From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

"Oh!"

Mo Jiu nodded in understanding, stretched out his hand in front of the Black and White Impermanence, and said proudly: "Let me see the book in your hand."

"Ah!" The two ghosts, Black and White Impermanence, looked at each other, shoved the Book of Life and Death in their hands into their chests, then hugged each other and began to tremble.

"Your Highness, we cannot show you this Book of Life and Death! This is against the rules, and we will be punished!"

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you either, who will know?" Mo Jiu stretched his hand forward again, his tone was very domineering, with an implication that he would not tolerate refusal.

"Otherwise, you can take me to the underworld for a stroll. I haven't been to the underworld yet!"

Speaking of the underworld, Mo Jiu's big round, black eyes sparkled like stars.

This underworld does not have such a system in his inherited memory. After the death of all living beings, some have the opportunity to rebuild their bodies, but some with poor opportunities can only wander the souls in the ancient world, waiting for the day of disappearance.

Of course, there are also those who rebuild their souls and spirits, and after reaching a certain level of cultivation, they can also rebuild their bodies.

For example, before the catastrophe of the sky, the great god Pangu killed three thousand Chaos Demons with one axe, leaving no trace of armor. The Yin-Yang Taoist and Yangmei Taoist who came after him... were all the souls of these Chaos Demons who escaped and were reborn.

But is it true or not? Mo Jiu said: Little Qilin also knows it! Anyway, this is what the Qilin clan's inheritance says.

The Black and White Impermanence were in tears at this moment. If this little prince really went to the underworld, let alone sightseeing, just the golden light of his merits and fortune would be enough to scare away the ordinary ghosts.

They have good karma, so they can barely get close to the young prince. The Qilin beast is not an ordinary beast or demon beast. In this world, it is the number one existence, and it is specifically designed to defeat these evil creatures.

"Your Highness, we really can't give you this Book of Life!"

"Then who can show it to me?" Mo Jiu retracted his hand, and his right hand transformed into a cute unicorn arm.

He admired the Qilin's claw with satisfaction. It was so strong and full of power. If he stretched out his arm, would the ground collapse?

The tomb robber who was secretly peeping:...

He regretted raising this little Qilin, okay? He had learned bad things and was even threatening his own father.

No, no matter how cute and well-behaved my little Kirin was before, it must have been Zhang Qishan's group of ruffians who led him astray. My little Kirin is the most well-behaved and adorable...

The souls of the Black and White Impermanence were about to be shaken apart at this time, but it was a pity that their souls had no sweat, otherwise they would be soaked.

Why are they so unlucky? They always run into this little ancestor.

Hei Wuxie reached out his trembling hand and took out the Book of Life and Death that was tucked between his chest, then tremblingly handed it to Mo Jiu.

Mo Jiu smiled and stretched out the two sharp nails of his Qilin arm to grab it.

Hei Wuchang suddenly took it back and held it in his arms.

"Are you kidding me?" Mo Jiu's face immediately darkened, and he imitated Zhang Qiling's expressionless look and stared at Hei Wuchang with cold eyes.

Hei Wuchang smiled flatteringly, pointed carefully at the Qilin arm with his finger, and said: "My young prince, the claws of your divine arm are too sharp. The Book of Life and Death will... break into pieces with just a slight pinch."

As he spoke, Hei Wuchang looked at Mo Jiu with an aggrieved look on his face.

Mo Jiu raised his Qilin arm and looked at his own little paw, it seemed to be the same.

My real body is so powerful, there's nothing I can do about it, it's natural.

These people, ghosts! I can't envy them. Who told me that I was born into a good family and was born a divine beast!

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu shook his head somewhat smugly.

After turning the Qilin arm into a human hand, Mo Jiu stretched out his hand again and said impatiently: "Is this all right now?"

If you keep pushing me, I’ll beat you up first.

"Young Prince, look, look." This time, Hei Wuchang respectfully placed the Book of Life and Death into Mo Jiu's hands with both hands, and then looked at Bai Wuchang next to him with sad faces.

They could just quit this soul-collecting job. There were thousands of people working in the underworld, but they were the only ones who were unlucky enough to run into this little prince every few days.

In the past few years, this little prince dressed up as a ghost every day to scare the Japanese pirates, making their reputation as ghost officials so bad that it even reached the god of death next door.

I finally changed the management of a new area, and this place is quite remote, so how come I encountered it again not long after?

呜呜呜(?6?1?0?3?0?7?0?6?6?1?0?6?1?4)嘤嘤嘤~

After Mo Jiu got the Book of Life, he flipped through it and looked at the records about Bai Ma and his life.

When seeing the sacrifice to the King of Hell, Mo Jiu's little face was filled with rage, and he tore the Book of Life into pieces with his little hands.

"How dare you to rob a mortal. I will let Heavenly Father strike you to death."

"It's unfair!" Hei Wu Wu Chang was so frightened that his legs went limp and he knelt down suddenly.

What matter that the Book of Life was destroyed? It's just a copy and it doesn't matter. What's important is to explain it clearly. We can't let His Majesty the King of Hell take the blame, otherwise this ancestor will overturn the underworld.

"That was caused by the ignorant mortals here. It has nothing to do with His Majesty the King of Hell!"

Hei Wuchang tugged at Bai Wuchang's clothes, signaling him to quickly notify people downstairs to come up and turn off the engine. Otherwise, if the little prince really went down, it would be like the drama version of "Havoc in Heaven".

If they knew that this Bai Ma could be linked to this young prince, they...

That was also the sin of mortals! They cannot interfere with the fate of mortals.

After pacifying the little prince, they returned to the underworld and went to the eighteen levels of hell to pull out those who had done evil, and they had to go through all the hells.

Why should they, the Black and White Impermanence, suffer for the evil they have done?