Chapter 152 Things Haven't Ended

When Yingying returned to the bookstore, the first thing she saw was the old Daoist priest sitting by the coffee table, wolfing down his food.

In fact, whether or not someone is who you think they are can sometimes be determined by a single action.

The old Daoist priest was eating ravenously, as if he hadn't eaten in days.

Xu Qinglang kept heating up the leftovers from the banquet and bringing them to him. There was a lot of food tonight, a sumptuous feast, so naturally there were many leftovers.

When Yingying came in, everyone's eyes immediately fell on her, even the old Daoist priest, who turned his head while gnawing on a duck leg.

"Boss will be fine."

Yingying could only respond with those words.

Meaning, things weren't over yet; she had just returned first.

Everyone nodded, but because Attorney An wasn't taking the lead, no one said anything auspicious. The others wanted to say something, but they couldn't bring themselves to.

After all, the things ordinary people often said, like "May Buddha protect you" or "Heaven has eyes," weren't suitable for the current situation.

After taking his gaze away from Yingying, Attorney An stared at the painting in front of him.

Standing next to Attorney An was Qing.

The painting was static, but you could clearly feel the carefree and unrestrained feeling of the white-robed man and the two little monkeys playing in the mountains.

Actually, Attorney An had had similar thoughts before, such as retreating to the mountains, finding solace in nature, living in seclusion, and enjoying himself.

But these thoughts were similar to a gambler kneeling before his family, weeping and vowing to reform.

It was good to listen to it in the moment and feel self-moved, but don't take it seriously.

"Ouch."

Attorney An reached out and massaged his lower back.

"In the future, don't hang any pictures of the rising sun and turbulent waves behind the Yama King's court. Just tear down this wall and enshrine it there."

The Last Emperor had entered the painting just like that. He probably wasn't dead, but the meaning of retreating from the world was very clear.

This was like putting Attorney An and the others on the fire to roast. Without the Last Emperor's martial power, if something unexpected happened to the boss tonight…

Oh no, it couldn't be called unexpected; it was more like, if nothing unexpected happened…

Then who among them would dare to sit on the position of Yama King?

Although being a king for a day could be considered dying without regrets, ending things so hastily was a little bit unwilling.

Moreover, the entire staff of the bookstore had gone to Hell before. It was impossible to hide it, which meant everyone's identities were almost public. It was like a collective death sentence, waiting for those big shots to see which way the wind was blowing before deciding when to pull the trigger.

Some people have the world in their hearts,

While others are only immersed in their own little world.

The little boy and the little loli had the feeling of "love in a time of war."

Disaster was imminent, a major change was about to happen, but they were still sitting opposite each other on the corner sofa, whispering their own words.

Next to the little boy, the flower fox marten lay quietly.

To be honest, ever since this guy was affected by the drought demon aura under Mount Emei and almost betrayed them, he had been honest ever since being severely punished.

Usually, he was basically used as a scarf, hanging around the little boy's neck.

Over time, he resigned himself to his fate and gradually became inconspicuous.

The corporate culture of the bookstore was that terrifying.

Back then, Attorney An was heroic and vigorous, the little loli had just left home,

The others were either eager for fame and position or had their own beliefs and patterns,

But as long as you stayed in the bookstore for a little longer,

You would slowly become accustomed to being surrounded by the stench of abalone.

In this regard, there was truly education for all, equality between humans, demons, and ghosts.

If you were even more brazen, and snatched some credit from the Xuanyuan Sword, you could even write a line on the bookstore's promotional poster, saying that even Lord City God had immediately become a salted fish and entered a painting after entering the bookstore.

The rain outside had stopped.

And the flower fox marten, who had been lying there prostrate, suddenly opened his eyes. He could sense it, very, very close.

He hesitated and wavered.

After all, the painful memories of being beaten up several times by Boss Zhou at his command were still fresh in his mind.

But after the initial hesitation, he seemed to have made up his mind and began to sneak towards the door.

He was very fast and good at hiding his aura, and everyone in the bookstore was preoccupied with their own thoughts, so it wasn't difficult for him to sneak away without being noticed.

However,

The little monkey, who was sitting on the coffee table peeling shrimp for the old Daoist priest, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Thanks to the City God's training these past few days, and being force-fed a massive amount of heavenly treasures, although it wasn't enough to make the little monkey swell into a big fat ball, it was naturally incomparable to before.

Especially yesterday on the top of Mount Tai, the City God plucked three hairs from himself,

Which was equivalent to further stimulating the little monkey's potential.

The flower fox marten's little actions could fool others, but not him.

Therefore, just as the flower fox marten was about to rush out of the bookstore door, he suddenly saw a furry companion standing in front of him.

The little monkey tilted his head slightly, a smile on his lips, looking at the flower fox marten.

The flower fox marten immediately sensed that something was wrong and pretended to flee, but he didn't expect this mischievous monkey's reaction and speed to have improved so much.

With just a reach, he grabbed his tail.

Then, the little monkey unceremoniously grabbed the flower fox marten's tail with one hand and smacked him frantically from side to side with the other!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Actually, the little monkey didn't know why he was hitting him, but he just felt like this guy seemed to be missing some elements, and needed to be beaten.

