The whole world knows that I crossed

Hell, Yama Hall.

After a busy day, he finally judged the last deceased person of the day. King Yan Mo stretched his waist, and looked at the black-haired assistant officer standing on His Highness with a smile on his face, who was also moving his shoulders:

"Ghost Lantern Lord, it's rare that today ends early, do you want to have a drink together?"

Although it’s not long after the new year, they just held a year-end party, but the workload in hell has been unbelievable in recent days, and finally found a free day, King Yan Mo really wanted to drink some wine and have a small gathering with everyone Let's relax together.

Gui Deng coldly glanced at his boss.

"I don't need it." He flatly rejected King Yan Mo's invitation, "I still have some personal matters to deal with, I wish you a good time."

King Yan Mo: "..."

No, you said with a gloomy face that you wish me a good time, it's only a ghost that I'm so happy!

Looking at the back of the assistant officer who said "Then I'll be rude first." and then left calmly, King Yan Mo pouted and complained in a low voice to Tang Gua and Eggplant who said they would go to the party with him later :

"You don't even come to the party, Mr. Ghost Lantern doesn't seem to be in a good mood... Has anyone offended him?"

Tanggua and Eggplant looked at each other and shook their heads together:

"no?"

In the past few days, everyone has been so busy that their feet don't touch the ground. How can anyone not have a good eye to provoke Mr. Ghost Lamp at this time?

Besides, the person who is most likely to make Mr. Ghost Lamp feel bad is still in Taoyuan Township, either flirting with the beautiful young lady or making immortal medicine. I haven't seen the other party in hell recently...

"—Ah!" Eggplant with short white hair suddenly thumped the palm of his hand, his face suddenly enlightened: "I see! Is it because Mr. Bawei is being lazy again?"

"... Huh?" Tang Gua was puzzled, "Where did you come to such a conclusion? Besides, Lord Bawei has never been lazy, has he? Lord Bawei is helping when Lord Guideng is away..."

"But Lord Bawei hasn't shown up for three days! I asked Sister Axiang, and she also said that she hasn't seen Lord Bawei in the past few days." Eggplant rubbed his chin, "If Master Bawei is not lazy , is it to do other more important things? And it still can't be known by us?"

"You guys really know how to make up your mind..." Tang Gua Heixian said, "Is there something that we can't know..."

"Oh, don't discuss such a serious topic!"

While Tanggua and Eggplant were arguing and discussing, the cheerful voice of King Yan Mo rang in their ears.

Tall and mighty, but smiling all the year round when there is no trial, the seemingly amiable supreme ruler of hell in the name of hell is smiling, holding the shoulders of the two little ghosts one by one:

"Forget it, forget it, don't worry about Ghost Lantern Lord, he is very busy these days, let him go back to his room to catch up on sleep, let's go, let's go to the party! Ah Xiang will also come today..."

As he said that, King Yan Mo had already pushed the two little guys forcefully, and walked out of the main entrance of Yan Mo Hall step by step.

When he took the last step, he turned his head and looked in the direction where the ghost lamp disappeared. There was a trace of coldness in his eyes, but soon, it was replaced by a simple and kind smile.

……

……

After leaving the Judgment Hall, the ghost lamp walked through the long wooden corridors of Yan Mo Hall.

It's past working hours, and Yan Mo Hall is no longer crowded and noisy like earlier.

The ghost lamp walked unhurriedly through corridors, and finally stopped in front of a door with black and red "Jian" characters painted on it.

He stretched out his hand and opened the wooden sliding door in front of him, and the not-so-bright light in the corridor suddenly shone behind the dark door.

Behind the sliding door was a narrow passage that could only accommodate two people walking side by side.

On both sides of the passage, in the shadowy darkness, countless specially-made prisons with fenced prison doors stretched all the way inward, gradually sinking into the dark depths that the dim light could not touch.

Ghost Lantern paused, raised his hand and took down a lantern from a wooden table by the door.

The moment he held the lantern in his hand, a cluster of strange orange flames suddenly ignited at the empty wick, dimly illuminating the surrounding scene within three steps.

The ghost lamp closed the door casually, holding the lantern emitting a strange orange light, ignoring the faint rustling sounds from the prison doors on both sides, walking all the way into the deep darkness.

At the end of the passage, there is a specially-made prison cell opened up in one wall.

Inside the fence gate, Ebisu in hunting clothes sat quietly on the simple bed, as if staring at a certain point in the room in a daze.

The arrival of the ghost lamp caused him to turn his frozen eyes slowly, then blinked his eyes a little uncomfortable, and looked slowly towards the ghost lamp, or to be more precise, the direction of the light brought by the lantern:

"Is it Mr. Ghost Lamp?"

Ghost Lantern nodded calmly:

"Mr. Ebisu."

This generation of Ebisu—a male god with the appearance of a thin middle-aged man and an expressionless face—did not show much emotion, just nodding his head calmly in return:

"Good day. You actually came to visit me... Are you here to inform hell of the result of my trial?"

"No." Ghost Lantern bluntly denied Ebisu's guess.

"Really." Yebisu didn't look very surprised when he heard that.

He was still sitting on the bed calmly, his eyes seemed to lose focus again.

"If you're here to ask me about 'that person'..."

"I can only say that I should say that I have already said this. This result will not change if you ask me several times."

