[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy Game

Jiang Wuyuan stared at him for a few more minutes, and finally waved his hand: "I can be sensible, if they can do what they promise me, I won't be angry, otherwise you also know that I have a bad temper and Do whatever it takes, this, you just tell them the truth."

"Okay." The judge nodded: "I'll go up once tomorrow, you go back first."

Jiang Wuyuan went back to his place and waited for the news. The ghost officer reported that during this period of time, some ghosts were sent over by Granny Meng, and some had new grievances in the original place. Jiang Wuyuan dealt with all these things after listening , and start doing nothing.

The judge came to him the next day and said that the higher-ups wanted Jiang Wuyuan to go there.

"Maybe things have turned around." The judge told him this way, Jiang Wuyuan couldn't see his face clearly, so he couldn't tell what expression he had when he said this.

"So, he lied to me." Jiang Wuchen smiled at the generals surrounding him.

The smile was even a little bleak, at least those god generals thought so.

"If you die on your own, you don't have to be punished, Jiang Wuyuan, you choose yourself!" The leading priest shouted loudly.

Jiang Wuyuan never liked the scenery of the Heavenly Palace. He thought it was too bright, too fake, always in a high position, and had no humanity at all. But after he thought about it, priests were not considered human beings, and it was normal for them to be inhuman.

He didn't want to make a big fuss, it was the style hundreds of years ago to make a big fuss when he got angry, and now he was so calm that he didn't even have any mood swings, he just wanted to ask why.

He also asked the same question, and the priest said, because resentment should not be cultivated to become a god, and should not exist in the first place.

"Existence is reasonable." Jiang Wuyuan suddenly remembered a word from a world.

"But you, it's unreasonable." The priest said blankly, "It's unreasonable."

The way of heaven is impermanent. It is said that it is selfless and fair, but it does not know when it has become a tool of God. Now it is said that he is unreasonable. Isn't it ridiculous that he has existed for thousands of years?

Jiang Wuyuan just smiled, he didn't want to spend too much time with someone who thinks differently, he only cared about one question: "So I can't get Mengpo Tang, right?"

The gods took a step closer to him, pointing their heavy swords and spears at his chest, the priest ignored his question, and waved his hand after exiting the circle: "If you kill yourself, you will be taken to the place of death. choose."

"You can't kill me." Jiang Wuyuan said, "Gods can't kill me either. To say that I'm a sin is just a lie. They want to destroy me because their use is over and they don't need it anymore. Kill people to kill them." It's just to cover up your lust for profit, isn't it?"

He raised his hand and took off half of the mask on his face. The eerie bones on the back penetrated from the hairline to his collar, and the mask turned into powder at his fingertips. The generals were stunned, and some took a step back in fright. .

"What nonsense! Do it!" The priest made a decisive decision.

When Jiang Wuyuan was thinking about whether to fight or leave, a crack appeared not far from him. The crack tore the air and caused the vortex of the air to make the petals of the Tiangong float up one after another.

It looks a little better this way, Jiang Wuyuan said heartily.

"I'm just saying, if you don't come, it will be messed up. The corruption is too serious. It's time to take it back." A man walked out of the crack in the space, wearing a loose long coat, and his half-length hair was tied up casually. With a ponytail, the man's half smile is not a smile, but standing in place casually gives people a dangerous feeling.

Jiang Wuyuan saw that he didn't speak, the man walked straight towards him, and the god general who refused to give way was smashed into pieces by the man: "Are you the Lord of Wraiths?"

The man just walked over in a normal way without any other movement, these god generals were wiped out, which surprised Jiang Wuchen, the man in front of him smiled amiably, as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Wuyuan nodded: "I am."

"You're fine. Are you going to work with me? Five insurances and one housing fund... Ah no, anyway, you can have whatever you want. I'm missing a person to manage grievances. I think you're a good fit." The man Reach out to him.

Jiang Wuyuan looked at him, then at his outstretched hand, but didn't move.

"Well... I know you may doubt my background, but you can rest assured that I am not a good person." The man curled his lips and looked at the priest who hid aside, and then looked at him again: "I want to invite you to my place."

The priest ran away from the corner while people were not paying attention, probably looking for the god above, the man didn't care, he just curled his lips: "My hands are sore, come or not? Oh yes, I want to It's been recycled here, if you don't come, you have to follow them all... understand?"

Jiang Wuyuan didn't easily trust this man of unknown origin, he shook his head: "I just want a bowl of Mengpo soup, I don't ask for anything else."

"That's okay too..." The man just said halfway, when he heard a voice behind him mixed with the spiritual power of heaven hitting the back of his head, the man temporarily put down his hands and turned his head.

"Who dares to be presumptuous here!" said the upper god.

The man dug his ear with his little finger, and clicked his tongue: "Why, I have something to say, I'm here to poach someone."

God made his move, and the impact of the power of heaven carried a killing intent that Jiang Wuchen had never seen before. Only then did Jiang Wuchen know that God also has killing intent, and God is also like him, with eyes full of blood. resentment.

Jiang Wuyuan raised his hand, thousands of resentful spirits broke out from the bones, instantly covering the sky and turning into darkness, unable to breathe or move, the suppressed terror of resentment made everyone deeply trapped in it.

He made the move not because of anything else, but because he wanted to settle his own affairs first.

He asked God: "It's just in time, I want Mengpo soup, can you give it?"

God got angry, God couldn't accept someone who challenged his authority, God's language was majestic and oppressive, every word fell on Jiang Wuyuan's eardrum.

"Resentment shouldn't have appeared in the world, dirty things are not worthy of talking to God!"

Jiang Wuyuan squinted his eyes, and was about to make another move when his shoulder was patted. A man appeared behind him, shook his head at him, and then asked him to put away those grievances.

Although Jiang Wuyuan didn't know why the man asked him to do this, but after thinking about it for a moment, thinking of his ability to kill the general without even moving his hand, he did so.

The man snapped his fingers in the direction of the god, and he saw that the god's face changed from arrogance to surprise and pain, twisting to be more terrifying than a ghost.

God also turned from feet to fly ash in a matter of seconds.

The appearance of the gods began to become dramatic, which Jiang Wuchen had never thought of. A man actually possessed the ability to kill a god. Jiang Wuchen knew the pros and cons, so he answered: "I can go with you, but Who are you?"

The man turned his head and smiled at Jiang Wuren amidst the terrified expressions of all the generals: "I am the creator of the world, Shen Wuzheng."