"These are the 'ghosts' we found recently. They were all just dead. Before that, they were trapped in the Falun by me and were in a coma."

Sure enough, without Wang Xu's inquiry, Zheng Xuan took the initiative to explain:

"These three people, the earliest one is the old man, who died three months ago. At that time, I suddenly felt something in my heart. I followed this feeling and found him standing in front of his dead body, surrounded by kneeling younger brothers of my family. "

"The two people behind, one is two months ago, the other is this month. It seems that their emergence is related to the long river of humanity. Recently, I can feel that a force in the long river of humanity seems to be recovering, and.... "

At this point, Zheng Xuan looked very serious.

He stretched out his right hand and slowly spread out his palm. There were countless golden light spots gathering in the palm, which formed a square seal in an instant!

Above, there are two big golden characters. The strokes of the characters are complex, just like ghost symbols. But at a glance, people can know the meaning.

Amnesty!

"Your strength is recovering, too? The function of this seal is not to grant amnesty to your subordinates, is it

Wang Xu slightly picked eyebrows.

Zheng Xuan nodded and said very seriously:

"Yes, this seal should be used for pardoning the officials, ghosts and gods under my command. But it's not the power of my own recovery, but the power of humanity that suddenly fell on me after I found the old man three months ago.

As for the function of seal, it naturally appears in my mind, as if I was born with it, and I know how to use it. "

"Oh?"

Wang Xu's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Then he swept to the three ghosts who were still chatting enthusiastically over there, and suddenly laughed: "it seems that you have not used this seal because you are afraid. Are you waiting for me?"

"Yes, I'm afraid of accidents." Zheng Xuan nodded.

"Now I'm here, pardon me." Wang Xu said with a smile.

"Good."

There was not much nonsense. Zheng Xuan strode forward with a seal in his hand. However, in one step, his original casual clothes became a set of dignified and complicated city god official clothes in a flash of golden light.

The three ghosts immediately discovered Zheng Xuan's appearance.

As soon as they saw Zheng Xuan, the three "ghosts" were shocked and moved.

"You, you, you..." the young woman pointed to Zheng Xuan, tongue tied, completely speechless.

The middle-aged man is also pale, scared to speak.

The three of them were still discussing whether they were dead or not, and came to the legendary hell. The middle-aged man even had a dream about whether he was born again.

All of a sudden, Zheng Xuan appeared in front of them, holding the golden seal in his hand and wearing the majestic clothes of the City God. Can he not be afraid?

This is the legendary "ghost bad" ah!

The old man was more calm. Although he was also full of horror, he recovered quickly. He first saluted respectfully and then asked in a low voice:

"Where is this, sir?"

"Jinling Chenghuang mansion." Zheng Xuan light way.

Smell speech, three people's eyes suddenly peep out one silk to be at a loss.

Jinling City God mansion?

Isn't it the legendary hell?

"Isn't this hell?" The young woman asked subconsciously.

"There is no hell, only the Yin Si. The Yin Si is one of the subordinate yamen of our city god mansion." Zheng Xuan light said.

"Hiss..."

Hearing what he said, they took a breath.

Isn't this horse riding in hell?

What's the difference?

"Dare to ask... Shangguan, who are you from the Yin Department? Is it to bring us reincarnation of the soul, or... "The old man's address has changed, he wants to say and stop, carefully asked.

"I'm the city god of Jinling. My surname is Zheng and my name is Xuan. I'm in charge of governing all the ghosts and gods in Jinling. I'm in charge of the affairs after people's death."

Zheng Xuan took a look at the old man and was very satisfied with the old man's reaction.

"Hiss..."

It's another puff of air.

The old people are full of horror.

But Zheng Xuan didn't mean to talk to them more. He said lightly:

"You are lucky that humanity has begun to recover. Now there is a lack of corresponding officials in our city god's palace. There are no such things as the great gods, civil and military judges, wandering gods day and night, enchanting envoys, Yincha and so on."

"Hiss!"

Smell speech, aspirate sound to rise again.

But this time, it was not fear, but excitement.

None of them is a fool.

When Zheng Xuan said this, they couldn't figure out their intention. That would be a fool.

Sure enough.

Under the excited eyes of the three, Zheng Xuan said lightly: "now that there is a vacancy in the Department of Yin, when you are employing people, you three are full of humanity, and should be appointed as my subordinate officials."

"Zhao Qiancheng, step forward."

Zhao Qiancheng is the name of the old man. When he heard this, his whole body shivered violently, and then quickly moved forward.

Because he was too excited, he even took one more step, and then he quickly took another step back.

Wang Xu can't help smiling at this scene.

For a mortal like an old man.

After his death, he was born by humanitarianism and chance. It's really a great chance to live a second life, and his excitement is normal.

"Why do you want to be an official?"

The old man asked carefully.

The voice was full of uneasiness, excitement, and wild hope.

Old people like him know more about the affairs of the underworld in folklore than the younger generation.

Under the City God, naturally, the chief god of each department was the highest, followed by the civil and military judges, who wandered around the God day and night, seduced the soul, and made the difference between yin and Yang gradually decrease.

"Human chance has its own inside story. It depends on your fortune."

Zheng Xuan light way.

He really didn't know what kind of shrine or official position the old man would be granted. After all, the amnesty seal in his hand was automatically gathered by the power of the long river of humanity, and it carried very little information.

"Amnesty!"

Zheng Xuan raised his hand and slowly spat out two words.

Boom!

In an instant, heaven and earth were shocked, like a bolt from the blue.

In the strange space where the long river of humanity is located, the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking, and the water of the distant river is surging wildly and surging, slapping on both sides of the Strait.

In the rear, where Jinling City God's palace is located, they are constantly shaking, as if the whole river of humanity is changing.

"Heaven and earth are in turmoil, and the way of heaven is changing with it."

Wang Xu raised his head fiercely and looked at the end of the long river of humanity. His thoughts flashed straight into the vast river of Hanoi.

In a flash.

Countless messages, like the pouring river water, came to his mind.

It's about humanity, about the ancient immortals, about the countless information that happened in the ancient times when humanity and the way of heaven fought against each other

I don't know how long it's been.

Maybe just for a moment.

Maybe countless years.

A clear understanding rose from the bottom of Wang Xu's heart.

"Has the power of humanity quietly occupied the origin of the world in the long time when the world is broken and the origin of the world sleeps?

Humanity and the way of heaven are intertwined, integrated and absorbed. The way of heaven in this world has changed.

Is humanity the way of heaven? It seems that the delusions of the ancient immortals were successful... "