The candlelight flickered. In front of the City God's Hall, Yu Zhongnan looked at the young man with some surprise, and couldn't help but ask again: "You don't even bother to replace him. Is it possible that you still want to start your own lineage and become the ancestor of that clan? "
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi smiled casually: "My lifelong ambition is to be contented if I can be free and at ease."
"Carefree? Your ambition seems simple, but it is actually very difficult to reach the sky. I have read history books and experienced the world for a long time, but I have never seen any real freedom!"
When talking about it later, while Old Cheng Huang shook his head and laughed, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Qi Jingzhi didn't care at all: "What's so difficult about this? It's nothing more than... breaking the shackles wherever there are shackles, and breaking the cage when you see it! Only when the mountains of corpses lie high and the fists are stretched out in the sea of blood can you see the true colors of our generation!"
When he said this, the young man took it quite naturally, and was not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue. The extraordinary encounters he had experienced recently, especially several desperate fights, had indeed caused a great change in his state of mind.
Yu Old City God's body trembled, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and there seemed to be some inexplicable meaning in them: "Doing nothing but doing everything? I actually underestimated you before. Hey, fortunately your surname is Qi..."
Qi Jingzhi understood Yu Zhongnan's unfinished meaning after a brief thought, but he just said whatever he thought in his heart, and did not care how the other party would view him.
He chuckled and said: "This junior has little knowledge and only has these thoughts in his heart. If you achieve anything in the future, I would also like to thank you for your guidance today."
"It is a pleasure to be able to teach talented people from all over the world. However, there are many people in this world who are shameless and deceitful. Since you said that you only want to be free and easy..."
Yu Laochenghuang smiled, a little more sincere than before: "Tonight, you stand beside me and help me interrogate those undead souls who are shackled and unable to be free. I want to see what you are like A young man with a heart as high as the sky, after seeing the sneaky reality in this world, can he still achieve the unity of knowledge and action?"
"Am I here to assist in the trial?" Qi Jingzhi was surprised.
"Why not? With me and Meng Xiucai here, what else do you have to worry about? If you don't even dare to do this, how can you talk about doing nothing?"
Qi Jingzhi originally wanted to say that he was just a mortal, how could he participate in the trial of the underworld? But then I thought about it, Master Meng's head of Yin and Yang Department was temporarily replaced by Yang body. Since the teacher can do it, what can't he, the student, do? There's always a first time for everything, right?
He immediately swallowed back the words that had reached his lips, nodded in agreement, "Then let me give it a try, junior."
Yu Laochenghuang stopped talking nonsense and walked towards the palace gate with his hands behind his back.
Qi Jingzhi smiled, raised his head and followed closely.
He is careful and thoughtful, and likes to make decisions before taking action. However, when things come to a close, he will put all his thoughts aside and act with his heart. There are only seven words around him: "A man must be bold when encountering trouble."
Entering the main hall, I saw that the three chiefs of the City God's Office had already set up their desks behind their desks. Except for Master Meng, the other two had a green face and a red face, and they all had inhuman features.
A group of undercover agents, headed by Bai Dutou, were also divided into two groups and stood still.
The ghosts and gods in the hall were silent, but most of their eyes were directed at the young man behind the City God intentionally or unintentionally.
As the head of the three divisions, Master Meng took the lead with a solemn expression and bowed his hands in salute: "Your Excellency, please ascend to your seat!"
This was the second time Qi Jingzhi saw his teacher looking so solemn. He knew that there were no teachers or students in the hall at this moment, only the Yin Law, the division between superiors and inferiors.
Yu Old City God walked around the largest book table in the middle, slowly climbed to the throne, and sat under the plaque with the four characters "Mingjing hangs high".
He looked at the young man and pointed to the position beside him.
Qi Jingzhi looked away from the plaque, and first bowed respectfully to Yu Old City God. Then he faced the cold and cold eyes of the ghosts and gods in the hall and stepped forward, standing beside the throne.
After he stood still, the head of the third department sat down and heard Master Meng say loudly: "Your Excellency, there are two dead souls awaiting trial tonight."
"The first one, whose surname is Shen and whose name is Ruhai, was a master of Xingming during his lifetime. He stayed in the shogunate for a long time and moved to several counties in forty-three years. He returned to his hometown last winter to take care of his old age. Yesterday, Shen died of illness. He was burdened with the karma of the dead and could not be freed. Sir, please Disappointed."
