"The King of Hell is dead?"
Looking at Li Xiaohu in front of him, Zhang Xiu was filled with astonishment: "How could the King of Hell die? Could it be that he was fishing for fish at work and accidentally crossed out his name from the book of life and death?"
Because Li Xiaohu was in a hurry and consumed too much mana, his face turned a little pale, making his already serious features look even more solemn: "The situation is even worse than this.
I entered the underworld disguised as a yinshi, and found that the Tenth Palace Yama had not shown up for a long time, and the entire underworld was obeying Judge Lu's orders. "
"Then I sneaked into King Qin Guang's mansion. There was no trace of King Qin Guang in the mansion. I only found the bloody words left by King Qin Guang. According to my guess, he has most likely been killed."
Zhang Xiu's eyes sharpened, and his expression became serious: "What death message did he leave behind? Is it related to his murderer?"
Li Xiaohu showed a trace of uneasiness on his face, but he still answered: "King Qin Guang wrote the word 'show' on the wall behind the bed curtain with blood."
Ao Xue took a breath, widened her eyes, and looked at Zhang Xiu in shock for a moment. Her expression soon returned to normal, and she asked in a low voice: "Should we attack Heaven or Lingshan next?"
"Of course I'm going to attack... attack the hell, this is not what I did at all!"
Zhang Xiu glared at her fiercely and said angrily: "This is obviously someone trying to frame me!"
Ao Xue breathed a sigh of relief: "Let me tell you, how could you not tell me if you want to rebel? I have trained 100,000 sailors in the Huaihe River!"
Zhang Xiu glanced at Li Xiaohu and said, "Just pretend you don't know anything about this. Go back and do whatever you want to do. Let the underworld agencies in various places strengthen their defenses and tighten them internally and loosen them externally."
Li Xiaohu did not dare to neglect, and quickly left with several other city gods, returning to guard the Yin Division.
Zhang Xiu thought for a while and said to Yang Jian: "Second cousin, accompany me to the underworld and ask Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for details."
Yang Jian nodded, grabbed Zhang Xiu's shoulders, and with a flash of golden light, the two disappeared from everyone's eyes.
In a blink of an eye, Zhang Xiu arrived at the Naihe Bridge.
Seeing the arrival of Zhang Xiu and Yang Jian, Po Meng's dry and wrinkled face showed a smile, and she greeted Zhang Xiu familiarly: "What delicious food did the Seventh Princess cook today?"
Zhang Xiu chuckled: "Xia'er has returned to her parents' home. I came to the underworld today specifically to ask for wages from that black-hearted King of Hell."
Po Meng couldn't help but laugh out loud: "How many times have I told you that even if we give our money in the underworld to you, you won't be able to spend it."
Zhang Xiu showed a look of disdain: "I can take this money and exchange it for silver in the underworld. The rich people in the underworld must be afraid that they will be poor in the underworld after death. Even if I use a penny of underworld money to exchange for a hundred taels of their underworld money." There are also many people rushing to exchange money with me."
Meng Po took a long breath and looked at Zhang Xiudao sadly: "It is said that the King of Hell is more difficult to deal with than the devil. Compared to the King of Hell and the underworld, you are the one who is really evil."
Through chatting with Po Meng, Zhang Xiu discovered that there was nothing unusual about her, and she probably didn’t know about the murder of the King of Hell.
So he stopped staying, passed the gate of hell, and followed Yang Jian to the dojo of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
Entering the monastery, Zhang Xiu saw Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sitting in front of the lotus pond and preaching. There were people sitting in front of him, including ghosts, ghosts, monks, and even a few Taoist priests.
Sensing Zhang Xiu's aura, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stopped and said, "The next lecture will be in the afternoon tomorrow."
Everyone stood up and bowed to say goodbye. Soon, only Zhang Xiu and Yang Jian were left in the Zen courtyard.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva smiled, stroked Tingting's neck with his hand, and asked, "What do you want?"
Zhang Xiudao: "Bodhisattva, do you know where King Qin Guang is at this moment?"
"He's not in the Yama Hall?"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was slightly startled, then looked at Tingting.
Di listened: "Bodhisattva, King Qin Guang is reviewing official documents in the Yama Hall at this moment."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was silent for a while, stood up from the lotus platform, waved his right hand, and several people appeared in the Yama Hall together.
In the main hall, Yin Chai stood on both sides, and King Qin Guang sat at the top of the steps, writing official documents at his desk.
Judge Lu sat at the desk next to his right hand, checking the information in the book of life and death.
King Qin Guang raised his head and saw these great gods coming. He quickly put down the brush in his hand, stood up and came down to greet: "Bodhisattva, true king... heavenly demon??!!"
Zhang Xiu was startled and looked around cautiously: "Where is the demon? Where is the demon?"
King Qin Guang's cheek twitched twice, and he laughed dryly and said: "There is no demon, I just made a mistake. Zhang Chenghuang, what are you doing here?"
Zhang Xiu frowned instantly, with a fierce expression on his face: "Black-hearted King Yama, pay me back my hard-earned money!"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's brows twitched slightly: "You are wandering around in the underworld and asked me to bring you here just to ask for salary?"
Zhang Xiudao: "Of course not, Bodhisattva. According to the information provided by a reliable informant of mine, there is a high probability that King Qin Guang has been killed. The King Qin Guang standing in front of us now should be a fake!"
After hearing this, King Qin Guang showed a confused look: "What faker? Am I not standing here?"
Yang Jian opened his eyes and scanned King Qin Guang back and forth several times. He could not help but frown slightly and said to Zhang Xiu: "He is really King Guang of Qin. This may be a misunderstanding."
Zhang Xiuyi waved his hand: "Xiaohu's information is absolutely accurate, I trust his judgment. Listen carefully, come and see if he is true or false!"
Diting nodded reluctantly, and after looking at King Qin Guang for a moment, it said: "The person in front of me is the real King Qin Guang."
After hearing this, King Qin Guang looked quite innocent and said to Zhang Xiu: "I just said you made a mistake."
Zhang Xiu sneered: "You are determined not to give up until you see the Yellow River. In order to ask for salary, I specially found a portrait of King Guang of Qin to prevent him from defaulting on his debt. Then let everyone see if this portrait is you. .”
With that said, Zhang Xiu took out a scroll of portraits from his treasure bag.
When the portrait was opened, King Qin Guang's expression immediately became stiff.
Zhang Xiu sneered when he saw this: "What else do you have to say now? Do you dare to say that the person in this painting is you!"
King Qin Guang seemed to be speechless. He wriggled his lips a few times, and finally said with a complicated expression: "The person in this painting is not me at all. There is a woman in the painting!"
"@#￥%￥%￥#@......"
Zhang Xiu was stunned for a moment and turned the portrait towards him.
The painting is indeed a woman. There is a foreign woman in black on it, and there is a line of words written next to it——
Mona Lisa's Smile, by Fantaci.
(End of chapter)
