Although Pangdun's method sounds unpleasant, it can indeed minimize the danger of ghost gates.
Because now Xiao Yu is no longer alone!
Anyone who is his enemy is likely to suffer his crazy revenge.
The leader of the Ghost Sect, who was sitting in the first place, looked at Pang Dun below, and nodded with relief on his face. If all his disciples could be so desperate, why would the Gui Sect worry about revenge and the sect not being happy?
"Asshole, once you are a teacher, you are always a father. Although Xiao Yu is wrong, it is because our skills are not as good as others. You are just an evil ghost, so you want to get out of the limelight?
If all the disciples of the Gui Sect were like this, wouldn’t my Gui Sect be destined to die?
Leaving you in the sect will be a disaster sooner or later. Even if you don't go to hell today, I will expel you from the sect to prevent all my disciples from following suit."
The leader of the Guimen Sect was furious. After he finished speaking, he looked at the fat master as if he was waiting for his decision.
The thin old man didn't know what his sect leader meant, so he could only helplessly shake his head.
"Fat Dun, you are acting recklessly. For the sake of the Ghost Sect's thousand-year cause, I will expel you from the Mountain Gate today. All your actions from now on will have nothing to do with the Ghost Sect."
After the thin old man finished speaking, he stood there looking a little lonely, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Revenge was something they, the elders, were supposed to do, but now it had to be borne by a disciple invisibly. This made him so afraid that he felt ashamed!
But now there is no better way, so now I can only take the risk like this.
"Thank you so much, Master."
Fatty was not angry, but felt like his ambition had been rewarded. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times in succession, and then he took the Guimen waist card.
"Thank you, Master, for your teachings. I also hope that Master will take care of yourself. Disciple, please retire."
Fat Dun retreated, and all the elder's direct disciples stood in the main hall, showing expressions of admiration on their faces.
"The Ghost King of Baishan is dead. Now Xiao Yu is in full swing in the Yin Division. Let's all calm down for a while and wait and see what happens.
I heard from my disciples that the reconstruction of Maoshan is in full swing. I also hope that the elders will pay close attention to it, but do not conflict with them head-on.
I will contact other mountain gates and jointly suppress Maoshan to see if we can postpone the reopening of Maoshan."
"It's...the sect leader."
All the elders bowed to accept the order.
In the trapped city, Wu Xuan sat in the first place, and below him sat Xiao Yu, Qinglong and others.
"Your Majesty, the envoy, Mr. Hei and Mr. Bai, have come from afar and have nothing good to entertain you.
But the city lord of this trapped city left a lot of fine wine, so we won’t get drunk and will not return today.”
Wu Xuan is the city lord, and as a ghost commander, although he does not have any official title, he is still considered a strong man, so he is the city lord, and no one else has objections.
"Hehe, this is a good feeling. When I passed by Chengcheng before, I just looked at it from a distance. I didn't expect to be able to sit inside and drink today. It feels good."
Hei Wuchang sat there holding a wine jar, smiling slightly drunkenly.
"If Mr. Hei likes it, you can come here more often. If you have enough wine, you can drink as much as you want."
Wu Xuan was of course extremely grateful to Black and White Wuchang for saving his life, so he treated them with great respect.
Although he is also capable of being handsome as a ghost, compared to the two ghosts, Black and White, he is not even a little bit inferior, so he does not dare to be arrogant in the slightest.
"Haha, it feels so good, come on, do it..."
Wu Xuan and Hei Bai Wuchang toasted at the same time, both of them seemed more casual.
"Xiao Yu, there is a rule from the Underworld. Whoever captures the top of the city first will be the new master.
Since you and Wu Xuan captured this trapped city, the future management will be left to you.
However, this is a battleground for military strategists, and wars will inevitably occur in the future, so you still need to recruit troops quickly, strengthen the city defense, and prepare for the next war."
The envoy handed over the ghost judge, then looked at Wu Xuan and Xiao Yu and continued:
"With the trapped city captured, the pressure on the Ninth Peak has been reduced, so I am going to recruit some strong men from the nine peaks to the trapped city to help you consolidate the trapped city.
At the same time, I have 100,000 ghost soldiers here that I can send to you, but they are all imps at the level of ghost generals. When encountering some powerful ghosts, they are no match for the opponent with one move, but their bluffing is still more than enough."
After the messenger finished speaking, he directly threw a palm-sized cloth bag towards Xiao Yu.
"The ghost bag can hold one hundred thousand heroic souls, so I will give it to you as well."
Xiao Yu couldn't help but be overjoyed after hearing the other party's explanation. With this bag, it would be much easier to march and fight in the future.
"Thank you very much, envoy. I will definitely guard the trapped city well and never let the trapped city lose an inch of its land."
Xiao Yu quickly stood up, cupped his fists and saluted the opponent.
"That's very good, then I will go back and resume my life."
The envoy completed his mission and prepared to return to the King of Chakravartin, but the ghost judge was here, making it inconvenient for him to speak and quite stressful.
Seeing the other party leaving, Xiao Yu turned his attention to the ghost judge.
The Ghost Judge is no worse than an ordinary Yin, and he knows as many secrets as the King of Hell, and the other party will definitely not come here for fun.
The hall suddenly became quiet, no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a little subtle.
The two brothers, Black and White, were drinking wine and looking at everyone present from time to time.
Seeing that Xiao Yu was hesitant to speak, the Ghost Judge couldn't help but chuckle, stroking his beard and said:
"Xiao Yu, do you have anything to say to me?"
Ghost judges like Xiao Yu have seen too many ghost wanderers. When they first meet him, they usually ask about the whereabouts of their deceased relatives.
After all, in the Yang world, family relationships are still extremely important.
Xiao Yu hurriedly stood up from the stool, walked quickly to the Ghost Judge, and knelt directly on the ground under the other's gaze.
"Master Ghost Judge, I have a favor to ask of you."
"Well, I know you have something to say, so get up and talk."
The ghost judge waved his hand, and Xiao Yu felt that his body was like a feather, without any weight, and he stood up involuntarily.
"My grandfather's name is Xiao Shi, and he was also a Maoshan Taoist. After his death, I couldn't summon his soul.
I heard that there are Tao soldiers in the Yin Division, so I wanted to ask you, sir, if my grandfather has become a Taoist soldier, and where is he in the Yin Division?"
Xiao Yu spoke quickly and looked a little excited.
If ordinary ghosts don't know where the soldiers are, Xiao Yu can still figure it out because their status is too low.
But if you don't even know about the ghost judge, that's really abnormal.
Hearing the words "Dao Bing", the ghost judge frowned, as if these two words had touched their core.
But then his brows widened, he just looked at Xiao Yu and said:
"There are indeed Taoist soldiers, but I don't know if your grandfather is here or not!
Taoist soldiers are just like ordinary soldiers. As long as they go out to perform tasks, they may lose their souls.
Your grandfather died less than 20 years ago and should still be alive. Let me check for you.
