I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Following Zhuang Qiu, Zhang Hui stepped into the elevator in this yin house.

He was surprised to see the elevator.

"This Yin Cao also has an elevator?"

Zhuang Qiu explained with a smile: "This is just a concrete elevator..."

"Essentially, this is the instinctive reaction of Netherland, after fine-tuning the consciousness of me, the acting city god..."

"It can take us to any corner of this Netherland!"

"You can understand it as a teleportation technique!"

Zhang Hui listened, and he had a preliminary idea.

At this time, the elevator stopped on the eighth floor.

The elevator doors opened.

In front of them are partitioned rooms. These rooms are hazy and shrouded in a ghostly atmosphere, so they cannot be seen clearly.

When Zhang Hui walked by.

In these partitioned rooms, there was the sound of minions scratching and stabbing on the walls.

"There are tens of thousands of evil spirits imprisoned here..."

"They were originally suppressed in Netherland by Mr...."

"Now, I moved it here..."

This is very simple matter for her.

The City God is the master of the Underworld.

Naturally, you can choose to decorate your own house, move furniture, and redesign certain facilities.

Although Zhuang Qiu was an ancient man a hundred years ago.

But she has been communicating with the world.

She has been in touch with the popular Internet culture and even live broadcasts nowadays.

Since then, after she becomes the City God, everything in this Netherland will be shaped according to her inner desire.

Under the influence of modern consciousness and cultural cognition, Netherland has naturally changed.

And this is the authority of God!

Even if it's just a subordinate god under Taishan Mansion, there are some things that can be owned without learning.

This is where the power of the gods lies.

Cogito ergo sum.

Therefore, the power moves with the heart, and the supernatural powers arise by themselves.

In the underworld, the god of the underworld is the sky and the earth!

Zhang Hui didn't understand these things, so he was naturally amazed.

"Then... Xiaozhuang... no... Zhuang Chenghuang..." He asked, "Can you explain it conveniently?"

Zhuang Qiu listened, shook his head, and said, "I don't understand many things..."

She is not a city god who cultivated by herself.

It has no power in itself.

This mighty power is given by external force.

Naturally, many things are ignorant, and for a while, even I don't know why?

Just vaguely know what can and cannot be done.

but why?

Then it is not clear.

She thought about it seriously, and then explained to Zhang Hui with the thoughts she could feel now: "Probably, you can regard this Netherland as a network system..."

"Master Taishan is the service provider and provider of this network..."

"He has now increased my authority and made me the administrator of the imperial capital..."

"Some users can be banned, that is, imprisoned, and more severe measures can be taken against them, such as unplugging the network cable, prohibiting network access...that is, the various punishments of the underworld..."

While speaking, she led Zhang Hui to the deepest part of the building.

Zhuang Qiu came to a very modern-looking office and knocked on the door: "Sir... General Zhang Hui is here!"

"Come in!" A cold voice came from inside the door.

And the door opened accordingly.

Zhang Hui looked inside and found that there was no one in the room.

Inside, it looked like it was a server of a large Internet company.

There are huge boxes one after another.

Inside, soaked in a thick ghost aura.

The concentration of these auras was so high that they all turned into water.

And in these waters, a shadow hovers and wanders.

"Shadow said slowly: "I made you laugh! "

Zhang Hui looked at it, not knowing why, and asked, "Sir, what's the matter with you?"

Shadow sighed: "I have already merged with the Underworld at the foot of the cross slope and the formation of the blue sky and the yellow spring..."

"In a sense, I have become the spirit of the blue sky, the gatekeeper of this piece of Netherland..."

"If Xiaozhuang hadn't been promoted to be the city god..."

"I'm afraid, sooner or later, I will lose my mind and become a pure ignorant spirit who follows the will of Biluo Huangquan and Netherland!"

Zhang Hui listened and became silent.

This is something that the black guard has discovered for a long time.

