My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Lu Pan thought it over carefully, but finally shook his head: "No, I always carry this pen with me. You know I like to work anytime, anywhere, so how could I not have my work tools with me?"

This statement is indeed irrefutable. Since this pen has never left Judge Lu's side, it means that the person who made the counterfeit not only knows the pen that Judge Lu always carries like the back of their hand, but can also create another Judge's pen without anyone noticing!
With such abilities, he is by no means an unknown figure in the underworld.

Who on earth is it?
"It seems this matter needs to be investigated slowly. I suspect that the records in our underworld have been altered not only by these two ghosts, but probably by others as well. If that's the case, upon closer examination, it's very likely that many wrongful convictions have already been made..." The King of Hell became more and more troubled as he spoke about these matters.

If word got out that the underworld was handling cases with wrongful convictions, it would be a laughing stock throughout the three realms.

Judge Lu was well aware of the seriousness of the matter. With a grim face, he said, "This matter must be thoroughly investigated! We must find the culprit who manufactured this pen."

The King of Hell considered things more thoroughly, and he invited Judge Lu to go with him to see the two ghosts.

In the eighteenth level of hell, two ghosts were seen with their shoulders hooked by two large iron hooks, and the ghost guards were about to put them into a boiling oil cauldron. The two ghosts screamed in agony as they were being fried.

"I have some questions for them. Lure them out of the boiling oil," Yama commanded in a deep voice.

The ghost messengers obeyed the order and swiftly used two large iron hooks to pull the green-faced ghost and the red-faced ghost out of the oil pot.

At this moment, the green-faced ghost and the red-faced ghost were on the verge of death, lying on the ground like two dead dogs, panting heavily.

"Where did you get this pen? Or rather, who gave it to you?" Yama asked sternly, gripping the pen tightly in his hand.

The two evil spirits wept and wailed, looking utterly miserable. Seeing that they still didn't answer, the ghost guards beside them raised their whips and lashed them down hard, beating them until they were covered in blood and gore.

"I'll talk! I'll talk! I'll talk!" The blue-faced ghost could no longer bear it and begged for mercy.

“I got this by accident. I originally thought it was just a fake, but I tried it out casually and it turned out to be real. I thought I had found the Judge's pen, so I used it to do a lot of things…” At this point, he suddenly let out another scream.

It turned out that Judge Lu couldn't stand it anymore, so he snatched the whip from the ghost messenger and personally lashed them one lash after another.

Judge Lu showed no mercy, nearly killing the two evil spirits.

"I always carry my pen with me, how could you possibly have found it? Besides, you are nothing but two lowly ghosts, what right do you have to touch my pen? I'm afraid that if you touched it, you would be blasted away by its power! And you still dare to argue here! Tell me the truth right now!"

The two evil spirits were beaten until they howled like ghosts, repeatedly insisting that what they said was the truth.

Just as the two evil spirits were about to be beaten to a pulp, Yama calmly stopped Judge Lu.

"Don't be so hasty. I think what they said just now was true. This thing is more troublesome than we imagined."

The two evil spirits, having escaped a beating, immediately thanked Yama, tears streaming down their faces. Yama, however, had no interest in their nonsense and instead asked another question.

"When you were in the human world, did you ever encounter a ghost or spirit that also carried this kind of pen?"

The two evil spirits looked at each other, and in the end, they both looked completely bewildered.

The blue-faced ghost shook his head with great certainty and said, "I always thought this pen was the Judge's Pen. I never knew it was fake, and I've never seen any other ghost with such a treasure. At first, I thought it was unique to us."

The red-faced ghost nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, we've never seen any other ghosts have this before. It must be unique to us."

Unique?

The King of Hell doesn't think so.

After further interrogation, the two evil spirits revealed everything they knew, but they couldn't provide any useful clues or information.

Leaving Hell and returning to the office hall, both Judge Lu and King Yama felt very heavy-hearted.

"Let's send some ghost messengers to the mortal realm to investigate. We might not be able to find out the results in a short time, but we must get to the bottom of this. This concerns an internal matter of the underworld's administrative system, and we can't afford to be careless," King Yama decisively decided.

