Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 338 Think Good, This May Not Be Your Son
After figuring out the reason, Shen Jian hung up the phone.

He wasn't interested in knowing what happened next.

The whole thing is nothing more than a coincidence in Binhai City where a large Yin Qi place occurred, and it wanted to quietly occupy it for itself without alarming other cities.

But he wrongly underestimated the horror level of ghosts in the Yin Qi Land.

As a result, the person in charge of the city was also caught in it.

finally.

It turned into a disaster of destroying the city three days later.

"There is a place of Yin Qi in this world?"

Lu Rong, the ghost sister-in-law, was a little curious:
"I've heard that the conditions for the formation of places of yin energy are extremely harsh. Every place of yin energy will be guarded by powerful ghosts. Hasn't the human world only been revived for a few years? Why are there large places of yin energy?"

Hear this.

Shen Jian was also thoughtful.

The same is true of Villa 001 where he lives.

The specific origin can be traced back to the period of the Republic of China.

People at that time seemed to know how to arrange a small Yin Qi place.

As for the source of the ghost, it was born even earlier.

At least 700 years ago during the Yongle period, the so-called river god already existed.

The Goddess of the River is a living proof.

At that time, did the underworld still exist?
Think of this.

Shen Jian was stunned for a moment.

Then another call was made.

The voice of the Goddess of the River sounded: "Husband? Do you need me to go out on a mission?"

"No, I want to ask, during the Yongle period where you lived, have you heard any legends about the underworld? For example, Yin Er, Black and White Impermanence, Bull Head and Horse Face, City God, Judge, Hades and other characters."

"……Have."

Hearing this reply from the Goddess of the River, Shen Jian's heart was shocked.

There really is.

"Specific."

"At the beginning, I was forced to become the bride of the river god and was thrown into the river, but before that, I had already received the news in advance, and the only thing I could do was to go to the Town God's Temple to pray, but the Town God's Temple responded to me. demands."

The voice of the Goddess of the River kept ringing:
"I saw with my own eyes that a talisman floated down from the statue of the City God. Only by relying on this talisman can I replace the river god and become the new river god of Xiaoluo River."

Surprise flashed in Shen Jian's eyes.

The City God personally bestowed the talisman?

As the current City God of Qingshi, he naturally understands how difficult it is to hand over a talisman to mortals for use, and that requires a huge amount of incense.

and.

If the city god can personally bestow the talisman, wouldn't it be easier to just kill the river god?
And one more achievement.

Unless, City God is no longer able to show up.

If you can't even get out of the Town God's Temple, you will choose the most cumbersome method.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

If you want to ask more, the Goddess of the River God doesn't know.

He could only suppress these thoughts temporarily.

Turned to look at the two spectrums of good and evil.

The supernatural incident of abnormal death in Binhai City is the current focus.

"I'm going to deal with it?"

Ghost sister-in-law Lu Rong said.

"Let me go, you go and gather the evil spirits in the ghost city, those are your future subordinates, you have to say hello no matter what, and let the ghost kings come over by the way, a large Yin Qi place is quite valuable. "

Done.

Shen Jian turned and left.

The City God's Hall in Binhai City has just been established, and the yin errand is a newcomer. It is not bad to start a battle to let the evil spirits in these ghost towns quickly become familiar with the yin errand's position.

There is also a large Yin Qi place, which is of great value.

It can be used as a training ground in the underworld.

……

Soon.

Shen Jian according to the location.

Came to a village called "Rongjia Village".

At the entrance of the village, there are a large number of Daxia Longque members stationed.

The arrival of Shen Jian caught their attention.

"You are Yan Luo? The third person on the phone just now?"

A middle-aged man with a disheveled face and a scruffy beard came over. It could be seen that he was in a very bad state of mind at this time.

The dark circles under his eyes were extremely heavy, and he looked haggard.

It was Wang Tao, the instructor of the Daxia Longque branch in Binhai City.

Shen Jian nodded.

Wang Tao said bitterly: "You have also seen the situation before, because of our selfishness, the person in charge of the city has been out of contact for three days. According to normal circumstances, if there is no contact for more than three days, it can be concluded that he is missing, but we can be sure that he is not dead. "

"Just trapped in the village."

Shen Jian nodded and asked, "What's the situation in this village? I seem to see that there are still people living in it."

"Mr. Shen, this is the strange place. We found that these villagers are not ghosts, but no matter how we persuade them, these villagers are unwilling to leave here, because we are afraid of alarming the ghosts inside, we did not act rashly, and from the past few days From observation, it really doesn't look like a supernatural event broke out here."

