Chapter 234: Fengdu

Madam Xue vowed that she would never leave her husband no matter how hard it was, and her husband also responded to this oath, vowing to take care of Madam Xue forever...
This vow sounds really touching, especially when the two of them treat each other sincerely instead of talking casually, which is even more rare. But... all the accidents are on this "but." When one of the two sides who will not leave is a ghost or a ghost, the true meaning of this oath seems a little frightening.
Among the ten temples of Yama, the king of the wheel is named Xue, and he is responsible for judging the ghosts escorted from each temple, distinguishing good from evil, checking each other's level, and then sending them to the Six Paths of Rebirth.
On the night of New Year’s Eve, when the God’s Court was recognized by the Dao of Heaven, the reincarnation dharmakayas of the indigenous powers scattered around were re-recorded. Although they may not be awakened immediately, according to the meaning of the Dao of Heaven, their identity has been restored. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can return to your original job at any time.
After the Lord of Wheels recovered his identity, his godship was in the Yin Cao Jifu, and he and his wife vowed to never leave. Naturally, Mrs. Xue would also follow her husband's work and move to the Jifu to settle down. So everything that happened later is so logical...
"What a beautiful thrilling dark love story..." Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sigh, standing up and patting the middle-aged man's shoulder.
The middle-aged man almost wanted to kneel, and there was no other expression on his dull face except dementia. Other practitioners were also confused after hearing this result. I wonder if they should congratulate their fellow practitioners for skipping three levels of promotion in a row? Or should I be comforted and advise the other party to mourn by the way? !
Yang Yan also stood up, patted the petrochemical middle-aged man's shoulder with a serious face: "Your wife has already arrived in the underworld. When the three souls and seven souls are gone, you can prepare for the funeral."
"Uh……"
In theory, this is very sad news, but if you think about it from the perspective of a woman's transfer to her husband's work, the middle-aged person's mood is really indescribable.
In the end, the middle-aged man returned to the hotel entangled with his wife, and signed a contract by the way...According to the current situation, unless the Ten Palace Yama opened the underworld. Otherwise, there is no aura leaking out of the sealed underworld, how can other people know where the entrance to the underworld is? !
Therefore, the key to solving the problem lies in the middle-aged person himself. If he can wake up sooner, everything will be easy. The key to whether middle-aged people can awaken as soon as possible lies in Li Xiao...
"Don't worry, I'll go to draw the talisman seal immediately after turning around..." Li Xiao patted his chest as a safeguard, and after thinking about it, he was embarrassed: "Of course this success rate is relatively low. It may have to wait a little longer..." paused. The back blushed a little bit, and I was embarrassed to continue: "In addition, the raw materials are more expensive. You'd better pay a deposit first..."
In any case, it can solve the problem, and unexpectedly get the identity of Ten Temple Yama... Although the middle-aged person is still anxious for his wife. But there is also some relief.
But the underworld can finally reopen, and he is not only happy.
For example, as a landlord, Feng Xiaoxiao is naturally happy. The formal work qualification can be obtained. Chenghuang and Xiaohei were also very surprised. The last person who cheered for this was naturally Li Xiao. He finally had a way to get Wangchuan water again.
Under various expectations, the talisman seal that guides the awakening of the Dharmakaya was produced with unprecedented efficiency. The middle-aged people received a call that night and rushed to the pottery to try it out...
After flying sand and rocks, dark clouds enveloped, when the middle-aged man opened his eyes again, there seemed to be something more in his mind.
Picking up the wife who was resting on the sofa during awakening. The middle-aged man took a hesitant step, and at the same time his footsteps fell, his figure also became illusory. It rippled like a phantom in the water.
To make sure that he didn't feel wrong, the middle-aged man firmly took the second and third steps...Step by step lightly as if not stepping on a solid ground, but in some kind of soft existence.
The air swayed like water ripples. The middle-aged man holding his wife's figure slowly became translucent, gradually fading, until it melted into the air...
Feng Xiaoxiao opened his eyes and watched the moment of the miracle. After the middle-aged man disappeared, he let out a long breath: "It seems that he has successfully returned to the underworld."
"Ouch!" Li Xiao returned to his senses at this time, slapped his thigh with regret: "I should have taken him with him just now. I have all the bottles of Forget River Water ready."
"...Bottle ass! You still dismantled the pure bucket on our water dispenser!" Feng Xiaoxiao scorned fiercely.
Good guy, a full 20l, he is not afraid of accidentally sinking the bucket with people when taking water.
Li Xiaogan laughed: "Hey, I'm afraid that it will be inconvenient to get water back and forth in the future. Because of insufficient preparation, I made a few packets of Wangyousan and lacked materials..."
Fuxi didn't show up to watch the excitement during the day, but was pulled out this time. First, to prevent middle-aged people from failing to pass through, he would protect the law next to him. Second, he would just record the space coordinates when he was ready to pass through.
