"Drag on!"

Judge Cui's extremely cold words are in sharp contrast to his previous laughter.

Everyone present, except for me, was shocked, and the other ghost generals were shocked. The ghost eyes widened, as if they were a little confused. They seemed to be confused why Judge Cui suddenly changed his face.

The ghost general in front of the Judge's Hall before saw this, and was worried and looked at Judge Cui with nervous eyes.

I nodded secretly when I saw it. From the reactions of these ghost generals, it can be seen that the judge seemed very strict on weekdays.

After the white-faced ghost was taken down, Judge Cui looked at me with a look, and focused on the Huangquan Pass Order that was tightly held in my left hand.

"Who is in the hall? Why did you come to the underworld in person?"

Judge Cui calmly sat on the judge's chair and looked at me with a torch.

To be honest, in my eyes, there is no difference between Judge Cui and a living person, but he can't hear his heartbeat and breathing. It's much more real than those ghosts, making people not angry and feel alienated.

"The descendant of the ghost path in the southwest of the world, holding the Huangquan Pass Order, came to pay homage to Judge Cui, and was willing to use this order to exchange for the soul of the people."

I am neither humble nor arrogant, and I force myself to ignore the natural oppressive force on the judge.

"Open your pass order and submit it to me to see." Judge Cui nodded and nodded.

Suddenly, the ghost messengers on both sides of the hall walked out, and I shook the pass open without hesitation, and the golden light instantly illuminated the dim hall.

The ghost messenger's pupils shrank, as if he could not stand the golden light emitted by these words, but he had to bite the bullet and take it over, walked to Judge Cui a few steps and handed it over.

"hiss!"

After receiving the pass order, Judge Cui looked up and down, his face showed surprise, tossing and turning, almost seeing this thing.

I was a little anxious. I had been in the underworld for most of the day. I didn't know what happened. I had been watching the pass order for so long, and I seemed to be fascinated by it.

"Where did this order come from?"

After a long time, Judge Cui raised his head and looked at me cautiously.

I was stunned and replied, "Ancestral things."

"It's finally here." The judge sighed, his eyes were indescribable. Looking at me, he would frown and nod, as if he was very entangled.

I felt a little sad. What does it mean that I finally came? Could it be that the underworld is waiting for my disciples from the ghost path to appear in their hands?

However, the eyes in his eyes seemed a little worried, even

fear!

That's right, it's fear!

My brows were almost tied, and I was just here to save someone. Is this judge so responsive? Could it be that my appearance can affect the underworld?

Thinking of this, my mouth twitched, and I felt that my mind was too big without realizing it.

Perhaps it was because of Judge Cui himself who had been distracted for too long, his face was straight, and he looked at me kindly and said, "Who do you want to save the Yin Si Fang Nan?"

Seeing that the judge returned to normal, I felt relieved.

I was not surprised by this guy's kind attitude. After all, from the previous dealings with Lao Bai, the ghost vein is somewhat different from other Taoist sects. I don't know if I had dealt with the King of Hell in my previous life. I have a high status and all the ghost messengers like him are more polite to ghost disciples.

Although Judge Cui is also the most famous ghost and god in the world, he is still more polite to me than to be acceptable. His strange gaze made me accept the incompetence.

"The boy's fellow Taoist Du Ziteng died in the early morning this morning. He used medicine to save his body. I'm here to invite him to return to his soul."

I nodded and told the fat man's birth date and death time.

"Please wait for me to check." Judge Cui's eyes moved without a trace.

I felt a little nervous, and I always felt that the judge's gaze was different just now.

Sure enough, after turning two pages, Ms. Cui frowned, and the middle part of his brows turned into the character "Sichuan", like a ravine in the abyss.

I was even more nervous, but I didn't dare to disturb me.

But he saw Judge Cui put down the life-and-death struggle in his hand, and on the desk, he picked up the book again, and turned over several pages, his face changed, he raised his head, looked at me hesitantly, and asked:

"Dare you ask the underworld, this Du Ziteng is sure to be dead?"

"That's right."

My heart was in my throat, and I looked at Judge Cui tightly, for fear that he would say something I didn't want to hear.

"No, why didn't this person be found?"

Judge Cui closed the life and death book, stood up, and said in a deep voice: "Go and check, who are the provinces in the southwest of the world today on duty?"

The ghost general who stood at the left hand of the hall suddenly stood up and bowed to take the order and left.

I thought it was not good, and looked at Judge Cui anxiously and said respectfully: "Judge, is there any problem with Du Ziteng's soul?"

Judicial Cui nodded, and was a little puzzled, saying, "This Du Ziteng is in the 1800s and should have lived to be forty-eight years old."

I frowned. Living to be forty-eight years old is not a good age!

Unexpectedly, Judge Cui picked up a life-and-death sacrificial pie from the desk and continued: "Today, I did not call out this person's name, but his name disappeared from the life-and-death sacrificial pie."

I was confused when I heard this, and I couldn't help but come over to see the handwriting on the life and death penalty.

“Bold!”

A ghost general under the judge immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"It's not in the way." What he didn't expect was that Judge Cui waved his hand and asked him to retreat.

I didn't care about this little episode at all, but continued to walk up, leaned in front of Judge Cui, and looked over.

Sure enough, the blank space where Judge Cui pointed his finger. Only some blurry traces require good eyesight and careful identification, so that the three words Du Ziteng can be seen barely.

I looked at Judge Cui in a daze, and I couldn't understand what the current fat man should be in.

Judge Cui obviously had never encountered such a situation, and paced back and forth.

There was something that surprised me a little. The fat man's name had disappeared, but Judge Cui said his birthday and death age, proving that the judge probably had noticed the fat man a long time ago, or we criticized people!

At this moment, the ghost general who had left before came to the Judge Hall with Bai Wuchang.

Bai Wuchang saw me, and was slightly stunned, his eyes flashed a little.

I sneered secretly. This old white, since he realized that he is strange now, has helped me a lot, but there are definitely some tricks in Ren Shuai's issue.

The judge asked, but Bai Wuchang said that he had not received the task of seizing the fat man's soul today. Not only that, he had never seen the trace of the fat man's soul today.

No? Ms. Cui and I looked at each other in a glance.

However, before I woke up, Xiao Shuangshuang and the others had tracked down the fat man's soul in the living room. Ling Tongchang Chang even attracted the soul, but the fat man was indeed not in the living room.
Chapter completed!