Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 277

Lin Shuyou clenched his fists, and the aura of the True Lord burst out completely, using this method to convey Brother Xiaoyuan's instructions to his partners outside.

The ribbon on the woman's body swept towards Lin Shuyou. Ah You stood where he was without dodging, but just raised his left hand in front of him, as if chanting a sutra.

The red ribbon wrapped around Ayou completely, tightening suddenly while secreting corrosive mucus.

The two-bodied man crawled on the ground and moved forward quickly, trying to bypass Lin Shuyou and pounce on the young man behind him.

"boom!"

The ribbon broke.

I left one, which was clamped by Lin Shuyou's left hand.

Then he stepped out with his right foot, activated the Three-Step Praise, and his whole body moved horizontally, right to the side of the two-body man. The sole of his boot fell and stepped accurately on the joint of the two-body man.

No matter how the four hands and four legs struggled on the ground, they were still unable to escape the suppression of Ayou's foot.

The next moment, Ayou pulled the ribbon with his left hand, and the woman was forcibly pulled over by a huge force.

The left hand that was originally chanting stretched forward and grasped the woman's neck steadily and fiercely.

Just like that, stepping on one person under his feet and pinching one person with his hands, the book friend had already suppressed the situation in the restaurant without even using his double maces as weapons!

Just now, Li Zhuiyuan said that they were a group of wandering ghosts.

This is true.

This gang of guys, led by the fat chef, should have died somewhere, but the road construction destroyed the feng shui of the place where he lived, allowing him to attract other wandering ghosts to gather beside the road, living off the land and the water.

In essence, apart from being "not human", the fat chef and his gang are actually no different from the gas thieves in the service area, the nail-scattering repair shop, or even the car bandits and highway bullies.

This kind of local evil spirit could be killed by Lin Shuyou through spirit possession when he was just in college, not to mention the current White Crane Master.

The fat chef's eyes widened when he saw this. He had suffered a loss in the previous fight, but he still thought that he could defeat them by relying on his large numbers.

But now, he realized that he had thought too much. The opponent's strength was no longer based on quantity. Moreover, since he had roared before, the other few outside should have rushed in to help, but there was still no response at this moment.

The fat chef finally realized what the boy had said before: Why would he rather give you a hat than do it himself?
As expected...it’s not that easy to get a job.

The fat chef roared again, and the flesh on his face and the pustules on his body trembled rapidly, but the next moment, the fat chef turned around and tried to escape.

The more arrogant a person is when he thinks he has an advantage, the more likely he is to be the first to give up when he falls into a disadvantage.

Runsheng appeared in front of the fat chef. The fat chef had no time to brake, and was unwilling to slow down. He wanted to crush him with his own mountain of flesh.

But the person he was facing was Run Sheng, the cornerstone of the team that Zhao Yi coveted the most.

"boom."

The two sides collided like this, Runsheng remained motionless, and the fat chef flew backwards.

As soon as he landed on the ground and was about to get up, a shovel came down, pierced his abdomen, and started to tear him apart.

The fat chef opened his bloody mouth and spewed a strong ghostly aura towards Runsheng who was stepping on his belly.

Runsheng also opened his mouth and let out a low growl. The more ferocious evil spirit not only dispersed the ghost energy in the first moment, but also poured into the fat chef's body, paralyzing his entire body.

"Puff puff!"

Runsheng held the Yellow River shovel and began to cut the fat chef into pieces, but even after these rotten pieces were cut, they still squirmed instinctively, and it was obvious that they were not dead yet.

This is Runsheng’s weakness. His physique is strong enough to make him look down upon evil spirits, but his lack of knowledge in other aspects often makes him embarrassed by small problems and details.

Subconsciously, he wanted to take out the evil-breaking talisman to purify it, but the heartache of losing the small pickup truck was still fresh in his mind, and Runsheng wanted to save money at this moment.

Runsheng raised his head and looked at Master Baihe who was pinching his hands and stepping on his feet in a deliberate manner.

He didn't say anything, but the meaning in his eyes was very clear.

"Evil ghosts, only kill them, not save them~"

Lin Shuyou's vertical pupils flashed with blood, and the mark of a white crane flowed on his forehead.

A number of tridents condensed in his left hand, and he followed his gaze and fiercely pierced the woman he was strangling.

An afterimage appeared on his lower body. With the blessing of the Three-Step Praise, it seemed as if countless Lin Shuyous were constantly stepping on him.

