Everyone looked at each other, and Vice General Chen scratched his head: "General, do you think we are annoyed?"

Military Advisor: "You talk too much and the general will be annoyed."

"fart!"

“Rude.”

"These two words are rude. If you have the ability, don't poop or pee!"

"Don't tell me, since I died, I really don't have to do this anymore."

Vice General Chen:......

…

In the Palace of Hell, another dead soul was taken away and entered the next process.

"Hey, when will this day end..." Zhao Ming frowned.

Taibai shook his head: "Of the ten palaces of Yama, the whereabouts of the leader of the sixth palace, Yama, are unknown. The seventh and eighth masters are responsible for both, so you and I can be considered relaxed."

Zhao Ming hissed, "Taibai, where did the King of Hell go? Why are all of them missing? Usually when they go on a business trip, they will tell the people below and make arrangements, but they are so silent."

The earth disappeared like never before.

We discovered it too late and did not have time to deal with it. There are so many dead souls waiting to enter the temple. This is the first time in the Yin Division in thousands of years that this has happened."

Taibai had a dead look on his face and said, "You've had enough rest. Sit tight. It's time for the next soul to go to the temple."

Zhao Ming choked, lowered his head and rubbed his face with his palms, straightened his back, all the laziness in his body was gone, and he sat upright.

As soon as he picked up the gavel, a ghost soldier rushed into the hall and said in a trembling voice: "Master Zhao, it's not good, the palm is so hot and so angry that the King of Hell has fallen!"

"What did you say?" Zhao Ming stood up suddenly, "The Eighth Palace of Hell has fallen?!"

He stared angrily and looked horrified. This was the first time the ghost soldier had seen Zhao Ming look like this.

Taibai's expression also changed, and with a wave of his hand, he closed the door of the outer hall.

"Go and have a look!" Taibai said coldly.

The three of them left the back hall, turned left and right, and entered the Eighth Hall of the Lord Yama.

Approaching, there were only two figures, one black and one white. Looking at the empty shadow above the hall, there was a coldness all over them.

Zhao Ming hurriedly stepped forward and saluted with his hands raised: "Seventh Master and Eighth Master, what exactly happened?"

Xie Qiye looked at the chair for a moment, "Just now, the King of Hell was handling official business. The Eighth Master and I had something to ask him for advice. The King of Hell just said a few words and disappeared into thin air in front of our eyes."

Fan Baye said: "I can't hide the matter from you now. Seven of the ten ever-burning lamps in the main hall have been extinguished."

The Everlasting Lamp is the life soul lamp of the Tenth Palace Yama. It can check the state of their souls. If there is no accident, it will never go out.

When a person dies and the lamp goes out, it is self-evident what Fan Baye’s words mean.

There was dead silence.

Zhao Ming's eyes were blank, as if he couldn't believe it at all.

Taibai's voice was dry and hoarse: "The King of Hell was appointed by Emperor Dongyue. The King of Hell fell, but there is no new appointment document and no one takes office. I'm afraid something happened above..."

The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly heavy.

Xie Qiye was silent for a long time and said: "Now we can only take one step at a time and go back to work."

There is a problem even with the above, and now I have no way to ask for help.

They are just small and unpredictable, and there is nothing they can do about it.

At this moment, another ghost soldier reported: "Sir, a newly captured soul killed Wu Chang and escaped with the soul hook and mourning stick!"

Zhao Ming Po Yin: "It's just a newly deceased ghost. It's good enough to maintain its body shape. How can I take away the impermanent weapon?"

The ghost soldiers shook their heads with a grimace, and several people secretly thought something was wrong. However, there were crowds of people outside the hall, and ghosts lined up to enter the hall.

They don't know what to do.

Fan Baye said decisively: "We can't control it anymore. Let's deal with them first. The ghosts must not let the ghosts know about the death of King of Hell, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

It is like an army losing its commander, its morale is in chaos, and it is defeated without a fight.

This is also the reason why Zhao Ming and Taibai wear masks.

Zhao Ming scratched his hair irritably, and quietly left from the back hall with Taibai.

…

Chu Yu wandered outside until dawn before going back. Chu Hanxing went to the laboratory, and Chu Bai was fooling around with the house spirit.

"Wow, you actually did it on purpose!"

The house spirit, who was originally sleeping on the sofa, instantly moved to the ceiling when Chu Bai pounced on him.

Chu Bai couldn't believe that he missed the point.

"Humph, if you don't practice diligently, you will be overtaken by newcomers sooner or later just because of your bloodline advantage." Zhai Ling told the truth.

Chu Bai blushed, but couldn't say anything to refute.

To be honest, it practiced day and night for a while, but not long after, it encountered a bottleneck and was stuck. No matter how hard it tried, it couldn't break through, so it simply gave up.

Chu Bai was a little embarrassed and couldn't speak because of the Zhai Ling. He wanted to shut up the Zhai Ling, so he went to arrest the Zhai Ling again.

After getting along with it for a period of time, the spirit of the house has become familiar with its temperament. It stops, then quickly floats away when Chu Bai pounces on it. This repeats, and the spirit and the beast are having a great time, giggling and giggling.

They ran all over the house, and Zhai Ling stopped on a vase and repeated his old trick. Unexpectedly, Chu Bai pounced on him from the other side of the can. Zhai Ling was caught off guard and blocked it with the vase, but Chu Bai pounced too hard, so——

"Crack", the vase fell to the floor with a crisp sound and fell apart.

An antique vase worth one hundred thousand was broken.

Chu Bai didn't dare to move. Zhai Ling knew that he had made a mistake, so he blinked his eyes and cried softly.

When Chu Yu came in, this was what he saw.

The glass fragments of the vase splashed at his feet. When he got closer, he saw that Chu Bai, who had caused the trouble, had shut himself up.

This was the first time Chu Yu saw Zhai Ling. He turned his eyes, took a piece of paper from the coffee table and handed it to him. Then he slipped Chu Baiti onto the sofa and cleaned the scene skillfully.

Zhai Ling whispered: "Thank you."

Chu Bai held it in for a long time and muttered: "I broke the vase. I don't blame you. I will take the initiative to admit my mistake to Chu Hanxing."

"No, I also have a share, I can't let you bear it alone..." Zhai Ling said with a puffed face.

"Forget it." Chu Bai glanced at it, "I have rough skin and thick flesh, which can withstand beatings. You are so light, maybe it will be blown away by the wind."

Zhai Ling was very moved when he heard this, and became more determined to face it together with Chu Bai. Chu Bai said that he was a manly man and could do what a tiger does.

The two of them were impassioned and rushed to admit their mistakes when they suddenly heard a burst of laughter. Chu Bai turned his head and Chu Yu laughed heartily.

"Hahahahaha..."

Chu Bai looked solemn, "Don't laugh, this is a very serious moment!"

"Hahahaha!" Chu Yu fell on the sofa, holding his stomach and laughing non-stop.

The house spirit looked at him in embarrassment. Chu Bai jumped on Chu Yu and covered his mouth with a meat pad.

Chu Yu covered his eyes with his hands and tried to calm the smile on his face.

Chu Bai angrily cursed: "Bad guy Chu!"

"Okay, okay." Chu Yu sat up, "Isn't it just that the vase is broken? There are many in my underground palace. Whichever one you like, just take it and replace it."

Chu Bai was instantly excited: "Wow, let's go quickly!"

Seeing that they were about to leave, the spirit of the house said weakly: "Well... it is illegal to put cultural relics at home without obtaining them from formal channels, and the sentence starts from three years..."
Chapter completed!