Kikai

In the Hall of Yama.

King Yan Luo with a beard looked at Shuanglang without anger and prestige: "Why did you become like this?"

Xiao Huairan was brought up by him alone. He originally thought that he could inherit the position of King Yama in the future, but he was abducted by the banshee when he failed to come up with a mission. But even so, King Yama just ordered him to be brought back. He didn't plan to punish him severely, but what Shuang Lang brought back now was a half-dead body with broken ghost springs and serious injuries.

Generally speaking, the wounds on the ghost body will heal on their own, but the wounds on Xiao Huairan's body are still bloody now. Obviously, they were not injured by ordinary sharp weapons. The first thing King Yama thought of was an attack mixed with holy light.

Shuanglang knew that Yan Luo Wang was asking her if she caused Xiao Huairan's injury: "It wasn't me."

Although she was very protective in her heart, Shuanglang's temperament was also clear to Yan Luo Wang, she was not good at thinking, so she always said something, if she said no, it must not be her doing it.

"What's going on? Did you meet a god from the God Realm?"

Shuang Lang briefly recounted the matter.

Probably the banshee they thought kidnapped Xiao Huairan was actually an innate god from the God Realm, and after Shuanglang had his right hand cut off by Xiao Huairan, they had a chance to leave, but they released their half-divine soul when Shuanglang When I wanted to stop it for the last time, something happened unexpectedly.

The innate god stabbed Xiao Huairan through his heart from behind.

Xiao Huairan probably didn't expect that the person he was desperately protecting behind would stab him with a sharp sword, so he froze for a moment, and Shuanglang also expected this, the bone whip that had been swung out was confiscated for a while, and directly smashed his body ghost spring.

Afterwards, Xiao Huairan tightly held onto the sharp sword that pierced his chest, and the innate god attracted the sun god fire. The sun god fire is no less harmful to ghosts than the earth fire, and it is extremely difficult to repair the wounded soul. Burned by the sun god fire for a long time, the end can only be ashes and smoke.

After listening, Yan Luo Wang waved his hand to let the right ghost envoy come forward to check Xiao Huairan's condition.

Sure enough, his heart had been lost, and the wound on his body was indeed the purest Sun God Fire.

Yan Luowang was silent for a long time, and then slowly said to Xiao Huairan: "Do you regret it?"

Xiao Huairan lowered his head, stared at the ground numbly and did not speak.

"Oh, you still don't regret it? But this king regrets it!" King Yan Luo picked up the official document on the desk at any time and threw it at him.

"You are a majestic titled Rakshasa, and it's fine if you can't help being tempted. You have these eyes for nothing! Can't you tell whether it's a demon or a god? You really can't see it at all if you treat each other with love or hypocrisy come out?"

Facing Yama's anger, Xiao Huairan finally reacted, his body trembling slightly.

Shuang Lang looked on coldly, agreeing with Yan Luo Wang's words in his heart, he was blind for nothing, and couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman.

I was in a good mood, and King Yan Luo's voice showed a bit of fatigue: "If I had known that you were so stupid, this king should not have picked you up from the pile of dead people, and I should not have let you cultivate ghost energy with a living soul. , let alone...shouldn't believe the nonsense that you will die for the king's retirement."

Xiao Huairan was finally moved, and knocked his head hard on the ground three times, and said in a hoarse and disfigured voice: "It is Huairan who failed His Highness's cultivation, it is Huairan who is sorry for His Majesty's upbringing, it is Huairan...wrong gone."

Stretching out his hand to his forehead, facing the child he raised since he was a child, King Yan Luo knew him very well: "You know that you made a mistake, but you just don't regret it?"

Xiao Huairan fell on the ground and didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.

"Take it down, and put it in the great hell first, and deal with it after this king discusses it with the other nine kings." King Yan Luo waved his hand wearily.

