The bronze barrier gate of Bingbu Ghost Temple's prison suddenly opened.
A petite purple shadow passed through the bronze door, and another black shadow behind it also followed, and finally entered side by side.
The environment inside this door was dark, stinky, vicious, and violent. Under this restless atmosphere, Zi Zhen and Si Fang Yin landed in front of an underground palace.
This underground palace can also be regarded as another gate of the Bingbu Ghost Temple Prison, and it is naturally the place where the prison guards usually stay. Although it is a prison, the scope and space are still quite large.
When the bronze barrier door is opened, the jailers and jailers in this underground palace will naturally know that someone is coming in. As for whether it is a routine escort of prisoners or a big shot coming in, they will be able to tell the difference!
Almost as soon as Zi Zhen arrived in front of the underground palace, the underground palace was very lively. There were all kinds of shouts and shouts, and the overall situation was very chaotic.
However, the chaos returned to chaos, and they came out very quickly. Groups of jailers wearing black and yellow solemn brocade clothes came to Si Fangyin and Zi Zhen in groups. Not long after, there were more than 300 people.
Appear.
Moreover, at a glance, Zi Zhen saw that these people were basically from the Hunyuan clan, and their strength was not low. Many of them were in the realm of annihilation. Even jailers without grades were generally at the peak of the destiny realm.
As she thought, these people who are willing to live in this harsh environment and associate with ghosts, gods, and criminals are most likely not gentle people. It is difficult to distinguish these extremely vicious, hot and bold faces and eyes for a while.
Are they jailers or prisoners?
Obviously, this is not a place where news is closed, so after these hundreds of people gathered, they immediately knelt down and shouted enthusiastically: "Greetings to the Master of the Temple!"
It can be seen from their enthusiastic expressions that they highly admire Si Fangyin. This enthusiasm is probably more than their emotions towards Kun Tianzhen.
Of course, they also noticed the 'girly' Zi Zhen next to them. Although the appearance of the Purple Blood Tribe and the Holy Blood Tribe were basically the same as those of the human race, they could tell at a glance that Zi Zhen was a ghost.
So after Si Fangyin smiled and asked them to excuse themselves, among the hundreds of people, a thin man wearing a pale ghost mask in the middle said with a teasing smile: "Your Majesty, you are so polite! Come and inspect it yourself, little one."
We are already very honored, why do we bring a little flesh toy with us! This ghostly little body is so exciting, brothers are all blessed!"
As soon as these words came out, hundreds of people looked at Zi Zhen with hot eyes. It was obvious that these men were holding back their nerves. They looked at Zi Zhen like wolves and tigers, their whole bodies restless, smiling excitedly, as if they were going to kill him.
It swallows it into the eyes.
Zi Zhen's appearance and characteristics are considered to be of national beauty and beauty here, and the more she looks at her, the more amazing she becomes, and the more she looks at her, the more manic she becomes.
"Master Si Cheng, you are so kind to us!"
"Master Si Cheng has a long life span of hundreds of millions of years!"
After hearing this, Si Fangyin was not really angry, but said with a straight face: "Don't talk nonsense! This girl Zi Zhen is a supreme talent comparable to Shang Yuzhong, the Purple Blood Ghost Emperor!
The warden of the Bingbu Guishen Temple Prison who was personally appointed by Mr. Shaoqing is the future boss of you guys! Please be more serious and polite, so as not to blow your head off for the warden."
As soon as the words fell, there was really an uproar in the Guishen Temple Prison. Ordinary guards and jailers definitely didn't know the ins and outs of this. They all widened their eyes and looked at Zi Zhen in disbelief. They thought for a long time.
not understand.
"I've never heard of her before!"
"A ghost has become the warden of a seventh-grade prison?"
"I heard that the Purple Blood Ghost Emperor is a bit awesome, but becoming an official is another matter!"
It is easy for the four of them to understand that in their eyes, ghosts and gods are similar to slaves...
No matter how strong a slave is, no matter how talented he is, he cannot climb above them!
"But, this is personally appointed by Mr. Shaoqing! And this ghostly girl is very pretty, so maybe?"
Thinking of this, they have finally completed the logical loop. It is probably a certain big boss who wants to hide his beauty in the Golden Room of Bingbu Ghost Temple?
But is this really the case?
"It turns out to be the prison warden. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't get angry over the joke just now!"
The person who spoke was still the man wearing the ghost mask just now. His tone of voice was gloomy, giving people a creepy feeling, and there was no respect at all.
When everyone heard this, they had other thoughts. They were all smart people here. They all knew that the speaker was Si Fangyin's direct confidant and loyal lackey... He seemed not to be very polite to Zi Zhen!
Is this some kind of signal?
Originally, most people were instinctively uncomfortable with having a ghost and god step on their heads.
If this was really the signal, the big guys were looking at each other with even more weird and amusing expressions.
Moreover, after the man in the ghost mask finished speaking nonsense again, Si Fangyin still didn't lose his temper. He smiled at Zi Zhen and said: "They stay here all the year round, so it is inevitable that they will be contaminated by some evil spirits. It is understandable. Of course, they
Their hearts are quite good and they are all honest people."
Zi Zhen just wanted to roll his eyes after hearing this. They all looked like wild wolves, and they were still simple people.
Even the prison guards and jailers were said to be a little embarrassed.
Through this kind of dialogue, they were also trying to determine their true attitude towards the warden of the Ghost and God Prison... On second thought, it seemed that Lord Si Cheng was not the same person as the warden!
Furthermore, there is a fundamental question, who is hiding in this damn place?
Is this a place where beauties can stay?
The eyes of these smart people immediately became more meaningful, the corners of their mouths were slightly raised, and the aggression in their eyes also rose!
"Come and introduce yourself!" Si Fangyin said to the skinny man in the ghost mask.
The skinny man with the ghost mask hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Prison Warden, my name is Gu Huo! I am the deputy prison warden here, and I have been here for 150,000 years! The daily maintenance of this temple prison.
Even if you leave the suppression work to me, you won’t even come, I will make sure that these ghosts and gods obey and behave themselves, and there will be nothing wrong with them!”
"Why are you talking? Get out of the way." After hearing this, Si Fangyin laughed and cursed.
"Okay." The man named "Gu Huo" really rolled away, causing a burst of laughter.
In addition, Si Fangyin also asked about twenty "prison guards" to come up and introduce himself to Zi Zhen.
The deputy prison warden is an official of the imperial court of Taiyu, the eighth rank, which is not low, and these prison guards are also officially of the ninth rank.
Besides, after defeating a jailer, there is no need to know anything else.
Zi Zhen controlled the deputy prison warden and more than twenty prison guards, which was equivalent to controlling the Bingbu Ghost Temple Prison.
Of course, whether these people listen to him is another matter...