma and confront the judge. The task of eliminating the ghost general still depends on Zhao Yi to take the lead.

He took the copper coin in his hand and turned it into a sword with a flip of his wrist.

"Mr. Li, I might really steal this sword!"

"you try."

"I'm really moved and want to give it a try. Do you think I dare?"

"you dare?"

"Don't threaten me. Even if I really took your sword, what can you do?"

After seeing the tablets of the Qin and Liu families and kowtowed to old lady Liu to receive some advice, Zhao Yi's mentality changed a lot.

Those old immortals in the family had long been on his list of people to be eliminated in the future. He was willing to give up all the old immortals, so why would he be reluctant to give up the so-called Zhao family treasure house?
If they continue to stare at these bottles and jars, their eye sockets will become shallower with each generation, and there is no chance that the Zhao family will produce a Dragon King again.

It would be better to really take this copper coin sword and give Mr. Li an excuse to visit his own treasury. According to Mr. Li's character, he will always return your things at double the value after taking them. It is not a loss to spend money to get a skill, after all, you can't buy the latter at all.

With the copper coin sword in hand, it will be much easier to face the next ghost general.

First, stab the copper coin sword into the ghost commander's forehead. This was once a magic weapon belonging to the Dragon King, and it was specially used to defeat evil spirits. Although this ghost commander had a place in the underworld, he was not like the White Crane Boy who was cleansed and came ashore to become a ghost god.

In an instant, white smoke rose and a hole appeared on his forehead.

The silver mirror was put in, white light was released violently, and Gui Shuai's body trembled more violently.

Zhao Yi placed the copper coin sword on the back of Gui Shuai's head and hit him continuously to speed up the process.

Practice makes perfect. Zhao Yi is becoming more and more adept at burning the devil commander with a sword.

But the peach blossom on his chest turned completely black, and Zhao Yi's lips gradually turned purple.

However, he has not reached his limit. His peach blossom has turned black, but his heart is still red, which means that he still has room to continue to be black-hearted.

Lin Shuyou had just dealt with the first ghost general, and his method was much more brutal. He first used double maces to break its carrier, and then the boy used magic to suppress and kill its soul.

Before the ghost's soul collapsed, he roared and asked:

"You and I are of the same kind, why are we so eager to fight each other?"

Before the boy could answer, the ghost general collapsed.

When it attacked the second ghost general, it said, "They are all ghosts..."

The boy who was pent up with anger finally got a chance to release his anger and cursed back, "I am ashamed to be associated with you!"

Ghost General: "It's just that he became a Yin God..."

Boy: "I am ashamed to be associated with the Yin spirit!"

Ghost General: "So what on earth are you now?"

Lin Shuyou: "Under the seat of Nantong corpse-recoverer Li - Lord White Crane!"

The double maces were used again and smashed hard.

There is a sense of drawing a line between myself and the bohemian self of the past.

Tan Wenbin faced the ghost general in front of him with his eyes closed and his hands open.

Centipedes, monkeys, rhinos, pythons, all these phantoms are now clinging to the face of this ghost general, frantically destroying his perception.

The speed is slow, but the progress is steady.

When a person is cut into a human stick, his life will be worse than death. When all senses are wiped out of the soul, it will naturally be unable to survive.

Strands of chaotic ghost energy continued to emanate from the ghost general. The more ghost energy there was, the stronger his struggle became.

Sisters Liang Yan and Liang Li did not separate. They chose to join forces to break the ghost general's soul barrier with a formation, and then drive silver nails into the soul general's body one by one.

After the silver nails are arranged, the second layer of "peeling" is initiated, and then the silver needles are applied.

The two sisters peeled off the ghost layer by layer like they were peeling an onion until it completely disintegrated.

This efficiency is second only to their leader Zhao Yi.

"what!!!"

"Wait a minute, it's not matched properly this time, wait for me to match it again."

The ghost general who fell in front of Yin Meng was the most miserable.

