Underworld exchange group

Chapter 584
When he arrived at the airport, he booked an air ticket online and boarded the plane back to Shenhai. He could finally go home with peace of mind, and finally he didn't have to be chased all over the world.This guy fell comfortably on the first-class seat, enjoying the rare relaxation and freehand, listening to the friendly greeting from the stewardess beside him: "Sir, what would you like to drink, we have coffee, beer and wine..."

Zhang Fan said, "Let's have a bottle of beer." The heavens couldn't drink this stuff.

The flight this time took more than four hours, plus nearly five hours for getting on and off the plane. After feeling the joy of flying into the sky and escaping from the ground, this speed really made him feel a little too slow.

Before leaving the airport, Zhang Fan waved his hand and directly broke through a pitch-black road filled with gray and black air. His body successfully crossed the catastrophe, and he could travel through the underworld by himself, and directly brought his body down to the underworld.

It has been more than three months since he left this trip, Zhang Fan really misses his ghost gate.

Tongming Mountain Ghost Gate is still the same as usual, unhurried and orderly.

The commander of the Yin soldiers stood behind the ghost gate, looking at the ghosts below. Suddenly, he was taken aback. A figure flashed, and another figure appeared on the city wall. Look, he shouted excitedly: "Master Parade."

He hurriedly knelt down to salute, Zhang Fan waved his hand and said, "No."

After looking at the situation under the city gate, he turned around and walked towards the gate of the ghost gate, and casually ordered: "Notify all ghost messengers and let them come back to report on their duties."

The news of Zhang Fan's return quickly spread throughout the ghost gate, and it didn't take long before the ninth-class ghost messengers all came together. Zhang Fan sat in the hall and listened carefully to everyone's reports, while holding a red cinnabar pen to reply to some simple questions. The most important matters are the reimbursement expenses declared. If Zhang Fan is not here, it will be three or four months.

Li Jiu asked cautiously: "My lord, are you going to be transferred?"

Zhang Fan said, "No, there's nothing to do."

Before the bell was struck to shake the ghost that day, Guishuai Fengxingyun promised that if Zhang Fan survived, he would be promoted as a judge in an exceptional way. Everyone knows this first coffin.

But Zhang Fan didn't dare to talk too much. Before things come true, everything is variable.

Holding a lot of declaration forms, Zhang Fan left the ghost gate.

When he arrived at the government office, he slapped Qian Dezhong's table.

Qian Dezhong frowned. Who is this person who is so unruly? When he looked up, he happened to see Zhang Fan's smiling face. He said in great surprise, "My little friend Zhang Fan..."

Zhang Fan said, "Old Qian, I'm back..."

Qian Dezhong said: "This trip, little friend Zhang Fan has been gone for a long time, the ghost messengers under you are all making a fuss, saying that you can't find Mr. Xunyou."

Zhang Fan angrily sat down on the grand teacher's chair next to Qian Dezhong: "They don't miss me, they miss these things." He pointed to the declaration form on the long case.

Qian De laughed again, and then he said: "Tell me something, I have worshiped the teacher, the ghost doctor of the tired family, and learned the ghost pulse formula. If you have a headache in the future, you can come to see me." old friend..."

Qian Dezhong has been a doctor all his life, and he still can't let go of his medical skills when he dies as a judge.

People's preferences are really hard to change.

Zhang Fan said, "This is pretty good."

Qian Dezhong has a restrained personality, he is not good at arguing with others, let alone fighting fiercely with others, so it is suitable to learn the way of ghost doctor.

He paused and said, "Didn't Marshal Feng say he was going to be promoted to Zhang Fan's official position last time?"

This fellow Zhang Fan deliberately held it tight: "That's what you said, who knows?" After a pause, he said: "The positions of judges are all full now, and there is no vacancy, so I won't just be promoted to me."

Promotion in the underworld, just like in the mortal world, can only be promoted if there is a vacancy.

Qian Dezhong said: "But Marshal Feng himself opened his mouth and made a promise. If there is a vacancy, it is not impossible. Just let a certain judge enter the world and reincarnate. This is not just a matter of Marshal Feng."

Zhang Fan was heartbroken when he heard this, this guy was already itching, otherwise Shen Hai wouldn't have come to the underworld without even returning home.

After chatting with Qian Dezhong for a few words, Zhang Fan went to Wei Wuya full of expectations and went to the Chenghuang Mansion. Hearing that he was going to Yanjun Palace, he had to go to Yanjun Palace, which was a long-term success.

