A master of comedy!

Chapter 42 Borrowing a Gun
Legend has it that there are three extraordinary books in the world.

The Heavenly Book is the Investiture of the Gods, the Earthly Book is the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and the Human Book is the Book of Life and Death.

The Book of Life and Death records the names, birth dates, times of death, and lifespans of all people and animals in the world. When their lifespan is up, ghost messengers will come to collect their souls.

If the King of Hell orders you to die at midnight, he won't let you live until dawn.

Zhou Sheng was an exception. His lifespan had long ended, and he had starved to death, but he was resurrected in another body and lived to the age of twenty-one.

The judge has the authority to look through the Book of Life and Death and to reward the good and punish the evil. At this moment, with his divine eyes, he has already discovered Zhou Sheng's abnormality.

"For a dead person to live on in the mortal world is an act against Heaven. According to the laws of the underworld... their soul should be destroyed and their spirit scattered, never to be reborn!"

"Today, I, in upholding the law and protecting the authority of the underworld, hereby sentence you—to be beheaded immediately!"

The judge made no mention of Magistrate Zhu and the rampant soldiers. He spoke righteously and in a booming voice, as if he were the embodiment of the laws of the underworld, upright and incorruptible, and intolerant of even the slightest injustice.

Zhou Sheng was so angry he laughed.

"I bother!"

He shouted, "First you helped Magistrate Zhu get a heart transplant, then you helped his wife get a head transplant, causing many families to be ruined and people to die. Now you're bringing up some underworld laws?"

"What, is your wife's belt loose most of the time, only tightened when needed?"

When they commit murder, they don't talk about the laws of the underworld, but when their own people are killed, they talk about the strictness of the law.

Zhou Sheng suddenly realized that the living world and the underworld were all the same thing.

A flash of anger crossed the judge's eyes, his expression grew even colder, and a chilling wind howled around him, while crimson lightning seemed to strike from the sky.

Zhou Sheng quickly raised the statue of the patriarch.

The crimson lightning vanished before the statue, and the howling wind, though powerful enough to whip up sand and stones, could only ruffle Zhou Sheng's robes, unable to make him retreat a single step.

With the statue in his hand, he felt as if he had a stabilizing force, remaining unmoved by any storm.

"What, you want to kill me to silence me, afraid I'll report you to the King of Hell?"

Zhou Sheng laughed loudly, showing no fear.

If he was initially somewhat afraid, the judge's constant pressure and his hypocritical, sanctimonious demeanor eventually wore off.

The fear in Zhou Sheng's heart vanished, his blood boiled, and he cursed loudly, feeling incredibly satisfied.
The judge's voice remained majestic, echoing between heaven and earth, only now it had become even colder.

"Falsely accusing an official in the underworld is an even more serious crime, according to Article 270 of the Underworld Law Code—"

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhou Sheng's curses.

"You're talking about the law! I think you're just a pile of stones in a latrine, a golden palace. When you're sitting on the dragon throne, are you spewing out the law?"

"Now that you're facing the real problem of defecating and urinating, are you trying to use the 'Underworld Code' to wipe your butt?"

"I bother!!"

Facing the mastermind and instigator, he cursed with unrestrained fervor, as if every pore of his body had been soothed.

If it were anyone else, they would be filled with fear and trepidation when facing the dignified deities of the underworld, even if they harbored resentment. After all, in this world, many people have a deep-seated awe of ghosts and gods.

However, Zhou Sheng comes from Earth.

For the sake of sacrifice and ambition, dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky!
He also respected the gods, but never blindly believed in them. In fact, the moment a god committed evil, it ceased to be a god, but rather—

Demons awaiting slaying.

If I'm strong enough, I'll kill you too!
"Disrespectful to the gods, falsely accusing the officials of the underworld, and possessing a corpse to return to life..."

The judge's voice grew even colder as he said, "For these three crimes, even if it costs me a hundred years of cultivation, I will still kill you, you mere brat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly vanished. Then, a fierce wind arose all around, and streaks of blood-red lightning struck down like a torrential rain, crackling and popping.

The statue in Zhou Sheng's hand emitted rays of golden light, and the third eye between the eyebrows of the ancestral master statue opened, causing the terrifying blood-red lightning bolts to dissipate three zhang away.

