Chapter 160: Grunting and Stomach

Yun Qingqing confirmed her guess again.

After all, the position of Lord Yama has rarely moved for tens of millions of years. The name of this Lord Yama is completely different from the one before his soul traveled through time and space. It turns out that it is only the appearance of the underworld that is similar.

The door opened again, and a majestic voice came from inside.

"Who's outside? Come in and answer the question!"

After all, it was someone else's territory. Yun Qingqing straightened his clothes, tried to correct his attitude, and walked in.

At the front end of the hall, on the high steps, is a huge, black iron throne and desk.

There were two ghost messengers standing at the bottom of the stairs. Wen Youde had disappeared, probably having been taken away by the judge.

Yun Qingqing walked to the side of the ghost catcher and had to raise her head high to see the King of Hell on the throne.

Only when she got closer could she see that Fengdu Jun was two or three times the size of an ordinary person, with a dark face full of beard and eyes like copper bells, looking down at her expressionlessly.

Wow, are all the Yan Jun’s aesthetics so similar?

Yun Qingqing had just complained in her heart when she saw Lord Yan Jun suddenly stand up from the throne, walk around the table and go down the stairs with a menacing look.

Then his feet slipped and he tumbled down, with his hat thrown more than two meters away.

"Lord Yan Jun! Are you okay?"

"grown ups!"

Bai Wuchang was so frightened that his squinting eyes opened, and even Hei Wuchang, who was very frugal with words, cried out in surprise.

Yun Qingqing: ...

Yan Jun got up and patted his clothes. He took the hat handed to him by Yun Qingqing with an expressionless face, put it on again, and continued to look down at her condescendingly.

"You..." Yan Jun started.

Yun Qingqing raised her head and looked at him, waiting for a while.

"Who are you……"

“?” Yun Qingqing blinked.

"yes……"

Why is this Lord Yan still stuttering?

She was really tired for Lord Yan, so she took over the conversation directly:

"Greetings, Lord Yanjun. I am Yun Qingqing. I came to you this time because I found a demon weapon made from infant bones, and there is more than one. In order to prevent these things from continuing to harm the world, I would like to ask for your help and see if you can find some clues about the origin of this baby."

She paused for a moment, and seeing that Yan Jun was still looking at her quietly, she took it as his consent, took out the two infant bone evil weapons, and described the details again.

Yan Jun listened to her solemnly, then slowly stretched out a hand and placed it in front of her with his palm facing up.

The Black and White Impermanence looked at the scene in amazement.

Yan Jun was three times taller than Yun Qingqing. In order to let her reach him, Yan Jun even bent down.

Yun Qingqing placed the skull and baby bone hairpin into the big palm in front of her.

Yan Jun nodded, walked back to his huge desk without saying a word, rummaged around on it for a while, and pulled out a mirror with intricate patterns.

Yun Qingqing raised her eyebrows:

"That is..."

Bai Wuchang said softly:

"Isn't that the Samsara Mirror? Lord Yan Jun is actually willing to use the Samsara Mirror for such a small matter as yours. You are so rich!"

Yun Qingqing: ...

It really is called the Samsara Mirror.

However, the spiritual energy in this world is so thin that even if the names of the magic weapons are the same, she can't tell the difference in appearance, and the power cannot be compared.

The mirror in Yan Jun's hand emitted a faint light, and then he threw the two bone tools directly into it.

After a moment, a beam of light shot out from the mirror, casting an image in the air.

First there was a vague and warm light, which gradually reflected a series of joyful and friendly faces, switching back and forth.

Yun Qingqing saw that this was exactly what the baby saw when it was just born. Finally, the baby was placed in the mother's arms. The woman's smile was tired but gentle. She lowered her head lovingly and touched the baby's face.

Lord Yan waved his hand, and the picture began to fast forward at a speed hundreds of times faster. Yun Qingqing stared at the picture with bated breath. With her current level of cultivation, she was not afraid of not being able to keep up.

After the ordinary and boring daily life continued for a while, the scene finally changed suddenly. The baby was taken away from his mother and passed around several times until he landed in the hands of a Taoist priest.

Yun Qingqing looked more carefully, and suddenly after a fleeting scene, her expression froze:

"stop!"

Lord Yan raised his hand and the picture stopped.

"Back off a little...back off a little...yes, right here, stop!"

Bai Wuchang had no idea how he felt when he saw this little girl commanding Lord Yama without any psychological burden.

Girl, do you know who you are pointing fingers at?

It just so happened that Lord Yan Jun took something wrong today. He just listened to whatever she said and had no temper at all. It was really weird.

The scene freezes, and there is only one arm within the baby's sight.

The Taoist robe on his arm was slightly lifted up, revealing a black pattern tattooed on his skin, which looked like a strangely shaped bird.

Yun Qingqing memorized the pattern firmly in her mind and nodded:

"Go on."

Yan Jun made the picture move again. Later, Yun Qingqing only noticed that the pattern appeared several times again, and there was nothing special about it.

But in the end, a big hand held a black cloth to cover the baby's eyes, and the screen never lit up again.

After waiting for a while, Lord Yan suddenly spoke:

"Dead."

Yun Qingqing closed her eyes.

Bai Wuchang gnashed his teeth:

"Killing a child who is less than a year old and not allowing him to reincarnate is simply a sin that has been committed for eight hundred lifetimes!"

Hei Wuchang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said:

“No face.”

Yun Qingqing nodded, her face cold:

"Since the baby was taken away from home, the people around him have never shown their faces again. Apart from the Taoist robe, there are no other clothes or accessories that can identify the baby."

"It's almost as if... it's designed specifically to guard against magical weapons like the Samsara Mirror!"

For a moment, both Black and White Impermanence were silent.

Lord Yan silently took out the two infant bones from the Samsara Mirror, walked up to her and handed them back to her.

Yun Qingqing put away her things and bowed to him solemnly:

"Thank you, Lord Yan Jun. I got an important clue this time. It was not a wasted trip."

"No..." Yan Jun's throat rolled and he uttered a few words, "You're welcome."

Bai Wuchang: ...

Our adults don’t stutter normally!

Something is wrong.

Yan Jun turned his head to look at him. He stood up straight with a start, his mind blank.

"deliver……"

"Well, I can go back by myself, so as not to delay the work of the people in the underworld!"

Seeing that the stuttering Yan Jun began to squeeze out words again, Yun Qingqing hurriedly rushed to refuse.

She bowed to a few people again, then turned and walked towards the door.

After taking a few steps, the voice of Lord Yan sounded again behind him:

"clear……"

Yun Qingqing paused, looked back:

"ah?"

Yan Jun's expressionless face suddenly seemed to change:

"Yun...Miss, take care."

The fluctuation at that moment seemed like an illusion.

Yun Qingqing nodded and smiled slightly:

"You are so polite, Lord Yan. Thank you so much for today. See you later!"

She turned and strode away.

Black Impermanence: ...

Bai Wuchang couldn't hold it in any longer:

"Ahem...um, sir..."

"If you have something to say, just say it now! What a sight it is to be so grunting and bloated!" Yan turned around and sat down on the throne, saying impatiently.

White. Grunting and deflated. Wuchang: ???