Should the soul

Kong Jie immediately turned his head away, and at the same time pinched Huang Daxian: "Don't look."

Kong Jie couldn't enter the underworld before because he didn't have a name. Now that he has a name, if he is caught rashly, he must be investigated for possession.If this is taken back by Suo, things will be complicated!

Huang Daxian was stunned for a moment: "What are you looking at?"

Kong Jie: ...

He forgot that Huang Daxian is still human no matter how powerful he is.

The two ghosts had already walked in front of Kong Jie at this time, comparing the portraits with Kong Jie's appearance one step at a time. Kong Jie could only pretend that he hadn't seen anything and continue talking to Huang Daxian, letting the ghosts Methodically put the chain around his neck, and then slammed it hard.

Suddenly, Tang Fang's soul came out of his body, and Kong Jie's body lay down on the ground at the same time!

Huang Daxian was taken aback, and hurriedly "hey hey!" He knelt down and shook Kong Jie, who was limp into a puddle of mud on the ground!

"Let's go, Yangshou is here, come with us."

The two errands went about their business, putting Tang on the shackle with a blank face, and picking up the quotations at the same time.

Tang Fang grabbed the chain around his neck, looked back at the young body on the ground, swallowed hard, turned his head and asked the messenger: "Dare to ask, brother, am I really dead?"

He asked very pitifully, and the errands did this kind of thing all day long, so they replied lazily, "Yeah."

Tang Fang couldn't believe it: "But I'm only seventeen! Why did I die!"

Yin Cha frowned: "What seventeen, you are twenty! Do you think the portrait on this quotation is you, Tang Fang, Fan Yang Tang, right?"

Tang Fang stared hard, and couldn't help raising his voice: "My name is Kong Jie, why is Tang Fang written here? Fan Yang, where is it?"

Odds:? ? ?

Huang Daxian suddenly hoarse as if no one else was around: "Kong Jie, Kong Jie, why are you suddenly out of breath!"

Tang Fang: ...

Glanced at each other: ...

Tang Fang was very sure: "Brother Guancha, you must have found the wrong person. Why don't you go to the underworld to check again, and I will wait for you here. If I really deserve to die, I will never deny it."

The errand thought about it, and it would be really troublesome for them to arrest the wrong person and return to the underworld, one of them released Tang Fang from the shackles: "I warn you, don't run around before the verification is completed, we will come as soon as we go. "

Tang Fang nodded and bowed: "I know, I know, I don't know what the names of the two elder brothers are. If it's just a misunderstanding, I will burn some pocket money for the two elder brothers to comfort the hard work."

Yin Cha showed an expression of "you are sensible", reported his name, then drew a door with a chain and wooden shackle, and mumbled back to the underworld to check.

The green light turned off, and the Yin-Yang Gate slowly closed.

With the next snap of his fingers, Kong Jie opened his eyes.

Huang Daxian hurriedly pulled him up from the ground: "My acting skills just now were not bad!"

Tang Fang narrowly escaped and hugged him: "You are my brother!"

Sure enough, Huang Daxian has to be reliable, and this yin and yang eye is not for nothing!

Huang Daxian was also anxious: "Then what should we do now, if we can fool for a while, we can't fool for a lifetime, they will definitely come back!"

Kong Jie was numb, he stood up and his mind was spinning rapidly, what else can be done to prevent the errand from coming to him and hide for two days?Looking for an amulet?They are too passive!In the blink of an eye, he suddenly thought of something: "Write a detention document!"

Thank goodness, he remembered that there is a common rule between Yin and Yang, which can save his life!

Kong Jie seemed to have grasped the straw, and confirmed with Huang Daxian: "Has there ever been such a rule in Hades, right? 'Those who die beyond the Great Wall will not burn their roads so that their ghosts cannot enter the pass', you said I will find an official who is big enough and has an official position." Is it ok to write a document of residence in Dongdu with the official seal?"

Huang Daxian understood what he meant, and turned his mind: "Looking for the father-in-law?"

Kong Jie was irritable on the spot: "Who knows where he went! Seeing that he is still on the third floor, how can I explain my current situation to him! Say I am a ghost?"

Huang Daxian was also numb: "Then who are you looking for?"

Kong Jie stomped his feet on the spot: "Taichang Ling! He is still the official counterpart! Where is the Taichang Temple in the Eastern Capital?"

The sound of horseshoes came extremely fast.

A silhouette of a black horse approached very quickly along Jingxing Street, the stone slab trembled, everyone on the street gave way, and their hearts were raised. In front of Taichang Temple, Kong Jie reined in his horse suddenly and turned over.

He ran all the way and his collar had already been turned out. The gatekeepers of Taichang Temple didn't know him. They only saw a young man dressed in expensive clothes with a fierce look on his face. He was blocked very perfunctorily. Kong Jie broke into a few steps and finally saw the forbidden area. The person who met him before, the official knew Kong Jie, and seeing him in a hurry, he thought that something serious had happened, and hurriedly led him to the main hall on fire. He rushed over: "Han Mu, help me, open a temporary residence document for me!"

Smoke billows from the incense burner.

Tai Changling's inner hall is exquisitely furnished, Han Mu led him in, and there was a spread of official documents and a spread of paperweights.

Ask: "How long?"

Kong Jie: "Three months."

Han Mu dipped the pen into the grinder, finished writing with a few strokes, removed his official seal, and confirmed: "Black ink pad?"

Kong Jie gave a thumbs up: "People who understand!"

