Morax couldn't help but smile as he looked at the prosperous Liyue, but then he thought of something and sighed helplessly.

Morax: "Alas... who knows that there are undercurrents beneath the prosperous country?"

Morax disappeared after expressing his feelings.

……

"Where am I?!" A Yaksha with four arms shook his head.

"You...you are Brother Fushe?!" A shocked female voice sounded from beside Yasha.

Fushe looked towards the source of the sound and was stunned for a moment.

In front of him were three Yakshas, ​​namely Fanan, Yingda, and Mi Nu.

Fushe: "Really...it's really you!"

Fushe and the three Yakshas exchanged greetings and blessings. At this time, an inopportune voice sounded.

"I say, you are all dead, but you still look like you have survived a disaster. I really don't know if you have some serious illness!"

At this time, the four Yakshas noticed two figures standing next to them, one in black and one in white.

Fushe: "I wonder what your names are and whether you can tell us why you are here!"

The two figures answered at the same time: "This is the underworld, which collects the souls of the deceased. You are dead, but your soul is still alive!"

The Yakshas were shocked. Everything here broke their worldview. This was the world after death.

The guy in black said, "I am the Black Impermanence of the underworld, collecting the souls of the dead!"

The guy in white said, "I am Bai Wuchang from the underworld, I collect the souls of the dead!"

When the Yakshas were still confused, the two impermanences had already led them to the main hall of the underworld.

When he arrived at the hall, Yaksha discovered that there were other impermanence in the hall and they all possessed the strength of a demon god, and they were top-level demon gods!

Bai Wuchang introduced to them: "We in the underworld have been traveling through the three realms and collecting dead souls for a long time, but in the past few years, we have achieved too much, and many Wuchang have gone to reincarnate, resulting in a shortage of personnel in the underworld!"

Hei Wuchang took up the topic: "So, our underworld has decided to recruit new personnel. The man sitting on the seat is the judge. His book of life and death contains all the records of many people's lives!"

At this time, the judge on the seat happened to glance over here. In an instant, not only the Yakshas were oppressed, but even the Black and White Impermanence broke out in cold sweat.

"My name is Wei Zheng. Don't be afraid. In my book of life and death, you are all good people. You just need to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup and be reincarnated!" said Judge Wei with a smile.

Afterwards, countless dead souls, under the leadership of Black and White Impermanence, drank Meng Po soup one after another and were reincarnated.

At this time, Wei Zheng looked up at the four Yakshas and said kindly, "Yakshas, ​​you are all people with great merits. I wonder if you can ask the underworld to give you some gold?"

The Black and White Impermanence turned their heads to look at the four Yakshas who might be traveling with them.

The Black Impermanence who led the Yaksha said: "You are so blessed! I don't know whether to say you are lucky or unlucky!"

The leader Fushe raised a question: "I wonder if we can protect the people of Liyue again after becoming the Black and White Impermanence!"

Wei Zheng was stunned for a long time after hearing this, then he burst into laughter: "Hahaha, you Yaksha are really worried about the people! I agree! From now on, you are a Yin Soldier, appointed as the Yin Soldier Centurion! In charge of Liyue! These comrades of yours will go with you!"

The Yakshas were a little bit unbelievable when they heard this. The Black and White Impermanence who brought the Yakshas here quickly asked the Yakshas to thank the Judge.

Wei Zheng waved his hand: "No need for these formalities, this little thing is earned by your merit! Protect the people well! A few ghost soldiers!"

When the Yakshas really became the Yin soldiers, an unexpected but reasonable thing happened.

Yingda: "Brother Fushe, our ghost soldiers are not all our own people, right?"

Yingda and other Yakshas were stunned when they saw the immortals who became their subordinates.

At this time, a ghost soldier immortal arrived and said, "Not only ghost soldiers, some of the impermanence are also immortals of Liyue, and some have become high-ranking officials!"

……

Morax was sitting on the top of the mountain enjoying the breeze when a golden light appeared in his sight.

Before Morax could react, the golden light penetrated directly into Morax's body.

Morax: "What? Huh? There's nothing else in my body. Is this an illusion?"

Morax was puzzled at this time, but he didn't think too much about it. Morax sat down again and enjoyed the breeze.

While Morax was resting, he was targeted by several forces.

The spirit of the Black Fox Lady hiding behind Morax has been monitoring Morax recently and cannot be driven away.

In a bush on the top of the mountain, Lei Yan Pao Gao Ning was adjusting his love net: "Who on earth is this Morax? How come his spirit is comparable to that of the old Taoist priest?"

At the same time, on a distant hilltop, a blue-haired man wearing a half-mask looked at the photo of Morax in his hand and said, "I hope you won't let me down, Mr. Zhongli, or Morax!"

Many of the underworld's ghost soldiers, the Black and White Impermanence, and even the judge Wei Zheng looked at the mirror that suddenly appeared in the hall, staring at the figure in the mirror. That figure was Morax.

Wei Zheng: "It seems that this person is also a person with great merit! I remember Meng Po seems to be quite familiar with him, I will ask her later!"

Sitting on the top of the mountain, Morax watched the sunset, then slowly walked down the mountain towards the prosperous Liyue.

Morax's intuition told him that he had been under surveillance. After some investigation, he found that except for the underworld, he had already found all the other people.

Morax thought to himself: This world is full of demons, and now a force has appeared that we don’t know who is the enemy and who is the friend. Liyue will be in chaos in the future. I hope that those children can withstand it!

In the Wangsheng Hall, the 70th generation head of the Wangsheng Hall looked at the young man in front of him and couldn't help but sighed helplessly.

The boy's name is Suna, he is a musician, but now he is so poor that he can't even eat, because he has lost his memory and no one knows what he sings, or even the name of his instrument.

At that time, the old master met Suna who was in a coma, and had no choice but to take in this amnesiac boy.

Suna looked at the anxious old hall master and comforted him: "Hall master, we should always think positively about everything! Look, I have my hands and my back, can't I help you?"

The old hall master couldn't help but shook his head as he looked at the lively boy. The boy looked ten years old and should be in school at this age, but... what was his identity?

Thinking of this, the old hall master could only let the young man help him with some work, which was actually just some light work.

Just like that, the old hall master completely forgot about going to school. A few years later, the old hall master wanted to hold a funeral for someone, and it was at this time that the boy became famous.

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