"Snapped!"

The woman was pierced through by the trident like a sieve, and the twin under her feet was completely crushed, turning into black ash and dissipating.

After doing all this, Lin Shuyou walked towards Runsheng, spread out his right hand to condense the will-o'-the-wisp, and clenched his left fist to punch out. The will-o'-the-wisp rushed up around along the fist force, and all the body parts left by the fat chef were burned into nothingness, without even any juice left.

Outside, in front of the repair shop.

Tan Wenbin experienced the treatment Zhao Yi received.

The twin sisters are pleasing to the eye but that’s just the initial level. They are really good at fighting.

The leakage of Lord Baihe's aura was the signal to clear the area.

The mechanic, whose bone spurs had just been exposed, had no chance to show his terrifying ability before an even more terrifying cold light wiped out all the "rebellious bones" in front of him.

Then she used the dagger to cut open his chest and reached her hand inside. Liang Yan pinched seals inside the master's body and a ball of red fire appeared. The seal was recovered, and flames burst out from the master's body up and down. The whole person was like a rotating firework set off during the New Year. The body twisted and spewed out light and fire, and finally turned into a pool of black.

The yellow-haired guy was even more miserable. He just showed the hideous and horrible image of death in a car accident, but what he got was not a special look of attention, but a few ruthless slaps.

After a few crisp sounds, the yellow-haired man's face was completely distorted, because the slap print had a rune mark, which had a strong suppressing effect on souls and ghosts.

Liang Li kicked the yellow-haired man again, sending him flying to the paint box that was used to repair motorcycles. For a moment, the color of the yellow-haired man's hair changed rapidly until he rolled to the last box and completely turned green.

With a finger placed between her eyebrows, Liang Li recited something.

The yellow-haired man howled in pain, and his body shrank rapidly. In the end, only a piece of green human skin was left on the ground.

Liang Li scratched it randomly with the soles of her shoes, and the human skin twisted, melted, and floated, quickly returning to dust in various forms.

The whole process happened so quickly that Tan Wenbin didn't even have time to finish the half cigarette in his hand. He took a final deep puff, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and used his free hands to start clapping.

In front of the store, Zhao Yi raised his right hand, with complex lines flowing on his five fingernails. The old woman's body quickly compressed into a ball with a shrill scream and was caught by Zhao Yi's right hand.

Turning around and walking out, Zhao Yi threw the ball, bounced it lightly, and slapped it forward with his left hand.

"Snapped!"

The old woman burst like a balloon.

After landing, Zhao Yi walked towards the hotel while sorting out his clothes.

The sign at the entrance of the hotel began to become blurred.

Once the ghosts that maintain this false environment are destroyed, this place will naturally collapse, and this small roadside service area will soon become a wasteland beside the highway.

However, the sign that was blurry just now became clear again.

Someone is supporting me.

No need to guess, everyone knows who it is.

When Zhao Yi walked into the restaurant, Lin Shuyou and Runsheng were walking out.

"Runsheng."

Zhao Yi threw a box of cigarettes to Runsheng.

Runsheng took it, opened it, and a smile appeared on his face.

Zhao Yi reminded: "Do it secretly, don't let Meng Meng see it."

Lin Shuyou glanced at it and said, "It's just a moving finger, what are you afraid of not being able to see it?"

Zhao Yi: "One finger doesn't matter, but here's a box, it's different."

Lin Shuyou: “What do you mean?”

Zhao Yi walked into the restaurant without explaining and sat down next to Li Zhuiyuan.

On the table was a small compass belonging to Mr. Li, with a translucent hat on top.

Zhao Yi asked: "Found it?"

Li Zhuiyuan: “Yes, I found it.”

When they first determined the coordinates, everyone was prepared for a fierce battle. However, when they approached the service area, they realized something was wrong with just a quick glance.

This level is too weak.

Naturally, Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi both thought that this group of wandering ghosts were just being used as guns by someone, and they were not the real target.

This is when Li Zhuiyuan came in to conduct a new round of exploration.

Zhao Yi: "Are you going or not?"

Li Zhuiyuan: “Yes.”

Zhao Yi: "I fanned the flames the first time, this time, I want to pour a bucket of cold water on them. Because the rhythm of this matter is not right."

A few days ago when everyone was still in Nantong, there were constant sounds of wind in the peach forest. It was the person who was isolating those things that tried to enter Nantong.