Others were either hit hard by every punch or shattered to pieces, but he was the only one who had to face a new combination of poisons time and time again.

The feeling of being tied to a chair and forced to enjoy a feast is truly excruciating.

Unfortunately, Yin Meng's playing feel was very bad today. After several attempts, none of his moves were effective. Not only did he fail to defeat the enemy in one wave, but he also gave the ghost general a hard time.

"Have you forgotten your last name?"

"You are a member of the Yin family!"

"How could you do this!"

What’s even more frustrating is that this ghost general cannot curse before his death like other generals do, because Yin Meng’s real surname is “Yin”.

Even if his soul power was completely destroyed here and his body in Fengdu was degraded to a wandering soul, he would most likely become the target of torture by his former colleagues because of his abuse of the Yin family today, in order to distance themselves from him.

Yin Meng: "You know my last name, you know where I come from, but you still dare to block me at the door of my new home!"

Ghost General: “…”

As the only contemporary bloodline of the Yin family, the judge's previous attitude towards her showed that she should have certain privileges, or at least distinction, in this wave.

But the more people gave it to her, the more she dared not to ask for it. Yin Meng knew where her roots were.

When I was in Fengdu before, my father was murdered and my grandfather was paralyzed and in a coma. I never saw any apparitions of my ancestors, nor did I see any ghost messenger send me any pension or subsidy. The only welfare care I really enjoyed was the rent reduction or exemption every quarter by the street office for my widow and orphan.

How could it be possible for her to think from the perspective of the underworld and the so-called "Yin family" now?

Furthermore, Yin Meng has always been clear that he is just a pendant of the Yin family's bloodline. In terms of kinship, Brother Xiaoyuan is the true descendant of his ancestor.

It was Brother Xiaoyuan who gave the order to kill these evil grandsons. Does her sinister attitude matter?

"Wow..."

The latest ratio was ready. I didn't know if it was due to the cumulative effects of the previous phases or if the correct formula had been worked out this time. In any case, the ghost general began to melt rapidly, and in the end, even the bones turned into pus.

Yin Meng looked at the knife hanging behind the chair and reached out to grab it, but as soon as she reached out, the knife turned into a piece of bamboo.

Obviously, they did not really bring their weapons with them. The weapons on the chairs were all like the magical tridents that the White Crane Boy liked to condense.

Yin Meng walked to the next ghost general. It was a short distance, and Yin Meng walked while reciting in his heart and gesturing with his hands.

She was remembering the feeling of the previous mix and maintaining the feel.

The next ghost general saw her and let out a sharp cry:
"Miss Yin!!!"

Yin Meng was startled, and the feeling just now disappeared.

"Miss Yin, how can you help the tyrant and not distinguish between friend and foe?"

Yin Meng: "You asked for it. Don't think I'm slow. I'll continue to find the feeling and match it slowly."

The judge at the top could only watch as his men were killed one by one. His heart was bleeding, but he was powerless to do anything because even he himself was suppressed by the miasma he had set up.

The judge stared at Li Zhuiyuan with red eyes:
"Since you are so close to my Fengdu, why didn't you tell me in time!"

This question was asked truthfully. If they had known that Li Zhuiyuan was so familiar with Fengdu, their strategy would have been different.

At least, he wouldn't be so stupid as to copy Fengdu's approach and hand the knife to the young man.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Did you give me a chance to tell me?"

Judge: "Now, we can mediate and ask your people to stop!"

Li Zhuiyuan: “Dream on.”

Judge: "If you want to continue westward, you must know what you are doing today. Do you think you can reach Fengdu safely?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I wanted to take a car directly to Fengdu. You were the ones who started the trouble. Now you are blaming me. It is unreasonable."

Judge: "Young man, sometimes there are things that cannot be solved simply by reasoning."

Li Zhuiyuan: “Well, I’ve always understood this.”

