The three paper puppets turned around and led us towards the village.
Duanmuqing walked behind, pointed at the leading old man and asked me: "Are they also paper figures?"
I smiled, stretched out my finger, and lightly poked the old man's shoulder.
With a pop, his fingers directly poked a hole in his shoulder.
The old man looked back at me and smiled nonchalantly.
He was originally a puppet, his body was just made of paper, and a hole in it would have no effect on him at all.
"Damn, it's really a paper man." Duanmuqing's eyes widened with curiosity on his face.
After a while, the three puppets took us to the front of a yard. This yard was an abandoned yard, filled with weeds. I don't know how long it had been abandoned.
They took us into the courtyard, where the paper figures stood respectfully in front of a door. The old man stepped forward, stretched out his hand, pushed open the door, and whispered: "Master, the guests are already here."
There was no sound inside, and the old man stood by the door, smiling and making an invitation gesture to us.
I didn't hesitate and walked in directly. Lao Dao and Duanmu Qing hesitated for a moment and followed.
The room was very dark. The house had been abandoned for who knows how long and was no longer suitable for habitation. There was dust and cobwebs everywhere.
At this time, there was an old-fashioned Taishi chair in the middle of the room, and an old man was half-lying on the chair.
The man was very old. The skin on his face was folded layer by layer. At first glance, he didn't look like a living person at all.
Only a pair of small eyes still exude a hint of luster.
"It turns out to be a local gangster and undercover agent. I wonder who is so bold and dares to meddle in my business."
Seeing us coming in, the old man made a sound.
It's just that the sound is hoarse and unpleasant, like the sound made by hanging a clay pot from bamboo, which makes people's skin crawl.
I stared at the old man in front of me and couldn't help but frown.
The aura on his body is a bit weird, with a strong Yin energy, but it is completely different from that of ordinary ghosts, and has a bit of the aura of the underworld.
But this old man is not a ghost, but has a physical body.
Moreover, this body is different from that of ordinary Yin Chai. The body chosen by Yin Chai in the Yang world is a corpse resurrected, and that body is not theirs at all.
But this old man's body is obviously his own.
He has the aura of the underworld on his body, and he probably came from the underworld.
There are ghosts with their own physical bodies in the underworld, and they are existences at the level of yin gods. Could it be that this old guy is a yin god who escaped from the underworld!
Thinking of this, my heart moved, and I winked at Lao Dao and Duanmu Qing, telling them that this old guy would not be easy to deal with.
"Are you from the underworld?" I took a step forward and asked him.
Hearing my words, he raised his eyelids and glanced at me, and then said: "You have good eyesight, you can actually see it."
Hearing his admission, I frowned, and then asked: "Who are you, what are you doing in the world, and why are you taking the souls of those people?"
After hearing what I said, the old man leaned back on his chair, laughed, and then said: "You are a little sinister, and your tone is not small. Do you know that for a character like you, I will kill you in the underworld?"
It's as easy as squeezing an ant to death."
I sneered, looked at him and said coldly: "You are wrong, this is not the underworld, and killing me is not as easy as you think."
Hearing my words, he laughed again, and then raised his hand hard.
Following his movement, the originally opened door slammed shut, and then the room was filled with a thick yin energy.
I took a deep breath and felt the pure Yin energy, and I couldn't help but feel shocked. This old guy really came from the underworld, and was able to control such pure Yin energy. It was almost certain that he was a Yin god.
Yes.
"Since you are here, please stay here. I can't let the lackeys of the underworld know that your souls just become my tonic."
The old man sitting on the Taishi chair looked at us and said coldly.
"Do you think you can keep me because you are a Yin Shen?" I smiled, took another step forward, and took a deep breath.
Following my movements, the soul blood stretched out by the soul kept turning, and ten long nails suddenly grew out.
Feeling the aura on my body, the old man was stunned and looked at me with his eyes wide open.
"This breath, this breath, you... are you the one!" the old man said with some excitement.
I originally wanted to deal with this old guy, but now that I heard his words, I couldn't help but stopped, frowned at him and asked, "Do you know me?"
The old man struggled, slid down on the Taishi chair, knelt on the ground with a thud, looked up at me, and said excitedly: "You...are you Lord Yinggou?"
I don't know why he was so excited, and I was a little stunned for a while.
Now that he had knelt down, I was embarrassed to do anything again, so I asked him, "How do you recognize me?"
"It is indeed you, it is indeed you. I came to this world just to find you!"
After hearing my words, the old man almost crawled to the ground, and his voice trembled with excitement.
Looking at the old man on the ground, I was completely confused.
He is from the underworld, and he is the underworld god. Although I have been to the underworld several times, except for the beautiful King Bian Cheng, I have never come into contact with other underworld gods. What is he doing with me?
"Who are you? Do we know each other?" I looked at the old man kneeling on the ground and couldn't help but ask him.
Hearing my words, the old man raised his head, and then said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, General Judge Yan Ping of Taishan Mansion has met Mr. Yinggou!"
This time it was my turn to be stunned. He is the general judge of Taishan Mansion!
My feelings towards the lineage of Taishan Prefecture Lords of the Underworld are very complicated, because now I know that my grandfather is the first Taishan Prefecture Lord.
It's just that the current lineage of Taishan Prefecture Lords has been completely controlled by Ksitigarbha. The so-called Taishan Prefecture Lords rotate every five hundred years is no longer what it used to be.
I looked at the old man on the ground, and I really couldn't figure out why he came to the world to find me.
At this time, Lao Dao and Duan Muqing were completely stunned after the old man reported his name.
The judge who sat down with Lord Taishan is an absolute Yin God level existence. How could this guy come to the earthly world?
"What do you want from me?" I looked at him and asked him again.
After hearing my words, the old man kowtowed again, then with a sad look on his face, he sighed and said faintly: "Master Yinggou, the lineage of Taishan Prefecture Lords has been removed from the underworld."
"What did you say!"
When I heard his words, I couldn't help it anymore and was shocked.
