Xu Zhiqiong tried his best to reverse Yang Wu's spell.
Yang Wu can build a false underworld in the underworld, and Xu Zhiqiong can build a false underworld in the underworld.
Although it has not been verified, Xu Zhiqiong has strong confidence in the Tianguang Curse. He firmly believes that the Tianguang Curse can break Yang Wu's curse.
Moreover, he firmly believed that the Sky Light Spell was equally effective in the underworld, which was why he had the courage to come to the Underworld.
Du Chunze looked at Xu Zhiqiong silently, his expression getting colder and colder.
Xu Zhiqiong looked back at Du Chunze with a very indifferent expression.
A life-or-death confrontation, he seems to be prepared for both attacks.
Suddenly there was a series of footsteps in the corridor, and a tall and thin man entered the side hall.
Nie Gui'an instantly shrank behind the long case and shivered into a ball.
The person who came was none other than Jiao Liewei, the Ghost Emperor of Middle-earth.
Xu Zhiqiong pursed his lips, this battle cannot be fought.
Can't fight, can still run.
The Sky Light Spell has a special design that can break through the barriers of the underworld with its fierce murderous aura.
In other words, Xu Zhiqiong has a way to use Zhonglang's seal to escape.
During the two confrontations, Xu Zhiqiong was thinking about the charm on his waist, but there was no movement on his hands and no expression on his face.
Suddenly Jiao Liewei said: "Ma Changshi, you're lucky to have come. I've always wanted to go to Zhongzaifu to find your Shangguan Zhongzai, but because of my face, I never came.
There are some misunderstandings between us, but some things will eventually pass. Please tell Ma Changshi that Shangguan Zhongzai, the judge of Daxuan, should come to the underworld in Zhongtu to redeem the voucher."
Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said: "Jiao Dijun is so generous, I will definitely bring this to you."
Lang Zhongxue turned around and said to Nie Gui'an: "I said, come out quickly. You emperors have already spoken, asking you to redeem the voucher for me quickly."
Nie Gui'an stood up from behind the long case and looked at Jiao Liewei and Du Chunze.
Du Chunze did not respond, while Jiao Liewei nodded lightly.
With Jiao Liewei's response, Nie Gui'an naturally did not dare to neglect, and quickly took the verdict and crime, and ordered the executioner to start work.
What Lang Zhongxue sent was a ghost of old age.
The ghosts of the year are not ghosts, but a type of people. These people are very special. They usually have bad tempers and get angry easily, but they are still within control.
When it comes to holidays, this kind of people will lose control. If there is no fire, they can make a fire by themselves, set themselves on fire, and lose their temper at their family members. At least, they can use obscene words and curse all night, and at worst, they can punch, kick and make trouble.
Last few days.
Especially during the Chinese New Year, when every family celebrates, these people make the most noise, but make the whole family live in fear.
Some people say that this kind of people are born to rely on ghosts and do not want to see others happy.
Some people also say that these people are born with bad luck, and when the Chinese New Year makes the family miserable, the family's luck will definitely not be better.
Nie Gui'an is particularly curious about this kind of people. Every time he encounters an old man, he always wants to ask why:
"I said, you are celebrating the New Year, why are you so crazy? You beat your wife to death and the child half to death. What are you doing this for?"
The "year ghost" shrank on the ground and said tremblingly: "They forced me."
"Why did I force you?"
"They don't let me get my way. They all know my temper and it's easy to get angry with me, but they still try to make me angry..."
Nie Gui'an took a torch and lit the Nian Gui on fire. The Nian Gui rolled on the ground in pain and shouted for mercy.
Nie Gui'an got a bucket of cold water, put out the fire, squatted next to the old ghost, and asked: "You caught the fire, but nothing happened? Why do you want to kill people?"
Nian Gui trembled and said: "It's not this fire, no, it's not..."
"Which fire is it?"
"He, they, this, isn't this the Chinese New Year? I brought some meat home to eat, and my wife stewed it. I said put less salt, and she put half a spoon. I said it was too little, and she
Added another half a spoonful, and I said that was too much. Just to make me angry, I took a fire stick and hit her on the head a few times.
