Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1062 The lingering ghost
The days in the underworld are as peaceful as a pool of stagnant water. Generally speaking, there are not many people who can be called extremely evil in the world, so only a Li Hun visits Nie Jingtai every now and then.

Those Yasha ghosts who work here all the year round, in the past, whenever a ghost was sent, it would be like fighting a tough battle, but Liu Qinghuan's arrival made this job easier, no matter how powerful the ghost was under his hands, it seemed like they were fighting an uphill battle. Become a tiger wolf without claws.

Therefore, the position of secretary of the evil mirror station can be regarded as very leisurely, so Liu Qinghuan devoted some energy to refining the Miexu sword-after two years of non-stop burning with the fire of the soul, the arrogant sword spirit was finally captured After losing his temper, the word "Miexu" appeared on the sword body, and the trace of blood that had been on it completely faded away, becoming more transparent, and the spiritual sense could not be locked, and it was difficult to see it with the naked eye.

"I don't know where Yilao found it. It's a congenital treasure, and its spirituality is compelling. The tangible is better than the intangible."

Liu Qinghuan's eyes showed admiration, his hands were icy cold, but they seemed to be holding the void, the sword energy formed a dense mist and fell, fiercely cutting the surrounding space, and the tiny cracks in the space spread like spider webs.

"It's no wonder the human body is used as the box, and the sharpness reaches this point before it is activated. The name of the sword Miexu is true to its name."

Liu Qinghuan was quite satisfied. Because he didn't have a sword in his hand, the "Ba Zi Jian Jue" in his hand couldn't exert much power. Maybe he could practice the last two characters.

Suppressing the evil spirits is just a matter of convenience. What's even more rare is that he looks at the evil mirror every day to observe the various states of life and appreciate the changes in the world, which is very helpful for him to cultivate in the way of cause and effect.

In addition to cultivating the Tao, it is also good to practice swords.Liu Qinghuan carried his sword and entered the room on the left, which was the room with an empty coffin. When he pushed open the coffin lid, two black lights shot out from the eyes of the ghost head card on his waist. Slowly opened, revealing a deep hole.

Although the ground part of this small courtyard is extremely small and crude, it has a huge underground space, which is enough for him to practice Bazijian Jue.

Time is like flowing water, passing quietly in the awareness of the way of reincarnation and sword practice, as if a year is in the blink of an eye, and a year is another year in the blink of an eye.Sometimes Liu Qinghuan would suddenly remember that she was still in a catastrophe, but it seemed that the opportunity to break the catastrophe had not been found for a long time, and gradually she didn't care much about it.

During this time, he also went to see the judge, wanting to unravel the connection between the Karma Tablet and the Earth Book of Life and Death.However, that adult was very busy, even if he saw it, the other party sent him away with a sentence of "the time has not come".

As for the King of Hades, he passed by the Hall of Yama once, and saw a huge figure sitting tall in the depths of the hall, his whole body was shrouded in an impenetrable black mist, and he felt frightened just by looking at it, and the terrifying coercion descended invisible. , as if life and death are only in the other party's thought.

Liu Qinghuan was so astonished that she didn't dare to look any more, and walked away quickly, only after walking a long way did she feel her heart beating wildly.

Seeing that his face was not right, the Yaksha ghost guard who was guarding under the evil mirror asked what was the matter with concern. Knowing that he was frightened by the majestic majesty of the King of Hades, everyone was very puzzled.

"Brother Liu, what are you talking about? Although the king is solemn and majestic when he goes to the palace, he is usually very kind. How can it be scary?"

Liu Qinghuan waved his hand and said, "That's because your cultivation base is too low to see the real Dharma. Forget it, let's not talk about it, can someone send you a soul today?"

One of the Yakshas took out a paper figurine and asked about it, and replied: "There was one at three o'clock in the afternoon. I heard that the man was going to be beheaded in the world. Lao Fan and Lao Chang were already waiting outside the execution ground. Arrest him immediately when the time comes."

Liu Qinghuan stopped walking towards the stage, and asked in surprise, "Why did you send them two?"

Fan Chang and Fan Chang are the two most powerful ghost messengers, and they don't care about going to the world to arrest souls on weekdays.

The Yaksha bared his fangs, and said with a ho ho smile, "Maybe that dead soul is hard to deal with, but we made a bet, it's actually the two of them who want to go to the world to drink flowers and wine."

The other yakshas ordered to agree, and said that those two people were not kind, and they always secretly left everyone to drink flower wine together.

Liu Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, she didn't quite believe these words, not to mention Fan Guichai, that Guichai surnamed Chang was strict and withdrawn, and he was meticulous in his errands, how could he drink flower wine.

"Don't believe it, this is what Lao Fan himself said, and he shows it off to us every time he comes back."

Liu Qinghuan couldn't figure it out, but he didn't pursue it anymore. He was not interested in other people's actions, so he sat down on the side of the Nie Jingtai, silently calming down the palpitations from seeing Hades for the first time.

Shortly after [-]:[-] p.m., Fan Chang and the two really came dragging a dead soul with heavy chains. Before they arrived, they shouted: "Brother Liu, are you there? Come quickly!"

Liu Qinghuan stood up and looked out, and saw that the hats of the black and white ghost messengers were crooked, and their clothes were also torn. It seemed that they had just fought with the National People's Congress not long ago.

As for the dead soul that was trapped, because it was poured with Mengpo soup, it looked muddled, but it was bleeding wildly all over its body, with bloody footprints at every step.There were neat wounds around the neck, but not much blood flowed out.

Liu Qinghuan asked: "Why is this death so shocking, isn't it beheaded for public display?"

"Ling Chi first and then beheaded." Fan Guichai shouted: "Don't worry about these minor details, he was ordered by the ghost king to catch him, it's amazing! He was so angry just after he died, he almost escaped Hurry up, leave it to you, and send it down immediately after taking the photo."

"Ghost Lord asked you two to catch it?" Liu Qinghuan couldn't help being surprised, and when he went to look at the dead soul again, he didn't see anything special about it except that his death was a bit miserable.However, he was also secretly vigilant, took out the karma tablet, and waited with the Qianqiu reincarnation pen in his hand.

The two soon approached, and the Yakshas did not dare to neglect, they rushed forward to pick up the dead soul, and escorted them to the stage.A yellow light fell, and images began to appear in the evil mirror.

With a ferocious nature and a lot of evil, this man was indeed a great villain in his life, but whoever can be on the stage of evil is not a great villain, and he didn't do any new tricks.

Liu Qinghuan looked at it for a while, then turned her eyes to the karma tablet beside her, and then frowned.

In the past, the causal stele that always displayed the experience of the dead soul's previous lives together, but now there is no movement, not a single word is displayed.

"What's going on, this person has no previous life?"

Just as Liu Qinghuan was amazed, he felt a growing coldness permeating the entire Nie Jingtai. The dead soul whose limbs were firmly pinned to the ground turned around at some point, and his sanity had recovered. stare at him!
"Huh, didn't you make a fuss?" Fan Guicha, who came up to help out, wondered: "It's rare that there are such obedient ghosts, if everyone is like him, how much trouble we will save... Ah brother Liu, what's wrong with you, why is your face so ugly?"

Liu Qinghuan looked at those increasingly familiar eyes, and smiled wryly: "It's really a lingering ghost, I won't let you go even after reincarnation...Jijiu!"

(End of this chapter)