The Millennium After Dying Young Chapter 63: Underworld
Hell, Huangquan Road.
This is an avenue paved with bluestone slabs, about two feet wide, blocked by two walls that cannot be seen from the top to the left and right, and there are countless scary patterns written on it. There is a faint green air on both sides, gathering but not dispersing, some of them turned into human figures, struggling and turning over by the roadside.
When a ghost passes by, they will make a pose to attract the ghost to pass by. If the ghost passes by, it will be eaten away without leaving any residue, and the human form transformed by the green energy will become more solid. There are as many as three or five such monsters.
At the end of the road stands a stone monument, about two meters wide, hundreds of feet high, majestic and majestic.
Probably after a long time, there are already signs of cracks on the surface of the stele, and the spider-like cracks are intertwined together, which does not affect the stele itself, but gives it a heavy sense of vicissitudes. Whenever a ghost passes by, it will be shocked by the pressure of the aura, and then lose its spirit, walking forward like a walking dead, which is called a miracle.
Looking closer, we can see that there are densely packed strange characters engraved on the stele, like tadpoles, making it impossible to read.
This road is deserted all year round, and the air is filled with a lingering sense of depression. Even three or five ghosts passing by occasionally will not spoil the atmosphere.
At this time, a group of “persons” are coming from a far corner.
Headed by a middle-aged man in a suit and tie.
He is imposing, with a steady pace, and his short hair is full of energy.
Behind him, a group of Yin Division headed by Black and White Wuchang and Judge are closely following.
While passing by a figure that had transformed into green energy, that guy quickly twisted his waist, as if he wanted to attract this group of “people” to him.
The middle-aged uncle suddenly stopped, pointed at the youthful figure, frowned and said, “Why do you still have these things?”
The judge dressed as an ancient official greeted him immediately, and explained with a bitter face: “Yan Jun, this is Huangquan Road, there are countless ghosts passing by every day, and it is normal to leave some resentment…”
“This king didn’t say this!” Yan Jun waved his hand and said dissatisfiedly: “Didn’t I tell you a few days ago to ask someone to transplant some flowers from the other side, why hasn’t it been implemented yet? Let these things in This is a demon, some ghosts have been swallowed, one or two is fine, if there are too many, you can go to the emperor to explain?”
“This…”
As soon as the judge heard this, he broke out in cold sweat, and hurriedly said “Ouch”: “Yan Jun doesn’t know something, when you said it before, I ordered someone to handle it, but it withered soon after it was moved. Use it!”
“The flowers of the other bank are extremely yin things. They grow by the Santu River all the year round. They are dry here and cannot survive! In other words, they are not acclimatized to the soil and water.” Ask them.”
Seeing black and white impermanence and other ghosts nodding together, Yan Jun murmured: “Of course this king knows about this matter, why do you need to say it?”
The judge got bored and rolled his eyes.
The faces of the ghosts were expressionless, obviously numb to this scene.
The judge glared at them angrily: “Go, go and break up those things!”
All the ghosts left at the sound, smashing the humanoid monsters to pieces within a short while, but the shattered resentment is still floating in place, there is no doubt that as long as they are given enough time, they will gather again .
Bai Wuchang and the others can dispel the formed resentment, but they cannot completely eradicate it.
But they have no shame at all about this, because this is an old problem that has existed in the underworld for thousands of years, and it cannot be solved at their level.
If the grievances could be resolved easily, there wouldn’t be so many evil spirits stewing in the frying pan. The hostility on those guys is the illusion of resentment.
Huangquan Road is full of resentment. There is no doubt that this is a major environmental pollution problem that needs to be solved urgently!
And all the ghosts including Yan Jun are helpless.
There are two solutions, one is to get an exhaust pipe to connect these grievances into the oil pan, and cook them in hellfire for hundreds of years before they can be resolved. This is an excellent method, but it has not been able to be implemented because there is no material that can accommodate grievances.
The second is to ask the emperor to take action. Once he comes, the whole road will be clean. But that guy would only make a move once every hundred years, so if I go to him now, I’m afraid I’ll be overwhelmed.
In summary, there is no solution.
Yan Jun frowned, and pondered: “I’ll ask Chacha later, if they have developed related products, and if there are some, get some, otherwise, if things go on like this, I’m afraid something will happen.”
The eyes of all the ghosts, including the judge, brightened when they heard the words, it must be a masterpiece produced by Youming!
It’s just…the price is super expensive!
Don’t think that everything belongs to the underworld, and things can be taken for nothing. There is a price, and it is extremely high. I still remember that the batch of communicators purchased last time made Yan Jun depressed for a long time, not knowing how much it would cost to buy them.
Thinking of this matter, the judge has a headache. Nether things are so expensive that it doesn’t make sense!
However, seeing Yan Jun’s relaxed expression, the judge was taken aback again: “Could it be that the funds have already been approved?”
“You know a lot!” Yan Jun scolded, but soon laughed again: “Yes, this time, I have to thank that Xu Le again. If it weren’t for him, I’m afraid it would not be so easy. You guys Ah…”
All the ghost messengers were blushed by Yan Jun’s emotion, this battle made them lose face, 30,000 ghost messengers lost thousands of dollars, this price is not small. The most terrible thing is that the task has not been completed with such a huge loss, and some guy was alone to settle it. This gap makes one’s scalp tingle just thinking about it.
How fierce is that guy? !
Black and white Wuchang and Ma Mian complained silently in their hearts, while other officials of the underworld who had never heard of Xu Le’s name kept gasping after hearing Bai Wuchang and others’ explanation.
From then on, they remembered that there was such a ferocious cultivator in the world, his name was Xu Le, and his strength was beyond imagination!
The crowd continued to move towards the stele, and at this time the judge seemed to have remembered something, and hurriedly said: “Actually, the resentment here is second to none. Recently, I heard that there are many places where resentment gathers in the world. What should I do?”
Yan Jun pondered for a while and said: “We will talk about this later.”
The judge stopped talking.
A group of people came to the stone tablet, respectful.
Yan Jun stepped forward and clicked a few times on the stone tablet from the air, and a small string of tadpole characters suddenly appeared on the stone tablet.
When all the ghost officials saw this line of writing, they all looked a little surprised, only Hei Hei Wu Chang and others looked calm, as if they took it for granted.
I just heard Yan Jun say: “That Xu Le has contributed a lot to my underworld. The honorary adviser of the underworld in the world enjoys the treatment of a general, but is not under the jurisdiction, Xiaobai, please convey this meaning to the past.”
“Yes!” Bai Wuchang said with a bow.
All the ghosts showed envy.
Yan Jun stopped talking, waved his hand, and went back home.
On the way back, Yan Jun called Bai Wuchang to his side and asked, “Have you found it yet?”
Bai Wuchang instantly understood who the other party was asking, and hurriedly replied: “No, I have searched many places in the past two days, and there is no trace of the bull’s head.”
Yan Jun narrowed his eyes, and a gloomy look flashed across his face.
For Xu Le, the matter of Boshan has long since ended. But on the underworld side, it is just the beginning, because of them, there is one less general!
This is definitely a great shame for the underworld!
After a long time, Yan Jun let out a long sigh.
“Looks like it’s time to go to the sea of blood.”