bookandnovel Chapter 136 The Scorched Earth Becomes A Warning To The Underworld, And The Willow Tree Stands Stand
Chapter 136 The Scorched Earth Becomes A Warning To The Underworld, And The Willow Tree Stands Stand
"gone back......"
The ghost masters of the three cities of Seibu City, Zhoutong City, and Zhouwu City felt something, and looked up at the sky.
A dark shadow rose from the sky in the city, and then flew into the distance, like black fireworks rising into the sky, piercing the sky.
"Ten days, it's over." Looking at such a scene, many people lost their minds.
They all know what this means.
this moment.
No matter what the ghost masters of the three cities did, they stopped at this moment.
Some people walk in the dark and gloomy places in the city to search for ghosts, some belong to non-staff ghost masters, they play in villas and spend money wantonly, and some are ghost masters from the ghost exorcist bureau who cook at home during the holidays. Let them all stop their movements and look up into the distance.
They look out.
silence.
There is awe in the eyes.
Watching silently, there are other emotions in someone's eyes, shock and exclamation!
They didn't speak, they looked into the distance and didn't move for a long time, some of them were watching the messenger, and some wanted to see more, write down this scene, and keep in mind today's scene.
"Minister, it's over."
The ghost master headquarters in Jingfu City received the news immediately, and the assistants pushed the office away to inform the minister.
Hearing this, the minister raised his head and looked at the assistant.
He is silent.
After three seconds, he raised his head, "I see, you go down first, and notify the emergency team to let them go to the conference room. There will be a meeting to discuss the arrangements for the three cities' branch bureaus."
His voice was calm and heavy.
The assistant nodded and turned to leave.
The minister sighed deeply... Is it over?
"What's the matter?" Team leader Wu said, he had just had some free time and came to drink tea with the minister, and he couldn't help but wonder when he saw the minister's expression.
"It's okay." The minister shook his head. He looked at the white clouds floating outside the window. "It's just that I have some emotions. The errants have gone back. The ten days of anger are over, but such anger can't be exchanged for that errand."
He spoke in a low voice at the end.
He was heartbroken by Yin Shi's death. This was not his fake emotion, but his real emotion. He was not the Virgin, but Yin Er's death made him feel uncomfortable.
Everything the Yin Division does is recorded by the Ghost Control Bureau, and 'they' are the same as them in a certain sense, they are all suppressing ghosts and bringing peace to the people.
"There are more and more ghosts, and this time there are... level ghosts like the 'General Ghost'."
Grade level ghost is the title of ghosts who are stronger than S-level ghost kings.
This is a new definition after the appearance of "Bai Wuchang", proposed by Team Leader Wu, and approved by a group of ghost masters.
It was originally planned to use SS level, but Team Leader Wu vetoed it. He said, "It's just called the product level, and it's not good to use English level. We used it before to adapt to the world structure, but now that the City God's Yin Division has appeared, 'He' is in our dragon class." In China, Bai Wuchang was solved by the Yin Division, so why do we use English to divide the ranks.
I think if we want to use it, we should use the grades of our ancestors to divide them. The previous grades were grades. Then we use grades to divide the new calendar ghost grades.
Many people agreed with this statement.
And after that, the headquarters also voted on the Ghost Control Bureau APP, with a nearly 100% turnout rate.
The reason why it is not 100% is not that there are devils, but that someone made a wrong point with trembling hands, and chose the wrong one carelessly.
The division of grades, the Xingguo side raised objections after knowing the attitude of the Dragon Kingdom Ghost Control Bureau. Focus on other things.
On the issue of grades, it can be said that Team Leader Wu's ideas coincide with reality.
Think here.
Team leader Wu also sighed.
Ghosts keep appearing, and even the mighty Yin Division suffers losses.
"Don't think about that, let's think about how to deal with the three cities and see if there are any ghosts missing." "
"It shouldn't be missed."
Team leader Wu denied the minister's words, "My personal opinion is that if the errand leaves, it means that all the ghosts are dead, and there will be no omissions.
"really."
The minister nodded, he actually had the same idea, but the idea is his own, but the inspection omissions still need to be checked, and there must be no chances.
