Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Fang Chen's voice was like a dull ripple, spreading out in the River of Forgetfulness, and many mad souls froze.

Some Li Hun who were motionless at the bottom also stiffly twisted their necks and looked up into the sky.

The confusion in their eyes gradually melted away like ice, and countless whispers sounded:

"Is he a general?"

"No, the general lives a hundred years, how could he come to the underworld?"

"Oh, that's because we saw it wrong, but who is he and why is he so familiar? My memory is getting worse and worse."

Whispers echoed in Wangchuan, and Goddess Xiao's eyes gradually became horrified.

Are these the military souls of Daxia who followed Fang Chen in many battles and died on the battlefield?

The number of people listening to this sound... maybe 80,000 if not 100,000...

Xia Yu and Xiao Shence heard the sound, and their expressions became paler.

Fang Chen waved his sleeves gently, and saw boats appearing out of thin air in the vast river of forgetfulness.

Ten boats, a hundred boats, a thousand boats, and before you know it, the Forgotten River is densely packed with boats!

When Zhou Wenxing and others saw this scene, they no longer had any doubts.

Who else has such power except Lord Yin!

"Daxia Army, board the ship."

Fang Chen said in a deep voice.

As this majestic and familiar voice reached the ears of the wandering souls, they completely broke the confusion in their minds and woke up one after another, as if being lifted up by some force.

Not long after, countless light boats were already filled with figures.

They looked at each other and recognized familiar faces.

"Old Zhang, is that you!?"

"It's me. Look, everyone is here."

"Was that... the general's voice just now?"

Everyone turned to look at the bridge, and saw a figure wearing purple and gold armor looking at them quietly.

They would never forget that face even if they died ten times.

"It's a general, it's a general!"

Someone shouted in surprise.

The dead Wangchuan River has now become noisy.

Among the countless canoes, there are also some canoes transformed by the ordinary wandering soul Yin Shou.

On one of the canoes, several people from three generations were sitting. Among them, Qing Zhuang looked at the sudden appearance of countless canoes. His eyes couldn't help but show fear, and he quickly paddled out to avoid them.

"Grandpa and grandma, who are they? Are they also going to Baiyue City with us?"

The child looked at the boats in the distance with a slightly innocent look, and even stretched out his finger.

Upon seeing this, Qing Zhuang quickly scolded him, telling him to stop staring.

"Don't scare my dear grandson."

The old man frowned slightly, then took the child into his arms, looked at the boats in the distance, and said solemnly:

"Those...should all be Daxia troops, soldiers of our Daxia army."

"Dad, are you kidding me? Thousands of Daxia soldiers have died in the past few years..."

Qingzhuang couldn't help but said.

"Who said it was in the past few years?"

The old man snorted coldly and looked toward the bridge. When he saw the face of the figure clearly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Dad, if they hadn't died in the past few years, could it be that they still crawled out of the Wangchuan River?"

Qing Zhuang muttered in a low voice.

"They... are probably the Daxia troops who died in the battle at Sanjie Mountain..."

The old man murmured.

Qing Zhuang's expression changed slightly: "How many years have passed, how could it be them..."

"Let's see who picks them up."

The old man said.

Qing Zhuang looked in the direction he said. After a few breaths, a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face:

"Yes, it's that Fang, Fang..."

"Yes, it's that Military God Fang."

The old man nodded heavily.

…

Goddess Xiao saw a person sitting alone in a canoe among the countless canoes.

The man sat cross-legged, with his hands on his knees, his head lowered, and his waterfall-like long hair covering most of his face.

But she recognized it at a glance. This was her father, Xiao Langshuai, the former God of War of Qingsong Kingdom!

"father!"

Goddess Xiao couldn't help shouting.

Xiao Langshuai slowly raised his head, glanced at Goddess Xiao, and then his eyes fell on Fang Chen. There was a faint smile on his pale face, and he nodded gently.

Not long after, as the boats docked one after another, groups of wandering souls appeared on the bridge.

These wandering souls were extremely excited, staring at Fang Chen with pious and fanatical eyes, but no one made any noise.

They even listed military formations on the bridge and stood on both sides of the bridge.

Xiao Langshuai slowly came to Goddess Xiao, patted her head gently, and then looked at Fang Chen, his voice was old and hoarse:

"Fang Junshen, long time no see."

"It's been a long time since we last met."

Fang Chen nodded with a smile and casually threw the battle armor that Zhou Wenxing took off to Xiao Langshuai:

"Try it on and see if it fits."

"This is?"

There was a hint of doubt in Xiao Langshuai's eyes.

Goddess Xiao took a deep breath, looked at Fang Chen in disbelief, and then quickly explained to Commander Xiao Lang:

"Dad, this is the battle armor of Baiyue City's Yin Soldier Si Riyouzu. Once you put it on, you will be the Riyouzu here. You can tour the world of good and evil during the day."

"Oh? A Japanese soldier? An official in the underworld?"

Xiao Langshuai's eyes moved and he seemed to understand something.

Zhou Wenxing looked extremely desperate when he saw this scene. He would never have a chance to resume his job.

The Chief God of the Yin Division, Ye Youzu, and the Lord of Baiyue City were all frightened at this moment.

This Lord Yin actually knows so many wandering souls in the Wangchuan River! ? What is his origin! ?

Could it be that...when this Lord Yin was in the human world, he was born in the area under the jurisdiction of Baiyue City! ?

The three of them felt a turmoil in their hearts. It was unimaginable that someone under their noses could be promoted to the Yin Lord of the underworld, but they had no idea at all...

After Xiao Langshuai put on the armor, his whole demeanor immediately changed dramatically.

He is aloof and arrogant, and the sharpness in his eyes is like a sword hanging from the top, which is terrifying.

Now that I have an official status and become a Japanese soldier, this situation is even worse than before.

"Sir Hiyu-kun, I don't know what to call this person, but we will all be colleagues from now on..."

Si Shen spoke cautiously, intending to break the deadlock in front of him.

This matter had nothing to do with him from beginning to end, but now he was ordered to kneel here. No one knew what would happen if he didn't speak up.

"You two can get up."

Fang Chen glanced at Si Shen and the night soldier.

The two of them quickly stood up as if they had received amnesty.

When the Lord of Baiyue City saw that Lord Yin ignored him, an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

After Fang Chen introduced Xiao Langshuai to the two men, he said calmly:

"Next, you two will cooperate with Xiao Langshuai."

"Cooperate? I wonder what Hiyu-sama's orders are?"

Si Shen asked cautiously.

"The houses that should be ransacked will be ransacked, and those that should be beheaded will be executed. Baiyue City's foundation is a bit rotten. I want to rectify it."

Fang Chen smiled.

A flash of horror flashed in everyone's eyes, this... is about to attack Baiyue City! ?

"Fang Chen! One person does the work and the other takes responsibility!"

Xia Yu suddenly stood up and stared at Fang Chen: "I have offended you, please don't implicate innocent people."

Fang Chen nodded lightly: "Okay, let's start from the city lord's mansion."

The mayor of Baiyue City rolled his eyes and almost fainted.