"Since you are the charterer of the underworld, why do you not do your duty, and come to the underworld to follow me?"

The ghost saw the Taoist in front of him, and he was half of his colleague, and his expression finally slowed down, no longer so fierce and hideous, but his tone was still extremely cold.

"This matter will not be clear for a while, Lao Dao has a reluctant request, can you ask the two ghosts to return this person's soul to Lao Dao, Lao Dao is in urgent need."

Uncle Nine looked at the souls of Luo Feng who were being detained by the two ghosts, and pleaded anxiously.

"Huh?" The two ghosts were stunned for a moment, "It is our duty to arrest the soul of the deceased into the underworld, if it is handed over to you, how will I pay the errand when I go back?" ”

The ghost cha is not a very powerful position in the underworld, on the contrary, it is just an ordinary miscellaneous servant, just like the errand officer and pavilion chief in the Yangjian Prefecture.

It's just that there are strict boundaries and taboos between the underworld and the yang, and ordinary people can't touch the underworld, so when they hear "ghost difference", they often think that they are extremely unfathomable.

Only capable people such as Uncle Nine know a thing or two, although the ghost can arrest the soul of anyone in the yang world, but there must be a decree to arrest the soul, so that he can use the pass token to shuttle back and forth between the yang world and the underworld, and be ordered to arrest the soul of the deceased.

If a heterogeneous magician like Uncle Nine could casually get his soul back from the hands of the ghost, wouldn't he be able to achieve immortality?

Uncle Nine also knows this.

"The two ghosts misunderstood, Lao Dao did not want to bring back this person's soul from the hands of the two, but borrowed a stick of incense time, let him borrow the corpse to return the soul, Lao Dao asked him a few words, and after asking, he bothered the two ghosts to detain his soul."

Uncle Jiu's purpose is very clear, he is not to save Luo Feng, but to ask Luo Feng about the background of their group from Luo Feng's mouth.

It is enough to borrow a stick of incense and ask a few words briefly.

Otherwise, the clues that are about to be handed cannot be broken in vain.

"Borrowing souls?" The brows of the two ghosts furrowed, and their tall bodies stood in the gloomy wilderness, like two black towers.

They had been ordered to arrest the spirits for hundreds of years, and they had never encountered such a request today.

For hundreds of years, it is not impossible to borrow corpses to resurrect souls, but that kind of thing needs to be approved by the underworld, they are just two small ghosts, and they can't be this kind of master.

However, Uncle Nine does not really want to borrow the corpse to return the soul, but to borrow the time of a stick of incense.

This kind of thing, as long as no one is held accountable, it is actually fine.

I'm afraid that something will go wrong in the middle of this, and once the matter gets bigger, it won't end well.

The two of them didn't want to be tortured by the underworld.

"This matter is not trivial, the two of us can't be the master, you might as well go to the underworld and find Yin Jun to decide for yourself."

After a little hesitation, the two ghosts finally shook their heads and decisively rejected Uncle Nine.

As soon as Uncle Nine heard this, he immediately became anxious.

It's not that he can't do it when he goes to the underworld to find Yin Jun to decide, but with his strength, it will be very troublesome, and the time will drag on for a long time.

As soon as this matter is urgent, it can't be delayed, once Luo Feng's body has a problem, even if he borrows his soul, it will be useless.

Second, if you really go to the underworld, the time will drag on for too long, even if Yin Jun agrees, Luo Feng's soul may not still be there, it is very likely that he has entered reincarnation, and in the end it will be empty after all.

Although he is the charterer of the underworld, he is not a ghost after all, and he does not serve in the underworld, and he needs to use the power of the ancestor of Maoshan to go to the underworld, and the inheritance of Maoshan is the last generation in him, and the power of the ancestor is borrowed once less than once, which means that the opportunity to go to the underworld is used less once.

Uncle Nine naturally had to be cautious in using it, so as not to be unable to communicate with the underworld in an emergency, and ruin the reputation of the charter in the underworld.

"The two of you, please stay, this matter is really urgent, and please see that the old Tao is also half of a colleague, raise your noble hand, make it convenient, and afterwards the old Tao will sacrifice and thank you with the gift of three sacrifices."

Uncle Nine jumped and stopped the two ghosts who were about to leave.

"Without the permission of the Yin Monarch's decree, it is to burn merit incense, and I don't dare to borrow it rashly from you, get out of the way quickly, don't delay me and wait to go back!"

The two ghosts almost scolded, and reached out to push Uncle Nine away.

"That being the case, the old man has no choice but to offend!"

Uncle Nine saw that the ghost was not going to enter the oil and salt, and refused to borrow it, so in desperation, he gritted his teeth, shook the peach wood sword in his hand, and stabbed at the two ghosts.

The peach wood sword is a sharp weapon to drive away evil spirits, the peach wood sword in the hands of the ninth uncle, is left by the ancestor of Maoshan lineage, contains powerful thunder power, and is extremely effective against zombies, evil ghosts and other yin things, although the ghost is a messenger of the underworld, but it is also yin after all, and the peach wood sword in the hands of the ninth uncle is quite jealous.

"Whoa!"

The two ghosts almost went to the side to avoid the attack of the peachwood sword, and the iron rope that the two of them were pulling in was pulled with a loud sound.

Uncle Nine didn't really want to fight with the two ghosts, this sword was just to force the two to retreat, seeing that the goal was achieved, his face was happy, the peach wood sword stabbed the iron chain, and the iron chain was cut by the peach wood sword.

Luo Feng's soul lost the restraint of the iron cable, and his figure slipped and fell down from the middle.

Uncle Nine reached out with his long arm, grabbed Luo Feng's soul, sandwiched it under his armpit, and was about to rush out.

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

The two ghosts never expected that Uncle Nine would dare to openly snatch the soul from them, and immediately became furious, roared angrily, and the iron rope in his hand swept towards Uncle Nine, wanting to entangle it and Luo Feng's soul together and bring it back to the underworld.

Uncle Nine just wanted to snatch Luo Feng's soul and borrow it for a while, how dare he really fight with the two ghosts.

Seeing that the other party was angry, he naturally didn't dare to block hard, but just walked around and dodged, waiting for an opportunity to shake off the two and return to the ground.

"Leave your soul behind, otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering your identity as the charterholder of the underworld, and bind you together to meet the Yin Monarch!"

The ghost sent the iron rope to dance wildly, turned into a long whip, wrapped the ninth uncle in it, and shouted angrily in his mouth.

Uncle Nine had scruples and didn't dare to exert his full strength, coupled with Luo Feng's soul, he couldn't move freely, and he was almost hit by the iron rope several times, or tripped over.

Uncle Jiu was secretly anxious in his heart, if he delayed it like this, if he really missed the time when Luo Feng entered the underworld, the matter would be completely big, and at that time, his identity as the franchisor of the underworld would probably not be good.

But if you want him to let go of Luo Feng's soul, he will return in vain, but it is difficult to accept.

Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, a light purple mang flashed out of nowhere, shining on this wild place of the underworld.

"Huh? What is it? ”

The eyes of the two ghosts were a little unable to open their eyes by Zi Mangzhao, and the offensive in their hands was forced to stop, squinting their eyes, and asking in surprise.

"This is the Son of Heaven!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Uncle Jiu's face was full of joy, and he bowed his head and bowed to the place where the purple light flashed.