The scene was completely silent. Looking at the extinguished soul lamp, Bai Ban and the others fell silent for an instant. No matter how hard it was to believe in their hearts, they had no choice but to believe it when the ironclad facts were before their eyes.
Suddenly, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. At this moment, what Bai Ban and his party had to think about was no longer why Xing died, but what they should do next.
Because this group of people who came to this world from hell this time were headed by Xing. If they were compared to an army, then Xing would be their commander, but now the commander suddenly died.
"Everyone, the situation is now very clear. Mr. Fu Jun's soul lamp has gone out, and I am afraid he has really fallen. We need to carefully consider the next action. What should we do?"
Finally, after a long silence, Judge Bai took the lead to speak, breaking the silence, turning his head and looking around at the other four judges. As for the Yin Division, Judge Bai naturally ignored it selectively and did not consider it.
Zhou Pan, Hei Pan, Cui Pan, and Ning Pan took a deep breath after hearing this, and their expressions changed drastically. Now that Xing Yi is dead, the next decision-making problem will naturally fall on them.
"This matter is no longer something we can handle. I propose that the news be conveyed to the superiors immediately as quickly as possible." The black judge with a charcoal face said, with white teeth in his mouth.
"The matter has come to this, and that's the only way it can be." Bai Fan nodded after hearing this, and then Bai Fan sighed helplessly: "But if this matter is reported, I'm afraid we will be punished again."
Several other judges immediately had bitter expressions on their faces when they heard this. Indeed, if things turned out like this this time, and they passed the news on, and waited until the higher authorities sent people down, they would definitely be guilty, although on the surface it looked like they were guilty.
They really didn't do anything wrong. The only fault was that the native monk was too evil, but the people at the top wouldn't care about this. Failure to handle it would be incompetence, and incompetence would be a sin.
All of them are bitter in their hearts, but they have no choice. They can only choose to swallow this bitter fruit, otherwise unless they want to betray the underworld, but they don't have the courage to betray the underworld.
"What about other things? How should we deal with ourselves after the report is reported? The rules of this world are limited. Even if we report the news and wait for the decision to be made and the instructions come down, it will not happen overnight. During this period, I
How should we deal with ourselves, and what is the specific truth about the death of Fujun, whether he really died at the hands of Lin Tianqi, and what is Lin Tianqi’s current situation..."
After a long pause, Cui Pan, a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance, asked again, asking about the current situation. Although he had decided to pass on the news to the superiors, Cui Pan knew that even if the news was passed on, the decision would not be made until the street news came from above.
Sending people over again will not happen overnight. After all, the universe is so big, and crossing the void of the universe is by no means a simple matter, and the time will not be short.
Especially this Dharma-ending world is in a remote location, and the underworld has no base near this world. It would be even more time-consuming and labor-intensive to send people here.
It is foreseeable that even if they report the news now, it may not be known how long it will take before the instructions from above come down.
"What Judge Cui said is true. Even if we pass the news up now, it won't be a matter of time until the orders from above send people over. The next time is indeed the issue we need to think about most."
Judge Bai heard the words and answered.
"But we don't need to worry too much about this. Now that the underworld has been completed, we are in an invincible position in this world. Even if we encounter an enemy that we cannot defeat, we can retreat to the underworld to protect ourselves.
, As for the death of Fu Jun, if I can’t think of any accident, he should have died at the hands of Lin Tianqi, but this reason must be found out, as well as Lin Tianqi’s current specific situation.”
"It's hard to check!"
Judge Zhou next to him immediately sighed quietly.
On the side, Judge Cui, Judge Black and Judge Ning suddenly looked slightly embarrassed.
Indeed, it is difficult to investigate, and they dare not investigate. Even if they know in their hearts that Xing's death is almost entirely due to Lin Tianqi, do they dare to go to Lin Tianqi to investigate in person?
It's obviously impossible, they don't have the guts.
Bai Fan also stopped talking immediately and thought for a while.
