There was silence in the underground base at this moment. Everyone was dumbfounded as a thousand-foot-long battleship appeared out of thin air in front of them. They asked in a trembling tone: "This, this is it?"

Even the old man looked at Lin Yi in shock at this moment, with a little fear hidden in his eyes. Although he knew that Lin Yi was an immortal, he had never seen the other party take action. Now that he had seen the power of an immortal with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel worried in his heart. If Lin Yizhen really If there are any plans that are not conducive to China, how should I deal with them?

Lin Yi ignored everyone's reaction and continued to place battleships on the huge field.

"One."

"Two."

"Santai."

"..."

Everyone's hearts had long been numb, and their mechanical eyes followed Lin Yi's figure as they watched the battleships like mountains being conjured out of thin air and placed on the ground. On several occasions, they even flew into the air and raised the battleships with one hand in order to adjust their positions. .

"Is this a human or a ghost?" A researcher wearing black-rimmed glasses muttered involuntarily.

"Who are you asking me?" The researchers standing beside him rolled their eyes when they heard this, and then looked at Lin Yi with admiration, not caring at all about the battleship that was of great research value to them.

"Okay, all thirty-four battleships have been placed here for you. I will go back if nothing happens. I have to go to work today. Oh, by the way, there is also this thing. It should be a communicator. I saw them using this I called you." Lin Yi casually threw the communicator to a staff member present, with a relaxed tone like an old lady visiting a neighbor's house.

"Go... to work?" The researcher's eyes widened again, as if he heard something incredible: "Holy shit, such a powerful person also needs to go to work to maintain his life? Why do he suddenly feel so much more balanced in his heart?"

It was already late at night after finishing all the work. Lin Yi tiptoed into the rented corridor, fearing that the tenant would find him. Just as he was about to enter, a pleasant voice sounded behind him, which scared Lin Yi almost out of his mind. , thinking that the charterer had discovered him.

"Brother Lin, are you really an immortal?" Lin Yi turned around and breathed a sigh of relief. He saw Gan Pingying standing at the door of her rental house and asked cautiously, with a bit of nervousness in her words. Confused.

Lin Yi hesitated for a moment and nodded. Of course, he could make Gan Pingying forget what happened, but there was no need. Not only was this disrespectful to Gan Pingying, the most important thing was that Lin Yi knew that he could not hide it for long.

The Gate of Hell has not yet thought of a solution. There is Buddhism secretly watching, and I don't know when the next invasion of the divine realm will be. These things are enough to make me anxious. Sooner or later, the identity of the immortal will be exposed.

"Then, will you leave?" After hesitating for a long time, Gan Pingying summoned up the courage to ask. She had never thought that there would be immortals in this world, let alone that immortals were by her side.

Lin Yi smiled and shook his head, patting Gan Pingying's little head: "What are you thinking about every day, little girl? Where should I go?"

"But, I heard that the landlord urged you to pay the rent this morning." Lin Yi's mouth froze, and he shuddered involuntarily when he remembered the other party's instructions to clear the sewer tomorrow.

What a sin!

Underworld, Senluo Palace.

"We can detect the reason for the loss of ghost energy in the underworld." A tall man sat in the main hall, with a fair face and no more than eight feet tall. He wore a crown, with sachets hanging on both sides to protect his ears, and wore a ruffled lapel with wide sleeves. The young man in the robe smiled and asked the ghost who was dozens of feet tall and had the head of a bull in the hall. His words were gentle and kind, giving people a feeling of peace of mind.

Niu Tou, who was standing in the hall, seemed to be extremely afraid of this person and replied in panic: "Going back to King Yama, I searched the underworld and finally found the source of the loss of ghost energy."

"Oh? Tell me in detail." I saw a man with leopard eyes, a lion's nose, a long beard, a square crown on his head, and a wat in his right hand. He asked with a ferocious face, and his voice was thick and solid with a strange sharp female voice. , like a tiger whispering, and like a ghost calling for its life,

Niutou didn't dare to neglect: "Report to King Guang of Qin, King Yama..." At this point, Niutou actually stopped talking, as if he couldn't believe the result he found.

After hesitating for a long time, Niu Tou closed his eyes and said quickly with an attitude of "Let's die": "I discovered that the source of the flow of Yin Qi turned out to be the gate of hell." After saying that, he quickly knelt down on the ground for fear of the two kings of hell. He felt that he was playing a trick on the other party. Knowing that the gate of hell had been closed for more than ten thousand years, how could it be suddenly opened? He couldn't believe it, and he verified it many times before he dared to come back and report it.

Sure enough, just as he expected, the two kings of hell exclaimed in unison: "Is this true?"

Niutou nodded hurriedly: "I have confirmed that the Yin Qi has indeed disappeared at the Gate of Hell, but I don't know where it ended up. There seems to be an invisible barrier ten miles away from the Gate of Hell, blocking my progress. Some imps with undeveloped intelligence and low strength can enter."

King Yama and King Qin Guang looked at each other solemnly, and the two kings simultaneously turned into a black smoke and headed towards the gate of hell.

After a while, the two kings, who looked ugly, returned to Senluo Hall again and ordered to Niutou: "Go quickly and invite the eight kings of hell to come here to discuss matters. Make sure there is no mistake."

Niutou responded repeatedly and turned into a ghost figure and floated out of the palace. His figure shook slightly and split into eight figures holding banana fans and floated in different directions.

Seeing the rare gathering of the ten hell kings in one place, the kings of hell from each hall, who had not seen each other for almost a thousand years, exchanged greetings. The hall was very lively for a while, and there was no trace of the appearance of the underworld.

"Old Qin, Lao Yan, why are you two looking so stinky after I haven't seen you for so long? Come to my brother's place to get together in the evening and have two drinks!" The wheel-turning king, who had a short beard and held a wat in both hands, said with a smile.

"You have to ask the City King if he is free. This guy has two new concubines. I'm afraid his ghost body will be damaged by the torture recently." The Song Emperor looked at the fair-faced City King with a smile. Just kidding.

King Yama glanced at King Qin Guang, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Now that everyone is here, please be quiet. I have something important to tell you."

The kings of hell in the palaces who were originally greeting each other felt shuddered when they saw such a solemn expression on the king of hell. They all looked at the king of hell.

"Our underworld and the mortal world seem...to be connected again."

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