The judge's expression seemed to be more confused than me. After turning a few pages, I couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "Hey! It's strange, why is this person's name not on the life and death penalty?" "Maybe because I don't belong to this world." I really wanted to remind the judge, but in the end I held it back and swallowed it.

After turning a few pages, the judge finally gave up and spread a piece of white paper on the table, grabbed the brush and started recording. I also expressed my gender and age in a respectful tone, but I made a slight modification to the cause of death, saying that I accidentally fell into the river, hit a reef and died, and hid the money and the things I had before jumping into the river. However, this statement was basically consistent with the facts, so the judge did not doubt it and directly recorded it on the paper.

After doing all this, the next step is to release the dog. Although I think I have been mentally prepared, the moment when the evil dog rushes towards me, a strong sense of fear cannot help but rise in my heart, completely uncontrolled by my brain, and then instinctively wants to resist.

What’s strange is that as soon as this idea came out, the short stick inserted on the back actually appeared directly in my hand. The short stick at this time was completely different from the previous one. It actually scattered silver-white light on the surface, which looked particularly bright in the dim sky, like a glow stick.

This situation surprised me very much. I was completely stunned for a moment. I stood there and stared blankly at the short stick in my hand, not knowing what to do.

After a while, I woke up from the daze, and then I remembered my situation. What about those dogs? Why haven’t they pounced on me? I immediately turned around and looked around. The scene I saw shocked me again. More than a dozen ferocious dogs were all slumped on the ground, not making a sound or moving. I could feel that they were still alive, but they looked similar to dead dogs.

Even the yamen runners holding dogs and the ghosts waiting to pass the test in the distance showed the same state. They hugged their heads with their hands and lay limply on the ground. Only the judge was in a better state, and they were still sitting on the chair, but their whole face was close to the table, their arms were wrapped around their heads, and their bodies were still trembling violently, as if they were stepping onto the electric door.

The only one who was still majestic and cold, he turned into this in a blink of an eye. The contrast between the front and back was too great, and his thinking was a little too late. His brain was like a short circuit. I knew all this should be related to the short stick in my hand, but I didn't know what power this short stick had, which actually made these people look like this.

I don’t know what I should do next? Is this situation considered passing? Should I continue to move forward in the direction where the previous few people left, or stay here? For a moment, I was a little at a loss and stood there in a daze holding a short stick in my hand.

A white ball of light suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and then drew a long parabola and landed accurately on the platform beside me. When I turned my gaze, there was already a tall man in white clothes, a white hat and a pale face standing on the platform.

The judge raised his head with difficulty, shouted "Bai--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Bai Wuchang ignored the judge. He first glanced around, then stared at me, looking at me with a serious expression, but soon became astonished. Finally, his eyes gradually calmed down, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had completely seen through my details in just over ten seconds. At this time, Bai Wuchang hesitated for a moment, as if he was considering something, but he quickly returned to his peace and slowly walked down from the platform.

Seeing Bai Wuchang getting closer and closer, I couldn't help but feel nervous. After all, the person in front of me was so famous. He and that same famous partner were the most famous pair from ancient times to the present. As long as they were Chinese, no one would not know their names.

When I saw such a person, I was naturally imaginable. My nervous brain was a little short-circuited, and I subconsciously held the short stick in my hand tightly. As I moved, the short stick suddenly became brighter.

But Bai Wuchang's reaction made me a little confused. He first glanced at me, then frowned slightly, and then walked towards me slowly, feeling that the light of the short stick had no effect on him.

However, the judge on the stage did not have such great ability. The moment the short stick suddenly lit up, the judge's body seemed to be hit by a heavy punch, and he suddenly leaned back, and all the people and chairs fell to the ground, and there was a 'small sound.'

The noise behind him did not make Bai Wuchang look back, and even the steps under his feet did not change at all. He just walked step by step to a few meters in front of me before he stopped. His face was full of smiles, but this dead face without any blood color looked a bit scary when he smiled. Instead, my mood became even more nervous, but the brightness of the short stick did not increase anymore. It seemed that this state had reached its limit now.

