Chapter 311 Borrowing Soldiers from the Underworld
After all, it is a technique, and there are many techniques that do not overwhelm the body.
Xu Ping didn't think much about it, but headed south, towards the land of southern Guangdong.
He only told Uncle Jiu about this trip to hunt down Ghost Ishida, and did not explain it to anyone else. Now that's all, the Japanese ninjas in the Northeast have been cleared out for the time being.
It's also time to go back to Renjia Town and take a rest.
Just as he was moving forward, there was always a question lingering in his mind.
Since we know clearly that the Japanese Ninjas will make a comeback, is the only way to stop them with soldiers and to cover them up with water and earth?
The contemporary master Lu Xun once said that the best offense is defense. If this is the case, then why must we sit back and wait for death.
Xu Ping thought like this and already had a plan.
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Fengdu, the underworld.
With the tireless work of tens of thousands of ghosts, the new city developed using the soil has been basically completed.
The new city was named Pingcheng.
Under the guidance of the underworld ghost missions led by Zhong Kui, ghosts came to Pingcheng one after another, bringing some ghostly energy to the new city.
"Zhenjun, there are now 48,000 ghosts settled in Pingcheng. According to our statistics, Pingcheng can still house about 50,000 ghosts."
Song Qingling held a file of Pingcheng Guikou registration in her hand and spread it out on the eucalyptus table in front of Zhong Kui.
Zhong Kui picked up the file and looked at it carefully. After a moment, he nodded: "This matter is finally done. It can be regarded as a new way out for these ghosts."
More than half a step away, Fengdu and Pingcheng.
In this way, there will be three areas in the underworld that can accommodate ghosts, and the total number can reach hundreds of thousands.
And now it is still because the houses are simple and most places have not been developed yet. If they are all developed, they will be able to accommodate at least millions.
And all this is because of Xu Ping.
Song Qingling thought of him, and a trace of sadness appeared on her face as white as paper.
Zhong Kui continued to flip through the files, then suddenly his expression paled and he said in astonishment: "How come... the number of ghosts who went to be reincarnated is so small?"
Doesn’t everyone want to live anymore?!
Or maybe there are still ghosts out there who are making things difficult for these ghosts and secretly collecting bribes in the same way as in the past.
When he thought of this, anger appeared on Zhong Kui's dark face, and he shouted loudly, and the beard on his lips trembled, "Is it because Niu Tou and Ma Mian didn't supervise them well, or are they also involved?"
Song Qingling is now the chief administrator of the underworld, so he naturally knows all about this information.
The sadness on her face disappeared, and she said seriously: "Zhenjun, that's not the case, it's actually..."
She paused and continued: "Nowadays, the warlords in the underworld are divided, wars are raging, and the people are miserable. For these ghosts, they just want a stable life, and the underworld at this time is exactly like this."
Hearing what Song Qingling said, Zhong Kui immediately calmed down, frowned his thick sword-like eyebrows, and thought, "If this is the case, I'm afraid it won't be easy to handle."
If the ghost arrives in the underworld and does not want to be reborn, the yin and yang will be out of balance and the order of the world will be disordered. This is not a good sign.
After thinking for a long time, he felt a sudden urge in his mind and wanted to suppress it with iron and blood means.
"According to the records in the Book of Life and Death, when the time comes, those who should be thrown into the animal realm will be thrown into the animal realm. Those who should go to the human world to enjoy happiness will be sent to the human world to enjoy happiness. Those who committed evil in the previous life and deserve to suffer in the next life will be sent away directly by force."
No matter what, the order of heaven and earth is the most important.
Song Qingling nodded and didn't say much. You have done all the immoral things in this life and you will suffer the consequences in the next life, but you avoid reincarnation. That is not such a good thing.
Of course, before reincarnation, it is inevitable to go to the eighteenth level of hell again.
The current eighteen levels of hell are overcrowded with ghosts again, and the pitiful screams of hundreds of thousands of evil ghosts continue day and night, never stopping.
The number of evil spirits in the entire eighteenth level of hell is half a step higher than that of Fengdu, and there are more evil spirits in the three places of Pingcheng.
After all, in this world, there are always far more bad people than good people.
But Song Qingling still had concerns and said: "Zhenjun, but I'm afraid that if I press too hard, something like Ksitigarbha will happen."
Zhong Kui didn't know why, but for a while, he had no good solution. He just said: "The world of the world will never continue to be chaotic. It will eventually return to peace and restore the prosperity of China."
"I hope so!"
Song Qingling hopes to say.
"By the way, is there any news about Brother Xu recently?" Zhong Kui asked suddenly.
