Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

Lu Pan added, "But it's not possible for humans. If you want to be reborn as a human, you have to queue up in the Hades' Palace and be interrogated. After your sins and merits are calculated, they can use this as evidence to determine the appropriate birth and conditions. Only then can you get their stamped reincarnation permit."

Jiang Yuan: "Then the player's ghost will also work?"

Judge Lu: "Of course, there is no substantial difference between player ghosts and local ghosts. The underworld treats them all equally."

"What's more, the ghosts from your side who came to reincarnate have actually improved our performance in disguise. From what I remember, there have been four or five ghosts who have successfully reincarnated."

"As for the group of robbers you were thinking of, they are just lazy. They stay in the desert all day and don't come to ask questions."

"I see."

Jiang Yuan nodded, stood up and said, "Okay, you can go now."

Judge Lu was surprised: "Ah? That's it?! So you came all the way here just for this!?"

Jiang Yuan asked back: "No? Well then..."

He pulled out a long sword from the pillar, intending to help the judge.

"Okay, okay, okay! Of course I can! Thank you, thank you, merciful Son of God! Then I'll leave now?"

"Well, let's go."

Jiang Yuan turned around as he spoke, only to find that the junior student who had been standing beside him had disappeared at some point.

"Junior?"

No one answered.

Jiang Yuan asked: "Judge, have you seen my junior?"

Lu Pan shook his head: "I was busy being interrogated by you, so I didn't have time to look at him. Could he have fainted and fallen into the pool? Why don't you go in and look for him?"

"Ah."

Jiang Yuan made the same guess.

After all, he drank so much poison, even if he had a special physique, it would be impossible for him to be unharmed.

Just as he turned around to go down to the pond to look for someone, the Deer-Headed Judge looked at the Son of God who was standing with his back to him, and evil thoughts arose in his mind, with a fierce and murderous gleam in the corner of his eyes.

So stupid.

Hell is not a place of mercy.

You beat up my people, cut off my horns, smashed my nest, and hurt my demon baby, and you still want to get away with it?!

dream! ! !

Just as the Judge lowered his footsteps, walked behind Jiang Yuan and prepared to launch a sneak attack, the Son of God, who was looking down, suddenly turned around and slashed at him with a knife as if he had eyes on the back of his head.

A white light flashed across the judge's neck, and the knife cut it in two. With a thud, the neck fell to the ground and rolled into the pool without any hindrance.

Looking at the headless deer corpse that fell to the ground, Jiang Yuan shook his head and sighed:

"Alas, I was given an opportunity, but I don't know how to cherish it."

*

After the judge died, the illusion that had been lingering in the dilapidated temple disappeared, and the entire Lianzhen Temple returned to its original leaky and dilapidated appearance.

The whole room was filled with white juice, which was flowing out from the broken walls.

Soon, the ground covered with mud and broken bones appeared, and not far in front of the afterimage, there was a young man who had fallen into the water at some point and was soaked so that his body turned red and purple and he was almost unconscious.

Jiang Yuan hurried over and picked the person up.

"Junior?! Wake up, don't sleep here, what's wrong with you!?"

After slapping him several times, the wet boy finally opened his eyes and said vaguely:

"...Ha...Brother...I...I've been poisoned. I can't stand it anymore..."

His condition was very bad. His body was burning like a furnace. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been burned to death. His lower body was swollen and it was clearly visible through his wet clothes. It was simply... unbearable to look at.

The boy felt pain all over his body and knew his time was up. Not wanting to cause trouble for his brother, he quietly dived into the water and waited for death.

But Jiang Yuan knew that he was not going to die, but was poisoned too deeply and needed relief urgently, otherwise...

Otherwise, there is indeed a risk of suffocation.

But this is not necessarily death!!!

The Son of God had a solemn and tangled expression on his face. The young man saw it and thought that his brother also hated this ugly thing of his. He made up his mind and said:

"...This...thing that's in the way, I don't want it anymore..."

Jiang Yuan: Huh???

Then he saw the young man stand up, grab a dagger not far away, and stab towards him with trembling hands.

Prepare to make a clean break and put an end to all trouble.

"and many more!"

Brother Jiang grabbed the boy's wrist, took the knife, and stopped him: "If you just cut a little here and a little there, what will happen in the future!?"

Besides, is this something that can be cut casually? !

The last bit of strength was exhausted, and the boy collapsed in his brother's arms. His limbs were weak, his vision was blurred, and his dark eyes were watery as he looked at his brother, mumbling helplessly:

"Then what should I do..."

What else can I do besides waiting to die?

The young man in black was filled with despair, but Jiang Yuan was scratching his head.

"I...I'll think of a solution."

There is no clean water nearby at the moment. Even if there was, it would probably be too late given the dose of poison the boy drank.

Forget it, the situation is critical and I can’t afford to be too particular.

Jiang Yuan thought rationally in the shortest possible time and came up with an idea that he believed was wise.

But this method was a bit awkward. In order to avoid embarrassment for both parties, he first tore off a long and thin piece of cloth from the hem of his white clothes and covered the boy's eyes.

"Junior, just do as I say now. Don't be anxious. Relax. You don't have to do anything. Just think about some beautiful things."

The blindfolded boy said: "...Then, brother..."

"Don't think about my brother."

Jiang Yuan guided the other party seriously: "Think of something else, something beautiful, like flowers, decorations... and pretty girls, things you like, and then relax your body."

The boy whispered, "Okay."

Jiang Yuan: "Don't worry, you will be fine."

He said this softly and stopped talking so as not to disturb the young man's mind.

The boy followed the Son of God's instructions and relaxed his burning body little by little.

Beautiful things I like...

Ghost error?

Soul-eating insect?

Sword?

Charm demon?

lotus?

Lotus leaf?

still......

The poor boy has not seen much in his life, and the things that can be called beautiful are even fewer, which are hard to imagine.

He repeated his brother's words over and over again, the darkness in his mind twisting and gradually some images appeared.

On the milky white surface of the pool, pieces of tender pink petals ripple with the waves and gradually turn into lotus flowers. The tips of the petals are tinged with an ambiguous blush.

A naked back floated up from it, and a slim and charming demon emerged from the bottom of the water, with a pleasant and familiar teasing voice that tickled the eardrums.

In this invisible situation, the feeling of suffocation from the red tongue entangled around the neck, the stinging pain from being scratched, the severe pain from being kicked and beaten by the judge, mixed with the numbing and powerless burning sensation, became more three-dimensional and clear.

The fusion of the two creates a wonderful feeling.

It hurts, but it feels so comfortable that it is indescribable.

In the fantasy in my mind, that graceful and charming demon turned around.

There was a smile on his lips, water drops hung on his eyelashes, and his eyes were curved like peach blossoms, so watery that it made people's hearts surge and the swelling and pain became even more severe.

And the demon's face...

Who else could it be other than the extremely handsome Brother Jiang?

In fact, the face of Brother Jiang in the boy's imagination was even more rosy and breathtaking than what he actually saw.