Judge: "No, you don't understand. You don't know how majestic and terrifying the underworld is. You don't know the supreme power of me, the King of Fengdu!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "You speak as if you understand. I can tell you clearly that the Great Emperor knows that I have obtained His true inheritance. Didn't the Great Emperor tell you when you came out?"

Judge: “You…”

Li Zhuiyuan: "Or is it that your coming out to stop me was not really instructed by the Great Emperor, but was a cover-up by you?"

Judge: "Even if you have obtained the inheritance, you are a young man from the mortal world, you are not qualified to go to Fengdu at this time!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "What about her, the Yin family bloodline?"

Judge: "What kind of joke is the Yin family bloodline? I don't believe you don't know!"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded. At this moment, he finally got some valuable information about Fengdu.

Just as Zhao Yi and I had thought before, this attack on himself and Zhao Yi's team did not come from the direct instructions of the emperor.

At least for now, if a transcendent being like the Great Emperor completely stood against him and was willing to withstand the backlash of heaven and attack him, he would surely die.

But if the emperor did not take sides and just watched from a high position, then although the battle between himself and his men would still be difficult, at least it would no longer be unsolvable.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't believe that the emperor was unaware of the behavior of his subordinates.

The river water was directed by the emperor himself; Yin Meng's sacrifice was able to communicate with the emperor, and the two sides have always maintained friendly communication channels, otherwise the emperor would not have shown emotional behavior when Zhao Yi gave the dog Lazy Zi away last time.

Li Zhuiyuan now suspects that the emperor is learning the way of heaven, and that the way of heaven regards himself as a knife. This time, the emperor also wants to borrow his knife to use.

But as an existence in Fengdu whose words are law, he was able to destroy a hidden family with just one decree last time. Li Zhuiyuan didn't believe that the emperor had lost control over his subordinates.

It seems that his real purpose can only be known after arriving in Fengdu.

The prerequisite is that you can reach Fengdu.

Because if there is further resistance, I will no longer be given the opportunity to control it at will.

The main reason is that the real bodies of these generals are not here, so I have no way to completely eliminate them.

The ghosts that come out of Fengdu later must be aware of his familiarity with Fengdu’s heritage.

At this time, the judge raised his head and opened his mouth, and a cloud of black mist spurted out of his mouth and rushed straight upwards.

The battle flags and ghost shadows above trembled.

This is because he knows that the situation here is irreversible and plans to escape.

The blood mist in Li Zhuiyuan's right palm became thicker, and it could even be said that it was no longer blood mist, but blood beads. After gathering on the formation flag in the palm of his hand, it became particularly deep red.

"boom!"

The black fog failed to break out in the first round of attack and had to be forced back into the body again.

A crack appeared between the eyebrows of the judge's body.

He looked at the boy viciously.

The boy didn't look at him.

He should have left long ago, the moment he discovered that he was in control of the miasma.

At that time, the ghost shadow flag above his head had to suppress the four generals and eight commanders below, and the number of flags allocated to him was not much.

Now, with Zhao Yi and his men killing the general, Li Zhuiyuan was able to put more power of suppression on the judge.

Of course, even if he tried to leave at the first moment, Li Zhuiyuan could stop him, it would just cost him a little more.

The judge swayed his body and slapped the table with his hands, and the black mist rushed up again at an even more powerful speed.

Li Zhuiyuan sat cross-legged, placed the battle flag in front of him, and held it with both hands.

"boom!"

The boy's body shook, but the miasma remained stable.

The second round of attack still failed.

The black mist returned to the body again, and large cracks appeared on the judge's face.

Then, for the third time, the judge stood up suddenly, raised his arms, and growled.

The black fog whistled upwards like a burning flame, and before it made contact, the miasma above it split open on its own.

This is a desperate effort.

Li Zhuiyuan recited the Liu family's Qi-Watching Technique to activate the Feng Shui around his body, evolving his Qi towards that of the Great Emperor. A shadow appeared behind the young man.

