"Father-in-law, your poison has not been completely removed yet. Let's take a break first to recover as soon as possible." Jiang Hao said.

The old fox nodded with a smile.

I was really lucky at the beginning. I found such a capable son-in-law and saved me several times.

"I guess you've been tired of traveling for days, so go and rest quickly." said the old fox.

Jiang Hao and the little fox left and soon returned to their yard. Cui'er immediately saluted when she saw Jiang Hao and called out "Son-in-law".

"Cui'er, prepare for bathing water and bathe your husband." Hu Xinyue said.

Cui'er hurried out.

Hu Xinyue looked at Jiang Hao, went over and put her head on the man's chest, and said softly, "Thank you, my husband, for saving my father's life."

"Haha, isn't this supposed to be true? Does Xinyue miss her husband?" Jiang Hao asked with the little fox's chin.

The little fox raised his head slightly and looked at his husband with big eyes, his eyes full of love.

A small separation is better than a newlywed, and one day I will reunite my lovesickness!

In the bath room, the sound of water was clattering. The little fox bit his lips hard to prevent himself from making too loud noises. He turned around from time to time to give the man a confused and charming look.

After taking a shower, the two came to the room wearing plain white underwear and sat cross-legged on the bed. They instantly entered a state of rest, blending their souls and enjoying the boundless wonder.

Jiang Hao rushed all the way and used up almost all his spiritual power. In the wonderland of dual cultivation, his spiritual power was recovering slowly.

Jiang Hao knew for a long time that the dual cultivation of the Great Joy is definitely a golden finger-like technique. For example, when he learns talismans, others use up all their spiritual power to draw talismans, and they need to slowly sit cross-legged and recover. It takes a long time, and he only needs one round to recover and can devote himself to the next study.

Others can draw one picture a day, but they can draw five pictures, and they can play ten pictures. This is a complete cheating. Jiang Hao has done it like this before.

......

The next day,

The price was full of energy, and Hu Xinyue looked rosy. The two washed up and went to the front yard to visit Mr. Hu’s injuries. They found Mr. Hu half leaning against the bed, and his expression was much stronger than yesterday.

"How does my father feel?" Hu Xinyue asked while sitting beside the bed.

Mr. Hu smiled, "I feel much better for my father. I can already use the inner elixir to remove poison. I guess it will be cured in just two or three days."

Hu Xinyue showed a happy smile on her face.

At this time, Jiang Hao said, "Since my father-in-law has nothing to do, I will go out first and investigate the origin of the black-armored general that my father-in-law met."

"It should be investigated." Mr. Hu.

"Your husband is careful." Hu Xinyue said with concern.

Hu Xinyue sent Jiang Hao to the yard. Jiang Hao summoned the Qingyun Sword, stepped on it and waved his hand with the little fox, flew away with a brush, and flew towards Jinhua Mansion.

The little fox looked at Jiang Hao's back as he disappeared quickly, and felt sweet and a sense of security in his heart. How lucky he was to be able to commit himself to such a man.

Qingxi is not far from Jinhua, the straight-line distance is only a few dozen miles, and the flying sword is extremely fast. Jiang Hao quickly landed in the Jinhua courtyard. Just as he fell, an old turtle suddenly opened his eyes on the big rock of the lotus pond in the courtyard.

After seeing that it was Jiang Hao, the old turtle turned over and turned into the butler Guiyuan. He walked quickly to Jiang Hao with the splash and said in surprise: "Young Master, you are back."

"Well, I'm back, how good is everything at home?" Jiang Hao asked.

“Everything is good.”

"Where is Mr. Zhuge?"

"Mr. Zhuge worked in the City God Temple at night, and should still sleep in the room now." Gui Yuan said.

"You go and wake up Mr. Zhuge, and you say I'll wait for him here, and you'll have someone send some breakfast to the warmhouse by the lake." Jiang Hao said.

"Okay, I'll do it now."

