Zhang Ying remained silent.
The secretary waited for a while and couldn't help but say,"Captain Zhang, do you think we should?"
"I understand what you mean."
Zhang Ying smiled bitterly and shook his head."But we have no choice. We really have no choice.”
"You know Shan Ying's strength. He's at the peak of A class.”
"Although I have been immersed in this realm for decades and am slightly stronger than him, in the end, I still haven't broken through the barrier of A class.”
"However, according to the information obtained by the scouting team, the ghost that attacked had to be at least S-class, or even peak S-class.”
"So what if I go to the rescue?”
"In this situation, unless the Imperial Capital makes a move, any city's ghost tamer who goes there will be courting death!”
However, this was the truth.
However, Great Chang was still a sister city to Jinling.
Moreover, Zhang Ying and Shan Ying were quite close in terms of personal friendship.
" Why don't you go to Dachang City God Temple again?" The secretary reminded him.”
"In the end, he's still my deputy, and there are still more than ten thousand lives.”
"With Elder Qu's personality, it's impossible for him to sit idly by.”
Hearing the secretary's words.
Zhang Ying's expression became even more helpless.""Sigh, why wouldn't I want to?"
"But ever since Elder Qu attacked, he seemed to have left the City God Temple.”
"I don't know where he went. I looked for him several times, but I didn't get a response.”
"Fortunately, the reapers and ghost soldiers in the Great Chang still exist and patrol every day. Therefore, the Great Chang doesn't have to worry about the scourge of ghosts.”
They naturally didn't know.
At this moment, Qu Jingming was still in the netherworld and could not leave.
Last time, he had killed an S-class ghost with good intentions.
However, he had also violated a certain netherworld commandment.
Su Hen was the judge in charge of the Yin Law Department, and he was responsible for punishing the sins of the gods of the Netherworld.
Naturally, he had to do what he said. If he said he would punish her, he would punish her.
Even if he was the City God of a city.
Of course, Qu Jingming was willing to do so.
After that, Qu Jingming received an order.
He wanted to assist Zhong Kui with Bai Wuchang to select talents for the city god.
Therefore, he would probably not be able to return to Great Chang City in the short term.
"Then, are we really not going to care?”The secretary looked downcast.
"How?" Zhang Ying asked hoarsely.”
"We can only report it to the capital and wait for a response from the capital.”
"I can't do anything else."
"However, you can't say that about Dachang City's response.”
"Just tell them that we're working hard to find it. Once we have any news, we'll definitely report it to them immediately.”
Zhang Ying wasn't lying on purpose.
After all, the Great Chang was patrolled by the reapers. Ordinary people were not too clear about the protection of the City God.
For the people in other cities except Jinling.
In this era, the only people who could be trusted were still the ghost masters.
Once the news of Shan Ying's possible death reached Great Chang, it might cause chaos.
"I know." The secretary nodded and left the office.
Zhang Ying sighed and closed his eyes in pain.
For the first time, he felt insignificant.
And the weakness of humans in front of these ghosts.
Perhaps what Elder Qu said back then was right.
If he really wanted to have the power to fight against ghosts, he could only walk the path of becoming a god through incense. That was his only hope!
However, over at the Netherworld.
It was powerful and mysterious.
Let alone him.
Even in the capital, so many experts had been working tirelessly, but they could not find any way to contact the underworld.
The human side was ultimately a passive existence.
.........
Underworld, Judge Hall.
Su Hen flipped through the test papers on the table and said,"I trust in Division Head Zhong's judgment.”
"Actually, you only need to hand over the name list. There's no need to send over these examination papers.”
Zhong Kui stood in front of the table and bowed slightly.""It is naturally my duty to select talents.”
"But only the judge can make the decision.”
"These papers were carefully selected by this lowly official, and I believe that they are qualified to be the City God of a county.”
"It's just that one side of the story is clear, and one side of the story is dark. No matter what, Lord Judge should not completely trust this lowly official's one-sided story.”
"The county city god is a small official in the netherworld, but to the local people, he is a great god who controls life and death.”
"Therefore, before you confirm, it's best for you to simply look through their examination papers.”
His words were neither servile nor overbearing.
