Keyboard Immortal Chapter 684: Endless Souls
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Zu An's face couldn't help but twitch when he thought of a white-haired old woman smiling and calling him a destined one.
"The court is composed of city gods from various places. Each city **** is responsible for several small towns or an area of a large city to ensure that there are no ghosts and monsters causing trouble nearby."
Hearing Hei Wuchang's words, Zu An only felt that he was full of troubles. Now that the human world is invaded by demons from heaven and earth, why don't these city gods show up to take care of it?
"The Yin Cao Division is more important in the Netherworld. It has jurisdiction over the Rewarding the Good Division, the Punishing Evil Division, the Chacha Division, and the Yin Law Division. Among them, the Rewarding the Good Division records the merits of one's life; the Punishing the Evil Division records the sins committed during one's lifetime. The Chacha Division examines cases in the underworld to avoid unjust cases. The Yin Law Division is in charge of the book of life and death and the soul-enchanting pen, which can increase people's yang life or enchant people's souls to return to the yin."
Zu An thought of the past life in Journey to the West, where Sun Wukong seemed to have entered the underworld and forcibly changed his life and death book. He did not expect that such a thing existed in this world. He really wanted to take a look at the longevity of himself and his friends. If possible, It would be best if they all changed like Sun Wukong.
At this time, Bai Wuchang's words came: "As for the ten major ghosts, the ten are virtual fingers, which are roughly divided into three categories. The Yin ghosts are divided into day wandering gods, night wandering gods, and the ghost king you mentioned before. They He is often responsible for patrolling the underworld and hunting down those escaping ghosts."
Zu An was disturbed. Could it be that the Skinned Ghost King is not from hell, but this kind of ghost?
"The soul-binding envoys are our brothers, bull-headed and horse-faced, generals with shackles, etc., responsible for the soul-binding of people who have expired."
"The other type is the demon envoys, who are responsible for attracting the souls of beasts, birds, aquatic animals, insects, etc."
After finishing speaking, Bai Wuchang said: "These may be things you will encounter in your life and work in the future, just remember these."
Zu An couldn't help but ask: "Then who am I, the Forgotten River Ferryman?"
Heibai Wuchang couldn't help but be startled when he heard the words, and they all touched their long tongues: "It's strange that we can't remember who you belong to for a while. You guys don't seem to be affiliated with a certain department. The status of the underworld is somewhat transcendent..."
Seeing the distressed look on the two of them, Zu An wondered if it was because the colossus had arranged this position out of thin air, which prevented Black and White from remembering it.
But if this is the case, the ability of the colossus is too exaggerated.
"The Forgotten River ferrymen have always been mysterious and don't communicate much with the outside world. Brother Zu, you are the first one who is so easy to get along with." Bai Wuchang said with a smile, "When you take office later, you can communicate with the other ferrymen. Maybe you will know which adult you belong to."
Zu An was stunned: "How many more people are there in the Forgotten River Ferryman?"
"Of course there is more than one. Otherwise, how long will it take for one ferryman to ferry so many dead souls to the Netherworld every day?" Hei Wuchang replied, "Actually, let alone the ferryman, just like our Black and White Wuchang, I am not the only one in this world. Both, there are also many.”
Zu An thought the same thing. If there was only a pair of black and white, and so many people died every day in the world, they would be too busy even if they were obsessed with each other and smoking.
While chatting, he soon heard the sound of rushing water in front of him. Zu An looked up and saw a wide river a few miles ahead.
I saw that the water in the Yellow River was already yellow enough in my previous life, but I didn’t expect that the water in this river would be countless times turbider than the Yellow River. At the same time, the water in the river exuded a faint blood-red color, which looked particularly weird and scary.
With Zu An's cultivation level, he could even clearly see some vague ghost figures in the water from time to time. They must be the water ghosts that Black and White Wuchang mentioned before.
These water ghosts will never be able to leave Wangchuan River, so their faces are extremely twisted and vicious, trying to drag more people into the water.
Seeing that someone's fate has become as tragic as theirs, everyone will feel a little comfort.
"Wangchuan is right in front, so we won't see our brothers off." As Black and White Wuchang spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Wangchuan, with a look of fear in his expression.
Zu An thought about the power of Wangchuan they mentioned. Even if they are now the official gods of the Netherworld, if they fall in, all their consciousness will be washed away, and then they will be entangled by those water ghosts, and they will never be able to escape. No wonder he doesn't want to get close.