As time went on, Mr.'s daily waking hours were shortening.

Moreover, it often falls into a deep sleep.

After analysis, the black-clothed guard knew that Mr. was being double assimilated by the Netherland and the Blue Fall and Yellow Spring Formation.

His mind was gradually assimilated.

However, this matter has been kept secret by the black guard.

Because they are incapable of solving this problem.

He didn't dare to face the fact that the heroic spirit of this martyr who died for a hundred years was weakening day by day.

But Yingying laughed: "General Zhang...Actually, I already knew the result..."

"I should have died long ago..."

"If you can continue to live in the form of a soul, you've earned it no matter what!"

"Ha ha!"

Listen to the hearty laughter of Mr.

Zhang Hui was not feeling well at all.

Are ghosts really alive?

I can't feel the temperature, and I have to fight against my desire for the living every moment, so as not to go crazy and turn into a murderous ghost.

It is even more necessary to pay attention to it all the time, to supplement the yang energy of the soul and body.

Otherwise, if one is not careful, the soul body will be frozen by Yin Qi and become an ice sculpture.

This is also why ghosts can hurt people even if they have good intentions.

They will involuntarily and instinctively absorb the yang energy and life of the living.

In addition, whenever the yang energy is strong, the ghosts will be scorched by the yang fire, so they can only hide in the deep underworld of the cross slope to avoid the burning of the yang fire.

And at midnight, when the Yin Qi is strong, they will be harassed by the bone-piercing Yin Qi.

At the same time, the pain of death will be recalled again.

In pain and suffering, waiting for the dawn.

In order to strive to be able to shine on the sun at dawn.

However……

This kind of thing is very dangerous.

If you are not careful, you will be ignited by the sun fire.

Although there are few cases of souls flying away, there are many people who have been burned out of their senses and turned into ignorant ghosts.

Therefore, the heroic spirits who can survive on the cross slope to this day are all warriors who have defeated themselves and God.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hui asked with full respect: "Sir, why did you become like this?"

The shadow soaked in the nether water smiled hehe: "Actually, I am still the same as before..."

"The soul, the underworld, the blue sky and the yellow spring are connected together..."

"It's just that Xiaozhuang became the City God..."

"Therefore, in her yin house, I have become a kind of existence that you can understand..."

"A server..."

Zhuang Qiu also said: "I have been bestowed by the lord, to be in charge of the City God..."

"Although it is an agent, it can also appoint some important ministers..."

"Then conferred the post of magistrate..."

"Because of my knowledge..."

"Because of the present system..."

"I am the king who will rule from the bottom up... and Mr. is the chief minister of the cabinet who actually manages the government and presides over the overall situation!"

Zhang Hui's eyes were burning, and he seemed to have grasped the point.

He looked at Zhuang Qiu's small face and asked: "So...that's what you said, even if Lord Taishan returns...it's because of Lord Taishan no longer?"

Zhuang Qiu nodded: "The Yin Division is an existence closely related to the present world..."

"The Yin Division is the mirror of the present world, and everything in this world will be reflected in the Yin Division..."

"Therefore, in the pre-Qin period, Lord Taishan was a ghost uncle..."

"After the Han Dynasty, it will be the prince of the government..."

"Until the end of the chaos..."

"The so-called Ghost Boss, Fangbo and princes of the Shang and Zhou dynasties..."

"And the so-called Fujun is the prefect of the Han Dynasty and the state shepherd!"

"Even the federal empire, the emperor hangs his bow, appoints talents..."

"Naturally, Yin Division will also reflect..."

She said seriously: "This is the rule!"

"Unchangeable!"

"Now, I can appoint Mr. because Netherland has not yet fully reflected reality..."

"In a few years, I feel that the judges and Si Caos of Netherland... will be just like the present world..."

"There will be two factions of the Republic and the Great Harmony..."

"The council of ministers..."

"Maybe there will be an election..."

