When I woke up, I became the King of Hades

"You have been in the underworld for more than 300 years. I have been reincarnated for more than ten generations. You must have seen me and know my past. Tell me quickly." Huatian's curiosity instantly swelled, feeling a little Things are about to explode in my head.

"I haven't seen you in the underworld." Lan Zijun threw down a sentence and quickened his pace to leave the place.

"Kianjian, tell me, have you seen me?" Hanada held Jianjian's shoulder and shook him excitedly, he really wanted to know.

"I have only been in Yin for a few years, and I don't know much about the previous life. If you want to know, you can go to the underworld to check the good and evil books. Every soul's good deeds and bad deeds in every life will be recorded on it. "Jianjian held Huatian and gently rubbed his palm.

"However, what I'm busy with right now is Dragon Palace. When the case is over, I'll go back with you to investigate." Jianjian looked at Huatian's confused face, and comforted his impatience.

"Okay, I'd like to see, what kind of outrageous things did I do in my last life to make Tathagata torture me like this." A seed was planted in Huatian's heart, itching him all the time, struggling to absorb the nutrients around him, Waiting for the moment to break through.

After Lan Zijun left the flower field, he met an old woman washing clothes in the backyard. He asked her about Xiao Saixian and asked, "Mother-in-law, do you know which room Xiao Saixian is in?"

The old woman's expression changed when she heard Xiao Saixian, and she looked around nervously. After confirming that there was no one there, she whispered to Lan Zijun: "My lord, let me advise you, don't ask about Xiao Saixian anymore. He is under house arrest by Xu Niang, and it is estimated that he will soon..."

The old woman stroked her neck with her hand.

Huatian and Jianjian caught up, and when they heard what the old woman said, they asked, "Why did you kill him? Isn't he a signboard of the Red Chamber?"

The old woman was startled by Huatian, she thought she was quiet enough...

"Shh." The old woman lowered her voice even more, and said, "There is a rule in the yard, as long as someone dies in the bed of any young lady, he must die."

"Is there any law for the king, no matter what, this is a human life." Huatian shouted angrily.

"Shh, keep your voice down." The old woman wanted to cry but had no tears. How could she meet such a loud voice.

Lan Zijun was not as excited as Huatian. He had seen many resentful souls and lonely ghosts. He had already become numb, so he stuffed a piece of silver into the old woman's hand and asked, "Grandmother, can you tell me which room Xiao Saixian is in?" ?"

The old woman hurriedly stuffed the silver into her belt, silently pointed to a room on the second floor with a paper-cut painting, and hurried away with her dirty clothes in her arms.

Lan Zijun wanted to fly upstairs, but Huatian held him back, pointed to the sky and said, "Wait for the dark, wait for the dark."

Operation in the dark has become a tradition in the underworld.

It's getting dark, please leave.

At night, it is the time when the red building comes alive. The lights are feasting, drinking and drinking, changing glasses, shouting in harmony with the moonlight, lost many people's minds.

The hustle and bustle is reserved for the lobby, and the back house is deserted.

Two figures in dark robes shuttled unscrupulously through the back house, and soon came to a house, stopped in their tracks, discussing something.

"Brother Zijun, should we enter through the back window or through the front door?" Huatian asked.

"There are guards at the front door. Let's enter through the front door."

Hanada: "?"

Immediately afterwards, Lan Zijun kicked open the door of the back house at an unexpected speed of Huatian and entered the lobby.

This loud noise echoed throughout the back building, even reaching Huatian's ears abruptly.

"Brother Zijun, what the hell are you doing?" Hua Tian rubbed his ears, complaining to Lan Zijun.

Lan Zijun said with a smirk: "Hua Tian, ​​it's up to you now."

Following Lan Zijun's eyes, Huatian saw a group of people holding sticks gathered around them, approaching them cautiously, and the two of them were surrounded.

"Who are you?" the leader asked.

"Brother Zijun, it's all because of your good deeds." Huatian complained endlessly, threw the mess to Lan Zijun, and said, "Go and tell him."

"It's you they're asking, not me." Lan Zijun jumped up, jumped out of the crowd, and escaped from the encirclement.

"Hey, where are you going?" Hua Tian shouted.

Lan Zijun didn't respond, and sat down leisurely.

"Hurry up and catch him, he brought me here." Hua Tian pointed to Lan Zijun and said to the crowd.

The leader looked back at the place Hua Tian pointed at, turned around and shouted, "You think I'm a fool! There's no one there."

Hua Tian stared at Lan Zijun with wide eyes, Lan Zijun shook the charm in his robe, and said, "Brother Hua, don't be beaten too badly, we still have things to do."

Huatian wants to cry but has no tears, and can't figure out what Lan Zijun is going to do.

It's a pity that the people in the room couldn't wait for him to guess, and the tense atmosphere intensified.

"Who the hell are you?" The leader asked again, slowly raising the stick in his hand, and the people behind followed the leader, ready to lower the stick at any time.

Huatian closed his eyes, struggled a bit, opened them suddenly, and shouted: "I am your grandpa!"

This sentence caused a wave of waves. The leader was only trying to test it just now, but now he was furious, and shouted at the brothers behind: "Hit me."

Countless sticks fell towards the flower field, and Lan Zijun watched the show with a serious face.

Huatian smiled evilly, raised his hand and shouted: "Wait!"

The leader was stunned by the shouting, so he stopped, and the crowd behind him also stopped, waiting for his instructions, and the leader asked impatiently, "What else can I do?"

"Brother, I know that I may not be able to leave this door tonight, can you let me play the last song to comfort my last life." Huatian looked at the leader pitifully.

The leader is also a man of temperament, a little moved by Hanada's words, and nodded in agreement.

Lan Zijun folded his arms and waited.

Huatian took out the flute that Zhongli made for him with tree branches, played the sound of the flute, held down the flute, and moved his fingers up and down without haste, a soothing and refreshing piece of music floated in the back room, the sound was well controlled, Everyone in the lobby could hear it, but there was no sound outside the building.

The flute was still playing, and the leader near the flower field at the front was blinded, his upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and gradually narrowed into a slit, his hands were weak, and the stick in his hand suddenly fell off, and fell to the ground with a "boom".

Not long after persisting, the whole person fell to the ground, and the people behind him fell to the ground one after another.

At the end of the song, Huatian opened his eyes, the lobby was silent, and a mountain of people piled up under his feet.

Hua Tian took back the flute and looked for Lan Zijun's direction. Lan Zijun, like everyone else, did not escape the magic sound, and fell asleep lying on the table.

Huatian cautiously jumped over the crowd, came to Lan Zijun, shook his head and said, "Why bother?"

"Brother Zijun, wake up, it's time for us to solve the case." Hua Tian whispered in Lan Zijun's ear.

Lan Zijun moved his body suddenly, and suddenly woke up and sat up straight, looking at the flower field in confusion.