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Underworld.

"Shuangyu, how many years have you been a ghost?"

Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha held a black chess piece in his hand and asked the handsome man opposite him who looked handsome but had a cold and ascetic look on his face.

There was a hint of hesitation on Shuangyu's face and he replied: "It's almost 300 years ago."

He had no memory of his death. When he woke up, his soul was already standing in the Palace of Hell.

The King of Hell said that he had incurred sinful debts during his lifetime, and there were currently two ways to atone for his sins.

One is to be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell, and cannot be reincarnated until the sins on the body are eliminated.

The second is to become a ghost missionary and enter the three thousand small worlds to capture the souls of the dead and accumulate merit to eliminate the sinful debts on the body.

Although he was dead, Shuangyu didn't want to suffer after death, so he firmly chose to become a ghost.

Ghost job is a boring and boring job.

Dealing with those ghosts day after day and year after year, Shuangyu's character gradually became cold and numb.

For humans, 300 years is a long time.

But for a ghost like him who has committed sins during his lifetime, 300 years is just a fraction. His days as a ghost are still long.

"Based on your situation, it will take at least ten thousand years before you can pay off your sinful debt and reincarnate, right?"

Ksitigarbha asked again with a smile.

Shuangyu looked over with some vigilance. Although the other party smiled kindly, he smelled a hint of conspiracy.

"What do you want me to do?"

he asked directly.

The latter was very satisfied with his awareness of current affairs and said bluntly.

"In recent years, there have been more and more resentful spirits. The evil ghosts in the world have been causing chaos. The three realms have complained. Not long ago, the kings of the ten palaces held a meeting and decided to send ghost missions to deal with these innocent souls stranded in the human world."

Evil ghosts are existences that give ghost guards endless headaches.

Specializing in hunting down evil spirits and battling them with wits and courage, this is obviously a thankless job.

Shuangyu already had the idea of ​​​​rejecting.

"Don't refuse in a hurry. This is a fat job. You don't have to fight hard with evil ghosts. You just need to be reborn before the evil ghosts and help them fulfill their wishes and eliminate their grievances.

Evil ghosts can be reincarnated after eliminating their grievances, and ghosts can also gain multiple times of merit. They don't have to travel back and forth between the Yin and Yang worlds all day long. This is a beautiful thing that can be achieved in one fell swoop. If you hadn't come to play chess with me every day, , How could such a good thing happen to a rookie like you? "

Ksitigarbha hurriedly explained.

There was no reason to refuse. After thinking carefully, Shuangyu nodded in agreement.

The relationship between them is really good. When he has nothing to do, he will be invited by Ksitigarbha to play chess and drink tea. The other party will not harm him.

Focusing on the chessboard, he did not notice the guilty conscience flashing in Ksitigarbha's eyes.

"Time is running out. This is a new token. Take it and report to the Underworld Hall!"

Shuangyu took over the brand new Ghost Token, and the moment his hand touched the token, his name appeared on the token.

"In such a hurry, the game of chess hasn't been finished yet?"

"If you're too late, the evil spirits will cause trouble, so hurry up!"

Ksitigarbha urged Shuangyu to leave.

Only then did his figure disappear, and the Yama Lords of the Ten Palaces appeared one after another.

"nailed it?"

"You are trying to embarrass me, Fat Tiger. Who doesn't know that that kid is cold, lazy and just a salty fish? If it weren't for his friendship with me, this matter would definitely turn into a scandal!"

"Isn't this a desperate move? The God of Death is about to hit the underworld..."

Before one of them, Lord Yama, finished speaking, Ksitigarbha's palace was split into two halves.

A man wearing a black and gold robe full of evil spirits was floating in the air, holding a long black sword with red light in his hand. He had long black horns on his head. The red lotus mark between his eyebrows and the scarlet phoenix eyes reflected each other.

He stared at the trembling ghosts and gods with an expressionless face, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

"Isn't this King Shura? What kind of wind has brought you here?"

Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha glared at all the Lords of Hell with hatred, and stepped forward to ask with a flattering smile.

The man in front of them was none other than Feng Yan, the evil god who had troubled the Three Realms for 300 years, King Asura.

"I'm looking for someone. I heard...someone has seen him in Hades."

Feng Yan raised his thin lips slightly and spoke in a nonchalant tone, but those phoenix eyes contained no trace of smile, and instead contained an endless desire to kill.

Guludu.

Ksitigarbha swallowed his saliva uneasily and said cooperatively: "King Asura, you brought the whole hell to its knees hundreds of years ago. Although I don't know who you are looking for, but now that you are here again, I will I can’t let you go back empty-handed, just wait a moment, I will kill all the residents of the underworld..."

Half an hour later, all the ghosts and souls in the underworld gathered on the banks of the Wangchuan River.

Feng Yan lazily leaned on the recliner, beside him was Ksitigarbha, who was hunched over and serving humbly.

"This is the wine that Po Meng has been brewing for 300 years. Try it..."

He poured a glass of wine and handed it over.

Feng Yan was about to drink when a bull-headed horse-faced man appeared with ghosts and souls.

He frowned, no longer caring about drinking, and his sharp eyes quickly scanned the entire audience.

Among the dense crowd of ghosts, he could not find the person who made his heart palpitate.

He is not in the underworld.

Once again he came up short.

In the scarlet phoenix eyes, a crystal tear rolled down and dropped into the rice wine as turbid as the water of the Forgotten River.

Feng Yan raised his head and poured in the spicy wine, a hint of sourness and bitterness filling his lips.

He paused, closed his eyes, and tasted the turbid wine carefully.

"King Asura, have you found the person you are looking for?"

Ksitigarbha asked tremblingly.

"He is not here. I am disturbing you. I will take my leave now."

Feng Yan opened his eyes and regained his former composure. Before leaving, he glanced at the wine bottle on the desk.

"Meng Po's wine is pretty good."

King Ksitigarbha only found King Shura's words unbelievable.

Meng Po was good at making Meng Po soup, but her brewing skills were really bad. The wine she brewed was bitter and astringent, making it impossible to drink.

"If you like it, can I ask Po Meng to prepare some more for you?"

"No, this pot is enough. I would like to thank Po Meng on my behalf, and I will definitely visit you again someday."

Feng Yan moved his hand slightly, and the wine bottle appeared in his hand. He showed a hearty smile and disappeared.

This evil star is finally gone.

Ksitigarbha wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and slumped on the ground. Fortunately, he didn't encounter him. Otherwise, according to that man's temperament, if he knew that someone was hiding here, he would definitely turn the underworld upside down.

In the Temple of Killing, Feng Yan carefully studied the bottom of the wine pot.

Sitting down, the four guardian Shura kings all gave him advice: "It's not an option for you to continue searching like this. Why don't you just go on a killing spree in the three realms and six realms, and you will eventually find the one..."

Feng Yan said casually: "I can disrespect the destiny, but no one in the world can punish me. Even if I destroy the Three Realms and Six Paths, he will never appear again."

The Shura kings wanted to persuade him again.

But Feng Yan suddenly showed a charming smile.

It's different from the normal smile, which makes people's hair stand on end.

His smile can be said to melt the ice and snow, like the warm sun.

"I have accepted this bet, and the Shura Realm will be handed over to your care. I will leave for a while."

Feng Yan crushed the wine bottle, and as his words fell, his figure disappeared.

The four Shura kings left in Kong were confused.

A bet?What bet?

Maybe they can find clues on the flagon.

The four Shura Kings finally put the wine pot together, and finally found a line of small words on the bottom of the pot: Three thousand worlds, a vast sea of ​​people.You are so obsessed with him, but if you lose your memory, will you still love each other?