Judge Lu naturally gave his full support: "I agree! If this continues, my pen will become a common commodity! The dignity of the judge and the underworld will not be allowed to be desecrated by any demons or monsters."

The two began discussing specific action plans. On one hand, they quickly arranged manpower; but on the other hand, some tricky figures were involved, and Lu Pan ultimately had to personally negotiate cooperation with another bigwig.

Zhang Hao's case was solved, and he didn't want to stay there for media interviews anymore, so he simply went camping.

In the open-air scenic area, Zhang Hao, dressed in professional fishing gear, sat leisurely on a large stone slab by the river. He cast his bait, closed his eyes slightly, and quietly fished.

Nearly half an hour passed, and still not a single fish took the bait.

"Have you been watching enough? You're really affecting my fishing. Just say what you want to say," Zhang Hao said without turning his head.

Lu Pan appeared out of thin air and slowly walked to his side with a kind smile on his face: "As expected of Zhang Hao, who even Yama has to give face to, you discovered my existence so quickly. Your cultivation is truly amazing."

The judge, who was always known for his sternness, was actually so kind and approachable? Zhang Hao turned his head and glanced at him sideways.

"I'm quite surprised that the Judge is so approachable. As for his cultivation level, it's actually about the same as yours."

The judge did not continue the topic; everyone knew the extent of their cultivation levels.

"I have come to see you today because I have something important to discuss. I wonder if Mr. Han is available?" Judge Lu asked in a very courteous manner.

Of course, only Zhang Hao could enjoy such treatment. If it were anyone else, the judge would definitely show his dignified side.

"If I say I'm busy, can you leave immediately and not disturb my fishing?" Zhang Hao asked casually, seemingly not in a hurry at all.

"That won't do. Whether you're free or not, I have to discuss this with you."

"I hate being forced to do things. Are you sure you want to force me?"

"Don't take it so seriously. Maybe we can become fishing buddies and chat while we fish."

Lu Pan somehow got hold of a set of fishing gear, and actually sat down next to him, casting his fishing rod and starting to fish.

"As expected of Judge Lu, even with the Judge's Pen malfunctioning, he remains so calm and composed. If it were me, I couldn't possibly be so composed," Zhang Hao said with a faint smile.

Lu Pan's smile instantly froze; this kid really deserved a beating.

Haven't you heard the saying "Don't hit someone in the face"?

No wonder that Yama suggested he come in person. Anyone else, hearing such an infuriating tone, would probably have already given him a good beating. Judge Lu smiled slightly, his expression calm: "There's no use rushing this matter; it can't be resolved in a short time. Besides, I already have a plan in mind, so why be in such a hurry?"

As he spoke, he gave Zhang Hao a meaningful look.

But Zhang Hao was completely oblivious, pretending not to see the hint and continuing to focus intently on fishing.

Lu Pan wasn't in a hurry, and the two of them sat on the shore, enjoying a moment of peace and tranquility while fishing.

Finally, Zhang Hao couldn't take it anymore: "I said you're going fishing, so can you at least tone down the yin energy around you?"

The other party was emanating such a strong yin energy that even the fish in the river could sense it, so they dared not swim over. If they continued fishing like this, they would not catch anything at all.

Lu Pan did this on purpose, otherwise, even if he sat there all day, the other party probably wouldn't pay any attention to him.

Sometimes, in order to achieve a goal, some necessary tricks must be used.

Lu Pan feigned an apologetic expression: "Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I forgot to conceal my aura for a moment."

“I warned you before, stop pretending here. Just say what you have to say.” Zhang Hao sighed and looked at the calm water, saying thoughtfully, “Look at this river. It looks calm on the surface, but there are strong currents underneath.”

“That’s right, it’s precisely because the water is deep and the waves are big that most people don’t dare to come here to fish,” Lu Pan replied meaningfully.

"You're right, so that's why you came to me?" Zhang Hao had already guessed the other party's purpose and spoke without any politeness.

Now that he needs someone's help, if he's too respectful, the other party might just treat him like a subordinate.

It's better to be natural and follow your own heart. That way, you won't be looked down upon or offend anyone.