This kind of commotion was definitely not something that these little devils in the service area could produce. In other words, if these little devils really participated in the Nantong adventure, they should have a basic understanding of how powerful and terrifying the man under the peach forest was, and would not have overestimated their own abilities and caused an accident when they just drove out of Nantong.

Moreover, the person who deceived and exploited them knew better than they did how weak they were and that it was impossible for them to cause any real harm to them.

This is to show weakness to the enemy, and use these little devils as a prelude and nest.

Including the word "bold" that person said when Li Zhuiyuan found him, which seemed very normal, but in fact it was also a deliberate performance.

Li Zhuiyuan: "In the past, we were the ones who were thinking about how to ensure that our opponents could not escape. This time, our opponents are thinking about how to prevent us from escaping."

The man in official uniform was not far from here. The reason why he chose to open another battle location was to set up a trap for himself and others to fall into.

Zhao Yi: "From the other side's perspective, we can hide back in Nantong at any time, so the deployment is inevitably complicated. I think we can respect their ideas. Anyway, this place is not far from Nantong..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "If this place is not far from Jiujiang Zhao, are you willing to bring the cause and effect of walking on the river back?"

Zhao Yi said frankly: "Of course I don't want to."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You should solve your own problems. Now that you have left Nantong, don't think about your family's roof anymore."

Zhao Yi: "Are you still planning to charge in?"

Li Zhuiyuan: “Yes.”

Zhao Yi: "Then I won't persuade you. How should we do it? We don't have much time now. You have already 'scouted' him. If we go too late, it will arouse suspicion from the other side."

Li Zhuiyuan: "The enemy is either setting up a formation to lure us into a trap, or setting up a barrier to blockade us. If the enemy is strong enough to wipe us out in one fell swoop, we can kill them as soon as we see them. It won't be so troublesome at all, and we still have to consider whether we can escape back."

Zhao Yi: "Start with their outer perimeter deployment? This is your strong point, but... will it be in time?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Since they are from Fengdu, they have inherited the Fengdu heritage. I am familiar with this aspect."

Zhao Yi: "More familiar than them?"

Li Zhuiyuan hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

"Why hesitate?"

"Unless the emperor is in Fengdu and opens a school, he can preach like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

"The Bodhisattva is not teaching you real skills when he preaches. Of course, I don't think the Great Emperor would be so idle. He is too lazy to even instruct his own descendants and just sits and watches them decline from generation to generation. It is impossible for him to teach his subordinates."

"Well, after ruling out this possibility, we can be sure that these people from Fengdu don't know Fengdu better than I do."

After all, Li Zhuiyuan received the most complete inheritance of Emperor Fengdu, although the set he first got from Grandpa Yin Meng was... a children's version.

But Li Zhuiyuan completed the reverse deduction. Each of the Twelve Decrees of Fengdu not only corresponds to a method or technique, but also represents a category.

However, thanks to the supply from his great-grandfather's basement, Li Zhuiyuan has too many precious inheritances in his hands.

In each category, there are more specialized inheritances for young people to comprehend and learn. Li Zhuiyuan can only take the best points from one inheritance system.

For example, he only used "Liu's Qi-Watching Technique" to look at Feng Shui, and "Qin's Observation of Dragons" was only used for basic training. The Great Emperor's Twelve Laws of Fengdu focused on their use against spiritual bodies and... throwing dirty water on the Great Emperor about cause and effect.

Zhao Yi jokingly said: "You are worthy of being the successor of Emperor Fengdu. I think that even if the emperor really intends to cultivate a successor himself, that person will not be able to compare with you."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Who can compare to you in terms of close relationship with the emperor?"

Zhao Yi: "It's not a life-or-death crisis yet, there's no need to pay attention to me now, right?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "But time is still not enough. Even if it is something I am good at understanding, it takes a process for me to observe, modify and master it quietly."

Zhao Yi: "I understand what you mean. Don't worry, leave it to me."

As he spoke, Zhao Yi spread out his ten fingers and pinched downwards. A piece of paper with Li Zhuiyuan's name and birth date written on it fell out from his sleeve and quickly folded itself into a little man.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Did you keep it specially for me?"

Previously, Zhao Yi used this method to fake the deaths of eight people.

But at that time, Zhao Yi asked Liang Yan for paper and pen and wrote it on the spot, but now the paper of this one has turned yellow, proving that Zhao Yi had already written it and carried it with him for a long time.

Zhao Yi: "Your birthday is more important."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the little paper figure and said, "Not enough."