Looking at Zhong Kui's serious expression, Su Hen could not help but smile helplessly. He nodded and said,"Alright, I understand."
Zhong Kui looked ugly, but his personality was also strong.
Even in front of Shangguan, he still dared to speak bluntly and even point out Shangguan's inadequacies.
That was why he was stripped of his position as the top scholar by Li Longji, and not a single minister interceded for him.
Thus, he was angered and died in the hall.
However, Su Hen was definitely not a fatuous ruler.
To him, the more subordinates he had, the better.
As expected, Su Hen lowered his head and read the test papers seriously.
Zhong Kui bowed and stood to the side.
Bai Wuchang and Qu Jingming stood there with their bodies bowed.
When they saw Zhong Kui walking over, they couldn't help but look at each other with complicated expressions.
A god like Zhong Kui was naturally very good to the people.
However, it was easy to enliven the higher-ups, and his relationship with his subordinates was also very bad.
For example, Qu Jingming.
In the past few days, he had been reprimanded by Zhong Kui several times because of his mentality.
After all, Qu Jingming had been the captain of the Ghost Control Bureau for decades.
He had only been a City God for less than a year.
Therefore, no matter what, his mentality was still not completely transferred to the Inferno.
However, Zhong Kui would be his judge.
Su Hen was relieved.
"Not bad indeed."
After a long while, Su Hen roughly finished reading the papers and nodded."He's benevolent enough, and he's very decisive.”
"Although there are still some flaws, as long as you work hard for a while, it will be enough to perfect it.”
"Just these people."
With a wave of his hand, dozens of edicts appeared on the table.
Su Hen held the Judge Brush in his hand and used merit as ink to write down golden names on these decrees.
After he finished writing, he branded the Yama Seal on it.
From then on, these decrees possessed the power of the laws of the Netherworld.
As long as that group of people obtained this decree, they would immediately become the City God of the county and grasp the power of the peak of the soldier level.
"Dai Wenxiao." Su Hen said.
Dai Wenxiao, who was dressed in a police uniform, quickly stepped forward and cupped his hands."Your subordinate is here."
"I'll leave these City God's decrees to you to distribute to those who pass the examination.”
As he spoke, Su Hen waved his hand, and dozens of imperial edicts landed in front of Dai Wenxiao.
"Understood!"
Dai Wenxiao carefully put away these things, bowed, and left the hall.
"City God Qu."
Su Hen looked at Qu Jingming." You've already passed most of your punishment. You've made some contributions to the matter of choosing the county city god. The rest of your punishment will be waived."”
"Return to Great Chang and guard it in peace."
Hearing this, Qu Jing Ming revealed a look of joy and quickly cupped his hands,""Thank you, Lord Judge!"
During this period of time, he had been worried about Great Chang's safety all day.
After all, according to the other Yin Gods.
In the world today, there were probably many ghosts at the soldier level or at the peak of the soldier level.
Even general level ghosts could be hiding somewhere.
As for Great Chang, after he left, their strongest combat strength was only those dozens of Yin soldiers.
As for the reapers, they were all A-class or at the peak of A-class.
Although this force was enough to defend a city.
However, Qu Jingming was still worried.
Now that he heard that he could go back.
Naturally, he was overjoyed. After bowing to Su Hen, he left the Judge Hall.
"Xie Bi 'an." Su Hen then looked at Bai Wuchang, who had been standing quietly at the side.
"Your subordinate is here." White Impermanence quickly cupped his hands.
"Go and call Master Bai over." "I want to see how the training of those soldiers is going." Su Hen said softly.”
The White Impermanence nodded and left the hall.
At this moment, only Zhong Kui was left in the empty hall.
"Secretary Zhong."
Su Hen looked at Zhong Kui, who was also dressed in a red robe."The Evil Punishment Bureau has yet to be established."
"However, the Merit Rewards Bureau doesn't have a chief. You can temporarily be the chief of the Merit Rewards Bureau.”
"I will give you 500 reapers and send Wandering God Gan Liu to be your adjutant.”
"Thank you, sir!" Zhong Kui bowed.
"Yes."
Su Hen nodded and continued,"However, I don't intend to set up this Mercy Agency in the netherworld."”
Hearing this, Zhong Kui was also a little puzzled.""Then what does Lord Judge mean?"
