Lingpingan got out of the car, and the driver followed him and said very respectfully: "Sir, please go slowly..."
"Master, please come back soon!" Lingpingan turned around and waved.
The other party's attitude was respectful: "Okay!"
But he kept watching Lingpingan walk into the gate of Luming Villa until he disappeared into the night.
He sighed with emotion: "Gods! There really are gods!"
Then he returned to the car and opened the driver's communication channel.
In the channel, familiar voices were all discussing enthusiastically.
"do you know?"
"Tonight, in the sky above the Imperial Capital, there is a sword fairy pursuing a fierce pursuit! I saw it with my own eyes. The sword fairy leaped between high-rise buildings with his sword..."
"That sword light...tsk, tsk, tsk..."
"I saw it too!"
"At midnight, there is a rainbow shining through the sun over there at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs building..."
Listening to the lively discussion among colleagues on the channel.
The driver chuckled: "Sword Immortal?"
"I saw a real god! The god returned my car and consecrated it!"
It's a pity that the gods don't call him Gaiden.
I can only listen to these colleagues bragging and bragging on the channel.
…………………………
The helicopter rotates over the cross slope.
Huge searchlights shone among the ruins of the factory.
Zhang Hui jumped from the helicopter and landed steadily on the ground.
At this time, the entire cross slope was filled with soldiers armed with live ammunition.
There are also hundreds of black-clad masters mixed in the army to monitor any unexpected situation at any time.
"How is the Biluo Huangquan Formation?" As soon as he landed, Zhang Hui asked Ning Qinghong who came to greet him.
"Mr. Zhang..." Ning Qinghong replied: "Everything is fine..."
"only……"
"Huh?" Zhang Hui asked, "What's wrong?"
Ning Qinghong replied: "Before leaving, that young master promoted a heroic spirit to be a 'City God'..."
"If Mr. Lu wakes up... what should we do?"
Zhang Hui frowned: "City God?"
"Master Ling promoted a heroic spirit to become a city god?"
"This is the right to become a god!"
Conferring godship is the power of heaven and earth.
Since the revival of spiritual energy, the Federation Empire has been conducting research and exploration in this area.
Unfortunately, I have never reached the threshold.
It was just by accident that the Dharma Protector Guan Shengdi was cultivated.
but……
Emperor Guan Sheng is an isolated example, with too many things that cannot be replicated.
Now, who promotes a heroic spirit to become a city god?
Although the City God is small, he is still a god.
And creating gods is something that the Federation Empire and the Black Guards have been working hard on since the revival of spiritual energy!
Only by creating new gods can the old gods be buried!
Those bloodthirsty, crazy old gods who treat everything in the world like pigs and dogs should be buried!
The federal empire will never be a slave!
Zhang Hui then asked: "Where is that heroic spirit?"
"Your Excellency, please come with me..." Ning Qinghong said.
Then he took Zhang Hui to the ruins, in front of a dark house surrounded and hidden by countless ghostly auras.
This haunted house is not like the antique houses in movies or TV.
On the contrary, it has a modern flavor.
It has a structure of more than ten floors. The exterior walls look similar to the exterior walls of the municipal building in the imperial capital, and are made of glass.
It's just that this kind of glass looks like aluminum foil.
Somewhat unreal feeling.
Zhang Hui looked at this building hidden among the ruins and wrapped in the aura of the netherworld, and was a little dazed.
"What's going on?" he asked.
How did the legendary haunted house become a mansion?
In front of the building, he also saw several solid-looking soldiers wearing military uniforms standing guard.
The soldiers still had rifles in their hands.
Zhang Hui walked over and the soldiers saluted.
Standard federal and imperial military salute!
"Welcome General!" they shouted in unison.
A man wearing a major's uniform walked out of the Yin Mansion and said to Zhang Hui: "Mr. Zhang, our mayor is waiting for you..."
"Mayor?" Zhang Hui didn't quite understand.
"The city god in ancient times was equivalent to the county magistrate or county guard of the Yin Division in a place..."
"That's the current mayor, a senior official..."
"Although the Imperial Capital is a special city, it is also a municipality... Therefore, Xiaozhuang is equivalent to being appointed mayor..."
"Can it still be like this?" Zhang Hui was stunned.
