believe your evil

The next day, there was a bus from Senluo Temple to pick him up from the hotel.

Sheng Lian got into the car and was polite, saying that he was sorry to go on a business trip and asked you to pick him up specially, everyone is very busy, next time he can just take a taxi to Sen Luodian by himself.

The man driving said: "Recently, there is a martial law near the Senluo Temple. Ordinary vehicles can't get through it at all. If you take a taxi, don't even think about it." After a pause, he turned his head to look at Sheng Lian, "Do you still remember me?"

When Sheng Lian saw it, it looked familiar. After thinking about it, he seemed to be a member of the 18-person Jiaozi team yesterday, but he really couldn't remember whether it was from the bull head group or the horse face group.

He groaned, but unexpectedly discovered that the man's uniform had a pattern of a horse's head printed on the front of his uniform. He was stunned, and immediately said: "You were the one who made the horse face yesterday, right?"

The man smiled: "You have a pretty good memory," and boasted, "You have good eyesight if you didn't recognize me as those idiots from the Bull Head Group."

It was rare for Sheng Lian to know a person from the Netherworld, and he chatted with him familiarly. The members of the horse face team who came to be the driver were also very talkative. Regarding the situation over there, I think it’s your first time on a business trip, have you shopped around the hotel?”

Sheng Lian: "I didn't do much shopping, I had a meal at the hotel, walked two streets, and went to see a play."

Ma Mian: "Is it "If Love Has an Afterlife"? The drama has been very popular recently. My girlfriend has asked me out several times, but unfortunately I don't have time to work overtime."

Sheng Lian immediately brought the topic to the holy mountain snow lotus: "I heard that the angel and the devil used to be lovers?"

Ma Mian: "Ah? Is there, isn't it?" Then suddenly, "What you read is a drama, fake, made up, how can the angel and the devil be together? Just a strong man."

Sheng Lian was taken aback, that's not right, didn't Ji Jiuyou say that?

The horse face drove again and said: "Watching dramas, movies, romance movies, the devil and the angel are lovers. If you watch action movies, the devil and the angel will fight to the death. It's not true, it's not true. .”

Sheng Lian: "Then can you talk to me about the envoy from the Holy Mountain? I've been curious since I was in the 9th place."

The horse face said: "Hey, actually I don't know much. It seems that in order to seal the passage to the human world and prevent the group of monsters who locked the demon tower from escaping, they swore to fight to the death. Alright." He said again, "Okay, we're near the restricted area of ​​Senluo Temple."

The restricted area of ​​Senluo Palace is no different from ordinary streets, but there are no shops or houses around, and a charm security check is set up on the street. After passing the security check, drive for more than ten minutes and a corner of the majestic palace will appear, and then move forward, gradually revealing the whole picture.

Only then did Sheng Lian discover to his surprise that the Senluo Palace was really a palace with white tiles and blue walls.

Seeing Sheng Lian's surprised look, Ma Mian smiled and said: "Actually, our Senluo Hall used to be black bricks and black tiles, but I don't remember which year it was, so it was changed to white. Don't tell me, it used to be black. It is painted like a piece of carbon, and it looks much better after changing it to white tiles. It is still one of the several major tourist attractions in our netherworld. However, after the "gay marriage law" is passed, the palace is under martial law, and sightseeing is not allowed. I guess I have waited for this It should be fine in a while."

Sheng Lian was puzzled: "What does the gay marriage law have to do with martial law?"

Ma Mian patted the steering wheel: "Who knows, maybe it's just a coincidence."

The car was parked in the parking lot inside the wall of Senluo Palace, Sheng Lian got out of the car and said goodbye, Ma Mian reminded him: "Someone took you in at the gate, you just go to that person."

When I arrived at the entrance of Senluo Hall, I didn't see anyone else except the white-haired man from last night, leaning against a pillar at the entrance of the hall, swiping his phone.

Yan Wuchang was really annoying, ever since he gave Li Juyi a word this morning, that guy started bombarding him with news and kept asking, "Really, how did you know that I watched it with Mr. Ji in the private room next door that night? Is it the Sheng Lian from Office 9? Are you sure that Sheng Lian is really the envoy reincarnated?"

The two questions were repeated hundreds of times.

Yan Wuchang held a cigarette in his mouth, frowned, buried his head, and poked his phone to reply: "Listen to the voice! Of course, if not, do you think Mr. Ji has that time to hang around him?"

Li Juyi: "But last time you said that Sheng Lian was not an angel."

