Underworld Ghost Soldiers, Sign In The Book Of Life And Death At The Beginning

Chapter 73

In the underworld, there is one less divine beast, but now there is one more prison guard dog.

The black light circulated on the Nether Book, and a small black rune lit up in the center of the eyebrows of the Sky Dog.

At this point, unless Cui Yu took the initiative to lift the Restrictions, the Nether Book could burn the snarling dog’s spirit to ashes with just a thought.

Seeing that the snarling dog had confessed his fate, he had handed over the mark of his own soul. The gods all breathed a sigh of relief, and praised them one after another.

Dongfang ghost emperor Yu Lei stepped forward and handed the severed limb to the Sky Dog, sighing: “It’s also an acquaintance after all. You are born in the underworld and do an errand. If the Lord Lang returns in the future, it will not be too late!”

The snarling dog was silent for a moment, then opened his blood basin and swallowed the broken limb in one bite, and then another front leg grew, but it was much smaller. It has to wait until its cultivation is complete before it can be restored to its original state.

It hung its head, sighed heavily, limped into the square outside the temple, crouched down and turned into a small dog statue.

Runner King Xue Li looked at the trembling little demon attendants on the sidelines, and asked: “Dare to ask the emperor, how do these little demon handles?”

Cui Yu was about to speak, but Bao Zheng next to him said: “Now that the orphan garden is a waste of time, and the manpower is scarce, how about assigning them to work in the orphan garden?”

“To the lonely garden?” Xue Li couldn’t help but shook his hand, “Brother Wang, don’t make fun of him. My ineffective daughter makes a fool of me. I am usually spoiled and too lazy to punish her. The children play house. How can a trick be taken into account? It’s just a joke.”

“I don’t think it’s not that children are fooling around, but it is of great use to the Yin Department!”

Bao Zheng smiled and patted Xue Li’s shoulder lightly, but Cui Yu suddenly felt complacent, and said with a smile: “Bao Qing’s remark is an old-fashioned move for the country, and it is very decent. Just as Bao Qing said. Go ahead!”

Immediately there were two monarchs, the Jingwei Division and the Viviparous Division, who took the order and conquered the more than 100 little monsters one by one, listed them on the list, and escorted them to the orphan garden for labor.

Xue Li was stunned. When everyone was clean, he still stood in the square and muttered to himself.

“To the orphan garden… isn’t that a boring mischief? How can it be of great use to the underworld? The emperor is also confused, how can even the phrase’Lao Cheng Mouguo’ be used? ”

Not to mention that the gods returned to the Great Hall to discuss the vacancy of King Biancheng’s priesthood. Lin Baixuan paced the Yellow Springs road quietly, but the boss was suspicious in his heart.

Heavenly Dog was originally a fierce beast of ancient times, capable of devouring the sky and the sun.

A master of the Taoist priest once killed most of it, and captured the son of the leader of the group as a gift to his disciples. And this “disciple” is Yang Jian, the god of Erlang.

The snarling dog is the son of the true leader of Heavenly Dog, and his bloodline purity is not known to be many times higher than that of Madame Qingti, who was reincarnated and devoted to the side branch of the animal life. Therefore, with a strong blood aura, Lin Baixuan accidentally noticed it.

It was originally Erlang Shen’s closest pet. As Yang Jian fought for tens of thousands of years, it was not surprising whether it was posing as the owner Yang Jian or being able to pick up a three-pointed two-edged knife.

If it hadn’t been for Lin Baixuan to have doubts about its identity, it would be really difficult for ordinary people to see its true body by pretending to be Yang Jian.

But, who can know these ancient secrets?

A single letter can bury the chess piece of the Roaring Sky Dog, which is regarded as the grievance between Fang Ping and the underworld, and borrowing the hand of the Roaring Sky Dog, tore a big gap in the iron-steel Yin Cao underworld?