There was a banquet in Yanjun Hall, Wei Wuya also came to accompany him, saying that there were distinguished guests, many spiritual officials came.

Officials above the judge level are basically present.

The reason why I didn't call Qian Dezhong is because Qian Dezhong really doesn't know how to socialize, and he is a modern person, and his personality and thinking are incompatible with them. He is also a piece of wood when he comes, so I didn't call him.

Hearing that the ghost soldier came to report that Zhang Fan asked to see him, Marshal Feng was a little overjoyed, and he was very happy to hear that Zhang Fan won the Duanyin Terrace that day, which greatly increased the prestige of the first coffin, he can be called a meritorious minister, "Quick pass..."

Walking all the way inside, Zhang Fan was also very curious about who the distinguished guest was. It was only later that he found out that it was the sect of the second elder brother Ji Qiye, Ji Boya of the Ghost Farm Sect, the sword-fork man, and the Heavenly Ghost Sect. One of the elders and the head of the Poyin Sect.

Because these three are all Dzogchen powerhouses, all of them are ghost kings, this time against Shura, the three Gu Nianji Qiye's past affection specially helped them, and with the help of the three of them, they repelled the Shura coalition army. Drive them back to hell.

Waiter souls shuttled back and forth inside with delicious food and wine. The long table was placed from the entrance of the main hall to the main hall.

Today's banquet is a celebration banquet.

So very lively.

Walking along the stairs, sitting on the long tables on both sides are all low-level generals of Yin soldiers. The further you go inside, the higher the rank and official position. When reaching the entrance of the main hall, Zhang Fan saw an old acquaintance talking and laughing happily with the people next to him. Seeing Zhang Fan's smile, he froze. It was Guo Shouyi, the civil judge who made things difficult for Zhang Fan at the beginning and finally got punished.

Zhang Fan did not expect that the seventh-rank judge could only sit at the entrance of the main hall.

Looking inside, most of them are generals.

Feng Xingyun himself is a leader of troops, and has his own preference for generals, and this banquet is a celebration banquet for the war, so it is understandable that generals rank higher than civilian officials.

Seeing Zhang Fan stepping into the main hall, many people looked sideways at him, some knew him and some didn't. Most of the civil servants had heard of Zhang Fan's name, and now Zhang Fan was well-known in the Underworld. He won Duanyintai again, even if he hadn't seen it, he had heard about it, but the general guarded the battlefield all year round, so he didn't know much about Zhang Fan.

What's more, no dynasty can escape the dispute between civil and military. Seeing civil officials like Qian Dezhong and Zhang Fan, military generals don't like to see them very much.

When Zhang Fan walked to the front of the hall, Feng Xingyun stood up laughing. Today, he was wearing a book scarf as usual, and he looked like a scholar, with no aura of martial arts on his body. "Zhang Xunyou, Qian The judges are late."

His face was slightly red, he must have drunk a lot.

The sword-and-fork male Ji Boya was chatting and laughing happily with Ren Duoluo, the elder of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, and from the corner of his eye he inadvertently left His Highness behind. After a moment of surprise, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace. It was this person who repeatedly destroyed It was a good thing for me, but immediately, a smile appeared on my face again.

The two saluted: "The money is heavy, Zhang Fan, meet the commander-in-chief!"

Feng Xingyun seemed to be in a good mood, "Forget it, come here, give me a seat..."

Zhang Fan came here for promotion, not because he wanted to drink, and in the current situation, he had to sit outside the main hall, but it seemed that now was also suitable for promotion.

Wei Wuya stood up with a smile and said, "Zhang Xunyou, if you don't dislike it, you can sit next to the City God."

Seeing Wei Wuya and Zhang Fan was also overjoyed, the two of them went up to the genitals, and they had some kind of friendship, he should have seen Zhang Fan's embarrassment.

Zhang Fan said, "Thank you..."

Immediately, he and Qian Dezhong sat beside Wei Wuya, Feng Xingyun couldn't help asking: "Is Zhang Xunyou here for a banquet, or is there something to do?"

Wei Wuya said: "Zhang Xunyou is thinking about being promoted to a judge. Marshal Feng, Zhang Xunyou has made great achievements in breaking the Yintai, and the commander promised to make an exception to promote Zhang Xunyou to be a judge."

Zhang Fan nodded embarrassedly.

Feng Xingyun's face froze when he heard the words, showing difficulty: "This..."

(End of this chapter)