"Lord He Bo, those spiritual officials have begun to impeach you again."
Du Yu approached Qiu Ping and lowered his voice.
Some time ago, because of Qiu Ping's verbal attacks, the spiritual officials were at a standstill for a few days.
But they didn't expect that not long after this, Qiu Ping gave them another big job.
I don't know where I got more than 2,000 people, and they were all above the Holy Embryo level. Excluding high-end combat power, this was equivalent to the number of gods in several states.
The Caoyun Yamen was originally a little bloated, but now it is like a steamed bun, swollen to a mess.
The Imperial Envoy Spirit Officers finally found the point to spray.
What do you plan to do when you punish so many people at once? Rebellion?
Shinto has always prohibited the separation of gods, so as to avoid being like the previous Shenting, where the great gods occupied one side and listened to the instructions but not the announcements, almost becoming independent small kingdoms.
Today, Qiuping's water transportation yamen has already seen this trend.
The spirit officials suggested to King Ming Ling that they hope to break up the spirits transported by water and distribute them to various places so that they cannot be twisted into one and avoid hidden dangers.
Some people even suggested splitting it into three shares.
Part of it goes to the underworld, part of it goes to the Northland, and part of it goes to the starry sky.
If you still feel it’s not scattered enough, send some more to the world.
Anyway, Shinto is short of people everywhere, and these demon clans are not weak and can be used in emergencies.
In short, these spiritual officials had only one opinion: they felt that a yamen should not be allowed to expand to this extent.
Split, must be split!
"Tell me, these people are really hateful. Why can't they just fish happily? They insist on causing trouble for me."
Qiu Ping expressed his melancholy.
I haven't offended anyone, so why do you always come to make things difficult for me?
Why should the people I recruited based on their abilities be assigned to other yamen?
Du Yu looked embarrassed at the side. He couldn't say that. After all, we are just a water transport yamen. It would be a waste to have so many people at once.
In fact, it will essentially hinder the efficiency of water transportation. At least half of the final revenue must be allocated to pay for the salary of the additional two thousand gods.
The price/performance ratio is really not high.
Just when Du Yu was thinking about how to persuade him, he suddenly heard a report coming from below, saying that Ling Bo, the head of the household, was asking for a meeting.
"He must be here to complain. Hufang is in charge of taxation and revenue. There are two thousand more gods this time. Lingbo definitely won't do it."
Du Yu whispered to Qiu Ping.
"Ah...it's that prickly head."
Qiu Ping remembered that he had been busy rectifying the problems in water transportation recently, but he had forgotten that there was also a problem among the six houses.
Back then, Ling Bo and his colleagues did not give him face, and Qiu Ping never had the chance to deal with him.
It's a good time now, let's sort it out together.
"Let him wait outside for a while, Ben Hebo is busy."
Qiu Ping was going to ignore the old boy for a while. Last time I called you and you didn't come. Now you want to see me and I can't see you either.
We also have tempers.
"I think you are right. We have gained more than 2,000 people all of a sudden, and we cannot keep them to make ends meet. We must actively create revenue, expand business scale, identify user pain points, open up new tracks, and focus on efficiency. Focus on opening up category coverage horizontally, focus on perception granularity, promote the market sinking, and use your strength to create a combination of punches..."
Qiu Ping's eyes were deep, looking into the distance, and he spoke quietly.
Cold sweat broke out on Du Yu's back. Damn it, I couldn't understand what He Bo was talking about.
"I proposed to King Minling before that we would join forces with the Lei Department to form a law enforcement agency."
"I probably won't be able to get this job. After all, our water transport yamen is far from the authority of the Lei Department. But I think it would be too wasteful if the water transport is just to assist the human dynasty in transporting goods."
"I think we can open up the Styx River to transport goods during the day and people at night...well, transport dead people."
"Look at our water transport map, it connects six of the nine states, and there are countless prefectures and counties along the way. If these big rivers are connected, all the nine states can be included.
"At that time, if we dig some small rivers, we can use them as arteries to truly extend to every prefecture and county."
"At that time, all the ghosts can be sent from the Cao Canal River to the Imperial Capital, and then uniformly sent from the Imperial Capital to the Netherworld. This will greatly increase the efficiency of transporting the ghosts and avoid excessive loss of ghosts."
Qiu Ping stretched out his hand to reveal the shadow of the Thirteenth River, pointed at it and said.
