Chapter 721: Soul Sending Team

Xiao Fei continued to fly forward, looking for the location of the Netherworld Palace, but he was still looking around like a headless chicken.

After flying for more than an hour, I suddenly saw a team ahead, slowly moving forward on Huangquan Road.

Numerous empty ghosts lined up in a long line, and beside the line, there were two ghost soldiers holding long whips to escort them. The ghost is still the size of an ordinary person, while the ghost pawn looks like a giant, with blue-faced fangs.

The team is mighty, and the wind is miserable. Many of the ghosts were crying in low voices in the team.

"This is probably the soul-sending team from the underworld." Xiao Fei thought in his heart: "Those seducers in the mortal world don't have enough mana, so they can only send their souls to the Huangquan Station on Huangquan Road."

"Then hand over the ghost to these ghost soldiers, and the ghost soldiers will escort it to the magistrate's mansion. After the judge makes a judgment, it will be sent to the reincarnation place of the six realms of reincarnation. This is probably the whole process that mortals go through after they die."

"I don't want to die yet. My family has billions of dollars in wealth, and a company just went public!" A ghost in a suit and leather shoes cried loudly, "I was about to show off my ambitions, but unexpectedly I died."

"My family has an 80-year-old mother, and a sick wife and children. I am the pillar of the family. What should they do if I die!" Another ghost was also crying there.

"My account is the strongest king, and all the level 150 inscriptions are inlaid. I have bought all the heroes, and I am still the number one in the national server. I don't want to die even more!" A boy who looked like a student cried and said.

"If you die, you've come here and you're still thinking about the world?" A ghost soldier shouted coldly, "No matter how much property you have or how much you worry about, it has nothing to do with you."

"Brother Guizu, I was an official in my previous life, with great power and wealth. Can you see if you can send me to the underworld?" said the ghost of a potbellied official, "If you promise to send me back Yang, I will definitely let your relatives in Yangshi enjoy the glory and wealth."

This is China's underworld, so those ghosts speak Mandarin. Those ghosts also came from China.

"Noisy!" the blue-faced ghost yelled angrily, "We have nothing to worry about in the mortal world. You have found the wrong temple gate. If you dare to make trouble again, I will break your three souls and seven souls."

These two ghost soldiers are both hundreds of years old ghosts. After having the mana of the underworld, he became a ghost soldier. Their relatives are probably already dead.

In fact, if there are ghosts who want to prolong their lives, there are still ways. That is to find those seducers and bribe them with a lot of money. Then let the soul seducer bribe the ghost soldiers. Only the soul seducer will know what the ghost soldiers need.

However, this behavior is against the sky. It takes a lot, and it requires that person's body to remain intact.

"It's so damn unlucky, every time a soul is sent, there are many people crying." Another ghost pawn said impatiently.

"Snapped!"

This ghost soldier took out the soul-killing whip at once, and beat the official's soul with a whip.

"squeak!"

The soul let out a scream, and the black energy on his body dimmed a lot.

"Being whipped once by the Soul Slaughtering Whip will halve your luck. If you are whipped twice, you will be a pig or a dog in the next life. If you are whipped three times, your soul will fly away." Another ghost said coldly: "Anyway, there are so many souls, and the judge will not one by one. Excuse me, more or less, it doesn’t make any difference.”

Hearing what the ghost soldiers said, the crying of the ghost group became much quieter, only low sobbing remained.

At this moment, Xiao Fei descended from the sky. Piaofei flew over the team and stopped.

"You two, are you sending your soul to the underworld?" Xiao Fei asked.

"Where are you, how dare you stop the soul sending team from the underworld." A ghost soldier shouted sharply.

"My origin, you little pawns, are not qualified to ask." Xiao Fei said coldly.

"Bold!" Another ghost soldier shouted loudly, swinging the Soul Slaughtering Whip, and the whip was like Xiao Fei who was in mid-air.

Silver cudgel!

Xiao Fei ignored his Soul Slaying Whip attack. The silver cudgel became bigger in an instant, and it hit the ghost pawn head-on with a fierce blow.

boom!

The huge body of the ghost soldier sank deeply into the ground after being hit by this stick. After struggling for a long time, it got out.

"It's easy for me to destroy you, I just showed mercy just now." Xiao Fei said indifferently: "You better answer my words seriously, otherwise, your hundreds of years of cultivation in the underworld will be destroyed in one day."

"I'm convinced, and listen to the Great Immortal's instructions." The two ghost soldiers hurried forward and said respectfully.

"Well, let me ask you, did you send your souls to the underworld?" Xiao Fei asked.

"Yes." The green-faced ghost soldier replied: "We have escorted more than a thousand souls this time, and sent them collectively to the nearby magistrate's mansion for trial."

"En." Xiao Fei nodded, and said, "After you send them to the nearby Judge's Mansion, immediately take me to the Senluo Hall."

In the underworld area, the Senluo Hall is equivalent to the imperial palace, where King Yama lives. Not all ghosts are judged there. Hundreds of ghosts are sent to the underworld every day. If they have to be judged in the Senluo Hall, the judges inside will not be able to judge them.

Therefore, ordinary souls are judged in the state and county. Only important souls will be sent to the Senluo Hall.

"I will respectfully receive the decree." The two ghost soldiers said.

"Also, I'm from the yang world." Xiao Fei said, "You said just now that it doesn't matter if there are more or less ghosts? Then among this group of ghosts, there is one I want to return to yang."

"This..." A ghost pawn hesitated for a moment, but he still said: "You have already spoken, Immortal, and I shall obey. I don't know that you, Immortal, want to make that ghost come back to life."

"May I ask a question, what does the ghost you want have anything to do with you, Daxian?" Another ghost pawn asked.

"It doesn't matter." Xiao Fei said.

This great immortal wants to make a person return to Yang, and this person has nothing to do with him? When a group of ghosts heard this, their hearts jumped. They all felt that their chance to live again had come.

"Great Immortal, please let me return to Yang. As long as you let me live for a few more years, I will definitely set up a longevity tablet for you." A ghost shouted.

"My dear fairy, if you let me live again, no matter what you ask in the future, I will agree to you." A beautiful female ghost with a good figure who looks like a college student said.

"Daxian, you must have heard it just now. I have a net worth of over 100 million and a listed company. If you can bring me back to Yang, I will give you all my property. As long as I can live, I am willing even if I have no money. "