Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

18

Zhong Kui smiled as he picked up the red brush and lightly wrote on the memorial in front of him.

The people in Maoshan really made them love and hate them.

They act decisively and faithfully, and each of them carries a copy of the Yin Law on their backs. This causes them to jump around wildly within the scope allowed by the Yin Law, and others cannot say anything.

In a word!

He is ruthless, speaks little and follows the rules!

He has an extraordinary background, is a scholar, and likes to give people one-sided lectures.

Even so, people from Maoshan are still very popular.

If Shi Jian had not been the acting leader of Maoshan, he would have brought him down to serve as his deputy long ago!

Lin Jiu is not bad either. It would be a bit ugly to bring him down like this. If it doesn’t work, Simu and Qianhe will be fine.

The ghosts looked at each other, then hunched over and disappeared.

"No, Master, do you really want to detain Brother Ling Xiao?"

Outside the palace, a ghost holding a lantern suddenly turned around and looked at his three companions.

"What the hell!"

"How could Brother Ling Xiao be so close to a heartless bastard like you? The master clearly said to invite him down!"

"I am ashamed to be associated with you!"

The third ghost: "... Damn, that mouth of yours is poisoned, right?"

The three of them left with a gloomy wind around them, and in the blink of an eye they arrived in front of the charity cemetery in Renjia Town. Before they got close, a heart-wrenching wail was heard immediately.

In the main hall of the charity cemetery.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, whose cultivation had been destroyed and whose talisman courage had been taken away, were begging Uncle Jiu desperately, asking him not to kick them out.

Without Maoshan magic, how can they be so powerful and respected?

Without the Maoshan magic, how can they continue to enjoy the good life with Uncle Jiu?

Looking at the two people in front of him who still showed no remorse, Uncle Jiu, with gray hair on his temples, sighed deeply.

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have done it!

"Go ahead, find another job, manage it well, and you can live a prosperous life!"

"Go!"

Uncle Jiu gave ten dollars to each of them, then waved towards the door and turned his back, thus ending the relationship between master and apprentice.

These two people are really hopeless!

He is already in this state before he has even learned the real magic. If they really get the magic, he will be in trouble.

"Master, we won't leave!"

Qiu Sheng spoke first, trying to stay in this way.

But this time, they underestimated Uncle Jiu's determination.

"Yes, we're not leaving!"

Wencai then echoed.

Yang Lingxiao stared at the two of them calmly, then stepped in front of them and asked, "Do you realize your mistake?"

"Big Brother, that's right, Big Brother; we were wrong!"

The two of them immediately started shouting.

"What's wrong?"

"wrong……"

The sudden question made the two of them choke.

They just wanted to send Yang Lingxiao away, and then avenge Xiaoli after learning the real Maoshan technique. But asking them to point out what they did wrong right away is no different from making things difficult for them.

"Qiu Sheng, we didn't make it up..."

Wencai timidly poked Qiu Sheng.

Everyone: "..."

"Shao Jian, throw them out!"

"Yes, Brother!"

Shi Shaojian waved his hand casually, and two disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall immediately stepped forward, picked up the two men who were like dead dogs, and walked out.

Do you really think that everyone in the Law Enforcement Hall is an exemplary student?

"Yang Lingxiao!"

"Where is Yang Lingxiao? The judge has ordered us to arrest you!"

Before the sneer on Shi Shaojian's face faded, a cold and gloomy voice sounded from outside the house, accompanied by bursts of extremely strong ghostly aura.

"Oh no, it's someone from the underworld!"

Uncle Jiu and his two brothers stood up suddenly and glanced towards the door with sharp eyes.

As expected, the lanterns were glowing red, which was the unique white funeral lantern of Fengdu.

"Ling Xiao, remember this: that Ghost King was killed by my uncle!"

Uncle Jiu's expression changed, and then he warned Yang Lingxiao as if he had made up his mind.

Lin Jiuyi will take full responsibility for any consequences!

I must not let my nephew be held accountable by the underworld for this matter.

"Brother, let me come this time. My dear nephew, please don't say anything for a while. Let me open the gate for you!"

Taoist Simu even took out a large brass sword.

Yang Lingxiao: “…”

You can't say that, he has a big karma!

"Ling Xiao!"

Taoist Qianhe didn't say much, but patted Yang Lingxiao on the shoulder to express his meaning.

They all saw Yang Lingxiao's talent. It was not difficult for him to reach the level of Heavenly Master, and he also had a chance to become the legendary land immortal.