Zhao Yi tore off his outer coat and reached out to tear off his white lining. The white cloth fell down and merged with the paper man. His ten fingers continued to pinch quickly, and the paper man continued to grow larger.

At the end, Zhao Yi clasped his hands together, crossed his fingers, and arched forward.

The appearance of the paper figure changed and became exactly like Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan learned Nuo puppetry with the help of Zhao Yi. Later, the young man wrote down the technique in a book and gave it to Zhao Yi as agreed.

This is an extremely difficult formation, but Zhao Yi has now mastered it.

This feeling made Li Zhuiyuan feel a little strange. Perhaps it was because there were so many people around him who needed to be fed by him, so suddenly there was someone who could eat by himself, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Yi: "You haven't practiced martial arts, so your blood and qi are not abundant. In addition, you are good at restraining and hiding your breath, so it is not difficult to pinch you out."

Li Zhuiyuan: "No matter how advanced the puppetry is, it is still fake and not vivid enough, and it is still possible to be seen through.

They didn't want us to have a chance to escape, and likewise, I didn't want them to have a chance to escape.

If they find out I'm fake before I have time to understand their perimeter deployment, the fishing net will be broken."

Zhao Yi: "What about this?"

The nail scratched the fingertip and blood dripped onto the paper man.

The blood flowed faster and faster, as if Zhao Yi had no regrets about his own blood, until the paper figure was completely dyed red.

He raised ten fingers and put some sips in his mouth one by one to stop the bleeding.

The red color that seeps into the paper figure makes it more vivid, which is the real "life".

"Wait, there's more."

Zhao Yi smiled and tilted his head. When he spoke, the paper man Li Zhuiyuan also spoke. One was Zhao Yi's voice and the other was Li Zhuiyuan's voice:

"Mr. Li, is this true?"

"Mr. Li, is this true?"

As if this cover-up was not enough, Zhao Yi looked at the paper man Li Zhuiyuan and said, "Mr. Li, you are going too far."

The paper man Li Zhuiyuan glanced at him indifferently, then looked away and ignored him.

There is no deliberate sarcasm, but it has a better effect than sarcasm.

At this moment, even Li Zhuiyuan himself had to admit: It really looked like him, there was absolutely no flaw.

The puppet is very down-to-earth. In order to make it more realistic, Zhao Yi did not hesitate to use the most simple and traditional method, that is, the marionette.

Zhao Yi: "I may not be the one who understands you best in this world, but I am definitely the best at imitating you. How is it? How do you feel?"

Li Zhuiyuan: “It feels a bit pitiful.”

Zhao Yi: “…”

Li Zhuiyuan condensed a blood mist in his palm and wrote his name on the paper figure. He then drew patterns around it and pressed it with his thumb before finishing the stroke.

This is to legitimize the fake self.

It's not to make the fake more real, but to make the real yourself more fake.

After doing all this, Li Zhuiyuan took out three sealing talismans and pasted them on his "three lamps", in this way creating his own "fake death".

Zhao Yi looked outside and asked, "You won't tell your men?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I have great trust in them, but that doesn't include their acting skills."

Zhao Yi nodded: "Indeed, after all, we are facing real old ghosts this time, and their perception ability cannot be overestimated.

Then you pick another one, and I will make him a puppet so that he can stay with you and arrange the situation outside. You can't be out there alone, it's too dangerous."

Li Zhuiyuan: "They know our list."

Zhao Yi: "The old lady in the store has an account book with the eight of us on it. But I think the other party's attention is definitely focused on you. As long as you are fine, the others will be a little dull and not easily discovered.

For example, Runsheng...actually the most suitable one is Ayou.

If Ah You stood by and said nothing until the end, it would seem normal. At most, he would say a few words in the middle to show off his stupidity. It would be very easy to imitate. "

"Controlling two puppets is too stressful for you. Just focus on controlling one."

"it is good."

Li Zhuiyuan handed his small compass to Zhao Yi: "You already know the error. This is the coordinate point. Now, you can take the fake me out."

Zhao Yi took the compass, stood up, hesitated for a moment, and asked again:
"So, have you always been so efficient in making risky decisions like this before?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I will not be like you. I have several opportunities in front of me, but I want to kill but I dare not."

Zhao Yi: "Mr. Li, you are really too rude."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Please buy me more time."

Zhao Yi: "Don't worry, I will."

