Quick Transmigration: Don't be the hero of the show

Jiang Yiqiu's anxiety was getting higher and higher day by day, and finally broke out completely on a certain day.

The reason was that the subordinates came to report in a hurry, saying that Yan Mingxiu refused to take the medicine and insisted that the ghost king go back.

These days, he has been using drugs to maintain his lover's weak spiritual body, but this can only be temporarily delayed, and cannot be stopped.

Yan Mingxiu's soul and body were visibly weakened by the naked eye. Not only that, but Yan Mingxiu, who was still a young man ten years ago, has now turned into a teenager.

In the end, he will completely disappear from this world.

Going to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan, there is nowhere to be seen.

At that time, Jiang Yiqiu was discussing with the priest, after listening to his subordinates, he ran out without even giving an explanation.

As soon as the boy next to the bed saw him, he ran over quickly and said aggrievedly, "Yiqiu, why do I have to drink medicine every day?"

Yan Mingxiu didn't even realize that his body was gradually rejuvenating. Jiang Yiqiu comforted his back and said softly: "Because Mingxiu is not in good health, he has to drink medicine every day. Be good, be good, okay?"

The boy pursed his lips and said coquettishly, "Then...then I'll have Yiqiu feed me."

"Okay, I'll feed you every day from now on." Jiang Yiqiu sat down, held the boy's hand in his palm, and fed him medicine little by little.

After a few sips, Yan Mingxiu found it bitter, so he asked Jiang Yiqiu for candy.

How could the ghost king have such a thing to tease children around him, he had no choice but to let his subordinates go to the world to buy candy.

But even if he is noble as the Son of Heaven, he cannot escape the fate.

Heaven and man have five decays, not to mention soul and body?

It seemed that no matter what he did, he would not get the slightest sympathy from the Emperor Ziwei who was far away in Beichen.

On the day Yan Mingxiu disappeared, all his subordinates were silent, fearing that the ghost king would vent his anger on them.

But unexpectedly, Jiang Yiqiu just responded lightly, and soon continued to work at his desk.

It seemed that Yan Mingxiu had never appeared in his life.

The Liutian Palaces talked a lot about it, and occasionally they could hear their gossip in the corridor.

"Lord Ghost King is really a role model for my generation. Look at how precious the general he was before, and now he has returned from the mortal world, and he has also been enlightened by Emperor Ziwei."

In this way, the words would naturally reach his ears, but Jiang Yiqiu didn't take it to heart.

Time passed slowly like this, until one day, the ghost official sent a book.

"My lord, you were reborn in a family named Jiang in Jingyue Village in the mortal world. Now more than [-] years have passed in the mortal world, and Father Jiang's lifespan has expired. According to your opinion, do you want to directly throw yourself into the pool of reincarnation? "

Jiang Yiqiu's pen paused for a moment: "He has contributed to raising me, and bestowed a high salary on high-ranking officials, so let's put him in the pool of reincarnation."

"Yes." The ghost official retreated, leaving only the thin volume of case files behind.

What is recorded in it is just the life of an ordinary person.

Jiang Yiqiu finally opened the case file. After he died in prison, the villagers took pity on Jiang's family and adopted a family's daughter to them.After more than [-] years, it was considered safe.

The longing was overwhelming, and Jiang Yiqiu even began to think, whether that bowl of soup from Po Meng could also get rid of the ghost king's memory?

But in the end, he still failed to try it in front of Granny Meng, but called his subordinates directly.

"Help me find someone."

"Who?"

"Yan Mingxiu." The moment he said this name, Jiang Yiqiu felt his teeth shaking, as if just saying his name was enough to make him cry.

The subordinate hesitated and said, "My lord, this one has disappeared between heaven and earth."

"Impossible." Jiang Yiqiu said slowly without raising his eyes, "Even Emperor Ziwei can't make a soul disappear."

"But...but he is indeed no longer...in Fengdu."

"Shut up!" Jiang Yiqiu's tone became gloomy, "If you don't want to, I can check it myself."

The subordinate didn't dare to answer any more, so he could only lower his head and try his best to explain: "My lord, Emperor Ziwei... will know."

"Do you need to say that?" Jiang Yiqiu stood up, "I am his incarnation, as long as I have an idea, he will naturally know it."

He took a few steps in front of the table, and suddenly pushed everything on the table to the ground.

Countless files fell down like a stream of water, and the huge movement could be heard by everyone in the Hall of Yama.

"You must know where he is, tell me!"

No one dared to come forward to clean up, and those subordinates who were gossiping in the past were also surprised to realize the deep affection of the ghost king.

From the beginning to the end, we are determined.

After a long time, Jiang Yiqiu's mood calmed down. He looked at his subordinate kneeling on the ground, and asked again: "Are you still refusing to say?"

The subordinate opened his mouth with difficulty, and couldn't help but shrink back, as if the next words were like some kind of taboo.

"If you refuse to say anything, I won't make things difficult for you. I'll just ask Emperor Ziwei."

"Small... small talk." The ghost official knew in his heart that if the ghost king really went to ask Emperor Ziwei for his return, he might be the one who would lose his soul.

"He's in...the non-celestial world."

The so-called non-celestial world is specially used to imprison those special souls.

Some of them were originally gods in the sky. If they committed a serious crime, they would be stripped of their immortal bones and exiled to non-heavenly realms.

Jiang Yiqiu's nails went deep into the flesh, but the ghost king doesn't bleed.

"Tianzi Yin, I understand what you want to say." Emperor Ziwei was wearing only plain white silk clothes, sitting on a high throne and looking at his incarnation.

"You don't understand, Your Majesty." Jiang Yiqiu stared at him coldly, "You think you have mastered the thoughts of all the incarnations, but you have never really understood even yourself."

Emperor Ziwei looked at him casually, not taking his disobedience to heart.After all, who would be angry with himself?

"You won't repeat the old tune with me again, talking about your love and love?"

"Of course not." Jiang Yiqiu pulled out the bronze sword directly in front of him, "It's useless to talk more, I might as well choose a more direct way."

Emperor Ziwei's expression froze. This was the first time he felt so clearly that his avatar was out of control and had an independent self-awareness.

"Tianzi Yin, you are regicide."

"I see."

"Or do you actually want to be exiled to the non-celestial world and reunite with him?"

"It never occurred to me that you would not exile me there, Your Majesty."

Emperor Ziwei stared at him for a while, as if he felt some interest, so he said: "I can allow you to go to the non-heaven realm."