Although Li Ergou is not an Onmyoji, he also knows that the judge belongs to the City God and is a high-ranking official in the underworld, and is divided into civil and military judges.

Their duties are to sentence people to reincarnation and death, punish bad people, and reward good people.

What puzzled Li Ergou was, how did Grandpa second become the judge of the underworld?

"Fat Master, should we follow us and have a look?" Li Ergou asked.

It was so bizarre that I saw the scene just now. Until now, Li Ergou still couldn't recover.

"Brother Ergou, I think I'd better forget it!"

The fat man shook his head, then stood up and said, "Since he is the judge of the underworld, it doesn't make much sense for us to keep up, let alone he is a member of the City God."

This surprised Li Ergou. According to the fat man's personality, he would be indifferent to this matter.

Or is there something else about the second grandfather, but the fat man doesn’t want to say more?

"Fat Master, do you think Grandpa II is a living or a dead person?" Li Ergou continued to ask.

The fat man looked at Li Ergou meaningfully, then shook his head and said, "I don't know much, but I guess he should be a person from the world and a part-time job in the underworld."

"What?"

Li Ergou was stunned. This was the first time he had heard of this statement.

Can living people still work part-time jobs in the underworld?

Could it be that the talent shortage in the underworld has reached this point? Or is there something special about Grandpa Er? That is why people from the underworld come to the door?

But, this shouldn't be!

The second grandfather lived in Wolong Village all his life. Apart from being a little introverted, there was nothing special about it for so many years.

Immediately afterwards, Li Ergou thought of another possibility.

If it is really like the fat man said that the second grandfather is the judge of the underworld who is living, then what about the City God?

As the judge's immediate superior, would the same be true?

The judge was appointed directly by the City God. Since the second grandfather had no idea where to start, the problem should be with the City God.

Li Ergou clearly remembered that at that time he and Fatty went to the City God Temple and asked the City God about Fengyuan Building. However, the City God did not show up, but used the demonic wind to use the intimate text to convey information to the Fatty.

Now that I think about it, this City God is probably a living person, so I don’t want to show up.

"Pang Master, do you think the City God is also a living person?" Li Ergou expressed his question.

The fat man hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I am thinking about this problem too. If this is the case, many things will make sense."

He said, walking towards the water, wanting to see where the Huangquan Road disappeared.

Seeing this, Li Ergou had to keep up.

But as soon as he took a few steps, he found a peach tree not far away suddenly poking out a head wearing a grimace mask and staring at them steadily.

"Fat Master, look! The ghost-faced man is here again!" Li Ergou exclaimed and quickly pulled the fat man who was walking in front.

"Where?"

The fat man quickly turned around and looked towards Li Ergou's finger, but strangely, the ghost-faced man disappeared.

"I said, Ergou brother, are you a little over-neglected?" The fat man patted Li Ergou's shoulder and said.

"Impossible! I was hiding behind the peach tree just now, but why did I disappear in the blink of an eye?" Li Ergou explained quickly.

After he finished speaking, he ran to the back of the peach tree and took a look. After finding that there was indeed no one, he said unwillingly: "Maybe I was really confused!"

"Okay! Brother Ergou, don't be too nervous. Things like ghosts and gods are not as terrible as you think. Besides, even if there is really something, I'll be in front of you, and I'll be in front of you!"

The fat man came over and comforted Li Ergou for a few words.

"Okay, Fatty, I did not read you wrong."

Li Ergou pounded the fat man's shoulder lightly, and then said, "Fatty, where are we going next? Are we going directly to go home?"

The fat man had already investigated it just now. Since the paper men and horses left, the water surface has returned to its previous calm, and there is no sign of anything.

Originally, Li Ergou was thinking about telling the fat man about what happened in the ancestral hall after the fat man left, and then sneak into the ancestral hall to investigate while the moon was dark and the wind was high.

But when he thought that the Ghost Pile Monument was a secret that my grandfather had to keep desperately, he still endured it.

"Brother Ergou, I think the madman's affairs are just like this. It doesn't make much sense to investigate any further. Why don't we go to Guan Erye's Wusheng Temple to solve the problem of drought?" the fat man suggested.

Li Ergou thought about it, then nodded and agreed.

The problem of small drought is indeed undelayed. If it is delayed for a few more days, even the reservoir in front of the madman's grave will dry up.

By then, the drought will spread to the entire Yangcheng, and all crops will die, and Yangcheng will be in chaos.

Another point is that it has been two days since he returned home, and I wonder how the situation is happening with Sister Baoer?

You know, there is a suspected regional channel for the underground maze of Fengyuan Building. Although Da Piaoliang and Uncle Hu Zi have already arrived at the altar, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not come out to make trouble again.

If someone who has concerns in his heart will involuntarily think of her no matter what he does or whenever he or she does.

Li Ergou is in this state now. He also wants to deal with the dry bait as soon as possible and then go back to Yangcheng.

After the two made a decision, they walked towards the Wusheng Temple two kilometers away.

After they left, the ghost-faced man walked out from behind the madman's grave. He stood quietly in the cold wind, looking at the direction of Li Ergou and the others leaving, wondering what he was thinking.

However, it is strange that the little drought has never come out to make trouble since it disappeared.

If it weren't for the sudden outbreak of a large-scale drought in the entire Yangcheng in the past two days, Li Ergou would have doubted whether the small drought had been taken away by someone.

After all, Uncle San said at that time that an expert was already in charge of Fengyuan Building. At that time, Li Ergou still suspected that the master mentioned by Uncle San would be a fat man.

However, after observing these days, Li Ergou discovered that this possibility is very slim.

The fat man is actually the same as him. Even though he has secrets in his heart, he doesn’t know much more about Fengyuan Building than him.

In other words, the master mentioned by Uncle San has another person.

"Fatty, can Master Guan Er really solve the problem of that little drought?" Li Ergou suddenly asked when he arrived at the Wusheng Temple.

On this evening, when Li Ergou suddenly came to the temple, even though he had seen the ghost several times before, he still felt a sense of fuzz.

"What, Ergou brother, don't you believe what Fatty Master said?" Fatty stopped and asked.

"Fat Master, you know I don't mean that. I just think it's gloomy and scary." Li Ergou explained quickly.

Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, the fat man laughed: "Brother Ergou, I'm joking with you, why are you taking it seriously?"
Chapter completed!