Zai Zai was annoyed.
"Open the door as quickly as possible! Otherwise, when I return to the underworld, I will tear you down and rebuild you!"
The gate of the underworld shook, and the gate that had been closed slowly due to Emperor Fengdu's order suddenly opened to the left and right with only a crack left.
The heavy creaking sound stung Huo Sijin and Jiang Siheng and couldn't help but rub their ears.
Zaizai suddenly raised his legs at this moment.
The little fat legs stretched out and kicked Ning Xiu, whose soul was burning crazily, into the gate of the underworld like a football shot.
Seeing the flames on Ning Xiu's soul disappear, Zaizai proudly raised her chin and put her hands on her fat waist.
"Hmph! Fight with me!"
I really thought there was nothing she could do.
Jiang Siheng was surprised.
"Zai Zai, his soul can actually...be saved?"
After asking Siheng out, Chen Jiantao and the collapsed Ningping looked at Zaizai at the same time.
The little chubby boy put his hands on his little waist and explained with a milky voice.
"Yes, yes, yes! Zaizai didn't think about it at first, thinking it was hopeless."
"You can't save the living person, but you can save the soul... I am the little princess of the underworld. I have the right to inherit the underworld. The gate of the underworld can be at your call at any time!"
"Pluto's father once said that if the soul enters the underworld, everything in the human world will be torn apart in an instant! Once it enters the underworld, everything will be taken over by the underworld, and all human magic and magic will be useless."
Chen Jiantao breathed a sigh of relief.
"Zai Zai, thank you so much."
Zaizai chuckled.
"You're welcome, you're welcome. Zaizai is very happy to be able to help Uncle Chen."
Ning Ping raised his head and looked straight at Ning Xiu, who was stumbling and stumbling as the underworld staff tied his hands and feet with chains and locked his neck.
"Zai Zai, if he's... burned like that... if he's put on those traps again, will his life be saved in vain?"
Zaizai raised his head and looked at the situation inside the gate of the underworld.
Ning Xiu's soul was severely burned.
If she hadn't arrived in time and taken action, she probably wouldn't have been able to save even this little bit.
Only one-third of his head was left, and half of his body was gone.
It's equal to the combination of soul and carbonization, and it looks... terrible.
But this is not a problem.
Zaizai waved his hand.
"It's okay, Uncle Ningping, his soul was still alive when he entered the underworld, so as long as he is not reincarnated, he will always be alive."
Before Ning Ping could say anything, Zaizai added.
"After all, he has done many harmful things. Zaizai saved him because he was related to the deaths of dozens of innocent brothers and sisters."
"The punishment he deserves and the repayment of his sinful debts will not be underestimated by hell. In this way, he avoided being wiped out in ashes and got the opportunity to be reincarnated. Even if he may need to stay in the eighteenth level of hell for hundreds or thousands of years, in the next ten years Even if they are reincarnated in the animal realm, they still have underdeveloped brains."
Ning Ping: "..."
Ningping heard that his brother's soul was preserved.
Even though it looks terrible now, I feel relieved in an instant.
The eighteenth level of hell is just the eighteenth level.
It's better than disappearing into ashes.
At least there is a chance of reincarnation.
Just be a livestock. It's better to have an underdeveloped brain. Maybe ten lives will pass quickly and you won't feel any pain.
He kowtowed to Zai Zai to thank him.
"Zai Zai, thank you."
There was a light in Zaizai's eyes.
"No thanks, no thanks. He's lucky. Zaizai came to see the horse spirit monster and happened to meet him."
Ningping's eyes widened when he heard Zaizai mentioning Ma Jinggui.
"Zai Zai, are you looking for Jiuyi?"
Huo Sijin spoke quickly.
"What Uncle Ningping means is that there really is a horse spirit here, and it's called Jiuyi. Does Uncle Ningping know him?"
Ning Ping: "..."
Ning Ping no longer hides anything.