If it goes one step further, Maoshan will prosper for at least a hundred years.

A hundred years is enough time for them to take any risk.

Seeing the three uncles looking determined to die, Yang Lingxiao was moved but shook his head, "Three uncles, sometimes bad things can turn into good things!"

"Shao Jian, take those four things with you!"

"My two uncles, I have found some work for you. Please don't refuse!"

Yang Lingxiao waved the Big Dipper Taoist robe on his body, and then reminded Simu and Qianhe that the stronger they were, the more prosperous the fortune of Maoshan would be.

This is also the reason why he made many plans.

"Yang Lingxiao, your time is up... Bah, I just said it!"

"Brother Ling Xiao, the master asked us to invite you down!"

The leading ghost smiled awkwardly and then explained in a somewhat strange tone.

They are good at arresting people, but when it comes to hiring people, don’t they have any reaction?

"Three big brothers!"

Yang Lingxiao greeted the three of them familiarly.

No matter who he is, it never hurts to make friends with him. The King of Hell is easy to please, but the little devils are hard to deal with. When you are not yet at the level of the King of Hell in front of you, you'd better treat the little devil as the King of Hell.

"Don't be alarmed, brother. The master didn't show any displeasure at all. Instead, he laughed heartily!"

The leading ghost looked at Yang Lingxiao in surprise, and then reminded him in words that only the two of them could hear.

After not seeing each other for many days, their little brother seemed to have become a different person. From afar, it seemed as if there was a terrifying existence in the void protecting him at all times.

"Thanks for the reminder, big brother!"

The ghost nodded slightly, and his eyes quickly turned cold when he looked at Uncle Jiu and others. After glancing coldly at the four half-dead ghost officials, he raised his lantern and disappeared with a few people.

The road to the underworld is long and there is no way back.

One step down could mean the difference between life and death.

Uncle Jiu and his companions seemed quite calm, after all, they had been to the underworld more than once.

Shi Shaojian, however, looked around like a fool from a landlord's family, as if he wanted to pull down the ghost soldiers guarding the gate and replace them.

Ni Dad, I have made it!

I was able to see the legendary Saint Lord who bestows blessings and protects the house with my own eyes.

Lao Deng, you'd better be careful with your words next time.

Don’t force me to ask the Holy Lord to reason with you!

"Why, you like to be a goalkeeper too?"

"Brother, is that guarding the gate? That's clearly protecting the face of the underworld!"

Shi Shaojian immediately replied righteously.

As soon as he said this, not only Yang Lingxiao and his companions, but even the four ghost officials who were pretending to be dead along the way stopped and stared at him.

The three ghosts had mysterious expressions on their faces, and they looked at Shi Shaojian as if they had seen something dirty.

No, do you have to be so curly?

The King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning, so you find a place to hang yourself at the first o'clock, right?

Sure enough, there is nothing good in Maoshan.

"Brother Lingxiao, you guys at Maoshan are really talented. You're so sweet and polite. No wonder you're so sought after by the masters below."

"Boy, are you interested in following the three of us?"

"Forget it, go back and think about it carefully. If you agree, find a rope to hang it up so you can see us."

Wizard, another wizard!

It now seems that Maoshan not only produces Laoliu, but also produces geniuses.

Nice talk, right?

It’s exchanged for IQ!

Outside the charity cemetery.

Looking at the still-closed courtyard door, Qiu Sheng gradually lost his patience. "Let's go. If you don't want to accept it, then don't accept it. We don't want to learn yet!"

"Qiu Sheng, where are we going?"

"Go find a more powerful master, and learn some magic to avenge Xiaoli!"

……

Soon, in front of an extremely quiet attic.

"Master, here comes Yinguan Yang Lingxiao!"

Three ghost soldiers reported loudly at the door.

Before he finished speaking, Yang Lingxiao felt a flash before his eyes, and when he looked again, he had arrived in front of Zhong Kui.

"I, Yang Lingxiao, pay my respects to the Holy Lord!"

Yang Lingxiao immediately straightened his hat and bowed deeply in the direction of Zhong Kui.

Rather than asking for help from the Black and White Impermanence, he prefers to borrow the Dharma from this old man, keep the Dharma in mind, and call for them to come immediately!

What all ghosts fear most is not the Black and White Impermanence, but the Holy Lord Zhong Kui!

This guy, if there is a ghost, he will really swallow it!

Seeing that Yang Lingxiao was about to bow down, Zhong Kui seemed to have noticed something and raised his hand to help him up.

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