"I don't know if you are here, you are in a bad mood. I'm sorry to put away your magical powers first, so everything is easy to discuss." "Old man?! Magical powers?!" I couldn't believe my ears. Although I understand that these two words refer to me and short stick, this title is too big. I wonder if I'm dreaming again. I never expected that Bai Wuchang would be so polite to me. After all, he was also a middle-level leader of the underworld.

After experiencing the initial shock and tension, I have already made a big sacrifice at this time. Anyway, I am already dead. What else can I do to make me do? At worst, I can turn into a pig, dog, fly, or mosquito in my next life, and I can just experience an alternative way of survival.

"Mr. Wuchang, don't be so polite. Call me Zhou Zheng." I replied calmly, but my mind was turning rapidly, 'How to put away this magical power?'. I recalled the performance of the short stick just now. It felt as if it was related to my mood. When I was nervous, its brightness would increase. So I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm my mood. Sure enough, the brightness of the short stick began to weaken, and then I inserted it into the clothes on my back with my back.

In an instant, the judge who fell to the ground moved. After struggling for a few times, he stood up. Although he was still in a state of shock, it was much better than when he came just now. It seemed that my method of collecting magical powers was correct.

Bai Wuchang stood there and looked at me motionlessly. He said, "I wonder why Mr. Zhou came here?" The title of "Mr. Zhou" made me feel very novel. Since childhood, the elders of everyone called me "Xiao Zheng". The teachers and classmates basically called me "Boss". When Qian Chuanzi called me "Boss". When they didn't cause trouble, their neighbors would usually call me "Xiao Zheng" or "Zhou Zheng". If they caused trouble, they would have more titles, such as "little bastard, little bastard", but it was the first time they were called "Mr.", which sounded a bit tall and more pleasing than "old man", so I agreed.

But I didn't plan to tell Bai Wuchang about his experience. He just stared at me for a long time. I wanted to try what he saw, so I pretended to be deep and said, "Master Wuchang asked a little knowingly."

Bai Wuchang obviously didn't expect me to say this. He laughed a few times, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he returned to calm in a blink of an eye. "It was just an accident, I can send Mr. Zhou back now." "This old guy actually saw me through." I was very shocked, but thinking that he was an old ghost who had lived for countless years, but I was just a young boy. It should not be difficult to see through me. But I don't know how much this old ghost saw me, so I continued to ask tentatively, "Why would you please send me home directly?"

"Please forgive me for your fate," Bai Wuchang simply rejected me. This answer did not disappoint me. After all, Qian Chuanzi is still here. Even if Bai Wuchang agreed to send me home, I would not go back. But I was extremely shocked. Bai Wuchang refused my request without asking anything. This is enough to show that he already knew everything about me, otherwise he should at least ask a few words like "Where is your home?"

I feel like I'm stripped naked and standing in front of Bai Wuchang. This feeling is extremely uncomfortable, but the gap between the two sides is there, and I have no choice. The only thing I can do is to leave this ghost place as soon as possible, and the old ghost, so I immediately said, "Then please send me to my brother's place." "It's really hard to obey this." "Why?" I asked anxiously, "I'm just a ghost messenger, please don't make things difficult for me."

Although Bai Wuchang responded to my question, he actually said nothing. He felt that there seemed to be many secrets hidden behind this matter, and even the middle-level leader in the underworld was unwilling to touch it.

"Why don't I send Mr. Zhou back now?" Bai Wuchang said directly without waiting for me to speak, as if he also wanted me to leave quickly, just like I was a plague god.

This attitude gave me the capital to fight back. "Since Lord Wuchang cannot send me where I want to go, I will not go anywhere. The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the air is fresh. I think it is good to stay here." I acted like a scoundrel.

(End of this chapter)
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