“In this turbulent place, most people wouldn’t dare to go into the water, nor would they have the ability. So after discussing it with Yama, we both believe that you are someone who truly has the ability to go into the water,” Judge Lu said with a smile, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"So what? What if I don't agree?" Zhang Hao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a somewhat wicked smile.

"Consider it a favor we owe you, how about that?" Lu Pan said casually.

The other party certainly had the ability, so it was normal for them to have a bit of a temper and be a bit arrogant. Therefore, he had already prepared himself mentally, and although he was not used to it, he still had to prioritize the overall situation.

"The judge owes me a favor? That does sound very tempting."

After saying this, Zhang Hao fell silent.

Judge Lu sensed that the other party was showing signs of softening, and immediately revealed his true purpose: "There may be more than one case of the Judge's Pen in the mortal world. We are in charge of the investigation in the underworld, but in the mortal world, I can only ask you for help. Only you have the ability to investigate this matter."

Looking at the other party's sincere expression, Zhang Hao suddenly waved his hand and shook his head, saying, "This matter is too complicated, and I particularly hate trouble. So, although the conditions you offered are very tempting, I refuse."

At the end, he deliberately elongated the last three words, making it sound like he was teasing the other person.

Lu Pan's relaxed mood suddenly tightened again, like riding a roller coaster, thrilling and exciting.

Judge Lu laughed through gritted teeth: "You really are impervious to reason."

"Sorry, I'm just like this by nature. I'm not easily swayed by either soft or hard approaches, and I do things entirely based on my own whims," ​​Zhang Hao replied with a smile.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you trying to force me to give in with silence?" Zhang Hao asked with a smile, tilting his head as he saw that the other party hadn't spoken for a long time.

Lu Pan forced a smile: "Of course I wouldn't be that rude. How about this, come find me again when you change your mind, and then we can talk about cooperation."

Judge Lu felt that if he continued talking like this, he would have a heart attack, so he tossed Zhang Hao a token that allowed him to travel to the underworld and turned to leave.

"Hey, you didn't take your fishing gear." Zhang Hao shouted loudly at Lu Pan's back.

"It's yours." Judge Lu said nonchalantly.

Zhang Hao glanced at it; the other person's fishing gear was even worse than his own. Why would he give it to him? He wouldn't even take it if given to him.

Zhang Hao glanced at it disdainfully and continued fishing.

Without the influence of yin energy, fish should have taken the bait soon, but half an hour later, there was still no sign of any fish taking the bait.

Zhang Hao, utterly defeated, looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, "Am I destined to be forever separated from fish?"

For a novice who has just entered the world of fishing, this is undoubtedly an extremely cruel thing.

Alas, some people may be able to gain the favor of the King of Hell and the judges of the underworld, but behind the scenes they are just unsuccessful fishermen who can't even catch a single fish.

However, Zhang Hao soon realized why he couldn't catch any fish.

He sensed a dense, oppressive aura, extremely strong, spreading across the water's surface. With this aura present, the fish, not wanting to die, naturally wouldn't swim this way.

Zhang Hao stared at the water, wondering to himself if this was the reason why he hadn't been able to catch any fish all day.

Alright, he'd like to see which fool dared to ruin his fishing plans.

Zhang Hao's inner power surged instantly, quickly covering the fishing rod. He shook his hands violently, and the fishing rod seemed to suddenly hook something. After feeling that force, he immediately pulled it upwards with all his might.

This series of actions was completed in the blink of an eye. He was just about to see which damned water ghost it was when he took a closer look at what he had caught and was immediately stunned.

What they pulled up was a plastic bag, the kind of large fertilizer bag, and there was clearly a person inside! Not only that, there were also stones inside the bag.

Have I stumbled upon a murder scene?

How could my luck be so bad? I didn't catch anything while fishing, but instead I pulled up a corpse?
Sigh, even though I started out as a corpse driver, I don't think I have such a strong connection with corpses.
Zhang Hao gripped the fishing rod tightly, which was enveloped in power, and forcefully flung the large bag at the river mouth toward the shore. The plastic bag containing the person fell onto the bank.

Zhang Hao walked over, gently pulled, and the tightly bound, airtight plastic bag instantly broke.

"This guy..." (End of Chapter)