When walking out, Zhao Yi stopped halfway and said, "By the way, there is something I need to remind you. If you want to completely wipe out these little ghosts, you have to deal with the bones they left behind."

Li Zhuiyuan: “I know.”

Zhao Yi suddenly realized and said with a smile: "Oh, yes, account cancellation, you are a professional."

...Yin Meng was digging in a piece of wasteland with a shovel. Not long after digging, blackened skeletons appeared inside. There were more than one person's skeletons, entangled with each other.

"Huh, I found it. I told you not to cause any accidents to us. I told you not to destroy our pickup truck!"

The money to buy the pickup truck was earned by Yin Meng from selling antique books on the black market, and the pickup truck was also registered in her name.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, the two cars that were scrapped this time are considered the property of the two women.

However, although the Chen family can't be compared with the King of Fengdu at all, when Chen Lin and her brother ran away from home, they really took a lot of property with them, while Yin Meng... has been really poor since childhood.

"Boer!"

Pull out the cork from the bottle and pour the corpse-dissolving water into it, so that these little devils who live on the road and eat "human blood buns" will be completely destroyed.

After finishing the work, Yin Meng walked back carrying the shovel.

Meet up with others at the agreed meeting point.

Brother Xiaoyuan stood in the middle of the crowd, arranging the next tasks and points to pay attention to.

When Zhao Yi was around, Tan Wenbin could feel much more relaxed as he didn't have to make any divergent explanations. He also knew that he could only serve as a mouth substitute for Brother Xiaoyuan, but Young Master Zhao could serve as a brain substitute.

Everyone was listening attentively, except Runsheng.

Yin Meng discovered that Runsheng, who usually didn't like to use his brain in such meetings and basically just sat there the whole time, actually looked at Brother Xiaoyuan several times today.

Zhao Yi looked at the time and felt that it had reached a critical point and could not delay any longer, so he clapped his hands:
"Alright, everyone, take your positions, hurry up and kill the real mastermind behind this!"

Li Zhuiyuan: “Let’s go.”

……

This is a mudflat with stone slabs built on it to create a relatively spacious table.

During certain seasons, several nearby villages would pool their money and invite people to perform community operas.

By then, it will be very lively here. Not only will there be people singing and listening to operas, but it will also attract many small vendors, just like a small temple fair.

A few days ago, the opera had ended and the temple fair was over, and the place seemed a little deserted.

In addition to garbage and a large number of footprints, the banners on the stage have not been removed, the plastic ceiling is still there, and there is a plastic sculpture used in opera performances underneath.

It was very light and torn, wearing an old costume, with a court sceptre in his hand. During the performance, he was treated as an adult from the underworld, serving as a backdrop and having no lines.

The desolate mudflats, the cold table and the lonely master.

This is the scene that Li Zhuiyuan and others saw when they came here.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the sculpture.

And this sculpture did not disappoint everyone. It began to melt first, and then red and black liquid oozes out from inside, making it gradually fuller, and a solemn aura also emanated from it.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Li Zhuiyuan who was standing below.

At this moment, Zhao Yi couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Fortunately, he had done his best in "disguise". If it was any worse, he would not have been able to hide it from the other party's eyes.

As the saying goes, the heart is hidden in the belly. As a group of beings who have been facing "ghosts" all the time, the sharpness of their eyes has long exceeded the imagination of normal people.

Just as the sculpture was about to speak, Zhao Yi spoke first:
"Cute."

"Again?"

Yin Meng knew what was going to happen, and she also knew that it was meaningless.

Zhao Yi: "Go and show your face."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Go ahead."

"Hey."

Yin Meng walked forward and stood in front of the crowd.

Tan Wenbin at the back was a little confused. Didn't he say he would just come up and kill them directly? Then what was the purpose of letting Mengmeng show up in the front again?
The most important thing is, the opponent has already been seen, why hasn’t Brother Xiaoyuan drawn a red line for everyone?

Yin Meng's appearance forced the sculpture on the stage to hold back what it was about to say to Li Zhuiyuan.

Even the majestic aura that had been gathered before was temporarily distorted and interrupted.

Some things in the world are just like this. Even if both of you know that it is a meaningless process, you still have to go through it.

The sculpture stood up and walked to the edge of the stage. He lowered his head slightly and swung his imperial scepter. His tone, which should have been stern, became gentle:
"I've met Miss Yin."

After the ceremony, the statue stood up, its eyes focused with majesty, its throat trembled slightly, and it faintly responded to the surroundings. But when it focused its attention on Li Zhuiyuan again...