In fact, Li Zhuiyuan knew that there was the figure of the emperor behind him. After all, he inherited the emperor's legacy. But the one behind him now was fake, but it was enough to show off his power.

The burning black fog slowed down, as if it sensed the aura that made it despair and terror. The ghosts above were collectively excited at this moment, waving their flags particularly vigorously.

As expected, the inheritance of the great emperor can only be used by the great emperor himself.

From this we can see that the decline of the Yin family was not only due to their own lack of ambition, but also because the emperor's inheritance was not suitable for "inheritance" at all, which was an important reason.

After returning to the body again, the Judge's body began to crack, with skin and flesh torn from top to bottom, and "grooves" appeared. No blood flowed out, but black flames sprang up.

The judge stood up and walked towards Runsheng despite the huge pressure from above.

Each step he took was difficult, and at this speed, the threat was almost invisible.

Li Zhuiyuan guessed what he wanted to do, stood up and walked behind Runsheng. Runsheng bent down very familiarly and carried the boy on his back.

The young man's left hand covered the back of Runsheng's head. In the early days, he had helped to set up restrictions in Runsheng's body more than once to suppress the evil spirit.

Now those restrictions had long been broken by Runsheng himself, but there were still some remnants. It was impossible to seal the evil spirit again, but it was easy to mobilize it and make it boil.

"Brother Runsheng, it will hurt."

"Ah."

The judge took several slow steps, then leaned forward and fell.

His scalp cracked and his entire body seemed to be skinned, and he rushed towards Runsheng in a flame-like black.

Li Zhuiyuan retracted his fingertips from the back of Runsheng's head. Runsheng pushed his arm back and the boy fell to the ground. At the same time, the murderous aura in Runsheng's body burst out quickly and his eyes turned half white.

Runsheng rushed forward.

At this moment, he relied on the evil energy around his body to gain the ability to fight with the black fog, so that at least the two sides were able to come into contact with each other.

The pain not only comes from his own evil spirit, but also from the burning pain of the Judge's soul, which is equivalent to Runsheng also suffering from the torment of a burning soul.

But Runsheng said nothing, just pressed the black mist tightly under his body, twisted his legs, retracted his arms, and locked his waist.

He used here the method of dealing with death that Uncle Shan taught him.

It was inappropriate and had no effect. After all, the other party did not look like he was dead, but he had legs and feet that you could tie up. However, this gave Runsheng a psychological hint to endure the pain.

Li Zhuiyuan stood there, watching this scene, with no expression on his face.

After a long stalemate, the black fog continued to weaken and shrink. When it was compressed to a certain extent, the black fire quickly burst out. After paying a huge price, a beam of light was able to escape Runsheng's restraints and shot towards Li Zhuiyuan.

If a crossbow in reality was shot at him, Li Zhuiyuan would really find it very troublesome, because now he could really be shot to death by a crossbow arrow.

But this black light is different.

Runsheng stood up, roared, and wanted to rush towards Li Zhuiyuan, but the young man raised his hand to stop him, signaling him not to panic.

Runsheng, who was in a state of "absence" and full of murderous aura, didn't recognize anyone, but he instinctively listened to the boy's words.

"Buzz!"

The black arrow pierced into Li Zhuiyuan's forehead.

But before the karmic fire could ignite the boy, karmic fire rose from the palm of his right hand, drawing all the power that was originally prepared to wreak havoc in his body.

The young man had already played with the hellfire thing a long time ago. He used this trick to lie on the old woman's back and burn her to death.

With a flick of his hand, a pool of karmic fire fell to the ground, burning in the void for a while before gradually extinguishing.

Zhao Yi, who was milking the third ghost general, turned around and looked at Li Zhuiyuan:

"Mr. Li, be careful, there is ..."

Zhao Yi has the ability to see through thoughts. He just clearly saw that within the black beam of light, there was a ball of consciousness, which came from the Judge's consciousness.

When it comes to borrowing corpses to revive the dead, ordinary ghosts are not as good as these guys with official positions, because they can legally requisition the bodies of living people to complete their tasks on a daily basis.