If this matter is just that Xiao Huairan was deceived by the banshee, then Yan Luo Wang can handle it by himself, first pretend to be locked up for decades before releasing him, Xiao Huairan can still be his Rakshasa in a glorious manner, but now that the matter involves the God Realm, then It's not that his Yan Luodian family has the final say.

Two ghost messengers came in at King Yama's order, dragging Xiao Huairan to the left and right to go out, but Shuanglang stopped them and looked up at King Yama: "The spoils of war."

When defeating a ghost, one will take away the opponent's spine. This is Shuanglang's long-standing rule, and it is also one of her few hobbies. Originally, she did not do it right away because of the friendship between King Yama and Po Meng.

Yan Luowang also understood that Shuanglang was asking him what he meant. If he and Shuanglang revealed their friendship with Po Meng, it would not be difficult to save Xiao Huairan, but now this child has really let him down. , he waved his hand to signal Shuanglang to do it himself.

Even to teach him a lesson.

Shuanglang didn't care anymore, stretched out his small white hand, and after looking at Xiao Huairan's back for a while, he quickly and ruthlessly cut a gash in his back.

"Ah!" The unexpected pain made Xiao Huairan cry out, but he clenched his teeth and stopped making a sound after only a moment.

"It hurts?" Shuang Lang reached into the flesh and blood of his lower back and groped.

The other party just endured the severe pain and did not answer.

It was rare for Shuanglang to talk to him again: "Do you feel pain?"

"His ghost spring has been broken and he willingly fell into the devil, so his ghost body is gradually recovering into a mortal body of flesh and blood, and then it will transform into a demon body. The flesh and blood body will naturally feel pain." Yan Luo sitting on the court Wang answered Shuang Lang.

Shuanglang frowned slightly, then picked out a section of spine from Xiao Huai's waist that she thought was good.

Going around to his front, spread your right hand to let the opponent see clearly: "The spoils, if you beat me, you can get it back."

The white bones stained red by blood still carry the warmth of his body, but these are no longer important. Even his most important heart has been dug out, but it is nothing more than a spine.

After taking the spine, Xiao Huairan was taken to the Great Hell by ghost messengers. What awaited him was endless darkness, torture, and an unknown trial.

Yan Luowang calmed down and said to Shuanglang: "The task is well completed, this is your reward, let's go down."

While speaking, the right ghost emissary stepped forward and handed Shuang Lang a small notebook, which was a list of rewards. With this official document, he could receive substantial rewards at the Ministry of Documentary Affairs outside the Hall of Yama.

After receiving the list of rewards, Shuang Lang didn't put it away directly, but took it to King Yama's desk.

Because she was too short, she had to stand on tiptoe to reach the desk, and put the list of rewards in front of King Yama.

"What does this mean?" Yan Luo Wang glanced at the reward list that passed through Shuang Lang's hands and was stained with a lot of blood.

"Bribery." Shuanglang said, looking at King Yama seriously.

Hearing this, the left and right ghost envoys and the ghost messengers in the hall were all so frightened that their legs went limp.

Did they hear correctly?Master Shuanglang actually wanted to bribe His Highness Yama?

Not only did King Yama know about the bribery between the underworld ghost messengers, but he also had his handwriting in it to fuel the flames.

You know, where is the underworld?In such a place where evil spirits from the three realms are mixed with hostility, what kind of hell would the underworld be if there were no such secret transactions?It's okay to learn from those pretentious things in the God Realm, what do they do?The ghost kings all agreed that the underworld should look like the underworld.

So King Yan Luo was not angry when he heard this, but felt a little funny: "Xiao Shuanglang wants to bribe me?"

Shuang Lang nodded seriously.

Yan Luo Wang, who was bribed for the first time, was quite interested: "I don't know what Xiao Shuanglang wants to bribe me for?"

"I want a ghost to be my messenger."

"Ordinary ghosts? That's not acceptable. There are more than two levels between ordinary ghosts and ghost messengers. And you already have two ghost messengers, there can't be more."

"Snake song change." She had already thought of a way, not too much, so just lose one and let her sister top it.

