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Fang Zuo asked again, why the underworld was empty, but there was an old drum whose realm he himself could not understand left here.

"Now that I'm gone, what will happen to the wandering souls who stray into this place in the future? Who will send them back?"

Lao Gu glared, then slowly lowered his eyes, his expression somewhat sad:

"I can't send you off much longer. I'm about to vanish into thin air. You said you'd come pick me up, but you haven't even sent me a letter in all these years."

“I don’t know if they can gain a foothold there.”

"Fortunately, the last trace of this place left in your souls will soon disappear, and then you will all forget it."

"From now on, no one will come here again, even if their soul wanders..."

"Forget it, just forget it, it's okay to forget it."

"Forget all about the Three Realms and Five Elements, demons, ghosts, gods, and immortals."

"If the underworld doesn't even exist, who knows what reincarnation is."

"From now on, it will be a new world and a new way of heaven."

Lao Gu sighed deeply, and seeing Fang Zuo was about to ask another question, he interrupted:

"Don't ask anymore. I still need to save some energy to send back the wandering souls that come here later."

"Fellow cultivator, please do as you please. With your soul, you don't need my escort to return. Just walk out of the underworld."

After saying this, the facial features on the drum head retracted, and it turned into a drum that couldn't be more ordinary.

Everything became quiet again, so quiet that even breathing could be heard, as if it were a dream.

Fang Zuo walked in the Yama Hall, looking around, hoping to find something.

After a few steps forward.

But there are signs of emptying everywhere.

Except for a few broken shackles and a few rotten chairs.

There were a few scattered Buddhist beads on the ground.

And a dining table.

suddenly.

Fang Zuo's eyes narrowed, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

He strode forward.

A mottled, old and tattered booklet was placed on the table in the hall.

There were three large seal characters written on this torn booklet.

Book of life and death.

Fang Zuo's soul shook violently. He never thought that the legendary treasure of the underworld was placed here.

Just put it there openly.

There is nothing protecting it.

It's like a piece of discarded garbage.

It seemed like it was waiting for Fang Zuo to take it.

Is it possible that the underworld is moving so hastily?

Even such important things are placed here?

Is this the foundation for my enlightenment?

Fang Zuo's heart of Taoism was beating violently, forcing himself to reach out and take the Book of Life and Death.

Fang Zuo tried his best to suppress his restless heart and soul.

Stare closely at this booklet.

Grit your teeth to resist this huge throbbing.

then

He suddenly turned his head and turned around.

Fang opened his left hand, put away the remaining shackles and torture instruments in the hall, and picked up a few tables and chairs.

Then he bent down and picked up a few Buddhist beads.

In the end, he even didn't let go of the drumstick that had just fallen to the ground and that the old drummer used to scratch his itch.

Collected them all.

But he didn't touch the Book of Life and Death.

The Book of Earth, one of the three books of Heaven, Earth and Man.

After Fang Zuo had looted everything, he continued to suppress the restlessness in his body and strode out of the Yama Palace.

"Ah!!!" After Fang Zuo left, Lao Gu's features reappeared, his face filled with disappointment: "What a pity! Such a good spark, such a strong heart of Taoism, and such cultivation, he is the best candidate."

"But why doesn't he have any greed at all? Isn't his determination to follow the Tao at all?"

"To those of you who have left, it's not that I haven't tried my best, it's simply that you are destined to face this calamity. Please continue to wait."

Lao Gu sighed, his expression changed, and he habitually wanted to fly up the drumstick to scratch the itch.

But the ground was empty.

Looking again, the shackles were gone.

All the chairs were taken away.

The Buddhist beads that were torn apart during the dispute with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva were also taken away.

"How can this be described as not having greed, or not having a shaken heart? This is simply like robbers entering a den." Lao Gu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This last Nascent Soul cultivator is truly extraordinary. He was a really good candidate, but what a pity..."

As he spoke regretfully, the hall flashed.

Another confused young man, wearing a wrinkled suit and a tie hanging around his neck, walked in drunk and with a sad face.

"Fuck, is this the Hall of Yama? Was I really hit to death? I'm so damn unlucky..." the young man cursed.

Seeing this, Lao Gu quickly put away his expression and once again welcomed the wandering soul that had strayed into this place, staring at him intently.

Look at the soul of this young man who is full of curiosity, touching here and there.

I just hope he can touch the book of life and death.

After Fang Zuo's soul stepped out of the Yama Palace.

In an instant, a thought lasts forever.

It was as if I had experienced countless dimensions and jumped through countless wormholes.

Returned to Fang Zuo's original body.

Fang Zuo frowned, feeling weak.

The entire Yama Palace was empty.

The underworld, the Ten Kings of Hell, Judge Wuchang, and even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva are gone.

If hell is not empty, I will never become a Buddha.

I don’t know if this can be considered as fulfilling the great wish made by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

As for the Book of Life and Death.

Fang Zuo sneered.

I'm not a fool.

Everything has been moved into this state, and a book of life and death is left on the table. What a huge cause and effect is waiting for future generations.

Fang Zuo is not timid. Great deeds will naturally lead to great consequences.