Zhang Hui was dumbfounded.

He never expected that Yin Division would have such a style of painting.

So, he quickly thought of it.

"Then Qin Lu and the Underworld in Kunlun Prefecture, will there be such changes?"

Zhuang Qiu shook his head: "That's not clear..."

"Perhaps, they have another set of rules..."

"I can feel……"

"Under the yellow sand, the sleeping jackal-headed ghost is breathing the breath of the desert..."

"I can feel……"

"Under Mount Ospirin, the sound of the rolling Styx slapping against the Aegean Sea..."

"I can feel it too..."

"Ghosts and gods transformed into countless flies, flying in the gap between the world and the underworld..."

"And in that huge pit, the nine-headed lizard bound by shackles is slowly breathing the sin and evil of the world..."

"They may be like us...or not..."

"But... I know, they will act according to the rules!"

"The rules that have already been laid..."

"Build the anchor of existence, the cornerstone of maintaining balance!"

Zhang Hui listened with radiance in his eyes.

He feels that this information may provide huge benefits to the Federation Empire!

Just listen, the gentleman floating in the dark water said: "General, I specially asked Xiaozhuang to invite you here this time, because I have something to tell you..."

Zhang Hui hurriedly said, "Sir, please tell me!"

The gentleman said: "Now, the City God's Yin Division has been established, and I have been ordered by the City God to be the judge!"

"From now on, if there are souls wandering around the dead in the imperial capital, we will deal with them..."

"I hope that I can get the authorization of the Federal Empire Cabinet and the Council of Ministers and Ministers, especially the emperor!"

"Huh?" Zhang Hui didn't understand.

When does the underworld in the myth need the approval of the yang world?

Isn't Yangshi's government an eraser?

Just listen to the gentleman say: "This is the rule!"

"At first, I was as surprised as the general!"

"But... I figured it out later..."

"General Zhang...you should know that the myths about invading the Federal Empire today... are mainly mountain and sea myths..."

"And in the myth of mountains and seas..."

"The Son of Heaven is also the Emperor of Heaven!"

"Take control of the rules of heaven, life and death!"

"Bless the gods, pardon the Underworld!"

"Yin Division is nothing more than the eagle dog of the Son of Heaven!"

"So..." The gentleman laughed: "Although we are officials of the underworld..."

"But... we are still colleagues!"

"This city god of the underworld can become the underworld department of the black guards!"

"Develop the laws of the Yin Division to match the morals, laws, and systems of the Yang world..."

"That's what we're going to do next!"

The gentleman's voice suddenly rose, and he said excitedly: "General..."

"Emperor Taizu once used the banner of 'Heaven listens to our people, and Heaven sees to our people' as the banner, laying the foundation for the prosperity of our federal empire for three hundred years!"

"Today, the mission of our generation..."

He didn't need to say any more.

Zhang Hui understood immediately!

In his eyes, he was radiant and excited like never before.

Emperor Taizu, who swept away the world, then established the ancestral system that followed the three generations of political training.

When he was alive, he had already planned his path for the next hundred years.

Taizong and Gaozong took over one after another, inherited Taizu's behest, and finally made the federal empire smoothly transition to the constitutional era.

In the era of constitutional government, the stories of emperors, generals and ministers gradually withered.

The era of the common people has begun.

Since then, the federal empire has ushered in an era of rapid development.

In the great debate after debate, the theoretical and ideological circles of the empire continued to advance.

The Republican faction, the Datong faction and the cabinet stand together.

There are also three checks and balances, Dali Temple and Qing Dafu Council.

Over the past three hundred years, even the recovery of spiritual energy has not hindered the development of the country and the progress of technology.

Now, Mr. Taizu is mentioned.

Zhang Hui's heart was beating thumpingly.

Because, black guards have a common ideal and pursuit.

It's just an ideal that only the guard in black will know.

This ideal is...

