Mr. Shen’s little monster-catching wife

Under the blue clouds and above the lake, Su Jinyan saw a silhouette glowing with hazy light.

Shen Mohan...

That should be Shen Mohan's true body. Su Jinyan opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at that familiar and tall figure in disbelief.

He actually summoned his true form?

Shen Mohan's fingertips and hair were coated with a layer of divine brilliance, his eyebrows were lowered, and in those handsome eyes like the lava of the abyss, there was no love, no desire, no desire, only cold compassion.

The sky cracked and the earth surged, fierce ghosts howled, and mortal ants like them could only look up to his boundless magic power.

What is God's residence?

It means that people are willing to prostrate themselves and devoutly sacrifice their flesh, blood, flesh and blood, just hoping that their souls can touch his fingertips...

However, they are all false...

The great magical power and boundless mana must be talking about Shen Mohan's situation at this time!

Su Jinyan always thought that this only existed in the delusions of mortals. There were no words to describe the illusory divine mansions. He could only rely on imagination to outline their appearance and praise their boundless skills.

The law binds people and helps people immeasurably.

All living beings enter reincarnation, reward the good and punish the evil. It is unintentional and invisible, and it is mysterious and mysterious, making it impossible for the world to explain.

At this time, the lake water was boiling, like stirred mud, and the water turned yellow. Not only the ghosts in the ghost building, but also the lonely ghosts far away in the surrounding area were also implicated, like stones reclaimed from the sea. Being pulled into the whirlpool.

At some point around Shen Mohan, there were many ghost servants, underworld officials, and a man wearing high-ranking official attire, leading them to prostrate themselves in obeisance.

Guo Shu tugged on Su Jinyan's sleeves to bring him out of his daze, and quietly pointed at the back of the kneeling figure.

"Look, girl, the City God is not at work. He has come here to pay homage to the great leader."

Su Jinyan's throat was a little dry, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her palms.

Even ordinary people who can't see ghosts and gods feel frightened when they see the sky over there changing like a lake, wondering if they are dreaming.

Bai Wuchang did not kneel down, but still looked like he was wandering. He landed next to Su Jinyan and said in a faint tone.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor, diverted the water from the underworld to break through the boundary and pour it back. These ghosts and hell ghosts will go through calamity until they disappear into ashes."

Hearing this, Su Jinyan frowned, why did Bai Wuchang tell him this?

She always felt that Bai Wuchang was reminding me of something. After all, he had been in Hades for so many years, and every word he said had a profound meaning and was worthy of deep thought by those who listened.

Bai Wuchang glanced at Su Jinyan with three evil eyes, raised the corners of his blood-red lips and whispered.

"So, I have long advised the Emperor...

The human heart is the biggest variable in this world, especially—"

He leaned down high in front of Su Jinyan, his cold breath blew out from the blood-red thin lips, brushed the tip of her nose, and whispered.

"Especially, the hearts of certain women..."

Hearing this, Su Jinyan couldn't help but feel his heart twitch, but he pretended to be calm.

"Lord Bai Wuchang, are you talking about me?"

"Anyone else?"

Bai Wuchang curled his lips and continued.

"Headmaster Su... No, little empress, don't be too weak...

The weaker you are, the more karma the Emperor will have...

Even if he is doing it for the sake of harmony between yin and yang, if he messes up his mind, there will be karma that cannot be broken...

If you accumulate too much, you might have to plant lotus flowers in the blood pond~~"

Aren't you strong enough?

Su Jinyan curled her lips and took a deep look at Bai Wuchang.

"All right……"

Su Jinyan nodded. Since the deacon of Hades said she was weak, then she must be weak!

"I will work hard to improve myself!"

"That's right, haha~!"

Bai Wuchang smiled, but why did his laughter sound so eerie to Su Jinyan? “Haha~ Sir Bai Wuchang, it would be better if you don’t laugh!”

Su Jinyan smiled dryly.

"but……

This time, little empress, you have performed a meritorious service. The prison ghost was seriously injured by you, and the barrier collapsed. The emperor saved a lot of mana, hehehe..."

Su Jinyan: "..."

Do the deacons of Hades also have such double standards?

When the nebulae in the sky dissipated and the lake became calm, Shen Mohan landed on the small dock by the lake and lowered his eyes to look at his hands.

Is he injured?

When Su Jinyan saw this, he immediately ran towards him quickly.

The small pier of the artificial lake is just a decoration, with a few boards laid to prop up the facade. The turbulent water in the lake just now has loosened it.

Su Jinyan only saw that Shen Mohan looked even more immortal under the reflection of the moonlight, standing as cool and unrestrained as an immortal.

"You are hurt?"

Su Jinyan lifted Shen Mohan's hand and looked at his injuries with a worried expression.

"No problem!"

Shen Mohan's voice was deep and clear, and when he saw Su Jinyan's worried look, he curled his lips.

"Fortunately, it's nothing serious. It's just that the spiritual power was overused..."

Seeing that the silver-white light in Shen Mohan's hand had become a little transparent now, Su Jinyan raised her eyes and glared at him angrily.

"Don't do such dangerous things again in the future. What are you doing to divert the water from the Yellow Spring? Your mana is limited in the world now. Do you know that if you overuse your spiritual power, you will suffer a lot of damage?"

Su Jinyan said dullly, he was too messy, no wonder Bai Wuchang would use words to criticize him.

"Okay, listen to Madam!"

Shen Mohan smiled helplessly, no matter how bad he was, he was still the god of the underworld, and no matter how weak his magic power was, he was still stronger than them.

But seeing that his wife was so worried about him, Shen Mohan finally nodded and smiled.

"...Are you injured?"

Shen Mohan took Su Jinyan to a place with good lighting, raised her arm and looked carefully.

"No."

Su Jinyan shook his head and placed his hand on his lower abdomen unconsciously.

Shen Mohan glanced down, with a complicated look in his eyes, and he sighed inaudibly.

"Although it's okay at the moment, the magic power of the spiritual fetus can protect against evil spirits and ghosts, but it cannot protect against the unpredictability of people's hearts. In short, it is better to be careful."

"Ah."

Su Jinyan nodded, indicating that he understood.

"good!"

Shen Mohan held Su Jinyan's hand and walked back with a smile on his face, listening to her talking to him in detail about Yu Jingshu along the way.

"Yu Jingshu was instructed by a "netizen" to use a mirror to reflect the southeast direction at a specific time and reverse the magic circle to her feet."

Therefore, she suspected that the netizen who gave Yu Jingshu advice was either a soul refining person wearing Sun Jian's skin, or Zhao Ziqi was changing the way to guide him.

"Did the monster who was wearing Sun Jian's skin also know Wang Wenli from the Internet?"

Shen Mohan lowered his eyes and looked at Su Jinyan, and asked in a very light voice.

"That's right!"

Su Jinyan looked up at him, then nodded and replied.

"It's very possible that Sun Jian did it too."

Shen Mohan's dark eyes were deep, and the dark golden lines in his black eyes were faintly flowing. Although Zhao Ziqi himself was not discovered to be directly involved in these things, the walking corpse wearing Sun Jian's human skin was always elusive and his whereabouts were unpredictable.