"I don't need to lie. I met that person by chance. He recognized my ideas and believed that wealth cannot bring true happiness to human beings. To fill the world with true happiness, we need to rely on other means."

"First of all, if the demons in this world can be effectively controlled, can many unnecessary disasters be avoided?"

"In order to test whether our conjecture can really be established, he mentioned to me that Izanami had made four special brushes that can be used to summon the face monster at will without having to bear the risk of giving the face monster a name. For the 'Words of the Underworld'..."

Afterwards, after several considerations, Ebisu decided to sneak into hell and steal the "Words of the Underworld" from the hand of the beautiful goddess Izan...

"As a result, you also saw that I failed, so I was caught by you and thrown into this prison."

Ebisu was so calm as if he was not talking about himself, but about other people's experiences.

"I understand that what I have done is an offense to hell and even Izanami himself, but for the happiness of the world..."

"Forget it." The ghost lamp interrupted Ebisu's eloquent speech.

Under the light of the orange-yellow lantern, as if the concept of "Yellow Spring" has materialized, the expression on the face of the black-haired ghost is even calmer than that of Ebisu behind the fence gate.

"It's really arrogant, the god of Gao Tianyuan."

Although he was speaking a slightly sarcastic line, there was unexpectedly no more sarcasm on Ghost Lamp's face.

He just commented in this way calmly and without any waves.

"Wishful giving, wishful thinking to help others make decisions, wishful self-dedication and sacrifice..."

"Although I would say that a guy like you is better than those bastards who are so high up that they don't see anyone in their eyes."

"but……"

The corner of Ghost Lamp's mouth raised, drawing a gloomy but cold arc:

"A word of advice, don't..."

"Put your own existence and ideals above the wishes of others! You bastards!!"

With the last utterance, the lantern in Ghost Lantern's hand jingled and fell, and the mace he lifted at some point in his other hand was right in front of him, colliding with a water blade sword!

"Is it really here..."

With all his strength, Ghost Lantern knocked the sneak attacker in front of him into the air!

Missing a hit, he rolled over and fell back following the huge impact force. The black-haired god, who had not suffered much damage, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Ghost Lantern held the mace in one hand, and even had the time to tidy up the hem of the kimono that had been tossed by the blast.

Compared with the opposite god who was fully prepared for battle, Mr. Assistant Officer's posture was obviously too leisurely.

"Mr. Yato," even after leaving the light range of the lantern, the ghost lantern still called out the attacker's name accurately, and he shook his head, obviously very disappointed Appearance: "I told you when I invited you to come as a 'guest' last time, an existence like you with a heavy killing atmosphere is theoretically not allowed to enter the underworld."

"The last time was just a special case. It was the result of a special case with the special permission of King Yan Mo and Izanami Mei."

"But this time... I'm afraid you didn't get permission?"

"Then, is it convenient to disclose? How did you enter the underworld 'silently'?"

Yato, whose identity was identified by the ghost lamp, paused slightly in the dark, as if some memories were recalled, and his mind fell into a violent shake.

【Don't listen to him, Yato! 】

From the artifact held tightly in his hand, came a familiar voice that belonged to a girl.

Even though it has been turned into a divine weapon and held in his hand, at this moment, Yato still feels Fei's figure, as if flying in the void behind him, stretched out his hands, and hugged his shoulders tightly——

[Turning the impossible into the possible, being a human being, but being able to exercise the authority of a god...]

【This is my lord father! 】

[It's us, it's me and Yato, your father! 】

So don't hesitate, don't hesitate.

【With me by your side...】

come on.

【--Be with me. 】

Don't forget how you used to use me-

[Cut him off!Cut off all those who dare to hinder my father and us... ahhh! ! ! ! ! 】

The voice in my head stopped abruptly after a scream.

Yato recovered from the whisper that seemed to reverberate deep in his heart, stirring his mind again and again, and found that the darkness around him had faded away like a tide at some point.

In front of him, a black-haired ghost stood there impatiently with a lamp in one hand and a mace in the other.

And in his own hands, the water-colored blade had been broken into two parts at some point, and the cut-off blade, after being hit by something forcefully, was stretched and broken.

Yato raised his eyes in a daze, and looked at the black-haired ghost in front of him.

Ghost Lamp weighed the mace in his hand, showing a (fierce) kind (cruel) smile:

"I also thought she was very noisy, so I folded it for you, thank you."

Yato: ...

Yato:? ? ?

At the same time, beside the ghost lamp's ear, Qiao Wen's voice came from the peculiar "communication channel" that Qiao Wen called "the sky is very empty" (this is how Qiao Wen described it):

"Great job! Mr. Ghost Lantern! From the aura reaction when the blade broke, we managed to catch that trace!"

So next—

Qiao Wen dipped his hands into some kind of ink-colored juice, and quickly drew complex formations on the ground, while chanting:

"The heart of the south, the pupil of the north, the fingertips of the west, and the toes of the east, gather with the wind, drive away the rain—"

"58 of Binding Tao! Slap your toe and chase a bird!"

Accompanied by Qiao Wen's chanting, the pattern drawn on the ground shone brightly, and an extremely surging spiritual power suddenly burst out centered on Qiao Wen, rushing away in all directions!

Tens of seconds later, a smile suddenly appeared on Qiao Wen's face——

"found it!"

His eyes were bright, and he looked at the God Envoy who was silently guarding beside him:

"Ba Wei, I found that guy!"