It would be really fun if the guy named Li was "resurrected".

Li Zhuiyuan pressed his right hand downward, signaling Zhao Yi not to worry.

Zhao Yi snorted, realizing that his reminder was totally unnecessary. Last time in Dujiangyan, the evil spirit that was good at tampering with memory entered the body of Mr. Li, but was digested by him.

When it comes to self-awareness, people with the surname Li seem to have a special talent.

That is to say, Zhao Yi had not experienced the underwater Zhenjun Temple in Zhoushan together. If he knew that even Pudu Zhenjun, the incarnation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, could not gain the upper hand in the battle of consciousness, he would probably be even more shocked at the young man's ability in this area.

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes.

The judge appeared in the fields, and wherever he passed, the crops on both sides turned gray and withered.

He came to the dam and looked around, wanting to turn this place into a gloomy and empty space. However, the transformation stopped halfway through. Segments of green lotus flowers grew and bloomed in the cracks between bricks and tiles and in the cracks between the cement floor.

The judge came to the basement and stood in front of the iron door: "You hide here!"

Raise your fist and punch it forward.

The iron gate creaked but was not broken.

The person who was in the basement, carving with a chisel, stopped what he was doing.

If it is the "inner demon", that is, Li Zhuiyuan, who comes in, the main body will be able to detect it in advance and make timely response.

But when external consciousness entered, he had no way of getting a warning.

The real body knew clearly that Li Zhuiyuan had deliberately left a loophole to allow the judge to enter.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The iron gate was under continuous bombardment and was on the verge of collapse.

The judge noticed and confirmed that the boy's true consciousness was hiding here.

As long as it is destroyed, the boy's body can be resurrected.

Above, lotus flowers continued to bloom, dispelling the gloomy atmosphere left by the Judge.

Until the lotus bloomed here.

The judge raised his foot and crushed the green lotus that had just bloomed under his feet.

The juice splashed and attached to its body, igniting it.

"This is……"

This is the blue lotus of Pudu Zhenjun's original body, which is closely related to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who once made a great vow: he will not become a Buddha until hell is empty.

In essence, they are fighting for the right to speak in the underworld, which naturally means they have special abilities against ghosts.

Li Zhuiyuan originally obtained the power of the Green Lotus, and his original body obtained the Lotus Platform. Although they were obtained separately, he still pieced together a set.

With this thing around, other people might not care, but if a ghost wants to come in and cause trouble, it is because they are inherently suppressed.

Furthermore, before this judge came in, he had been "exploited" by Li Zhuiyuan at every level, and now he is a phoenix without feathers, worse than a chicken.

"Squeak..."

The iron door was opened and the real body walked out.

The burning judge wanted to rush forward, but the next moment, green lotuses appeared in front of him and completely enveloped him.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The main body holds a carving knife and cuts open the green lotus flowers leisurely like walking in a garden.

The juice splashed onto the judge layer by layer, and the fire was raging.

The judge wailed, but the sound was not uniform and the tones were mixed.

The main body turned sideways and looked towards the entrance of the corridor, where Li Zhuiyuan's figure appeared.

Li Zhuiyuan's gaze fell on the carving knife in the main body's hand.

“You’re into carving.”

The main body did not answer.

"What are you carving in the basement?"

The main body still did not answer.

"A group of sculptures?"

The main body pointed at the judge in the blue flame and asked, "Do you know which judge he is?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "I don't know. I just identified his identity from his clothes, but I don't know who he is or whether he has the same name as the character in the myth."

The main body: "It's a bit troublesome. He is a judge, but not a judge."

Li Zhuiyuan: “Oh?”

The main body was not afraid of the fire. It walked forward, holding a carving knife and kept dividing it. Pieces of consciousness were decomposed like a butcher selling meat.

Ontology: "He is a collection, or in other words, a representative."

Li Zhuiyuan: “Yes.”