Yin Meng began to return the gift:
"I've met my lord."

The body of the sculpture made a slight crisp sound.

The breath flowed back and the movements stopped. He had no choice but to return the greeting.

There is no way. Other forces will treat the Yin family as guests of honor because of Yin Changsheng's face.

This set of empty promises is just a token of their appreciation, but for the ghost officials under Fengdu, the Yin family has a more special meaning.

Even though they themselves knew that the emperor did not care about the life and death of the so-called Yin family, the emperor's surname was Yin after all.

Even if the Yin family is of no rank and order, and their descendants have even declined to the point where they cannot even enter the Yin family's ancestral tomb after their death, at least their status as "royal relatives" is real.

In this matter, he can eliminate everyone else, but he will not kill Yin Meng. He will spare his life. Members of the Yin family can die anywhere, but not in his hands.

Even if the emperor didn't care, his colleagues and superiors would tacitly deal with him, whose hands were stained with the blood of his family.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Call me Judge."

Yin Meng said "Oh" and bowed again:
"Greetings, Mr. Judge."

"Heh." The sculpture didn't intend to act anymore. Its restored breath was not disturbed any more, and it just said "hmm".

He pointed his lightning-like gaze directly at the young man and spoke again:
"There is no way to go west, I advise you to turn back!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "You call this 'persuasion'?"

Zhao Yi echoed, "These guys just like to put on airs. They've clearly already torn their faces apart and fought, but they still like to show off their status."

The sculpture ignored the responses and ridicules below, and sighed as if just to go through a process quickly:
"That is not the place you should go, nor is it a place you deserve to go, nor is it a place you are qualified to go. Well, since you have insisted on going to hell, then this judgment will open the door and accept you.

Don't blame the Eighteenth Level of the Underworld, it's you who are stubborn and willing to fall!"

After speaking, the sculpture raised its head and numerous cracks appeared all over its body.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Runsheng, Ayou, go ahead!"

The person who gave the order was naturally Zhao Yi.

The judge above is obviously ready to take action. If nothing unexpected happens, the backup plan hidden in the surroundings will be launched and the large formation covering the surroundings will also be activated.

At this time, sending Runsheng and Ayou to the stage to fight can further steal time.

The most likely scenario is that he, in the sculpture state, was suppressed by Runsheng and Ayou. When he saw the dawn of hope, the other party smiled and revealed their true arrangement, bringing despair to him and others.

It's an indescribable joy.

What Zhao Yi is betting on is human nature, and he believes that the same is true for ghosts.

Runsheng and Lin Shuyou jumped onto the stage, one holding the Yellow River Shovel to smash the opponent, while the other holding double maces to block the space for maneuver.

Lin Shuyou also felt a little strange. Where was Xiaoyuan’s red line?
In a battle of this level, Brother Xiaoyuan really allows himself to play freely?
Runsheng felt calm.

A shovel hit the sculpture, causing large cracks on the back. However, after turning around, the sculpture grabbed the shovel and wrestled with Runsheng.

"Hehehe..."

Laughter was heard, as if laughing at Runsheng for overestimating his own abilities.

However, at least so far, there is no obvious difference in strength between the two sides.

Zhao Yi knew that this move was a sure win.

The judge thought that he and others were trapped in a jar with no way to escape, so he chose to grab some emotional value for himself and enjoy it.

Of course, there was another reason for this scene to occur, that is, Zhao Yi heard that the judge expressed a sincere resentment and imbalance towards Li Zhuiyuan's going to Fengdu.

The general meaning is: Are you worthy?

With this layer of preparation, he would naturally be more reluctant to give up the opportunity to humiliate and tease Mr. Li.

Zhao Yi also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the emperor was not going to forcibly take Li to Fengdu for execution. So not only would Li have a chance to survive, but he and his entire family would also have a chance to survive.

The fight continued, and the sculpture showed extremely strong combat power, able to go head-to-head with Runsheng without losing. However, with the addition of Lin Shuyou, the sculpture fell into a passive position as the fight went on.

Boy: "No, this guy's power can continue to flow in!"

Lin Shuyou: “What do you mean?”

Boy: "It means that his soul is probably nearby, and he is not using his full strength when fighting you now!"

Lin Shuyou: “Why?”

Boy: "He should really be the judge, not a fake one."

Lin Shuyou: "Brother Xiaoyuan said that he is the judge."