Red ink pads are used in the human world, and black ink pads are used in the underworld.

Han Mu covered the black seal and handed it to Kong Jie. Kong Jie lowered his head and glanced at it: "The official of the River God of Ziming Road, Xu lives in Dongdu temporarily for three months."

The diction is so crude that it is unsightly. If the court officials come to see it, they will definitely think it is an excuse to cheat money, but the things in the underworld are indeed just to understand the meaning. Kong Jie stepped forward to get the pen, Han Mu took the initiative to avoid it Let him fill in the name himself, Kong Jie wrote it without distraction, took off the lampshade beside the desk, and raised his hand to burn the paper.

The tongue of fire licked the black printing paper, and slowly burned the official paper into flying smoke.

Kong Jie held a flame in his hands, stared at it burning, and then pressed all the ashes into the bowl, and then, he let out a long, long, long breath:

This should be fine... The errand should not trouble himself anymore.

Kong Jie turned his head and saw Han Mu standing far away, arms folded, taking a rest.

Kong Jie said seriously: "Thank you."

Han Mu raised his eyebrows: "You're welcome."

Immediately afterwards, Tai Chang Ling smiled, "So you are not Kong Jie."

It's so often that you can't see the ghost in his body at first sight, and his strength is a little worse than that of Huang Daxian, but after all the troubles, he can guess all kinds of things.

Kong Jie shrugged his shoulders without denying it.

Han Mu was very understanding, looked at Kong Jie and smiled, and invited, "Come on, why don't you take a look at the small temple?"

Kong Jie nodded, following the good advice.

The location of Taichang Temple stands among the offices of hundreds of officials, but it is different from other yamen. Ginkgo biloba and black locust trees are planted all over the temple. Jie followed Han Mu and walked over, thinking that the time has passed by for nine years, the world is so vicissitudes, and a yamen that only watched the stars in the previous dynasty was so loved by the royal family in this dynasty.

Kong Jie said honestly: "Your Majesty's favor on your temple is quite high."

Han Mu smiled: "The respected master is Bian Zhouzi in Fengyanli of Nanchang Mansion, who once went to Zixiao Palace to give lectures."

Kong Jie was ignorant and ignorant, had never heard of Bian Zhouzi, so it was hard to answer.

But Han Mu said again: "You shouldn't trust things about ghosts and gods, use them instead of relying on them, trust them without being confused, that's the right way."

Kong Jie was even more difficult to answer, he himself was a ghost.

Han Mu looked at Kong Jie: "You are very capable, did you have any adventures before?"

This one can finally be answered, Kong Jie: "Adventures don't count, I was just caught and worked as a civilian in the Earth Temple for eight months."

Han Mu nodded: "The land is also half a fairy in the world, so you have handled official duties in the three realms of humans, ghosts and gods?"

Kong Jie nodded: "...it is."

Possession in the underworld is expressly forbidden, and all righteous gods are not allowed to possess. Ghosts and spirits must be held accountable once they are discovered. If it wasn't for the fact that they had read similar documents when dealing with official documents, and had seen some human officials write to the ghosts stranded outside the Great Wall. He really doesn't know how to pass this level today.

For no reason, his heart began to beat irregularly again, and Kong Jie heard a sentence in his ear, "Can you move, you squeezed me..."

Kong Jie turned his head quickly, only to see that the path was empty when he came, and there was no one or ghost.

Over there, Han Mu continued to say, "You have come all the way, have you met the White God Sect?"

Kong Jie: "I've heard about it, but I don't know much about it."

Han Mu explained kindly: "It's a folk cult and prostitute, and it has been secretly opposing the orthodoxy of our dynasty."

Kong Jie's teeth were sour: "Sorry, I don't know much about this, but how do you generally distinguish between good and evil?"

Han Mu smiled and looked at him: "The decent spells are to relieve people's panic and sadness, persuade them to be good, and live. The cult's spells are naturally to create panic and sadness, and to fill and seduce people's desires."

Kong Jie: "Isn't it good to satisfy people's desires?"

Han Mu: "That depends on what they plan?"

Kong Jie: "What are they planning?"

Han Mu: "Human life."

Kong Jie: ...

Han Mu: "The most precious thing in this world is human life. Everyone can only live once, and there is only one life. The White God Sect fulfills people's wishes. At first, it may be just small things like 'husband's change of heart', 'getting rich and lucky', and finally step by step. Lead people into a trap and start luring them into sacrificing their lives. The more people sacrifice, the stronger they become."

Kong Jie: "...It really doesn't sound like a good thing."

Han Mu: "Things in the world always complement each other. If the orthodox religion gets too much attention, its opponents will follow suit. If the evil religion is difficult to suppress, other forces will naturally enter the game. There have been a lot of ghost disturbances recently, and you have come too , maybe it’s fate’s arrangement that’s not sure.”

Kong Jie: ...

It's no wonder that this person can make too many orders, talk about God, and make a lot of intriguing remarks in a simple way.

Kong Jie felt that Han Mu had said enough and the time was almost up, so he could take his own leave, politely thanked him for today's help, asked him if he knew where the Duke was, then left the temple, got on his horse, and planned to Going to the Chengfang Yamen to pick up people, the afternoon sun was very bright, the street was full of falling ginkgo trees, Kong Jie did not deliberately ride the horse, but lazily let the horse walk slowly, at this time his heart moved irregularly one time.

Tang Fang immediately pressed his heart, and asked softly into his body uncertainly: "Kong Jie? That child? Is it you?"