Inhuman World Front Desk Reception

What answered him was a golden light, and the long knife in the light carried karmic fire and thunder, and there were four majestic and heavy gold characters on the straight knife-"Daitian Xunhun".

Qin Feng's soul, dressed in pure black, leaped high from the coffin.

"You are the one who can't read. Today your grandpa Hei Wuchang will teach you how to write 'Hun Fei Po Scattered'!" Qin Feng was full of murderous anger, "Lonely ghosts, who can't even see through my real body, dare to be here Pretending to be my partner here to engage in pyramid schemes?"

With a bang, the extremely concealed small ruined temple was directly blown up, and now there is no need to hide it anymore, it was smashed with a knife, and the ground was covered with scum.

But with this grand strike, the impostor disappeared.

Qin Feng looked with his eyes and saw that the ground was covered in ashes. Every inch of the land was stained with dots of gray, which was exactly the same as the crimes of the impostor.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, and the farmland next to it rustled lightly in the evening wind. This national highway was a national highway with a very low usage rate, and it passed by quietly, without even a car.

Suddenly, a bright silver stick appeared from the void, and Xie Qilian who appeared suddenly held the tail of the stick with one hand, flicked his wrist extremely quickly, and with a buzzing sound in the air, a black shadow hit the high-speed shaking stick straight away, snapping The ground was drawn back.

Under the pale moonlight, Xie Qilian was dressed in plain white, and the tall hat on his head made his figure even taller.

There are four golden characters on it, yin and yang are in order.

Xie Qilian bowed his head and remained silent, full of murderous intent, under the moonlight, the four gold characters slowly turned into another half sentence - "The four seas are clear and bright".

The impostor turned his head again, and the words on the head of the black-clothed Wuchang holding the knife also changed——

"Hunting on behalf of the sky"

Wuchang in black deliberately reached out to support his hat, and sneered: "Offending you is the same as going against God's will?"

Don't even look at where God's will is?

The impostor was a fat old man with long beard, half of his beard was shaved off by Qin Feng just now, looking at his face, it was the statue sitting in the center of the small temple that had just been chopped into pieces.

The fat old man's first reaction when he saw Qin Feng was to turn around and stare at Xie Qilian:

"After you... 200 years later, you can still find a new Hei Wuchang? The yin and yang are all in charge?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng raised his brows high - Hei Wuchang had been vacant for 200 years, and only Jiang Shen, the oldest old man in the underworld, knew the exact number.

"Is he really a public official in the underworld?" Qin Feng asked, pointing his knife at the old man.

After a long time, Xie Qilian replied: "Zeng is the local city god." He put the emphasis on "Zeng".

The former City God's face twisted when he heard this sentence, but he understood the power of impermanence in black and white, so naturally he didn't dare to mess around again.

The corners of his mouth twisted, and forced out a dry smile: "Master Xie's visit to this small temple of mine really makes this place flourish. The countryside is vulgar, and it is not worthy of Mr. Xie's noble——"

snorted.

Xie Qilian's expression moved slightly, and he raised his head: "My good partner, why are you still laughing?"

Qin Feng waved his hands again and again: "No, no, you beat him with a stick, and he kept flattering him. He looks very much like the father-in-law in Journey to the West who saw Grandpa Dasheng."

After he finished speaking with a half-smile, the cold aura on Xie Qilian's body seemed to dissipate a little, he clicked his tongue and stared back, not sure whether he was blaming Qin Feng for laughing or he had a problem with the metaphor of the Great Sage Grandpa.

"About 300 years ago." Xie Qilian explained, "the last batch of high-ranking righteous gods completed their merits and left the world. The incense received from the world has become less and less, and today, there is no longer a county town god position."

Qin Feng felt a little regretful: "Nowadays when young people mention Town God's Temple, [-]% of them really think of tourist attractions and snack streets."

"Because there is no urgent need anymore." Xie Qilian has no regrets, "How do you compare those years in the past with the present? In those days, the sky was high and the emperor was far away, and the grievances were huge. If you couldn't meet the honest parents and officials, you could only sit and wait for six years. Such an unrealistic fantasy like Yue Feixue, besides, in many eras, no matter whether it is justified or not, people have to hit the board first. If they encounter a foolish king... so many ghosts went to the underworld to report the outstanding cases to the city god, and it was also successful. Lots of allusions. But not now."

