Daughter-in-law

Chapter 491 Under the seat of Lord Taishan Mansion
The three paper puppets turned around and led us towards the village.

Duanmuqing walked behind, pointed to the old man in the lead and asked me, "Are they also paper figurines?"

I smiled, stretched out my finger, and lightly poked the old man's shoulder.

With a puff, his fingers directly poked a hole in his shoulder.

The old man looked back at me and smiled indifferently.

He was originally a puppet, and his body was just paper, so a hole would have no effect on him at all.

"Damn it, it's really a paper figurine." Duanmuqing's eyes widened with curiosity.

After a while, the three puppets led us to a yard. This yard was a deserted yard full of weeds. I don't know how long it had been deserted.

Taking us into the yard, those paper figurines stood respectfully in front of a door. The old man stepped forward, stretched out his hand and opened the door, and said in a low voice, "Master, the guests have come."

There was no sound inside, the old man stood by the door and made a gesture of invitation to us with a smile on his face.

Without hesitation, I walked in directly. Lao Dao and Duanmuqing hesitated for a moment, and followed in.

The room was very dark. The house had been abandoned for an unknown amount of time, and it was no longer suitable for living. It was full of dust and cobwebs.

At this time, there is an old-fashioned chair in the middle of the room, and an old man is half lying on the chair.

The man was old and out of shape, the skin on his face was folded, layer by layer, and he didn't look like a living person at all.

Only a pair of small eyes still exude a trace of luster.

"So it's the local headhunters and undercover agents. I said who is so bold and dares to meddle in my business."

Seeing us coming in, the old man made a sound.

It's just that the voice was hoarse and unpleasant, just like the sound made by hanging clay pots with bamboo, which made people's skin crawl.

I stared at the old man in front of me, and couldn't help frowning.

The breath on his body is a bit weird, very dark, but it is completely different from the general ghost, but has a bit of the breath of the underworld.

But this old man is not a ghost, but has a flesh body.

Moreover, this physical body is different from that of ordinary yin errands. The mortal body chosen by yin errands in Yangjian is to resurrect the soul from a dead body, and that body is not theirs at all.

But the old man's physical body was obviously his own.

He has the breath of the underworld, and it is very likely that he came from the underworld.

There are ghosts with their own physical bodies in the underworld, and they are all existences at the level of Yin gods. Could it be that this old guy is a Yin god who escaped from the underworld!

Thinking of this, my heart moved, and I winked at Lao Dao and Duanmuqing, telling them that this old guy is not easy to deal with.

"Are you from the underworld?" I stepped forward and asked him.

Hearing what I said, he raised his eyelids and glanced at me, and then said: "Little Yin has good eyesight, and you can see it."

Hearing his confession, I frowned, and then asked: "Who are you, what are you doing in the underworld, and why are you taking away the souls of those people?"

Hearing my words, the old man leaned back on the chair, laughed out loud, and said, "Little errand, his tone is not small, you know, for a character like you, if I kill you in the underworld, you will be killed." It's as simple as crushing an ant."

I sneered, looked at him and said coldly: "You're mistaken, this is not a hell, and it's not as easy as you think to kill me."

Hearing what I said, he laughed again, and then raised his hand hard.

Following his movement, the door that was originally opened closed with a bang, and immediately after that, the room was filled with thick Yin Qi.

I took a deep breath, felt the pure Yin Qi, and my heart couldn't help being shocked. This old thing really came from the underworld, and it is almost certain that it is a Yin God who can control such pure Yin Qi. that's it.

"Since you're here, stay here. I can't let the lackeys of the underworld know that your soul just happens to be my tonic."

The old man sitting on the master chair looked at us and said coldly.

"Do you think you can keep me because you are the Yin God?" I smiled, took another step forward, and took a deep breath.

Following my movements, the soul blood stretched out by the divine soul kept turning, and ten long nails grew out immediately.

Sensing the aura on my body, the old man was stunned, and stared at me with his eyes wide open.

"This breath, this breath, are you the one!" the old man said a little excitedly.

I originally wanted to take care of this old guy, but now that I heard his words, I couldn't help but stop, looked at him with a frown and asked, "You know me?"

Struggling, the old man slid off the grand teacher's chair, knelt down on the ground with a plop, looked up at me, and said excitedly, "You are Mr. Yinggou?"

I don't know why he was so excited, I was a little stunned for a while.

Now that he has already knelt down, I am too embarrassed to do it again, so I asked him, "How do you know me?"

"It really is you, it really is you, I came to this world just to find you!"

Hearing my words, the old man almost prostrated himself on the ground, his voice trembling with excitement.

Looking at the old man on the ground, I was completely dumbfounded.

He is from the Underworld, and he is the Yin God of the Underworld. Although I have been to the Underworld several times, I have never come into contact with other Yin Gods except for that beautiful King Biancheng. Why does he want me?
"Who are you, do we know each other?" I looked at the old man kneeling on the ground and couldn't help asking him.

Hearing my words, the old man raised his head, and then said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty of Taishan Mansion, the judge, Yan Ping, has seen Mr. Yinggou!"

This time it's my turn to be stunned, he is the general judge under the seat of Taishan Mansion!

I have very complicated feelings about the lineage of Taishan Fujun in the underworld, because now I almost know that my grandfather is the first generation of Taishan Fujun.

It's just that the current lineage of Taishanfujun has been completely controlled by Ksitigarbha, and the so-called Taishanfujun's 500-year rotation is no longer what it used to be.

I looked at the old man on the ground, and I really couldn't figure out why he came to Yangjian to find me.

At this time, Lao Dao and Duan Muqing were completely stunned after the old man announced his name.

The judge who sat down with Lord Taishan is an absolute existence of the level of Yin God. How could this guy come to the yang world?
"What do you want from me?" I looked at him and asked him again.

Hearing my words, the old man kowtowed again, then sighed with sadness on his face, and said quietly: "Master Yinggou, the lineage of Taishan Mansion Lord has been removed from the underworld."

"What did you say!"

Hearing his words, I couldn't help it any longer, and was taken aback.

(End of this chapter)