"Ning Yang City."
"I originally planned to set up a City God in Ning Yang City, but I haven't been able to find a suitable candidate.”
"In addition, we don't have a suitable edict in our hands, so this matter has been delayed.”
"Now, with the relocation of Ningyang City, there are already tens of millions of people, enough to be considered a big city.”
"However, there are no gods in the city. There are only a group of ghost controllers struggling to hold on.”
"Even so, there have been several cases of ghosts hurting people in the city recently.”
Hearing this, Zhong Kui had already understood something.
"Your Excellency, you mean to let me guard Ning Yang.”
"That's right."
"Moreover, the reason why I made you the part-time chief of the Benevolence Bureau is because I want you to patrol the city and see if there are any suitable candidates to be the City God.”
"Understood."
"I'm willing to go and guard Ning Yang," said Zhong Kui in a deep voice.”
"Alright." Su Hen waved his hand, and a token landed in front of Zhong Kui.""With the token, go find Manager Dai and choose 500 reapers. Also, let the Sun Wandering God Gan Liu become your adjutant.”
The Eight Divisions of Hell.
Only Su Hen, who was the head of the Yin Law Division and the head of the Four Great Judges, who was known as the Deputy Lord in ancient times, had the right to command the other seven divisions.
Moreover, Su Hen still had a genuine Yama's Great Seal in his hands.
In addition to the system's products, they were absolutely loyal.
Therefore, be it in name or in reality, all the Gods in the Netherworld were Su Hen's subordinates.
As for Zhong Kui, although he was at the peak of the king level.
Dai Wenxiao didn't even have the strength of a general.
In terms of status, Zhong Kui was naturally much higher.
When Dai Wenxiao met, he had to bow.
But without Su Hen's orders, Zhong Kui could not directly order Dai Wenxiao.
After all, they were both directors.
There was a difference in status, but the power and responsibility in their hands were similar.
Not long after Zhong Kui left.
Accompanied by the sound of armor colliding.
Bai Qi, who was over two meters tall and dressed in blood-red armor, slowly walked into the hall.
"I, Bai Qi, pay my respects to Your Excellency!"”
It had to be said that the aura on this killing god's body was too dense and powerful.
Even the ordinary reapers in the underworld did not dare to approach him easily!
Bai Qi walked in.
A faint smell of blood began to pervade the entire Judge Hall.
Su Hen waved his sleeves, and the thick sandalwood scent covered this bloody smell.
He looked at the general in front of him and could not help but nod slightly.
The peak of the king level was also divided into strong and weak.
For example, Zhong Kui, although he was also at the peak of the king level.
However, if he were to engage in a life and death battle with Baiqi…
It probably wouldn't be long before he was easily killed by Bai Qi!
After all, the Military and Horse Department's Head was too special.
If Su Hen did not use the Yama Seal and the Virtue Dharmic Sword, he would probably not be a match for him.
It could be said that apart from Su Hen, this was an anomaly.
Baiqi could be considered as one of the two worlds of the Nether World and the Burial Earth.
The strongest king below Monarch level!
Su Hen sat behind the table and raised his hand."Stand up."
"Thank you, sir."
With the sound of clashing armor and leaves, Bai Qi stood up and stood at the side like a statue.
"How is the training of that army?”Su Hen looked at him.
"It's already somewhat effective." Bai Qi cupped his hands and let out a metallic sound."Enough to go into battle."
"Although it's been too long, and these ghostly soldiers haven't really experienced battle, they can't compare to the true ghostly soldiers of the ancient times.”
"However, I believe that war is the best training method.”
"As long as I lead them and fight a few real battles.”
"In that case, I can guarantee that I will bring out a true peak ghost soldier for you!”
These gods had no memories of the ancient times.
However, they had a vague sense of the power level of the ancient gods.
After all, they were originally formed from the divine thoughts that the system had preserved since ancient times.
Thus, Baiqi remembered it very clearly.
In the ancient Nether World, all the ghost soldiers were at the peak of the soldier level.
Every ghost soldier was comparable to an ordinary general-level malicious ghost in Burial Earth.
Among the Ghost Soldiers, there were even powerful ones who could reach the general level or even the peak of the general level.