How do you know I'm paying attention to him... A blush appeared on Song Qingling's face, and she breathed quickly. After a moment, she said softly: "The last time there was news about him, it was at the Chenghuang Temple in Qicheng. I don't know where he is now.
?”
Zhenjun Zhong Kui said: "This Pingcheng is named after him, and I want him to come and see it, but I don't know what he has been busy with recently?"
If Xu Ping had not taken out the soil from the eighteenth level of hell, Qi City would not have been able to be built. It can even be said that the entire hell is now in the hands of Ksitigarbha.
What kind of scene that was, it's hard to say.
After talking about Xu Ping, Song Qingling's thoughts became faster, and she added: "But I saw from the power of incense passing through the Chenghuang Temple that he seemed to have encountered some troubles at that time. If it was not a critical period for the construction of Pingcheng, it would be
I plan to go and help."
Although there are rules that say that the underworld is not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the underworld, Song Qingling didn't think too much about it.
At worst, after leaving the underworld, he will go to help in the form of a lonely ghost.
Now because of Xu Ping's relationship, Zhong Kui trusts her more and more, and is willing to leave many affairs to him.
As for the two tough guys with an ox-headed horse face, it's okay to let them seduce ghosts and chop ghosts. But when it comes to doing this kind of thing, it's just a monk who is two feet tall and can't figure it out.
As for those old people, they are unable to change their minds and adapt to the new situation in the underworld.
When you get old, you have to take a back seat.
They themselves have a very good understanding of themselves, and now they are basically recuperating in the underworld.
Hearing what Song Qingling said, Zhong Kui had no objection and nodded: "If Brother Xu opens his mouth, I really can't help but help..."
"Report——"
"Lord Zhenjun, Mr. Xu is here."
When he heard that Cao Cao had arrived, Zhong Kui's face lit up with joy and he said hurriedly: "Quick, please, go to my storehouse to get some jars of Yin Ming wine. I'm going to Brother Xu to have a drink."
Yinming wine is brewed from Yinming fruits and is extremely precious.
…
"Brother Xu, you are finally here. I thought you had forgotten me." Zhong Kui Zhenjun held a wine jar and shouted at Xu Ping.
"Let's catch up on old times first, and let Qingling take you to Pingcheng later to see how our newly built city in the underworld looks like."
Song Qingling was adding wine to Hongxiu on the side. Only Xu Ping was in her eyes, "Yes, Brother Xu, this Pingcheng is named after you. It's very lively now."
Xu Ping sat at the table, worried, but he didn't explain it at this time. He just drank with Zhong Kui.
After three rounds of drinking, Zhongkui Zhenjun also discovered that Xu Ping had something on his mind, and took the initiative to ask: "Brother Xu, what kind of trouble did you encounter?"
Xu Ping nodded: "There is indeed something coming."
He thought very clearly that the Japanese ninjas were indeed very powerful, but they were not afraid of all the sects and factions gathering together.
only……
I'm afraid there won't be many sects that are willing to mobilize like Baiyun Temple, and even Baiyun Temple only mobilized because the mountain gate was destroyed and they had to prove their innocence.
The next time the Japanese ninjas come again, each sect will still be fighting each other, and they will definitely not be able to destroy each other.
What Xu Ping wants to do is to solve the problem once and for all.
This would seem to be a shortage of manpower, so when we came to the underworld this time, we actually wanted to ask Zhong Kui for help.
"To be honest, Lord True Lord, Xu also knows the rules of the underworld and cannot interfere in the affairs of the underworld, but this time he is defending against foreign enemies, so he would like to ask Lord True Lord to borrow some Yin soldiers."
If this matter is not solved once and for all, it will drag on for a long time and countless people will suffer.
Therefore, Xu Ping spoke frankly and stated the purpose of his visit.
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingling and Zhong Kui couldn't help but look at each other. Unexpectedly, the words turned out to be a prophecy. They were still talking just now.
Zhong Kui slowly put down the wine jar in his hand, frowned slightly, and said thoughtfully: "Brother Xu, you asked me to do this, so of course you have to help me..."
There can be no but... Xu Ping thought in his mind.
"But..." Zhenjun Zhongkui changed the topic and continued: "If we are in the underworld, I can make the decision on the deployment of these Yin soldiers, but if we go to the earth, to be honest, without the Yama order of King Yama, I can't.
Made it happen.”
Said.
Zhenjun Zhongkui then introduced: "This Yama Ling can directly connect to the Yang world and allow the Yin soldiers to descend. Without this thing, the Yin soldiers can only appear in the form of lonely ghosts. In that case, the strength of the Yin soldiers,
Only 30% remains.”
"Thirty percent!"
Xu Ping was surprised.