At the same time that the middle-aged person disappeared, Fuxi also successfully captured the subspace fluctuations of the Eastern Underworld, and he scribbled out a piece of tortoise to record it. Fuxi looked at the tortoise and pondered for a moment and asked, "Where is the gate to the underworld?!"
"Uh..." Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly choked.
Fuxi waited for a while, but did not see a small answer from the wind, so he thought about it again and thoughtfully said: "The God Court is on the left side of your door, and the gate of the underworld is on the right side, OK?!"
Everything is convenient for the wife to come to consider... As for other gods, demons and ghosts, what should they do when they want to return to their hometown? ! It's not convenient for other people to stop him!
"..." Feng Xiaoxiao was particularly melancholy and depressed for a while, wiped Khan: "...you are welcome, let's set it to Fire City."
Fengdu! I still have to be in Huocheng to be authentic... here is no need!
Especially next to her boudoir! ! !
"Where is the city of fire?!" Fuxi frowned in confusion, and then seriously suggested: "With your current strength, it is not easy to communicate between the Three Realms. It is better to set up a door to do things cheaply..." After thinking about it, it seems that the wind is small. Xiao was polite, so he continued to persuade: "You don't have to be so polite with me."
"……"grass! No one is polite to you.
Because Feng Xiaoli was shy and declined (...), the issue of setting up a through teleportation point at the gate of Fengdu was temporarily put on hold, and the few people in the pottery bar decided to wait for the middle-aged to come back.
In addition to Yang Yan and Li Xiao who were there during the day, there was also a Fuxi, and the other present were the Chenghuang couples who took temporary posts in Yinsi.
Feng Xiaoxiao and Yang Yan are here to join in the fun. Li Xiao and Chenghuang's husband and wife have a purpose. Fuxi is purely with his wife... But these people watched the TV and waited for two or three hours. It was dawn in a few hours, but the middle-aged man never came back.
Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to watch the excitement. The TV volume turned down and asked, "Should I get lost?!"
While waiting, Xiaohei took a few missions by the way. He went outside to catch a few new ghosts and came back. He was temporarily taking advantage of the small plot to interrogate his husband, and he planned to throw it directly to the Yinsi when he opened the ghost door. , Now that this wish may not be realized immediately, so I am unhappy: "Ten Temple Yama is just this work efficiency?!"
If the ghost under the leadership of Yin Si is not doing the truth like the Yang world, doesn't it mean that not only will he not get the slightest benefit of decompression in the future, but he may be more busy? !
"Did you fall into the river?" Li Xiao was still thinking about the Wangchuan River.
Yang Yan lit a cigarette to refresh his senses: "Maybe the husband and wife are looking for a house in Yinsi, so they will clean up and move in later..."
All kinds of fantastic ideas came out one after another, and Fu Xi closed his eyes and calmly did not participate in the discussion. Feng Xiaoxiao was tired after joining the gossip for a while and stretched out bored: "Forget it, I'll go back to sleep for a while, and you will wake me up when they come back."
After speaking, he got up, and when he was about to turn around the sofa and walk to the second floor, Xiao Hei suddenly reached out and held her: "Wait!"
There was turbulence and distortion in the air, and a faint humanoid phantom seemed to be hurriedly approaching here from a distance, from small to large, from translucent to solid, and gradually emerged from the air.
Xiao Hei's eyes narrowed: "I'm back!"
After a while, the panicked middle-aged man returned to the Yangjian Pottery Bar living room, panting with a frightened look, supporting his knees with one hand, and tremblingly pointing behind him with the other: "Feng Fen Fen..."
"I can't hear the wind?!" Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but interrupt.
The middle-aged man coughed, and instead healed his stutter, and jumped out a string of sentences like beans: "There is a foreign man with black devil wings in the main hall of the capital of Yama!!!"
This time, the cough became a little windy~EbookFREE.me~ Yang Yan spewed out a puff of smoke, hurriedly covered his mouth and coughed a few times to ease his breath before asking: "You say it again?! How could Feng even have a foreign country? people?!"
The middle-aged man swallowed fiercely: "That winged foreign man seems to be the leader. Besides him, I have seen many other...creatures?! Anyway, it doesn't look like a ghost, let alone. Eastern faces."
Fuxi finally opened his eyes, frowned, raised his head and asked coldly: "You mean, an outside has set foot in the realm of my eastern gods?!"
Other things can be discussed in Fuxi's eyes, but he doesn't care much anyway. But only wives and dignity authority are never allowed to be violated by outsiders.
Since it was decided on New Year’s Eve that the Eastern Divine Power would be in charge of him, Fuxi naturally could not allow outsiders to get involved, let alone the new realm that he had just opened...
"Black wings?!" Feng Xiaoxiao touched his chin: "...with this characteristic, wouldn't it be Lucifer's gang?!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come () Voting for recommended votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to read.)