After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

No one knows what Ling Tianfan feels like, but the visual impact is simply unparalleled.

Although the Yin Guan does not have internal organs, head, neck and limbs like a living person, it is more like a ball of energy.

But this was the first time in his life that his head was hit on his neck.

And this is just the beginning.

Qin He took a look.

yeah?

Can the head really fit into the neck?

As expected, he is the Yin official who is second only to the ten great Yin Shuai and condensed into a physical entity. He is indeed tough.

So Qin He hit Ling Tianfan's head against the neck again and again, just like playing whack-a-mole.

Try to stretch your head a little and pat it a little to see how many times you can stretch your head.

Ling Tianfan was immediately in trouble. Qin He's big iron shovel was not only extremely powerful, but also contained a very strong sealing force.

It was so powerful that it couldn't even use half of it.

He could only crawl on the ground and take the beating passively.

He hit it dozens of times, and only when Qin He had satisfied his desire did he let it go... He beat it with a shovel until it couldn't take care of itself and lay on the ground twitching.

Qin He put the shovel on his shoulder, turned around and looked at the ghost officials and ghost soldiers, and said coldly: "Why don't you leave? Are you waiting for me to treat you to dinner?"

When the ghost officials and ghost soldiers heard this, they felt as if they had been pardoned. They threw all kinds of weapons and sticks on the ground and disappeared without a trace in a puff of smoke.

Those who wanted to escape escaped, and those who wanted to report the news went to report the news.

Qin He turned around and looked at Jia Chong. At this moment, Jia Chong pulled out the mourning stick with a ferocious look on his face and met Qin He's eyes.

"Holy Sage, spare my life, Holy Sage, spare my life!"

The next moment, Jia Chong knelt down and begged for mercy. He looked like a coward who was afraid of death, without any dignity of a "judge".

"I can spare your life, but you must give me a reason not to kill you." Qin He stood in front of Jia Chong.

"I... I can give you a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, whether it is from the world of the living or the underworld." Jia Chong was almost incoherent.

"Not interested." Qin He shook his head.

"I can use my connections to extend your lifespan. I have someone on the judge's side," Jia Chong said again.

"Not interested." Qin He still shook his head.

die?

He had never imagined that scene.

When you are so powerful that even the underworld cannot do anything to you, as long as you are not punished by heaven and God does not forgive you, you have the final say on when to die.

Whenever Qin He is bored, he would occasionally sigh, "How the hell am I going to live this long life?"

"Then sage, what do you want? I... I will definitely satisfy you." Jia Chong's soul was scared and his voice was trembling.

"Tell me the whole story." Qin He then pulled the stool over and sat down again.

"Yes, yes, yes~" Jia Chong nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

After Jia Chong's explanation, Qin He had a more detailed understanding of what had happened and the situation in the underworld.

The Ling family, to which Ling Liheng, the City God of Pingyuan Prefecture, belongs, does indeed have considerable business in the underworld. Although the family is not large in the world of the living, several ghost officials have emerged from the underworld.

The one with the highest rank is Ling Tianfan, who is lying on the ground. He is the adjutant of the Yanluo City patrol and is only one step away from being one of the Ten Great Yin Marshals.

However, this step is bigger than imagined. The ten great marshals in the underworld are all powerful fighters, and they are all mercenaries with deep roots. Even the King of Hell has to give them some face.

There is a saying in the underworld that "the ghost general is permanent, but the ghost soldiers are transient."

The Yin Shuai has not changed for hundreds of years, but the Yin soldiers under his command, including his adjutants, have been replaced one after another.

There are many conflicts among the ten Yin Marshals, and the relationships between them can be turned into ten "Legend of Zhen Huan" series.

Lord Yan is caught in the middle and can only play the role of a mediator.

In a word, the underworld today is just as chaotic as the world of the living.

The ten great Yin Marshals each have their own thoughts, all kinds of monsters and demons have split the land and established themselves as their own, the pseudo heaven is watching covetously, and the various demons suppressed by the Nine Netherworld Prison are even more ready to make a move.

The underworld right now is like a powder keg, barely maintaining its balance.

No one knows when it will explode.

Compared to this news, the Ling family's plan to trap Qin He was nothing.

The most typical characteristic of troubled times is that everyone sticks together, and the Ling family is no exception in order to survive.

The person the Ling family relies on is Commander Niu, the Yin commander of the Ox and Horse Division of the underworld.

However, this is what the Ling family thinks of themselves. As Commander Niu is the number one Yin Marshal who commands 100,000 ox soldiers in the underworld, it is really questionable how much weight the Ling family holds in his eyes.

Since Commander Niu did not take action, the Ling family could only use their own power to set up this "Soul-Catching Trial" while the various Yin Marshals and the King of Hell turned a blind eye.

But unfortunately, it was a trip to Lu.

Qin He has accumulated a lot of merits and virtues, and his soul is no weaker than his body. Even if the Ling family obtains the tacit approval of the underworld and even uses a magical artifact like the Hall of Yama, it will all be in vain.

With a flash of his palm, the Nanming Lihuo leaped out of his fingertips, emitting a green light, and instantly the entire hall was dyed green.

When Jia Chong saw it, his eyes widened and he exclaimed in shock, "Nan...Nanming Lihuo!"

"Good eyesight~" Qin He smiled, stretched out his hand and flicked it. A spark fell on Jia Chong like lightning, and a raging fire immediately ignited.

"Ah~"

Jia Chong screamed in despair, "I've told you everything I know. Why are you still trying to kill me?"

"Because...if you do something wrong, you will be punished."

Qin He said seriously, and after that, another spark popped out, igniting Ling Tianfan, who was lying on the ground with his neck still not raised.