Jiang Hao sat in the warm pavilion. It took less than a long time for Zhuge Wolong came over wearing a wide robe. When he saw Jiang Hao, he smiled, "I finally want to be back. You have been there for half a year, and I will leave all my affairs to me."

"Don't you like doing these things the most?" Jiang Hao said with a smile.

"This is the reason why you are lazy." Zhuge Wolong came over and sat opposite Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao pointed to the food on the table, "Eat some breakfast prepared for you while it's hot."

Zhuge Wolong was not polite either. Yiran sat down, picked up the bowls and chopsticks and started eating. While eating, he said to Jiang Hao: "I know you must have come back for your father-in-law's affairs. Mr. Hu can be cured."

"It's okay." Jiang Hao said.

"We are worthy of being the Lord City God of the Capital. Even if we have the means, we will be helpless after we know it. We can only ask Xinyue to ask you for help." Old Man Zhuge said.

"Has the black-armored general investigated clearly?" Jiang Hao asked.

Zhuge Wolong shook his head, "It was not found out, but through this matter, I discovered something. It turned out that the lost ghost was not only the woman in red that day. I checked the underworld household registration account and checked with the city gods of each county. I found that there were no less than 200 ghosts lost in the past six months."

"I also found that all these people were dead in vain."

The tragic death is abnormal, not the dead soul that dies. Suicide, disaster, war, accident, murder, murder, or death without wickedness is all in tragic death.

People who die in vain are unable to enter the samsara because they have resentment in their hearts. Most of the evil ghosts in the world come from this. Originally, there was a city of vain that specifically retained people who died in vain. It is said that it was built by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, which was specially used to store ghosts who died of undesirable disasters. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva preached again to eliminate the resentment in these people so that they could be reincarnated.

In fact, there is more than one such a city of destruction in the underworld, but they are not called a city of destruction. The Ten Palace Yan Jun built an iron siege outside the underworld, and the Fengdu Ghost City of the Emperor Fengdu, which also accommodates such unjust souls.

Jiang Hao frowned. Now that the gods are not in power, who is the Black Armor General?

However, Jiang Hao's eyes then condensed. No matter who it is, they must find out. After all, he is in charge of affairs here. He is the city god of the world and is in charge of the sinister affairs in the world. Whether it is King Yama, King Ksitigarbha, Emperor Fengdu, Emperor Dongyue, all his souls are handled first. Only when they are sent to them will be considered as their control. They have no right to come to the world to act privately.

"I am going to send all our people out. During this period, I will focus on those who die in vain. I must find out the reason behind it." Jiang Hao said.

Zhuge Wolong nodded and said in a deep voice, "This matter must be investigated. This is just a prefecture in Jinhua, which province or country, this number is terrifying."

After the old man Zhuge finished speaking, he wiped his hands with a towel, took out two booklets from his sleeve and handed them to Jiang Hao, first handing them to Jiang Hao, "Look, these are the people I have inspected during this period. Some have become ghosts, while others are still living people. Their merits and ethics are written on them later.

Some people work in the county government when they are alive and are well aware of the yamen procedures. These people should be able to become county city gods, judges, law enforcement generals, yamen runners, etc., and they can get started directly. There are a total of 126 people in this booklet."

He handed over the second book, "The records here are the Shanweng of the Countryside. Some of them were village chiefs and town chiefs before, and they could make land for 62 people."

Jiang Hao looked through it, "I'll call these people tonight, I'll check out my character and luck, and if it's right, I'll enthrone them."

Put the booklet in his sleeve, looked at the old man Zhuge and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

"It's finished." Old Zhuge was stunned.

"After eating, let's go to the Chenghuang Temple, call the city gods in each county to come over, and assign tasks to them." Jiang Hao said with a smile.

Old Man Zhuge shook his head helplessly, "I worked all night last night, you are going to exhaust me."

Jiang Hao raised his palm and patted the old man Zhuge's shoulder gently, and inputted a stream of spiritual power. The old man Zhuge suddenly felt clear-headed and full of energy.
Chapter completed!