In particular, this person was very familiar with the nature of the snarling dog. Using Yang Jian as bait, this loyal dog was led to act according to his plan. And count the next actions clearly.

If it weren’t for the anomaly of Lin Baixuan, it would be almost a matter of course for the Sky Dog to enter the Tenth Hall of Yama as Yang Jian.

Thinking of this, Lin Baixuan couldn’t help but frown.

The book delivery person behind Dahi Tathagata and Bailian Guru Xu Hongru has not been found out yet, and now there is another character who plays with the snarling dog and King Biancheng in the palm of his hand.

“This Age of the Last Dharma is much more dangerous than imagined…”

Before he knew it, he had walked outside the door of The Underworld, randomly selected a layer of The Underworld, his body flashed, and he had already jumped into the space crack.

“Congratulations to the host for signing in successfully and getting Cultivation Technique: “Shura Wu Sha Gong”!”

Lin Baixuan was already looking down on a decent magic skill, and he threw it into the little Calabash around his waist, and returned to the outside of The Underworld.

He was about to return to Luanhungang, and suddenly remembered: “The Sky Dog was calculated and let it take the hand of Xi Fangping to overthrow King Biancheng. Now King Biancheng has been punished and reincarnated with a stamp; and the Sky Dog fell on Cui. In Yu’s hands, I must have no good life. Only this Xi Fangping…”

“Why don’t we go to see the details of Detective Xi Fangping?”

After making up his mind, Lin Baixuan flew out of Yinsi and headed for Dong’an.

But he said that Xi Fangping got what he wanted, and he was full of joy. Flew home all the way, Hun and Po pounced on their own corpse, then faintly woke up and turned around.

As soon as he was with him, he heard someone crying and howling outside, “It’s incredible, the master cheated the corpse!”

Xi Fangping was even more overjoyed, and rushed out of the house, shouting: “Don’t be noisy! Panicking, what’s your demeanor?”

When Jia Ding saw Xi Fangping, he immediately rushed forward as if he had seen the backbone of the main body, shouting: “Young Master, there is a noise in the coffin of the master, 80% is a corpse! How can this be good?”

“What kind of corpse?” Xi Fangping shouted, “That’s my father’s coming back! What are you waiting for? Go and open the coffin and invite my father out!”

The people were dubious, and followed Xi Fangping to the small hall where the coffin was stopped. Hearing the bang in the coffin, everyone was trembling with shock, and no one dared to open the coffin.

Xi Fangping had no choice but to take the utensils to pry open the coffin. Sure enough, he saw his father Xi Lian let out a long sigh of relief and exclaimed, “Almost suffocated me!”

He helped his father to get up, ordered Jia Ding to make soup and porridge, and sent someone to grab some medicinal materials for soothing the body. The father and son happily recounted the past, and they couldn’t help crying.

A family member stood by and waited. Seeing the two crying and laughing, he couldn’t help but ask: “Young Master, isn’t the master dead? How come back again? Could it be that he met a nobleman?”

Xi Fangping was extremely pleased in his heart and said frankly, “I really met a noble man! Since my father was framed by the rich man surnamed Yang, I was going to the underworld to file a lawsuit, but I met the God of Guankou Erlang…”

He didn’t conceal it, and told the story one by one at the moment. The Ding was amazed at the hearing, and he was startled by the side to make fun of him, which caused Xi Fangping to be even more interested, and he described the experience of the underworld in extremely detailed manner.

When it comes to King Biancheng taking all the blame on himself, he resigned from Yan Jun’s post and left calmly. There was a flash of energy in that choir, and he quickly lowered his head.

Not long after, a maid served soup and porridge, and that Ding took the opportunity to leave.

He walked to the back pavilion and saw that there was no one around, and his body shook, and a black air had quietly escaped from his body.

The Ding shook his body and limp to the ground. It took a long time to get up, rubbing his head, and muttering: “What’s the matter? Is it because I’ve been too tired recently and fell asleep in broad daylight?”