The other party chuckled: "Of course it can be like this!"
"Yinsi, you have to keep pace with the times!"
"Especially since the Lord has not returned yet!"
"However, if He comes back, he will no longer be the Lord of Taishan Mansion or the Tubo in the past..."
"Just like He changed from a Tubo to the Lord of Taishan Mansion..."
“It all needs to change in line with people’s perceptions and changes in the world!”
Zhang Hui listened and instantly grasped the key: "Senior Wang, what do you mean..."
This major is a major of the Black Guards.
He was just a major from more than a hundred years ago.
Back then, he followed the then governor and came here to quell the chaos in Cross Slope.
In the crisis, he and more than a hundred of his comrades sank into the core of the netherworld hand in hand.
Use your own sacrifice to win the chance of reversal!
After his death, with a very small probability, his soul did not dissipate naturally, but solidified into a ghost, still retaining the memories of his life.
Therefore, he also became the ghost guard of Cross Slope.
For hundreds of years, he has been leading the heroic spirits who died back then to guard and protect this place.
Zhang Hui met him often.
After all, he is the chamberlain and is responsible for the security of the imperial capital.
Naturally, the two have already become friends.
Major Wang gently straightened his collar. It was originally just a military uniform made of Yin Qi covering the soul, but now it is lifelike, as if it were real.
He smiled and explained: "It's just what the general thought..."
"After Xiaozhuang was appointed as the City God, she realized a lot of things..."
"With his authority, he mobilized the power of the underworld to build this temporary office building in the gap between the real world and the underworld as a place to contain, control and judge the souls of the dead in the imperial capital..."
“It is also commonly known as the City God’s Temple!”
"The ancient City God's Temple can now naturally be the mayor of the imperial capital Yinsi!"
Zhang Hui's heart was beating loudly as he listened.
But he still didn't understand, so he asked: "How did that person appoint... um... Xiaozhuang as the city god?"
"I don't know much about the specifics... At that time, I was bound by the Biluo Huangquan Formation of the Weisheng School..."
"That's right!" Major Wang suddenly said: "General, there is something I hope you know..."
"There is a mole among the black guards!"
"He put a strange poison in the incense provided to us by the guards in black. This strange poison prevented us from discovering the strange movement of Biluo Huangquan at the first time!"
These heroic spirits died in the underworld.
The soul has long been tied to this land and is inseparable from each other.
Especially that gentleman.
In a sense, it is the Cross Slope and the Blue Falling Yellow Spring Formation.
Any plots and tricks against this place cannot escape their control.
It is precisely because of this that they have been able to firmly control this place over the years and build it into a prison for the Federal Empire to imprison and execute those evil spirits.
At the same time, it has also become a place to house those who have become ghosts due to various accidents.
but……
Even ghosts need supplies.
Incense, Yang Qi, Yin Qi...
These are the resources that ghosts rely on for their survival.
Except for Yin Qi, the other two rely on supplies from the black guards.
And someone has tampered with these supplies.
As a result, all the high-ranking heroic spirits on the cross slope tonight were assassinated, and that powerful gentleman has not woken up yet.
Zhang Hui nodded and sneered: "Don't worry, we will catch the traitor!"
The Black Guards have not been monolithic since ancient times.
There are never many young men!
Therefore, the black guards will never show mercy to these traitors.
While the two of them were talking, they had already entered the interior of this shady mansion.
As soon as he entered the door, a thick yin energy rolled in. Even Zhang Hui felt a chill to his bones.
The moment you walk through the door.
Zhang Hui saw that inside the building, in the middle of the hall, it was the same as in the real world.
An invisible tentacle-like thing wrapped around a soul that was wailing in pain.
The top of the tentacles opens like a flower bud.
Drops of liquid dripped down.
The entangled soul kept begging for mercy: "Give me a happy life...ah...give me a happy life!"
"Please! Please!"
But that bud-like thing, like a machine, only focuses on torturing it.
Moreover, Zhang Hui noticed that every drop of the liquid dripping down was the painful liquid of punishment and torture.
The other drop is something that has the miraculous effect of instantly healing the soul.
As a result, the wailing soul had been disintegrated one second and was about to lose its soul. The next second, it solidified in an instant, and then began to howl miserably again, begging for mercy.
