Chapter 95: I'm a little wrong with Cheng Qingyin, this little girl...
The place I met was neither in the Phoenix Mountain Cemetery nor at a construction site, but in a wilderness tomb.
Before going to the appointment, Cheng Qingyin was also reminded by the female ghost on the construction site to cover up her breath and go again.
It was so mysterious that Cheng Qingyin was more curious about the identity of the leader and the current situation of hell.
He showed himself restraint. At 12 p.m., Cheng Qingyin followed the navigation to the place designated by the other party.
The car can only stop by the side of the road, and you have to take a densely weed path to reach the wild grave designated by the other party.
In the sparsely populated countryside, frogs and insects can only be heard in my ears. Even if there is a crescent moon in the sky, it is close to darkness around it. He hit the flashlight and walked for more than ten minutes to see the weeded grave bag.
"Master Cheng, please come to the circle."
A neutral male voice came out of the grave bag with echoes, which looked very strange in the inaccessible late night wilderness. As soon as he finished his voice, a transparent aperture lit up around the grave.
Cheng Qingyin did not take the lead in action, but perceived the energy operation of the aperture and confirmed that it was just a boundary to isolate external prying, so he walked in with confidence.
As soon as she entered, she found a wisp of blue smoke coming from the grave bag. Then, a ghost like a middle-aged man in a round-necked robe and a hairman in a bun appeared in front of her.
Seeing his appearance clearly, Cheng Qingyin was very surprised.
She has never seen such a ghost. His breath is very gentle. There is no resentment that ghosts will have at all, but his strength is very strong. At first glance, it may even be above her.
But the ghost did not show arrogance because of its strength, but bowed to her politely:
"My name is Lu Ying. Master Cheng forgives you for calling you to this wilderness in the middle of the night, but now the situation in hell is tense. For your safety, we have to be cautious.
Cheng Qingyin nodded to express his understanding and took the opportunity to ask:
"Mr. Lu, what's going on in hell now?"
She has always felt that there is something wrong with the policy of the new King of Hell. All kinds of new policies are like making ghosts complain.
The leader brought an explosive news to Cheng Qingyin:
"Today's uncorrectly won the throne, he was not appointed through Tiandao screening, but controlled the hell by imprisoning his predecessor of hell to steal the seal of hell, which is not a real god. In order to prevent the restoration of his predecessor Hell and his loyal subordinates, he promulgated a new policy, which made the hell full of resentment and accumulated strength for himself.
Cheng Qingyin was shocked for a long time.
But think about it carefully, those unreasonable New Deals are indeed not as wise masters screened by heaven. It makes sense to say it for personal gain.
"That is to say, the power on which the new hell depends on is resentment? Resentment is the lowest force. Even if he becomes a god, he is not an opponent of the righteous god, is he?
Lu Yingdao:
No matter what kind of strength, it can be won by accumulating enough. The power of merit is too rare, but resentment can be seen everywhere. If he wants to be happy, there is nothing wrong with choosing resentment.
If the power of the new king of hell comes from resentment, do those fierce ghosts deliberately created also serve him?
The resentment of a fierce ghost can withstand the resentment of thousands of ordinary ghosts.
"Is the fierce ghost created by Qi Yunguan related to this matter?"
Lu Ying praised:
"You feel so sharp. Qi Yunguan is the minions of the new king of hell in the world. He specially refines fierce ghosts for him and quickly creates more resentment. They have been colluding with each other for many years.
Cheng Qingyin immediately squeezed his fist:
"So, the rumor is true. Those fierce ghosts transported back have been absorbed and refined by the new king of hell in the name of destruction?"
Lu Ying nodded heavily.
"You have rescued more than 100 fierce ghosts in the hands of Qi Yunguan in the world. I thank you in place of their family and friends!"
The silence lasted for a long time.
Cheng Qingyin gradually calmed down from the crazy anger of the new hell.
Obviously, the man in front of him belongs to the restorer who supported the former king of hell. She is not sure which of the two sides is strong and who is weak, but whether it is moral or meritorious, she is willing to stand on their side.
Nowadays, the king of hell doesn't love ghosts at all and tramples and kills at will. Who can guarantee that she and her relatives will not become the cultivation material of the new king of hell after the death?
And the former king of hell was chosen by Tiandao. He will never do that kind of bad thing. It is undoubtedly a better choice.
As long as he returns to the throne, he will inevitably abolish the mentally disabled policy issued by the new hell, and when she and her relatives die, he will have a relatively relaxed hell environment.
"Mr. Lu came to see me and wanted to cooperate with me, didn't he? What do you want me to do?"
