People are traveling to the west, starting to steal ginseng fruit

"Take it. When you travel through the Three Realms in the future, my thin face can also play a role."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Ji Luo was not overly polite, knowing that this was also a kind of recognition from his elders.

"I'll find you a magic weapon in a few days as a reward for your hard work. What's your weapon?"

Queen Houtu asked.

The matter of the Book of Life and Death was a sudden idea of ​​hers. In her heart, she did not regard it as a reward for Ji Luo's help to her, but planned to find a magic weapon for Ji Luo herself.

"Um... Madam, I already have a very handy magical weapon."

Empress Hou Tu thought the boy was being polite, so she said, "There's no need to be polite between us. Since I've asked you, I'm going to do my best to find it for you. The magic weapon I bring out will not disappoint you."

"Your Majesty, you have misunderstood. I do have weapons bestowed upon me by my elders."

After saying that, Ji Luo summoned the Seven Star Sword.

After seeing the Seven Star Sword, Empress Hou Tu was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked, "Senior Brother, did you give me this sword too?"

"Well, last time, Emperor Gou Chen saw that I didn't have a suitable weapon, so he rewarded me with a magic weapon I used when I was young."

Ji Luo replied truthfully.

After hearing this, Empress Hou Tu rolled her eyes at her senior brother. He spoke so magnanimously. The Seven Star Sword was his personal sword, and he had indeed used it when he was young. But there was no rule that prohibited it after achieving great success in cultivation! It was just that he didn't need it anymore.

My love for it has never diminished. I didn't expect that he would be so willing to give it to this kid directly.

This made Hou Tu Niangniang a little unsure about how to give the gifts. If the gifts she gave were too ordinary, they would not match her status. Ji Luo was indeed not short of weapons and magic treasures.

"This sword is indeed a good thing. It was very precious to me back then. So the gift I give you can't be simple. I'll think about it when I get back and give it to you then."

Hou Tu Niangniang promised.

Ji Luo said that there was no need to be so polite, but Hou Tu Niangniang waved her hand to signal him not to say that.

"Now that the matter is settled, do you want to go back by yourself, or should I take you back?"

"I won't bother you, Madam."

Ji Luo did not waste the other party's time. He also realized that Hou Tu Niangniang seemed to have a lot of things to do.

This is the case. The things caused by the spirits of the underworld have left her with a lot of things to settle. These are all major matters related to the six realms of reincarnation and cannot be taken lightly.

If it is not handled properly, it will affect the order of the three realms.

Hou Tu Niangniang was also anxious to deal with this matter, otherwise she would have sent Ji Luo back personally.

After Ji Luo returned, Hou Tu Niangniang returned to her serious and unapproachable appearance as one of the Four Emperors.

When she arrived in the underworld, all beings stood there obediently.

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Ji Luo left Fengdu and flew towards Wanshou Mountain.

It was a peaceful journey at first.

In the evening, when Ji Luo passed by a mountain village, he heard deafening crying.

Feeling puzzled, he stopped at the edge of the village and listened curiously for a while, and found that a family was crying miserably in the mourning hall.

The villagers also stood helplessly at the door.

"Fellow villager, I was passing by and heard the deafening cries. Was there some injustice that happened?"

Ji Luo asked curiously.

He checked around and didn't see any demonic presence, so it couldn't be a monster harming anyone.

When the villagers saw Ji Luo in his Taoist robes and handsome appearance, they immediately regarded him as a master and replied respectfully, "Alas, this is just bad luck for the scholar. He just passed the imperial examination and his wife got pregnant. Before he could enjoy his good life, he died unjustly."

"Unjust death? The government doesn't care?"

"Master, you don't know that this scholar's unjust death was not just an ordinary unjust death, but an unjust death caused by God!"

The villagers began to tell the story in detail.

It turned out that the scholar's family was poor, and his mother raised him with great difficulty. Not far from them there was an old immortal who was very famous for fortune-telling. He had been fortune-telling for decades without any mistakes. The scholar's mother had told the scholar's fortune, and the old immortal said that the scholar was destined to enjoy a happy life, and after all the hardships he would be rewarded with happiness, he would live a long life of a hundred years.

Later, the old immortal calculated the time for the scholar to pass the imperial examination correctly, and his childhood sweetheart always stayed by his side, never minding his poor family. But now, before his good days came, he died suddenly.

The death was very strange, the person disappeared in the dream.

The official uniform was also checked, and the final conclusion was that the death was natural causes.

The scholar's mother went to the old immortal for help again. When the old immortal heard the news, he said it was impossible. He said that the scholar would be rich and live a long life, so how could an accident happen to him!

After three calculations, the result was that the scholar should not have died. Finally, the conclusion was drawn that the scholar died unjustly and his soul was taken away by the underworld by mistake.

Today is the first seven days.

The old immortal wanted to personally argue with the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon.

The villagers wanted to watch the fun.

It was late at night.

The old immortal inside came out and drove people away.

"Go home quickly, close the doors and windows, what are you watching? If the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Monsters see you, they'll snatch your souls away!"

The old immortal was very prestigious, and after hearing what he said, the surrounding villagers immediately went home obediently.

Only Ji Luo was left standing there curiously.

"Fellow Taoist, what is this?"

The old immortal saw that Ji Luo had a handsome face and an outstanding temperament in his Taoist robes. He knew at first glance that he was an upright Taoist. He stepped forward and saluted and asked:

Ji Luo returned the greeting and said, "I was passing by here and heard the deafening crying. I was curious and came here to ask for information."

When the old Taoist heard Ji Luo say this, he knew that he was a good person and probably thought that some injustice had happened here.

