"Leader Qin, you have done nothing at such an opportunity. Do you really think that we old bones can''t move and can be deceived at will?"


    In the bedroom with the curtains pulled, the figure lying in bed suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.


    In the dark corner of the corner, a figure slowly emerged; This is just a virtual shadow, like a ghost, with a trace of treacherous breath. After saying this, he still sent out several Jie laughter.


    Qin Yishen, who was wearing dark blue pajamas, was a little sober. His face was very gloomy. A ray of sunshine fell on his side face in the gap of the curtain, which made his face look more frightening.


    "First, I have my own discretion;


    Second, I am not your vassal, you and I just cooperate with each other.


    Third, you shouldn''t come here. Unless I contact you on my own initiative, you shouldn''t contact me... This is the rule we set before! "


    "Rules? Tut," the virtual shadow sneered in the corner, raised his head slightly and showed a little gray beard, "now leader Qin has a big shelf, so he thinks he can''t pay attention to us old things, right?


    You know, if I want to kill you, just this wisp of incarnation can crush you here. "


    Qin Yishen slowly closed his eyes, calmed his anger and said calmly, "I will not forget what I promised you. You just need to wait for a while."


    "Wait? You told us to wait before. You said that those barbarian places can put a lot of pressure on the monastic world, so that you can let the current imperial court invite us out of the pass."


    The figure smiled grimly at the corners of his mouth. "Now you say let''s wait. Do you really think we''re trapped in the deep mountain and can''t hear things outside the window?


    Now those barbarians have been leveled by the sword named Wang Feiyu!


    When do you want us to wait until there is no pressure outside? "


    "Soon," Qin Yishen''s eyes showed some helplessness, "I can reply to you positively, soon.


    The overseas evil cultivation was vulnerable, which was beyond my expectation. Even I was ready at that time. If Wang Sheng died there and the main force of the Taoist sect was calculated by the other party, you can get out of trouble


    But you don''t have to worry. Now I''ve prepared a comprehensive plan. I''ll inform you at the critical moment.


    I will certainly do what I promised you, but I also hope that what you promised me will be carried out perfectly in the future. "


    "Oh, naturally," the virtual shadow sneered and floated slowly around Qin Yishen, "I''ll give you three more years, the last three years.


    Qin Yishen, all we care about is our face. It was the contemporary Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain who lifted the ban for us. I want the contemporary Heavenly Master to lift the ban for us! Let today''s monastic world kneel down in front of us and respectfully shout out the ancestor!


    Do you think we can''t get out of such a dilemma now? Oh, it''s not that we can''t, just don''t want to.


    You can rest assured that we are not interested in worldly affairs. As long as we help us out of difficulties, your so-called ideals, the blueprint you have drawn, and your career have nothing to do with us. "


    Da da


    Suddenly there was a knock of high heels and the floor outside the door. Qin Yishen immediately turned over and stood by the bed, and the virtual shadow quickly disappeared into the corner of the wall, leaving only a sound:


    "Three years, you only have the last three years."


    Ka, the door lock was unscrewed. The young girl, wearing a cheongsam and holding a file bag, was stunned.


    "Team leader, are you awake?"


    Qin Yishen stood there, closed his eyes, relaxed his breath slowly, sat down slowly, and wiped his face with both hands.


    He waved to the door. The girl understood, closed the door, swayed the slender willow waist and walked in slowly.


    "Jiuqian, what time is it now?"


    "It''s already two o''clock in the afternoon. You''ve just rested for four hours..."


    The young, beautiful and youthful woman smiled at the man who was actually an uncle, threw the file bag in her hand onto the bed, "team leader, do you need me to relax?"


    Qin Yi nodded deeply and didn''t refuse the kindness of his subordinates. He really needs to relax


    Half a minute later, men''s stuffy hum kept coming out of the room;


    In the room, Qin Yishen was lying on the carpet, and the young female secretary kept stepping on his waist and back.


    "Hiss - it hurts! Slow down, Jiuqian! Your waist is breaking!"


    "Team leader, the investigation team is going to start the live broadcast of xiaodifu. It is said that it is necessary to let the non-verbal fairy and the non-verbal fairy act as the judge temporarily. What should we do?"


    "Just look at it. Don''t worry about these things. Are the materials I want ready?"


    "It''s all in this file bag," Zhang Jiuqian raised her feet rhythmically. "But the leader, the leader of di Yinzong, is very slippery. We may not get any results if we focus on him."


    Qin Yishen''s sneer flashed from the corner of his mouth and continued in a slow voice: "Shen Suian is a businessman. As long as he has enough benefits, he will find it by himself.


    Diyinzong is a key link in the plan. If we can''t win the support of diyinzong''s leader, it will be three or five times more difficult for us to promote change


    Jiuqian, step there. "


    "Where?"


    "It''s right there, where I often step... Yes! Hiss! Yo Hoo!"


    For a time, with the man''s scream, the scene in the room became more and more chaotic.


    ……


    Small underground mansion, over the 18th floor of hell, in front of the fifth Hall of the tenth Hall of hell, more than 100 human figures are walking in the sky.


