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Qin Ye looked at Xu Yangyi deeply. Should he say that he had been the King of Hell? His heart was indeed dark... I think he and Alsace were both dark enough. Compared to those who have been in the position of a real ruler, there are still some shortcomings...

However, it has to be said that this move is extremely cruel, but the effect is explosive!

Because I could not suppress my power, my name appeared in the world of the world. Soon, the world would know that the name of King Yama was Qin Ye. If at this time... I had a talk with the world of the world and let the world promote it. Let my real name, my complete prayer method, enter the major temples, Taoist temples, and major believers. And I began to show my holy presence in front of others and resolve the supernatural events I had planned...

No doubt.

In this kind of environment where everyone is in danger, his incense will definitely become more and more prosperous!

And... what made him even more jealous was that he could produce a high-level ghost!

This is brought out by myself, and there is no possibility of betrayal.

However, the living people in the world... need to try the fear of not sleeping at night... As the King of Hell, doing this always seems to be a violation of moral integrity...

Xu Yangyi savored the tea calmly, as if he had never said anything shocking. It took him a long time to put down the tea cup and raised his eyebrows as if he was provoking Qin Ye: "What? Are you afraid?"

Qin Ye coughed dryly: "No...you advise me again? So that I can have psychological construction? Can I climb down the ladder?"

Xu Yangyi felt a cramp in the corner of his mouth.

"But this is the fastest way to enhance your strength." He sighed and said slowly: "Use strong medicine for serious illnesses. Once the Yin Qi in the Yin Si is insufficient, let alone the Duke, the judge is rare in a century. Do you still want to reappear in Zhuxian? Don't dream."

He looked at Qin Ye deeply: "If you do something, you will not do anything. As long as you control it well, there will be no casualties. Moreover, it is not just you, but all underworlds are doing this. Do you think their beliefs can be maintained so well? Why do you think various religions need to come up with some unexplainable things, such as the Holy Grail?"

"They are looking for a reasonable way to show saints before people. Their death is performing their functions! What else do you have to hesitate?"

Qin Ye nodded: "Specific method?"

The tea that Xu Yangyi had just drunk almost spit out: "Where is your psychological construction?!"

"Ah? The construction is completed." Qin Ye looked at the other party for no reason: "You just used more than a hundred words to advise me. Isn't this... the construction is completed by the way?"

Qin Ye moved his butt rationally, and he found that the other party's eyes always glanced at the sword intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was considering what angle to start once and for all...

"You don't have any psychological burden?" Xu Yangyi asked unwillingly.

"A real man does something, but hesitates not!" Qin Yesurong: "How can you hesitate about such a thing! For the safety of the entire underworld of China and for the balance of yin and yang! I have no choice but to do it!"

How could I break it if I wanted to kill him? The second king of Hell lowered his head and sipped tea. His murderous intent surged for five seconds before he said as usual: "The so-called miracles are the combination of 'legend', 'real objects' and 'seeing'. In addition to this, you also need 'real objects' and 'legends' with real power. For example, the Holy Grail of Christianity, the Dharma Cabinet..."

Qin Ye looked at the other person's face: "Why do I feel a little strange? It seems that I don't want to talk to me very much

son?"

"...It's rare that you have self-knowledge..." Xu Yangyi looked up at the sky, always feeling that the sun in the Qinglian Cave Heaven was darkened by himself... He was worried that the other party had too much bottom line before, but... his worries were a little redundant...

Mr. Xu didn't want to speak, but Qin Ye held his cheek and thought about the other party's words just now.

This is a big game of chess.

A large chess set up by humans with a base of millions as chess pieces and themselves as chess players.

First, a perfect script is needed. Furthermore, you must carefully select the "other side" ghosts that are your opponents, and then determine the city to be implemented one by one and mobilize the ghost power. Finally, a powerful ghost is forged in the fear of the people, and push its name to thousands of households and thousands of temples.

This is not just creating a god... it is also creating a ghost... In the end, he proved the god with a ghost... he was the master of his own realm...

It seems simple, there are too many things to consider!

"Have you done it?" He looked up and asked after pondering for more than ten minutes.

Xu Yangyi didn't want to see him, and even felt like he had chosen the wrong person. After asking a few times, he said in a muffled voice: "I've done it."

"The old lady in Yanjing's cat-faced mansion is a bus that doesn't see anyone late at night. She is doing it by herself, but I don't need these things. She just started to be interested and didn't continue to do it."

Forget it... After all, it's the person I chose, so shameless... Isn't this a good thing? Tanatos, Anubis and other people have never had any face... In terms of international underworld politics, being shameless is to suffer... I didn't take down the Yinyu Mine in South Africa, so I'm too shameless... Hey? Speaking of this, why do I still have some small expectations?

Perhaps... this guy can trick some old gods of death at the negotiating table in the future?