"We know him. He visited me at Ning's house before. I told him to go to Huo's Manor to find Zaizai."
Zaizai shook his head.
"No strangers have been to the manor recently."
Ningping sighed.
"He's used to being carefree, and he's also afraid that no one will be able to handle my affairs when I die. Maybe he wants to wait a little longer."
Zaizai blinked.
"Wait until the end of the month?"
Ning Ping was stunned for a moment, and then he thought that the end of the month was the time when his soul would return to the underworld.
"right."
Afraid that Jiuyi would be reluctant to go, Ning Ping spoke slowly.
"Zai Zai, Jiuyi is a thousand years old. I accidentally helped him for the first time when I was young, so he has been appearing by my side from time to time over the years."
"But...I can't be his master."
Zaizai doesn't care about this.
"Just make sure there is a horse spirit! Whether you can catch him or not is none of your business, Uncle Ningping."
Ning Ping looked at the gloomy gate of the underworld.
Look at Zaizai again.
His heart skipped a beat, and he realized a problem.
What kind of being can casually say "Come quickly, the gate to the underworld", and the gate to the underworld will really come.
And it can also threaten the gate of the underworld.
That is the gate to the underworld!
In Ning Ping's mind, Zaizai once again pitted himself against the Lord of Hell of the Tenth Palace of the Underworld and even the Great Emperor of Fengdu.
It can't be right no matter what.
He just let himself go and opened his mind.
Could this chubby Zaizai be the phantom of some Yama Lord who came to walk in the world?
If that's the case...
No no no!
It seems that the Lord of Hell of the Tenth Palace can't make the gate of the underworld available at any time.
Only Emperor Fengdu, the lord of the underworld, has that right.
But he remembered that Emperor Fengdu was rumored to be very violent.
Zaizai’s character…
It looked very good. Although he had only seen it twice, he smiled every time he saw it.
Moreover, it was rumored that Emperor Fengdu was also very ruthless.
With an existence like the Corpse King, it was absolutely impossible for Emperor Fengdu to leave him in the human world.
But now the Corpse King seems to have entered the Huo family tree and was named Huo Xingye.
As for the things his younger brother did when he was alive... would the grumpy and violent Emperor Fengdu specifically call to the gate of the underworld to protect his soul?
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
So who is this?
Ning Ping really couldn't think of anything, so when he was about to ask, he stopped rationally and quickly stopped.
Not knowing better.
He knew better than anyone else whose hands Ning Xiu died.
It was the old man who was warning him not to talk nonsense.
And if he knew who Ming Zaizai was, then the old man would have thousands of ways to find out Ming Zaizai's identity from him.
Subconsciously, he felt that there was no need to ask this question.
The more mysterious Ming Zaizai's identity is, the safer Ming Zaizai and the Huo family will be, judging from the old man's vigilant and cautious temperament.
Without absolute certainty, the old man would not take action easily.
If the little corpse king can grow up quickly, he will also be able to help Ming Zaizai deal with the old man.
Ning Ping suddenly spoke up.
"Captain Chen, could you please help me take Ning Xiu home?"
Chen Jiantao knew that they had a deep relationship as brothers.
"good."
Inside the gate of the underworld, when Ning Xiu was being escorted deeper into the underworld by the underworld staff, he suddenly turned around and looked back at Ning Ping.
The soul-locking chain made a loud noise when it hit. Ning Xiu, whose soul was so miserable, quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zaizai and the others.
"Thank you, Xiao..."
Ning Ping guessed that he knew the identity of Ming Zaizai, and almost instantly shouted.
"Since he is already dead, then confess your guilt as soon as possible!"
"Captain Chen, let's go!"
After Ning Ping finished speaking, he dragged Ning Xiu's body from the ground.
As a result, he overestimated his body and fell to the ground again with a bang. Chen Jiantao hurriedly helped him.
Ning Xiu looked at the gate of the underworld, with blood and tears flowing freely.
"Brother...I'm sorry..."
