The underworld is always shrouded in darkness.

A stream of black smoke hit the Wangchuan River and slowly floated under the Naihe Bridge, bypassing Meng Po's Wangqing Water Stand, and came to Du Niang's place under the parasol.

Next to the slowly moving crowd, an old woman fell asleep leaning against a chair.

Black smoke detoured the old woman and slowly condensed into a human form, "Where is Qingbei?"

"Mr. Linghu, you called Qingbei away a few days ago, but she never came back..." Chengye was a little surprised. The old woman actually recognized him. Listening to the old woman's words, it turned out that Qingbei encountered something after he came last time.

He looked at the old woman coldly and said in a deep voice: "Don't lie to me."

"The villain dares not. If you don't believe it, you can ask Meng Po. We go to and from get off work together every day, and she hasn't seen Qingbei for a long time."

"Do you know where she went?"

"The villain doesn't know."

"Qingbei is gone. Have you notified Mr. Bao?"

"Oh, how could we little men see Lord Bao? When the news was told to the guards at the yamen, I was scolded back." When talking about the Hall of Yama, this Du Po was full of bitterness. "I don't know what happened to the people in the Hall of Yama this year. They all had a bad temper and scolded everyone when they saw him. Lord Bao didn't care about it, so they just let them. Although everyone was busy with the amnesty this year, they were not as good as they are now. They didn't even care about sleeping or napping during our time..."

"You mean the underworld is particularly negligent this year?"

When Du Po heard this, he waved his hand to stop Chengye's words, stared at him, and looked around, "I dare not say it. If I were heard, my old bone would not stand the troubles of those guys in hell."

Chengye frowned slightly. After hearing Du Po's words, his suspicion in his heart aggravated a lot again. It seemed that Qingbei's whereabouts would be even more important to ask Mr. Bao.

"Thank you for your advice from Du Niang, Chengye will leave." Chengye Xie said.

"Sir, don't need to be very polite." Du Po returned the gift.

Setting on the road of three lives, inheriting one's deeds and coming to the Hall of Yama.

The guards at the door, Yasha all looked fierce, and they looked like they were owed money, and they didn't like anyone else.

The soul-catching messenger kept pouring into the hall with ghosts. When the guards saw that any ghost was disliked, they first pulled him aside and beat him up, and then ordered him to kneel aside.

There were five or six ghosts kneeling beside the door in front of me, and the number was increasing.

It seems that Du Po’s words are not false. Now the yamen runner in front of the palace is a world of difference between him and when he died and when he entered the underworld.

Although the guards were all fierce and vicious at that time, everyone was a gentle man in their hearts.

But no matter how you look at these people in front of you, they look like gangsters from the underworld, showing off their power in front of the door. When Chengye saw them, he couldn't help but think of Brother Qing and his group in his hometown.

In Chengye's eyes, they all have one thing in common, that is, they bully the weak and fear the strong. When Chengye sees them today, they are considered unlucky, and Chengye is in a bad mood.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang—"

The four guards didn't know what happened, but they were kicked out like a ball.

At this time, there were only two yakshas left at the door.

Chengye glanced over the two people indifferently and said in a deep voice: "Please report to Lord Bao, and then Linghu Chengye asked for a meeting."

The two yakshas stood there with a wonderful expression. Chengye kicked the yamen run away, and they saw it.

As both guards in front of the Yama Palace, how could they be indifferent to being bullied? When they were about to go forward to fight, they found Chengye who turned his face and murderously looked like he was murderous.

Immediately took back the weapon in my hand.

After Chengye left last time, the name Linghu Chengye became popular again in the underworld. Since then, this person has been rumored to be like a plague god in the underworld. Anyone who meets him will not get anything good, even Lord Bao.

These two Yasha naturally recognized him, and nodded and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Lord Linghu. Please wait, I will report it now." Before he finished speaking, the one had already run in to report it.

Chengye nodded and turned to the ghosts kneeling in front of the door and said, "What are you doing here? Why don't you go in quickly? Whoever goes in first this year will be divided into a good family."

After hearing Chengye's words, the ghosts did not thank him, and rushed into the Hall of Yama in a hurry. After a while, the awe-in-law slapped the awkward trees inside, and a group of yamen runners coaxed all the ghosts who were swarming out and ordered them to line up and enter one by one.

Among the yamen runners who came out to maintain order, the head of Mr. Bao's personal guards, Zhan Zhao and Zhan's guards.

Seeing Chengye standing at the door, he walked over with a stern face and said in an official voice: "Who is in front of the palace?"

Chengye is neither humble nor arrogant, "Linghu Chengye." As he said that, he looked at Zhan Zhao and said to himself, "You little kid, pretend again, let me not beat you up for a while." "Chengye is here because he has something to ask Lord Bao."

Zhan Zhao still had his nostrils facing the sky, pointing at the ghosts at the door, "You have also seen it. How busy Mr. Bao is now? If you have any questions, ask me."

"Okay." Chengye's eyes rolled: "I wonder if Lord Zhan can take a step to speak."

When Zhan Zhao heard that he wanted to speak, his arrogant look was immediately eliminated, "What's the matter? You can't say it here yet? I'm very busy, these ghosts are very unruly now."

"It won't delay your time." After Chengye finished speaking, he made a gesture of inviting him. He went to the hall first, regardless of whether he followed or not.

"..." Zhan Zhao had no choice but to shake his head, and could only pretend to give orders to his subordinates and follow.

When he arrived at the side of the hall, he saw Chengye standing lazily against the wall. Zhan Zhao had long lost his momentum at the door and no longer walked inside, standing within the sight of the guards.

He let out a breath and frowned slightly, "Mr. Linghu, can you tell me now, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing big. I just want to ask, a friend named Qingbei, who was sent to be a Du Niang before, why didn't you see her today?"

Zhan Zhao heard this and hurriedly smiled, "Qingbei, I know this, no need to bother Mr. Bao, now I will tell you that a few days ago, she went to the Hall of Yama and said that in the position of Du Po, she was deeply touched by these reincarnated people and wanted to go to the world again. Seeing that she was eager to survive, she was your close friend, she agreed and was reincarnated early in the morning after half a month."

"Why——" Chengye's voice was cold, and Zhan Zhao was shocked and grabbed him into the darkness.

"I won't tell the truth, right? Then don't blame me for being ruthless-"

"Linghu Chengye, what are you going to do? Let me tell you, my big and small are also Lord Bao's personal guard. If you dare to hit me, I..." Before he could finish speaking, Chengye punched his left eye and blew his black-eyed green.

"Don't slap in the face--" Zhan Zhaogang wanted to resist, and punched him again...
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