Yu Laochenghuang nodded, reached out and picked up a file on the desk in front of him, and handed it to the young man standing next to him.
Qi Jingzhi took it with both hands, lowered his head and looked through it.
When Bai Dutou saw the City God nodding, he immediately raised his voice and said: "Bring the dead souls to sink like the sea!"
Within a moment, an undercover servant walked into the hall, holding a thick chain in his hand.
The other end of the chain was suspended in the air, wrapped around in circles, as if something was tied to it, but it was intangible.
When Qi Jingzhi saw it, he suddenly remembered Lu Yunzi's description of the undead, and knew that he was probably the only one in the whole palace who could not see the undead, which was as heavy as the sea.
Fortunately, Master Meng had already thought of this and spoke first: "Shen Ruhai, under the mirror of the underworld, why don't you reveal yourself quickly!"
Before he finished speaking, a clear light suddenly shone on the plaque "Mingjing hangs high" directly above the City God's throne, shining on the chain.
Immediately, a human figure was quickly outlined, and soon it solidified like a living person. It was an old man dressed in white and with a withered face.
In addition to the chains, the old man's body was also covered with a faint layer of blood.
Qi Jingzhi's eyes were bright and he soon discovered that there was another mystery behind the bloody light. There were several vague and twisted bloody figures in it, scratching and biting the old man all the time.
Fortunately, the chain was obviously not a mortal thing, and it blocked the blood shadows. Otherwise, I really don’t know what would have happened to the old man.
When the old man first appeared, he was confused, but soon his whole body was aroused, and his eyes became bright.
He raised his eyes and looked around. When he saw that the hall was full of evil-looking people wearing official uniforms, he felt a bit of understanding on his face. When he glanced at Master Meng, he was obviously stunned. When he saw Shili The young man next to the throne could not hide his astonishment.
Just before he could react, Yin Cha on the side shook the chain suddenly, and the old man couldn't help but kneel to the ground. His forehead hit the ground hard with a muffled sound, and his body shape became a little unstable, like water waves. It was blurry for a moment.
Yu Laochenghuang looked at the young man beside him and asked, "How is it?"
Qi Jingzhi looked at the bloody figures who were entangled with the old man, his expression a little cold, and replied: "Only now will I know what it means to repay good and evil, and follow each other like a shadow!"
Yu Laochenghuang nodded clearly, was stunned, and asked in a deep voice: "Shen Ruhai, now that you have entered the Yin Division of the City God, do you know your guilt?"
Following this question, the blood on Shen Ruhai suddenly became brighter.
The blood shadows suddenly gave up on biting him, either pressing his arms or stepping on his back, forcing the old man to lie on the ground, unable to move at all.
"presumptuous!"
Yu Old City God shouted angrily, and immediately two Yin Chai with water and fire sticks came forward and struck the bloody figures with random sticks.
The two long sticks gave off a faint black light and violently swept away the blood shadow from Shen Ruhai's body.
The strange thing is that when the tip of the stick hit Xue Ying, Shen Ruhai screamed repeatedly, as if it was not Xue Ying who was beaten but him.
The blood shadows that were swept aside refused to give up. They rolled on the spot and pounced fiercely on the old man again. However, they were blocked by two fire and water sticks crossing each other, and they could only roar silently with their teeth and claws.
Shen Ruhai was finally able to straighten his upper body. He endured the pain and turned his head tremblingly to take a look. His expression suddenly changed.
After silently looking at the blood shadows for a while, he fully understood his situation, turned around, and kowtowed three times solemnly to the throne of God.
When he raised his head again, Shen Ruhai's expression had actually calmed down: "My God, as a mastermind, Shen has assisted several Dongwengs in charge of executions. He has seen many tragic incidents of cruel officials harming people and laying waste to their bones. He knows very well that life The principle is that the person should be merciful and the punishment should not be taken lightly."
He paused for a moment, and seeing that Lord Cheng Huang had no intention of interrupting, he continued: "Therefore, when Shen interrogates criminals, he always has a heart of compassion, benevolence, and forgiveness. He never dares to kill anyone arbitrarily and damage his moral character. I don’t know where the crime of corruption and perversion of the law comes from, let alone why I have provoked these evil spirits!”
Hearing this, Old City God's face was as dark as water: "Qi Jingzhi, come and tell him where the crime comes from!"
