The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 199 Rescue Zhong Kui
Song Qingling turned her head full of joy, her smile bloomed again, she stared at Xu Ping in front of her with clear eyes, and asked softly:

"Brother Xu, is there anything else?"

Xu Ping pondered for a moment, then frowned slightly: "Go and come back quickly. After telling Ah Li about this, quickly leave the inn. Let's meet here."

Are you waiting for me? !

Upon hearing this, Song Qingling narrowed her eyes happily: "Okay, I'll go quickly."

After speaking, she ran away like a little rabbit, like a wisp of smoke.

Looking at the beautiful figure going away, Xu Ping couldn't help laughing, and turned around to sit under the locust tree.

Take out the two Yinming fruit trees from the bottomless pit, call out a paper figurine, after feeding a Yinming fruit, put the paper figurine back and replace it with another one.

so repeatedly.

The fruits from the two Yinming fruit trees were all fed to the thousands of paper figurines that he carried with him.

For Xu Ping, this thing is dispensable, and the improvement is really not too big.

But for paper figurines, it is a good thing to nourish the soul.

The paper figurine is just a dead thing after all, but with this Yinming fruit, Xu Ping can cooperate with the nourishment of Yin Qi to make the paper figurine develop a simple mind, which is still achievable.

How terrifying is a group of paper men who can understand orders and form troops.

"There are more than ten trees left. It seems that before leaving the underworld, I have to go to the Mountain of Ten Thousand Corpses." Xu Ping didn't plan to pluck up all the wool, and then pull up two trees, the impact is still not big.

His hands are busy, but his mind is not idle.

On the one hand, through his avatar, he understands what is going on with the Emperor Song and the Metropolitan King.

On the one hand, thinking about what happened after going to the underworld.

Crowds of evil soldiers and ghosts returned from more than half a step outside the city, mighty and mighty, which seemed to be an extremely lively event.

The three incarnations followed the Metropolitan King back to the basement, and the Metropolitan King was not idle, and began to make arrangements to deal with Zhong Kui's actions.

The first thing to bear the brunt is the inn. The existence of the inn is not a secret.

The Metropolitan King and the Song Emperor had already grasped this information, and they hadn't acted before. First, they were afraid of Zhong Kui's strength, and second, they needed to cooperate with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and wait for his orders.

But this time is different.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has already issued the order to launch an all-out offensive, so there is no reason to hesitate.

Moreover, the two Yan Jun secretly analyzed that even if Zhong Kui could kill Di Ting, it would consume a lot of energy, and he might have suffered some injuries.

It is the best time to launch an offensive.

In order to seize this opportunity, the plan was advanced a few days. If Zhong Kui could be killed, the death of the divine beast Di Ting would also be able to explain to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The three incarnations are duty-bound, and they must follow the city king.

Moreover, they were given a heavy task, which was to guard the inn's retreat, and the city king and Song emperor led people to launch an offensive from the front.

After eliminating the inn first, within half a step, those ghosts who were not loyal to their side would launch all kinds of threats and lures.

There is only one purpose, all ghosts with more than half a step must choose a team.

"If their plan is successful, then half a step will be completely reduced to the opponent's soldier factory, and it must be a way to go..."

Xu Ping carefully analyzed the current situation, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Since the Metropolitan King decided to go out with all their strength, the family must be very guilty. Isn't this a great opportunity to save Judge Cui Yu?

With this in mind, Xu Ping didn't hesitate, stretched out his body, and quickly swept over there.

at this time.

The Metropolitan King is gathering people on the ground floor, ready to go to the inn.

Xu Ping's three incarnations were disguised, standing at the front, and behind him stood the endless ghost soldiers.

Facing the crowd of evil spirits, the Metropolitan King looked solemn, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, today is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As the saying goes, princes and generals are kind to each other. The underworld is under the jurisdiction of King Yama. It gradually collapsed, so that thousands of ghosts complained, and some even waited for hundreds of years, but they couldn't be reincarnated normally, you say..."

"Should we crusade, seek justice!"

"Justice!"

"Justice!"

"..."

The Yin soldiers and evil ghosts shouted loudly, holding various weapons in their hands, and raised them high in the air.

The roar pierced the sky, and spread to every corner more than half a step through the amplifying array arranged by the city king.

After destroying the inn, there was a carpet search of more than half a step, and he was targeting all ghosts.

Basically, they are all poor ghosts who wait day and night and cannot be reincarnated.

