When Xiao Yuxian left, not only the Taoist sect knew the news, but Yinhun also knew the news.
There were also some gangsters who spread the news to the underworld, which shocked the underworld for a while.
In the Judge's Hall, Judge Cui was a little surprised after receiving the news. Xiao Yu died for no reason and he, the judge, didn't know about it. This was too abnormal.
"You have inquired about everything clearly, are you not mistaken?"
The judge looked at the black and white impermanence again and said doubtfully.
"Sir, we two brothers went to Maoshan in person. White flags cover the sky there, and most Chinese Taoists are there. You can't go wrong.
What makes us confused is that Xiao Yu has been canonized as a true king. With the blessing of heaven and earth, it is impossible for him to die so early.
So I came back quickly and reported it to you, and I hope you can check it out."
Black and White Wuchang stood below with a puzzled look on his face.
After hearing what the other party said, the judge couldn't help but nodded, and immediately waved his hand and said:
"You guys go down first, this is something strange, I have to report it to the King of Hell.
You guys go down and pay close attention to the movements of Wuji City. Last time Xiao Yu went to the west, he encountered the phantom of the Lord of Wuji City once. This time Xiao Yu died for no reason, and he must be inseparable from that guy."
After the judge finished speaking, his body disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he had already arrived in the Palace of the King of Hell.
Of course the King of Hell knew such big news, so when the ghost judge came, he knew the other party's purpose, but he just shook his head.
"You can read the book of life and death for yourself. After Xiao Yu was canonized as the true king, Yang Shou disappeared automatically. His name, household registration, etc. are only recorded here.
I can't find it out either.
Moreover, I checked with the soul-guiding mirror and found that Xiao Yu’s soul also disappeared for no reason. This matter is indeed very strange."
The King of Hell handed the book of life and death to the judge, then sat on the upper seat and began to peel the melon seeds.
The judge took the book of life and death and whispered Xiao Yu's name on it, and then dozens of Xiao Yus appeared on the book of life and death, all of whom had the same name and surname in China.
But when the judge named Xiao Yu, a Taoist from Maoshan, a name instantly condensed on the book of life and death: Xiao Yu, whose registered residence was in Shimo Village. His parents died when he was young, and he had a son and a daughter who were reincarnated as the ghost king.
Life span is unknown, death is unknown, merit is thirty years.
A series of words appeared, and the judge also frowned.
This book of life and death records all the mortals in the Yang world, when they were born, when they died, their good and evil deeds, and everything is clearly recorded in it.
But Xiao Yu didn't record it, which is really weird.
The most important thing is that the soul-guiding mirror of the King of Hell knows everything. No matter where your soul has gone, as long as the soul-inducing mirror comes out, it will definitely bring the soul back. But Xiao Yu's soul has also disappeared now. This is really
It's so bizarre.
"Well, if Xiao Yu dies, either his soul will be scattered, or someone will take his soul away.
Otherwise, how could the soul-guiding mirror not detect it? In other words, does Xiao Yu have any magic weapon on his body that he has hidden himself?"
The King of Hell, who had a big brain, began to figure it out.
"Jun Yan, if Xiao Yu dies, will the Lord of Wuji City massacre the whole family of Maoshan?
Should we take precautions in advance to avoid sudden accidents?"
The judge placed the book of life and death on the table and said with some worry.
After all, the judge had met Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yu was still a celebrity. If they were to sit back and do nothing if he really died, they would be afraid that it would chill the Taoist people. Who would be willing to help them in the future?
"You go ahead. I will discuss it with the Ten Great Yamas before we discuss it."
The King of Hell stretched out his hand to persuade the judge to retreat, then walked to the back room, took out a candle and lit it.
As the candles were lit, streams of black energy came out instantly and condensed into ten old men in the room. They were the Ten Yamas.
On the bank of the Forgotten River, there is a large pot filled with boiling yellow liquid. An old woman is standing next to it, holding a spoon and stirring constantly. From time to time, she scoops up a spoonful and pours it into the bowl behind her. The ghost drinks it.
The long line of ghosts has no end in sight, as if there is no end.
Men, women and children, supporting the elderly and the young, stood at the back, like a group of refugees waiting for relief, waiting to share the delicious food in the pot.
At this moment, a woman floated in like a gust of wind, landed next to the old woman, and said with a smile:
"Granny Meng, let me tell you some news that interests you."
A woman's smile is like the warm breeze in March, making people feel relaxed and happy.
"Fengqi, if you don't go to collect herbs with Mr. Hua, why are you here?"
Po Meng still held a spoon to serve soup to the ghosts, and she knew who was coming without even looking.
"Oh, Granny Meng, I don't like those herbal medicines. The master has senior brother Xiu Xiang to help, so there is no need for me at all.
Granny Meng, did you know that the Taoist priest you helped fight last time was killed?"
The woman named Tianqi spoke very casually and did not notice the slight pause in Meng Meng's hand.
"I happened to hear it when I went to Yangshi to catch a starving ghost a few days ago.
I heard that the Taoist priest was burned until only his skeleton was left, and even his soul was gone.
Now many Shanmen Taoist priests are in Maoshan, preparing to be buried. If there weren't too many Taoist priests, I would really like to visit them."
Feng Qi said, seeing that Po Meng didn't answer, she couldn't help but turn her head to look.
But in the pot in front of Po Meng, Po Meng's soup started to spin, and then a picture appeared inside, which was the gate of Maoshan.
Seeing this, Po Meng pointed towards the soup pot, and Po Meng's soup turned slightly, as if the camera lens had zoomed in a few thousand meters, and then she actually appeared in the mourning hall.
In the white ice coffin, a blackened skeleton was sleeping inside, without any life in it.
Two painters were sitting in the mourning hall, holding a photo of Xiao Yu and painting for Xiao Yu.
Po Meng looked at the scene in the mourning hall, then turned her eyes, and the soup pot returned to normal again.
"I haven't paid attention to it for many days, but I didn't expect something happened!"
Po Meng dropped the spoon, turned around with her hands behind her back, glanced at the ghosts, and blew gently forward. The ghosts immediately stood there and did not move.
"Let's go see your master."
Po Meng grabbed Fengqi and flew away into the distance.
In Wuji City, in the Wuji Palace, the Lord of Wuji City was sitting in the upper position, looking at the information in his hand, his brows furrowed together.
"Xiao Yu is dead. It's impossible. With that kid's ability, how could he die suddenly? Was he murdered?
Are you trying to trick me into trying to escape from the golden cicada's shell?"
The Lord of Wuji City muttered to himself, and then waved his hand in the air in front of him. The scene changed, and he appeared above Maoshan Mountain. He was wearing white clothes and white flags. It looked like he was indeed performing a funeral.
Boom....
Just as the Wuji City Lord was secretly observing, a thunder suddenly sounded, and the space in front of him suddenly shattered, like glass.
"Someone is secretly protecting Maoshan. Is Xiao Yu really dead?
If anyone comes, please quickly summon the Creator God King of Yangshi to come and see you."
"yes..."
A soldier in armor hurriedly ran out.
"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, it's too cheap for you to die like this. I will make your death uneasy."
After Wuji City Lord finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something happy, and immediately burst into laughter, but then he started crying again, leaving the people below confused.