Yan Wuchang: "The ones who say no are Cui Judgment and Meng Sparrow."

Li Juyi: "Oh, you know it again, you showed me that Sheng Lian's ID photo last time, it's so ugly, the body is the same as a cabbage."

Yan Wuchang: "I took a screenshot, and I will show it to the envoy in the future, and you will say that he is blind and ugly."

Li Juyi: "!!! I want to take screenshots too, you are nicknamed Mr. Cui and Mr. Meng."

The refutation is weak, and the victory is complete.

Yan Wuchang hooked the corners of his lips, smiled and turned off the phone screen, just raised his eyes, and saw Sheng Lian's big face standing in front of him, he was shocked.

Sheng Lian smiled: "I saw you were sending a message, so I didn't call you."

Yan Wuchang nodded as a greeting, and put on a calm face: "Come with me."

Sheng Lian followed him and said politely, "Hi, my name is Sheng Lian, may I have your surname?"

Yan Wuchang believed that Sheng Lian was the envoy of the gods. Seeing him being so polite, he was very uncomfortable, and cursed secretly, knelt down to Ji Jiuyou and was irritable, and he also felt hairy when the envoy was polite to him.

Yan Wuchang said in a flat tone: "Oh, I am Yan Wuchang."

Sheng Lian was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "So it's Mr. Yan, hello, Mr. Yan."

Yan Wuchang's goosebumps fell all over the ground when he heard his voice, and the white hair on his head was about to explode. After thinking about it, he was cheap—how ​​could the envoy call him President Yan? ?Not to mention calling him Boss Yan with a low profile, calling him brother and brother is ruining his life.

He immediately stopped in his tracks, turned around and said to Sheng Lian, "You, if this is the case, don't call me Boss Yan."

Sheng Lian: "Huh?"

Yan Wuchang: "Just call me by my name."

Sheng Lian thought for a while: "Wu... Chang?" Doesn't it sound too intimate?I completely forgot that I called Ji Jiuyou "Jiuyou" the first time I saw him. At that time, I didn't think it was a problem at all.

Yan Wuchang got goosebumps when he was called by this name: "Forget it, you still call me Xiaoyan?" After a pause, "You can also call me Xiaobai."

Sheng Lian: "????" What's wrong with Mr. Yan?

Yan Wuchang looked at Sheng Lian: "Come on, let me hear."

Sheng Lian: "...Xiaoyan?" He met Yan Wuchang's encouraging eyes again, and continued, "...Xiao...Bai."

Yan Wuchang's awkward feeling finally went smoothly, he shrugged his shoulders, and thought to himself, is this right? This is the correct way for him to get along with the envoy.

He raised his hand to beckon Sheng Lian to follow him, but because of this "Xiaoyan" he suddenly recalled all the past——

At that time, when he brought back the souls of the dead from the human world, when the raft was going east to west along the Samsara River, when it was about to pass the wooden house with a high wall, there were always fruits or some delicate snacks thrown down. After he caught them, He raised his neck and looked at the high wall, but he couldn't see anyone, only heard a hearty voice calling him: "Xiaobai, it's been a hard journey."

Yan Wuchang always frowned like a monkey at that time: "Isn't Xiaobai the name of a dog? Don't call me that!"

Recalling the past, Yan Wuchang secretly sighed. The peaceful days of running in the human world and paddling the bamboo raft down the river to pass the high wall have really passed for a long time, a full 22 years.

Sheng Lian followed Yan Wuchang, and found that the size of the Senluo Hall was not small, and there were layers of pavilions and palaces everywhere, and it was hard to tell which was which. After walking for a while, Sheng Lian didn't know the southeast, northwest, and north at all.

Yan Wuchang did not forget to explain to Sheng Lian: "Sen Luo Hall is the official place of the Netherworld. After death, people will come directly to the Netherworld Hall to judge whether they are right or wrong. Wrong souls will be further judged and punished according to the size of the mistake. Of course, Senluo Hall is also responsible for the order and social development in the Netherworld. Generally speaking, it is a comprehensive official office."

Sheng Lian: "The devil lives here?"

Yan Wuchang was taken aback for a moment, stopped in his tracks, turned his head and said in amazement: "Why do you ask such a question?"

Sheng Lian: "Ah, I thought this place was similar to the White House."

Yan Wuchang was relieved that he didn't come: "No, the devil doesn't live here."

Sheng Lian continued following the topic: "Then he has his own palace?"

Yan Wuchang asked again: "You seem to be curious about the Demon King of the Nether World?"

