Chapter 337 City God

Afterwards, Peng Fan and Baili Tusu followed behind the landlord who was carrying the coffin board. The old landlord was always there, walking with his head down, panting as if he was very tired.

"Old man, you must be very tired carrying such a coffin board. Look at how sweaty you are. Why don't you throw it away!"

At this moment, Baili Tusu couldn't bear to see it, and said worriedly.

"Young man! This coffin board is of great significance to me. I can't throw it away. Why don't the young man be strong and help me carry a distance?"

Before Peng Fan and Baili Tu Su came to the underworld, a few wise men from the Maoshan Sect gave Peng Fan and Baili Tu Su a few talismans to swallow. After that, the ghosts and gods in the underworld could not recognize their identities and looked at them as if they were ghosts.

"Okay, old man! You quickly put down the coffin board, and I will carry it for you."

As soon as Baili Tusu finished speaking, the old rich man immediately put down his coffin board, intending to put it directly on Baili Tusu's back.

"Lonely ghost, retreat quickly, or the city lord will scatter your seven souls and six souls!"

At the same time, a roar suddenly sounded in this gloomy space. The sound was near, far, high, and low. It was impossible to tell where the sound came from.

At the same time, in front of Peng Fan and the others, there were suddenly countless people carrying a sedan chair and floating towards them. Those were all ghosts, and the sedan chairs were not walking on the ground at all, but were floating, which looked creepy .

The curtains of the sedan chair were lifted, and an old man walked out, wearing official robes and a black gauze hat. He looked like a city official from a certain city in the Underworld, holding a notepad in one hand and a writing brush in the other.

Seeing this person's appearance, Peng Fan immediately thought of a character, that is the legendary judge.

"Is this the legendary judge?"

Peng Fan murmured in his heart.

The local rich man with the coffin board on his back suddenly trembled with fear, hid aside and knelt down, almost not being crushed by the huge coffin board.

"Li Jianming, see the City Lord!"

"roll!"

It turned out that this ghost in official robes and a black gauze cap was not a judge, but even the city lord of the city god. He yelled at the rich man who carried the coffin board on his back, ignoring his courtesy at all.

"The two of you, are you Peng Fan who just came down from the underworld, and the cultivator Baili Tusu?"

City Lord, City God, walked up to Peng Fan and Baili Tusu, performed an ancient salute, and then asked.

"Yes, that's right! It's just the two of us."

Peng Fan also opened his mouth to answer.

"Oh! I already know why you are here, because Liu Lao Liu of the Maoshan School is my brother. He sent me a message just now, asking me to pick you up. I have a way to let you go to the place of reincarnation. You can get in."

Hearing the words of this City God and City Lord, Peng Fan probably knew a thing or two about the situation. He had feelings for this City God and City Lord. He was also a disciple of the Maoshan School during his lifetime. After his death, he became a City God and City Lord in the underworld.

As for Liu Laoliu, he was one of the elders of the Maoshan faction who helped Peng Fan and the others open the passageway to the underworld just now.

"Come with me!"

Peng Fan, and Baili Tusu also boarded the chair of the Lord of the City God, and the sedan chair floated up, stable and stable, like riding a boat, very comfortable.

"By the way, City Lord, what happened to the ghost carrying the coffin board just now, why is he so afraid of you, and you are City God and City Lord, why didn't you take him in."

Baili Tusu seldom spoke, he was a typical dull gourd, but at this moment, sitting in the sedan chair, he suddenly spoke.

"Oh! You are talking about a lonely ghost! Don't worry about it. When a ghost like him was alive, he did all kinds of bad things. After he died, the coffin was tampered with by others. So when he came here, he was destined to carry the coffin. board, and carry it for the rest of my life, until I die of exhaustion and my soul flies away.”

Seeing that Peng Fan and Baili Tusu were puzzled, the City God explained patiently, and at the same time laughed, it seems that this City God is easy to talk to.

Of course, given Peng Fan's identity, Liu Laoliu of the Maoshan School must have told him that this junior, this City God, must also greet him with a smile.

"He is destined to be boarded by that coffin for the rest of his life. He has done all the bad things in his previous life. After he died, the coffin was tampered with by others. This is considered retribution! But why did he just say to take the coffin board and let me carry him for a while!"

Baili Tusu was a little puzzled, so he asked again.

"Oh! Little brother Baili Tusu, the thing is like this, if he can hand over the coffin board to someone else, he will completely get rid of this burden.

It's a good thing you didn't take over just now, otherwise you'd have to carry him for the rest of your life. Generally, ghosts know these simple things, but those ghosts who just came down from the Yang Realm don't know anything and will be deceived. At the exit of the Yang Realm, there will be many lonely and wild ghosts wandering around, and they will attack whenever they have the opportunity. "

"Oh! So that's what happened. This underworld is also full of dangers. It's a good thing I didn't pick up his coffin just now. I've heard my master say about the mystery of the underworld. It's really mysterious and full of wonders."

At this time, Baili Tusu heaved a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't take the coffin board just now, otherwise he would have to carry it for him in this underworld for the rest of his life.

"Hehe, yes! The underworld is full of wonders."

Peng Fan, together with Bai Litusu, came to Chenghuang City and stayed for one night.

That night, the City God told Peng Fan and Baili Tusu many things and precautions. The next day, he would send the two of them to pretend to be reincarnated ghosts. Assassinate Meng Po.

At the same time, the City God also gave Peng Fan and the others a map, how to escape if the assassination failed.

It also tells about the strict guards at the gate of hell and reincarnation, as well as the situation there, and some taboos.

"Master Chenghuang, no matter whether we succeed or fail on our trip tomorrow, you tell Xiang Yu, Lu Bu, and Zhao Zilong about me and let them pick me up."

Peng Fan suddenly begged, after hearing Peng Fan's words, the City God was startled, trembling, and dared not go.

After listening to the explanation of the City God, I realized that because of the great disparity in identities, the City God is like a lonely ghost in their eyes. The three of them have their own territory in the underworld. It has its own domain and is the overlord of one party.

His status is similar to that of King Yan. If he meets the other party, if the other party is unhappy, he will be out of his wits. That is the existence of ghosts and gods in legends, and their strength is supreme in the underworld.

"You don't have to be afraid. I will give you a token. After they see the token, they will naturally not make things difficult for you and keep you safe."

At this time, Peng Fan took out three more bottles of fine nectar and jade liquid as tokens, and told the City God not to drink it secretly on the road. If he drank it and lost the token, it would be difficult to tell if something happened.

(End of this chapter)

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