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"Hmph, Lin Fengjiao, do you know how big of a mess this is today? How are you going to resolve this?!"

"The leader of the ghost messengers said coldly."

With so many evil spirits flooding into the human world, it's not just these two brats who will get into trouble; even we ghost messengers will have to take responsibility.

solve?

If enough lives are lost, even the patriarchs of Maoshan in the underworld cannot bear the responsibility.

"Pfft~"

"Master, so your name is Lin Fengjiao! Hahaha, Lin Fengjiao~"

The laughter of Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng made Lin Fengjiao's face darken as she was about to explain.

Those two bastards!

Even now, do they still not realize how big a mistake they made?

"My Maoshan sect has a reputation for this. I only have one question: if I can capture these evil spirits within the stipulated time, can this matter be dropped?"

Lin Fengjiao took a deep breath, trying her best not to be driven to despair by these two silly boys.

In fact, this is the only way to solve the problem right now.

"no!"

"The underworld has received the news, and the soul ferryman will arrive here soon to resolve this!"

"At that time, neither you master nor your disciple will be able to escape!"

The remaining three ghost messengers each offered a statement, essentially sealing the fate of the matter.

The four ghost messengers were all newly appointed in the last two years, and they were most afraid of causing trouble.

Therefore, they all reported it to the nearest soul ferryman as soon as possible. Whether that soul ferryman reports it or not is up to him.

"You think you can't even have that much face, considering you're from the Underworld Money Bureau?"

Lin Fengjiao was also furious. Didn't she get any face at all after trying to reason with him?

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai tugged at each other's sleeves, seemingly realizing something was wrong, and hid behind Lin Fengjiao, trembling with fear.

The two were somewhat puzzled, as they often let go of evil spirits and zombies that their master had captured when they were playing around.

But I've never seen my master have this expression before.

These ghost messengers are making a mountain out of a molehill.

"Hmph, Lin Fengjiao, do you think we wouldn't know how you got your identity as a ghost messenger?"

One of the ghost messengers spoke with sarcasm.

Although he had only been a ghost messenger for a few years, he still knew a lot about the Taoists in his jurisdiction.

Although Lin Fengjiao was a Taoist priestess in the mortal world, she got her position through connections.

Those of us who did good deeds and accumulated merit in our lives, and were only appointed as ghost messengers after death, usually despise this kind of person the most.

Even if it means I have to be punished, I will make sure he is disciplined.

Lin Fengjiao fell silent. Her identity as a ghost messenger was no small matter; she was in charge of printing money, and countless people were eyeing her.

From the lowest-ranking ghost messengers to the dying patriarchs of various sects.

I only got this identity as a ghost messenger because of my senior brother's influence.

Are we still relying on our senior brother to solve our current problems?

Lin Fengjiao shook her head. After these Maoshan disciples went down the mountain, they rarely returned, just to avoid relying on their senior brother for everything.

The eldest brother is very strong; he can single-handedly support Maoshan.

But we can't just be useless and have to go to our senior brother for everything!

I know all the prophecy my master gave to my eldest brother back then. If he could just stay on the mountain and live out his life peacefully, that would be enough.

"Gentlemen, is the reputation of Maoshan so worthless?"

Even Lin Fengjiao, who is usually good-tempered, was provoked to anger at this moment.

"Does Maoshan really not have much influence around here?"

One of the ghost messengers sneered.

Since we are from the underworld, even if we are no match for these Maoshan disciples, they wouldn't dare to lay a hand on us!

If you dare to make a move, you will be provoking the underworld.

When that time comes, it won't be just us.

Actually, Lin Fengjiao never understood what her brothers meant. At this time when he was printing ghost money, didn't he know to give a little something?

Whether it's myself or the soul ferryman above my four brothers, isn't the point that they stopped reporting it?

They don't understand anything at all.

"Oh, who said Maoshan has no face?"

A cold voice suddenly came, and Lin Fengjiao's expression froze, causing her to subconsciously stand up.

"Who dares to do this?"

"Boom~"

The purple lightning instantly transformed into a human figure, and almost without hesitation, the figure, wrapped in lightning, pointed at a ghost messenger.

Lightning instantly surged from the purple figure.

The ghost messenger who had just spoken was instantly shattered into pieces.

At this moment, the mortuary was deathly silent.

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Thunder rumbled, as if carrying some grand momentum of heaven and earth; perhaps the other side was now representing the will of heaven in this region.

"How dare you! Who is it that dares to kill a ghost messenger from the underworld!"

The leading ghost guard's eyes were bloodshot with rage.

Although he had only recently become a ghost messenger, his yin energy was by no means weak, but the voice he shouted was hoarse and filled with a trace of fear.

Ghost messengers come from the underworld, and in the past, in the world of supernatural beings, whoever encountered a ghost messenger had to give them some face.

Of course, this doesn't mean that becoming a ghost messenger means you can roam freely throughout the Three Realms.

The respect shown to the underworld by others is not a license for us ghost messengers to act arrogantly.

If you're truly in the wrong, being killed by some powerful cultivator would be pointless.

But this time is different. Although Lin Fengjiao is also a great cultivator, he was in the wrong in this matter.

In addition, Lin Fengjiao herself was a member of the Yin Money Bureau, so she must have accumulated a lot of Yin money over the years.

It would be a waste not to take advantage of this opportunity to squeeze out as much benefit as possible.

We were in the right, but now a cultivator has come and killed one of the ghost messengers with a single bolt of lightning.

Whose generals are all this brave?

"Wow, that's fierce! Who is Qiu Sheng? He's so intimidating!"

Seeing the arrogant ghost messengers instantly reduced to ashes, Wen Cai was deeply shocked.

"Yeah, yeah, that's amazing, and—"

Qiu Sheng didn't say anything after that, but the shock in his eyes was impossible to suppress.

Although the two brothers had been accepted into their master's tutelage, they had never been to Maoshan. Whenever they brought up the idea of ​​going to Maoshan, their master would always refuse.

I won't go into the specific reasons, but even though I didn't go to Maoshan, I still have some basic common sense about cultivation.

Thunder magic is definitely one of the strongest techniques in the cultivation world!

When my master fights evil spirits and zombies, he usually uses conventional methods first, and then uses some of his trump cards when he runs out of methods.

The Thunder Talisman was one of the master's most treasured possessions.

The master always used that thing with great care, afraid of hurting himself if he used it improperly.

But this person who could kill the ghost messengers with a wave of his hand could actually summon heavenly lightning at will.

What a monster!

"Senior Brother."

Lin Jiu covered her face, her voice unusually weak, even filled with deep shame.

"Senior Brother, is this our Senior Uncle?"

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's eyes lit up immediately.

If we had such a powerful senior master as our backer, wouldn't we be able to do whatever we wanted from now on?

"Humph!"

The next moment, a terrifying pressure erupted from Shi Jian, and Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's faces immediately turned pale.

"You're also from Maoshan, how dare you!"

"Zizi~"

A ball of lightning condensed in his hand and smashed into the ghost messenger in an instant. The ghost messenger didn't even have time to scream before he turned into ashes.

The remaining two ghost messengers huddled together, trembling.

Although she had only served as a ghost messenger for a short time, what kind of fierce and evil spirits hadn't she seen in her three years of service?

I've never seen anyone so fierce!

"Senior brother... Sigh~"

Lin Fengjiao wanted to say something more, but in the end it turned into a sigh.

I know my own senior brother well. If I could persuade him, then he wouldn't be my senior brother.