Snake Qu, who was guarding outside Yan Luo Hall, didn't know the idea he had given Shuang Lang before, and it would be retribution on him in the end.

"...Did Snake Qu do something wrong?"

"No."

Yan Luo Wang said earnestly and earnestly: "Then how can you fire someone without reason?"

Shuanglang frowned slightly, she was surrounded by King Yama, it seemed that Snake Qu had done nothing wrong, so she couldn't be replaced.

After teasing her for a while, Yan Luo Wang didn't bother her anymore: "Actually, our Yan Luo Palace doesn't plan to add ghosts this year."

Shuang Lang looked at him puzzled.

"You do the math, one Rakshasa with two ghost messengers, eight fourth-level ghost messengers, and sixteen third-level ghost messengers are standard configurations, but now, Huairan will definitely not be able to be a Rakshasa anymore, and Liuli He and King Biancheng have already planned to hold a wedding ceremony next year. A few days ago, King Biancheng personally came to take Liuli's leave. This king has to approve it? As for Hushang, who is not up to date, it doesn't matter if you don't mention it, you see now You are the only Rakshasa in Yan Luodian who can use it, but there are three more groups of ghost messengers available."

Shuanglang hesitated for a while, and did not provoke the aged Yan Luowang for the time being, because she also wanted to ask for leave.

Seeing that the foreshadowing was almost done, Yan Luo Wang began to throw out the bait: "Well, don't you often go to the black streets to play?"

Shuang Lang immediately denied it: "No." It was something that happened when I was a child.

Glancing at Shuanglang, who was shorter than the desk, Yan Luowang swallowed the words in his heart: "Well, do you know the carvings on the Seventh Street of the Black Street?"

"Black horned eagle."

Yan Luodian nodded: "It's him. If you can help me recruit him to be a Rakshasa, then I will promise you to give that ghost a position as a ghost messenger, but it's only a first-level ghost messenger."

Shuanglang frowned, and when she was about to speak, the ghost envoy from the right interrupted her: "Master Shuanglang, the first-level ghost messenger is already very good, how many ghosts have sharpened their heads to grab this position."

Shuanglang glanced coldly at the right ghost envoy before slowly opening his mouth: "It's not suitable, to be a Rakshasa."

Yan Luo Wang signaled her to continue.

"The black-horned eagle has the habit of eating souls." Shuang Lang's voice was extremely cold.

Soul eating is one of the few taboos in the underworld. The so-called soul eating is to increase the ghost energy in one's body by eating other ghosts.

Hearing this, King Yan Luo also frowned: "Is there such a thing?"

"Ah."

However, Diao hired only ate a little each time, and he still asked the other party to voluntarily feed him in the form of a transaction, so no one dared to speak out, and he handled the matter very cleanly without leaving any evidence.

Shuanglang knew this secret because he often went to fight and play in the black street before becoming a Rakshasa.

King Yan Luo looked at Zuo Guishi, and said calmly: "Go and check, if there are any signs... Hu Shang is quite free recently, let him go and check." Heijie is under his jurisdiction this year, if this matter is exposed Come out, the other nine temples don't know how to pull him down yet.

After the explanation, King Yan Luo began to worry again: "Now the number of Rakshasa has dropped sharply, and I can't find a suitable ghost to make up for it all at once, but what should I do."

This is not something that Shuang Lang should worry about, but since the number of Rakshasa is not enough, it's okay for her to ask for an extra ghost, right?

She really had the guts to say this.

The outraged Yan Luowang blew his beard and stared: "You really know how to think."

"In this mission, I broke my hand, was burned by the holy light, and the bone whip was also eroded by the sun's fire. I don't have a ghost to take care of me, so I have to cultivate for a year and a half before I can recover." , then she can only resort to the last resort, threatening him to strike!

"..."

In the end, King Yan Luo compromised and made an exception to give Shuang Lang's subordinate a first-level ghost messenger.