It was under the guidance of this ideal that the Black Clothes Guard forcibly prohibited all acts of using spells on unauthorized occasions.

It also forcibly restricts those who cultivate without permission or those of different kinds.

In the federal empire, since the recovery of aura.

Practicing without permission is illegal and may result in charges and recourse.

And without permission, use magic in public places.

It is a crime!

However……

As the concentration of spiritual energy recovery continued to rise.

The guard in black gradually began to struggle.

Not to mention the external threats, the extraordinary families inside, and even the descendants of the immortal gods who have the blessing of the immortal gods, are already a little too big to lose.

There are no more than 20 active generals in the Black Clothes Guards.

However, within the territory of the Federal Empire, the total number of generals and descendants of immortals and gods in the Chaofan family may have already exceeded a hundred!

In private, I don't know how many so-called ancestors, in the blessed places and caves, dormantly wait for the concentration of spiritual energy to rise enough to allow them to go further with the "bigu breath holding technique" taught by the immortal gods. Breaking the shackles, let the blood boil again, and let Shouyuan go further.

This is why Zhang Hui is hostile to those extraordinary families.

In his eyes, this is the precursor to the rise of Wei Boya soldiers!

Powerful factions, as long as there is a chance, how can they be controlled by the black guards again?

Didn't see that a few decades ago, several extraordinary families contributed money together, hired many martial arts writers, and set off a martial arts frenzy.

in those novels.

A hero must be a strong local man, anxious for justice, and with the world in mind.

The villains are mostly Jin Yiwei and Dongchang.

In the book, the heroes scolded the "court eagle dog" and claimed to be concerned about the country and the people.

But actually?

Xiang Zhuang's sword dance is only for Pei Gong!

Fortunately, this state of affairs was extinguished by the rise of the Internet later.

Compared with martial arts novels, young people obviously prefer their own narrative style.

The rise of online literature.

Especially the rise of history, before sweeping away, the imperial court eagle dog must be the setting of the villain.

On the contrary, in reverse, all the so-called "heroes" in the local area were trampled into the soil.

The Donglin Party, which used to be a decent one, was trampled ten thousand feet on the grave by the writers of online articles, and spit millions of saliva by the way!

And now...

If the country can control the Yin Division, it will even go one step further, control the gods, and kill and seize the gods.

So……

Perhaps, the pursuit of the Republicans, the era when everyone is like a dragon, is not just a dream!

And the great harmony in the world pursued by the Datong faction also has a realistic foundation that can be realized!

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Hui bowed to the gentleman: "Sir, I will report this matter to the governor immediately, and discuss it with the emperor and cabinet ministers..."

Zhang Hui knew that, in fact, Mr. Ruo or Xiaozhuang had selfish intentions.

It is completely possible to hide it from him and the Federal Empire.

Build this Yin Division into their private plot.

Even conversely, with the power of the Yin Division, coercion and temptation, riding on the head of the Yang Shi, taking whatever they want.

But they don't!

This is the festival of high wind and bright!

More self-sacrifice!

"Hmm!" said the gentleman, "There is one more thing..."

"This time, the attack of the Sense of Victory School...caused a large number of suppressed evil spirits, who took the opportunity to escape..."

"Most of them, although they were captured by those who hate the school..."

"But there are also a few who fled into the imperial capital..."

"Heiyiwei should pay attention!"

"Those are all hungry and crazy ghosts! There is no sense at all!"

"If you find it, kill it!"

Zhang Hui nodded: "Understood!"

He has done this kind of thing many times.

He thought for a while, cupped his hands to Zhuang Qiu beside him, and asked, "Mayor Zhuang..."

"There is something I want to ask you..."

"It is said that the Yin Division has a book of life and death, which records the life and death of mortals..."

Zhuang Qiu laughed when he heard it, like a flower blooming in the middle of the night.

"General..."

"There has never been a book of life and death..."

"At least, I didn't know there was such a thing..."