With just a few clicks of his fingers, he used Kyushu as a chessboard to lay out an overall situation.
Du Yu originally just thought Qiu Ping was joking, but after hearing about it, he actually felt that this method had great potential.
In the past, the ghosts in the human world were connected to the underworld by various prefectures and counties, which required countless underworld missions.
But if water transportation is used as a channel, as long as checkpoints are set up at several major nodes to maintain the operation of water transportation, all the ghosts in the world can be transported to the Imperial Capital and then uniformly transported to the Yin Division.
What he didn't know was that there was another reason why Qiu Ping considered it this way.
Because he once traveled under the desk of Chief Lei Yangjun and overheard the conversation between Changyang Lord, Minngling King and Taishi God.
Knowing that in order to strengthen its control over the human world, Shinto plans to implement the [Spiritual Root] system based on the [Source Veins] of various places.
That is: all reincarnated ghosts must have a brand in their bodies in advance. The depth of this mark will be determined based on the level of merit in the previous life.
Those with deep imprints have superior spiritual roots and have greater authority to obtain the spiritual essence of heaven and earth, and will naturally be able to absorb more spiritual essence.
On the contrary, the spiritual essence absorbed will be meager.
The collection of Yin Souls is done by people from the Yin Division, but the authority to imprint the [Spiritual Root] is in the hands of the earth.
If the ghosts from all over the country can be brought together to the Imperial Capital with the help of water transportation, the efficiency of the branding can be greatly enhanced.
"But...we have nothing to do with the Yin Division. The Yin Division will not pay attention to us. Moreover, we have to convince King Mingling to have any hope of joining forces with the Yin Division to accomplish this matter."
The impact of this method is too great, and it is no longer something that middle-level gods like them should consider.
"Hey, what a coincidence, I happen to have hundreds of millions of connections in the underworld."
Qiu Ping chuckled, doesn't this show our good popularity?
To put it bluntly, our relationship in the underworld is much stronger than in the human world.
God Taishi became the Lord of Netherworld Mansion only after he obtained my [Huangquan Terrace]. With the 70,000 gods in Huangquan Terrace, he gained enough foundation to establish his Taoism in Huangquan Sea.
Also, my axe that day was a treasure created by God Taishi back then.
Based on our relationship, it is not an exaggeration to say that we are biological father and son without any blood relationship.
"Just wait here, I'll come back as soon as I go."
Qiu Ping also had a fiery temperament, and he immediately disappeared, escaped into the void, and headed towards the netherworld.
Du Yu looked at the empty hall, feeling a little confused.
And he suddenly remembered that it seemed that the housekeeper Ling Bo was still waiting outside.
…
The vast sea of yellow spring is boundless, and the turbid waves are rolling, as if they contain rolling sand, sweeping away all the sins.
Countless ferocious faces emerged from the water, struggling to escape.
But Huangquanhai was like thick glue, dragging them mercilessly to the bottom of the water.
The impurities in this underworld are the accumulation of negative forces in people's hearts over thousands of years.
In the center of the Underworld Sea, a flesh-and-blood giant sitting cross-legged and reaching into the sky and the earth. His body seemed to hold up the entire world. The huge body with no skin, only flesh and blood, and meridians was extremely shocking and heart-stopping to look at.
If you get closer, you can see that there are a lot of holes in the giant's body.
These holes are intricate and connected into one body. They are as numerous as the size of an ordinary person, but the figures flying in and out of the giant's body seem to be very busy.
"The new batch of ghosts have been refined and ready to be harvested, branded with spiritual roots, and then sent to the six reincarnations."
With the giant as the center, there are actually countless figures rising and falling.
They rode a big boat, like fishermen, throwing fine fishing nets into the Yellow Spring Sea. Then the fishing nets tightened, dragging up bodies with calm faces and translucent figures.
These ghosts have been refined by the underworld water.
All the grievances and grudges from the previous life have been eliminated, but what you will do in the next life depends on how much merit you have done in the previous life.
In the sea of Yellow Spring, there is a fog teleportation walkway suspended. All the salvaged ghosts are sent into the teleportation walkway, and then behind the fog, there seem to be countless eyes watching in the dark.
Once there are ghosts approaching, a hand will stretch out a large seal and cover the faces of these ghosts heavily.
Then these ghosts continue to be transmitted, until they enter the six reincarnations, and start different lives again.
The deep mist road has no end as far as the eye can see. The densely packed figures form a line, like an endless assembly line that seems to reach to the horizon.
