Xi Fang was straightforward by nature, and he had read books and believed in the principles of heaven. In order for his father not to suffer in hell, he went around asking for justice.
The local city god was corrupt and perverted the law, and was bribed by the rich sheep man. He was afraid that Xi Fangping would sue everywhere, so he gave him a thousand taels of silver in the hope of settling the matter.
But in order to seek justice, Xi Fangping still sued the Temple of the King of Hell. The city god was so angry that he took his soul to hell to be tortured.
It was not easy to meet a prefect who looked like Lord Qingtian, but like him, he was brought to hell and tortured, which made Xi Fangping feel discouraged.
On the other side, Zhang Xiu thought about the money he had not spent yet, and suddenly noticed something fishy.
My lifespan of hundreds of thousands of years is obviously still there! !
Zhang Xiu's eyes were sharp, and he turned to look at Meng Tapir next to him: "My life is not over yet, who asked you to take me! You take people randomly, do you dare to confront me in front of the King of Hell!"
Seeing that Zhang Xiu had reacted, Meng Tapir was afraid of causing real trouble, so he lowered his voice and said, "Keep your voice down. If I really arrest the wrong person, I will put you back at worst."
Zhang Xiu sneered: "Just let me go back? As the prefect of Jinhua, and as a candidate for the King of Hell, I don't have eighteen thousand taels of silver, so I won't leave today!"
Dream Tapir: "..."
This time he finally realized that it is easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away...
Looking at the confident Zhang Xiu, Meng Xiu took a deep breath, calmed down the anger in his heart, and said, "I don't have any money, but I can do you a small favor."
Zhang Xiu asked: "What a small favor, don't say nonsense like giving me a few more years of life. I have a long life, and the most important thing is life."
Dream Tapir whispered: "Isn't there a snake demon in the yard where you live that wants to eat you? He has a weakness. There is a scale missing in the position of his snake gallbladder."
Zhang Xiu's eyes lit up and he bargained: "As the saying goes, helping people to the end is the same as sending Buddha to the West. How about you do me a small favor and directly arrest the soul of the snake demon and send it to hell?"
Dream Tapir: "..."
This is not a small job at all, okay?
Although he can deal with the snake demon, he doesn't want to make enemies with anyone at will!
If the snake demon counterattacks before death, he will be bitten!
Seeing Meng Tapir closing his eyes to rest, Zhang Xiu looked at Xi Fangping who was groaning in pain: "Xi Fangping, don't worry, I already know about your grievances. As long as it is verified to be true, I will definitely seek justice for you!"
Xi Fangping looked at Zhang Xiu feebly, with no expectations in his heart. He smiled bitterly and said, "The common people would like to thank you sir."
After Zhang Xiu finished speaking, he looked at the two little ghosts beside him and shouted sternly: "I am the candidate for the King of Hell. I order you two to quickly return him to the world of the world, otherwise I will order people to wrap you up now." Throw the egg liquid into the oil pan and fry it!"
Seeing that Zhang Xiu was so majestic and what he said was true, the two brats turned pale with fright, and tremblingly knelt down and said, "Yes!"
When Meng Tapir on the side saw this, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
He has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and at best he dares to pretend to be a ghost. But this person in front of him is just pretending to be the King of Hell...
If someone discovers this, there's no telling who is responsible!
Meng Tapir deeply regretted bringing Zhang Xiu to hell. He had nothing to do, so why did he provoke this lunatic?
After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Meng Tapir forced a smile and said, "Sir, it's time for us to go back."
Zhang Xiu nodded and followed Meng Tapir back. Soon, he walked out of the gate of hell.
As soon as I walked out, the ghost door suddenly made a clanging sound, and the door closed tightly.
At the same time, a voice sounded on the top of the city: "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has issued an order that the gate of ghosts is temporarily closed. All ghosts guard the gate tightly and don't let anyone in again!"
Zhang Xiu frowned slightly and turned back, wondering: "There seems to be trouble inside. Is this a monkey coming to cause trouble in the underworld?"
Dream Tapir: "..."
He doesn't know whether it's a monkey or not. Anyway, if you stay here any longer, chaos in the underworld is probably not far away.
After taking Zhang Xiu back to the earth, Meng Xi looked like he was tired and didn't want to talk. He leaned against the wall and changed back to his old man appearance, with a wry smile on his face.
Zhang Xiu was not frightened by this trip to the underworld, but he was frightened so much that he felt like he was having a nightmare...
This...who the hell is the dream tapir!
At this time, Zhang Xiu stretched and woke up, and said in high spirits: "It seems like a dream, the devil from the underworld is quite fun!"
Mengxiu glanced at Zhang Xiu and said feebly: "Sir, it's already dawn, you should leave quickly..."
Hearing the conversation between the two, Yan Feng and Ao Xue also woke up.
Ao Xue rubbed her sleepy eyes and said confusedly: "What's for breakfast?"
Zhang Xiu thought for a moment, raised his face and said, "Snake soup!"
After a while, Zhang Xiu and others returned to the courtyard where Mr. Hai lived.
Seeing that several people came back safe and sound, Mr. Hai was slightly surprised: "That old monster didn't eat you, God help me!"
Mr. Hai laughed twice, his scarlet tongue flew out and rolled towards Ao Xuue!
The tongue flew halfway, suddenly paused, and then put it back into his mouth with an ugly expression.
Because he suddenly remembered that this little dragon was not only spicy, but also extremely poisonous!
In a moment of confusion, Mr. Hai lost the opportunity. Yan Feng's flying swords turned into a sword formation, and dozens of flying swords stabbed at various places on his body!
In an instant, the light was dancing in the yard, and the sword energy filled the sky!
Mr. Hai showed his true form, and his steel-like tail swept over the flying sword, causing fire to fly everywhere.
"Heaven and earth are infinite, Xuanxin is rectifying the Dharma!"
Yan Feng's eyes were sharp, he cut his finger and smeared the blood on the other flying sword in his hand.
This flying sword was the one given by the monk She Xing. There was also a Tai Chi pattern inlaid on the hilt.
As Yan Feng activated the technique, the yin and yang pattern on the sword hilt rotated rapidly, and a sword energy rushed straight into the sky, turning into a giant sword. As Yan Feng waved his hand, it stabbed towards the snake's gallbladder!
There was a hint of panic in Mr. Hai's snake eyes, and he immediately transformed into a human form. He clapped his hands and clamped the flying sword that had penetrated his body!
The bearded man in front of me actually discovered his weakness!
You must not grow this big beard!
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Mr. Hai's forehead. He used all his strength to slowly push the flying sword controlled by Yan Feng outward.
Yan Feng trembled slightly and tried his best to control the flying sword.
At this moment, Mr. Hai's body suddenly stiffened, and he felt his head being held down by a big hand and a small hand.
Immediately, a childish voice sounded: "Jie Jie, this little snake is about to turn into a dragon. This time we will split it 30-70!"
Zhang Xiu's voice followed: "How about we seek Mr. Hai's opinion and see who he wants to get 70%?"
Mr. Hai: "@#￥%￥#@......"
How dare you ask me about this kind of thing? !
(End of chapter)
