Gan Jingle's soul seemed to have lost its consciousness.
With a confused expression, he was dragged behind the White Impermanence by the chains and swallowed by him.
The ghost crisis had been resolved.
However, none of the Ghost Commanders present dared to relax.
Instead, he was even more terrified and nervous than before, and his heart was in his throat.
Fortunately, the terrifying pressure did not last long.
Su Hen's gaze swept across everyone's faces. Without a single glance, he turned around and left.
These Ghost Commanders were not qualified to deal with him.
This time, he came here purely to see what was different about this group of ghost tamers from the imperial capital.
He had already subdued the ghosts that had gathered here.
In the dark night, the golden Shing Wong statue took a step forward and reached the end of their line of sight.
Zhang Ying hardened his heart, gritted his teeth, and finally took a step forward.
After all, this was the best time to get in touch with the Shing Wong!
Many secrets might be unraveled tonight.
In the end, before he could step out.
A ghost soldier suddenly turned sideways and blocked in front of him.
The scarlet eyes stared at him, and a terrifying baleful aura surged over.
Zhang Ying's forehead instantly broke out in cold sweat.
The ghost soldier seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and his hoarse voice came from his helmet.
"Yin and Yang are different. As a living person, you can't get close to the Yin God.”
"Even if you have merit on you, you will still be punished by the underworld if you disturb the City God's Dharmic Riding.”
"Take care of yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Black and white, day and night wandering god.
The group of ghost soldiers followed behind the Shing Wong and gradually disappeared into the darkness.
In the empty wilderness, only the cold wind blew.
"Senior Song."
Zhang Ying sighed. There was some regret on his face, but also some lingering fear."This time,"
Song Zhitao looked in the direction the Shing Wong had left with a complicated expression.
"I'll personally explain it to the higher-ups after we return to the capital.”
"Little Zhang, after you take charge of Jinling, you must be careful with everything.”
"Especially when it involves those Yin Gods, you have to be even more careful!”
"I understand." Zhang Ying laughed bitterly.
What a joke, who would dare to be careless?
He had personally witnessed how a peak A-class malicious ghost was like a newborn baby in front of a group of Yin Gods.
He had almost no strength to retaliate.
If he had not experienced hundreds of battles, he would have been scared out of his wits and requested to be transferred back to the headquarters.
Thinking of this…
He glanced at Fang Anxu with pity in his eyes."Captain Fang, it was really hard on you before.”
In the end, the other party was only a peak B-class ghost tamer.
What he did not expect was…
Fang Anson also looked at him with a pitiful gaze.
"Captain Zhang, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you in the future.”
Zhang Ying was speechless.
He came to Jinling this time to take on the role of the captain of the Jinling Ghost Control Bureau.
Fang Anson naturally had to step back and become the vice-captain.
In other words, in the future, all the matters in Jin Ling city, including the Yin God, would be on his shoulders.
At this thought.
Zhang Ying could not help but smile bitterly.”
"I knew that the headquarters wouldn't give me any easy tasks.”
"Forget it, let's go back first."
"Let me familiarize myself with the details of your Ghost Control Bureau.”
.........
Gan Jingle's ending would not change.
As soon as he returned to the Little Underworld in the City God Temple, White Impermanence released the suppression on him.
His consciousness naturally recovered.
Just like that.
Gan Jingle screamed in horror.
Two ghost soldiers walked up and forcefully dragged him into the Punishment Hall.
What awaited him would be a terrifying torture that penetrated deep into his soul.
Unfortunately, Ma Hongfei died too early.
Otherwise, according to the sins on his body.
They could also enjoy the torture of hell.
He left the City God Avatar in the temple and instructed the Yin Gods to take care of it.
Su Hen returned to his paper shop.
It was already late at night.
The entire street was dark and silent.
Su Hen was happy to be quiet.
He turned on the lights in the central room and lay down on the rattan chair.
He closed his eyes and entered the System Space.
" System, check the number of draws."
The system's voice echoed in his mind."Current lottery chances: 9.”
Su Hen nodded slightly.
The number of times the system could draw the lottery wasn't just determined by the number of ghosts killed.
More importantly, it depended on the event.
For example, Su Hen would not be able to get a chance to draw if he killed some Class B or Class C malicious ghosts.
But last time, he toured Jinling as the City God.
However, he received a lottery draw.
Of course, it was mainly because of the ghost incident.
He obtained more than half of the lottery chances.
Su Hen took a deep breath and muttered in his heart,""System, draw all of them."
"Extraction successful."
In an instant, the system's notifications rang out continuously in Su Hen's mind.
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained a paper-bound illustration: Underworld General."
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained a paper-bound illustration: Inferno general."
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained a paper-bound illustration: Ox Head."
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained a paper-bound illustration: Horse Face."
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained a paper-bound illustration: Netherwarhorse."
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained a paper-bound illustration: Underworld Judge Dharma Idol."
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained a special item: Life and Death Book."
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained a special item: Judge Brush."
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained a special item: Son of Heaven Yin's decree, City God appointment scroll.”
A large number of items were stored in the system space.
Su Hen was confused by the raindrop-like notifications.
After a while, he woke up and sank his consciousness into the System Space to check the prizes.
The first thing that caught his eye was the Nether Judge Dharma Idol!
In the legends of the netherworld, the judge occupied an extremely important position.
Legend had it that the judge was the subordinate of the King of Hell and had a very high status.
He was in charge of the Life and Death Book and the Judge's Brush.
It was responsible for judging the good and evil merits of a person when they were alive.
It also had the power to supervise the officials of the underworld and supervise the ordinary Yin Gods.
For example, the City God.
In the legends, even the subordinates of the Judge of the Underworld.
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