Wang Tao tried his best to explain.

The young man in front of him, who looks only 25 or [-] years old, is the person in charge of Qingshi, code-named "Yan Luo". He is also a four-star player, and his information is very special. A little bit of information from the person in charge.

You know, as the commander of the Binhai branch, he can even find the information of the person in charge of the magic city, but he can't find the information of the person in charge of a small fourth-tier city.

This alone is enough for him to take it seriously.

Not to mention, someone else is still here to help him deal with the mess

"I understand."

Shen Jian nodded.

Looking at the village from a distance, he went straight in.

Wang Tao gritted his teeth and followed in.

Qian Kuan obviously knew some inside information, and told him that it was safe to stay by this person's side, and told him not to neglect this person.

"Mr. Shen, I have a fairly good understanding of the situation here, and I can be your guide."

talking.

He also walked into the village.

soon.

The two saw some houses.

The village entrance came into view.

A woman with gray hair can be seen sitting in front of the door washing clothes.

Seeing Shen Jian entering the village, the laundry woman looked up, looked at them curiously, and then smiled politely.

"Mother, do you know where the outsider who came in a few days ago went?"

Wang Tao took out several photos.

There is a photo of the person in charge of Binhai, a photo of the members of Daxia Longque, and a photo of the unlucky Qi Shan.

Obviously.

Daxia Longque has already investigated the source of the whole incident.

"No, no outsiders have ever visited our village."

The gray old woman took a few glances, shook her head and said.

This sentence.

Wang Tao froze in place.

Never been to outsiders?

What a joke.

Daxia Longque entered three groups of people one after another, including two three-star players, one four-star player, and a dozen or so ordinary members.

How could there be no outsiders.

He subconsciously looked at Shen Jian.

But he found that Shen Jian's attention had already stopped on the white cloths on both sides of the house.

A white cloth is hung at the door of the house, which is a decoration only after the death of the family.

He glanced over.

Cold all over.

I saw rows of houses covered with white cloths.

This means that every household has died.

This is definitely not normal.

Such a large-scale death is extremely likely to be a supernatural event.

He continued to ask: "Ma'am, what's the situation with these white cloths? Is someone dead?"

"Oh, these, the old man died in the first family, the second family accidentally rolled down to his death while chopping firewood on the mountain, and the third family accidentally fell into it while digging a well, and it was soaked when it was fished out. There is a fourth, a fifth..."

The gray and white old woman chattered.

In her eyes, these dead people seemed to be a number.

There was no hint of sadness on his face.

On the contrary, it seems like the east of the city is discussing which family in the west of the city has died.

However, this old woman with gray hair lived in the first house, and she was only a hundred meters away from other people, so she was completely a neighbor, so her behavior seemed very abnormal.

Wang Tao took a step back subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Shen, is she also a ghost?"

Shen Jian glanced at it.

There was a bit of disgust in his eyes.

"No, it's just a ghost slave."

talking.

He continued to walk deeper.

Rows of houses hung with white cloth make the atmosphere a bit eerie.

Shen Jian glanced around.

Suddenly the eyes lit up.

In front of the last row of houses, he saw a middle-aged man in filial piety, kneeling in front of the house, his shoulders shaking from time to time, as if he was crying for mourning.

"Woooo~"

"My son, why did you die?"

The mourning sounded.

Wang Tao shuddered Lingling.

Sad from the heart.

The same goes for Shen Jian.

Facing this poor middle-aged man who lost his son, Shen Jian always had great sympathy.

He walked over immediately.

Hearing the desperate wailing of this poor man, his eyes revealed a bit of sadness, and he comforted him:

"Crying so softly, is it because you haven't eaten?"

Wang Tao:? ? ?
Howler: ...

Hear this.

He was completely silent.

Ordinary people see someone dead in someone else's house, shouldn't they come up to comfort them?

Is this comfort?

If you don't say this is consolation, I f*ck thought you were here to provoke.

Shen Jian looked concerned, but what he meant was: Seeing this poor man crying for so long, he should have been suffering from hunger, cold, and unbearable thirst, and his son died, so he must be very sad.

But think about it.

It is found that it may not be suitable for practical application.

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Shen Jian changed his words and apologized: "Look at it, don't be sad, you have to think about the best, what if, what if this is not your son? Wouldn't you have never killed your son? "

Howler: ? ? ?

God damn thinks about the good.

If it wasn't my son, could it still belong to the old Wang next door?
Think of this.

"Woooo~"

It's really possible to ride a horse.

He cried even more sadly.

(End of this chapter)