After all, Long Gun was born of dragon species. He knew that he had to survive in front of King Yama this time, so he kept 99% of his strength, but the two souls were still kicked away far away.
After the two souls fell to the ground, they got up from the ground at the same time. Then, as if they were crazy, they rushed towards Jia Lan's soul again, completely ignoring Long Gun and King Yama who kicked them away.
This time, Long Gun didn't need to take action. The big conductor had already counterattacked against the two souls.
Anyone who can be a conductor on this train is not an ordinary person.
The big man was like an evil tiger attacking two lambs. He first grabbed the neck of 'Yang Wenlin' with one hand, and then punched the short soul in the heart.
With a muffled sound, the short soul fell to the ground. His chest was punched by the big man, and the soul collapsed directly to the ground, and his body began to twitch weakly.
'Yang Wenlin', who was being choked by the big man, was also struggling desperately, but the conductor's hands were like vise-like pliers, strangling his neck tightly.
As the big man exerted force on his hands, 'Yang Wenlin' rolled his eyes and fainted on the ground.
It only took a moment for the conductor to kill the two souls.
At this time, the little flat-head conductor also rushed over, took out a red rope from his waist, and tied the two souls tightly.
Seeing that the soul was under control, the big man also took out a red rope and tied himself up first, then walked to the front of King Yama.
"Plop!" After kneeling on the ground with a cry, the big man touched his head to the ground, and after the forehead was covered with blood, he said to the Lord of Hell:
"Your Highness, it was my oversight that allowed my two thieves to take advantage of this.
It is related to the safety of the underworld, please send me to the eighteenth level of hell."
"Eighteen levels of hell at every turn"
King Yama waved his hand disapprovingly and said:
"I know it has nothing to do with you, so don't blame yourself.
If you are punished just for making an oversight, there are no innocent gods, humans or ghosts anywhere in the world.
Get up, who are you showing this to?
He even tied himself with the immortal rope."
Hearing that King Yama had no intention of punishing himself, the big man kowtowed a few more times and then got up from the ground.
At this time, Xiao Pingtou came over and helped him untie the red rope from his body.
This rope is easy to tie, but it is troublesome to untie it.
The little crew chief and the big man worked hard for seven or eight minutes before untying the rope.
Taking advantage of this moment, King Yama looked at me with a half-smile and said:
"Little guy, how did you tell that there was something wrong with Yang Wenlin and Tian Zhong?
Don’t tell me that you didn’t know. The moment the two of them took action, you had danger written all over your face, but you just didn’t have time to say it, right?”
Can this Lord of Hell be able to read minds? I really underestimated this indifferent Lord of Hell before.
I laughed sarcastically and said:
"Looking at what you said, I am just lucky.
When the two of them looked at each other, I happened to see them.
When the big man brought the portrait to you just now, his body blocked you for just a moment."
"At that moment, only you discovered it."
While King Yama was speaking, the carriage door opened and the little old man Gui Wuming walked in from the outside.
He didn't know where he got the news about the accident in the carriage.
Gui Wuming walked in and took a look at the two souls who were tied up like hairy crabs.
Xiao Pingtou immediately came over and told the conductor exactly what happened in the carriage just now.
“Where did the paper and pen for this portrait come from?”
While speaking, the train conductor had already put away Zhuge Zhengqi, picked up the paintbrushes and unused paper on the table.
While talking to his two men, he put the pen and paper under his nose and smelled it.
I opened the paper again and looked at the light several times.
"The problem is the lead of the paintbrush."
Zhuge Zhengqi had already seen the problem, and immediately reminded the little old man and said:
"The lead core is hollowed out with carvings, and the formations and spells should be hidden on the portrait.
It’s just that it’s hidden so cleverly that it’s not easy for people to notice.”
Unfortunately, the portrait has been completely burned, and the formations and spells used on it cannot be found.
Gui Wuming glanced at Zhuge Zhengqi, and then said to King Yama:
"I was careless.
Now it seems that the Nine-Bend Formation and the female corpse lying on the track are all fake and staged.
Just to let Yang Wenlin’s soul get on the bus, and to unite with the ghosts who got on the bus in advance, yes.”
While speaking, the train conductor's eyes shifted to Jia Lan, who seemed like nothing had happened.
He suddenly had an idea in his mind, this time King Yama came here just for Jialan's soul.
Ever since he got into the car, he has never left the soul of this demoted god. What is it about Jia Lan that would make this mastermind put this kind of situation into place? Even if he risks being hunted by the underworld, he must let Jia Lan
The soul is scattered.
While Gui Wuming was stunned, King Yama spoke without warning:
"Old guy, I want to change my game
Inform the station behind us that our train will not stop.
Let those who guard the souls and the people from various sects take the souls and find a place to settle down temporarily."
After hearing what King Yama said, Gui Wuming frowned and said:
"Then I have to find an excuse. I can't tell the truth and tell what happened just now."
"It's said that an important guest in the car had an accident and needed to be transported to Fengdu City immediately.
If someone asks you, write down the name of that person."
Gui Wuming was once the person whom King Yama was used to, and he immediately understood what his immediate superior meant.
Without any hesitation, he nodded to Lord Yama, then turned around and left the carriage.
Just when Gui Wuming left, the little flat head guarding the two souls suddenly said "Ah!"
Then he said to the position of King Yama:
"Your Highness, something happened to two dead ghosts."
I immediately turned my head to look at the two souls who were bound by the Five Flowers, and saw traces of smoke coming out of their bodies.
As the smoke came out, the bodies of the two souls began to dim.
When the big man saw something happened, he hurriedly tried to separate the two souls.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his fingers touched the soul, the two of them seemed to be piled out of sand, instantly collapsed into smoke and dissipated into the air.
The big man understood immediately. He took a deep breath helplessly, then turned around and said to King Yama:
"Your Highness, both souls have been cast with spells that automatically cause them to fly away in smoke.
I can’t believe that there is a soul that has the initiative to fly into smoke and choose to become nothingness.”