Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

Xiao Yanbao smiled and said, "Come on, squat down and I'll tell you a way."

The King of Hell thought that Xiao Yanbao had really thought of a way, so he squatted down obediently, and Xiao Yanbao punched the King of Hell on the nose.

"You actually dare to curse my master to death. Do you dare to accept it?"

The King of Hell's nose was sore due to Xiao Yanbao's small fist, and tears flowed down.

Black and white are impermanent, with a bull's head and a horse's face. I quickly covered my eyes, unable to see, unable to see.

The majestic King of Hell was beaten to tears by a little baby, but he didn't dare to fight back.

How can you hang out in the underworld and the fairy world from now on?

Middle-aged woman: This little kid is so courageous. Even the King of Hell dares to fight him.

He even beat the King of Hell to tears.

Is it too late for me to change my mind now?

The king of hell felt so depressed. Don’t I want to lose face? Four of his subordinates are still here. If word spreads from now on... no, who dares to spread the word?

He turned to look at Black and White Wuchang, the bull-headed horse-faced man, and saw that the four of them were covering their faces.

snort! I bet you guys know each other, otherwise I will let you taste this big nose pocket one by one when I go back.

"I'm not cursing the master to die. The mirror of karma can only illuminate the dead. I'm not just talking about the master, but also the murderer."

Xiao Yanbao patted the wishful bag and said, "You can take pictures of dead people, right?"

Yan Wang nodded.

Does this person want to kill the murderer?

Xiao Yanbao reached out and took out the Xuanyin bracelet from his wishful bag.

"Here, take your photo."

"The real murderer is Wei Wuyin. He is a dead person. If you continue to say that you can't take a picture, then you are doing it on purpose." Xiao Yanbao made a gesture of pulling out his beard.

The King of Hell trembled unconsciously.

Why! This little electric cannon was wronged. You could have said that the murderer was Wei Wuyin.

But he didn't dare to blame Xiao Yanbao, so he could only eat coptis.

The King of Hell took out his business mirror and said, "Madam, take a good look at this."

The karma mirror shines on the Xuanyin bracelet, and everything Wei Wuyin did during his lifetime appears in the karma mirror one by one.

When the middle-aged woman saw Wei Wuyin in the mirror, she gritted her teeth with hatred, "It was this Ling Fengzi who killed my husband."

In order to prevent the middle-aged woman from recalling the painful scene again, the King of Hell did not let Zhong Wanyi and her mother see the scene from that time.

Although she didn't look at it, when she saw Wei Wuyin's face, the scene from the past had already appeared in front of the middle-aged woman.

She cried until she almost fainted.

Xiao Yanbao couldn't bear to let the woman recall that cruel scene again, but in order to clear the master's wrongdoing and let Zhong Wanyi and his mother know who their enemy was, he had no choice but to do this.

"Are you sure this is the person who killed your husband?" The King of Hell asked.

The middle-aged woman was extremely sad, but she said categorically: "It was him, this Ling Fengzi who killed my husband. My husband died so miserably! Uh-huh-huh..."

"Then let me tell you, the person in this mirror is named Wei Wuyin, not Ling Fengzi." The King of Hell said solemnly.

"What?" The woman stopped crying and asked in surprise.

The King of Hell found a scene in the mirror of Wei Wuyin locking Ling Fengzi's soul and showed it to the middle-aged woman.

"The person whose soul is locked is Ling Fengzi, and the person with the black mole on his face is Wei Wuyin." The King of Hell spoke again.

He also glanced at Xiao Yanbao, as if he was waiting for Yanbao to praise him.

See what I said is clear enough, don't give me any little punches in the future.

Yan Baoli ignored the King of Hell, pointed at Ling Fengzi in the mirror and said: "This is my master Ling Fengzi, and that black mole is a fake name of my master. You two have hated the wrong person for so many years. My master has taken the blame for so many years, is he unjust or not?"

The middle-aged woman still couldn't believe it, "You didn't join forces to lie to me, did you?"

The face of the King of Hell darkened, "Do you want me to take you to the underworld and ask you in person?"

Of course, what the King of Hell said was a lie. Wei Wuyin's soul was not in the underworld either. He had jumped out of the Three Realms and was no longer in reincarnation.

But the middle-aged woman doesn't know. Besides, except for this little baby, there is no living person who is not afraid of the King of Hell.

I guess ghosts are also afraid of the King of Hell.

Now that her illness is cured, she doesn't want to go to the underworld, and her husband has already reincarnated. She should stay with her daughter for a few more years.

"I'm just asking casually, Yanbao. Over the years, we two have wronged your master and hated the wrong person. I was confused. I hope Yanbao and your master won't be blamed."

After saying that, the woman seemed to suddenly remember something. She turned around and rummaged in the cabinet next to her, took out a cloth roll and handed it to Xiao Yanbao.

"This was left behind by my husband. I don't know what the picture is, so I just think of it as an apology and a thank you to Yan Bao."

Xiao Yanbao took this humble cloth roll and thanked me for giving me some gold. Can this rag roll be used as a rag?

But looking at the couple's home, it's not much better than their Yuntaiguan home. I'm afraid they've never seen gold, so forget it, just accept it.

"Okay, I'll accept it. Auntie doesn't have to blame herself or feel she owes me any favors." Xiao Yanbao said with a smile.

Haha, her master doesn’t know about this anyway.

When the King of Hell sees that the matter has been resolved, why doesn't he wait for this person to plunder the wool again?

"Yanbao, the matter has been resolved. Let's go back. There are still many things to do in the underworld." When the King of Hell spoke, he was already ready to appear as a ghost.

When Xiao Yanbao agreed, they disappeared immediately.

"and many more."

The King of Hell was frightened by these two words from Xiao Yanbao. Why can't he get through this?

Xiao Yanbao put his hand into the wishful bag, took out two Blood Spirit Grasses and handed them to the King of Hell, "Since you are here today, I won't go to the door to say thank you. I am also very busy. These two Blood Spirit Grasses are for you. is you."

King of Hell: Aren’t you targeting my whip?

He glared at Black and White Wuchang fiercely, "What did you say to me?"

Black and White Impermanence: You have something in your heart, why do you blame us?

The King of Hell smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. "Thank you very much, Yanbao. I will go to the underworld for a walk in the future."

He took the blood spirit grass and disappeared in a flash.

Black and white, with a bull's head and a horse's face, did not dare to waste a single breath, and followed closely behind him as a ghost.

Xiao Yanbao hasn't finished rolling his eyes yet. That hellish place in the underworld is so gloomy that no one wants to play there.

When Zhong Wanyi saw King of Hell and the other five leaving, he immediately ran over and knelt down, "Little miracle doctor, accept me as your disciple. I want to learn medicine from you."

Xiao Yanbao: I don’t know the words, how can I teach you?

But she also wanted to save face, so she couldn't talk about it.

Xiao Yanbao used his spiritual power to hold Zhong Wanyi from kneeling down.

"Sister Wanyi, get up. I can't teach you medicine, but my third senior brother's medical skills are very powerful. I can let him teach you."