The seals affixed by the officials are divided into three levels, which correspond to the upper three of the six paths.
As for why there is no brand in the lower three realms, I'm sorry, the lower three realms are suffering and are not qualified to receive the [Spiritual Root] brand.
But not long after, the fog in the sky suddenly fluctuated, and then a figure appeared out of thin air.
"I, Qiu Ping, am finally back!"
Qiu Ping's figure flashed across the Huangquan Sea and quickly fell down.
If the underworld hadn't blocked out the sound, I'm afraid the whole world would have been filled with his screaming voice.
His sudden appearance caused all the gods in the Huangquan Haiwu Dao to look sideways and look at his position.
Black mist was billowing all around, and some ferocious ghost soldiers were ready to rush out.
But soon, a message came from the huge flesh and blood giant, and these ghost soldiers calmed down.
Qiu Ping's figure flashed again and appeared on a large piece of land that was slightly squirming. The whole body was red, like a huge piece of flesh and blood.
In fact, this is the head of Taishi God, Lord Netherworld.
"Is Taishi God here? I'm here to discuss business."
Qiu Ping lay on the ground, patted it gently, and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Taishi..."
"Stop shouting, I'm here."
Eyes, noses, and mouths suddenly appeared on the huge land of flesh and blood. They were too far apart, and Qiu Ping could only see the huge eyes opening in front of him, like an abyss with no bottom.
"Taishi God, it's like this. I deeply feel that the operation efficiency of our ghosts in the underworld is not high. I am not in charge of human water transportation now. I am thinking about transforming the Cao River and connecting it to the underworld. In this way, all the ghosts in the world can move from there. Water transport enters Yinsi..."
Qiu Ping told Taishi God about his plan, and he felt a little uneasy.
Although he brags to others about his deep friendship with Taishi God, in fact the two have only met a few times, mostly because of interests.
"Yes, I agree."
"God Taishi, please listen to my explanation..."
"What? You agreed?"
Qiu Ping had prepared a lot of words, but now he couldn't use them.
"You go and make an appointment with King Mingling, and I will lead a tributary from Huangquan Sea. For other matters, you can ask the Lord of Blood Hell." Taishi God's pupils turned slightly, and in the deep pupils, the order flashed. The light of the human heart.
"Ah... okay... um, I actually want to ask you to help me talk to King Minngling about this matter. He may not agree with my proposal."
Qiu Ping felt a little shy when he heard that Taishi Shen was so happy.
Speaking of it, among the big guys he knew, Changyang Jun felt more like a father to him, arranging his own path smoothly and properly, but in the end he did not follow Lei Fa's path.
Taishi Shen is like the uncle next door. Although we are not very familiar with each other, the two parties are quite happy whether they are trading or communicating.
Only King Minngling has always been his superior. Qiu Ping was still a little frightened when he saw King Minngling.
The last time he proposed the joint law enforcement between Human Shinto and Lei Bu, King Minling did not give a direct response. Now there are many people working together with the Yinsi to carry out canal transportation, and he is unsure.
"You go ahead, King Mingling will agree."
"If he doesn't agree, you can come back to me."
Taishi God's voice sounded gently in Qiu Ping's ears.
"Really?"
Qiu Ping was a little hesitant, but when he thought that such a big boss would spit out his words and nail them every time, he would not lie to himself.
"Then I'll go find King Minngling first. I'll come back when the time is determined."
Qiu Ping slowly left the head of Taishi God, and then disappeared in a flash.
"Anything that is only good for the earth, the old boy will definitely agree to it."
After he left, the eyes on the flesh and blood land blinked twice, and then slowly sank into the depths of flesh and blood.
"The Heavenly Qi Ax has been launched, and it seems that there will be another disaster... This guy is stronger than me, and he shouldn't end up like me."
Long, as if there was a sigh.
Muddy rain suddenly fell across the Huangquan Sea. Some ghosts struggling to crawl out of the water were poured by the rain, and then howled and hid under the water.
Many Yin Division gods raised their heads one after another. Why did Lord Netherworld's mood change so drastically today?
"King Mingling! Is King Mingling at home? I have something to report!"
The figure of the little loach had just disappeared from the Huangquan Sea. The next moment, a loud voice like a broken gong was heard at the gate of the Capital City God's Yamen. It made people feel scratched all over. Many priests frowned and looked at them with some displeasure. Someone comes.
(End of chapter)