Main Body: "The people of Fengdu are observing you, or more accurately, investigating you."

Li Zhuiyuan: "If they didn't know that I could control this miasma, the outcome of this investigation would be hard to predict."

Original body: “For them, if you fail the examination, then you can die, and there is no need for the examination.

If you pass, you will be qualified to communicate with them.

Go talk to them in real life. Not everyone resists you or wants you dead.

If you want to protect your men more safely and complete this wave, you have to learn to communicate. "

Li Zhuiyuan: "Their collective wants to kill me."

Main body: "This is normal. Any force will instinctively reject the airborne faction from outside."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Remind you of something."

Main body: "You say."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's fine if you like carving, but you should at least focus your energy back a little bit."

Original body: "I did it on purpose. I deliberately suppressed my own growth and stopped myself from making progress. Otherwise, you would habitually treat me as an advisor.

You are the inner demon and I am the real body. Our relationship should not be so close.

In a life-and-death crisis, it is enough to join forces reluctantly. On ordinary days, you should visit less often. "

Li Zhuiyuan: "Do you think I'm disturbing you?"

Main body: "The fish pond over there has been dug and the fish have been raised. When you need to throw away garbage, just go there and feed the fish. Don't come here.

Otherwise, I can occasionally initiate a struggle for control of this body, or let you recall the feeling of mental coldness and detachment. "

Li Zhuiyuan: "Okay, continue with your conspiracy. I hope it will be more exciting."

Original body: "Live well and continue to grow stronger. My conspiracy is limited because you are not working hard enough to make progress."

Li Zhuiyuan turned and left.

The main body raised his foot and stomped out the flames on the ground.

It walked back to the basement and closed the iron door.

The statue of the judge is being carved on the newest workbench and is almost complete.

The carving knife was raised and fell, and the statue cracked and turned into a lump of clay.

"What rubbish."

……

In reality, Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes and saw Runsheng looking at him with concern in front of him. Runsheng did not dare to go forward and touch him because there was still evil spirit remaining in his body and he was afraid of burning the boy.

"I'm fine, Brother Runsheng."

Runsheng nodded, sat down, and the white in his eyes gradually faded away.

On the other side, Zhao Yi and his men finally completed the elimination of all the ghost generals.

Everyone was panting and sweating profusely.

Tan Wenbin: "It's the first time I've experienced how hard it is to kill an enemy just sitting there."

Zhao Yi's face was pale, his lips and eyes were deep purple, and he patted Lin Shuyou on the shoulder.

Lin Shuyou turned his head to look at him and asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Yi reached out and plucked the peach blossoms on his chest one by one, gathered a handful, handed them to Lin Shuyou, and said:

"Put it in your mouth. After you digest it, remember to return the petals to me."

Lin Shuyou took the petals, and the moment he touched them, he heard the boy in his heart shouting excitedly:
"How did he do it, how did he do it!"

Then the boy urged again: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Lin Shuyou put a petal into his mouth, then immediately raised his head, and while his body spasmed, he let out a long moan. It was comfortable.

High-quality pure ghost energy is like nectar to the boy, which can directly nourish his soul and body.

Zhao Yi looked at Tan Wenbin and asked, "Zhuangzhuang, do you want to try one too?"

Tan Wenbin shook his head: "This is ghost energy, it will pollute my spirit beast."

Zhao Yi: "We are not afraid of pollution as long as we can become stronger."

Tan Wenbin: "After ten years, they will regain their freedom with their meritorious bodies. If they become ghostly, they will have to continue to live in hiding."

Zhao Yi: "It's not without reason that Mr. Li is willing to take you to the college entrance examination."

Tan Wenbin: "You are the same."

Zhao Yi smiled, then pointed at his chest and said to Lin Shuyou: "Eat slowly, don't be anxious, I will squeeze you again after you finish eating, my heart is still dark!"

After giving the instructions, Zhao Yi walked towards the young man.

