Plop... The talisman paper ball shook several times and rolled down to Qin Ye. With this instant killing of only three seconds, infinite yin energy rose from Qin Ye's body and flowed into the sky of the underworld. Five seconds later, he returned to his appearance in a ghost suit.

"Is this the strength of the Six-Party Ghost King?" He looked at his hands in shock. Just a few seconds ago, he felt that Aluo Shasa was an existence that could not be defeated at all. After a few seconds, he personally used these hands to defeat the other party?

The gap in strength was too big, so big that the whole battle passed by, and he had already ended without reacting.

This...is the rhythm of catching Pikachu with the master ball...it's so easy...

I bent down and picked up the talisman ball on the ground. As soon as I picked it up, a resentful voice came over: "Boy... Even if the Six-Party Ghost King is on the rise, your meager strength will not be able to save me at all! I... talk to you about a deal. If you let me go, today's incident will be considered to have not happened."

"Haha." After Qin Ye answered the other party with two classic monosyllable words, he put the other party in his pocket without hesitation.

It is impossible to put it here. What if the other party comes back to life? I am worried and scared in the world every day? I only have a thousand days to be a thief, so how can I guard against thieves for thousands of days?

Although it is dangerous to bring it back, at least you can know what happened to it at the first time.

To put it bluntly.

Just fear of death.

Any existence that hinders one's life is heresy!

Without Aluo Shasa's trouble, the black butterfly that had been broken up condensed again, forming a black whirlwind that led him directly to the living.

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A few hours later, Meng Po's body suddenly turned into ashes on the table, silently annihilated in the air, leaving only the oil lamp passing by the shade on the table. Then, Qin Ye shook suddenly, opened his eyes, and gasped.

"Ha...ha..." It was like a drowning man just woke up, and he immediately touched his chest, his heart beating steadily in his chest, his limbs were cold. A feeling of becoming a human being came to life.

It seems... I can't go to that kind of place anymore, otherwise I'm afraid I can't even walk through the long bridge of bones...

"Hehe-oh!!" This is the suburb of the county, and I don't know which chickens start to crow. The roosters are dawning, and a golden glow is slowly pouring into the glass window, covering the earth with a layer of warm gold yarn.

Feeling his body slowly warming up, he did not move, but gently pressed his temple to think deeply.

It has changed.

Everything has changed.

He has changed, and the world is about to change. Some past doubts have been answered. Why does the school have such a report? Why are supernatural posts everywhere now? But instead they are confused. He must clarify his thoughts and find a position in this life that is about to be in chaos.

"First of all, I definitely can't be exposed." He poured a cup of herbal tea and murmured to himself: "The evil ghosts in the underworld hide in the world. This is the criminal. What are criminals most afraid of?"

The answer is self-evident.

law.

He looked at the roof in despair: "And I am the representative of the law and the incarnation of justice - the representative of the legal person of the underworld who is destined to die without a complete corpse... Moreover, the biggest reliance is that the Six-Party Ghost King Picture has been used, in exchange for a useless elf ball! I dare not throw it away!"

No matter what I think, I can't stand it 360 degrees...

The dream of living was not a little prepared or a little concern, and it was smashed to pieces in front of me.

I'm forcing the front, this is... I haven't even found it out...

"Maybe...I don't care about this?"

"Meng Po has left, and the three-day life span has been written off. If I don't care... can I continue to live?"

"Idiot." A Luoshasa's cold voice echoed in his ears: "Even Meng Po, he cannot prescribe anyone's life. The Book of Life and Death is one of the three innate treasures in the underworld, and records the lifespans of all living things in the world. Even if it is shattered because of the waves of Ksitigarbha Buddha, death may be late, but it will never be absent."

"...Your sentence is very meaningful."

Aluoshasa gritted his teeth and said, "You have only three days left in your life. The collapse of the underworld will have the greatest blow to people like you, such as Yin and Yang. The underworld represents Yin, and the human world represents Yang. You are in the middle line of the two poles of Yin and Yang. Once one side is out of order, even if you don't have your name on the Book of Life and Death, you will never be able to survive."

She paused and tried her best to calm the voice: "Little kid, our deal is still valid. If you let me go, I will tell you how to avoid death, and even... I can help you find the fragments of the Yama Seal. With the fragments of the innate treasure of the underworld, you can live forever..."

Before he finished speaking, the elf that automatically floated out...the paper ball had been thrown into the bed by Qin Ye.

"You dare to grit your teeth if you ask someone? Look at the idiot author's description of you. The micro-expression is too bad." Qin Ye thought for a while, found a book called "Actor's self-cultivation" and threw it under the bed: "No need to thank you."

The cursed words that gushed out from under the bed were deaf.

I looked at the watch and it was five o'clock now.

There are two demon-like moments in the day. At five o'clock in the morning, six o'clock in the evening, and when the Yin and Yang are divided, people with heavy yin energy on their bodies can see some unclean things at this moment using special techniques.

He frowned slightly. The time of sunlight had arrived and he could no longer summon Wang Zemin's soul, and he didn't know how to summon souls.

After three days, he didn't think Aluo Shasa was joking.

In three days, fragments of the Yama Seal must be found!

Otherwise, don’t talk about gou, just GAME OVER.

