Du Ziyuan turned around and winked at Xiao Jin, which meant, "are you sure this guy is the king of hell?"


    However, Xiao Jin obviously couldn''t understand such a profound thing. When she saw Du Ziyuan making a strange expression towards herself, she also turned her eyes white and licked the tip of her nose.


    Du Ziyuan was almost hurt by Qi. He gave up communicating with Xiao Jin and turned to the king of hell.


    At this time, the judge behind the king of hell also reached out and knocked out his hand picking his nostrils: "here comes the man!"


    "Ah?" the king of hell looked at Du Ziyuan, "Oh, it''s coming. Are you the blank teacher?"


    "Yes, it''s me," Du Ziyuan nodded. "What''s the matter with Lord Yama coming to me?"


    "It''s a matter," Yan Wang nodded seriously, then took out a book from his arms, and then his face suddenly changed from seriousness to flattery. "Sign me, blank teacher. Our family is your loyal book fan."


    "Er..." the painting style turned so fast that Du Ziyuan couldn''t react. But he didn''t stop. He took the pamphlet of the gifted mahjong fairy handed over by the king of hell and was ready to sign it.


    "Which one to sign? Mountain wind or blank?" Du Ziyuan''s vest is OK to hide from ordinary people. The immortal can find out as long as he has a heart. Since the king of hell brought the pamphlet of Tianma, he must know it.


    "Sign both. Our family''s surname is Meng. It would be better if we could write a few greetings."


    "No problem." Du Ziyuan didn''t sign his name in his dream. He was still very familiar with this set.


    After writing "I wish Miss Meng everything goes well and always smiles, mountain wind and blank", Du Ziyuan drew a Q version of edpan (Xiaohe''s Penguin). After all, it''s for immortals. You still have to spend some time.


    "Ah, thank you so much." the king of hell was very happy after he got the signature. The judge behind him poked him to stop.


    "Sir, we have business to do this time."


    "Business? What''s that?" the king of hell looked at the judge suspiciously. The appearance of being beaten made the judge want to throw dozens of shoes on his face.


    [calm down, I can''t beat him, I can''t beat him...] the judge kept talking in his heart and forced down his anger: "comics, comics about our underground."


    "Oh!!! I remember," Yama suddenly realized and turned to Du Ziyuan. "By the way, blank teacher, I heard you can customize comics here. Can you draw one for us?"


    "Do you lack faith?" Du Ziyuan was prepared, but he was not surprised. He just wondered that the king of hell came to him in person. It seems that the hell attaches great importance to this matter.


    "Alas, to tell you the truth," the king of hell rubbed his finger on the judge''s clothes for a few times, then picked up an apple and bit it, "our underground is really lack of faith. Although everyone is afraid of death these days, there are only a few stories about the underground. Anyone will be tired of changing."


    With an apple in his mouth, he spoke vaguely, but Du Ziyuan somehow understood.


    Looking at the apple in the hand of the king of hell, Du Ziyuan said, "painting is OK, but I have a few questions to ask you."


    "What are you asking? Just say it." Yama said politely.


    "Well, first of all, is there a life and death book?"


    "Yes, come on, little six, show the blank teacher."


    "My Lord, my surname is Lu." the judge stressed again, and then turned out a booklet with black background and Phnom Penh to Du Ziyuan.


    "Please look, blank teacher. This is the book of life and death, but the contents inside are inconvenient for outsiders to read, so you can only see the cover."


    "It''s all right. Just know what it looks like," Du Ziyuan nodded and asked, "so how does this life and death book work? Can you write a name on it to make people die?"


    "No," the judge shook his head, "it''s the name of the person who will die in the book of life and death. Then we let the ghost send to seduce the soul for life. After taking the ghost to the hell, I''ll tick the name from above."


    "Is that the book of life and death?"


    "Yes."


    Du Ziyuan smelled the speech and asked, "does it matter if I change some settings? For example, there are many life and death books."


    The king of hell said directly, "it''s all right. Just let mortals think our hell is very powerful. As for the function of the life and death book, how much can mortals know? Just change it."


    "That''s good," Du Ziyuan finally asked, "can you see a person''s remaining yangshou?"


    "Look?" the king of hell replied, "if it''s calculation, basically immortals who are a little proficient in five elements and eight trigrams can calculate it, but if they can see it directly with the naked eye, I''m the only one who can do it. My big brother can''t do it."


    "Your big brother?"


    "It''s the emperor of heaven," the judge explained.


    "Oh... No wonder." Du Ziyuan said that the king of hell was so unreliable. It was easy to explain that he was brothers with the emperor of heaven.


    "No wonder what?" asked the king of hell.


    "No, nothing. Don''t care about such details," Du Ziyuan said. "I''ve roughly decided on the idea of comics. I''ll draw the story of the book of life and death. Its name is... It''s called... A little book from the sky! How about it?"


    "This..." the judge just wanted to say that the name was too casual.


    The king of hell said, "that''s a good name. I like it. The blank teacher really has good taste."


    "Really?" Du Ziyuan was embarrassed by his praise.


    [Mao''s taste, just two beautiful guys bumped into each other.] the judge rolled his eyes and was helpless.


    "That''s settled, Mr. blank. When can we get the comics?" asked the king of hell.


    Du Ziyuan thought for a moment and said, "I''ve been participating in the seven front sacrifice recently. I have to wait until it''s over. Leave me a messenger. I''ll contact you."


    "Yes, yes," the king of hell immediately took a small black iron piece to Du Ziyuan. "This is my king of hell order. Even if you can contact me across the Yin and Yang worlds, and with it, you can travel all the way to the hell next time. No ghost dares to stop you."


    "That''s OK," Du Ziyuan accepted the order of the king of hell. "Then, finally, let''s talk about the reward. The God of food asked me to customize the cartoon and gave me a ''dragon claw Star River''. What about you?"


    With sun Tianyun''s support, he was not worried that the king of hell would default, but he was a little uncertain whether the things they took out were worth it. So while talking, he had touched the hair on his forehead and wanted to contact sun Tianyun.


    "Aunt sun, is aunt sun there?"