Tianjun Chasing His Wife Crematorium

As soon as Xianyun stepped into the ten halls of the underworld, the bull-headed horse-faced surrounded him with dozens of Yin soldiers.These black-faced soldiers all opened their eyes wide with anger, and pointed at Xianyun with their blades glowing with cold light.

Xian Yun looked coldly at the Yin soldiers surrounding him, and didn't want to say anything, so he waved the folding fan in his hand.

Niutou took a step forward, with a dull voice, "Xianjun, you have always had some friendship with the underworld, if you want to come to the underworld to visit, pass a yin note, and the ghost messenger will notify you, just walk in openly, why bother to hurt my subordinates?" brother?"

"I want to see Judge Cui." Xian Yun looked up at Niutou and said coldly.The folding fan was in his hand, glowing with a silver-white halo.

Ma Mian said with a sharp voice, "The Immortal Lord must have seen it too. Today, the underworld is busy with a pot of porridge. In the book of life and death, there are thousands of names waiting to be judged by Judge Cui. How can he have time to meet guests. If you need to see me, the Immortal Lord Let’s try another day.”

"Can't wait." Coldly spit out three words, Xianyun swung his sleeves violently, a blade-shaped silver light flew out from the fan, and bounced away the Yin soldiers around.

"You!" With a bull's head and a horse's face, no one thought that Xianyun would really make a move.Seeing this, the two of them showed their weapons one after another, and slashed straight at Xianyun.

Xianyun waved his sleeves and raised his fan, catching the weapons swung down by the bull's head and the horse's face, and the three of them stood in a stalemate for a moment.

"As a fairy king, do you know the consequences of trespassing in the underworld?!" Niutou roared, a gust of cold air gushed out from his mouth and landed on Xianyun's face.

The horse-faced long face was ferocious, and while increasing the strength in his hand, he pressed down the weapon forcefully, and said in a high-pitched voice, "We brothers, we don't want to take you seriously, don't toast and refuse to eat, eat fine wine!"

"Yes, no, yes." Xian Yun squeezed out these words from between his teeth.Seeing, the bull-headed horse-faced weapon was lower and lower, until it landed on Xianyun's head.

In the chest cavity, mixed with angry doubts and sorrow, it was churning violently.At this time, Xianyun hated everything in his heart.

Except for Su Ling, I don't want to pay attention to others.

涳冬涳银涳涳涳涳涳涳涳晓——

Niutou sat down on the ground, facing Xianyun's back, yelling something.Xianyun couldn't hear it, and didn't care.

Su Ling, she must have been waiting impatiently, she was late, and she didn't know what absurd request she was going to make to herself.As long as he can find Li Ling, no matter how ridiculous the request is, he will definitely agree to it.Xianyun clenched his folding fan tightly, frowned and walked towards the ten halls in the underworld.

"Brother Xianyun, you have to sell one for my face." A thin, pale face full of smiles flashed in front of Xianyun.Wearing an official hat of "seeing wealth in one's life" on his head and holding a soul-calling flag, it is Bai Wuchang-Xie Bi'an.

Above the courtroom in the investigation department of the underworld, Judge Cui, dressed in a red mansion, with the book of life and death in his left hand and the ecstasy pen in his right hand, is judging the merits and demerits of several ghosts during their lifetime.

After the ghost messenger reported, Judge Cui raised his eyes, and drew a few strokes on the word book with the ecstasy pen, signaling to the ghost messenger to take the ghost down.

"Sorry for disturbing Judge Cui's official duties." Xie Bi'an cupped his hands up the hall and said with a smile, "This Immortal, I want to check your acquaintances from your life and death book. Please be lenient."

Judge Cui glanced at Xianyun who was standing beside him, and said in a muffled voice, "Well—what's the last name, and the eight characters, please inform me."

After Xianyun reported Su Ling's ordinary name and her horoscope.Judge Cui closed his eyes, kissed his lips, and turned the pages of the book of life and death in his hand, as if he was ordered.

"There is no such person." After a while, Judge Cui slowly opened his eyes and looked at the idle clouds in the hall.

"How is it possible?!" Xian Yun frowned and took a step forward, looking straight into Judge Cui's eyes like copper bells.

"Brother Xianyun——" Xie Bi'an raised his sleeves to block Xianyun, and comforted him, "Judge Cui has always been impartial and selfless, and never lied. If there is anything, you and I should leave the hall and talk about it, so as not to disturb his official business. "

Outside the hall, the ghost guards drove several ghosts into the case investigation department with the banner of summoning souls.

"How is it possible, how can it be impossible to find such a person," Xianyun said to himself, looking at the darkness of the underworld with blank eyes, "It's so good, can it disappear out of thin air?"

"The person that brother Xianyun is investigating should be the little brother who almost died last time, right?"

Xie Bi'an had already met Su Ling during the time at the Palace of Bliss, Xian Yun murmured, "That's right."