………………

Hell;

After reading the documents that his subordinates had just sent up, the Chief Eunuch realized that not many Yin Division affairs needed his decision. The people below could arrange them layer by layer.

For the Constables themselves, although each had their own responsibilities, they were only in charge of personnel appointments, and would occasionally show their faces when they were in the mood, without being entangled in any mundane affairs.

Yesterday, another Yama King's court appeared in the Yin Division. After opening the court, it needed people and supplies, which the Chief Eunuch gave all at once.

The second brother was dead. He was heartbroken, but he couldn't let the second brother die without value.

In fact, he had longed to be able to control Hell in his early years, at least not to disgrace the origins of their ten brothers.

But when he really sat in this position, his previous ambitions diminished a lot. Now, he only hoped that the remaining eight brothers could live in peace.

The eldest brother is like a father, and it's not just talk.

Dropping the affairs of the desk, a colorful mark suddenly appeared between the Chief Eunuch's eyebrows. His eyes immediately sank, and he directly pressed his index finger on his eyebrows, forcibly suppressing it.

"Immortal King… won't you rest in peace!"

In the Chief Eunuch's opinion, his own brothers were the most precious existence. As for the identity of the Immortal King's Ten Fingers, he didn't value it very much, at least not to the extent of giving his life for the Immortal King.

There are thriving trees in front of the sick tree. They were indeed transformed from the Immortal King's Ten Fingers, but they already had their own thoughts and their own minds. They were brand new selves, just like a clone rebelling. Who would be willing to sacrifice for whom?

The Last Emperor had also lamented in Mount Tai that it was fortunate that this Chief Eunuch had been separated from the Immortal King early, otherwise, if he continued to bear the burden of the Immortal King's aura and identity, their names would definitely be on the list of the Xuanyuan Sword.

You must know that the Yellow Emperor arranged the Xuanyuan Sword to set rules for the world, and what he targeted was those immortals?

Compared to those "immortals" who had existed in the world for a long time, the Immortal King's batch was a genuine, authentic immortal!

The door to the room was pushed open at this time. The one who came in was Little Nine, oh no, it should be called Little Eight now.

"Brother."

Little Eight called out timidly.

The Chief Eunuch raised his head slightly tiredly and looked at Little Eight and asked:

"What's wrong?"

"Brother, something happened."

The Chief Eunuch immediately got up, his figure flashed, and he directly appeared outside the hall.

In the center of the square in the Four Directions Hall, five Constables were sitting together, and on the other side, there was also a Little Seven standing on the side.

"Presumptuous!"

Upon seeing this, the Chief Eunuch let out an angry shout.

He naturally knew what these five younger brothers were planning to do, but he really didn't expect that the Second Brother had just sacrificed himself yesterday to protect his brothers, yet these younger brothers didn't cherish it!

At this time, the original Third Brother, now the Second Brother, looked at the Chief Eunuch respectfully and said:

"Brother, the Immortal King is sensing us. The enemy of the past has arrived at his great tribulation."

"What does that have to do with us?" Upon hearing this, the Chief Eunuch's anger immediately boiled over. "The Immortal King is the Immortal King, and we are us. The current Immortal King is nothing more than a wandering soul isolated from the three realms, not even as good as an ordinary soul in the Hell Yin Division that can enter reincarnation!

What happens to him, what happens to his enemies, what does it have to do with us?

Our brothers are now sitting at the top of the Yin Division, living a carefree life, what more could we want?"

"Brother, constantly being controlled by others is not without a solution. In the early years, when that person first came to Hell, we lost a brother. Some time ago, when that Last Emperor returned to Mount Tai, the Second Brother also sacrificed himself.

Every time someone comes, we have to break a finger. We only have ten fingers, which is not enough to break several times.

We all know the current situation of the Immortal King, but the only plan for now is to take this opportunity to guide the hand of the Immortal King to return again, so that we can have the capital to stand tall, and we no longer have to injure our limbs when encountering a strong enemy!"

"Are you, blaming me?"

"Your younger brother dares not. We all know the suffering in our brother's heart. This life, with our brother's protection, is our good fortune."

"Hehe, then do you know that if the Immortal King returns, the next person on the Xuanyuan Sword might be you? The Immortal King of the past was first beheaded by the Yellow Emperor, and then broken by Ying Gou;

What does he have…………"

"The Yellow Emperor is dead, Ying Gou will die tonight, just a sword, why not take a gamble?

Your younger brothers are willing to use this as an opportunity to let our brother and Little Seven and Little Eight truly stand on the top of Yin and Yang!"

The Chief Eunuch sighed. He knew that these five people were determined to do so.

At the moment,

The Chief Eunuch no longer tried to persuade them,

Instead, he directly said:

"One of you step back, let me do it. Little Six, step back."

The Constable who was called Little Six laughed loudly,

"Our brother has to continue to stay and protect Little Eight and Little Seven, how can he just leave like this?"

After saying that,

Before the Chief Eunuch had any time to react,

The five Constables sitting together simultaneously released colorful light, which then condensed into a terrifying beam of light, soaring straight up!

At this moment, countless dead souls and ghosts in Hell felt an extremely terrifying pressure,

When they looked up,

They saw a huge hand,

From above the sky,

Slowly crushing down.

Today,

The Immortal King once again meddled with Yin and Yang!