: Prologue

Since the swearing of "Hell is not empty, swear not to become a Buddha", the Bodhisattva of the Dizang has become the master of the land.
Xie Fei, who is now the head of the government, is the king of the land.
Thousands of years after becoming a Tibetan king, Xie Fei has been retreating in the Yun Cui Palace. In addition to there are major things that need to be reported to him, other things in the local government are handed over to the Houtu and Cui judges to take care of them, and the ten halls are all in their posts.
All along, the land has been running in a well-organized manner.
But I don’t know when it started. Ten Temples discovered that the ghosts who came to the land were not right. The ghosts of these ghosts were extremely heavy. They didn’t want to drink Mengpo soup, they refused to cross the bridge, and even got into hell. The repressed ghosts and evil spirits have shaken up.
After all, resentment is an excellent nourishment for these devils and evil spirits.
The ten temples were brows and found that this was not quite right. They quickly reported the post-earth adults. After the investigation of the murderous Cui judge, they found that the situation was very serious, so they informed Xie Fei that he interrupted his retreat. .
Xie Fei wore a black gold robe with a gold silk belt around her waist, and a black hair came out behind her.
After the earth was wearing a golden costume, he was blessed with a blessing, and Cui Zhengguan was a respectful archer: "I have seen the King of the Tibetan King."
Xie Fei nodded and looked indifferent, saying: "What?"
After the earth has a beautiful face, the voice is beautiful: "The ten halls of the temple reported, the recent ghosts have deep grievances and obsessions. Cui judges found that these people may have suffered some kind of blow during their lifetime, so they formed A strong soul, if not handled properly, is likely to turn into a ghost."
"Hey." Xie Fei licked her lips and her face looked a bit cold.
"The King of the Tibetan Mastiff." Cui Judge looked at Xie Fei, hesitated, and cautiously said, "These souls are no longer suitable for entering the six reincarnations. Now they have only two choices, or they are gathering. Resentment becomes a devil, or else it is to grieve in the land to become a wandering soul."
Xie Fei’s long hands tapped on the armrests of the chair, and a pair of peach eyes ran through the eyes. After a long time, he opened his lips:
Isn’t that they have grievances?

Cui Judge nodded and looked at Xie Fei with some doubts.
"Then let them use their souls to help them eliminate their grievances." Xie Fei thought for a moment and said faintly.
After hearing this, the frowning eyebrows slowly loosened. She squatted her sleeves and smiled. "Sure enough, it is the king of the land, my sister, I admire it."
Xie Fei nodded, his eyebrows were as usual, and the laughter on the back soil was unheard of. The latter was also taken for granted, and he did not care much about the action of Xie Fei.
After solving this problem, Xie Fei got up and was about to leave. Cui Zhengguan hurriedly said: "Is the King of the Tibetan Mastiff, I don't know who is going to be a suitable person?"
"Who is more leisurely in the land?" Xie Fei re-sit back into the chair, lazily leaning against the back of the chair, elbows on the armrests to prop up the chin, the voice asked lazily.
Cui Judge’s sleeves waved, and a black book appeared in his hands. He wrote the three words of the
Judges Book
, and then his right hand raised the judgement pen on the cover, and the booklet was automatically flipped. After a few, Cui Zhengguan closed the official book, and raised his head in a wrong way. Some smiled bitterly: "At present, you and the Houtu adults are more leisurely."
"Oh?" Xie Fei also looked at the back of the earth with a strange look. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Then after the earth -"
"The king of the land, according to my sister, it is still more appropriate for you to go." After the white, Xie Fei glanced, giggling and interrupted him.
"Why?" Xie Fei looked at the back road.
"When did the former Tibetan king retreat to Dacheng? You have been in the local government for tens of thousands of years. If you don't travel to the mountains and rivers, you will see the world. How can you make a hell? Cheng Chou's courage, how can you see through the world, the avenue is completed?" After the soil smashed the corner of the mouth, faintly said.
After a moment of indulging, Xie Fei said faintly: "You said it is good."
"That's so decided." After the earthy domineering Chao Cui judge waved his hand, in a very good mood, "Xiao Cui, you make a cave house at the entrance to the Ghost Bridge at the entrance to the government, it is called -"
After the soil slightly raised his head and thought for a moment, then smacked his lips and smiled: "It is called 'soul shop'! Let the cow head horse face send the soul of the land to the past, then notify the black and white impermanence, if there is such a ghost in the future Take it there."
"Yes, the landlord." Cui Judge looked at Xie Fei, who did not object to the seat, nodded, and was as good as a runner.
Since then, there has been a cave house on the edge of the Netherland Bridge leading to the government. The owner of this cave house is a handsome, cold-tempered teenager. If you have "love, leave, complain, and can't let go" You can go to trade here.
The price of the transaction is - the soul.
Yes, the soul is a shop.
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