Looking at the wailing soul, Zhang Hui knew that it was Ding Jianping, the chief deacon of the Weisheng School, nicknamed Blind Ding!
This man has committed countless serious crimes!
Including but not limited to anti-humanity, genocide and waging war.
Perennially ranked among the top three red notices in the Federation and Empire.
At the same time, it is also the target of permanent pursuit by more than ten foreign countries!
"You have today too!" Zhang Hui was extremely happy.
Then he heard the major next to him say: "This guy took action against that guy...and then, it became like this..."
"It is said that the physical body he rested on and the robe the body rested on after the body was dismembered were both smashed by that person!"
"Finally, the one who took out his soul and imposed this punishment..."
"It seems that he will be tortured here forever..."
"Repent in mourning and pain forever and ever!"
Zhang Hui felt a little chill down his spine as he listened.
However, he was extremely happy just thinking that this man was a butcher with the blood of countless innocents and heroes on his hands.
only……
"Will he gradually get used to this kind of torture?" Zhang Hui raised his own question.
"No!" A cold voice appeared from above.
A female officer wearing a black army uniform with the rank of second lieutenant on her shoulders fell from the ceiling.
"The punishment imposed by the Lord..."
"How could such a loophole be left?"
She looked at Blind Ding who kept wailing expressionlessly.
"Your Excellency, General... as far as I know, the torturer summoned by the Lord is a veteran in prison!"
"You see... every drop of the liquid He drips will be fine-tuned..."
"Make sure that every torture this sinner suffers will be different from the last time!"
"Guarantee that it will be in extreme pain forever and ever!"
"Until its soul origin and consciousness are completely consumed by pain and torture!"
"Considering that the executioner is still treating it at the same time..."
"I estimate that this punishment will not stop for even ten thousand years!"
"It will wear away after ten thousand years of torture!"
Zhang Hui felt horrified as he listened.
Legendary myths emerge in my mind.
Qinlu mythology says that the souls of sinners will be burned by the flames in hell.
Buddhists also talk about the various punishments in hell.
What tongue-pulling hell...
However, it is not as good as the punishment in front of you.
Because this is a punishment without end or respite.
Sinners will suffer eternal pain and torture, leading to ultimate destruction.
"Fu Jun?" Zhang Hui seemed to have grasped the key: "Is that the Taishan Fu Jun?"
"No!" The female officer turned around, with a faint green light lingering on her cold face.
"He is the Lord of Taishan Mansion!"
"But he is not Lord Taishan!"
"What do you say?" Zhang Hui asked seriously.
"The Prince of Taishan Palace...the one who appears tonight and grants me the power of City God...is just an existence that lives in his shadow..."
"So... I said, he is the Lord of Taishan Mansion... but He is not the Lord of Taishan Mansion!"
"Because Lord Taishan may be just a parasite living in his body...a parasite that relies on him to resist or borrow his power to resist his final fall and find a way to survive!"
The female officer picked up a thin booklet.
"This is a bit of information I got from this authority after being granted the authority of City God..."
Zhang Hui listened and lowered his head.
He thought he had glimpsed His personality.
But now I realize that what I saw was just the tip of the iceberg, like a blind man touching an elephant.
The female officer in front of her turned around and said: "General, please come with me..."
"Sir, you're awake, please come over..."
"Sir, are you awake?" Zhang Hui followed immediately.
Sir, his name is Lu Tai.
The third governor of the Black Guards.
He was also the only governor who died in battle!
He died in this battle, with his limbs shattered and his soul shattered.
But by mistake, it merged with the entire underworld and became an existence similar to an earthbound spirit.
In a sense, he is still the leader of the Black Guards!
For hundreds of years, he has been silently guarding this land.
He has also been providing experience to the younger generations.
Most of the generals of the Black Guard have received help from him.
Therefore, for hundreds of years, generations of generals in black uniforms have respectfully called him sir.
gentlemen!
What the teacher means.
A teacher who preaches the truth and solves doubts!
He is also a guide who guides the way forward and breaks down mental barriers.
Zhang Hui once received great kindness from his husband!
In his heart, he is both a father and a friend, and he has always respected him very much.
Hearing this, he didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly followed him.