However, this arranged path is not one's own path.

Such a huge cause and effect must have a huge reason.

When even the gods and Buddhas in the sky can’t solve a problem, find a human soul to take the blame.

It can be seen how difficult the road ahead will be after obtaining the Book of Life and Death. This is almost imaginable.

Just as Fang Zuo was pondering, a ferocious voice shouted, "We found you, thief."

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In the living room of the Iwasaki family's huge villa.

The sorcerer was an old woman called Madam Lunpeng, standing in the middle with a pale face.

Iwasaki Hayabusa knelt beside him, trembling.

The head of the Iwasaki family, Iwasaki Hitoto, sat in an electric wheelchair, looking at the old woman with a serious expression, his hands tightly gripping the sides of the electric wheelchair.

Next to him stood Bai Huizi, the beautiful woman from the Spiritual Opposition Society.

"And then?" Iwasaki Jinto asked in a deep voice, "Tell me! What happens after the disaster?"

There was a hint of suppressed anger in his voice.

"Then I was attacked back. The Kumantong that I had kept in captivity for decades also died. I couldn't get any information from it. It died completely." Mrs. Lunpeng said with heartache.

This was the result of decades of hard work, and it helped her defeat many enemies, but now she was annihilated without even seeing her opponent.

"Mrs. Lunpeng, you said you only saw a golden light, didn't see anyone take action, and even Shiraishi Nagimitsu hadn't reacted yet, and everything was over?" Baihuizi frowned, somewhat incredulous.

"Momoko, what do you think of Shiraishi Nagimitsu? You are already one of the top Onmyoji in Japan." Iwasaki Jinto rubbed his brows and asked, "Is Shiraishi Nagimitsu always pretending? Is she also an Onmyoji herself?"

"No... If that's the case, then there's nothing to worry about." Bai Huizi shook her head. "I'm just worried that there's someone powerful behind Shiraishi Nagimitsu protecting her. No wonder when I talked to her last night, she didn't care at all that the demon tribe was going to assassinate her. She wasn't even a little worried."

"Now that I think about it, it's all because of how powerful the people behind her are."

"Powerful? How powerful?" Iwasaki Jinto asked tiredly, "Powerful enough to surpass you, a member of the spiritual opposition council?"

He glanced at Iwasaki Hayato coldly.

These ignorant brats have caused such a big disaster just after returning. Are they going to kill the Iwasaki family?

"Very powerful, beyond my comprehension. No one in the Lingyi Society can be stronger than him." Baihuizi's face flushed with excitement, and the cotton fabric of her thong was slightly damp.

It turns out that there is such a powerful person by my side.

Is it a man?

Bai Huizi suddenly became very excited.

Been waiting for so many years.

"We, the Yin-Yang masters of the Lingyi Society, can resist these witchcrafts if we are near the victim, but we can't do that if we are not around. We can easily kill the Kumantong and resist the black magic." Bai Huizi said, rubbing her legs. "These methods are beyond our imagination. That person is very powerful!"

Iwasaki Hito patted the wheelchair lightly.

Dozens of men in black upstairs pointed their guns at the old woman.

Several men in black also walked into the hall, pointing guns at Mrs. Lunpeng.

There was a faint aura surging from the sides of the rooms nearby, and several cultivators and strange men walked out, locking their eyes on Madam Lunpeng.

"Master Iwasaki, what are you doing? You can't do this to me. I have helped the Iwasaki family a lot over the past few decades." Mrs. Lunpeng said in horror.

"When I recruited you, I told you that you were to serve me, not the rest of the Iwasaki family," Iwasaki Hito said coldly. "You broke my rules, Madam Lunpeng. No matter how these guys begged and promised, you shouldn't have agreed to their demands and worked for them."

"And you, Iwasaki Hayabusa, you brought such great trouble to the family after returning, and all for a woman." Iwasaki Hito's electric wheelchair rolled in front of Iwasaki Hayabusa. "I've taught you countless times not to let women blind your ambitions, you useless fool."

"I'm sorry, head of the family. I couldn't control myself the first time I saw Shiraishi Nagimitsu." Iwasaki Hayabusa crawled on the ground, lowered his head and cried.

"Are you the only one who covets that woman, Shiraishi Nagimitsu? Countless men and even women in Tokyo dream of getting her." Iwasaki Jinto showed a look of disappointment. "If she's so easy to get, how could you get her?"

"Idiot, if you want something, just pursue it openly. If you can win over Shiraishi Nagimitsu, I will pass the position of head of the family to you. But you actually resorted to such means. It would have been fine if you had used them, but you actually failed."

"Now, you have provoked a powerful enemy for the Iwasaki family. Do you know that Mitsubishi Group's military orders this time are only half of what they were before? At such a critical moment, you actually did such a stupid thing."

"I'm sorry, Master, please forgive me and give me another chance." Iwasaki Hayabusa said while kowtowing continuously.

"Chance? Of course I will give you a chance." Iwasaki Jinto sighed and said to the woman next to him, "I will also give you a chance. You should reflect on yourself during this period."

Iwasaki Hito said this and waved his hand.