At this time, the young man was standing next to the body of the judge. The judge was dead, but his body did not disappear like those generals, but was preserved.

Zhao Yi: "Which judge in the folk tale is this?"

Li Zhuiyuan: “Hodgepodge.”

"Tsk..." Zhao Yi bent down and began to examine the body. "It's just an empty shell."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Please clean him up."

Zhao Yi held the copper coin sword in his hand and swept it across his body. His body quickly vaporized, and in the mist, the white bones of a young child appeared.

The skeleton wore a necklace around its neck, emerald rings on its fingertips, bracelets on its wrists, and gold locks on its ankles.

Zhao Yi: "The burial objects are really rich."

He stretched out his hand to touch the necklace, then realized something, retracted his hand, and said, "Brother Xiaoyuan, you are the boss now, you come."

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his hand and grasped the necklace, a warm feeling rippled out, and a majestic human face emerged on the white bones of the child, and a towering palace could be vaguely seen behind him.

Being able to own a palace in the underworld means that one's status is definitely far higher than that of the judge.

Although the image it reveals is vague, it can be matched with the statues enshrined in many temples.

Zhao Yi took a deep breath.

"It's worth a talk..."

The tone is condescending.

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Li Zhuiyuan let go of the necklace and touched the ring.

Another new figure emerged from the child. Behind him was still a palace, but the image had changed.

"You are very good……"

Zhao Yi bit his lip hard.

Next, the boy continued to touch down from the bracelet.

"It's not impossible..."

"We agreed in advance..."

"I have something to say first..."

They all obviously had something to say, but Li Zhuiyuan just glanced at their images and didn't listen to what they had to say at all.

After checking everything, the boy took off all the jewelry, gathered them together, and placed them on the ground in a pile.

"Brother Runsheng, Xiaohei's blood."

Runsheng opened his backpack and took out a small bottle, which contained the "travel money" that Xiaohei had given him before he left home.

Li Zhuiyuan pulled out the cork, turned the bottle mouth downward, and the black dog's blood flowed out, all pouring onto the pile of jewelry.

"Zi zi zi ......"

It's like boiling oil over a raging fire; it's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting.

This action is equivalent to urinating on the face of a living person in the world of the living.

Zhao Yi was shocked and said: "You are crazy, this is the Ten Palaces..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Compared to you sending the lazy dog, it's not offensive."

Zhao Yi: "I didn't know that. It was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

Li Zhuiyuan said calmly: "If we are to be used as a knife, we must be prepared to be used as a knife. Do you think we are qualified to make peace without authorization?"

Zhao Yi: "I can understand the logic, but the behavior is still too shocking."

Li Zhuiyuan pulled out a talisman to break the evil spirit.

Zhao Yi tried to stop him, "No, wait!"

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Zhao Yi and asked, "Are you still harboring illusions?"

Zhao Yi laughed out loud, took the Yellow River shovel from Runsheng's hand, spat at the pile of jewelry, then stepped on it with his foot, squeezing it back and forth, and finally retracted his foot and slammed it hard with the shovel, smashing the jewelry to pieces.

After doing all this, Zhao Yi stumbled back a few steps, somewhat exhausted, and used the shovel to steady himself.

He sighed:
"Mr. Li, do you think we can make it to Fengdu alive this time?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "If they commit suicide on the spot, we can report it directly and go there faster."

Zhao Yi: "How come you are so skilled? We traveled the river at a similar time. How long have you been a swordsman?"

Li Zhuiyuan did not answer, because he was most likely one from the beginning.

Zhao Yi: "Okay, everyone, pack up, we need to find another means of transportation."

Li Zhuiyuan reminded: "Give me back the copper coin sword."

Zhao Yi: "Why should I give you the sword of my Zhao family?"

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Zhao Yi and blinked.

Zhao Yi: "Tsk, what are you looking at? Once I get it, it's mine. If you want the treasure, go get it yourself!"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded with satisfaction and said:
"it is good."

(End of this chapter)