There were millions of such ghost soldiers in the underworld!
Back then, Son of Heaven Yin had led them and a group of gods to conquer the Burial Earth.
It pressed down on countless Great Lords of the Burial Earth and even higher existences, causing them to retreat step by step and unable to breathe!
Hearing Bai Qi's words, Su Hen's eyes revealed a look of agreement.
Indeed.
For an army, war was the best way to temper themselves.
However, the Burial Earth had not descended on a large scale yet.
This army was still unable to face a truly tragic battle.
"Master Bai." "Prepare for three days," Su Hen said in a deep voice.”
"Three days later, it will be the time to test the strength of your army.”
"I want them to completely wipe out Jinling, Dachang, and Ningyang, as well as all the wilderness and ghost territories around them!”
"Although it isn't considered a war, it can be considered a small test.”
"I hope you won't disappoint me.”
Baiqi cupped his fists and said,"Sir, please wait and see."
"I won't personally take action. I will only supervise the battle.”
"When the time comes, this army will naturally sweep through everything!”
"Alright." "I won't ask about this anymore." Su Hen nodded.”
"We're just waiting for the results in three days.”
"Go and prepare."
Baiqi nodded and bowed before turning around and leaving the hall.
He looked at Bai Qi's back.
The corners of Su Hen's mouth curled up slightly as he muttered softly,""I've already started preparing.”
"Don't disappoint me when the first general descends in Burial Earth.”
The fusion of Burial Earth was a gradual process.
First, it was the peak of A-class, and there was no S-class.
The second revival of ghost qi was the arrival of the soldier level.
Furthermore, paying a certain price could also allow a portion of general-level ghosts to descend.
When the third ghostly qi revived…
That was naturally the appearance of general-level malicious ghosts in this world on a large scale.
Furthermore, those Ghost Kings would pay a price and descend into this world.
At that time, it would be between the underworld and the Burial Earth.
In the truest sense, the first large-scale war broke out!
.........
When night fell, the Shing Wong Temple naturally closed.
In Liu Village, there was no fixed time for the Shing Wong Temple to close. It depended on the weather.
Once the sky turned dark, they closed the door.
Only an old temple priest was left to clean the hall.
Then, he packed up the tributes from the day and took the money from the merit box.
These tributes could be brought home by the old temple attendant.
As for the money, the old Miaozhu could only take 30%.
The remaining 70% must be used to buy sacrificial items such as sandalwood for the temple.
This was a rule passed down for many years.
However, the incense offerings in this Shing Wong Temple had already reached an exaggerated level.
There were even salespeople who lined up for others.
From this, one could see how lively it was.
The money in the Merit Box was naturally not small.
Just 30% was enough for the old temple god to live on.
They could even save quite a bit.
Old Man Zhang struggled to sweep the dust off the statue behind the table and applied a layer of tung oil on it.
Under the light of the fire, the statue seemed to be shining.
Lord Shing Wong's face became even more dignified and oppressive.
Old Zhang wiped the sweat off his forehead.
However, he did not leave as usual. Instead, he picked up three sandalwood incense sticks and lit them up. He knelt on the futon and faced the statue.
"Lord Shing Wong."
"I plan to go to Zonglin City tomorrow.”
"I have an old sister who I haven't contacted for many years.”
"She followed us to Zonglin during the migration. She called me yesterday and said that she wanted to catch up after not seeing me for more than ten years.”
"After all, at our age, we only have a few years left.”
"If we don't meet again this time, we might not have the chance to meet again in the future.”
Old Zhang said, reminiscing.
It was as if she had recalled some old memories.
He was still kneeling on the futon, and the sandalwood incense in his hand was emitting smoke.
"Therefore, I'm afraid that I won't be able to serve Lord Shing Wong and sweep the dust in this temple for the next ten days.”
"I hope Lord Shing Wong won't blame me!”
"The other thing is…"
Speaking of this, Old Zhang seemed a little embarrassed.
But Lefty scratched his head and said,""Lord Shing Wong, you know that it's not peaceful outside now.”
"I'm just an old man, I don't have the qualifications to have those people who are said to be able to deal with ghosts escort me to the Zong Lin.”
As a temple attendant, he naturally had a Shing Wong accessory.
