Jiang Ji opened his eyes, and the evil-looking angel and the crowded guests below had disappeared.

As Andre finished his words, those slender, dancing black shadows peeled off from the wall and rushed out with a scream.

"Fuck!" Ajin yelled.

She tore off the skirt that was in the way, revealing the combat uniform underneath, then turned and ran.

Seeing Jiang Ji still standing there, he passed by, picked her up and ran away.

The familiar feeling of being suspended in the air, Jiang Ji's muscle memory came into play, and he skillfully stretched himself out, straight as a baguette, with his feet off the ground.

"Your Excellency the Duke, we will leave first. Take care of yourself." The voice of the little golden retriever floated in the air.

"Thank you." Jiang Ji said sincerely, "Good brother."

"Can you let your sister...oh forget it." Panting.

A Jin still remembers what the doctor said, the more frequently Jiang Wu appears in reality, the faster Jiang Ji's personality dissipates.

Jiang Ji's weight is not a big burden for people with special abilities. Not to mention those people with special abilities who can carry jacks, this kind of assistance to him is just like carrying an extra bucket of water. After all, he can't really let her be killed by ghosts.

After this period of training, Ajin's skills and physical strength were much better than during the cafeteria battle royale, but these shadows were faster than him, taller and had longer arms. When they reached out to grab him, Ajin slid away and disappeared into the air.

The Duke Bluebeard, with a gloomy look on his face, remained where he was:

At the wedding, his seventh wife ran away with his sixth wife? She didn't even look at him the whole time.

Polite? Huh?

“Master!” Jiang Ji still remembered him, and as he walked away, he did not forget to fan the flames: “Do you still remember the angel who punished you in my dream? They are all in the same group! He just appeared here too! You have been so miserable, but he still won’t let you go. This is too much. I am angry for you!”

As soon as these words came out, Duke Bluebeard's mentality collapsed.

The judgment has been made, the power of the curse is bound to his body, and his own ghost power is suppressed by more than half. Bluebeard roars angrily, and his beard and all the hair on his body turn dark blue, resisting the continuous attacks and bites of the black shadows.

But the status of the rules is higher, and he was suppressed and beaten by these dark shadows.

Ajin ran around Bluebeard twice and ran towards the bottom of the altar.

He didn't dare to stop. These slender black shadows were all vengeful spirits that grew out of the dark corners of the Middle Ages. They were not on the level of ghost servants. He and Jiang Ji combined were not enough to fill their teeth.

Jiang Ji hung upside down peacefully, his eyes quickly swept across the stage, Ying Huai and Ji Qingjiangli were not there.

The system showed that Ying Huai and his team were chasing the multi-eyed angel that had only appeared for a few seconds, and it was unknown whether they could defeat it.

The figure of the evil god is faintly visible in this fairy tale world.

Jiang Ji used the ability given to her by Ying Huai and began to think about the rules.

Andre is the humanoid creature closest to the evil god in "Fairy Tale Sin", but the aura on his body is not very strong. His strength should be about the same as that of Duke Bluebeard. Moreover, he is very old, and it is obvious that he dared to openly judge them with the help of the restrictions of the rules.

Jiang Ji recalled all the rules he had obtained so far and directly selected those related to religion.

[Rule 10: This world has gods, and all of God's judgments are fair and reasonable, including but not limited to death, torture, flogging, and hanging.]

Such a long prelude is for the sake of a "fair and rational" trial.

Jiang Ji took out a piece of cloth with the rules of "The Red Dancing Shoes" written on it. She and Ying Huai were connected to the microphone, so she didn't dare to mobilize her mental power, but just stretched out her hand to feel it.

Wherever the fingers touched, the fonts appeared slightly twisted and deformed, and only the corresponding words could be changed... Jiang Ji was not surprised. The higher the level of the ghost story, the greater the restrictions on modification.

In the tenth rule, she was only allowed to modify the last half of the sentence.

[Including but not limited to death, torture, flogging, hanging. ]

The permission to change is limited to one word.

The wind was howling, ghosts were crying, and wolves were howling. Jiang Ji felt dizzy and wanted to vomit... That must be the change of "death"!

But what can "death" be changed into?

Jiang Ji erased the word "death" and used his index finger as a pen to write "death from old age".

There's nothing wrong with that. Death from old age is a kind of punishment.

The new rules flash on and off as they are being judged.

Ding! Judgement failed!

A line of flowing blood words appeared under the reason for failure: The order of the words cannot be changed, and the number of words cannot be increased without permission.

Okay, Jiang Ji thought about it, erased "老死" and changed it to "skr."

Beep, beep! The sound of failure sounded angrily in my ears.

It seems that puns don't work either.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Jiang Ji erased it again and wrote new content.

Ajin tried his best to avoid those slender and strange black shadows. As the protagonist of the comic book, he would not be easily defeated by minions. However, his physical strength was almost exhausted, and several pieces of cloth in his combat uniform were torn off, and the wind was blowing through it.

On the other side, Duke Bluebeard was also being beaten by these shadows, his flesh and blood were torn apart, and he was almost reduced to less than two meters.

"Just hold on a little longer." Jiang Ji said.

"What?" Ajin's head was buzzing and sweat was dripping into his eyes, stinging them so much that he couldn't hear what she said at all.

The archbishop stared at these blasphemous guys with a vicious look, and the smile on his mouth slowly widened.

The next second, these black shadows suddenly stopped, just like the monsters in the game map that had lost their target of hatred. Not only did they stop chasing Ajin and the other man, they also stopped tearing and devouring Duke Bluebeard, and returned to the form of unactivated vengeful spirits.

The trial failed.

?

Archbishop Andrew was dumbfounded.

This is a trial that is absolutely in line with doctrine, how could it be invalid? !

He quickly flipped through the rule book in his hand and squinted his presbyopic eyes to take a closer look. The tenth rule had become: [This world has gods. All of God’s judgments are fair and reasonable, including but not limited to suspended death sentences[1], torture, flogging, and hanging upside down.]

The small [1] flashed, and a line of comments appeared underneath.

Reprieve of death penalty: refers to a death sentence with a two-year reprieve.

?

???

I've been reading doctrine for most of the day, and you're doing this to me?

Jiang Ji stared at the newly generated rules on the rag and saw that the rules were no longer flashing wildly, but had returned to calm.

The new words written on it were pasted on the rag and it took effect successfully.

"No need to run." She patted Ajin's sweaty arm.

Ah Jin looked back with doubt, and sure enough, those black