Looking at the white clouds floating outside the window, the minister had a look of respect in his eyes, "It can't be a fluke, but this uprising in the Yin Division has helped us a lot. The ghost masters in the ghost control bureaus in the three cities can breathe, which is a good thing for our Dragon Kingdom. Can free up more manpower..."
Speaking of which.
The minister looked into the distance. He was looking into the distance, as if he wanted to see the border between Beiming and Seibu in the distance, and what the underworld servants who helped protect the people were doing.
The distant boundary of Seibu City.
The pitch-black scorched earth, the flattened mountains, the cold wind blowing, humming, bitingly cold.
An Yuyuan stood still.
His aura was strong and terrifying, his clothes fluttered slightly, he bloomed with immeasurable divine brilliance, covering the three cities with incense, and he was also waiting, waiting for the ghosts and gods to return.
DEDE...
The clear and gentle sound rippling, it was the knife stuck in the scorched ground, the wooden plate hanging on the handle of the knife swayed with the cold wind, and the sound made when it occasionally touched the handle of the knife.
All of a sudden, two colors flashed in An Yuyuan's eyes.
"It's over." A soft voice sounded, and he looked at Yuan Hua.
this moment.
The Huanghuang Dawei that overwhelmed the three cities has changed, it is slowly converging, the aura on An Yuyuan's body is fluctuating, and the surface of the ancient seal of the City God in his hand is shining brilliantly.
With a whistling sound, a gust of cold wind blows.
At this moment, there was a special sound in the wind, it was a figure piercing the sky, and a free black shadow flew from a distance and landed on the scorched black earth, turning into a ghost.
One, two........ The sky is like a black meteor shower, and the falling stars turn into ghosts, standing tall and straight, with a strong breath of ghosts on their bodies, which is the remnant of killing ghosts. They have injuries on their bodies, but the breath Strong, with a kind of domineering, firm and fearless.
They are back.
Every errand came back clanging, telling how many ghosts he had killed.
They are reporting to the city god, and they are also speaking to the saber standing on the scorched earth.
An Yuyuan stood there and listened quietly.
After watching everyone finished speaking, he turned his eyes to the saber, and the next moment his eyes were dim. As an incense ghost, if he died, he would die, his body would disappear, and his soul would be scattered. If you don't hit it, then it means that you will never return to your soul.
If the incense ghosts and gods are not killed, it means immortality and long-term survival, but this requires a price.
The reason why he has been taking measures to protect ghosts and gods and try his best to ensure their safety is because he knows that once ghosts and gods die, they are really dead, and even reincarnation cannot do it.
"You guys did a good job." An Yuyuan looked at the ghosts and ghosts.
In the next moment, he looked at the errant saber stuck on the ground.
laugh--
The knife was drawn out by him.
"Send Liu Zong home." An Yuyuan said in a low voice, holding a saber in his hand.
The next moment he stepped into the air.
Boom boom boom!
Following his actions, ghosts and gods of evil spirits stepped into the air one after another, and headed towards the City God's Yin Division in a mighty way.
In an instant, a little green flew out of the ghost team, it was a small wicker.
An Yuyuan walked away from the room, he looked at the little wicker in his hand, and at the scorched earth that was about to go far below, with a light wave of his hand, a little wicker flew out of An Yuyuan's hand, and flew down to the ground faintly.
There was a snort.
The small wicker was inserted on the pitch-black scorched earth, shaking with the wind, like a small tombstone.
As the messengers left and disappeared into the distant sky, the little willows on this scorched land gave off a soft halo.
The green willow branches are getting bigger.
The ground where it is rooted swells up, the willow branches grow vigorously visible to the naked eye, and become bigger little by little, the willow roots are thick, and the willow tree grows, with green green buds emerging from it, turning into wicker branches, and finally turning into a wicker The tall willow trees stand on the scorched land, tall and strong, and can be immortal for hundreds or thousands of years.
The wind blows, and the wicker shakes like waves with the wind, with a faint willow fragrance.
An Yuyuan looked at the pitch-black scorched earth, he didn't choose to recover with mana.
"Let it become the trace left behind by Liu Zong after his death, let it become the meaning of Liu Zong's existence, and also become the expression of anger from my underworld to the ghost.
He took Liu Zong's saber back from Beiming City to Cangshi City, and back to the Town God's Temple near Mulou Village. Behind him were thousands of ghosts and gods, who were so mighty and mighty, as if three thousand ghosts and gods were passing through.
