I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

The visitor was wearing a black hat and a white onmyoji robe, his manners were chic and elegant, and he had a slight smile on his slightly fox-like face.

"Your Excellency Qingming..."

Ashiya Michiman shouted to reveal the identity of the person who came, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to have already returned to Yang. Could it be that you had anticipated the whole thing from the very beginning? Your divination skills..."

"Hey, hey, stop, stop!"

Seimei Tsuchimikado interrupted Ashiya Doman's words with a wave of his hand. Due to the influence of preconceived ideas, Doman immediately began to make up his mind after seeing him.

"The reason why I can be here is because I asked Lord Siji for personal leave. Fortunately, Lord Siji allowed me to come here because of his generosity."

Speaking of this, Seimei Tsuchimikado couldn't help showing a bit of depression on his face, and his scalp became numb after thinking of the mountain of work.

'Hey, why did Sijiyingji get detained to work in a daze? "

Whenever thinking of this incident, Seimei Tsuchimikado felt sincere regret, and even wanted to slap his mouth.

"Taishan Prefecture Monarch Sacrifice has cost me many years of hard work, but it turned out to be cheap, this boy Ashiya Michiman, time is also life. '

Before coming to Yangjian this time, Siji Yingji specially warned him, telling him to clear his head and not try to make anything happen.

Hearing this, Ashiya Michitsu lowered his guard slightly, but he still didn't give Tsuchimikado Seimei any good looks.

"So? Are you here to see my joke? Or are you here to catch me and take credit for it?"

"Am I that bad in your eyes? However, it can't be wrong."

From now on, Tsuchimikado Seimei naturally has his own goals, and it is the nature of onmyojis not to be able to afford nothing.

But before he could tell his reason for coming, a magnificent and resounding bell echoed in the mountains and in their ears.

"Hey—!"

Chapter 652 The Princess of the Underworld and the White Jade Tower of the Underworld

"The Evening Bell has made its revelation."

The breeze blew through the mountains and forests, bringing petals of pink cherry blossoms.

The girl holding a black sword slowly stepped onto Arashiyama, with the looming silhouette of a cherry tree looming behind her.

Tsuchimikado Seimei subconsciously made a formula, and he felt a strong oppressive force from the girl who suddenly appeared.

"The top monster!? Could it be that the liquidation against Ashiya Michiman has already begun? I don't know which side she represents, is the monster sage?"

Although he didn't want to get involved in Ashiya Michiman's troubles, if he didn't keep the other party, then he would have come all this way in vain.

"Forget it, just repel the opponent, and then immediately take Ashiya Michimitsu to another place."

Ashiya Michimitsu saw Seimei Tsuchimikado's movements, and couldn't help reminding this guy who was both an enemy and a friend.

"Your Excellency Qingming, if I were you, I would obediently stand where I am and do nothing. This is the smart way."

"Oh? Do you know where she came from? Looking at you, she doesn't seem to be here to arrest you, but rather to seek revenge on you."

Tsuchimikado Seimei was a little surprised. Ashiya Michichi was a very active person and would take the initiative whether in battle or planning.

In the past, when enemies came to seek revenge, this fun-loving person would happily fight with them instead of just sitting there and killing them.

"There is a cause and effect. I also said that she is welcome to take revenge at any time, but... I didn't expect that such a day would really come."

While speaking, You Lian of Xixing Temple had already set foot on the top of the mountain.

The purple death energy invaded the mountain forest, and the space flip brought everyone to the Wushi mass burial ground.

"It's so full of death, could it be someone from the underworld? But I've never seen her in the Hall of Right and Wrong."

Tsuchimikado Seimei's pupils shrank and he completely gave up on his secret tricks. He didn't want to walk in front of Shiki Eimei's hall when he went back.

Looking at the familiar cherry tree, Ashiya Michiman couldn't help but think of the mage of Xixing Temple who died to seal Su Nuo's finger, that was the beginning of everything.

If Ashiya Doman really felt that there was someone he was sorry for, then Master Xixingji must be ranked first, followed by He Maocai.

"After so many years, the master of Xixing Temple should have been reincarnated as a human being long ago, right? Maybe, he may have achieved the Western Bliss."

Xigyouji Yulian appeared in front of Ashiya Michimitsu, the man's dejected face waiting to die was reflected in his ruthless purple eyes.

"Michiman Ashiya, I sent your death to you."

"Let's do it, Westbound Demon."

Ashiya Michimitsu looked up at the girl, lowered his head and closed his eyes, accepting his fate like a prisoner before execution.