Boy: "Every judge is different, and even if it is the same judge, he will be different in Fengdu and outside.

Because it is unlikely that their true bodies will come out, their strength depends on how much of their souls they are willing to bring out."

Lin Shuyou: "Even if he is still hiding his strength, what's the big deal? Didn't all our people not go up?"

Boy: "You don't understand... If he is willing to bring out a large number of souls, do you think he will come out alone?"

Lin Shuyou: "You mean, he brought his men with him?"

The boy said: "Judge, judge, there is a word 'official' in it, but you have no one to manage your subordinates, what's the point of being an official!"

At this time, Lord Baihe took the initiative to withdraw from the battle, came to the edge of the stage, and began to scan the surroundings with his vertical pupils, trying to find the existence that was still hidden.

Boy: "Guess, how many ghost generals and ghost commanders did he bring out!"

Lin Shuyou: "Are ghost generals and ghost coaches very powerful?"

Boy: "His status is lower than that of the judge, but his strength is not necessarily weaker than that of the judge. The judge is a civil servant in the underworld system."

Lord Baihe's actions made Zhao Yi feel a little helpless. He knew that the boy must have seen something.

At this time, the sculpture's eyes swept towards Master Baihe: "Haha, it seems..."

Li Zhuiyuan waved his finger forward and said, "Liang Yan, Liang Li, go ahead!"

Liang Yan and Liang Li rushed to the stage at an extremely fast speed. They joined hands and smashed the sculpture down, along with the words that the sculpture was about to say.

With the addition of the Liang sisters, even if True Lord Baihe is absent, he can still hold down the sculpture and beat it hard.

The harder you hit it now, the happier the sculpture will be, because then you can get the pleasure of revealing the truth and making the other party even more desperate.

Zhao Yi just hopes that it will continue to be fun.

Logically speaking, a long time has passed since the meeting started and the exchanges and fights began. Mr. Li should have come here to explore the periphery a long time ago. Mr. Li, how much more time do you need?
Under the heavy pressure, the sculpture had almost no power to fight back and became increasingly broken.

But faintly, one could hear bursts of suppressed laughter coming from deep within the sculpture.

Boy: "That shouldn't be the case. How could such a meticulous person not notice that there is something wrong here and still send people up to smash it?"

Lin Shuyou: "Boy, do you have a brain like Xiaoyuan?"

Boy: "I am much older than him."

Lin Shuyou: "If you don't think you're smarter than Xiaoyuan, then don't think too much."

“Hehehe… After all, I have been a ghost before, so I know the true side of the underworld. It is much better than these ignorant guys.”

The sculpture is obviously referring to Lord Baihe.

Lord Baihe's "desertion" not only enhances the authenticity, but also brings it greater pleasure. After all, there is someone here who "understands himself".

"boom!"

Finally, the sculpture was smashed.

A ball of black mist as pure as liquid rushed out and finally flowed into the ground under the stage like a small waterfall.

"Haha, do you think you won? Hahaha!"

You can tell that it is really happy and excited, and has gained great emotional satisfaction.

"Dong dong dong! dong dong dong! dong dong dong!"

A powerful drumbeat was heard, and depressions appeared on the surrounding ground.

Lord Baihe immediately jumped off the stage and returned to Li Zhuiyuan to protect him. Even the Liang sisters quickly returned to their positions.

Only Runsheng was still standing on the stage with a Yellow River shovel in his hand, and he did not stand at the forefront to protect Xiaoyuan as usual.

Everyone was looking around. Along with the drum sounds and the depressions, there were also fast-moving ghost shadows above their heads.

As the number of ghosts increased, their speed slowed down. What could be clearly seen were flags held up by the little ghosts and floating in the air above.

During folk funerals, the flags carried by the front and back rows of the procession are very similar to these flags, but are far inferior to their majestic aura.

"Buzz!"

All the flagpoles above heads were quickly arranged in a line, and the tip of each flag pointed to one of the people including "Li Zhuiyuan" below.

In an instant, everyone felt their bodies become much heavier, and even their thoughts and consciousness slowed down.

This is not a formation, this should be a very high-level miasma. The layout of the underworld court is moved here. Not only can it prevent the prisoners in the hall from escaping, but it can also suppress them in all directions to ensure that the judge on the high platform is supreme in this layout.

"mighty……"

In the previously sunken pit, chairs slowly emerged. Behind each chair, there was a weapon hanging, and a skeleton was sitting on the chair.