If only 30% are left, it is still unclear whether these Yin soldiers can deal with those Japanese ninjas.
After pondering for a moment, Xu Ping asked: "Could it be said that the Yama Ling is in the hands of the missing Yama King?"
Zhong Kui Zhenjun said nothing and just nodded.
Xu Ping's face changed slightly.
God knows where the missing King Yama is.
He had no doubt at all that it was Zhenjun Zhongkui who was delaying on purpose, and there was no need for the other party to do so. Moreover, Xu Ping could faintly see the passion in Zhongkui's red eyes.
After a long silence, Zhong Kui Zhenjun took a sip of wine, stood up and said, "Brother Xu, I will inform the underworld of this matter. I just want the Yin soldiers to turn into lonely ghosts. I'm afraid not many are willing to go."
Xu Ping nodded: "This was natural at the time, and if it is true, then Xu came here just to have a drink with Zhong Kui and reminisce about old times, nothing else."
"Hahaha!"
Zhenjun Zhongkui laughed and patted Xu Ping on the shoulder, "I can't guarantee those bastards, but I, Zhongkui Tian, am the number one scholar, and I have the responsibility of guarding the land. When the time comes, I only need to inform you, Brother Xu, and I will go there."
.”
Say it.
He took another sip of strong wine and stood upright proudly. Although his face was ugly, at this moment, his figure was extremely tall.
"Me too!"
Song Qingling's face was red, she looked around, raised Xu Ping's wine jar, took a big sip, put down the wine jar, wiped her lips and said: "I am willing to go with Brother Xu. Living like this now is considered a blessing."
If you make a lot of money, you'll lose your soul at worst."
this……
Xu Ping looked at the two of them, then raised the wine jar, took a big sip, and shouted: "Okay!"
The meal continued to drink later and later, until Xu Ping's drunkenness faded, and Xu Ping went to rest in vain.
The second day.
Xu Ping followed Song Qingling to Pingcheng. This city named after him was still in the underworld.
"Brother Xu, what are you doing? I arranged all of this." Song Qingling led Xu Ping around Pingcheng as if he was offering a treasure.
Xu Ping nodded: "I didn't expect you to have such a talent, but I didn't realize it."
As he said that, he looked at Song Qingling beside him. A flash of blood appeared on the latter's white face, reflecting the female ghost's face, which also had a slightly human look.
Just looking at it, Xu Ping sighed but said nothing.
Song Qingling asked strangely: "Brother Xu, what's wrong?"
After thinking for a moment, Xu Ping asked: "Qing Ling, I want to ask you, how much do you know about King Yama?"
He still wanted to see if he could find the missing King of Yama during this period of time.
The Japanese Ninjas were defeated last time, and this time, there will definitely be more Ninjas, especially those so-called Tian Ninjas. Xu Ping has fought against them, and each of them has extraordinary strength.
Xu Ping was worried that if there were still more ninjas who were higher than Tian Nin, Zhong Kui and the human-looking female ghost in front of him might not be able to escape intact.
We can't really let them turn into lonely ghosts, and then their souls will be scattered and ashes will be annihilated.
That was really something Xu Ping didn't want to see.
Song Qingling pondered for a moment and said: "In fact, I don't know much about the missing King Yama. Brother Xu also knows what Mr. Zhenjun said."
Xu Ping knew that by asking this question, he was already in urgent need of medical treatment, but at this time, he really had no intention of visiting Qicheng.
"Eh!"
Xu Ping suddenly remembered someone.
"Qing Ling, take me to Fengdu. I want to find a person, no, a ghost."
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Fengdu.
In the lively market, ghosts come and go.
The riot not long ago had been completely covered by ghost energy, and there was no trace left.
"Fried brat, black-hearted fried brat."
Wang Baishun shouted loudly, with a big iron pot in front of him. No one could tell that this ghost was once a high-ranking master in Maoshan.
"You committed evil while you were alive, and you turned into a fried brat when you died. You are disgusting and bad at lungs. Come and take a few bites to relieve your anger." He stared at the passing figure in front of him, stirring the oil pan from time to time with his hands.
"Give me one."
The sudden voice sounded familiar. Wang Baishun looked up and saw two figures standing in front of the oil pan, and one of them looked particularly familiar.
His face lit up with joy and he exclaimed: "Why is it your boy? Is he dead this time?"
Xu Ping was speechless for a moment: "You are expecting me to die, right?"
"Hahaha..." Wang Baishun laughed a few times and said with admiration: "Did he become stronger again? He actually came down in the physical body."
The smile on Xu Ping's face faded and he said seriously: "This is not the place to talk. I have something to discuss with Brother Wang."