"I think you've found out everything, fellow Daoist?"

Ji Luo nodded.

"Then you may as well watch from the side. You can also help bear witness when I am arguing with you later. But remember to keep quiet. If you don't speak, the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons won't be able to affect you."

The old Taoist priest explained it in great detail.

“I’m willing to contribute my little bit.”

Ji Luo was also curious about how the old Taoist priest reasoned with the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons.

The old Taoist priest invited Ji Luo to the mourning hall.

There was an old woman and a young lady in the mourning hall. When they saw Ji Luo and saw the old Taoist priest shook his head, they did not ask any questions. This shows how popular the title of the old Taoist priest, the old immortal, was.

Ji Luo stayed in a corner without saying a word. After midnight, the wind outside seemed to be stronger.

call……

Some of the paper money in the basin was blown away.

"Ah? Old Immortal?"

The two women in the mourning hall looked a little panicked.

The old Taoist priest was much calmer.

"Calm down! Continue burning paper money and crying without stopping. The more you cry, the higher the chances of the scholar's resurrection."

After hearing the old Taoist priest's words, the two women immediately burned paper money and cried.

"My son... your death was so unjust!"

"Wuwu...Husband...My husband! What will happen to our child if you leave..."

Both women cried with genuine emotion, and the gloomy wind around them subsided a lot.

Ji Luo, who was standing next to him, felt some movement, and the Book of Life and Death in his mind seemed to sense something.

Ji Luo looked towards the door.

There seemed to be thick fog around, and when the fog dissipated, there was the sound of chains.

"Mother! Mei'er!"

A young ghost in shackles was very excited when he saw the two women in the mourning hall and wanted to go up and talk to them.

"How dare you! Don't forget what the King of Hell told you! You are a ghost, not a human! Humans and ghosts are on different paths. If you come into contact with a living person without permission and mess up the yin and yang, can you bear the responsibility?"

Niutou held him down and said.

The scholar's ghost immediately knelt down and begged, "My Lords! I died unjustly! The King of Hell also said I didn't deserve to die! Please, for this reason, let me have a word with my mother and wife! I left in such a hurry that I didn't even have time to say goodbye!"

"Nonsense! Life and death are determined by fate! How can the underworld, which controls reincarnation, make mistakes? Your situation is special, and the King of Hell is considering giving you a special fate. This is a reward for your good deeds! How can ordinary people be so blessed? Just take a look and go back! Don't push your luck!"

Horse-Faced Guard also scolded.

The scholar knelt there crying, not knowing what to say.

He didn't want to be some ghost messenger. He had just passed the imperial examination, hadn't yet fulfilled his filial duty to his mother, and his wife hadn't even enjoyed happiness with him, so how could he die?

The scholar is not stupid. When he was in the Hall of Hell, the King of Hell did not sentence him, which means he should not die!

Moreover, the old fortune teller also said that he was destined to live a long life!

"Please stay, my two officers!"

The old Taoist priest was originally sitting there, but when he saw this he suddenly stepped forward and said.

The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons were also shocked when they saw this.

"Who are you, monk? What do you want to do? Those of you who are working in the underworld, please disperse!"

After realizing what was happening, the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons also scolded.

The old Taoist priest was not intimidated.

The Ox-Head and Horse-Face are essentially just evil spirits from the underworld, but they are more famous among the people.

"Sir, please don't misunderstand me. I'm just an ordinary cultivator. I have no ill intentions. I just have a question I don't understand."

The old Taoist priest behaved very politely.

The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Guards couldn't see the old Taoist's power clearly, so they didn't act too aggressively, fearing that they would anger him and get beaten up.

Although they have the support of the underworld behind them, the support only came after the fact.

If I had eaten it at that time, I would have really eaten it.

"What problem are you talking about?"

The Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demon asked vigilantly.

"I am well versed in divination and can discern some of the secrets of heaven. The scholar's longevity star is bright, indicating that his life span has not yet ended. Why did you two officers detain his soul?"

In response to the old Taoist priest's question, the Ox-Head and Horse-Face looked at each other and thought to themselves that something was wrong.

"What do you, a mortal, know? This is an errand for the underworld!"

"Even the underworld has to follow the laws of heaven, right?"

The old Taoist's words silenced the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons. They knew that the old Taoist had some skills and they couldn't fool him.

"Since you are so skilled, we will not hide it from you. There is indeed a problem with this matter, but it is a problem that neither you nor I can solve. Even the King of Hell is helpless. Otherwise, why would he reward him with a mortal ghost messenger? You also understand that being a ghost messenger is not easy, right?"

The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons described things in such detail that the old Taoist priest didn't know what to say. At first, he thought that this was an injustice, so it would be reasonable for him to help redress the injustice even if he had to meet the King of Hell. But now it seems that this is not the case.

Moreover, the old Taoist priest knew that not everyone could be a ghost messenger. He thought that the scholar's ancestors had not done any good deeds, so how could the King of Hell be willing to give him such a benefit... This matter would be difficult.

"The Book of Life and Death made the wrong decision about the scholar's life or death. There is only one way to change this: to change the Book of Life and Death."

After hearing what the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon said, the old Taoist priest fell silent.

No one can change the Book of Life and Death. Even the King of Hell cannot tamper with it privately.

"Old Immortal, help me! I'm innocent, I don't want to die! I still want to provide for my mother in her old age!"

Seeing this, the scholar also began to cry and ask for help.

"It just so happens that you know this scholar, so why not comfort him? Wouldn't it be better to drink Meng Po soup and become a ghost messenger than to enjoy happiness in the world of the living?"

The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons also took the opportunity to persuade the old Taoist priest.