Weird: Run away, he has conceptual-level abilities!.

Chapter 477 I like the way you can’t stand me but can’t get rid of me
Winterfall.

The city gate.

The deputy city lord, whose body was bloated like a tumor, roared continuously.

Condemning Jiang Ming's arrogant behavior.

They claimed that among the investigation members sent by the City of Rebirth this time, there was a big shot, the quasi-judge of the underworld, who was there to support them.

As soon as these words came out.

The atmosphere in the whole venue became very strange.

Silence fell.

However, the deputy city lord of Donglin City did not notice this strange atmosphere, but immediately set his eyes on the group of ghosts on Jiang Ming's body.

"This must be the Ghost Eye Detective, right? I have heard of your reputation even in the outer areas of the Pure Land. Sir, you have also seen that this human is obviously the murderer, but he still stepped into this place so arrogantly, looking down on us, as if he had something to rely on. But in your eyes, no matter how he tries to argue, he cannot escape the solid evidence."

The tumorous ghost complimented him.

He recognized the famous detective at first sight.

Start directly accusing Jiang Ming of crimes.

Subsequently.

His gaze turned to the God of Plague who was standing beside Zou Jiao.

There was even more enthusiasm on his face.

With a smile as beautiful as a flower, he approached and said, "I guess this must be the quasi-judge of the underworld. I recognized you at first sight. Your image stands out like the sun in my eyes. Your extraordinary temperament makes me unable to look away."

Facing the God of Plague, he immediately began to speak in a servile and flattering manner.

One bullshit after another.

It is praised as unique in the world and the only one here.

Without him.

In his perception, this ghost with a slightly illusory body exuded a menace that was even more terrifying than that of the Ghost King. This kind of menace was definitely something that only ghosts and gods could possess.

In other words.

Standing in front of him now is a legendary ghost-like being.

This is a legendary figure that can never be seen in the outer areas of the Pure Land.

Even if the Lord of their Winter City were to be resurrected, he would still have to put on a shameless face and smile, eat, and sleep with such a being who is both a ghost-like and a quasi-judge.

"Sir, your arrival is an honor to the entire Winter City. After learning that you would come to our small place, the City Lord's Mansion immediately prepared the most luxurious residence for you. Both the dining standards and the welcoming team are of the highest standards, ensuring that you can have the most distinguished experience."

The tumorous ghost continued.

He no longer mentioned Jiang Ming, but chose to please the prospective judge as much as possible.

Currently Donglin City has no city lord, and the position of City God is vacant. There are countless ghosts who want to take the position, and they are all gearing up, waiting for the battle for the City God to begin.

He is also included.

He also wants to sit on the throne of City God.

The most crucial step is to please a quasi-judge who is at the level of a ghost or god.

"My lord, please."

The tumor-like ghost made a welcoming gesture.

He sincerely invited the Lord of Plague to follow him in and enjoy the cheers from the entire Winterfell City.

however……

The God of Plague did not move.

Instead, he looked at the tumor-like monster with a completely different look.

Nor spoke.

This situation made the tumor ghost a little confused.

Even if he is an honest official, he hasn't even started the bribery process yet, so there's no need to reject his welcome.

He was confused.

He asked cautiously, "Sir, what am I not doing well enough?"

The Plague God showed a bit of sarcasm on his face: "You are indeed very blind. I am not the quasi-judge you claim. It is useless for you to please me. You should tell my master what I said just now."

Hear the words.

The tumor-like ghost became confused and uncertain.

Isn’t this ghost-like figure the quasi-judge sent by the underworld?

But the slave of the would-be judge?

No.

Is it so outrageous?

Taking a ghost or god as a slave?
Who is the real judge?
The ghost-eyed detective would not make a mistake.

Among the remaining ghosts, the black dragon is obviously the mount of the quasi-judge, and the six black-armored ghosts are obviously guards. It can't be that the quasi-judge is the human Jiang Ming.

As soon as this idea came up.

The tumor-like monster's expression froze.

He turned around blankly.

I just happened to see the pity in the eyes of the Ghost-Eye Detective and the black-armored ghosts.

It seemed as if it was saying: Little brother, now you know why we didn't say anything.

This time.

The tumor ghost determined the answer in his heart.

"This is impossible. How can a murderer like him jump from being a city god to becoming a quasi-judge? This is illogical. Why would the underworld agree to nominate him as a quasi-judge?"

The deputy mayor of Winterfell could not accept this fact.

He murmured in his mouth.

He staggered a few times and fell to the ground.

not far away.

The city defense ghosts standing on both sides as a welcoming team were also terrified.

My mind is buzzing.

I never expected that the situation would have such a shocking reversal.

The big shot from the City of Rebirth whom they were warmly welcoming was the culprit who killed the Lord of their City of Winterfall?
This is a joke.

Is the underworld blind?
Why would they agree to allow a murderer who killed the current City God to become a candidate for judge?
This is definitely a shady deal.

The ghosts were in an uproar.

The boiling continues.

The situation at the scene also became chaotic.

