Thanks to [Attack on Titan] for giving me two chicken drumsticks, and [Desert Emperor Azir] for giving me one chicken drumstick. Three chicken drumsticks plus one more chapter will be added, so there will be three chapters today.
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Ghost Messengers, the lowest-ranking official in the underworld, wander between the Yin and Yang realms, responsible for managing wandering spirits in the living world. Their primary job is to escort the souls of those who die in the living world. Also, if anyone in the living world violates criminal laws in the underworld, they will escort them to the underworld to be judged by a judge or similar.
If there's something the ghost messengers can't accomplish, they'll ask higher-ranking officials in the underworld to handle it. For example, the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons, Black and White Impermanence, and other demons often mentioned in folklore seem to hold high positions, and they'll only use the ghost messengers to handle mundane matters, unless the ghost messengers can't complete the task, in which case they'll have to trouble them.
That's what the golden-haired old man told me, and it was from him that I learned some of the basics about the underworld. And now, those blowing the horn and beating the drum are just ordinary ghost messengers, not many in number, probably only two if nothing unexpected happens.
Sure enough, two black shadows suddenly appeared out of thin air at the gate of the power plant and gradually turned into human forms. They were wearing uniform black armored uniforms. One of them held a black horn in his hand, and the other held a big drum. They suddenly appeared at the gate of the power plant.
The golden-haired old man and I hid in a dilapidated room. Only through the hole in the wall could we clearly see the two ghost officials who appeared at the door. Their faces seemed to have disappeared, and all that was exposed were white bones. They just stood at the door like that. At first glance, it was quite creepy.
"It seems that someone wants to treat you well and actually sent out this pair of ghost brothers." The golden-haired old man said after taking a sip of wine.
"What? Are these two ghost messengers very powerful?" I frowned. I don't know anyone in the underworld, so who would want to treat me well?
The golden-haired old man stretched and said, "Ghost messengers are also divided into different levels. The most common ones only carry a ghost weapon in their hands, such as a gun, spear, sword, etc., which are very common. And the two in front of us, one holding a horn and the other holding a big drum, are clearly the captains of a detachment of ghost messengers. When the ghost messengers below can't handle the situation, they will directly let these ghost captains come to handle it. If even the ghost captains can't handle the matter, then more senior ones will appear at that time."
"Now, they skipped the first step and directly let the ghost captain come to catch you. It seems that they are giving you face. Maybe they really want to invite you down for a drink." The golden-haired old man said nonchalantly.
"That... that's not necessary. I think eating bread and instant noodles at home is more suitable for me!" After hearing what the golden-haired old man said, my palms immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Who the hell would go to the underworld for a few drinks for no reason?
The golden-haired old man took out a piece of yellow paper, drew a talisman with blood on the spot and said, "This is a Yin Bing Talisman. It can summon some Yin Bing to do things for you. However, it is easier to invite the gods than to send them away. These Yin Bing will never return unless they are stained with blood. You can use it at your own discretion."
I put away the Yin Bing Fu and nodded. The golden-haired old man's meaning was very clear. If I got separated from him and encountered more ghost messengers, I would have to use the Yin Bing Fu to resist them. At the same time, I took out the Seven Star Sword and the Tianpeng Ruler.
The golden-haired old man took one look and said, "Although the ghost messengers are also ghosts, the talismans and magic tools commonly used to deal with ghosts are ineffective against them. Even magic tools like the Seven Star Sword and the Tianpeng Ruler are useless. We have no previous preparations, so now there is only one way to deal with them, and that is hand-to-hand combat. However, the physical strength of the ghost messengers far exceeds that of ordinary people, and generally speaking, hand-to-hand combat has no chance of winning. So I told you before, just let them take you away obediently."
I rolled my eyes. "If I'm taken away like this, then everything we've done now will be in vain. I won't let them take me away! I'm risking my dignity as a man! After all... I'm carrying two lives on my shoulders!"
"In that case, let's take one each. I hope you can hold on. The one who blows the horn is easier to deal with, so you go deal with him. Let me play the drum!" As he said that, the golden-haired old man took out a yellow talisman and held it between his hands. He chanted a few spells, and his body suddenly became strong, as if he had grown twice as fat, and even the clothes on his body were stretched out.
"This is a body-strengthening talisman. I only have this one, and I'm using it myself! I'll go first!" After saying that, he suddenly rushed out of the room.
Holy shit, they have this great thing and don’t let me use it!
I complained repeatedly and touched the Candle Dragon Jade on my chest. The jade was faintly warm. I held the Candle Dragon Jade in my mouth, gritted my teeth, took a deep breath, and rushed out with the Tianpeng Ruler in my left hand and the Seven Star Sword in my right.
The golden-haired old man had already been fighting with the ghost messenger with the big drum. Seeing that the ghost messenger with the horn was about to go over to help, I stepped forward and stopped him: "Aren't you here to see me? Come on, I'm right here!"
"Xu Fei, there are three sins recorded in the judge's punishment book. You should be arrested and sent to the underworld to be punished by the judge. If you dare to disobey, you will be torn to pieces!" said the horn ghost with an expressionless face.
"Fuck the judge. I have been doing the righteous things in the world of the living. It was you lonely ghosts in the underworld who first offended me, the people of the world of the living. But now you want me, the people of the world of the living, to bear the consequences? What's the logic?" I said angrily.
The horn ghost hesitated for three seconds before saying, "Your crime has been established in the criminal record. There's no need to argue. Once you get down, you can talk to the judge in detail!"
I held the Seven Star Sword upside down and said with a smile, "Why don't you let the Evil Punishment Bureau come up to me and talk to me themselves?"
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