Sheng Lian: "Just ask."

Yan Wuchang nodded, and then walked forward, thinking in his heart: For the demons and ghosts in the Netherworld, 22 years is just a snap of the fingers, and no one has discovered that the demon king Jiuyou has not appeared for a long time, and Deng Bao The mountain was surrounded by black energy all the year round, but after the soul of the god envoy was dispersed due to the chaos of the nether world, the demon king sealed all his demonic power under Mount Dengbao.

Why seal it?

Because 22 years ago, the Demon King Jiuyou originally planned to let the entire Netherworld be buried by the envoy.

The Netherworld has always worshiped mana, and the demon king who sealed his demon power is naturally not a real demon king. Therefore, in Yan Wuchang's view, the Netherworld has not had a demon king for 22 years, but the majesty is still there. Those who know the inside story, still honor him——

Season total.

The Senluo Hall was built in the east of the Yin Mountain in the Nether Realm, but the Eighteen Hells were on the other side of the Mountain. There was no shortcut, only through the long palace and office area.

Suddenly, a golden thunder flashed in the northwest sky from the corner of the eye.

Sheng Lian and Yan Wuchang stopped at the same time, and turned their heads to look out the window. Just now, where the thunder flashed, a large black cloud slowly gathered. Many colleagues in Sen Luodian also saw it. They came out of the office to watch, and the sunny day suddenly turned into evening. .

There were endless discussions, Sheng Lian looked in that direction and asked strangely: "Is it going to rain?"

Yan Wuchang suddenly realized that the direction where the black clouds gathered was actually Dengbao Mountain, and the pupils reflecting the black clouds shrunk. He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Meng Wangque's number, and said without beginning or end: "The direction of Dengbao Mountain, see it?"

Meng Wangque sighed: "What happened back then is not over yet, now that the Samsara River has reappeared, how could Mr. Ji let them go."

Yan Wuchang hung up the phone, looked at the distant sky, and slowly exhaled: "The devil is coming back."

Sheng Lian turned his head, thinking he was talking to him, raised his eyebrows in surprise, Demon King?

Is his powerful mistress who is said to be able to crush Ji Jiuyou like an ant finally coming out?

-

Netherworld is not a human world. The weather is arranged by the Meteorological Bureau on a weekly basis. When it rains, snows, and thunders, as long as it is reported in the weather forecast, it will definitely happen. The time is accurate to the second, and there has never been a mistake. , even the part where there is some rain may publicize a specific street range.

However, there was no warning of thunder near Dengbao Mountain that day. The general public in the Nether world searched the weather forecast, but they didn’t see any relevant publicity. No matter, such a big thunder did not give any notice.

The Meteorological Bureau of the Nether Realm was also very wronged, and reported the matter to the higher authorities. After a while, they received a reply from the higher authorities saying that it was a natural phenomenon, and it was nothing to worry about.

Where are the natural landscapes in the nether world?The few monsters who knew the inside story soon realized that such a big thunder, couldn't it be that a big monster was born out of nowhere?

But it's too late for the entire nether world to actively develop the economy. Everyone doesn't even bother to fly when they go out. They all rely on Jiatong tools and are lazy in cultivation. How could a big monster suddenly appear?

Looking far away, black clouds formed a thick vortex around the top of Mount Dengbao. The lightning flashed behind the clouds, and the holy mountain, which was originally shrouded in black mist, could not be seen clearly.

Finally, with a "bang rumbling", the first thunder fell, shaking the world, and the lightning illuminated half of the nether world, only then did the demons and ghosts realize that something was wrong.

But after the chaos, ordinary monsters have been used to 22 years of smooth and peaceful days, and most of them didn't think of it for the first time. In the entire Netherworld, in the memory that can be traced back, there have actually been similar scenes——

Long, long ago, a hell demon, born of quenching fire, climbed up from the Eighteen Hells of the Back-Yin Mountain, and the thunder and lightning that smashed the sky and the earth formed a net, covering half of the Netherworld.

The demons of the older generation basically know that after the hell demon climbed out, it directly brought out the thunder fire from the eighteen hells, and a large area was burned in an instant near the Yinyin Mountain, and the envoy of the holy mountain came immediately, not only extinguished He ignited the fire, pressed Lei Huo back to the Eighteenth Hell, and took in the hell demon that had just taken human form.

"Who are you."

"Ji Bai."

"Then who am I?"

"You come from the depths of hell, so let's call you Jiuyou. You are Jiuyou."