I descend into the world of heaven

There is a shimmer in the sky at night, and the darker the environment you are in, the more obvious it is. However, if you have a torch or other lighting tool that shines brighter than the sky, you will not feel the shimmer in the sky. This is because people The sensitivity of the eyes to environmental light sensitivity is related...

In ancient times, except for some special occupations, poor people rarely went out at night because it was difficult to see meaty food and could not supplement vitamin A, so they basically had night blindness. In the eyes of normal people, the difference between night and night It's really dark for a blind person.

Therefore, there are very few people traveling at night.

Unless it is a special profession, thieves, bandits, or officers and soldiers.

At this moment, a team was slowly moving forward on the mountain road. They were dressed like people from the imperial court.

A few big horses opened the way in front, and in the middle there was a horse pulling a cart. There was no carriage, only a wooden frame for holding prisoners. On it stood an old man with his hands chained. He was unkempt and had his eyes closed. I don’t know if I fell asleep.

Next to the wooden shelf, there was a man wearing red clothes, simple armor and a black cloak. He checked on the old prisoner from time to time and seemed to be very concerned about his life and death...

The man's name was Zuo Xiong, and he was a member of the Qianhu family in the imperial court. His duty was to garrison important prefectures, suppress some rebels and rebel against the party, and maintain local order.

This time, Zuo Xiong, as Zuo Qianhu, received the emperor's imperial edict and was responsible for escorting Fu Tianqiu, the Minister of Rites, who had "rebellious intentions", to Beijing to meet the emperor, waiting for the emperor's further treatment. The journey was windy and rainy, and Fu Tianqiu was already old. Zuo Xiong was worried that he would die on the road due to fatigue...

Failure to do things effectively means disobeying the imperial edict, which can range from beheading an entire family to annihilating nine clans.

Fu Tianqiu hung his hands on the wooden frame. He could only stand on the wooden frame and was bumping along the way. He couldn't sit down at all. Even if he wanted to live, it was a bit difficult. At this moment, he was completely relying on the safety of his two daughters outside, and he was holding on forcibly. .

He had been a governor and a minister of the Ministry of Rites. He originally thought that he could reverse the darkness in the officialdom by himself, but he did not expect that rebellious officials and traitors had seriously infiltrated the court, covered up the emperor's eyes and ears, used the emperor's hands to eradicate dissidents, and framed Zhongliang...

Thinking of this, Fu Tianchou couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved. When he was young, he studied hard for fifteen years, had the world in mind, and wanted to benefit the people of Li, but in the end he couldn't do anything!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and when he saw the reckless man Qianhu who was escorting him, he couldn't help but said angrily: "Don't stare at me, I won't die for the time being! The prestige of the imperial court has been seriously damaged. It is not trusted by the people and has no support from the people." , it’s all you brainless people who don’t know the difference between right and wrong and become the butcher’s knife in the hands of traitors, killing all of us loyal ministers and righteous men!”

After listening to Fu Tianchou's scolding, Zuo Xiong was silent for a moment, then took out a water bag and handed it over: "Master Fu, drink some water to moisten your throat."

He looked at the scars on Fu Tianchou's wrists caused by the iron cuffs, and sighed in his heart. Everything must be done according to the court's laws, and it was impossible for Fu Tianchou to go to the capital in a sitting position.

"Master Fu, I, a warrior, cannot interfere with the grievances in the court. Usually things are black and white. I... am just following orders, but I promise that I will send Master Fu to the capital safely."

Of course Zuo Xiong knew that Fu Tianchou was ostracized and wronged by the court officials, but as he said, no matter how powerful he was, he was just a warrior. There was no problem in going into battle to kill the enemy, but interfering in the court's arrangements was simply impossible...

All he could do was to seek help from high-ranking officials who had the ability to speak in front of the emperor.

For example, Pudu Cihang, the Patriarch who protects the country, has been very popular around the emperor recently. For all sacrifices in the palace, the Emperor has to ask this Patriarch for permission before proceeding. You can imagine how influential he is...

Just then the procession stopped.