Sighing, he walked helplessly to the bed, lifted the pillow, and there was a yellowed book underneath it, the paper looked quite old.

"Is this what the old woman left behind?" Qin Ye was very dissatisfied with his situation. Obviously, a book with a wonderful skeleton, Tathagata's magic palm is much more useful.

Turn on the first page "Little guy, when you see this page, it means you already know everything, and I..."

Qin Ye turned to the next page without expression.

No...I said, have you figured out the situation? You are so fucking you and you still hurt me in the face of the crowd?

What I want is the martial arts! Secret treasure! The old man and the divine beast!

Who cares about where you die?

Page 2 "Old man probably won't look at the first page, so Lao Man writes again: Little guy, when you see this page, it means you already know everything, and I..."

Turned over the third page without expression.

Page 3 "Things are no more than three things. This is the last time I am old. I still have some attachment to this world and the job that I have worked for thousands of years. Little guy, when you see this page, it means you already know everything, and I..."

Bang!

Qin Ye closed the book, took several deep breaths, and opened the fourth page expressionlessly for the third time.

Finally, it's time to get to the point!

Is it interesting to copy and paste an unscrupulous author?

His expression became serious, and the old saying goes: Knowledge is power. And these things are the foundation for his new and new rookie to survive.

Even... he was secretly looking forward to the opportunity to escape the three-day curse of death, and it was possible to hide it here!

There is no nonsense on the fourth page, and it directly says a few big words: "The underworld is divided into grades and ghosts from all directions."

"All underworld civil servants are called Yin Di. The lowest level is the ghost mess, responsible for village-level affairs. The slightly higher level is called Kuhun, responsible for county-level affairs. This is the lowest level of Yin Di."

"The medium difference is divided into two levels: the "immortality" responsible for municipal affairs, the "judge" responsible for provincial affairs and municipal affairs."

"The higher-level Yin Difference is also at two levels: the 'Fujun' who is responsible for district-level affairs and the 'Yan Luo' who is responsible for national-level affairs."

"When the office of Yama for more than five hundred years, the underworld citizens can vote as King Yama. Among the underworld, there are 1.2 million ghost messengers, 240,000 soul-detained souls, 35,000 impermanence, 1,200 judges, 90 kings, and 10,000 kings, and 10,000 kings, and 10,000 kings, and 10,000 kings, and 10,000 people, also known as the Ten Palaces of Yama. There are no counts of those below the level of ghost messengers, and about ten million."

"There are also six-sided ghost kings, Zhao Yun, Ying Bu, Yang Gun, Fan Kuai, Ran Min, and Bai Qi. They will never be easy for generations. They will be special inspectors and wander around in China. Once they find high-level evil spirits, they will have the right to execute them on the spot."

"Don't be sure that any evil is not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the world. Once discovered, you will definitely be punished by the way of heaven. Even if the underworld is destroyed, the way of heaven will still exist! Remember."

Qin Ye's hand paused.

Seeing this, I finally got a little understanding of the general system of the underworld. At the same time, I also realized more clearly how terrifying Aluo Shasa, who turned a blind eye to her performance, was.

Governor, this is...

One of the 1,200 judges in the entire underworld, there are only one thousand and two hundred ghosts!

Now, the governor is under his bed...

No, once you find an opportunity, you will definitely suffer from this serious problem.

He continued to watch.

"According to the habits of the world, the underworld is temporarily divided into six levels from S to E. The lowest five-year ghost is E, fifty-year ghost, D, a hundred-year ghost, C, three hundred-year ghost, B, five hundred-year ghost, A. Thousand-year ghost king, S. Once you find out... with your strength, level D must leave immediately."

"When these ghosts are conquered, they will become soul-sealing balls..."

Qin Ye's eyes suddenly shone.

Soul-Finding Ball...is the official name of the Elf Ball?

He looked word by word, "The soul seal ball cannot be opened except for the sealer. Every hundred years, Lord Fujun sent it to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to burn it together..."

At this moment, something flashed through his mind, and he wanted to catch it but didn't catch it. It was fleeting.

I frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

Shaking his head, he continued to read. It was strange that any words he had read in this book seemed to be imprinted in his mind. After turning a few pages, his hand stopped again.

"A person who is not alive or dead."

Chapter 11: Meng Po’s relics

Plop... The talisman paper ball shook several times and rolled down to Qin Ye. With this instant killing of only three seconds, infinite yin energy rose from Qin Ye's body and flowed into the sky of the underworld. Five seconds later, he returned to his appearance in a ghost suit.

"Is this the strength of the Six-Party Ghost King?" He looked at his hands in shock. Just a few seconds ago, he felt that Aluo Shasa was an existence that could not be defeated at all. After a few seconds, he personally used these hands to defeat the other party?

The gap in strength was too big, so big that the whole battle passed by, and he had already ended without reacting.

This...is the rhythm of catching Pikachu with the master ball...it's so easy...

I bent down and picked up the talisman ball on the ground. As soon as I picked it up, a resentful voice came over: "Boy... Even if the Six-Party Ghost King is on the rise, your meager strength will not be able to save me at all! I... talk to you about a deal. If you let me go, today's incident will be considered to have not happened."
To be continued...