"This matter is not urgent. Let's wait until the situation in Huangquan is stabilized and then slowly think of a solution. When Huangquan is stabilized, we can train more ghosts and live people to act as spies. We can always find out Lin Tianqi's situation. Anyway, now in Huangquan
It's done. Even if we are defeated, we can remain invincible if we stand guard in the underworld. Even if we can find an opportunity to find out Lin Tianqi's situation and introduce him to the underworld, with his living body, we can still do it.
Trap and kill him in this underworld."
After hearing this, Judge Cui and the Fourth Judge seemed to agree with this after thinking about it carefully. They immediately felt relieved and nodded.
"This can only be the case. In addition, please inform Yuexuan of the matter."
"I'll go."
Bai Pandao took the initiative to come forward and volunteer.
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At the head of Naihe Bridge on the Wangchuan River, Po Meng, who was transformed into the moon judge, stood in the gazebo pavilion at the head of the bridge. There was a kettle and a water bowl beside her.
Under the surveillance of ghost agents on both sides, the ghosts lined up and walked from Huangquan Road in the distance. At a glance, they were so densely packed that there was no end in sight.
These are the ghosts who survived the original creation of Underworld. Although they are only a small part of all the ghosts who opened Underworld, that small part is only relative to the base number of ghosts who opened Underworld. The real number is
It is indeed tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.
Through the efforts of Bai Pan and other underworld personnel, Huang Quan is now officially on the right track.
The ghosts on both sides were also selected by Bai Pan and the others from the ghosts they had searched for at the beginning.
"Hurry up, don't wait around, hurry up!"
Next to him, there was a ghost messenger holding a soul-beating whip in his hand and shouting at the advancing ghost.
In front of the team, one after another, the ghosts lined up to drink Meng Po soup from Yue Pan and walked across the Naihe Bridge.
Soon, in front of Meng Po Tang, a young-looking Confucian scholar dressed in ancient Confucian clothes took his turn.
"Drink this bowl of soup and forget about the past. After crossing the Naihe Bridge, you can be reincarnated as a human being. Drink it."
Po Meng, who was transformed into Yue San, said without raising her head.
When the Confucian scholar heard this, his body trembled suddenly, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and said excitedly.
"No, I can't drink. I can't drink. If I drink, I won't remember Xiu Xiu. No, I can't drink. I won't drink. I can't forget Xiu Xiu..."
But Po Meng was unmoved and said calmly.
"The past is like a dream, and the past will eventually pass. Even if you don't want to forget her, she has already been reborn as a new person. Will she still remember you? Why bother with persistence."
The Confucian scholar's face suddenly showed a look of pain and struggle. After a long while, as if he had figured it out, he talked for a long time, picked up the bowl on the table and drank the soup in one gulp.
After the Confucian scholar, there is a young man with an extremely handsome face.
"Drink."
Po Meng filled her bowl again without raising her head.
"Can you please change a bowl for me?"
The young man smiled.
"Why?"
Mrs. Meng didn't hesitate to ask.
"So many people have drank from this bowl, and there is too much saliva left behind. Please give me a new bowl. I am more concerned about hygiene."
The young man smiled and continued to speak. His tone was quite tactful, but the meaning was self-evident. Your bowl is too dirty and I can't drink it.
"There is nothing in this world that is dirty. People are dead, so why should we care about it? Just drink."
Yue Pian paused for a moment after hearing this, and then spoke again, appearing to be quite patient and easy to talk to.
"That's not okay. I'm very clean. I can't drink from a bowl like yours."
The young man shook his head and continued, then suddenly changed his tone and spoke.
"How about this? You tell me how to leave this underworld. I won't be reincarnated. I'll just keep being a ghost outside."
"Um!"
Immediately, Po Meng, who was transformed by Yue San, looked condensed, then raised her head and looked at the young man.
At this sight, a strong sense of familiarity arose, accompanied by a strong sense of uneasiness.
At the same time, Bai Puan, who was coming separately from the fourth judge, also happened to fly to the top of the Naihe Bridge. When he saw the young man in front of Yue Pian, his face suddenly changed, and his whole face showed a look of horror, and he quickly shouted to Yue Pian.