Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

Chapter 207 Emperor Fengdu
"Actually, you know everything. You don't need to ask me."

Lin Ashan said to him that Gu Shibai knew more than him and was clearer than him, but he didn't want to admit it and didn't want to believe that the result would be like that.

There was still a glimmer of hope left in his heart, even just a little bit, even if he could see her come out well and stand in front of them again...

But they all knew that was impossible.

Lin Ashan sighed slightly, with sadness in his eyes, a kind of helplessness: "You and I both know that this cannot be changed. It is a mission. Soon, we will forget all this."

Gu Shibai suddenly lost all his strength and said nothing. With a slightly decadent back, he slowly walked out until he reached the deck. He looked ahead with empty eyes.

Since the boat docked at the shore after returning, all the people on the boat had already got off and were running towards their families, feeling excited and thankful that the black hole and the monsters had disappeared.

But no one knows that all this peace was obtained by another person with his life, and even her name cannot be known.

Gu Shibai looked quietly into the distance until the sky gradually darkened, the sun disappeared, and the long-lost moonlight spread across the earth, seeming to drive away all the darkness.

A dizzy feeling came over his mind, and Gu Shibai reached out and pinched his flesh tightly.

"don't want……"

The pain made him wake up for a moment, but it was only for a moment. After all, the dizziness took over everything. He didn't give up resisting the second before he fell to the ground...

At this moment, the world became completely quiet, and everyone fell into a deep sleep, without exception.

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The bridge is covered with bright red leafless flowers, and the souls who have lost their minds are lining up to walk across the bridge. At the end of the bridge stands a woman wearing a bright dress.

Her eyebrows are extremely bright, and she has a very flamboyant beauty. When she smiles, she embraces all the brilliance and is dazzling.

There is a pure black wooden table beside the woman, but the surface is as smooth and translucent as a mirror that can reflect light. On it is a small vat with different shapes.

She stretched out her jade-like hand, scooped up a spoonful and put it into the bowl, then handed the bowl to the ghost who was walking at the end. Waiting for him to return the empty bowl, she waved her hand, and a black vortex appeared in front of her eyes. Breathe the soul in.

I don't know how much time passed, but the woman's eyebrows gradually became a little impatient. She looked back not far away, where a man wearing white impermanent clothes happened to be walking.

The woman slightly curled her lips, bent down and picked off a flower, and threw it away, only to see a graceful woman appear, who looked exactly like her, and took her place.

The woman walked towards Bai Wuchang with graceful steps and stopped in front of him, holding her hands on her chest and her charming eyes slightly curved.

Xie Bian stopped, with several ghosts tied to the chains in his hands, "Mother Meng, is there something wrong?"

He had just come back from the human world and arrested several ghosts, but he always had a smile on his face, not dissatisfied at all with the increased workload.

Po Meng casually glanced at the few ghost servants behind him, with a smile on her lips: "I heard that there are people who sacrifice their lives in exchange for peace?"

The underworld did not receive much news. It only knew that this crisis seemed to be caused by a possessed god, and that a human had sacrificed his life to achieve the current result.

Xie Bi'an didn't know much, so he only replied: "It's useless for you to ask me. Although it is peaceful now, people who died originally cannot be resurrected, so..."

He glanced at the Naihe Bridge behind Meng Po, "Your workload seems to be greater than mine, so stop gossiping." Meng Bagua Po: "..."

She stayed on the Naihe Bridge every day, watching some ghosts walking around, and she could only make soup alone in boredom. There was no ghost to talk to her, so why did she gossip?
She snorted coldly: "It's okay, there is Manzhu Shahua, just make a few more copies of me."

Xie Bi'an raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then you should be busy first. Stop gossiping today. The news conveyed by Pluto is that the person is back, so pay attention."

After saying that, he tightened his hand and took the ghost servants to the eighteen levels of hell. They were sentenced according to different levels and went to different levels.

Po Meng was left standing there with a curious look on her face, thinking about who he was talking about.

That one? Who is it?

Suddenly, she thought of the long-missing... Emperor Fengdu!
So he's back?

Mrs. Meng's expression changed slightly, and she returned to the Naihe Bridge as if nothing had happened, put back her fake self, and then put on a professional smile.

She began to serve every ghost from the past dutifully. She must be the most competent worker in the underworld.

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In Pluto's palace, Lord Pluto stood next to the man, glancing around nervously.

Fortunately, the man didn't stay too long and slowly walked down the stairs to clean up the mess.

The ghosts and ghosts who escaped to the ground were controlled by a mysterious force that even Pluto could not resist. There seemed to be some mysterious power in it.

It was something he had never felt before, as if it came from another place.

A figure walked step by step from the darkness. The man was dressed in snow and had black hair. His face was sparse, his brows and eyes looked cold in the moonlight, and his cold aura was cold and awe-inspiring.

He is extremely good-looking, with an air of aloofness and arrogance that cannot be concealed under his astonishing appearance. His slightly thin lips are less blood-colored than ordinary people, and his eyes are cold and cold, and his eyes are as cold as water. The coldness in his bones isolated him from the world. He was so holy that people didn't dare to yearn for him at all, and they didn't dare to approach him at all.

If anyone who has seen his face appears at this moment, he will definitely recognize that his appearance is exactly the same as that of Chief Qin who has been missing for a long time.

He looked at the sleeping people, and then went to the Qin family in the capital. He looked at the people who had not yet woken up. They were all his family members when he was still alive.

He gently raised his hand and erased all traces of his existence, along with the memories about him.

From now on, no one in the world will remember that the Qin family once had an eldest son named Qin Zhi. They only remember the only young master of the Qin family, Qin Jing.

After doing all this, he went down to Hades and personally dealt with the betrayed ghosts and the evil ghosts who escaped.

This year's Eighteenth Level of Hell, as well as Po Meng on the Naihe Bridge, are extremely busy, almost non-stop, and there is a supervisor watching over them, so no one dares to slack off.

In the end, even Black and White Wuchang went to help Po Meng, while the noble Lord Pluto went to hell to help. The screams of those ghosts gave him a splitting headache every day.

When everything was almost settled, the Fengdu Emperor finally left Hades and seemed to be doing other things.

Ghosts of Hades: Walk slowly! Not sending it!