The conference room of the justice of the underworld suddenly fell silent.


    The huge conference room like a temple reverberated with the mysterious questions and Zhong Kui''s unadulterated simplicity.


    The evil spirit of heaven and evil sat on the chief judge''s seat and looked down upon all that happened in the court. He had only twenty ways to take office. Before he became the chief justice, he was the opposite of Linggui and Jiang Ziwen. As for what happened eight hundred years ago and the past of the underworld, he couldn''t possibly know.


    But the demons learned something from their anger and words.


    That is to say that the day before yesterday, the ghost named Daoqi disappeared after being held in the 17th floor of hell. I''m afraid there is something wrong.


    After scanning a crowd of ghosts and gods in the conference hall, he was silent for a long time. Finally, senleng said, "that''s all for today''s meeting. In addition, all the ghosts and spirits who knew something about Daoqi 800 years ago are left behind, and others will leave temporarily."


    The first Shua ran stood up ready to leave is the ten palace reincarnation king rongqian.


    The meeting ended ahead of time. She was anxious to go home and take their son to the imperial capital of the people''s world to go shopping and see a movie with Li Sihan.


    "You go on. This matter has nothing to do with my Department of samsara. I have been in office for a short time, and I have no right to reincarnate the ghosts in the seventeen layers of hell. So it has nothing to do with me. Goodbye, you go on."


    With that, Rong Qian left the conference room.


    Then, except rongqian, the other eight yamas left the meeting room, because the person in charge of the power of life and death was Jiang Ziwen, who is still there. But Jiang Ziwen is not here, and this matter is not under their jurisdiction.


    In the end, few ghosts and spirits remained in the conference room.


    Fan Wujiu, Xie Bi''An, Zhong Kui, the civil servant of the Archives Department of the netherworld department, also have a very mysterious existence - Ji Kang, the director of hell.


    This hell manager, Linggui, had never dealt with him before, because he was under the jurisdiction of Qingwu, the emperor of the underworld, so he served on the side of the underworld, hardly appeared, suppressed in the deepest part of hell, usually in the form of a wisp of Hellfire, and never showed his real body.


    Since the reincarnation of the Ming emperor, he was ordered by Jiang Ziwen to attend daily meetings of ghosts and gods.


    To his amazement, his pregnant daughter-in-law, Ling Shiyin, also stayed, sitting in the court and waving to him tenderly.


    With a bang, the lofty double doors of the conference hall were closed by the soldiers outside.


    They are the only ones left in the empty hall.


    The demon got up and moved to the spirit world. He leaned over his wife and said, "what are you doing here? Go back to the house and have a rest. It''s hard to recover. Don''t be too tired. I''ll deal with anything for you. "


    Lingshiyin''s long hair was curled up gracefully and lazily. Two wisps of curly hair hung on the temples. She attached the hand of the demon and shook her head, "no, you just said Eight hundred years ago, I knew about Daoqi. Eight hundred years ago, I was king Jiang''s first civil servant ghost sentence. Now I think that Dao Qi comes, I have some impression. I was also present at the trial of hell, and I was one of the participants. "


    Linggui opened a meeting chair, sat down, held his cheek with one hand, and looked at fan Wujiu and lingshiyin with one hand. "So tell me, what''s going on? How could the people who were imprisoned in the 17th floor of hell be destroyed, and how could they have appeared 80 years ago? Is it because you didn''t take good care of him and escaped, or The people you captured are not Daoqi at all? "


    The two options are most likely at present.


    But her conjecture immediately offended the presence of a ghost God - the hell manager Ji Kang.


    After hearing this, Ji Kang, the director of hell, suddenly turned into a terrible flame of hell and rushed to the ghost. He stopped at the tip of her nose and turned into a skeleton surrounded by fire and roared at the end of the spirit --


    "no! Yes! Yes! Don''t slander me! Hell turbulence, every year there will be runaway demons, but there has never been a demon escorted into hell to escape! Are you questioning the laxity of my official''s supervision of hell


    Ji Kang, the director of the hell, was angry at her. The angry voice echoed in her ears and lingered in the conference hall, which was enough to frighten people. If someone else had to change her mind, he would have to be scared and faint.


    Linggui slowly wiped off the hot saliva on her face and cold squinted her beautiful eyes. She felt that gongsiyu on the left side was furious and wanted to protect her. She suddenly reached out to stop gongsiyu and indicated that it was OK. Then she tilted her head and sneered: "what is the adult Ji Kang doing so excited? It''s just suspicion, it''s not the evidence, or you''re guilty That''s the reaction? "


    With the strange words, Ji Kang''s anger rose to a higher level. With a bang, the spotless black marble conference table was melted away by the hell manager''s raging fire and turned into magma and flowed all over the place.


    "It''s weird! You are no longer a yin and Yang official of the underworld. You dare to be presumptuous here because you have some relationship with King Jiang! What''s going on in hell? You''ll tell me what''s going on in hell


    "I don''t want to be nosy. Who asked me to help me find out the Changsheng case?" LINGJI sneered and glanced at the demon coldly, "in this case, Lord Ji Kang feels wronged. How about going to the Yangjian to investigate the matter in person? I''m going to retire and continue to live my carefree life. Will you give me the chanceFor a time, the atmosphere was tense to the point where the sword was stretched and the crossbow was pulled out.


    Fortunately, Xie Bi''An, the commander of Bai Wuchang, who has always been the peacemaker, opened up Ji Kang, the director of hell, and said with a smile: "master Ji Kang, stop your anger! Who didn''t know that you were with Qingwu when he created the underworld. What''s more, he valued you and gave you the jurisdiction of hell. Now you are one of the oldest ghosts and gods in the underworld. There must be some misunderstanding in this. Let''s find out? Although she is no longer an official of yin and Yang, she promoted the current one. It''s understandable that she invited Lord a chi to help her with the problems that she could not solve. If you calm down first, let''s straighten out the matter of Dao Qi, and then we can tell the truth. "


    Hell manager Ji Kang is indifferent, can not listen to any advice, Xie Bi an continue to work hard to dissuade the round.


    "You can see that your anger will bring harm to the innocent. The ghost judge has a big stomach and is not well. You will frighten her. You don''t usually appreciate the ghost judge''s scrupulous, loyal and friendly. Even if you don''t give other people face, you have to give the ghost judge a face, don''t you?"


    As if something moved, Ji Kang''s hell flame suddenly disappeared. From a skeleton surrounded by fire, he turned into a dark man with a black cloak, a black cape and a black hair shawl.


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