Lu Ying's answer surprised Cheng Qingyin:
"Master Cheng, the former king of hell has disappeared for more than ten years. The new king of hell has now cut off most of the wings of the former king of hell. Since he dared to usurp the throne, modify the yin law on a large scale, and absorb fierce ghosts, he has no longer been afraid of us. When you work with us, you will face a lot of risks. I also hope you can think about it carefully and don't put yourself in danger."
Cheng Qingyin really didn't expect that he would be so sincere.
Tell her so clearly that they are so vulnerable, aren't they afraid that she will be timid and draw a line with them?
"You don't seem to need me that much?"
The male lead boy shook his head:
"On the contrary, it's difficult for us to find a candidate like you at this time. But you should have enough information before making a choice."
He spoke openly.
But if it hadn't been for Mr. X's intentional instructions to explain the danger and let her choose freely, he would not have done such an unwise thing.
Cheng Qingyin had a few strands of praise in his eyes:
"Your frankness makes me feel sincere. Don't worry, I'm not afraid of things, and I won't refuse to cooperate because you are weak. Tell me what you want me to do."
Lu Ying was relieved:
We know that Master Cheng has accumulated a lot of merit now, which is exactly what we urgently need. I hope you can speed up the process and continue to accumulate merit. At the critical moment, you can lend this merit to us."
"You can rest assured that this is Kuangfu Zhengdao. When you successfully rescue your predecessor of hell, the merits you lend us will come back."
If that's all, the risk to her is actually not much at present. Moreover, even if they fail, she can transfer merit to her parents to ensure that they will not be persecuted by the new king of hell after death.
Cheng Qingyin thought for a moment and said:
"I can borrow merit, but at that time, I hope the king of hell can promise to help me resurrect someone."
Resurrecting a person, although it is a little uncompliant, it is just a effort to raise hands for the king of hell who controls the life and death of Yangjian. Lu Ying agreed without hesitation:
"No problem, who do you want to be resurrected? We will help you pay attention to his soul in advance so that you won't be arranged to be reborn.
This answer made Cheng Qingyin happy.
She worked hard to collect meritorious deeds, just to go to hell to find her master's soul. Listening to Lu Ying's tone, the energy of these restorers in hell cannot be underestimated. Unexpectedly, they can directly find out the whereabouts of ghosts and change their reincarnation time.
Connect with them. If she wants to find a master, she doesn't have to break into hell anymore. And he can be resurrected through the king of hell.
This is much safer than her own work, robbing out of the soul and taking it back to the Yangjian.
Cheng Qingyin said something that could find the master's whereabouts faster:
His real name is Xu Wuyuan. He died in Yuqingguan, Yunxian County on June three years ago. Although he looked young when he died, he was almost 70 years old. Please help me check the whereabouts of his soul. If you find him, protect his safety as secretly as possible.
Hearing this, the face of the man with a calm face was subtle for a moment, which was both surprised and doubtful.
However, he quickly adjusted and simply agreed:
"It's a small matter. No problem."
The two sides agreed on the conditions. After Lu Ying told Cheng Qingyin to be careful, he got back into the grave bag and soon disappeared.
Back in the hell, Lu Ying came to a mansion in the downtown area of Yudu City. Under the gray and suppressed sky, this gray ancient building was no different from other buildings on the street. After entering, the house was just a small two-in, bare, simple furnishing, and could not see any mystery.
But when he took out the jade pendant and threw it into the well in the yard, a transparent light curtain appeared in front of him. Through the curtain, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
It has become an elegant house. Although the courtyard is not big, it is full of flowers and fruit trees. There is also a big banyan tree in the garden, and there is a beautiful swing wrapped in branches under the tree.
Not far from the swing is a set of white jade stone tables and stools with a beautiful silver tea set on it. The water mist rises in the teapot and the tea fragrance around it.
A mysterious man wearing an exquisite silver mask is sitting on a stone bench, fiddling with the tea set in his hand.
He was wearing a light green robe, and his long silk-like black hair was gently scattered behind his back. Even if he couldn't see what it looked like under the mask, he could still feel that his facial features were as handsome as a knife and axe. The only thing exposed was his resolute chin and his red lips, with a little loose. Unruly.
"Sir, I met the process master today. I told us everything according to your instructions. She still agreed to cooperate with us, but made a request."
"That little girl, what does she want?" Men's magnetic voices have some imperceptible concerns.
"She said she wanted to resurrect someone. She died on June 10th, Yunxian Yuqingguan three years ago."
The man's slender fingers were slightly clenched on the teacup.
Lu Ying realized this subtle strangeness and continued:
"She said that the man's real name was Xu Wuyuan. Sir, isn't this your name? Master Cheng, do you have any relationship with you?
Other ghosts call him Mr. X, but their direct ghost generals know that the real name in front of him, Xu Wuyuan, was originally the first judge under the King of Hell.
He had doubted it for a long time, and the judge seemed to be a little different from the little human girl named Cheng Qingyin.