Something strange is coming? Fortunately, I am the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace

Return to Qingshi.

City God's Hall.

Shen Jian took out the unified City God's Seal and forcibly summoned the remaining souls that were about to dissipate within the City God's Seal.

This City God named "Zhang" had a ninth-level meritorious golden body during his lifetime, so he retained a trace of Yin Qi fluctuations in the City God's Seal.

If he hadn't held the position of one of the five great kings of hell, he probably wouldn't have been able to summon this lonely soul.

Shen Jian raised his hand and waved.

White mist spread on the ground, and an old man with an old face and wearing a red official uniform of the City God suddenly appeared.

The old man appeared and glanced around in confusion at first. Then, when he saw Shen Jian standing in front of him, his old expression suddenly became serious.

As if distinguishing something.

Subsequently.

The pupils wrinkled little by little, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Yan... Lord Yama!?"

The old man saluted respectfully:

"My subordinate Zhang Ping, the city god of Anlin County, has met the King of Hell."

Shen Jian narrowed his eyes.

A bit of imperceptible disappointment flashed in his eyes.

The status of a county-level city god is too low.

In the mythical age when the underworld still existed, it was difficult for a mere county-level city god to know the true secrets of the underworld.

But only for a moment.

He didn't bother about it.

A knowing smile appeared on his face.

"Do you recognize me?"

"I don't know you, but Lord Yama has the personality of the King of Hell, but I won't admit it wrong."

Zhang Ping was a little excited.

Although he is a local city god, his status is indeed not high.

This is the first time in his life that he has seen one of the ten kings of hell in the underworld.

Which palace is this person in front of him, the King of Hell?

As far as he knew, all the ten kings of hell should have disappeared.

then.

Zhang Ping felt it carefully again.

King Yama!

"It's actually this gentleman."

this moment.

Zhang Ping was overwhelmed with shock.

King Yama, this is the strongest among the ten kings of hell.

Has this gentleman actually survived to this day?

"Huh? Wait, why do I seem to have sensed the personalities of other Lord Yans again?"

Zhang Ping looked confused.

Feel it again.

He seemed to have sensed the personality of Lord Qin Guang in Lord Yama.

Zhang Ping:? ? ?

Damn it!

He didn't drink fake wine.

Why is it so good? I'm confused.

and.

In addition to Lord Qin Guang, he seemed to have noticed the personalities of several other Yan Juns.

King of Chujiang!

Emperor Song!

The king of robbers!

In addition to the King Qin Guang and King Yama he had previously sensed...

this moment.

Zhang Ping was completely frightened.

One person combines the five great Yama personalities into one person.

Are you fucking telling him a fairy tale?

The ten halls of Yama each have their own duties and each manage their own territory.

How can anyone superimpose the five Yamas into one body?

a long time.

Only then did Zhang Ping regain his composure.

The look he looked at Shen Jian was like looking at a monster.

See this.

Shen Jian didn't rush him.

He said unhurriedly: "You know your state, right? According to the time, you will disappear completely within three quarters of noon."

"My subordinate understands."

Zhang Ping adjusted his mood and said more respectfully: "My subordinate is already dead, so why not die again now? Master Yan called me, maybe because he wanted to know what happened in the underworld back then, right?"

Shen Jian nodded.

Zhang Ping considered the meaning for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "I hope you will forgive me. I don't know much."

"Just tell me what you know."

"Yes." Zhang Ping responded: "Back then, for unknown reasons, the six realms of reincarnation were broken, and the eighteen levels of hell were missing, causing the underworld to fall apart and fall into chaos. We, the city gods, later learned that the Ten Palaces of Hell, the Five Ghost Emperors, and Fengdu The emperor and other big figures who could preside over the overall situation have all disappeared, disappearing together with the underworld."

"The only ones left are us city gods scattered around."

"At that time, the strongest part of us, the City God, decided to investigate in depth in the direction where the underworld disappeared, but no one returned, and the statue of the City God was also broken."

"So, the remaining city gods united to maintain the stability of the Yangshi, until... an inexplicable force suddenly came to the Yangshi, pulling away the people under our jurisdiction everywhere, and most of them gained the power of ghosts after they came out. "

"A large number of people began to rebel, and the incense in the world began to decrease."

"For this reason, we decided to investigate this unknown force."

"In the meantime, more than a hundred years have passed. Because of my low status, I was not assigned to the investigation team. Instead, I have been in charge of the territory under my command, until... one day, a voice rang in my ears, When I woke up again, I appeared in a small mountain village, surrounded by ghosts attacking me."

"In the end, because there was no incense provided, my memory ended up at the scene of the City God's Temple being trampled on."

Zhang Ping's tone was a little low.

He was a majestic city god, but in the end he died in the hands of a group of evil ghosts.

After listening.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

The six paths of reincarnation were broken, and the eighteen levels of hell disappeared, causing the underworld to fall apart.

Even the Ten Palaces of Hell, the Five Ghost Emperors, and the Great Emperor of Fengdu all disappeared, including the underworld...

He also had some guesses about this result.

