The Heaven’s Jailer

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"Why did this guy die?" Liu Lang was a little surprised after seeing the ghost's móyàng.

The Tao Cong in front of him was the same Tao Cong of Wuliangzong. A week ago, Liu Lang turned into Qiu Xiaochen, and he had even competed with Tao Cong in acting, and even got a book of yin and yang dual cultivation from Tao Cong.

Tao Cong, as a cultivator in the middle stage of Condensation Realm, will definitely not die of illness, and the possibility of suicide is not high. As for death caused by accidents such as car accidents, it is even more difficult to happen. The biggest possibility is that he was raped by someone.

Liu Lang quickly lowered his head, and continued typing the word Tao Cong on the tablet. Soon, Tao Cong's basic information came out.

"Sure enough, it was gàndiào." Glancing at the register, Liu Lang nodded secretly. The record in the register is relatively simple. Tao Cong, seventy-eight years old, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, was killed by the enemy.

Because the register is only for identity verification, not all the information in the book of life and death has been extracted. The content is very brief. If he was killed by the enemy, who is the enemy?

Liu Lang couldn't help becoming curious.

He glanced at the bull-headed horse face not far away. The bull-headed horse face was talking nonsense, and he didn't pay attention to this side. Liu Lang coughed dryly, "Introduce yourself."

In order to avoid affecting the fairness of the trial, the ghost guards at the gate of the ghost gate cannot have too much contact with the ghosts except to check the identity of the ghosts.

Therefore, no matter what questions you have, you should ask now. Once Tao Cong's ghost enters the temporary detention area, there will be too many people there, and it will be more difficult to contact him.

Hearing that Liu Lang asked Tao Cong to introduce himself, the black and white Wuchang clone responsible for escorting Tao Cong was taken aback.

In the usual identity check, you just ask for the name, compare it with the registration book, and you're done. How did you change it today? There is also a self-introduction section.

Soon, however, they understood.

Now that the ghost gate has built a bridge, there is no traffic congestion in both directions, and there is no more congestion. Naturally, there will be more time to be rich, so the identity check is much stricter than before.

"If you ask the ghost messenger, answer honestly!" After trying to understand the reason, Bai Wuchang patted Tao Cong on the shoulder and ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes yes yes!" Tao Cong trembled in fright, almost touching Bai Wuchang's long tongue sticking out of his mouth, he slowly raised his head, looking at the ghost messenger who was asking the question,

I'm afraid to see such strange things like black and white impermanence again.

"Is the underworld and the yang world fully connected?" After seeing Liu Lang clearly, Tao Cong was immediately confused.

The ghost who asked the question was much more handsome than Black and White Wuchang, he looked like a living person, but in fact it was nothing, the key was that the ghost's clothes were too ordinary.

Suits and leather shoes, shirts and ties, and shiny leather shoes. Judging from the trademarks, they seem to be all famous brands. In addition, the ghost messenger is holding a tablet computer of Yale Ale in his hand.

Although Tao Cong, as a member of the sect, didn't go too deep into the world, and he didn't use a mobile phone or computer, but he knew everything in the world.

"Speak!" Liu Lang said in a deep voice when Tao Cong was in a daze.

"My name is Tao Cong. I am seventy-eight years old. Before I died, I was an inner disciple of Wuliangzong. I cultivated in the middle stage of Yuan Condensation Realm..." Tao Cong quickly looked away, and introduced himself tremblingly.

Although Liu Lang and Tao Cong met each other before, at that time, Liu Lang used the disguise talisman to transform into the móyàng of Wuliangzong disciple Qiu Xiaochen, so Tao Cong had never seen Liu Lang's true face, let alone imagined it. The ghost in front of him is not only a living person, but also his previous acquaintance.

It took about a minute for Tao Cong to talk about zìjǐ's basic information. Although it was much more detailed than that in the register, it was nothing useful.

Liu Lang thought for a while and said, "Our 18th floor of hell emphasizes lenient confession, strict resistance, and talk about what bad things Zìjǐ did when he was alive."

"Bad thing?" Tao Cong's face suddenly turned ugly, "Do you want to say it?"

"If you don't want to go to the frying pan, just say so." Liu Lang said seriously.

"That's good." Tao Cong shook his head, "I remember that was seventy-seven years ago..."

"Wait a minute!" Liu Lang interrupted Tao Cong, "You are seventy-eight years old. Seventy-seven years ago, you were only one year old. What bad things can you do? Even if you do it, can you remember it?"

"I also heard from my mother later." Tao Cong explained with a straight face: "At the beginning, a child grabbed milk from me, and I smashed his head with the bottle."

"..."

Liu Lang was speechless for a while, "Pick up the key points and don't say such trivial things." If you tell all these bad things, you won't be able to finish it tomorrow, Liu Lang's time is limited.

"Okay, then I'll say the worst." Although Tao Cong had a cultivation level of the Yuan Condensation Realm, the power of the Yuan Condensation Realm was basically concentrated on the body. Now only the soul is left, and he has no power to fight back in the face of ghost messengers, so he has to do whatever others say.

"The worst thing I did was to kill my brother who had the best relationship with me for the inheritance..." Tao Cong recounted the process of zìjǐ killing Guan Yao.

"Go on." Liu Lang nodded.

"In addition, I poisoned someone. Although the man was rescued in the end, it may be very difficult for him to return to normal." Tao Cong continued.

"What kind of poison was injected, is there a way to detoxify it?" Liu Lang immediately focused, because Tao Cong said that the poisoned person was 100% the old master of Fuyun Sect.

"No, the poison was given to me by our suzerain. I don't know what kind of poison it is," Tao Cong said.

Hearing Tao Cong's answer, Liu Lang couldn't help being a little disappointed. He thought he could find out the method of detoxification, but he didn't expect that Tao Cong, the instigator, didn't know what kind of poison it was.

"My message here is that you were killed by the enemy. Who was the enemy who killed you?" Liu Lang asked.

"I don't know either." Tao Cong looked depressed, "I didn't even see who that person was, so I was killed."

At this moment, the bull head and horse face stood up and walked towards this side. Liu Lang quickly stopped asking, "Okay, there is no problem with your identity."

As soon as he spoke his mind, he took Tao Cong's ghost into the ghost talisman, and the black and white impermanence avatar saw it, and turned and retreated.

"Why did you ask for so long?" the bull-headed horse asked curiously.

"It's nothing, the fǎnzhèng is idle too, ask more, be on the safe side." Liu Lang explained with a random reason.

The land is a place of reincarnation, and there are strict procedures. In principle, it was illegal for him to inquire about the information from Tao Cong just now, because a person who dies and comes to the land can no longer have any contact with Yang Jian. If people from the world come here to inquire about news casually, and then use the information they get to do things after they go back, then the mortal world will be messed up.

"It's almost time, I guess there are only these ghosts today. I don't have anything to do in the afternoon, so I can take a good rest." Niutou nodded, looking at the exit of the ghost gate.

"If there's nothing else to do in the afternoon, I'll take half a day off to do some private business." Liu Lang took out the golden hairpin that Niu Bajie gave him from the Dragon Ball and said.

(To be continued.)