I have a book of salvation

In the end, the old man Literary Saint agreed.

After receiving Yu Chen's Book of Good and Evil, he became a judge in the underworld.

From now on, everyone who dies in the Wei River will pass through his hands and either enter reincarnation or go to hell.

Of course, it wasn't because of Yu Chen's nonsense, but because the literary sage old man himself was really too busy.

——Humans and ghosts have different paths.

No one could see him except Yu Chen.

And as a ghost in the underworld, he cannot interfere in the affairs of the underworld at all.

It's quite boring all day long.

Yu Chen found him a job that allowed him to communicate with the ghosts of the dead, so he naturally had no reason to refuse.

——Since the Weishui River is now the territory of the underworld, the ghosts who died in the Weishui River will no longer be obliterated by the original rules of heaven and earth. Naturally, they will not be as foolish and foolish as those innocent souls, but will have their own sanity.

Of course, when he first knew what Yu Chen asked him to do, even this well-informed literary sage was shocked for a long time and sighed in admiration.

Unexpectedly, the underworld and the underworld judge in ancient rumors actually exist!

It's just a matter of time.

It was late at night.

Yu Chen fell asleep.

Early the next morning, New Year's Eve, the New Year's Eve has arrived.

The big city of Jinling is bustling with activity early in the morning.

Yu Chen also took advantage of the Wanjialing Mausoleum before it was opened, so he went down the mountain and bought a lot of dried fruit pulp, firecrackers, lanterns and Spring Festival couplets, and then went up the mountain.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying homage or mourning, he pasted up Spring Festival couplets and hung up lanterns, adding a lively atmosphere to the cold and dark mausoleum guarding room.

After lunch, Zhao Rusong went up the mountain to greet Yu Chen and brought an autographed letter from Qing Huan.

In the letter, Qinghuan talked a lot about what poetry and classics she was reading these days, how kind teacher Zhao Weixian was to her, how great the school at Hede Academy was, and so on.

He also said that he originally wanted to go up the mountain to have dinner with Yu Chen at the end of the new year, but the academy suddenly announced the big exam, and the three thousand students were not allowed to go home and were locked up in the academy.

After Zhao Rusong left, Yang Qingfeng also came up the mountain with some New Year's goods, saying that he had been busy the past few days and had no time to come up to see Yu Chen.

Yu Chen didn't care, after all, he did know that Yang Qingfeng was busy - the two had just met a few days ago, but it was a pity that Yang Qingfeng at that time did not recognize that the gravekeeper in front of him was the ghost judge.

While chatting, the two of them mentioned that one day after entering the city, blood rained from the sky and all the souls cried.

Yang Qingfeng sighed that such a great man as Literary Saint died in an unknown manner.

Yu Chen took the opportunity to ask a few questions about Wen Sheng's death.

But Yang Qingfeng also bluntly said that his level was far from being exposed to such secrets. Only Lord Siming, Zhou Mu, and Zhao Weixian, the dean of Hede Academy, knew what was going on.

However, he did tell Yu Chen some things about Wen Sheng.

——Let’s talk about the original Wen Sheng who was the dean of Jixia College in the capital. As one of the Lords of the Three Mountains and one of the Three Saints, even if His Majesty sees him, he must be respectful.

But about half a year ago, an extraterritorial demonic cultivator invaded the capital. The Three Saints and His Majesty fought bravely. After suppressing the extraterritorial demonic cultivator, Wen Sheng suddenly disbanded his armor and returned to his fields, retired and returned to his hometown, and returned to Jinling.

This matter is not secret, anyone with a little knowledge knows about it.

But no one knows the details.

After Yang Qingfeng came down the mountain, Yu Chen looked at Wen Sheng next to him.

But the latter said that he could not remember anything about the extraterritorial demon cultivator.

Even the reason why he suddenly retired and returned to his hometown has been forgotten.

At the moment, there are no more clues, so the two of them have to put it aside for the time being.

It's already dark, and dusk is approaching.

The crackling sound of firecrackers filled the night sky, and the gorgeous fireworks soared into the sky, illuminating Jinling.

A festive and lively atmosphere surrounds Wufang City, bringing in the old and welcoming the new and bringing joy to the whole family.

Yu Chen was alone in Wanjia Mausoleum, sitting across the table with the old man from the Literary Saint, sighing endlessly.

Last year at the end of the year, Yu Chen was still at the Qingfeng Mausoleum in the remote countryside, shivering and feeling anxious all day long.

But one year later, he not only changed his status as a criminal household, but also came to Jinling, where he had no worries about food and clothing.

So where will he be at this time next year?

It’s the end of the year and the first day of the new year.

In Jinling City, the streets and alleys are surrounded by a festive atmosphere. Every household just listens to the sound of firecrackers and replaces the old talisman with new peaches.

Tightly wrapped children ran across the snow holding firecrackers, vendors of various styles shouted, and the scent of melon, fruit and rice cake lingered in the wind and snow, spreading throughout Sanli Street.

Be beaming.

On this day, Yu Chen went down the mountain, bought some new year goods, went to the residence of Zhao Rusong and Yang Qingfeng, and paid New Year greetings.

These two people brought him all the way from the Weishui River, and took care of him when they arrived in Jinling. Yu Chen kept it in mind.