Back to the underworld.
An Yuyuan waved his hand.
The pitch-black corner of the underworld roared, the ground trembled, and new underworld buildings appeared.
A cemetery slowly rose from the ground.
boom!
An Yuyuan raised his sleeves and waved again.
In the distance, another land of the Yin Division, the conspicuous place beside the City God's Hall broke open, and a huge empty Shiraishi monument appeared.
In an instant, words appeared on the top of the stele, as if there were invisible big hands chiseling nails into Kechen.
Heroic Monument.
Three characters appear on it.
And in the line below it, a new character was chiseled out, and the name Liu Zong appeared.
At the same time, a simple tomb appeared in the cemetery, with a blank stone tablet on it, and no words were written on it.
An Yuyuan put the small willow branches into the tomb. This is not a real tomb, it can only be a tomb. However, An Yuyuan didn't bury Liu Zong's saber. He didn't think about burying it. He wanted Liu Zong's saber to be put back. In the storage room, there is a new errand coming, and when the time comes, let the new errand take over Liu Zong's saber.
next moment.
An Yuyuan took out the Chenghuang pen and wrote Liu Zong's name on it himself.
The tomb of Liu Zong, the underworld ghost messenger.
"My lord, we want to see Liu Zong off." Kong Gongliang came out at this time, and he asked An Yuyuan to salute.
heard the words.
An Yuyuan turned around and nodded slightly.
Kong Gongliang looked at his colleagues, they nodded silently, and then some servants left, and when they came back, something appeared in their hands, something similar to Mingzhi and Suona.
Although they are ghosts and gods, they are human beings in life, and they become ghosts and gods after death, but they cannot get rid of the fact that they are human in nature.
Colleagues died and set up a grave.
What they thought of when they saw this scene was to hold a funeral for Liu Zong. It was very lively... This is the etiquette that the ancients cared about most, and it must not be ignored. This is disrespect for the deceased.
They are dead 'people' now, but they still want to hold a funeral for Liu Zong. At this moment, they are not ghosts or ghosts, but 'people' who want to hold a funeral for their dead friends.
woo woo——
Kong Gongliang and Lin Shu played the suona, both of them can play musical instruments.
Kong Gongliang learned it from his father. His father was a fortune teller, but occasionally he would go to other people’s funerals to help play the suona, while Lin Shu had learned it before his death. The suona of the two was made by Liu Zong. I can easily blow out the effect, too.
Other ghosts beat gongs and drums, and some of these instruments were also made by Liu Zong.
A grand funeral unknown to the living was held in the underworld.
The funeral lasted one day.
night.
Tonight, the moon is bright (Nuo Zhao Zhao) and the stars are sparse, the city is full of lights, and Mulou Village is as usual.
Upstairs on the street outside the Town God's Temple, two observers are still observing the Town God's Temple.
RE.......
For some reason, they felt that tonight was different from other times.
"It's so quiet. The observers looked at the Chenghuang Temple as usual, with the tightly locked courtyard gate and the pinned Chenghuang Temple.
Everything is so familiar.
"Do you feel that the Temple of the City God is different?"
"There are different?"
Another observer was startled when he heard the back, and then he looked at the Temple of the City God, and subconsciously pulled down the curtains to see what was different from what his companions said in the Temple of the City God.
"There is no difference." He wondered, "What are the differences?"
"I can't say it, it just feels weird, um, it's just a little quiet, a little different from the peace and tranquility before.
Hearing this, another observer was silent.
He actually felt a little bit like this, "Is it because of the Seibu City incident..."
They are the observers of the Chenghuang Temple. For better observation, they will know a lot of news about the Yin Division. Although they have been here all the time, they know a lot of news.
"I also have this feeling.
The observer whispered.
He looked at the Temple of the City God on the opposite side of the window, his eyes were hazy, and there was a sigh in his mouth.
The death of the evil, the riots in the underworld... All these made them feel more emotional, uncomfortable and sad when they saw the quiet Town God's Temple.
"When we are old and retired, we will go to the Temple of the City God to put on incense sticks."
When he said such a sentence suddenly, the observer was stunned when he heard it, and then looked out the window at the Temple of the City God, nodding heavily.
"it is good.
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