However, Old Zhang spent most of his time in the Shing Wong Temple.
His home was also in Jin Ling City.
He had never encountered any danger.
Therefore, he gave his accessory to a family that had been haunted by a malicious ghost.
In the end, he was still a good person.
She was so focused on others that she neglected herself.
Old Zhang looked at the statue and chuckled.""So, I was thinking."
"Can you give me another accessory?”
"I still want to live for a few more years.”
The old man was very honest.
In front of the gods, he did not hide his fear of death at all.
Under the firelight, the statue seemed to be glowing slightly.
Old Zhang placed the sandalwood incense into the incense burner.
Then, he realized.
At some point, an accessory had appeared on the altar.
The accessory was naturally the City God Pendant.
The statue of the City God was vividly carved.
It was much more exquisite than the ten pendants he gave out every day.
Moreover, there were three sandalwood sticks quietly placed beside the accessory.
These three sandalwood sticks carried a rich fragrance that seemed to be different from ordinary sandalwood.
"This…"
Old Zhang was stunned for a while.
He didn't pick it up immediately.
Instead, he returned to the back of the offering table, knelt on the futon, and bowed respectfully several times.
Only then did he walk over again and carefully hold these things in his hands.
He picked up a broom and a rag and carefully cleaned the hall twice.
It was already midnight.
Old Zhang slowly left the hall and carefully left the door half-closed, not locked.
Ever since the news of the thief who stole the Shing Wong statue being crushed by a rock spread, the Shing Wong statue had been destroyed.
In addition, there was the old man who swore in front of the gods and ended up having his leg broken by a tree trunk.
No one dared to have any evil ideas about this temple.
.........
In the capital.
In the office of the Ghost Commanders Headquarters.
At this moment, dozens of people were seated in the spacious office.
There were old and young, men and women.
Each of them exuded a powerful aura.
They were the strongest ghost tamers in Grand Xia.
Those who were qualified to enter this meeting room were all S-class Ghost Commanders!
Among them, there were quite a few who were peak S-class Ghost Commanders.
Lin Yu was among them.
Sitting at the head of the table was an old man wearing a black suit that was specially designed for Ghost Commanders.
He looked like he was close to a hundred years old.
His head was full of white hair and his face was full of wrinkles.
However, his spirit was very strong, and there was not the slightest hint of turbid in his eyes.
He sat there with his back straight like a javelin.
"Everyone."
The old man pressed the remote control.
On the screen in front of him, a two-dimensional map of the entire Great Xia appeared.
Every city appeared on it.
The surroundings of the city were filled with black areas.
There were red dots in some black areas.
"This is the current situation in Great Xia.”
A middle-aged secretary stood beside the screen, holding a long black pole in his hand and pointing at it.
"These black areas are all occupied by ghosts.”
"As for the red dots, they represent S-class ghosts.”
" All the places marked with red dots are the accurate information obtained by our scouts after they paid a lot of blood.”
"Of course, my personal guess is that there are more than just a few grade S ghosts.”
"After all, there are still many black areas. Because they are located in the innermost part of the wilderness, our scouts can't get close at all.”
"The current situation is very serious!"
Actually, there was no need for him to say it.
In the meeting room, all the ghost controllers 'faces turned solemn.
These red dots were all confirmed S-class ghosts.
Just like that, there were at least hundreds of red dots.
One had to know that there were definitely a large number of S-class ghosts that had not been detected yet.
In that case, there were probably more than a thousand S-class ghosts in Great Xia alone!
On the other hand, the Great Xia Ghost Control Bureau only had a few dozen S-class ghost controllers.
If these S-class ghosts attacked together, they would form a ghost tide.
Then, this country would probably be destroyed in an instant!
"However, there's another piece of good news.”
He paused for a moment and waited for everyone to digest the information.
"Our investigator once saw a group of ghosts fighting to the death by chance.”
"These ghosts all come from the Burial Earth.”
"In other words, they come from the same world, but they also fight each other!”
The term " Burial Earth " was naturally spread from Jinling and Dachang City.
After some repairs.
Now, the Great Xia Ghost Control Bureau had completely replaced the Ghost Realm with Burial Earth.
After all, this was the most ancient form of address.
It was also his real name.
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