"Your Excellency, have you any news about my friend?"
Li Wujiu didn't care about the danger of Yinfeng Mountain, he only cared about Kong Hanan's previous promise.
Kong Hanan shook his head: "No."
Li Wujiu's ghostly aura was surging: "Then, sir, are you here to have fun with me?"
For a moment, a feeling of oppression came over him, and Niu Dou Ma struggled to hold on.
Kong Hanan remained unmoved, but instead felt more confident.
If Li Wujiu was really angry, he would have slapped him long ago. Why bother pretending?
He said seriously and sincerely, "Brother Li, I believe in your friend's integrity. He didn't come to me at the time, so something must have happened on the way. Brother Li, think about it, you became a ghost because of your obsession, so why can't he become a ghost too?"
Li Wujiu's momentum stagnated, as these words hit the nail on the head.
"What if he has an accident and is waiting for you? Don't wait, come with me. I can't guarantee that I will find him, but if you don't look for him, you will definitely not find him."
Kong Hanan said sincerely.
Li Wujiu's expression relaxed a little: "I can find it myself, why should I follow you?"
Kong Hanan breathed a sigh of relief, it was done.
This sentence is so familiar. In the previous life, when talking about customers, when the customer asked "Why choose you", it meant that the customer was moved.
At this time, you need to come up with an advantage that the customer cannot refuse.
"The Emperor has gifted me with a Book of Life and Death. As my cultivation level improves, the scope of the Book of Life and Death will become wider, and I will always be able to find news about your brother."
Kong Hanan summoned the Book of Life and Death, allowing Li Wujiu to feel the aura of the artifact up close. This is the truth.
"Also, there is a reincarnation platform in the underworld. If you and I have sufficient positions in the future, we can go to the reincarnation platform and inquire about your brother's past and present lives."
This is just talk to fool ghosts.
Kong Hanan activated his magical powers, and the passage to the underworld opened up, and a dark aura emanated from the cracks.
"Brother Li, why don't you come with me to the underworld and take a look?"
Kong Hanan had previously instructed Li Mihai to go to the underworld and make proper arrangements.
He spoke half-truthfully. Li Wujiu looked at the crack in the underworld, his heart moved, and he nodded imperceptibly.
Kong Hanan brought Niu Damaer and Li Wujiu into the underworld, and the rift closed.
One day on earth is one year in the underworld. It may not have passed very long in the human world, but when you come back again, many things are different.
In the desolate and empty land, a city stands in the distance, very conspicuous.
"Is this the underworld?"
Li Wujiu stared blankly into the distance, his heart slightly moved.
The city was not big, but Li Wujiu had been waiting under the bridge for more than a hundred years. It was the first time he left the bridge hole and was about to step into the city. What's more, this was a city belonging to ghosts. How could he not be excited?
Kong Hanan shook his head: "No, how can this be the underworld? This is the City of the Dead."
Kong Hanan is a time traveler and has seen the world. In his eyes, this small town is too rustic.
He secretly made up his mind to let the Li Geng tribe urge those dead ghosts to increase their efforts.
As the group approached the city, they saw a plaque hanging on the city gate that hadn't seen many years, with the words "City of Unjust Death" engraved on it.
Kong Hanan breathed a sigh of relief. Although Li San was a little eccentric, he was still reliable in his work. His level of antique craftsmanship was worthy of praise.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard several screams filled with fear from the city, and faintly heard a few sighs of satisfaction in the wind.
"What's going on? Judging from the accent, it's not Da Qi's ghost?"
Li Wujiu was a little confused.
Kong Hanan broke out in a cold sweat: "In the City of the Dead, there are always some ghosts who remember their past experiences. Don't pay attention to these details. Brother Li, come with me and I will introduce it to you."
Kong Hanan waved his hand and winked at Niu Dou, who understood and stepped back.
Ma Mian transformed into a horse and flew high into the sky with Kong Hanan. Li Wujiu followed by flying in the air.
"The City of the Unjustly Dead houses the souls of those who died unjustly before their lifespans were up. These people suffered an untimely death, and after death, they harbor a sense of grievance. This city allows them to continue living until the grievances dissipate and their lifespans are up, and then they are sent to reincarnation."
Kong Hanan pointed at the city built by more than fifty Sindhu undead spirits day and night and introduced it to Li Wujiu.
Li Wujiu blinked. He knew how powerful the ghosts of wrongful death were. This kind of ghost could easily give rise to evil ghosts or even vicious ghosts.
He couldn't help but look at Kong Hanan with a higher regard in his heart: "I didn't expect that you, as the Emperor's favored one, would lead the team to face the souls of the wronged dead. I admire you."
Kong Hanan waved his hand pretentiously, "We're not just responsible for the wrongfully deceased. The moment you join the underworld, you must be prepared and remember, 'I am a brick in the underworld, I will be moved wherever needed.'"
Li Wujiu had never seen the corporate culture of Kong Hanan in his previous life. He deeply felt the dedication of the underworld.
"Then was Miss Xiaowan also in the City of the Dead?"
Li Wujiu asked again.
Kong Hanan smiled secretly in his heart, knowing that you were observing him secretly, but his expression remained unchanged. He nodded seriously, followed his induction to find Niu Dou's location, and flew over with Li Wujiu.
After landing on the ground, Li Wujiu looked over and saw Xiaowan weaving, with Niu Da serving her diligently beside her.
Seeing Kong Hanan and Li Wujiu coming over, Xiaowan stood up and saluted: "Sir, thank you for sending me to the City of the Dead. Life here is so good that I don't even want to reincarnate!"
Kong Hanan wiped the sweat off his forehead, forgetting that their acting was poor.
Li Wujiu didn't think too much about it, but just looked curious: "Miss Xiaowan, what are you doing?"
Xiao Wan smiled and said, "The Ligeng people cultivate with the emotions of fear and anger. The mist and tattoos on their faces allow them to absorb fear more purely, but they also leave behind a lot of residual emotions. I found that these residual emotions are like silk. When I have nothing to do, I collected them and made some clothes for the adults."
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