I am a ghost messenger, why do I need a long life?

He raised his eyes and looked at Xu An's pale face again.

An idea suddenly appeared in Zhang Xian's mind.

"Xu An, could it be that you...?"

"Well, Master Zhang, I am not a ghost."

Nodding, Xu An bowed and said seriously:

"Here, I am already a high-ranking underworld messenger in the underworld. I have come here on behalf of the Lord of the Underworld to ask you a few questions, not to take your life."

Hearing this, Zhang Xian immediately closed his eyes and let out a long breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength. He sat down against the wall and said slowly after a while:

"Mr. Xu, since you have become a ghost messenger, it is a happy event. I really did not mean to harm you. It happened suddenly. Who could have thought that you would die from overwork? I am sorry for you..."

Xu An looked at Zhang Xian with some surprise. As he listened to his words, the resentment he had towards him disappeared instantly.

Now that things have come to this, as long as he repents, that's all that's left.

As for whether to forgive or not, there is no point in talking about it.

After all, they are separated by Yin and Yang.

"Sir, let's not talk about this anymore. I have something to ask you."

Looking up at Xu An, Zhang Xian said in a hoarse voice:

"Ask me anything you want, I'll answer everything I know."

"Do you know why my parents died?"

What Bao Zheng wanted to investigate was nothing more than his own identity.

The Three Lives Stone detected that there was no such person in the Three Realms. It might be because he was a time traveler. The broken stone saw through the illusion and got to the essence.

But he had never seen such a situation before, so he was so angry that his eyes burst open.

But there is no problem with Xu An’s identity. He does have parents in the world of the living, and he does have records in the underworld.

What Bao Zheng wanted was nothing more than evidence to prove that he was not at fault.

It was impossible for him to have a prior understanding with Zhang Xian, so his next answer and the question he asked were crucial.

"I know that five years ago, a yao appeared in Yangzhou that had been cultivating for a hundred years. It specialized in devouring human essence and souls to cultivate."

"That night, your parents and eighty-three people along the street were murdered, their souls shattered."

"Later, we asked the Yangzhou nobleman, Guangyuan Ji, to help us kill this monster."

"I personally allocated funds to help you and the rest of the people. Do you remember?"

When I mentioned this, the thoughts that had gradually faded away came to my mind.

When Zhang Xian thought about that time, he was almost getting anxious and worried.

They were just about to rush into the major temples in Yangzhou City to ask the gods to exorcise the demons.

Fortunately, the one who finally took action was a human cultivator.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing for him, an official appointed by the imperial court, to lower himself to ask for help from the gods and ghosts of the two worlds!

Xu An continued to ask:

"So, have you been satisfied with the work I've done under your command for the past two years?"

Zhang Xian nodded seriously and said sincerely:

"Mr. Xu, although our time together was brief, if you weren't exceptionally talented, I wouldn't have entrusted you with such important tasks. I'm very satisfied with the work you've done."

"Now that you've become a ghost messenger, I believe that with your talents, you'll achieve great things in the future. When you return, let me greet King Yama, okay?"

Xu An felt like laughing when he heard him say these compliments in a serious tone.

He knew that everything that was happening here at the moment was definitely seen clearly by Bao Zheng and others in the Yinting government office.

Whether you ask or not, the other party will definitely hear it.

These ghosts must have remembered how he embarrassed himself before.

It remains to be seen whether, a hundred years later, he will be praised by people, valued by the court, made into a clay statue, deified in the mortal world, or will die of natural causes.

But at that time, the underworld no longer accepted wandering ghosts, and he didn't know what to do.

"Yan Jun already knows the words."

While answering, Xu An's mind moved slightly and he continued:

"Master Zhang"

"what?"

"I have something else to tell you."

"Mr. Xu, please speak!"

"After I leave, you must be more careful. Many things may happen in Yangzhou that you can't imagine."

"When necessary, you need to seek help from the imperial court and the divine court. Whether it is the cultivators in the human world or the ghosts and gods in the underworld, they are your greatest helpers!"

Zhang Xian's expression changed slightly.

I feel that Xu An’s words contain a huge amount of information.

What kind of thing would require him to seek help from multiple forces at the same time in order to solve it?

"Mr. Xu..."

He looked up and wanted to ask again.

But in the blink of an eye, he saw Xu An's figure gradually disappearing in the moonlight.

Waited for a while.

After making sure that there is no ghost in the whole house.

Zhang Xiancai slowly got up from the cold ground.

His entire body was drenched in cold sweat.

In the yard, there was the sound of a dog barking, which came in through the window.

Outside, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a familiar question:

"Sir, are you okay?"

"fine."

Shaking his head, Zhang Xian opened the door for him.

He sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and drank it down. Then he said to his subordinates who had heard the noise and rushed over:

"Just now, I saw a ghost..."

Yangzhou, Yinting.

Inside and outside the court, countless living ghosts were watching the show. They witnessed this scene that made even the ghosts shake their heads, and all kinds of laughter and comments were heard.

No matter how they look at it, the final result is clear.

Xu An, not guilty.

Bao Zheng sat high in the court.

As Xu An gradually woke up from his trance state, a hint of relaxation finally appeared on his majestic face.

Both sides could prove that there was no problem with this superior Yin messenger that surprised him a little.

He slammed the gavel down and looked at Xu An, praising him:

"Xu An, you did a great job."

"Your Excellency, you are so complimentary."

After knowing that Bao Zheng was talking about informing the human world of the changes that occurred in the underworld in an appropriate manner, Xu An immediately responded obediently.

"Well, Chief Clerk of Yangzhou, I have been ordered to do something impermanent. Commanders of the Yin Army, do you know your responsibilities?"

After examining the two most important people, Bao Zheng turned and looked at the remaining ghosts in the hall, and his voice regained its majesty.

The chief clerk stood up quickly and said as he wrote:

"Lord Yan, we acknowledge our guilt."

Next, the Red and Green Impermanence and the generals of the Yin Army also followed suit and confessed their guilt.

Although they had already held a meeting to share the blame.

But playing tricks on the Ten Kings of Hell at this moment is obviously like pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth, and he is seeking death!

It would be better to plead guilty and wait for a lighter sentence.

"Since you acknowledge your guilt and your circumstances are extenuating, I will fine you three years' salary. Do you have any objections?"

Several living ghosts quickly shook their heads.

I have already thanked the three realms for not dismissing them from their posts and investigating them. How could anyone dare to object?

"In that case, leave the court!"

The gavel slammed down, accompanied by a mighty shout, and the entire Yangzhou underworld court was shaken, and the trial of the official by the King of Hell came to an end.

The ghosts in the Yangzhou Yinting are shouting to the sky and Yama, the sun and the moon can bear witness!

They were convinced by the entire trial process.

After walking out of the yamen.

Bao Zheng did not leave immediately, but met with Xu An alone.

Two secluded backyards.

The other party's expression and attitude softened a lot, and he said softly:

"I have something to ask you."

"Excuse me, Lord Yan."

Xu An admired the upright and affectionate Lord Yan from the bottom of his heart.

Looking at Xu An's serious expression, Bao Zheng chuckled and said:

"Don't be nervous. I just want to know, since you have already reached the eighth level of Qi training, why are you deliberately hiding your abilities?"