So these ghosts have long been unable to bear it for such a long time, and now outside the building, there are still many ghosts standing there, shouting loudly.

"Justice!"

"Justice!"

"..."

Xu Ping stood in the corner, looking at the ghosts in front of him, feeling extremely sad.

From the beginning to the end, these ghosts are leek people. No matter how loud they roar, they are just tools for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and these Yamas to seek their own interests.

If after this turmoil, they can survive by luck, there are only two endings.

If you are lucky, you will be able to reincarnate.

With bad luck, eighteen layers of hell are waiting for them.

Killing the donkey is absolutely unavoidable, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva will never allow it. There are still so many ghosts living in the underworld.

And those who are lucky enough to be appreciated may be able to get a little bit of benefit, which is also from the fingers of these high-level officials in the underworld.

The group of ghosts in front of them shouted loudly, their faces full of excitement.

Not long after, the gate of the underground building opened, and the Metropolitan King was wearing a Confucian shirt and a Lun scarf, just like a scholar.

Three avatars of Xu Ping followed behind him.

The Metropolitan King looked at the group of ghosts who were guarding outside the building, and he raised his arms and shouted again.

"The prince and general Xiangning is kind!"

"Everyone, follow me."

"The door to the brave new world is waiting for you."

After saying that, he took the lead and rushed towards the direction of the inn, and the surrounding ghosts were infected and followed behind.

Wave after wave of evil soldiers and ghosts also rushed out from the ground floor.

These are all practiced in the right way. If they can't stand on the ground, they fly in the air. Wherever they come into view, there is a vast expanse of ghosts and ghosts.

"Hey, won't this little brother follow?"

Suddenly a voice came from behind Xu Ping, he turned his head in astonishment, and saw an old man with white hair sitting in the wall next to him, sipping wine from a gourd one by one.

Seeing him so leisurely and comfortable, Xu Ping couldn't help being a little amused: "What am I going to do?"

"Get promoted, get rich, live forever, isn't that what people in the world know and think, no matter whether they live or die?" the white-haired old man said softly.

Xu Ping asked back, "Then why didn't you go?"

The white-haired old man said: "I'm already quite old, so I won't join in the fun with you youngsters anymore, just stay here, wait slowly, and I can always get a spot for reincarnation."

Xu Ping chuckled: "Then you can take it easy."

"That's not being open-minded, I'm being wise." The white-haired old man said proudly, pointing to his head, without any complacency.

"As far as their group of ghosts look, they don't look like ghosts. Hey, how about we guess how many ghosts they have and can come back alive?"

The white-haired old man stood up, looking quite interested in this gamble.

Xu Ping shook his head: "This is a meaningless gamble. If possible, I would like to bet with you on when this riot will end."

"Oh……"

"Then tell me."

Xu Ping pondered for a moment, then said, "Ten days."

"Heh~~"

"Those who don't drink, get drunk first."

The white-haired old man took a sip of the wine, and said with disdain on his face, he shook the wine gourd in his hand again, handed it out, and motioned to Xu Ping, "How about a couple of sips for you?"

you're all drunk...

Xu Ping's hearing is very good, he didn't hear the sloshing of the wine in the gourd, he shook his head: "Old man, you just wait and see, but you don't know what the bet is in our bet?"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man smiled faintly: "The bet, why don't we play bigger..."

"Just bet on the survival of this underworld!"

Xu Ping fixed his eyes, and looked up and down the white-haired old man in front of him.

Ordinary, very ordinary.

The white hair on the sideburns is scattered, the face is wrinkled, the clothes are ragged, the feet covered with mud are still exposed, and the trousers are also torn.

But it was such an old man who actually said that he wanted to gamble with himself on the survival of the underworld.

Xu Ping frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

The white-haired old man hung the empty wine gourd on his waist, laughed and walked towards the distance, and with one step, his figure disappeared.

The laughter was far away, even though the figure was no longer there, the hearty laughter still seemed to reverberate in the ears.

"I am who I am!"

"The hell is me, and I am also the hell."

……

Did you meet an expert? !

Xu Ping looked at the place where the white-haired old man disappeared, guessing his identity.

Those who dare to say that they can represent the underworld must be inextricably linked with the underworld.

Who is it?
With such doubts in mind, Xu Ping entered the underground building, intending to ask Zhong Kui Zhenjun later when he met him.

"Xu Zhi, why are you back?"

After entering the ground floor, a group of Yin soldiers ran down the eighteenth floor, looking at Xu Ping strangely.

