This is the only way to subdue the dead and evil spirits.
But the opposite is true.
Putting aside the gloomy aura of the judge, he simply has the temperament of a scholar.
After confirming his identity, Lu Hen Ge's attitude towards the judge in front of him softened considerably: "What's your name?"
"Cui Jue."
The soul spoke.
Lu Hen Ge was not familiar with the judges in the underworld, but he presumably thought that these judges were also living people a long time ago, but they just held important positions in the underworld.
"My name is Lu Henge."
Lu Hen Ge is very polite.
In terms of seniority, the judge in front of him was indeed much older than him.
Seeing this.
Cui Jue suddenly realized and breathed a sigh of relief: "So you are the Lu Hen Ge mentioned by Naihe Bridge."
We are friends, not enemies!
That's easy.
Lu Hen Ge nodded: "Where is Naihe Bridge? I have something to ask her."
Hearing this.
Cui Jue sighed: "She is not in a good condition now."
"What's wrong?"
"In order to wake me up, she suffered serious injuries and is now sleeping in the Eighteen Levels of Hell."
Cui Jue waved his hand, and the Wangchuan River under the Naihe Bridge split into two sides, revealing the eighteen levels of hell hidden below the river surface.
Cui Jue walked downwards.
Lu Hen Ge followed closely behind.
Lu Hen Ge looked at the Judge's Pen and the Book of Life and Death in Cui Jue's hands with curiosity. These two magic weapons should have a very high status in the underworld.
In progress.
As long as the name is crossed out from the Book of Life and Death, no matter who it is, they will definitely die.
Lu Hen Ge was still very interested in such a magical magic weapon.
I wonder if the Book of Life and Death is as magical as the legend says...
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