    Wang Sheng also expressed a lot of emotion when he revisited the old place, but he didn''t come for sightseeing this time, and there was no urgent situation to deal with. Xiaodifu has become more and more stable in recent years.


    Meng Po sat upright in the reincarnation hall and did not care about it, but the opening and closing of the "organs" in the small underground government were all in her mind.


    Just like this majestic Hall of hell, although the hall is empty, the prohibitions outside the hall have been dispersed, allowing monks to enter by themselves.


    Most of those who are here at this time are di Yinzong disciples; They temporarily guest play ghost errands, temporarily replace some officials of the underworld department, and judge ghosts.


    In addition to the people of the Diyin sect, there are thirty or forty elders, leaders and disciples sent by the Taoists to observe the ceremony.


    A production team composed of combat readiness instructors, with a total of 112 people.


    Sister Xi Lian was afraid that the evil spirit of the small underground would affect her evil root, so she took the initiative to stay at home; Wang Xiaomiao also resumed her usual pace of study and practice, and Xi Lian was at home to look after her.


    Looking at Wang Sheng at this time, he was dressed in a blue Taoist robe and was elated. It seemed that everywhere he went, flowers were blooming and warm in spring.


    Look at today''s leading elder martial sister, dressed in a plain white dress, with a purple gold cloak on her shoulders, a little pink and white, bright red lips, and a horizontal eyebrow, she has a lot of dignity.


    The chief director of the live broadcast was Qing Yanzi, and the technical consultant was Shen Suian. At this time, they checked the process again. After confirming that it was correct, Qing Yanzi stood in front of the hall and shouted:


    "Huaqing fairy enters the hall!"


    Mu wanxuan bowed slightly to the master, then moved forward slowly, the back of the cloak was dragged away in the clouds, and stepped into the hall step by step.


    Wang Sheng was just standing next to his senior sister Mei in a daze. Qing Yanzi secretly reprimanded:


    "Don''t follow up! Do you have to shout ''Hua Qing''s Fairy assistant'' for the teacher again?!"


    Taoist Wang smiled bitterly, held the sheathed Wuling sword in his hand, followed the elder martial sister, and looked down at the road.


    When you enter the hall, you can see the shining lights of gods everywhere in the hall. It seems that you can hear a loud and heroic laughter echoing in your ears;


    The ghost sent with threatening laughter, the cry of big ghosts and children, and the solemn low roar of the king of hell, as if they had come one after another over thousands of years.


    Mu wanxuan was not affected at all. She went straight forward to the middle of the hall and stepped up with her skirt.


    Wang Sheng calmed down a little and knew that the hall itself had a spirit. He bowed his head and followed up. When the elder martial sister took her seat in the Lord, he also stood aside.


    It seemed that he was aware of Wang Sheng''s identity as a "little boy with a sword", and those disturbing ghosts and wolves suddenly disappeared.


    Qing Yanzi shouted again in front of the hall:


    "After the underground immortal, the temporary servant of Yinsi yamen enters the hall!"


    The disciples of the di Yin sect, who had already practiced several times, agreed in unison, and then uttered bursts of "shout" and "drink". They stared round their big eyes and opened the corners of their mouths, all of which were ferocious and evil; Or holding a knife across the waist, or holding a dark wooden stick in both hands, they lined up in two lines and penetrated.


    After entering the hall, these local Yinzong disciples knelt down at the same time and saluted mu wanxuan on the high seat.


    "No gift."


    Fortunately, elder martial sister broke through herself a long time ago, from jumping out word by word to speaking out word by word. Otherwise, Wang Sheng could only hold his voice and shout "flat"


    Qing Yanzi shouted again, "today, the fairy Hua Qing is acting as Yan Jun. where is the judge''s pen?"


    The light of Yan Luo hall flickered everywhere, and the wisps of golden light and gray gas slowly rotated directly above the Yan Luo hall. A giant pen more than one meter long quickly solidified and slowly fell in front of Mu wanxuan.


    Mu wanxuan stretched out her small hand, and the judge''s pen immediately narrowed to a size suitable for her to take.


    At that moment, Wang Sheng seemed to see flowing runes here. It seemed to be an array, not an array.


    On reflection, that should be the word "rules".


    Although this place is only a small underground place, not a real underground place, it still has its own rules of operation.


    These steps arranged by master and uncle Shen seem to be the most common scenes in the underground, and also cut into the rules here.


    And those souls who will be judged next, if they want to resist this rule, they must be suppressed by the power of the small underground.


    "The judge''s pen has come!"


    Qing Yanzi shouted again in an old tune: "the four ghosts are bad. Don''t hurry to escort the demolition criminals!"


    "Here!"


    The four disciples of Di Yin sect shouted and walked outside the hall with knives.


    The Taoist priests waiting outside the hall took out several jade bottles, in which there were the souls of those evil practitioners outside the country. The four disciples of the land hidden sect took only one jade bottle and turned and entered the hall.


    The seven or eight fixed camera positions in the hall have already started shooting