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"Junior Brother, are you interested in temporarily serving as Judge Wen?"

After a little warmth with the beautiful woman, Lu Li started talking about business again, his tone was full of negotiation.

Not long ago, the younger brother envy the black mane horse for being a god. Listening to what he meant, he seemed to want to sit on the god's seat.

"It depends on what the teacher means." Wang Zijing showed an expression of emotion, but said helplessly: "The lifespan of a person will come to an end, even if he becomes a great scholar, he will only live a hundred years..."

If there is a way of longevity in front of you, who can resist and not be moved?

Even Han Yu, who wanted to cultivate on his own and accumulate merit by slaying demons and slaying demons, felt that going to work in the Yin Division was actually a good retreat.

The only concern is, will the people in the yangjian become the gods of the Yin Sizheng, will they make any taboos?

In Lu Li's view, there shouldn't be much of a problem.

After all, according to legends and myths, Wei Zheng, the prime minister of the world, once held a priestly position and beheaded the Jinghe Dragon King in a dream.

What's more, the Heaven and Earth Gangchang is collapsing right now, and there are not so many constraints. Otherwise, how can the ghost city God dare to run out of the city of death without permission and come to the world to pretend to be the Mingling King?

Of course, the younger brother is worried, and Lu Li can understand it. Anyway, he will visit Mr. Tiantai in two days. As a contemporary scholar, the other party can definitely give an answer.

When the worries are resolved, the post of civil judge will also be settled.

As for whether the younger junior brother can be qualified for this position, Lu Li is not worried. First of all, the fat and water will not flow to outsiders. Second, after all, he is a Confucian disciple. His sincerity, which is visible to the naked eye, is more than a hundred times stronger than that of demons and monsters.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Yu, who was standing beside him, said, "Xingjun, don't forget to leave a good job for you. If you don't have the chance to enter the heavenly court, you will come to Yinsi to take up the post."

In the daytime, Lu Li also told him that there is no need to call himself Xingjun, Young Master, or Xiaohou Ye, but the matter of conferring a **** is no trivial matter, so Han Yu cannot be solemn.

"It's a small matter." Lu Li readily agreed.

Yingtianfu City God is the first city **** in the world, and there are many organizations, and Lu Li doesn't have too many fetters in this world. Who is it to give? He was too embarrassed to give them positions with too low rank.

At the same time, a pair of bright eyes looked up at Lu Li, as if asking:

And me?

"Next to the main hall is the Palace of the Goddess of the City God."

Lu Li hinted a little, as an expression of his attitude—

If he is the city god, then Qingfeng is the goddess of the city god, if he is the emperor of Fengdu...

Sometimes, it's better to keep a low profile and not say anything about these things that have not been mentioned yet.

But one thing is certain, since Miss Qingfeng is committed to following her, naturally she cannot be allowed to suffer, or in other words, she must be allowed to live a life that others envy.

Just as he was thinking, the hall door was pushed open.

Miaozhu walked in. He was an old man in his seventies with a hunched body. He had persuaded Lu Li and the others before they came in.

I heard Ghost City God say that this person has limited ability, but his personality is very strong, and he made three chapters with him, and this is the absurd thing of asking his relatives and friends to come and send money to buy his life.

"Xiao Lao thanked everyone, and completely eradicated the demons entrenched in this place."

As he said that, an official seal made of mysterious jade material was presented to the table by him.

In this way, it saves Lu Li a little time, lest he go to this temple to ask for it again.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

People are in good spirits when they are happy. If they enter the throne of Fengdu Emperor, and withdraw from the throne of Mingling King, no matter what, Lu Li will make money.

Therefore, he would not dig Soso and let the old man who presented the Great Seal of the City God return empty-handed.

"Little old man out of ninety-three. He has served the previous Mingling King, so he knows his lifespan. Six more days is the limit. After death, he wants to be a god."

No need to ask Lu Li, or choose.

The old man had already made up his mind, and said with a bow:

"I want to be the head of the prison department, guarding those demons and ghosts who are causing harm to the world."

To be honest, this requirement is really not excessive.

The City God has twelve divisions under his command, of which the most powerful ones are: Yin and Yang Division, Express News Division, and Picket Division.

The Prison Division came last.

Because of this, Lu Li did not hesitate, and immediately replied, "Yes."

No matter how fierce the Specter, after entering the Great Prison of the City God, they are all slapped and rubbed, and they are not as good as toothless tigers, so there is no need to worry about the old man being unable to hold them down after the death of the gods.

While handing over the slightly small official seal, he asked the temple blessing:

"Excuse me, old man, why did the last City God disappear?"

"Why are all the gods and Buddhas hiding?"

Miaozhu said to himself that he had served the previous City God, so he must know something, and Lu Li lacked the most understanding of this information, and made plans for the next step accordingly.

"God's will is so." The old man sighed and said in a low voice: "Dao eliminates demons, and it is destined to have this catastrophe in the world. The former Mingling King said that even the Emperor of Heaven cannot reverse this matter."

"The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is four and nine, and people are one of them. What they can do is to leave a legacy before they disappear completely. If the world seizes that silver lining, they can use it to reorganize the order in the future."

After finishing speaking, the old man shook his head and said no more.

As a dying person, there is no need for him to deceive Lu Li, let alone hide anything. After his death, he will become the head of the prison department of the local City God Temple, carefully guarding the evil spirits who have been imprisoned, and making the world peaceful Adding strength is the greatest ambition.

Of course, this is not an ambition.

The world has fallen to this point, and it is difficult to find a person who is devoted to his duties.

Therefore, it is only a god, he deserves it.

"Six days later, the little old man will report to the Temple of the City God."

Hands over, Miaozhu turned and left the hall.

During this period, the horse-faced Rakshasa incarnation of the black-maned horse walked out of the prison.

"My lord, according to the confession of the ghost who pretended to be the city god, the scholar surnamed Shen who was hooked up was placed in the side hall, and all the girls from the Ministry of Education were killed by him."

The horse-faced Rakshasa was half-kneeling on the ground, reporting to Lu Li, acting in a prudent manner, advancing and retreating in a controlled manner, completely different from the character of the black-maned horse.

At the same time, Qingfeng couldn't help sobbing.

What is the meaning of soul flying and scattered, there is no need to say more, there is no chance to be reincarnated, and it completely disappears between heaven and earth.

Hearing the sound, Lu Li comforted a few words, and then asked:

"Do you know why it did that?"

"Practice evil."

The horse-faced Rakshasa remained in a half-kneeling posture, and replied in a deep voice, "It doesn't dare to act arrogantly, so by hooking the soul of a scholar, and then asking the wild Taoist priest to cooperate, let his relatives and friends use the Jiaofangsi woman to redeem it. "

"Those women lost their father and brother, even if their souls were scattered and their bodies were not seen, no one would care."

Hearing this, Lu Li waved his hand, indicating that the horse-faced Rakshasa doesn't need to say more, if it goes on like this, Qingfeng will have to cry and faint.

"It's over here, let's go, go to Jinling Prison to see my father-in-law."

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