……

the other side.

Facing the unbelievable look of the tumor monster, Jiang Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Walk slowly.

"I like your flattering behavior, but I don't like the tone you used just now. Change your tone and talk to me again."

Sarcoma Ghost: ...

Listen to this.

The deputy mayor of Winterfell could no longer hold back.

He felt like a clown just now.

The target of his deliberate flattery by licking his face turned out to be just this human's ghost servant.

This made him feel ashamed.

I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.

He was still muttering things like "impossible" and "I don't believe it".

Seeing this. Jiang Ming continued: "Don't mutter, this judge is here, let your people beat the gongs and drums to welcome me into the city, and show your enthusiasm for flattery just now, I also need a sense of ceremony."

Hear this.

The tumor-like ghost's face turned blue and white.

The whole face was distorted.

Clench your fists.

It presents a horrible death.

He looked as if he was going to cut Jiang Ming into pieces.

Zou Jiao and the God of Plague snorted coldly at the same time.

Above the Ghost King, the threat of nightmare-level ghosts and gods also loomed.

"Watch your attitude. If you show that expression again, don't blame us for being rude."

This time.

The tumor-like monster didn't even dare to show its anger.

I can only hold it in.

His face was sometimes red, sometimes blue, and sometimes pale.

Brilliant.

He stood up with difficulty, put on a smile that was uglier than crying, made a welcoming gesture, and said through gritted teeth: "Please, sir, please come in."

See this.

Jiang Ming then turned and walked towards the gate of Donglin City.

Walking leisurely.

From time to time, admire the expressions of these ghosts who are almost injured.

In a good mood.

aside.

The tumorous ghost crouched low.

Although they knew that this human was the murderer of their city lord, they could do nothing about it and could only welcome this human quasi-judge into the city as planned.

The guard of honor began to beat drums and gongs.

Paving the red carpet.

The cannon salutes were fired.

On both sides were city defense ghosts bowing their heads in greeting.

The momentum is extremely huge.

after all.

It was just a welcome ceremony tailored to the highest standards of Winterfell City.

It is even larger than the scale of the City God’s procession.

It was deliberately prepared purely for the purpose of licking one's boots.

Nature is as majestic as it can be.

But at this moment.

All the ghosts who participated in the welcoming ceremony regretted it.

I wish I could chop off my own hand that was playing the music.

When looking at Jiang Mingshi who was walking at the front of the red carpet, there was a hint of resentment in their hearts.

What's worse, some of them planned to rush forward and die together with the culprit who killed their city lord.

This way you won't be humiliated.

The ghosts thought so.

Inside the city.

Some uninformed ghosts looked at this grand scene and Jiang Ming who was walking at the front of the red carpet with puzzled expressions.

It seemed as if he was wondering why a human suddenly appeared in the team welcoming the important figures from Wangsheng City, and the face of this human seemed to be very similar to the new City God of Wuhui City whose faces were posted all over the walls of Donglin City.

It was not until an inside ghost revealed that this human was the quasi-judge sent from the City of Rebirth and also the City God of the City of No Return that all the ghosts who had come to watch were shocked.

Showing a look of surprise.

No.

What's going on? This is.

Isn’t it said that the new City God of Wuhui City killed their City Lord and is now wanted?

How did he suddenly become a quasi-judge-level figure investigating the case?

Let the murderer investigate his own crime scene?

Is the underworld so abstract?

A series of doubts arose in the minds of these ghosts in Winterfell City.

Finally they came to a conclusion.

If they can find any clues from this investigation, they will chop off their heads.

……

for all this.

Jiang Ming ignored it.

Following the tumorous ghost all the way to the city lord's mansion.

Enjoy this grand welcome ceremony.

Sometimes when he is in high spirits, he will wave his hands, acting as if he is the master.

This caused indignation among all the ghosts.

Thinking this human was provoking them.

Some people are impulsive and have already taken a step forward, and cannot be stopped.

But it's a pity...

Under the dual threat of the walking dragon and the God of Plague, this group of onlookers, who were not even ghost kings, could not even get close to the red carpet. Every time they took a step, they felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds, and their bodies were so heavy that they knelt down on the spot.

Even a Ghost King-level being is the same.

Also unable to take a step forward.

The launch of the ghost domain will not be successful.

It's okay to say goodbye.

These ghosts knew that they could do nothing.

They could only watch as this human walked slowly into the City Lord's Mansion with relaxed steps and out of their sight.

Watch it all.

The ghosts were furious.

There is an endless stream of condemnations.

They all gathered at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion and protested openly.

He wanted to rely on the power of public opinion to make the Winterfell City Lord's Mansion rise up in resistance and not succumb to a human being.

time flies.

There was no movement in the City Lord's Mansion.

The ghosts knew that the City Lord’s Mansion had surrendered.

Even if this human was the culprit who killed their city lord, the City Lord's Mansion did not dare to openly resist by relying on blood.

this day.

This is destined to be the darkest hour for Winterfell.

(End of this chapter)