After finishing his work, Yu Chen returned to Wanjia Mausoleum. After cleaning the cemetery, he continued to visualize the Divine Wheel of Samsara in the sea of ​​​​Qi.

The old man, the literary sage, was in the Book of Saving People, and in the underworld judge's hall, he judged the ghosts of the Wei River.

Wisps of power of merit came out of nothing and fell slowly, washing away Yu Chen's body and Qihai almost every moment.

Make him stronger.

After practicing until noon, Yu Chen ate the leftover New Year's Eve dinner from last night.

Getting ready to continue my meditation practice.

But I heard a burst of noise and footsteps outside.

When he opened the door and took a look, he saw a few body collectors from the Zhonggu Division Funeral Branch carrying a corpse up, cursing.

"Damn it, you really know how to pick a day. I have to be arrested for work even on the first day of the new year!"

"That's all, it's just a matter of time. Just finish it quickly and don't complain."

"Yeah, finish it quickly, maybe you can still make it in time for the afternoon card game!"

"..."

Their voices were not loud, but Yu Chen heard them clearly from a distance.

After all, he is a Kaihai Qi practitioner, with sharp ears and eyesight.

"Brothers, are you here to work again?" Yu Chen greeted.

After hearing this, the corpse collectors immediately raised their heads and greeted with a smile.

They knew that Yu Chen came in through connections. Although they didn't know whose connection it was, he was definitely better than these idiots.

In a hurry, he dug a hole, buried the body in it, filled it with soil, and then several body collectors went down the mountain in a hurry.

And Yu Chen also returned to the house.

The only difference is that when he came out, he came out alone.

But when he entered the house, he saw a ghost with an angry and sad face.

——The body that had just been brought up by the body collectors was dead with eyes open and had a wish that had not been fulfilled!

After entering the door, Yu Chen looked at him.

He was a man, about fifty years old, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. He was neatly dressed and had no injuries on his body, but his face was pale and his body was stiff. He looked like he was frozen to death.

He spread out the Book of Saviors and waved his hand, and the ghost was taken in by the golden light.

By the Huangquan River, the angry look on the ghost's face was still there, and he kept muttering: "My jade...my jade..."

Yu Chen was puzzled.

But he was not in a hurry, waiting for the revolving lantern to start running one after another.

Let’s say that this ghost is called Xiao Yu, and he is a famous old bachelor on Shitou Street in Wanmin City.

He is obviously in his fifties, has no children, and lives alone.

But there are so many bachelors, why is he famous?

It's really because Xiao Yu is different from other bachelors.

Others are either dirty or shabby and cannot find a wife.

But this is not the case with Xiao Yu.

He is in good health, looks quite good, and his family still has money - although he cannot compare with the rich people in Fuze City, he can still be considered to have enough food and clothing.

There are people who are willing to marry such people, not to mention fifty, even seventy!

But when the matchmaker crossed the threshold, he drove them out.

Over time, some people even started to spread rumors, did Xiao Yu have that weird habit and didn't like women?

But Yu Chen looked at his revolving door and knew that was not the case.

The reason why he is still a bachelor over fifty is because he has a wife.

In other words, there is a lover.

Many years ago, when Xiao Yu was young, he fell in love with a foreign woman at first sight and committed to her for life.

Even if there is no eight-carriage sedan chair and they are getting married from a famous family, the two of them are already married.

At that time, Xiao Yu thought he was the happiest man in the world.

But something unexpected happened, and one day, the woman suddenly left without saying goodbye, leaving behind a letter and a jade pendant.

Only then did Xiao Yu realize that his lover was not an ordinary person, but the rumored Qi Refiner.

A supreme existence that can fly with a sword and traverse mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.

Now, something happened to the sect, and she had to return, leaving a jade pendant as a token.

It was agreed that when she returns one day, Xiao Meng will come to see her with a jade pendant, and the two will renew their relationship.

Although it looked like Xiao Yu was kicked away, he had no doubt about it.

More than twenty years have passed and I have never remarried.

In his heart, none of those women could compare to the beautiful figure in his dream.

Originally, this matter was over here.

Regardless of whether the woman was cheating or it was really hard to come back, she and Xiao Yu were willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer, so it didn't matter who was in their way.

Even if he has to wait until death, it is Xiao Yu's own business and has nothing to do with anyone else.

But it happened that the accident happened on New Year's Eve.

Last night, the fireworks bloomed and firecrackers went off.

On Chunliu Street in Fuze City, there is a lion and dragon dance competition, which is very exciting!

This lion and dragon dance meeting was the first time Xiao Yu met this woman.

So every year from now on, I have to see this seed of infatuation.

Once a year, it has been held more than 20 times in a row.

But this time, something happened.

Didn’t I say it before?

The woman left him a jade pendant as a token.

Xiao Yu usually regarded this jade pendant as very precious. He would only put it on during the New Year's Eve party and go to Chunliu Street.

But last night when I went there, I was stared at.

Three young men saw the jade pendant and wanted to buy it.

Xiao Yu is not short of money, and even if he can't afford to eat, he can't sell this thing.

Strictly refuse.

After the dragon and lion dance party was over, Xiao Yu also returned home and forgot all about it.

But what he never expected was that three people were following behind him.