"Quantum?!" After Zhao Youliang said that, the two ghost messengers immediately realized that he was indeed an acquaintance, an acquaintance who could connect with the Master and the Young General.
Therefore, he immediately changed his attitude and smiled warmly.
"Oh, it's Young Master Zhao! What's wrong? Nothing better to do in the middle of the night than put on makeup and go out to scare ghosts?"
"You've come to the wrong place, you ghost! No wandering spirits dare to come near the City God Temple. You need to go to the mass grave..."
At this point, Judge Wen suddenly stopped, because he noticed the ghost messengers who had been chasing after him.
Even so, Judge Wen immediately put on a stern face and adopted a businesslike attitude.
"This is the residence of Lord Ma Yi. Those who come here, stop!"
After the civil judge finished speaking, the military judge stepped forward and shook the bloodstained iron chain in his hand.
"Show me the official documents and state your purpose, or you will be arrested and detained!"
The officers were clearly surprised to have chased the city god temple into the area. They were taken aback at first, then stopped and hesitated.
Taking this opportunity, Zhao Youliang quickly spoke up and recounted how the ghost messenger's color had faded.
The civil and military judges and their ghost soldiers were stunned.
"What? What is this? The underworld officials aren't 'clay bodhisattvas,' how can they fade? Young Master Zhao, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
Just as Zhao Youliang was about to ask Egg Boy to help him verify, a howling gust of cold wind suddenly blew in.
A troop of neatly armored ghost soldiers strode in through the eerie wind, led by General Shackled, a subordinate of the City God of Changchun.
It should be noted that the Changchun City God Temple enshrines the "City God Commander-in-Chief Marshal".
The temple was built in the fifteenth year of the Hongwu reign of the Ming Dynasty (1382) and was then called "Chenghuang Lingci".
According to the "History of Manchuria", the Changchun City God Temple is different from other City God Temples. The City God enshrined in it is not a clay statue or a wooden statue, but a painted statue.
The Changchun City God Temple faces south and has two main halls, the front hall being the "Linggong Hall" and the rear hall being the "Doumu Palace".
After General Shackles arrived, he first ordered his ghost soldiers to surround the ghost messengers who were chasing Zhao Youliang. Then, with a serious expression, he walked up to the civil and military judges and presented them with official documents.
"I was pursuing a thief and had no choice but to cross the border. Please tell the City God in hemp robes the truth and I hope the City God will understand."
As the saying goes, it's never wrong to be overly polite. Since General Jiasuo was so courteous, the civil and military judges also greeted him with smiles after verifying that everything was correct.
"We are both righteous gods of the underworld in the northern lands, there's no need for such formalities."
"My City God is always kind to people and will not blame the general."
"But I wonder what the general means by 'thieves'? Could it be... this group of underworld messengers?"
Upon hearing the civil and military judges mention the scoundrels, General Shackles immediately felt ashamed.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke: "Alas, it's shameful to say, but our City God Temple was actually... was actually stolen!"
"To be precise, all the statues except for the one of the City God himself were stolen!"
"It was stolen by these petty thieves!"
"If we don't capture them, how can we face the worship of the people, and how can we face the returning City God!"
"What?! The statue was stolen?!" Upon hearing General Shackles' words, the civil and military judges were utterly astonished.
It is important to understand that for the spirits of the underworld, the statues in the temple are equivalent to their other body, or rather, their face facing the world.
The theft of a statue is like the theft of all our clothes, leaving us with nothing but our bare bottoms to go out and do errands.
Whether working, playing, shopping, eating, or just wandering around.
This is an absolute disgrace!!
Moreover, throughout history, there has never been any talk of wandering ghosts daring to steal statues of righteous gods.
This is no different from breaking into a police station and stealing a handgun!
The judge's shocked expression reignited the wrath of the shackled general.
"Please wait a moment, gentlemen. I will speak with you in detail after I have captured these scoundrels."
After saying this, he let out a strange cry and led his ghostly soldiers and "ghost messengers" into battle.
Now that things have progressed to this point, Zhao Youliang finally understands everything.
It turns out that these ghost messengers were imposters; something had attached itself to the statues in the City God Temple, making them almost indistinguishable from the real thing.
That's why the color would fade after being beaten up...
However, this method was truly ingenious, as it actually managed to evade the detection of the Netherworld Path.
After figuring it out, Zhao Youliang began to happily watch the drama unfold.
At the same time, he was also eager to watch the excitement and wasn't afraid of things getting out of hand, so he said to the civil and military judges.
"Aren't you two going up to help?"
"I just fought with these filthy things. They were pretty tough. You can ask Eggboy if you don't believe me."
Chang Jie is quiet and reserved. He originally didn't like to talk, or rather, he found talking too tiring.
But now that Zhao Youliang had mentioned him, he could only puff on his cheap cigarettes while trying to speak.
"Yeah, it is indeed quite strange, but not as strange as my father or my uncle."
"Not as old as my second uncle, third uncle..."
Since Chang Jie didn't mention a single one of his elders, the civil and military judges could only lower their heads and smile apologetically, repeatedly saying yes.
When it came to Sixth Uncle, the civil and military judges finally couldn't keep up the conversation.
It wasn't that Chang Jie's sixth uncle wasn't formidable, but rather that the situation on the field took a sudden and dramatic turn:
The shackled general under the Changchun City God is no match for this group of fake ghost messengers and is currently being humiliated on the ground.
Even his large official hat was lost, rolling haphazardly to Zhao Youliang's feet.
"this......"
After a brief hesitation, the civil and military judges roared and led their ghost soldiers forward.
"Colleagues in Changchun, don't panic, we've been waiting for you!"
After another round of fierce fighting, Zhao Youliang was shocked to find that his side was still no match for the enemy.
Even if they weren't beaten to a pulp, they were at least beaten so badly they were running around covering their heads.
"Holy crap, no way!"
"What on earth are these guys? How come they're so weird?!"
While expressing his surprise, Zhao Youliang said to the ghostly soldiers accompanying him, "Brother, what are you waiting for? Hurry back and report to the City Goddess!"
"Grandma, please step in and teach these bastards a lesson!!"
While nervously watching the battle, the ghost soldier cautiously answered Zhao Youliang.
"Lord Zhao, you may not know this, but the City Goddess has gone to the Underworld for a meeting."
"The City God of Changchun also went."
"Otherwise, the statues in his temple wouldn't have been stolen. Only a deity of Earth Immortal rank or higher would have had a chance."
Zhao Youliang was stunned: "Huh? Grandma isn't home?!"
"This is ridiculous! What are we going to do?!"
"Oh my god, if all else fails, let's fight this thing together!"
Just as he finished speaking and was about to hand over his little egg to the ghost soldier for "temporary safekeeping," a cold snort came from the sky.
"Brother, don't panic, I'm here!"
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