"Being able to die by your hands is a pretty good ending, from the beginning to the end."

The sword of death was suddenly raised, and the girl's voice came again before the sword fell.

"My name is You Lian of Xixing Temple, please don't give the wrong name when you arrive at the Underworld Hall."

Ashiya Michimitsu's body turned into dots of black light and shadow and dissipated, while Xixingji Youlian left in the air after obeying the fate and finishing the karma.

Tsuchimikado Seimei looked at the glow of the soul that dissipated in the wind, stood there in silence for a long time, and let out a long sigh in dejection.

"I really don't give you a chance at all... Forget it, let's go back to work honestly, and it's not bad to mix up the work."

…………

Five days later.

Hell, underworld.

A towering building rose up in the center of the underworld.

At present, it is the most iconic building in the underworld and the only building in the underworld.

Long steps are carved out of the pyramid-like slope, and an elegant pavilion courtyard sits on the wide platform at the top.

The concave courtyard is surrounded by dry mountains and flowing water. When you open the door from the pavilion room, you can see the magnificent pine wood covered with large grains of jade sand.

In the distance, there is a low barrier. After crossing the barrier, you will come to a spacious cherry garden, in which stands a huge and luxuriant cherry tree.

The flowery and leafy branches of the cherry trees stretched out wantonly, almost covering the entire courtyard, as if the dark clouds of cherry blossom rain did not stop.

But in front of such a beautiful cherry blossom tree, there is a slightly unsightly tomb, and the newly carved tombstone is engraved with the tomb of Youyouzi of Xixing Temple.

Soul Yaoji stood in front of the grave, rubbing the tombstone with his rough palm, a touch of distress and pride appeared on his old face.

You Lian of Xixing Temple was standing beside Hun Huo Yaoji, she had just told him everything that happened during this period of time.

Soul Yaoji is happy for Yuyuko's growth, proud that the girl saved the world, and feels sorry for her suffering.

"It would have been nice if the old man had been by Missy's side at that time, even if he couldn't help much, this body would certainly be able to block some suffering for Missy."

You Lian of Xixing Temple looked at Hun Huo Yaoji silently, the resentment towards him in her heart was not so serious, but it was not so good that she would speak comforting words.

"Don't worry, Youyouzi just fell into a deep sleep temporarily. I believe she will return in a short time and become the master of the underworld."

On the corridor of the cherry garden, the old man of the mountain and the four seasons Ehime sit side by side, and the two figures in front of the cherry tree, the tomb and the tombstone are reflected in their eyes.

Looking at the petals that were continuously scattered among the cherry blossom trees, Shiki Yingji had a look of relief on her face and smiled.

After a period of investigation, Xixing Yao ran the new reincarnation system perfectly, without any mistakes.

Four Seasons Yingji reported the matter to Yan Luo of the Ten Palaces, and got an approval on the same day, allowing the Hall of Right and Wrong to establish the underworld.

In addition, Yan Luo of the Ten Palaces also canonized Youyouzi of Xixing Temple as the princess of the underworld to reward her for her righteous deeds in the accident of the underworld.

And the building under his feet was also built for Xixing Yao and Xixing Temple Yuyuko, mobilizing millions of ghosts.

There is no other way, since the Westbound Demon is not willing to come down while hanging in the air, so he can only find a way to build a castle in the air.

This building was named 'The Nether White Jade Building'.

In the future, it will be the residence of Yuyuko Saigyouji, and it will be convenient for her to manage the ghosts of the underworld by the way.

Following the suggestions of Soul Soul Yaoji and Xixingji Yulian, the courtyard refers to the house of the Saikyoji family and the style of Heianjing to a certain extent.

Today is the first day of completion of the Nether White Jade Building.

Four Seasons Yingji came here to visit with the Old Man of the Mountain, Soul Yaoji and Xixing Temple Youlian.

Apart from the desperately long staircase, there is nothing wrong with the whole building, which can definitely be called high-quality engineering.

"Your Excellency, the Man of the Mountain, it's time for me to go back to the Hall of Judgment to deal with other tasks. It is not easy to steal half a day of leisure today."

"Go." The old man of the mountain nodded, and reminded him a little: "The working mode of the underworld should also be changed. If the population on the ground ushers in a big explosion in the future, the small land of Dongying alone will There are hundreds of millions of people, so what should you do?"

Siji Yingji fell silent, she knew the identity of the man from a foreign land, and she understood that the other party was definitely not trying to scare people.

