As soon as King Yama said these words, the scene instantly became silent.
The three immortals Yang Jian, He Nanxing and Wu Jun were not mentally prepared and looked at each other, not knowing how to answer the question.
Then Yang Jian took a deep breath and said:
"Then how did you decide, Your Highness?"
"Of course I have to report it to the Emperor of Heaven. Otherwise, how would you know that Guangwu Heze was on those two trains?"
King Yama picked up the wine glass in front of him, drank the wine in one gulp, and continued:
"Favors are owed to me in previous lives. I can't repay them in this life."
But it seems that Guangwu Heze is more cunning than imagined, and it seems that this arrest did not go smoothly."
In one sentence, the faces of the three gods turned slightly red.
It turned out that it was the King of Yama who reported the news that Guangwu Heze was hiding in the train to the Emperor of Heaven.
If that were the case, King Yama would have no suspicion whatsoever.
But almost all other places have been searched, and within a radius of a hundred miles, only this train is the most suspicious.
If you don’t search the car after getting in, that would be a bit unjustifiable.
At this time, the gods who sent the souls into the carriage came one after another.
Their eyes were all signaling to Yang Jianshen that there was no trace of Guangwu Heze in other carriages.
Originally, at this time, Yang Jian and other gods were about to say goodbye and leave.
But at this moment, He Nanxing suddenly said:
"I've heard before that the underworld has developed a new gadget, using Western trains to transport souls.
To be honest with His Highness King Yama, I also want to imitate it in heaven.
Such a train is built with natural materials and earthly treasures, and is driven by immortal magic. It is used to transport the generals who are changing defenses.
If it's convenient for you, take us for a ride on the train and we can learn."
"What's this?"
King Yama smiled slightly, then turned to the conductor Gongsun Ran and said:
"Did you hear what He Xian said?
This is also the task I entrust you with, taking all the gods for a walk around the car.
Don't be afraid of trouble. If the god doesn't understand something, you have to explain it carefully.
If you still can't understand it, demolish the place and let the gods see it.
As long as it does not affect the operation of the train, you must try your best to meet the requirements of the gods."
"Your Highness is so polite, we can just take a look."
Yang Jian glanced at He Nanxing calmly, and then said to the gods he brought:
"You all have to look carefully and ask for advice if you don't understand."
"Don't leave in a hurry, everyone, come and have a drink!
Who said that when you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little.
Anyone who doesn't drink today is not giving me face."
Before Yang Jian finished speaking, the drunken Jia Lan suddenly stood up and said the last sentence in a rude manner.
He raised a big-bellied wine jar and was about to pour wine for Yang Jian.
The wine pulp spilled out and splashed all over Yang Jian.
If it weren't for Jialan's mother's sake, Erlangshen would have reprimanded him at this time.
Pushing Jia Lan away, Yang Jian frowned and said:
"Which of you holds Jiaxian back? He has drunk too much and is disgraced."
At this time, the little girl who had stored the magic for Jia Lan came over, grabbed Jia Xian desperately, and said:
"Jiaxian, stop making trouble
Take a good look, this is the arrival of Lord Erlang
You don’t want it.”
Although Jia Lan was drunk, she still listened to this little girl.
He was helped to the side, and then he fell asleep with his pillow on the woman's thigh in front of more than a dozen gods present.
Yang Jian glanced at Jia Lan, then turned to his subordinate gods and said:
"Go all, watch carefully and don't cause trouble to the people in the underworld."
"I have to come along"
He Nanxing smiled, then he walked at the front, followed by the train conductor Gong Sunran and other gods, and walked towards the carriage at the back.
After the gods left the carriage, Yang Jian chatted with King Yama about home affairs.
After the conductor brought the snacks, Erlang Shen and King Yama drank. After chatting for a while, he personally picked up the wine flask, filled a glass for King Yama, and said:
"Your Highness, it is thanks to your blessing that I can drink such a fine wine again this time.
I’ll lend you your wine and toast you as your guest.”
After saying that, Erlang Shen and King Yama clinked their glasses and drank the wine in one gulp.
Lord Yama had a drink with him. At this time, Wu Jun also picked up the wine glass and offered a toast to Lord Yama.
After drinking a glass of wine, Wu Jun took a breath of alcohol and said:
"I'm telling you, I haven't had such a good time drinking in a long time.
When I was still a mortal, my body was weak and hot, and my parents would not give me alcohol.
Later, I followed my master to practice Taoism, but I didn't dare to drink it for fear of going crazy.
Become a god."
Listening to Wu Jun talking endlessly, Yang Jian glanced at him impatiently and said:
"Witch Immortal, we are all here to trouble His Highness King Yama.
Don't keep nagging me.
Hurry up and offer another glass of wine to His Highness King Yama, and it will be considered as your apology to His Highness."
Just when Wu Jun was about to toast King Yama again, Jia Lan, who was sleeping with his arms around the woman's thigh, suddenly woke up.
He stared and said:
"Come! No matter how much you respect me, I will accompany you
Isn’t it just wine? Just drink it.”
While talking, Jia Lan reached Wu Jun's side in a few steps and grabbed his wine glass.
Then he touched it with King Yama and poured the wine in the cup directly into his mouth.
Maybe he drank too much, but as soon as the wine entered his stomach, he said "Wow!" and vomited out half of the wine in his mouth and what he had just drank in his stomach.
The first mouthful was spat on Wu Jun, and Wu Xian pushed him with his backhand.
Although he didn't bring any immortal magic this time, he still pushed Jia Lan to the ground.
Jia Lan, who fell to the ground, vomited loudly again. He staggered to get up while vomiting.
As a result, he stepped on his own vomit, slipped and fell to the ground.
This time, his body was covered with his own vomit, and a fishy smell suddenly filled the carriage.
Upon seeing this, the conductor hurriedly came over and opened the window, and then used a spell to blow the stench out of the car.
Seeing Jia Lan losing her composure to such an extent, Yang Jian's face turned ugly.
He turned to King Yama and said:
"Your Majesty, I will make you laugh. After I return, I will report Jialan's dissolute behavior to the Emperor of Heaven.
He cannot escape the crime of losing his immortal body."
"Zhenjun, let's forget it."
King Yama gave a wry smile and continued:
"The incident happened on the train to hell, but I, the King of Yama of the Five Palaces, was also on the train.
Those who didn’t know, thought I was the one who poured wine into Jiaxian’s mouth and made him make a fool of himself.”
Just when Yang Jian was not ready to finish and wanted to scold Jia Lan a few words to vent his anger on King Yama, He Nanxing came back with the gods.
Looking at He Xian's expression, he knew that he still gained nothing from this trip.
In that case, only this compartment will remain unchecked