Xu Ping had already thought up the words: "Master Metropolitan is afraid that someone will take this opportunity to rescue the Cui on the fourth floor, so he specially asked me to come back and take strict precautions."

Unexpectedly, as soon as this remark came out, a group of Yin soldiers looked at each other and suddenly raised their voices.

Seven or eight three-pronged forks stabbed towards him, and it was Xu Ping who reacted quickly enough to block the blow by raising his wrist ring.

"Why are you doing this?"

"The person surnamed Cui has obviously been transferred by the adults, but you say you are still on the fourth floor. Who are you?"

Depend on!
Xu Ping cursed secretly, this was something he never expected.

It turned out that it was him and the three incarnations who were fighting against the divine beast Di Ting half a step outside the city, the city king had already changed the place where Cui Yu was imprisoned.

After returning, they quickly assembled the Yin soldiers and evil spirits, so Xu Ping didn't know about it.

Only then was it exposed in front of a group of Yin soldiers.

"I'm a young dad!"

Xu Ping exerted all his strength with both hands, and threw the seven or eight Yin soldiers who were holding the steel fork at the other end straight away, and when they landed, they had already been reduced to dust.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"..."

The yin soldier kept shouting warnings, but Xu Ping's punch crushed his heart, and his soul flew out of his wits.

Just as he was about to go forward, countless evil spirits ran out from the eighteen-story wooden building like locusts.

And so much more!
Xu Ping was taken aback, he hadn't expected that there were so many evil spirits guarding the dungeon.

The one rushing to the front looked like a tall evil ghost. He held a steel fork in his left hand and a ghost-headed knife in his right, with a frightening aura.

Xu Ping knew that this was the King of Ghosts, that is, the leader of the ghost soldiers.

In terms of status alone, it is similar to Black and White Wuchang, but in fact it is much worse. There are many ghosts in the underworld, but Black and White Wuchang only has two.

Taoism is also slightly worse than black and white impermanence.

Not difficult to deal with!

All Xu Ping needed was time. He pulled out the willow sword from the bottomless pit, and instead of retreating, he rushed directly into the encirclement of the evil spirits in front of him.

The leading ghost king obviously didn't expect Xu Ping to be so brave. He put on a stance, intending to bring the thousands of evil ghosts under his command...

Just halfway through the thoughts in his mind, a dazzling blue light bloomed in front of him, like a blooming blue lotus, covering his sight of what he said.

Immediately afterwards, he only felt as if something sharp broke through his huge ghost body, and then his whole body crashed to the ground.

The steel fork and ghost knife in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

This was also the last sound he heard before he was annihilated in flying ashes.

And those thousands of evil spirits also looked dumbfounded, the leader planned to put on a stance, but just halfway through the stance, he himself disappeared.

This……

Looking at Xu Ping, who killed the ghost king lightly, with a single sword, all the evil spirits suddenly felt a shadow cast over their hearts.

Xu Ping didn't even look at them, and directly summoned thousands of paper figurines from the bottomless pit.

"whee……"

"Owner!"

"We will definitely complete the mission of the master."

The colorful and gaudy paper figurines let out weird laughter, and at the same time, some of them spoke in extremely terrifying tones.

And as soon as these paper figurines appeared on the field, Xu Ping gave an order directly, and all the paper figurines rushed towards the evil spirits outside the building.

Paper figurines fight evil spirits.

Under the entanglement of thousands of paper figurines, these evil spirits had no chance to get close to Xu Ping.

Even without these paper figurines, the strength that Xu Ping showed just now made them feel terrified.

Xu Ping directly crossed the battle situation, scanned the wooden building with his spiritual consciousness, and found that Judge Cui Yu, who was originally on the fourth floor, had now been transferred to the underground, which was the secret room that Di listened to before.

A tree vine hangs from the top of the head, hanging Cui Yu in the air, his feet don't touch the ground, and the surroundings are dark.

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Xu Ping's eyes shimmered, and he walked in directly. Judge Cui Yu, who was hanging in the air, heard the sound of footsteps coming from far to near.

It wasn't until he saw Xu Ping coming over with ease that he froze for a moment, and then said, "I didn't expect you to come so soon."

When he heard the shouts of killing coming from outside, Cui Yu already knew that someone must have come to rescue him.

Xu Ping glanced at Judge Cui in the air, and said directly: "If those large numbers of evil spirits come back after killing them, I can't guarantee that I can rescue you."

"Tell me how I can get you out."

(End of this chapter)