The bones are of different colors, genders, ages and are naturally not their real bodies. However, they are the carriers they specially selected in the secular world for this arrival.

The seats on both sides surrounded "Li Zhuiyuan" and others, four were red and eight were black.

The white bones stood up one after another, first attached with armor and command flags, and then slowly filled up.

The four ghost generals and eight ghost commanders are all in place, and each of them exudes a terrifying aura of his own.

In the area that was previously flooded with black, not only a throne but also a judge's table rose up.

There were all kinds of items for judgment on it. The skeleton of a young child on the armchair quickly transformed into a being with white hair and a youthful face, with a strong aura of a superior.

"Snapped!"

The gavel rang.

The four ghost commanders and eight ghost generals all stood up.

The flags above dropped further downwards, and everyone below felt an almost tangible pressure that forced them to kneel down in submission.

In this state, it is a luxury for you to have a good fight, as you cannot fully display your strength.

"Everyone in this hall, please know your sins!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "What crime have I committed?"

The judge looked at Li Zhuiyuan and did not answer. He just opened a book on the table, picked up a pen, and underlined seven of the eight names. He said:

"Since the crime is known, execute immediately!"

The four ghost generals and eight ghost commanders collectively took a step forward, ready to attack.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Defense!"

Zhao Yi knew that no matter how bad the current situation was, he had to continue to buy time for Li.

However, the next moment, Zhao Yi found that his worries were unnecessary.

"Buzz!"

All the flagpoles above the head that originally pointed to "Li Zhuiyuan" and others were moved away and pointed to the four generals and eight generals below.

Only a neat "click" sound was heard, and the four generals and eight commanders who had just taken a step forward collectively were all suppressed. After taking a step back collectively, they all sat back in their chairs.

The judge looked up in astonishment, and kept drawing sticks from the bucket and throwing them upwards, but the ghosts and flagpoles above completely ignored his orders and continued to suppress his generals.

Lin Shuyou and others suddenly felt the pressure disappear and their minds were no longer confused.

Zhao Yi laughed and scolded: "Mr. Li, why are you so slow!"

Runsheng, who had not stood back and was standing alone in a corner, saw a distortion behind him, and Li Zhuiyuan walked out holding the formation flag in his right hand.

Li Zhuiyuan was a little surprised. He knew that Brother Runsheng might be able to tell that the fake one was not him, but he didn't expect that Brother Runsheng could even sense his position outside the miasma.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Zhao Yi standing opposite him and replied:
"In fact, it's already ready. We're just waiting for him to start."

After such a long period of preparation in the early stages, when Li Zhuiyuan "sneaked" to the perimeter of the ambush to check, he suddenly felt a strong sense of disappointment, as if he was flirting with a blind man.

This ghost miasma was almost copied verbatim from the Twelve Decrees of Fengdu - [Ghosts Listen to Judgement] without any changes. Even the central vital point of the ghost miasma and the defects that Li Zhuiyuan thought of when he reversed the process were perfectly preserved.

If people were locked inside at the beginning, it would be difficult to deal with, but as long as Li Zhuiyuan was outside, it would be like holding the key to the security room and opening the door and going in directly.

This means that the emperor's subordinates only know that they are going to Fengdu, but they are not clear about how close the relationship is between themselves and the emperor's inheritance.

Otherwise, they would never dare to put something like a textbook in front of them so openly.

The judge stared at Li Zhuiyuan, then looked at the "Li Zhuiyuan" beside Zhao Yi, and then looked up at the battle flags and ghost shadows above that had completely turned against their allies.

After hesitating for a long time, the judge said:

"If anyone in the hall has any grievances, please come and tell us immediately!"

Li Zhuiyuan took out his wordless book and opened the first page. In the past few days, Li Zhuiyuan deliberately did not read the "Evil Book", which made the "Evil Book" very lively now.

Moreover, the only thing he chose wrong was the name, not the nickname. This guy was indeed very evil. Not only did he hang red lights and light red candles in his own cell on the first page, and made an gesture of opening the door to welcome guests, but also when Li Zhuiyuan turned to the second and third pages, he saw the cage that "The Evil Book" had drawn for him in advance.

Seeing no one respond, the judge spoke again:
"I have made this judgment. All the reasons for the misunderstanding can be explained and we can mediate as much as possible!"

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the judge and shook the book in his hand.
Said:

"Since the crime is known, execute immediately!"

(End of this chapter)