Seeing this, Liuro was a little concerned - Goro's performance was a bit more meaningful.

"Finished." Goro suddenly said, he raised his hand and took down several booklets and files, and piled them on the table, "Come and help."

"What do I need to do?"

"You have filled in these transfer letters, and you must write the purpose part in detail, so don't worry about the rest."

Liulang held the pen in response. He saw Wulang taking out the key again and opening another cabinet door by the wall. He brought many seals of all sizes, stamped on different blank papers, and placed them in different categories.

The two of them worked together in the room for a long time before they sorted out a stack of procedures for calling monsters.

Along the way, Goro couldn't help complaining that this time, these written applications were all simple because of the sacred edict. If it were placed in the past, the procedures for calling monsters would have to be transferred for one day just in the Flat Demon Office, and then they would have to continue to be submitted, and they would be approved at least three days.

"Why is it so troublesome?" Liulang asked casually.

"It's because the people have not seen vicious monsters for too long. Even if they know that they have been tamed by the Ping Demon Bureau, they are still afraid." Feng Yishu whispered, "In addition to the last Jiaguheng, Luoyang and Chang'an area, there has been no case of monster attacking people in decades."

Liulang's heart skipped a beat, "Brother Fifth...has he seen Jiaguheng too?"

"I've seen each other once." Feng Yishu replied, "I knew some time ago that Sister and Wei Xingzhen might be in danger. I ran into it when I went up the mountain to report the news."

Liulang looked elsewhere and became alert. He didn't know how many traces Jiaguheng had left in Luoyang - Ji Ran could see his relationship with Mr. Xia with a look of ears, and I don't know if Feng Yishu had a similar one.

Goro's steps gradually slowed down and then stopped in front of a courtyard.

"Here, wait here."

The two stood in front of the stone bench at the entrance of the courtyard for a while. The old man who took Goro and Ayu and the others into the underground palace last time staggered out.

The old man took them into the long and deep tunnel. Liulang was full of energy along the way, and he remembered every intersection and every turning point he passed by.

Goro walked in front and heard his footsteps echoing in the corridor.

Stepping on the layers of steps, Liulang couldn't help but sigh, "I heard that the underground palace of the Ping Demon Bureau was huge and magnificent in the morning... I didn't expect that the tunnel just had the entrance was so long."

"We are not going to the underground palace now," Feng Yishu replied without looking back. "This road goes straight down to the place where the demon feeds - it would be too troublesome if you want to go around from the underground palace layer by layer."

“How long will it take?”

"It's still a long time, but the road below is enough to go down these steps."

Liulang didn't say anything anymore. He walked silently in the dim stone path, as if he could faintly hear the sound of chains dragging from the distant darkness, and there seemed to be animals gasping for breath.

A little damp stench came from the air. After walking through a certain level of steps, the demonic energy suddenly became stronger.

"Are you okay?" Goro turned around, "You may be a little uncomfortable when you come back..."

Liulang covered his mouth and nose, "...It's okay."

A towering underground cell slowly appeared in front of him. Although there was only a path left for people that could only be passed by one person, looking inward from the stone doors with talismans on both sides, you could see the huge space behind the door...

Some monsters opened their eyes suddenly when they noticed someone approaching.

Liulang had calculated the prison door here, and there were at least fifty or sixty, and he was not sure how many prison cells there were like this.

"How many monsters are there in the Ping Demon Office now?"

"There should be about three hundred."

"……so much?"

"This is already a small amount. I heard that when my aunt was young, almost everyone in the Ping Demon Office had to claim one. At that time, there were at least two thousand heads?" Feng Yishu said softly, "But raising these monsters is quite expensive. Not only do you have to feed a lot of food, but you also have to take it out to nomad regularly...

"Anyway, in order to streamline expenses, after setting a constraint on the monsters that cannot be hurt, most of the monsters were released directly. I heard that the original meaning was to leave fifty as assistance for daily case handling, but the Master Bai Tian of Tianji Palace felt that it was too few, so he forced the number to three hundred... It's here."

Feng Yishu stopped in front of a big door.

The old man who led the way stepped forward and inserted a key into the keyhole. However, the door did not move at all. The only thing that was opened was a copper cover on the door. There was only a wedge-shaped hole behind the cover that could allow one hand to pass through. Feng Yishu quickly reached into his right hand.

The entire door was immediately divided into three parts, gathering together to the left and right and above.

Feng Yishu stood at the door and shouted, "Don't do it! Persevere!"

Four golden eyes lit up in the darkness, and the two lions made a big cat mutter.

"Come on," Goro turned around and said to Liuro, "Let me introduce you to you. These two are monsters caught by my aunt when she was young. Now they belong to me - I will share you with one?"

Liulang smiled, and he looked at the golden monster eyes in front of him and shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness, I still can't do it," Liulang took a step back, "I still... can't like the monster."

...

Under the ground of Liufu Mountain, Xiaoqi and Ji Ran fell asleep against the stone wall engraved with words.

The closer they were to the light edge, the colder they were, but the closer they were to Feng Zhiyan’s cemetery, the warmer the surface was - the stones here were warmer to the touch, and they took off their shoes and socks that had been wet by mountain springs before and put them on the nearby ground to bake.

Both of them were too tired.

The light outside cannot be seen in the cave, and no one knows how much time has passed, and everything is quiet.

Ji Ran was a little uneasy in his sleep. At a moment of a nightmare, he suddenly woke up, but when he opened his eyes, a familiar feeling filled his hands and feet - the spiritual power in his body seemed to have come back.

He was about to get up when he suddenly found Xiaoqi leaning against his right shoulder, as if he was still asleep.

Ji Ran slowly relaxed his back and leaned back against the rock wall.

He raised his left hand and tried to use his skills, and everything really returned to normal.

Once the spiritual power comes back, many things suddenly become easier to deal with, such as wounds on the arms, chest and calf. He doesn't have to worry about the injuries in these places becoming more serious. Last time he was beaten by Jia Guheng and almost couldn't take care of himself, and he recovered in less than half a month. This time, these injuries will probably be cured in one or two days.

Ji Ran slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He originally thought that the exhaustion of spiritual power was already his turn, but now it seems that it is still a false alarm for the time being.

Xiao Qi's breathing was very light nearby.

Ji Ran tentatively leaned his cheek against Xiaoqi's hair.

He looked at the tomb-suppressing beasts and light edges not far away, and a whole cave covered with golden light, and felt that everything in front of him was like a dream.
Chapter completed!