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Song Zhuo was lying on the ground, the blood from his heart seemed to have drained, staining his white shirt red, and the blood even trickled down to Lu Shen who was beside him.

But right at Song Zhuo's chest where the sword pierced through, a golden light suddenly appeared, illuminating the entire cave brighter than daytime.

And under the golden light, Song Zhuo seemed to stand up.

But looking carefully, Song Zhuo's body was still lying on the ground, and another Song Zhuo stood up.

If this is placed on someone else, it should be the separation of the spirit body after death.

But Song Zhuo didn't seem to be like that.

His soul is not the light black of the new dead ghost, his soul is more real than the corpse lying on the ground.

He still wears a simple white shirt and black trousers, unmanicured hair and rustic black-rimmed glasses, but now he looks much better than usual, with deeper facial features and a glow all over his body, like a god Advent.

And it is.

"Cui Jue, violated the laws of the dark, and tried to plot rebellion. From now on, he will be imprisoned in the Great Hell under the Zhengxiwo Stone, under the care of the Metropolitan King, and will be punished forever."

Song Zhuo pronounced the sentence in a deep voice in the golden light, and everyone else was stunned by the golden light, but Cui Jue, who was still complacent before, knelt on the ground because of some irresistible force.

Cui Jue seemed to be suffering from great pain. He was half kneeling on the ground with a grim expression. Big beads of sweat slid down from his forehead and hit the cave floor.

Song Ke looked at Cui Jue with unknowing worry in his eyes. Cui Jue seemed to feel the gaze, and he pulled his lips into a smile with strength. The gentleman in the past was full of evil at the moment.

"I didn't expect you to be incarnated by death. I lost this round. However, the game is not over yet, and we have a long way to go."

After he finished speaking, Song Zhuo waved his arm, and saw a man wearing a purple-black embroidered dragon robe, a fringed crown, and a beard suddenly appeared in midair.

His eyes were full of solemnity, and he nodded slightly at Song Zhuo, "The king of the city came to capture criminals under the order of the great emperor." Then he looked at Cui Jue following Song Zhuo's gaze, raised his wide sleeves and waved Cui Jue, only Seeing that Cui Jue instantly shrunk in size and was sucked into the cuff. "The criminal has been captured, and the king will leave."

Song Zhuo nodded, and the Metropolitan King disappeared soon again.

After Cui Jue was taken care of, all the ghosts who made trouble with him were also captured, and Yue Mingjiao put them in a brocade bag and sent them back to the underworld for punishment.

Those villagers who were reincarnated by ghost messengers were erased by Song Zhuo from the memory of tonight because of their unfinished life in this world, and sent back to their homes and courtyards.

In an instant, only Song Zhuo's body was left in the bustling cave, Lu Shen lying on the ground, Song Ke and the old village chief standing beside him, and the Emperor Fengdu who looked the same as Song Zhuo but glowed golden .

Emperor Fengdu glanced at Song Ke and the old village head, and shook his head.He first hid the golden light on his body, and then waved his hand to make the corpse belonging to Song Zhuo disappear.

Now, Emperor Fengdu seemed to be the only Song Zhuo again, but the current Song Zhuo could make people feel a strong sense of oppression even wearing glasses.

People cannot be resurrected after death, even Emperor Fengdu himself was trapped by this theorem.

The old village chief walked forward tremblingly, and said earnestly and in awe, "Great Emperor, General Lu, he~"

Emperor Fengdu seemed to have noticed Lu Shen who was still lying on the ground at this moment.

Looking at that face, Emperor Fengdu froze, all he could see was the energetic look of the young Lu Shen hundreds of years ago.

In fact, in the ten lifetimes of Emperor Fengdu's reincarnation, he has met Lu Shen in several lifetimes.

But what impressed him the most was the first life, and only in that life, Lu Shen was a real human being, the most fragile and the most vivid.

Lu Shen, a young man in a moon-white robe, walked towards him, and General Lu knelt outside the city gate wearing decayed armor.

Those shadows quickly passed through the eyes of Emperor Fengdu, only to feel that the world is really suffering.

His hand brushed Lu Shen's face lightly, and that gray figure seemed to be suddenly infused with life. Soon, Lu Shen who was lying on the ground made some slight movements, and he struggled to open his eyes and woke up. .

"Too," Lu Shen blurted out subconsciously, and then immediately responded, "Doctor Song, are you okay?"

Emperor Fengdu met Lu Shen's gaze and turned into Song Zhuo, "It's okay, everything has been settled, let's go back to the village."

"solved?"

"The man with me, do you remember? That Chu Sheng, he is the Ksitigarbha."

"Oh."

On the way back, Song Ke, who had always had a straight face, finally couldn't hold back and asked Song Zhuo awkwardly, "Why didn't you discuss it with me?"

"I'm afraid Second Uncle won't let me die."

"Hmph, didn't Emperor Fengdu call me second uncle on purpose to frustrate me?"

"Hahahaha, second uncle, don't be angry."

As Song Zhuo spoke, he pulled Song Ke's arm. The old village chief who knew everything felt his scalp tingling.

Along the way, Lu Shen wanted the old village chief to tell him what happened when he fainted, but although the old village chief was grateful and admired General Lu for hundreds of years, he still kept his mouth shut.

Emperor Fengdu can't afford to offend him, God of War, you can ask for blessings.

Because Cui Jue was captured, the barrier in Taoyuan Village opened on its own.

When Song Zhuo and the others returned to the village committee, Yue Mingjiao and Chu Sheng, who was formed from another thin soul of Lord Ksitigarbha, were already waiting there.

Yue Mingjiao showed Song Zhuo a pot of boiled thick medicine she brought back from the underworld, and after getting the hint, she left the village committee with the old village chief.

It was just past four o'clock in the morning, and the sky was slowly getting brighter.

At seven or eight o'clock in the morning, the students got up one after another, ready to start a new day.

When they saw Song Zhuo, Chu Sheng, Song Ke who had already been drinking tea in the courtyard, and Lu Shen, whom they had never seen before, they all went to say hello with a look of surprise.

After freshening up, several female students consciously prepared breakfast, and the others gathered together in twos and threes to chat as usual.

The daytime in Taoyuan Village has always been surprisingly quiet, and it seems to be the same today.

It wasn't until the first villager rushed to the door of the village committee, and Song Zhuo calmly asked the students to open the door of the village committee, that they realized the difference today.

The strange diseases of those villagers were cured, and they were also conscious during the day.

According to the memories of those villagers, before the sun rose this morning, they tied themselves at home as usual, and at this time, an old man took a beautiful girl to deliver medicine from door to door.

The villagers didn't cooperate at first, but the girl seemed to have supernatural powers, and she was able to restrain the villagers with ease. Then the old man poured the medicine from a small pot into a bowl and fed the villagers to drink.

At first, the villagers who were fed the medicine didn't feel much, but as the sky dawned, they were all surprised to find that their consciousness was still there, and they seemed to have recovered from their illness.

The villagers who were rescued tentatively untied the chains wrapped by their own hands, walked out the door, and walked in the bright light of the day, really sober.

They were sure that their strange disease had been cured, and the girl who gave them the medicine was one of the outsiders who came to the village for investigation. Excited, the villagers gathered at the village committee and came to Bishui University. Thanks to the delegation.

The author has something to say: This is originally without CP, Song Zhuo, also known as Emperor Fengdu, has no emotional lines, he loves everyone.