"There is no such thing in the authority given to me by the Fujun!"

"In fact... all beings in the world are free... how can there be anything that can stipulate when a certain person will be born and when will he die?"

"This kind of thing is like a manufacturer's manual..."

"Who can make such a regulation except the producer?"

"So, if there is such a thing as the book of life and death..."

"Then, that world should be man-made!"

"Everything in the world is shaped by power for a certain reason..."

"In this way, talents are just like programs, and they have a fixed number of birth, old age, sickness and death!"

Zhuang Qiu thought for a while and explained: "Let me tell you the truth, General... Not only can we not predict life and death... Even after death, people turn into ghosts, and we cannot grasp it at any time!"

"So, the cooperation of the Black Guards and the Federal Empire is still needed!"

"So that we can take someone's soul back to this place after discovering that it didn't dissipate naturally, but turned into a ghost... so that he won't cause harm to the world!"

Zhang Hui listened and nodded.

This is normal, this is the real world.

If there is such a thing as the book of life and death...

Then, Zhang Hui knew that he would destroy it at any cost!

because……

The people of the Federal Empire don't need a thing that controls their own destiny!

Even if this thing is a divine weapon, or even a Taoist weapon transformed by rules.

Shatter it too, destroy it too!

I control my own life!

Which is determined by the gods?

……………………

Driving the car, out of the corner of the driver's eyes, he caught a glimpse not far away, as if there was a person running wildly on the road late at night.

There seemed to be something chasing after him.

The driver couldn't help but look back.

Then he saw an evil ghost bleeding from all seven orifices, and his eyeballs were on his nose, and he quickly chased after that person.

The master driver looked at him, was shocked, and couldn't help but slammed on the brakes.

Simultaneously honked the horn.

beep!

Hearing the sound, the evil ghost immediately turned his head and looked at the car that came to this street late at night.

Its tongue sticks out, the old elder grows.

"The stranger...the stranger..."

It floats over.

The driver master was terrified.

"My life is over!"

but……

"Ah!" The evil ghost approached the vehicle at the moment.

A golden light flashed across the car.

It seems like a sharp sword is flying across the sky.

It's like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring.

The evil ghost, like ice and snow meeting the sun, turned into a puff of green smoke, and was evaporated in an instant.

Only a pile of blue ash was left on the ground.

The driver master patted his chest: "I almost forgot..."

"The gods drove the light for my car!"

"It's really a fairy trick!"

He opened the car door and looked at the ashes on the ground.

But it's just a thin layer.

It looks like paper dust, but it feels unreal.

At this time, several men in black jumped from the top of the building.

They looked at the driver, and then at the pool of embers on the ground.

After being puzzled for a while, someone came over and took out his ID: "Hello, we are the operatives of the Federal Empire dealing with special affairs..."

………………………

Lingpingan took a shower, walked slowly to the chair, leaned on the chair, and looked at the scenery outside the window.

It's almost four o'clock now.

It was very quiet in Luming Villa, not a single person was there.

He casually picked up a book that looked a bit quaint.

He just glanced at it, and then he laughed: "It's sunny when it rains?"

"This royal family is pretty good..."

"It is estimated that tens of thousands of copies have been printed, and everyone has a copy..."

He opened it and looked, and found that the pages of the book were a little yellow, as if they had been carefully wrapped with a film of some kind of material.

The characters inside are graceful and elegant, round and charming, and they may run or regular script, or flow and stop, or stop and flow.

It's a joy to watch!

"It's okay to make old technology!" He praised.

As for the authenticity here?

He won't believe it!

It's a national treasure when it rains and when it's sunny!

How could it be possible for him to appear here.

It's just a photocopy used by the royal family to decorate the facade, right?

but……

Even if it is a fake, it is extremely rare.

After all, the works of Shu Sheng are extremely rare.

Holding it in his hands, Lingpingan slowly leaned against the chair and fell asleep.