You said that if she realizes her mistake, she will be beaten honestly, but she still dares to hide. The more I beat her, the angrier she gets.
...I, I was really forced..."
"So that's what happened," Nie Gui'an nodded, turned around and said to his subordinates, "The torturer, boil the water and stew this guy. Just add half a spoonful of salt. Don't add too much!"
After a while, the water was boiled. Nie Gui'an picked up the "year ghost" and walked to the pot.
"Nian Gui" struggled desperately: "What are you going to do? Are you out of control? I already know that I was wrong, what else do you want to do..."
Nie Guian picked up a fire stick, pointed it at the head of the "year ghost", and hit him dozens of times: "I told you to shout, I told you to hide, if you knew you were wrong, you should jump into the soup pot yourself.
, and you’re so troublesome for me!”
Stab!
The old ghost was thrown into the soup pot and rolled inside as if struggling for his life: "Grandpa, grandpa, please spare me!"
Nie Guian shouted: "I still don't understand, why do you have to wait until the Chinese New Year to go crazy?"
"I, I just can't stand the joy of others!" As the soup boiled, Nian Gui told the truth.
Nie Guian smiled and said: "I see you are boiling in the pot. It's so fun. Brothers, add some firewood!"
…
Xu Zhiqiong and Lang Zhongxue took the tickets and left the Yama Hall, but Jiao Liewei and Du Chunze did not chase them out.
"How are you doing, Master Lang!" Xu Zhiqiong slapped his chest, "Our brothers must be brave enough today!"
Lang Zhongxue raised his thumb and said: "Ma Changshi, I have nothing to say, you are really a man!"
Xu Zhiqiong smiled calmly: "To be honest, I have never been afraid since I entered this gate!"
"You are brave, I recognize your brother!"
Xu Zhiqiong spoke lightly and walked quickly, wishing he could leave Fengdu City with his wings.
Passing by Wa Shi at the head of Naihe Bridge, Lang Zhongxue suddenly stopped.
Xu Zhiqiong was stunned: "What are you going to do?"
Lang Zhongxue said: "I feel unhappy, but I want to be happy like this."
"What are you doing here? The world is full of good things. I'll take you there happily!"
Lang Zhongxue shook his head and said: "I just think this place is good and I have to go."
Xu Zhiqiong stepped forward to stop him, but Lang Zhongxue suddenly turned invisible. After two puffs, the man had already entered the hook fence.
Xu Zhiqiong quickly chased after him.
When they arrived at the Goulan, except for the stage, which was bright, the rest of the place was completely dark. Xu Zhiqiong reluctantly followed his figure all the way up to the second floor and entered a private room. When he arrived in the private room, he saw no one.
.
Where has Lang Zhongxue gone?
Did I go to the wrong house?
Just as Xu Zhiqiong was about to go out, the waiter brought in two jugs of wine and a plate of fruit: "Sir, this was ordered by the guest just now. He said he was going to relieve himself and asked you to sit down for a while. He will come soon."
This Lang Zhong learns so quickly!
Why is this man so disgusting? He is lucky to have come out of the Yama Palace. If he doesn't run away quickly, what is he doing here?
Xu Zhiqiong was determined to leave Lang Zhongxue alone, but he was also worried that if Jiao Liewei turned against him, he would have nowhere to escape.
After waiting in the private room for a while, the stage suddenly darkened and a group of dancers were replaced.
These dancers were dressed in tulle and wore waggles on their heads, and looked very lively with the yellowish lighting.
Different from the previous weird and enchanting dances, their dances are brisk and unrestrained, closer to the hooks in the world.
Jumping to the climax of the tune, the dancers turned around together, with their backs to the spectators, their fat peaches curled back, swaying with the music, and the gauze flying up and down.
This is Xu Zhiqiong's favorite dance, but one of the dancers is a little strange.
Her body shape is acceptable and she is quite slim.
It's just that her fat peach is thin, and it shakes very violently.
The body has sharp edges and corners, making him appear somewhat muscular.
When the dancer turned around, Xu Zhiqiong found that she had a weak conscience and that there was an unknown object swinging back and forth under her waist.
The strangest thing is, why is this dancer wearing a mask?