After thinking about it this way, his mood became brighter again. He looked at Qin Ye with a smile: "To be honest, we should create a ghost with a profound influence, even comparable to paintings, and then use ghosts to prove the gods. The more important thing to pay attention to is that you need a complete think tank. But now no one in the underworld has ever been exposed to this matter. Those who can be contacted are usually the true confidant of the King of Hell."

"For example, you want to design its origin, the source of legend, the certificate it leaves in the world - similar to the murder case that has not been solved for several years. It is best to be a huge case that has been widely sensation in society - such cases will definitely produce evil spirits, and it will definitely not go to the underworld. After all, the road to your underworld has not been opened."

"With modern information speed, the ghost energy generated by the giant case spreads rapidly on the Internet. You also have to control this degree. Who to kill and who to keep... There are so many people, only by writing a good script can you perfectly direct it. Moreover, you have to consider the position of the Special Investigation Office of the World. How high did you raise this evil spirit? What if it attracts the highest combat power? How can it achieve great attention and not be annihilated?"

He smiled: "If the underworld is destroyed by the world before it can take action, the drama will be completely failed. Believe me, such examples are everywhere in history. It is not that the director of the underworld will get the desired result. Otherwise, there would not be many famous underworld allusions, and there are very few classics."

Qin Ye coughed lightly again: "Suzuki Mitsuji?"

"Who?" Xu Yangyi didn't react, but his intuition told him that there was a pit ahead.

"Then what... the screenwriter of the Dian Midnight Fierce Bell, look at how he is... If not, I recommend Liang Honghua... It seems that you don't know, the screenwriter of the old corpse in the mountain village! The foreign ones are not good, there are many in China! How about Liu Xiaowei? The screenwriter of Yin-Yang Road? Xu Yuezhen? The ghost screenwriter?"

"Don't stop talking? Look, we can open up the blind spots of each other's thinking from multiple angles, and even take a one-day trip to the underworld, and maybe rejuvenate the other's second career? Huh? Why are you drawing your sword? You... stop!!"

brush!

Before he finished speaking, the sword was already pressed against Qin Ye’s neck, and there was no way to see how he was drawn.

Xu Yangyi took several deep breaths and tried to control his hands and not shake. He felt that the other party continued to talk... He was afraid he was looking for the fourth King of Hell...

Shuang Ye glanced at Jian with his eyes slanted, raised his hands in fear, very conscious.

"Maybe I didn't express it very clearly." Try to keep myself smiling, Xu Yangyi sneered: "The functions of the King of Hell cannot be exposed. You have two functions in total, one is the "measure of the law" and the other is the "creation of the god". Anyone who participates in your function will... be divided up your functions unless you are unintentional."

"Do you know what this means? It means that the other party will be infected with divinity. As long as you nod it! Maybe they won't realize it for a while, but they realize that if it's not someone you absolutely believe in, then... I don't think you won't want to know the result!"

"Do you understand!!"

"I understand..." After saying these two words, the sword force suddenly disappeared. Qin Ye then breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and glanced at the other person in a remote manner.

Who is it...

What I asked me to do is you, and what I didn’t ask me to do is you... Can’t you be a little accurate?

"If you understand it clearly, start class." Xu Yangyi said lightly: "From now on, I will tell you everything the King of Hell should know, including several secret places known in the world, and some things that only the King of Hell are qualified to know."

"The knowledge on the first day will be checked the next day. If you forget..."

Qin Ye asked in fear: "How will it be...?"

Boom! The answer to him was that the long sword was sank into the ground, only the hilt of the sword was exposed.

This answer is heartbreaking...

So, Qin Ye lived on the island obediently.

Time passed day by day. Xu Yangyi's educational method was quite rude, and he was incompatible with one word. After two weeks, Qin Ye found that there was not a perfect part of himself.

Three weeks later...

Qin Ye pushed open the door and walked to the peach tree with gritted teeth. There was an extra bed there, which was a very inappropriate Arhat bed... Xu Yangyi lay on it, with a rich fruit and fruit in front of him. He lazily picked up a grape and ate it. But his eyes were scanning Qin Ye, as if it was more convenient to look at which part.

However, Qin Ye breathed a long sigh.

Because there was a figure next to the peach tree.

Alsace.

"Is there an emergency official business in the underworld right?" Without waiting for the other party to speak, he rushed forward, held Alsace's hands, and said in a deep voice: "If there is such a thing, you should tell me immediately! Don't delay! Hurry up, we will go back and deal with it immediately!"

Arthas looked at him with his eyes squinting: "Should I say your intuition is really accurate... There is indeed a document that requires you to finalize the time. That's right, Liu Yu sent a congratulatory form and a gift, and at the same time, he invited you to attend the Hanyang Underworld opening ceremony at the end of October."

Pu... Before he finished speaking, a sneer rang out on the bed of the Arhat: "I'm so brave..."

Qin Ye carefully tempted: "It's better...you can do it for me..."
Chapter completed!