The subordinate who was opening the road in front turned his horse and came over: "Sir Qianhu, there is a person blocking the road ahead. It's dark and windy, so we can't see his face clearly, so we dare not act rashly for now!"

Zuo Xiong frowned and put his hand on the handle of the knife on the saddle: "I'll go take a look!"

He rode his horse to the front of the team and took a closer look. Sure enough, there was a man standing in the middle of the mountain road. He was wearing a long robe and had very short hair. He didn't look like a scholar, and he didn't look like a monk. He shouted loudly: "I am a member of the imperial court, and I have been ordered to escort imperial prisoners to the capital. Who dares to block my way? Do you want to go against the imperial court?"

The visitor looked at Zuo Qianhu's outfit carefully, as if he was looking for something. Zuo Qianhu felt very uncomfortable.

The visitor was none other than Chen Chu. I saw with my own eyes the most charismatic Zuo Qianhu in "The Way of the World". As expected, his aura was extraordinary, and his energy and blood were much richer than ordinary people!

He clasped his fists with both hands and said straight to the point: "Poor Chen Chu, the world is now in chaos, good and evil are hard to distinguish, the gods are not visible, and the underworld is empty. I see Qianhu and Mr. Fu as loyal and courageous. They are not afraid of powerful people, especially How about I invite you two to go down to the underworld and serve as civil and military judges in the form of a living person, judge cases and slay demons at night as usual during the day?"

In order to avoid misunderstanding, Chen Chu spoke very quickly, especially the words "in the body of a living person".

The underworld, isn’t that a place where only the dead go? Zuo Qianhu's eyesight is better than that of his subordinates, and Chen Chu doesn't look like a charlatan. It's late at night, so he might as well take a rest and see what the other person wants to say...

at this time!

The glass bottle hanging on Chen Chu's waist suddenly floated up and made a sharp sound: "Zuo Qianhu! The poor monk was Pudu Cihang, the protector of the country. He preached scriptures along the way out of the palace. He mistakenly believed in the evil way and was harmed by it. , the soul is sealed in a bottle! Kill Yao Dao quickly and don’t give him time to cast spells. When you return to the palace, the poor monk will definitely say a lot of good things for you in front of the emperor!"

Chen Chu: "..."

After Pudu Cihang's battle against the Black Mountain Old Demon, his vitality was severely damaged and he showed his original shape, becoming a little centipede, half dead.

He sealed it in a glass bottle of alcohol in order to preserve its life and prevent it from recovering from its injuries. Chen Chu knew that it was not dead, but he didn't know why it kept silent. It turned out that the destined person was waiting for it...

"The voice of the abbot!"

Zuo Xiong's position was neither high nor low. The emperor had met him several times from a distance, but the protector of the country had several close interactions with him. The impression was that he was a kind-hearted person, his conversation was extraordinary, and he seemed to have Buddha's light shining around him! Zuo Xiong had heard a little about the fact that Pudu Cihang was going out to preach to the people of the world...

But being caught was something he didn't expect.

Zuo Xiong didn't recognize this strange Taoist, but he knew Pudu Cihang's special voice. Thinking quickly, he immediately pulled out a long-handled sword from the saddle and shouted: "Taoist, speed up your waist." Please take off the bottle, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!" As soon as the voice came out, someone had arrived, and the tip of the knife had already reached Chen Chu's head, as fast as lightning!

Chen Chu's two fingers were covered with golden light spells, and they flicked on the blade of the Pu Dao. There was a clang, a metallic sound, and his fingers were numb. Zuo Qianhu's knife was more powerful than he imagined! He also wants to compete with this character who appears in "The Way of the World" and is known as the ceiling of martial arts...

When Zuo Xiong saw this man blocking the blade with two fingers, his heart skipped a beat, veins popped out in his arms, and he pressed down hard!

Chen Chu's feet sank directly into the ground, up to his ankles. The surrounding ground could not withstand Zuo Xiong's strength. There was an explosion with a bang, and rocks and soil were everywhere...

I’ll update one chapter first, I’ll postpone it for a while