"Emperor Hades, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business." Another messenger shook out an arm-thick iron chain from his sleeve, and his threat was not expressed in words.
Zhang Jingyu pulled Shan Cha behind him and bowed his hands to the two envoys, "Even Feng Qing has to give some face to Emperor Hades.
Except for the heaven, the souls of all living creatures in the world are under the management of Hades.
If you want to take Chen Xiangxiu away, you must let Hades find out!
Otherwise, the merit book and reincarnation records will be messed up.
So be it! You go back first, and when Hades finds out, it will give you an explanation."
"How dare you!" an envoy shouted, "how dare you stop Yuanming Palace from running an errand!"
"presumptuous!"
Xuanyuanli led Chu Huan, Yan Yan, Junyue and the others into the tomb.
Xuanyuan Li looked at the two envoys and sneered, "Even Feng Qing's ancestors were just servants guarding the ancient temple. Who are you? How dare you be rude to Emperor Hades.
As far as I know, Feng Qing’s ancestor is the ancient god Feng, the gatekeeper slave of Feng Qingcheng.
After Feng Qingcheng died, Feng Qing's ancestors became the servants guarding the palace.
They are just the descendants of a group of dead slaves, who are you pretending to be?"
"How courageous!"
A messenger suddenly shouted to the outside of the courtyard, "General Yuanji is invited, but someone is stopping me from doing my errand!"
"Crack!"
"Boom!"
Suddenly dark clouds surged in the sky, and thunder and lightning struck at the same time.
Shancha was shocked, these two bastards were calling the senior leaders to deal with them, "Ah Li, stop them, I will send Grandma Chen to the underworld."
"good!"
As soon as the word "good" came out, the sky above Gushu Village was shrouded in golden light.
Shancha made a seal with his hands and opened the door, "Grandma Chen, go forward on the southwest road!"
"Where is this?"
Suddenly there was a voice behind him. Shancha turned around and saw Grandma Chen standing in front of the coffin with a blank look on her face. Her eyes seemed to be unable to see anything and her hands were groping around randomly. "It's so dark, Shancha. Grandma Chen can't see anything."
I can’t see it, please give Grandma Chen some direction quickly!”
Shancha felt sour in his heart, dipped his hand into the offering wine, nodded towards the corpse in the coffin, and shouted: "Open your eyes, look to the west, and be overjoyed to see the Buddha. Open your nose, smell the fragrance, escape from the six realms and realize the true nature. Open your mouth and eat fast."
Smell the incense, chant Amitabha and run to the west.
Open the ear, listen to the ten directions, the Five Wisdoms Amitabha collects the virtuous. The light of happiness, the lotus blooms, see the Buddha and hear the Dharma, let out the light. Open the light of intention, set aspirations, put aside all the fate and return to the Buddha's homeland. Open the light of the hand, twist the incense of Buddha, and get rid of suffering.
Be happy and have great auspiciousness. Open your feet and run to the west. The bliss of the west is your home."
Mrs. Chen smiled and said, "Camellia girl, Grandma Chen has seen the road. You call Grandma Chen the way!"
"Grandma Chen, go forward on the southwest road and don't look back! My granddaughter is kneeling to see you off!" Shancha cried and knelt on the ground, but did not dare to kowtow.
Mrs. Chen did not look back and shouted with tears: "I am so blessed to have descendants to send me...!"
"boom!"
As soon as Mrs. Chen walked into the courtyard door, the courtyard door was knocked open by an external force.
Shancha quickly formed a seal, closed the door, and turned around to look.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
There was the sound of iron chains dragging the floor at the entrance of the courtyard, and a burly man with a tiger head appeared at the door holding a black iron chain.
His body is that of a human, but his head is that of a tiger.
Camellia's body was so excited!
cold!
This kind of coldness seems to be carried in the bones, and the chill is coming from the inside out.
The tiger-headed man was majestic and dignified. He looked at several people coldly without saying a word.
Shan Cha knew that he could not give up at this time. Feng Qingcheng had been dead for a hundred thousand years, and the Feng family guarding Yuanming Palace were just a group of slaves. "You are so bold, you dare to break into a private house without permission!"
The tiger-headed man was quite capable. He took the messenger's soul book and looked at it, "Emperor Hades, thirty-five years ago, a warlock named Qiyou sent a soul note to the villagers of Gushu Village.
I have also followed the orders of the palace minister, Lord Feng Qing, to capture the souls and build a soul bridge in Yuanming Palace, and I also ask Emperor Hades not to embarrass me."
The envoy who relied on the power of others shouted arrogantly, "Even the Emperor Ming dares to challenge Yuanming Palace and is seeking death!"
"Bold, dare to say anything to Emperor Hades." The tiger-headed man shouted loudly, "Shut up!"
The other messenger was very discerning and took out a wire to sew up the mouth of the ungrateful messenger.
Shancha trembled all over!
It hurts to look at it!
But in the face of this messenger, Shancha couldn't sympathize with him, he was too damn pretentious, that's right!
Shan Hai's eyes were venomous, and he always felt that the tiger-headed man looked at Shan Cha with confusion, as if he was doubting something, and a bit awe-inspiring.
So she bowed her hands to him and said, "General, I have lived in Gushu Village for decades, and I have never seen Qiyou, nor have I heard about the soul post.
Let's do this, you go back first and give us a month to find out what happened. If we really sent the soul note, we will go to Yuanming Palace to build a soul bridge after our death, and we will never make mistakes!"
"Stab it! Stab it!"
As soon as Shan Hai finished speaking, the lights in the courtyard flickered and the whole courtyard became dim.
The temperature dropped sharply, the gloomy air came from all directions, and a pair of ancient boots loomed in the fog.
The evil aura made Shancha's cheeks numb, and he pulled several people back a few steps, knowing that this was someone he was not to mess with.
When the Yin Qi dispersed, an old man in a gray robe appeared in front of several people. He stretched out his hand to suck the soul book into his hand, threw it into the brazier of burning paper money, turned to look at the tiger-headed man, "The soul book is gone.
, do you have anything else to do?"
"No...it's okay!" the tiger-headed man stammered, then he picked up the two messengers and flew out of the yard quickly, as fast as being chased by a dog.
"Chiyan, you scared me to death. I thought it was an enemy coming." When Shancha saw that the powerful character was one of his own, he was extremely angry, "Chiyan, why don't you kick them a few times? You don't know
Ah, these bastards have no limits."
"well!"
Chiyan sighed and showed a wry smile, "How could you become such a bear? Remember back then...!"
"What was it?"
"It's nothing!" Chi Yan said, looking up at the night, "The world is going to be in chaos again."
"Chiyan, I've been at Broken Soul Cliff for half a year, and I've never heard you say a single word. You don't have to pretend to be an expert!" Shancha rolled his eyes in anger. If he couldn't beat him, he would have to go up and kick him.
How many pieces of goods are available?
"I once made a solemn oath not to care about the affairs of the world anymore, so you can take care of yourself!"
"Then what are you doing out today?"
"Revenge!" Chiyan said and roared into the room, "Xuanyuan Shen, come out here!"
Only then did Shancha smell a pungent odor. Looking carefully, he found a lot of feces hanging on Chiyan's robe.
Xuanyuan Shen stuck out a small head from the door, and when she saw Chiyan, she quickly retracted her head.
As soon as he saw his son's guilty look, Shancha knew that this little brat was in trouble.