He looked at Qin Feng gently, and smiled: "Now, don't you have you?"

Qin Feng felt his face heat up, and the hand holding the knife trembled, but he was a little reluctant to look away.

Most of the city gods in various places were local people with prestige during their lifetime. They did good deeds that made the village remember them. The god position, the source of power is human belief.Therefore, after most of the folk city gods have stopped accepting an unjust case for decades, there is no need for them to stay behind. They can be regarded as having successfully completed their work. With a retirement certificate, they can easily reincarnate and enjoy the wealth and honor in the next life.

"I sent away the last batch of county town gods decades ago." Xie Qilian shook his head lightly, "If someone is attached to their homeland and doesn't want to be reincarnated, that's okay, but if you stay here, you know what you are attached to, and you Take a look at the ground under your feet, where you are standing, is there still a trace of righteousness?"

The fat old man didn't speak, and Xie Qilian's voice became colder by the minute: "You are greedy for power and wealth, and the people don't worship anymore, so you pretend to be me to make offerings, you have fallen into the devil's way."

A righteous god can't be a living person. When the former city god used sorcery to control the sorceress, he was no longer qualified to be a righteous god.

"It's not guaranteed at the end of the festival." Qin Feng leaned on a knife and teased Xie Qilian, "It may also be because of his good acting skills. In the past, the local people worshiped him. Don't you just cheat him? Isn't Mr. Xiao He's father who does charity every day? a classic case."

"How dare you compare me with that kind of mortal!" The depraved city god suddenly jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on, "When I was alive, I repaired ditches, cured floods, and built new waterwheels for these ten miles and eight villages to feed people who don't know what to do. How many peasants, in my land, there was a Jinke champion, how long has it been, why do they forget me completely?"

He spoke so confidently that Qin Feng didn't even have time to interject for a while, but he heard the former City God plausibly say: "I just want to continue to take care of this place, even if I fall behind in some methods, you will If you don’t come up, just kill me, right?”

Mo Dao vibrated with a buzz, and the old man shrank his neck in fright.

"Somewhat behind?" Qin Feng sneered, pulled his collar and threw him on the coffin, causing his head to thump, "Let me ask you, if a living girl is nailed in this coffin, How many hours do you optimistically estimate that she can live?"

The heavy coffin required eight middle-aged young men to carry it together, and once the coffin lid was closed, there was no light inside. The desperate darkness may scare people to death inside.

If Qin Feng hadn't come, there would be a young girl lying here tonight.

And before that, when the information was blocked, this false impermanence might not have done anything.

Xie Qilian said slowly: "If you leave the belief in the world, you will gradually lose your mana and become indistinguishable from ordinary ghosts. What you want is the power that can make you domineering when the incense is at its peak."

"...Impermanence is entrusted by heaven and earth, and you don't care about the believers." The fallen city god suddenly said, "Xie Qilian, you don't care whether the world worships you or not, but everyone now knows you. Who doesn't know the legend of impermanence's ecstasy? Even him Damn mortals have you for filming a TV series or playing a mobile game—how about me, how many other people know that I am such a hard-working city god?"

"Conscientiously cheating people?" Qin Feng swung his sword horizontally, and said in a cold tone, "Stop talking nonsense, get up, and go back to the underworld for trial."

The former City God got up silently, put his hands in the sleeves of his official uniform, bowed his head and did not speak.

Qin Feng took out a pair of golden handcuffs: "Stretch out your hand."

The former City God's eyes moved, and a gray mist flashed past his sleeves.

Qin Feng: "What are you doing—"

Before he finished speaking, a low-profile figure rushed over, and when Qin Feng turned his head, a very fast puff of smoke landed on the ground and turned into a girl in pajamas who rushed forward and grabbed him in the face.

In the field not far away, the figures of many girls appeared, their faces were expressionless, their toes were on the ground, and they were wearing a variety of pajamas of different styles, running towards this side frantically.

"What's going on here!" Qin Feng exclaimed, retracting the Mo Dao to prevent the blade from hitting the girl who rushed to hug him.

"Chenghuang is the yin and ghost immortal who guards the yang world. His soul-hooking bell can summon living souls in the middle of the night to go to the Chenghuang Temple for trial." Xie Qilian also said in a serious tone, "We have different functions and powers. You and I have less influence on living souls than Chenghuang. He doesn't care about it now, if he breaks his spell forcefully, it will hurt the souls of these girls."