Could it be...
The waiter walked in, holding two strings of copper coins and said: "The guest officer on the stage is here with you, right?"
Xu Zhiqiong's face turned pale.
The "dancing girl" standing in the middle is actually Lang Zhongxue!
The waiter asked again: "He came with you, right?"
Xu Zhiqiong shook his head like a rattle: "No, I don't know him. How do I know him? I, I really don't know him..."
The waiter scratched his head and said, "I remember correctly, this is the elegant room. This money was given by the guests. According to the rules of the shop, I will give you half of the points. I put it on the table."
The waiter turned around and walked away. Xu Zhiqiong shouted: "I really don't know him!"
Look at Lang Zhongxue in the center of the stage, raising his peach again.
Xu Zhiqiong took a sip of wine, covered his eyes and said, "I can never come to this place again."
…
In the main hall of Yama Hall, Jiao Liewei twirled his fingers and sighed: "These two people haven't left yet."
Du Chunze said angrily: "Ma Shangfeng is so rampant. It's such a rare opportunity. Why did the emperor let him go?"
Jiao Liewei sighed: "This is not what I meant. This is Xingxu's order. He said that this person is coming and asked us not to do anything."
Upon hearing that it was Xingxu's order, Du Chunze didn't dare to say anything more.
Jiao Liewei asked again: "What is the origin of that Ma Shangfeng?"
Du Chunze said: "I don't know much. I only know that this person has been in the judge's way for two years, caused countless disturbances, and has already reached the fifth level of cultivation."
"Two years and five years, there must be an expert behind him."
…
Xu Zhiqiong walked out of the hook fence, and Lang Zhongxue chased after him: "Brother Ma, Brother Ma, wait for me!"
The waiter from Goulan also chased out: "You two gentlemen, come here often! You dance really well. If you are short of money, come to the store to catch up with us for two shows. The store will never treat you badly!"
Lang Zhongxue laughed loudly and said: "You are a wise man, please remember me. I am Chunhuahong, the chief dancer of the capital!"
Xu Zhiqiong rolled up his robe sleeves, trying to hide his face.
Lang Zhongxue caught up to him and said, "Brother Ma, don't mind. I feel unhappy. After doing this dance, I feel much happier."
Xu Zhiqiong gritted his teeth and shouted: "Tell me, what are you unhappy about? I also asked you to cheat, and I also cashed the voucher for you. Please tell me carefully, what are you doing?"
What's wrong with you?"
Lang Zhongxue sighed: "I hate that I am useless, so I feel unhappy. If I had gone earlier and killed the ghost of that year, the child would not have died."
Xu Zhiqiong was startled: "Is it because of this?"
"Isn't this enough?" Lang Zhongxue pursed his lips, "That child has no mother."
Xu Zhiqiong was silent for a long time.
After leaving the gate of Fengdu City, Xu Zhiqiong said: "I don't blame you for this, who would have thought..."
Lang Zhongxue said: "As you can imagine, I should have killed that ghost a long time ago, killed the person who should be killed, and saved the person who should be saved. Isn't that what we judges do?"
Xu Zhiqiong asked: "What do you plan to do with that child?"
"I have already taken care of him. I sent him to an old farmer's house. The couple had no children. They wanted to buy one at the ghost market, but they felt unscrupulous. They are good people, so I left the child to them."
Xu Zhiqiong looked at Lang Zhongxue, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
This person should be introduced to Master.
Although this man is annoying, he is a true judge.
Where is Master now?
…
To the west of the city, in the elegant room of Lanxun Wine Shop.
The master poured himself a glass of wine and poured a glass for the man opposite.
The man was tall and strong, with sharp edges on his face. He was Xu Rishu, the old man who asked the fortune teller to kill Jiao Liewei.
The master took a sip of wine and said, "What happened to your Taoist sect? Tell the truth."
Xu Rishu stared at the master for a moment, pursed his lips hard, but still laughed.
The master frowned and said, "Why are you laughing?"
Xu Rishu suppressed a smile: "Master Dao, what's wrong with your face?"
The master glanced at the reflection of the wine in the glass and found a plum blossom on his face.