"Thank you two brothers. When I settle down here, I will treat you two brothers to a drink in the future." Zu An said sincerely, handing over his hands, it was lucky to have them as the unlockers, otherwise he would have a dark eye on this Netherworld. , It will take years and months to find out this information.
Seeing him being so polite, Black and White Wuchang also smiled happily: "Brother, you're welcome. Let's get together after you settle down."
After saying goodbye, he waved goodbye to Zu An, and then seemed to only take two or three steps, but with each step, their figures moved several miles away, and soon their backs were no longer visible.
Zu An secretly smacked his tongue, the strength of this black and white impermanence is much more powerful than those of the Flame Demon Sea Monster.
When he thought that there were many black and white things like this in the underworld, which were basically the standard for civil servants here, he was shocked by the strength of the underworld.
Can a mere skinned ghost king really make big waves here?
How could I win that trial in this environment?
Speaking of which, I didn’t even know where the trial was or how it started. I had just made innuendoes about Black and White Wuchang along the way, but they didn’t seem to know there was any trial.
This is strange...
Unknowingly, he had arrived at the Wangchuan River. He saw densely packed souls lining up in the distance, boarding one boat after another.
"Is that the Forgotten River Ferryman?" Zu An noticed that the boat was not as small as he thought. He originally thought it was the kind of boat that could only seat one or two people, but it seemed that it could seat dozens of people.
The ferryman on the boat was wearing a black raincoat and a bamboo hat on his head, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.
With an oar in his hand, he rowed casually in the Forgotten River. No matter how hard he used it, a boat staggered towards the other side.
Many dead souls even fought on the shore for a spot to board the ship.
Struggles between you and me happened from time to time. The Forgotten River Ferryman just looked at it all coldly and had no intention of stopping it.
Anyway, whoever can pay for the ship can get on the ship.
Zu An shook his head when he saw it. Of course, there was no need for the Forgotten River Ferryman to care. Anyway, there were still several palaces of the King of Hell waiting for these dead souls. Now that they had committed evil crimes here, they would regret it later.
Many dead souls even saw Zu An. Judging from his extraordinary demeanor, they must be a fat sheep, so they gathered around him and wanted to rob him.
Unfortunately, just as they got within a certain range of him, their expressions changed. They felt an inexplicable pressure on Zu An. It was an irresistible force, just like the gods of the underworld they had encountered before. generally.
They turned around and ran away one by one. They knew that if they got any closer, their souls would probably collapse.
At this time, the Wangchuan ferryman not far away saw the movement here and glanced at Zu An: "Huh? It turns out he is a colleague."
Feeling his gaze, Zu An bowed his hand towards him and expressed his kindness: "This brother..."
Unexpectedly, the other party turned his head and ignored him.
Zu An's expression suddenly froze. It seems that these guys are not as easy to get along with as Black and White Wuchang and Bull-headed Horse Face. No wonder Black and White Wuchang mentioned that the Forgotten River Ferrymen all said that they were all lonely and difficult to get along with.
But he suddenly had an idea. He came to the Wangchuan River and reached out to the middle of the river to call. Sure enough, a small boat appeared out of thin air soon and slowly came to the shore.
Zu An thought, is this the ship allocated to me by the Netherworld Underworld?
As if he didn’t need anyone’s instruction, he stepped onto the boat naturally and picked up the oar on the bow. There were many water ghosts swimming around, trying to pull him into the water, but he just felt the boat and the oar. After that, everyone shrank back in fear, but they were reluctant to go too far.
"There's another ferryman!" At this time, the souls of the dead saw what was going on here and ran over here one after another.
There was a long queue of other ferrymen. They wanted to cross the river in who knows what year and month. Of course there was a new passage here and they rushed over in droves.
Seeing the lively scene, Zu An was in a trance, as if he was traveling on a long vacation in his previous life.
Soon there were disputes among the team here, including those who jumped in line, those who fought, those who cursed and quarreled.
Zu An ignored it. He was not bored enough to seek justice for a group of dead souls, but began to think deeply.
How will the trial begin? You won’t let me be a ferryman here for the rest of my life, right?
Wait a minute, the mysterious colossus seemed to have mentioned at that time that one needs to have an identity in the Netherworld to participate in the trial, but now he has become the Ferryman of the Forgotten River, isn't that enough?
While he was wondering, there was suddenly a commotion nearby. It turned out that several dead souls were fighting for position. One of them was accidentally pushed to the shore and stepped into the water of Wangchuan with one foot.