"Master Xie, I specialize in art." The old man smiled, "Is it you who rang the bell and confronted me that night? You might as well just use the power of impermanence to bring them back to their souls, but unfortunately, I fell into their souls that night." After getting the Seal of the City God, they are familiar with this road again... I can still have the mana to drive the Seal of the City God, thank you for your reputation, Bai Wuchang!"

The girls rushed over from the village one after another, at an unbelievably fast speed, and stepped forward to protect him behind him. The old man had half a face with a sparse beard, and small red dots flashed in his eyes, as if provocative, and he was upright Turning around and running, Qin Feng and Xie Qilian were overwhelmed by the girls rushing towards him. If he wanted to chase him, he would have to step on these girls.

"I'm not good at fighting skills." Qin Feng replied in a low voice.

"Coincidentally, I'm actually not good at it either." Xie Qilian slowly smiled, "It's true that my spells are slightly better than yours, but it's troublesome."

Qin Feng suddenly withdrew the Mo Dao, turned around and hugged a girl who rushed over, regardless of her hands and feet, pinched her under his arms, turned around and grabbed the next one.Fortunately, the tallest girl among the girls is only 1.7 meters. Qin Feng, who is [-], is like a mountain. He pokes forward and quickly embraces a group of girls. Mo Dao melts into golden light and becomes a long chain. Qin Feng pulls With this bunch of girls, go on to the next one.

——No girl could reach Xie Qilian's body, Wuchang in white was holding the long silver stick and walked forward slowly.

He seemed to be walking very slowly, but the white mist was swaying, and he had already walked several hundred meters in the blink of an eye, and appeared behind the chubby old man Chenghuang.

Xie Qilian's voice was soft and sweet: "You'd better stop."

A chill that went deep into the soul grabbed the fleeing former city god, and the old man let out a low growl. In the farmland on both sides, the plants suddenly rose several meters high, and the awakened spirit of vegetation grew scarlet eyes—but the old man was surprised to find that, Not a single leaf dared to approach Xie Qilian.

Jingle bells—the chains on Bai Wuchang's body shook slightly.

The coldness changed from a blanket of mist to a bone-piercing line. The old man's legs swayed twice in vain, realizing that he had stopped in place, and even floated in the air.

Xie Qilian held the long silver stick steadily, but the other end of the stick was no longer what it used to be.

——A translucent spear point quietly appeared on the top of the stick, the edge was like a polished ice edge, and there was a thin blood-red mark in the center. The cold spear point penetrated the fat old man, Xie Qilian still Holding the gun with one hand, he was slowly lifted into the air.

"Can't you hear me tell you to stop?" Xie Qilian smiled slightly, the old man was hanging on the tip of the gun, turned his neck with difficulty, and saw the blood-red endless hell reflected in those dark eyes.

The cold feeling tore the soul, the old man felt that he was being frozen into a piece of ice, and then this piece of ice was cracking from the center little by little.

He is an old city god, and he knows more than the later Yin Er. In the earlier era, Bai Wuchang was called General Bai in the underworld. Both Yan Luo and the government officials respected him, and he was stationed in Beiyin Fengdu Luofu. All the Yin soldiers at the foot of the mountain were at his disposal.

He led those yin soldiers, who dared to break the path of hungry ghosts.

"The former city god Zhu, you abused the power of the city god, oppressed mortals, disturbed yin and yang, and used magic to hide from the world for hundreds of years when the yin and yang of the underworld were incapable of performing their duties. You defiled the land under your feet that should have been protected by you." Xie Qilian said coldly, "You should be punished for your crime. Your name will be erased together with your past merits and virtues in the register of the underworld. If you hate that the world forgets you, then I will call this piece of heaven and earth, and there will be no more words." About you."

Bai Wuchang, who guides good souls, always looks very gentle.He hasn't used a real weapon in a long time, but that doesn't mean he's rusty

The plain white silver stick will only become a sharp weapon when it encounters a real evil spirit.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Shen: Otherwise, why do you think we are so afraid of Mr. Xie? ? ?

Fang Xiaonian: Ahhh, what about old A, he said it would be good to keep your partner from going out to scare ghosts! ! !

[Brother Xie's character design is Hu's private design, emphasize again!hum! 】