This Taoist Master is too Frivolous-Chapter 433 - 302: The Emperor’s Decree!
Chapter 433: Chapter 302: The Emperor’s Decree!
“…”
Xu Yang widened his eyes, looking at the big black face with a beard, hardly believing his own ears.
Pfft.
A soft laugh sounded.
Xu Yang turned his head, only to see Liu Shishi pursing her lips and saying, “My lord, I didn’t laugh… Goose, goose, goose, goose, goose…”
Damn it!
Already a goose, and you say you didn’t laugh?
Xu Yang was furious, swinging his big hammer and smashing it down!
Boom!
The air roared, and thunder and lightning cracked above the hammerhead.
With just one strike, the big black face with a beard was gone.
“Ding!”
“Congratulations, host. Your merits in guiding lost souls have earned you a reward: Merit Points +500.”
“Ding!”
“The ghost was frightened, merit points +30.”
“Ding!”
“The ghost was frightened, merit points +20, ferry driving skills +1.”
“Ding…”
A series of system prompts finally made Xu Yang feel a little better.
He scanned the faces expressionlessly, finding that the ghosts he had stopped were all looking at him in fear, including those who had been in a daze before, awakened by this hammer blow.
Most of these ghosts were in a state where they didn’t know they were “dead.”
That’s why they seemed to be in a daze.
Seeing them awaken, Xu Yang couldn’t help but be happy. He opened his arms and said, “Brothers and sisters, welcome to the Underworld Palace.”
All the ghosts were shocked, and one middle-aged female ghost screamed, “What’s going on? What’s going on? What’s the farming? I want to go home!”
“Go home?”
Xu Yang gave a wicked smile, tossing his big iron hammer from one hand to the other, and said coldly, “Auntie, this is the Underworld Palace, you’re already dead… want to go back? Maybe next life!”
“Ding!”
“The ghost was frightened, merit points +10.”
The middle-aged woman couldn’t accept it and shouted, “Impossible, I’m not dead! I was having tea with my old friends! How could I be dead?”
Xu Yang pointed to her head.
The middle-aged woman touched her head, finding her hand covered in blood.
“Ding!”
“The ghost was frightened, merit points +10.”
“Ding!”
“…”
Xu Yang stepped forward, reaching out with two fingers, plucking out her eyeballs and placing them on top of her head, saying, “Auntie, look, there’s a big hole in your head… think carefully, what happened when you were having tea?”
He stuffed the eyeballs back in.
The middle-aged woman’s eyes glazed over, recalling the events, and she slapped her thigh, falling to the ground and wailing, “Damn it… someone dropped something from the sky, and it hit me.”
Having dealt with the middle-aged woman, Xu Yang turned to the next ghost, showing a warm smile, “Big brother, do you know how you died?”
The ghost shivered in fear, “I… I… I… don’t… don’t… don’t…”
“Ding!”
“The ghost was frightened, merit points +30, singing +1.”
“Ding…”
Xu Yang patted the ghost on the shoulder, saying, “Brother, don’t be afraid, take your time.”
However, the ghost was stuck on the word “don’t,” unable to continue.
Xu Yang looked puzzled, “Do you have a stutter?”
The ghost nodded frantically, singing, “Can I sing instead?”
Xu Yang was taken aback and exclaimed, “You just used… the melody from Phoenix Legend’s Free Flight? Wait… you have a stutter? Why is your singing so smooth?”
The ghost sang, “I don’t know, I’ve had a stutter since I was young, but my singing is really smooth.”
“Kid, can you sing in a different tune?”
Just moments ago, the weeping auntie had no idea when she would stand up, and she said, “When you sing this tune, I can’t help but want to dance.”
The ghost quickly changed the tune and rapped, “How about rap? Or shouting lyrics style.”
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Xu Yang opened his mouth wide, and after a while, he said, “You’re really something, get out of here…”
He intimidated and scared every ghost in the square, then happily let them go before picking up his hammer and waiting again.
Another hour later.
Xu Yang said, “Since you all know the truth about your deaths, you can continue on your way… Oh yes, I should remind you that a hundred miles ahead is Fengdu City. Once you enter Fengdu City, you will be locked up in jail and strictly guarded by underworld soldiers.”
“Then, you will be judged.”
“Guilty ones will be sent to the eighteen layers of hell for punishment, and innocent ones will pass through Huangquan Road, cross the Bridge of Sorrow, drink Mengpo Soup after crossing the Forgotten River, and then reincarnate.”
“Ding!”
“Evil ghost was frightened; merit points +30.”
An ferocious-looking ghost suddenly screamed, “What? There is really a Fengdu City in the Underworld? I… I faked a woman’s death while I was alive, then fled in a car… But I wasn’t caught by the police, will I go to the eighteen layers of hell?”
“No, I can’t go to Fengdu City!”
As the ghost tried to run away, Xu Yang threw him back with his hammer.
“Damn!”
“You want to run?”
“No way!”
Xu Yang called out to Liu Shishi, “Madam, let’s go.”
Blocking and scaring ghosts was indeed a way to gain merit.
However, the merits gained were limited. Xu Yang tried it twice in succession, earning just over five thousand points, not enough to enhance his divine power even once.
“It’s all my fault.”
“This is the Underworld Palace; everything is scarce here, but not ghosts… Where is it impossible to scare ghosts?”
Following the crowd of ghosts, Xu Yang and Liu Shishi soon reached the outskirts of Fengdu City.
The underworld soldiers at the gate of Fengdu City would question and register incoming ghosts.
When it was Xu Yang’s turn, one of the underworld soldiers suddenly changed his expression in surprise and exclaimed, “A living person!”
Clang!
He raised his gun and aimed it at Xu Yang, shouting, “Who dares to break into the Underworld?”
His shouting alerted the surrounding soldiers, all of whom started pointing their guns at Xu Yang.
Looking at the dark gun barrels, Xu Yang wasn’t afraid; on the contrary, he couldn’t help but want to laugh.
He sighed, “I never thought that the guns I personally made would be pointed at my own head one day.”
As he said this, his palm flipped, and he held up a token. He shook it before the underworld soldiers and said, “I am a close friend of Lord Cui, the judge. I came to Fengdu City to see him… Huh?”
However, Xu Yang quickly realized…
He had grabbed the wrong token!
The token in his hand wasn’t the one given by Lord Cui.
Instead, it was the one given by the owner of the Fengdu Ghost Market.
As he was about to change the token, he saw the soldier staring wide-eyed at the token in his hand, looking incredulous.
Then…
All the underworld soldiers had the same expression.
“What’s going on…”
Xu Yang wanted to ask, but before he could finish his sentence, he saw an old underworld soldier, with a “seeing a ghost” look on his face, kneeling down and shouting, “The Emperor’s Order, it’s the legendary Emperor’s Order!”
Thump!
He knelt directly on the ground, and seeing the other soldiers still standing there, he urged, “What are you waiting for? Why don’t you kneel before the Emperor’s decree?”
Xu Yang: “…”
Emperor’s Order?
What Emperor’s Order?
………
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