The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Yin Changxing looked at Buhanda carefully again.

Lord Chen said, "Just now, I didn't let anyone touch him because I wanted to keep him as he was so that Miss Lu could see him. Your Highness, do you want the coroner to check him out now?"

When Zhou Shiyue and the others arrived, Lord Chen stretched his neck in anticipation.

When he saw Zhou Shiyue without Lu Zhaoling, Lord Chen was so disappointed that he almost overflowed with frustration.

Fortunately, Master Yin came over.

For Lord Chen, Miss Lu is the most powerful!

Although he knew that Yin Changxing was Lu Zhaoling's master, perhaps because of preconceived notions, when he first came into contact with those strange and bizarre things, the person who saved his life first was Lu Zhaoling.

The first one always has an irreplaceable position.

Even though he respected Yin Changxing now, but, but, Miss Lu was still number one in his heart! Unshakable!

"Call him over." Zhou Shiyue said.

Yin Changxing could look at the strangeness of Buhanda's death, but he still had to ask the coroner to determine what kind of injuries there were inside and outside his body.

"The soul has not been taken away yet."

Yin Changxing checked and said to Zhou Shiyue, "Tell everyone to avoid staying in dark corners."

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Zhou Shiyue immediately understood what he meant.

This is because they are afraid that even though the Buhanda people are dead, their ghosts are still around and will take the opportunity to cause trouble.

Zhou Shiyue immediately passed the order down.

Even the secret guards found another hiding place.

"Master, didn't you see where his soul is?" Zhou Shiyue asked Yin Changxing in a low voice.

"It's daytime now. If he's still here, he'll definitely be hiding carefully." Yin Chang said, "At least not in this room. I'll check other places later."

Since he came, he must be going to find Buhanda's ghost.

"After we go back, we can ask the Emperor. They are down there right now. Let's ask them if any ghost messengers have come to arrest Buhanda's soul."

Zhou Shiyue was stunned.

It seems true.

Now they have someone down there?

"Send someone back now to pass on the message." Zhou Shiyue called Qinglin and gave him a few instructions.

Qinglin rode his horse as fast as he could back to Huaiyuan.

"Miss Rong..." He explained the situation to Rong Jingjing, and Rong Jingjing asked the emperor.

The retired emperor was currently admiring the Judge's Hall in front of him.

I didn’t expect that the judge also had an independent palace. Although it was smaller than the Palace of Yama, it was also very grand and solemn.

The three big black characters "Judge's Hall" also carried a strong sense of oppression.

At this moment, a few wisps of light golden mist floated down from the sky above and poured into the Judge's Hall.

Jin Yuan was just about to ask, "Big Sister, why is there that golden mist here?"

Lu Zhaoling also stood here and looked up.

Her thoughts turned out to be correct. The senior disciple hardly took a single step astray and led them directly to the Judge's Hall.

Now the eldest senior disciple himself was standing in front of the hall, slightly stunned.

Lu Zhaoling heard his junior brother's question and looked at the golden mist and said, "These are the incense and faith from the common people in the human world. Is there any judge's temple in the human world that has a lot of incense?"

"Judge Temple?" Jie Chi seemed to have thought of something. "I know. I think my senior brother and I passed by Judge Temple before, but it was quite deserted at that time..."

"This visible golden mist of merit is most likely due to a sudden influx of believers offering incense. Perhaps something happened in that place, and the people are all going to the Judge Temple to worship."

Lu Zhaoling guessed and looked at Yin Yunting.

"With such a big commotion in the human world, if the judge were here, he should go and take a look. If he doesn't go himself, he should send a ghost messenger to take a look."

Yin Yunting also looked at the golden mist and said, "Then let's go in and see if the judge is there."

He walked towards the palace gate.

The doors of the Judge's Hall were also closed at this time.

He walked slowly closer, and when he reached the palace gate, he saw it slowly open.

Yin Yunting was stunned for a moment.

He hadn't made any movement, not even reaching out to push the door, so how did the door open?

Oh no.

Lu Zhaoling raised his eyebrows.

So what else is there to say?

"Come on, let's go in too."

She immediately took the two children and walked towards the door.

"Master brother, come on, go in quickly."

The retired emperor also hurried over. When he heard Rong Jingjing's question, he couldn't help but stop and listen to her talk about Buhanda.

Yin Yunting, Lu Zhaoling and others have already entered the Judge's Hall.

A faint scent of ink wafted through the Judge's Hall. Huge sheets of paper hung down from the beams in piles. Some had words written on them in a flamboyant style, while others were just blank.

There are white papers, rice-colored papers, or black papers, hanging high, overlapping one another. The whole hall is filled with such papers, giving the hall a sense of stacked space.

In the middle, a statue of a handsome judge in green clothes sits there, holding a judge's pen in his hand.

"Senior Sister, the judge is very handsome." Jin Yuan whispered to Lu Zhaoling.

Lu Zhaoling nodded.

"Look, don't those eyebrows and eyes look a bit like my senior brother?"

Jin Yuan looked at it carefully again and said, "It really looks a bit like it."

Jie Chi also nodded in agreement, it seemed that they were indeed a bit similar.

As Yin Yunting approached the statue of the judge, his head suddenly buzzed, and then countless voices suddenly rang in his ears.

"Please, Mr. Judge, come and judge the injustice we have here."

"I beg the judge to severely punish those bullies..."

"Master Judge, please open your eyes and take a look. They are using your identity to do evil things..."

"Your Majesty..."

"This is my third time here. Please, Judge..."

"We have offered so much incense, we are so pious to you..."

There were a lot of sounds, very noisy sounds, one after another, coming into his ears.

Yin Yunting felt a momentary numbness.

He leaned toward the statue.

And when he leaned forward, it looked to Lu Zhaoling and the others as if he had merged into one with the statue of the judge.

Very harmonious.

"The eldest brother is indeed the judge." Jin Yuan said in amazement.

Lu Zhaoling noticed Yin Yunting's strange behavior, stepped forward quickly, and reached out to support him.

"Master brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yin Yunting grabbed her arm and used her to steady himself.

He lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and whispered, "Big Sister, you are right. I have heard the prayers and voices of countless people..."

These must have been passed down from the Judge Temple above.

Lu Zhaoling listened to his words and said, "My guess is correct. Something happened where the Judge's Temple is."

"Then do you remember your identity?"

"No." Yin Yunting shook his head.

Lu Zhaoling pursed her lips. "You must be the Judge. But the time for your return hasn't come yet?"

"Xiao Yin!"

The emperor floated in, looking anxious.

"Master Ling, Xiaorong said that Buhanda died suddenly. We should ask the ghost messenger down there, but has anyone captured his soul?"