"I will make suggestions to Yama of the Ten Temples. How to improve it also needs to be explored and studied. This is a time-consuming and laborious long-term task."

"It's good to have this awareness. You can also pay more attention to the development of technology in the world and communicate with the West. There is no harm."

"Thank you for your guidance. I think Lisa is a good opportunity. With her help to bridge the gap, it shouldn't be a big problem."

After finishing speaking, Siji Yingji stood up, and when she was about to leave straight away, she was stopped by Xixing Temple Youlian who approached at some unknown time.

"Sir Shiki, please wait a moment. I happen to have something that I would like to ask you for help with."

The sword spirit girl pulled Yan Mo Lolita out of the courtyard, intending to see her off while saying what she wanted to ask for on the way.

After watching the two people leave, the old man of the mountain turned his attention to Xi Xing Yao, and his blue eyes saw Youyouzi sleeping peacefully in the heart of the tree.

Dots of black and white fluorescence linger around the girl, they are fragments of the light feather of life and death, and the power of reincarnation has been absorbed by the girl and the cherry tree.

"It's almost time. Youyuko estimates that she will wake up from her slumber in the next two days, and I have prepared a surprise for her..."

At this moment, Saigyouji Yuyuko is still immersed in a wonderful dream, going on adventures in a bizarre world.

On the other side of the Forgotten River, the girl landed on the bank of the Santu River, with the black sky above her head and red flowers beneath her feet.

It is gloomy and cold here, with only one bridge and the old man on the bridge who keeps a pot of soup every year.

All kinds of people walked past her, walked onto the bridge, drank the soup in the bowl, and hurried down the bridge.

When some people walked by, the girl would hear lingering sobs, the promise of life after life, which made her feel pity.

But the old man on the bridge didn't seem to hear anything, and he was still serving soup as usual, unmoved by any love hardships, sorrows and joys.

The girl sat alone among the flowers on the other side, watching the people coming and going on the bridge, crying and drinking the soup, her face gradually becoming blank but still shedding tears.

Reincarnation is the cycle of life and death, the beginning and the end of everything, but a new beginning also means cutting off all the fetters of the past.

'Why must one forget everything? '

The girl asked in her heart, and a slightly cold voice answered.

'This is the rule of heaven and earth. In order to maintain order and promote the development of all living beings, it is always best to scribble on blank paper. '

The girl raised her head and saw an angel with black and white wings floating in front of her eyes. There was no emotion in her dark purple eyes.

'Promote the development of sentient beings?But everyone's life hasn't changed much. They are running around for food from birth to death, repeating the same thing every day. '

'This is not something that can be changed in just tens of hundreds of years, but changes measured in units of tens of millions of years, and people are still accumulating. '

The consciousness projection of the angel of reincarnation looked down at the bustling Naihe Bridge, looking at the dead souls who wanted to escape but were held down by ghost guards and forced to drink soup.

'Tens of thousands of years ago, your ancestors could only drill wood to make fire and make grass to make clothes. Isn't life better now than then? '

The girl was speechless, she thought of the ancient great monster Yong Ye, and the description of the struggle of the ancient human race by the man of the mountain at that time, and the torch was passed on from generation to generation.

"Going back and forth is the meaning of reincarnation. We only exist to maintain the reincarnation of death and life. The future of all living beings should be fought for by all living beings themselves."

The angel of reincarnation quietly dispersed, and the girl sat on the bank of the Santu River in a sense of loss, hearing the melodious and loud boat song in the distance.

"The still water flows deep into a boat, and the setting sun floats a river of sorrow. Looking back, I go with the waves without regret, and the flowers on the other side reflect the tomb on the other side."

The girl couldn't help but looked in the direction of the singing. The red-haired and red-eyed death girl was singing loudly while holding the oars.

"Three trips to Mingqian to attract souls, set the boat and listen to it. Crossing the middle of the song in the eight layers of fog, and returning to the other side."

The girl's consciousness began to blur, she couldn't see the face of the death girl clearly, she only remembered that the other party's hair was as bright red as the flower of the other side.

When Yuyuko woke up again, she had already stood under the Saigoyao, and saw the familiar courtyard in the rain of cherry blossoms.

"Yuyuko, welcome back."

You Lian of Xixing Temple stepped forward and hugged her, bringing the dazed girl back to her senses.

"You Lian? Where are we? Are we going back to Saigyouji's house?"

"No, we are in the underworld now, and this is your new home."

Youyuko Xixingji still didn't understand the situation, she couldn't help but looked around the courtyard in front of her, and saw the old figure that Dao hadn't seen for a long time.