The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 243: The Dark Lord

Hao Ye stopped counting the paper money and looked at Song Mang in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Not only did she take out so much paper money at once, she also said...she wanted to give it to him?!
Song Mang said nothing.

Hao Ye suddenly clenched the ghost money in his hand, and couldn't help but coughed and said, "Since someone reported it, this matter really needs to be investigated carefully.

Dear enthusiastic player, the evidence you provided is very comprehensive and useful! I will take it back and ask someone to help investigate it!"

Uncle Hao stuffed the stack of paper money in his hand back into the bag, and then quickly closed the bag.

He added with a serious face, "If the statues want to create copies, they must meet the requirements of the Netherworld. This is the agreement between the gods and the Netherworld. If these statues violate the agreement, do not set up safe houses, and do not give reminders of the rules, then humans will have no chance of survival. The Netherworld will never allow such a thing to happen!
Don't worry, player. I will personally report this illegal dungeon and have Yin Shuai send troops to destroy it in a little while!"

After he finished speaking, Hao Ye picked up the snakeskin bag full of paper money for the dead and made a phone call.

During this process, the statue remained silent until he heard what Hao Ye said on the phone.

The content of Hao Ye's phone call was very simple. He asked someone to go to the underworld to report to Yin Shuai, saying that there was an illegal copy here, and asked Yin Shuai to send troops to destroy the copy.

Mr. Hao is not an ordinary Yin messenger. Just by making a phone call like this, he can basically get the Yin Shuai to send troops.

"Anhao!"

The statue said dissatisfiedly, "What kind of evidence is that? This copy of mine is flawless. Even if the Yin Marshal comes, I am not afraid of being investigated!
On the contrary, you, relying on your privileges among the Yin Messengers, accepted bribes from humans and framed me! Be careful when the Yin Marshal comes, he will punish you!"

An Hao snorted coldly, "When did I accept a bribe? I am acting impartially, and there is something wrong with your copy!
Just now, this enthusiastic player has said that there are no invaders in your copy, but there are many rules that lead to the death of players, which is already a clear violation! "

"Aren't these all invaders?"

A burst of light appeared on the tall sculpture and fell on the strange creatures in the temple.

An Hao said, "What kind of invaders are these? Normally, the copy will clear out the disruptive invaders to prevent them from disrupting the copy's operation. If they are invaders, how dare they appear in front of you?
I think these weird things are all non-contract staff hired by you, so they are not recorded in the Netherworld’s system.

If that is the case, then you are employing black slaves, which is an even greater crime! You will also be fined!"

"you……!"

The idol was so angry that it was speechless.

After a long while, the statue gnashed its teeth and said, "I have reported all the copies I created to the Sun God. He already knows the rules of this copy. He didn't say there was a problem, so when will it be your turn to say there is a problem!
When the Sun God comes, I will take care of you, a petty idiot! "

There are countless ghost messengers in the underworld. They are responsible for different areas and have different superiors.

An Hao's immediate superior is the Sun-wandering God, one of the Ten Great Yin Marshals. In the underworld, the Sun-wandering God is at the same level as the Black and White Impermanence and the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Devil.

The ten great ghost generals in the underworld each have their own strengths, each lead their own soldiers, each punish evil, and each reward their merits. No matter how powerful the evil ghosts are, even if they can go to heaven or go into the earth, they can hardly escape their clutches.

The Sun-Panned God is the Yin Shuai who is in charge of patrolling around and monitoring the good and evil in the world. He is also called the Sun-Panned God.

An Hao carried the bag of paper money for the dead and sat down on the altar to rest.

He said indifferently, "Then let's wait for Yin Shuai to come and see how he judges this copy."

When Song Mang saw An Hao counting paper money for the dead again, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes.

At the beginning, she talked about the problem with this copy, but An Hao said that the strangeness of the reincarnation mirror was the invader, but now he denies it.

This guy changes his tune pretty quickly.

However, this guy already knew that these weird things were not intruders, but he ignored her report at first, obviously wanting to protect the statue. It seems that not all the underworld officials are fair and just, they are all doing things for profit.

There was a hint of mockery in Song Mang's eyes.

Not long after, there was another noise in the corner of the temple, and the dazzling white light illuminated the entire temple.

"Welcome to Sun Tour General!"

An Hao, who was sitting leisurely on the altar, suddenly stood up, bowed respectfully towards the front of the temple, and then raised his hand to bow.

Directly in front of the sculpture was a tightly closed mahogany door, which slowly opened and a surge of ghostly energy poured in.

The strange creatures in the temple knelt on the ground one after another, and looked at the mahogany door with extremely terrified expressions.

Bang!
The mahogany door was completely opened, but outside was not the forest in the dungeon, but a gloomy environment shrouded in black fog. In the distance, blood was flowing and flowers of the other shore were blooming.

This is because someone used space magic on the door, leading the mahogany door to the underworld.

Near the mahogany gate, two long rows of silver-armored soldiers stood there.

These soldiers were wearing helmets so their faces could not be seen at all. They held swords in their hands and their feet were suspended in the air.

"General!"

An Hao ran to the gate as soon as possible and carried the bag of paper money over.

"General, these are all evidences that there is something wrong with this copy. Please take a look!"

Song Mang looked at the mahogany gate and saw two rows of silver-armored ghost soldiers, but didn't see anything else strange.

But the snakeskin bag that An Hao carried was opened by an invisible force!
"What kind of evidence is this?!"

Came an angry voice.

A ghost figure slowly emerged next to the snakeskin bag. It was an elegant middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe from the Warring States Period, holding a white paper fan in his hand.

Seeing the middle-aged man's angry expression, An Hao said in a panic, "General, isn't this enough evidence? There is a big problem with this copy!"

There was a snap.

The Sun God suddenly raised his hand and slapped An Hao in the face, "Look carefully, are these things evidence or ghost money?

Qingyuxian had long ago sent a message to me, saying that you accepted bribes from humans and framed the gods. I regarded you as my confidant and did not believe this, so I came to see it in person, but I did not expect..."

Riyoushen looked at Anhao with disappointment, "Anhao, Anhao, you really disappoint me!"

An Hao immediately knelt on the ground, and said in fear and trepidation, "General, An Hao knows I was wrong! An Hao is willing to resign and accept any punishment!"

"Then I will remove your position as squad leader and demote you to an ordinary underworld guard. Since this is your first offense, I will exempt you from other punishments."

"Thank you, General!"

At this time, Song Mang felt a gaze falling on her, and it was not a very friendly one.

The voice of the Sun God came again.

"As for this human who lied about the copy and bribed the ghost messenger, throw her into the Forgotten River immediately! I don't want to see her again!"