However, Zhou Sheng's expression changed, because the statue was also trembling in his hand, and the amplitude was getting larger and larger.

"Do you really think a mere clay sculpture can protect you?" The judge's voice echoed repeatedly, deafeningly loud.

"Killing you here would only deplete my cultivation. Even without the Yellow Springs Water, a mere clay statue cannot stop me!"

Boom! !
The next moment, the thunder became even louder, and the blood-red lightning, like a torrential downpour, became even faster and more violent, with the dense, blood-red bolts of lightning almost illuminating the night.

The statue in Zhou Sheng's hand trembled even more violently until it made a crisp sound.

Click!

A tiny crack appeared on the statue.

boom!
A streak of crimson lightning seemed to break through some invisible barrier and landed at Zhou Sheng's feet. Although it did not hit him, it symbolized that the protection of the statue had reached its limit.

His gaze turned serious; he hadn't expected the other party to dare to smash the statue of Emperor Huaguang.

You should know that Lord Ma has a bad temper and was once a ruthless person who caused a great disturbance in the underworld.

The judge wasn't worried that after the statue was smashed, the Horse King would personally descend to the mortal realm to take action.
Judging from the other party's confident and fearless demeanor, they didn't seem worried about angering Prince Ma.

"Master, if you don't come soon, your disciple will perish here!"

Zhou Sheng shouted loudly and cried for help.

The next moment, he was hit hard on the head and heard heavy breathing.

In a flash, a slender yet upright figure blocked his way. His white hair was loose and fluttered in the wind. He held no weapon, but the overwhelming killing intent made him feel as if he were surrounded by a thousand swords.

"I'm getting old... my legs really aren't as nimble as they used to be..."

Yu Zhensheng breathed slightly, shook his head and sighed, "If it were twenty years ago, how would He have had the chance to take you away from me?"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, but Zhou Sheng's gaze sharpened.

Because the master was limping as he took this step, his right leg seemed to have some kind of disability that was not noticeable when he walked normally, but could no longer be hidden when he ran with all his might.

In an instant, he finally understood why his master had previously mocked himself as a useless person.

Singing, reciting, acting, and fighting—the latter two all require leg coordination, especially singing yin opera, which demands a high level of body movement and leg skills.

If you lose a leg, your lower body strength is completely destroyed, and your skills are practically useless.
No wonder that a renowned master of occult arts would choose to retire from the world of occult arts.

At this moment, the crimson lightning continued to strike, seemingly intent on annihilating the master and disciple.

Yu Zhensheng remained expressionless, yet something seemed to come alive in his weathered eyes as he stared directly at the bolts of lightning, which shone like candlelight.

"Disciple, remember this incantation well. This is our Yin Opera lineage's... most treasured secret."

After saying this, his white hair flew wildly, and he recited profound words.

"The Dipper God, General Xuanji. Three heads, upright and majestic, corresponding to the shape of the Three Platforms shining brightly; nine eyes, radiant and brilliant, reflecting the image of the Nine Dippers' brilliance..."

As his voice rang out, the trembling statue of the Huaguang Ancestor gradually calmed down, as if it had received some kind of divine power, or perhaps... it was slowly awakening.
His golden armor and red robe gleamed, and his eyes seemed to move slightly.

The most eye-catching thing was the golden spear, which was now shining with a dazzling golden light, like a small, burning sun.

The sky was filled with crimson lightning, and suddenly everything trembled, making it impossible to get within ten feet of the statue.

Feeling the immense magical power, as vast as the ocean, Zhou Sheng even wondered if Emperor Huaguang had truly descended to the mortal realm.

"He commands clouds, thunder, rain, and lightning; he investigates all evil spirits in the Three Realms. He is the Grand Commander of the World, the Righteous One Spirit Official, Lord Ma, the Immovable Thunder Venerable!"

As Yu Zhensheng finished reciting the incantation, the power and aura of the statue reached their peak, and the stone dragon and snake wrapped around the golden spear actually came to life.

hiss! ! !
A nine-inch dragon coiled around the golden spear, emitting a hissing sound, as if guarding a sacred object.

Yu Zhensheng then slowly reached out his hand.

"Yu Zhensheng, a descendant of the Yinxi lineage, begs the patriarch to lend me a gun!"

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(End of this chapter)