Thinking.

Shen Jian asked: "What is that sound in your ear?"

"I remember... you have been selected by the world of gods and ghosts and are being forced to join."

Hear the words.

Shen Jian looked as usual.

It is indeed a thriller game.

Just changed the name.

Thriller games at that time looked more domineering than they do now.

Even the City God dared to pull him in, and even forced his way in. Combined with what Zhang Ping said, there is no doubt that this is a trap.

A trap for the City God.

First cut off its incense, and then send a steady stream of ghost ghosts to consume the opponent to death.

In Shen Jian's view, although Zhang Ping is a county-level city god, his level of yin energy is obviously not weak. According to the judgment standards of the horror world, Zhang Ping is a genuine ghost and god.

If you want to consume a ghost and god to death, you can imagine the cost involved.

The horror games back then were probably dozens or hundreds of times richer than what they are now.

Think of this.

Shen Jian's face looked a little solemn.

Although today's Horror Games cannot invade the world of Yang under his nose, Shen Jian knows that it is the result of the underworld city god and Horror Games losing both sides.

at the moment.

The horror game is back, but there is no one left in the underworld.

"There is one more thing that I think you need to pay attention to, sir."

"Um?"

"During the battle between the other city gods and this force, I accidentally heard that there were traces of Po Meng in that world of gods and ghosts."

"Mother Meng?"

Shen Jian pondered slightly.

Nowadays, the underworld has been initially perfected. Except for the six heavens of Luo Feng, everything else has substitutes. However, when it comes to the last level of the six paths of reincarnation, which is Meng Po Tang, the underworld cannot be realized.

This is a necessary condition for entering the six realms of reincarnation.

Otherwise, if a being who carries the memory of the previous life or several previous lives is reincarnated, the world will be in chaos sooner or later.

In the end, various abnormal events such as [Rebirth of the Ghost King Invincible] and [Rebirth of Urban Cultivation] occurred.

This.

We need Po Meng.

But if Meng Po appeared in the horror world, he shouldn't be unaware of it.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

Are you in the deep ghost realm again...

"Master Yan, that's all I know."

Zhang Ping said respectfully.

Shen Jian nodded. Although he didn't fully understand the truth, it still solved part of the mystery in his heart.

Think about it.

Shen Jian said, "What other wishes do you have left to fulfill?"

Zhang Ping was stunned and said in a somewhat calm tone: "Master Yan Jun, if possible, I would like to know if I have any descendants to continue. Before my death, the Zhang family had already extended to the sixth generation under my care. Dai, I tried my best to give away half of the City God's Seal, hoping that they would remember this period of history."

"Yes, and it is prosperous. Among your descendants, I have chosen an outstanding City God candidate. I plan to let him manage the City God Temple in a province after his death."

Shen Jian told him everything he knew about the Zhang family.

Zhang Ping's face looked a little pleased.

This descendant is blessed.

To be able to be noticed by Lord Yan and selected personally.

If so, he has fulfilled his wish.

However.

at this time.

Shen Jian seemed to feel something in his heart.

He looked stunned.

Then he took out the life and death book.

The Book of Life and Death is the book of life and death used by the underworld to control the life span of all living beings. Before Judge Wen returns to his position, it is controlled by him, the King of Hell.

Once there is contact with him, or the death countdown of the person he values ​​​​is, the life and death book will issue a warning.

now.

Life and Death Bo reacted again.

This means that the countdown to death for the person he likes has begun again.

Who could it be?

Shen Jian opened the booklet.

A name fades away.

【Zhang Zizhong】

[Lifespan: 74 (77)]

[Time of death: 10 noon. 】

[Cause of death: Evil ghost's backlash. 】

[Place of death: Zhang family’s ancient residence. 】

Looking at the names on the book of life and death, Shen Jian was slightly stunned.

Then he looked at Zhang Ping.

"Your Zhang family is really in trouble."

"Sir, what happened?"

"Your descendant, who is also the city god candidate I have chosen, is about to die. Calculating the time, there should be a few minutes left."

Shen Jian glanced at Shengshengbo and said calmly.

"He originally had three years left to live, but due to excessive use of the ghost's supernatural power, he died early."

Shen Jian was also a little surprised.

His brows furrowed slightly.

He originally planned to ask the city leader of Handong Province to help him build the City God's Temple in the entire province. As a reward, when the other party dies, he can use the token given by him to parachute into the City God who controls Handong Province.

But now, the time of death of this city leader has been brought forward.

In this case, there are some flaws.

"what do you want to say?"

Shen Jian looked at Zhang Ping who was about to speak.

Zhang Ping immediately knelt down.

"Sir, I am a remnant of my past, and my care for the Zhang family has come to an end, but I still want to ask for a favor from Lord Yan. Since he still has three years to live, I hope he can truly die."

"good."

When Shen Jian opened his mouth, there were sounds of vast ghosts and gods.

"River God."

soon.

The son of the River God, wearing a black and red robe, came to Shen Jian.

"grown ups."

"As a judge who rewards good deeds, you risked my life and death to save one person."