"That's weird. On that day, that little brother did have a ghost, yes, he was a living person. But since he can't be found in the book of life and death, then—"

"How about that?!" There was a gleam of light in Xianyun's stagnant eyes, and he looked at Xie Bi'an eagerly.

Xie Bi'an's eyes flickered, he avoided Xianyun's gaze, and said vaguely, "It's just a guess, and I don't dare to assert it." Xie Bi'an paused, looked up at Xianyun, and continued, "If——the soul is gone—then The name will naturally disappear from the book of life and death."

If it wasn't for my own intention, how could the soul be scattered?

There are insidious witchcraft circulating in the world, if you want to disperse the ghosts and make them disappear, it is not impossible.In this battle and fight in the underworld, many ghosts were scattered by this technique.Although the caster will definitely suffer retribution, but those scattered souls are gone if they are gone.

Xianyun's mind is empty.I have only been back to Heaven for three or two hours. After all, the world is only a few short months, why is it...

When a person dies, his soul returns to the underworld, but if the underworld doesn't exist, where should he find it?It's so good, how can people die and souls be scattered?How could such a self-righteous person allow himself to disappear like this?Impossible, my Su Ling must be hiding.If you find out by yourself, you must teach yourself a lesson.

Xianyun arrived at Yong'an somehow.

Yong'an, he could no longer feel a trace of lingering breath.At this time, Yong'an was full of resentment, and ghosts who had not been hooked could be seen everywhere.

Some people in the street commented that Li Cong's coup was overthrown by a coup at the gate of Li Cong's palace.

Hush—don't call him the little lord anymore, he should be called the current saint now!It's really embarrassing to say, then why is Li Cong so impatient, why can't he wait a few more years, his surname is Li, and he is afraid that he won't be able to win the world?If you have to force the palace at this time, this is a good time, not to mention folding yourself in, but also giving people the benefits of being a fisherman. With the support of all the generals and the Turkic Khan, he was added a yellow robe, and the queen obediently abdicated, tsk tsk.

What a Yongan.

Xianyun originally wanted to find out Ying Bo, and asked him why he didn't protect Ling Ling as promised, did he know the ending long ago?But when Xianyun really returned to Yong'an, he felt his chest hurting, and the resentment that had no place to vent dissipated for a while, and he just wanted to fall into chaos, not to listen, not to see, not to think.

Xianyun stood outside the imperial city in a daze, looking at the log standing outside the gate of the imperial city, and could vaguely see a few wisps of bright red on it.It is said that Li Cong failed to force the palace, and his head was hung outside the imperial city for more than a month.

Probably, it was this piece of wood, hanging the head of his sweetheart, when he was playing chess in the heaven.

For a moment, Xianyun hated him so much, why did he leave Liling alone in Yong'an?At the same time as this feeling of hatred welled up, an uncontrollable anger also broke out, Xianyun really thought, set fire to the imperial city, and want all those who have wronged Su Ling to be buried together.

Xianyun clenched his knuckles until they turned white, his throat and eyes felt salty.

The moment he turned around with a flick of his sleeves, Xianyun caught a glimpse of the tea shed, and felt pain as if a piece of flesh had been dug out of his chest.Xianyun closed his eyes and jumped into the clouds, leaving Yong'an City under his feet.

The land temple on the barren mountain is covered with cobwebs, as if no one has lived in it for thousands of years.I thought that returning to the Earth Temple would give me some comfort, but the big hole in my heart hurt even more.

The pillows and quilts on the bed are still on the bed in a boxy shape like when Xianyun and Li Ling left.Su Ling has always been responsible for such trivial matters as making the mattress.Xianyun brushed the pillow in a daze, and neatly quilted the bed.I only felt my fingertips were cold, and my heart became more and more uncomfortable.

In the side room, there are still several jars of wine hidden.Xianyun picked up a jar, uncovered the cloth, and poured it directly.The clear wine flowed down Xianyun's chin and neck, wetting his clothes.

The strong wine burned Xianyun's throat and reason, the more he drank the wine, the more sad he became, and the more sad he became, the more angry he became, why was he so useless?He deserved it for not even protecting his own mandarin duck.

Drinking half a jar in one breath, but still sober, what is the use of this wine?

The moment it landed, the wine jar was torn apart, the wine spilled all over the ground, and the ground was entwined with soil and cobwebs, forming mud, just like what Xianyun felt at this time.

Suddenly, as if all his strength was taken away, Xianyun sat down in the mud, his eyes glazed over, and he fell into chaos.I don't know how long it has been in chaos, a black robe corner floated into the temple.

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Update~ This chapter, I always feel that the writing is a bit unsatisfactory, covering my face, and I didn't catch the bug~ Paste it first~

If it is not enough, I will continue to work hard~

In addition, this chapter should not be regarded as glass slag~ ran away

Catch bugs, and slightly modified~