The old city god, who had been sweating profusely, sensed something and immediately called his clerk. After checking the information, he bent over and explained to Shen Rangchen.
"There's a great demon there who calls himself the Mountain King. He wields a powerful weapon and is very difficult to defeat. He's been entrenched in the north of the city for years. Your Majesty, if any of your friends are in trouble there, it's likely related to this demon."
"Since you knew this, why didn't you make plans earlier?"
“…” The old city god said nothing, with an embarrassed look on his face.
"A slacker."
Shen Rangchen sneered and turned away.
The old city god looked even more embarrassed.
He did not chase after him. When Shen Rangchen's figure completely disappeared, he could not help but pat his waist.
Alas, I have been standing for too long and have forgotten what it feels like to bend over.
The clerk who was called over earlier saw all this and felt a little indignant.
"Lord City God, although you served him during his lifetime, are there any kings, princes, generals or ministers who are not kind?"
"Now, you are the City God, and he is just a Sin Emperor. Why are you still afraid of him?"
"What do you know?"
The old city god did not feel wronged by the clerk's instigation, but instead started to scold him.
"Although he was the Sinful Emperor, his burial was exceptional, not to mention the way he died... Anyway, remember my words, don't mess with him."
"We can't afford to offend!"
Isn't it just a tragic death?
In the ghost world for so many years, aren’t there enough ghosts who died tragically?
After hearing what the old city god said, the clerk dared not say a word on the surface, but secretly curled his lips.
The old city god didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but to prevent this guy from being blind and implicating him in the future, he endured it and spoke again: "Even if you are not afraid of him, you must know Qingshan Zhenjun, right?"
"They were as close as brothers when they were alive. Do you really think that the Taoist temple of Zhenjun was built there to protect him from causing trouble?"
Hard, isn't it?
The clerk finally felt a little scared in his heart, but he still showed his unwillingness on the surface.
The old city god sneered, but said nothing more.
He has said everything he needs to say. If this guy is still so stupid after all this, then if he wants to implicate himself in the future, he will just hand him over.
Anyway, these years, there is nothing much in the underworld except ghosts!
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