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So he had to bite the bullet and look at the guard.

The guard narrowed his eyes.

Mo Ran pretended to be calm and announced his home: "Mo Ran."

The guard said nothing.

The heart is burning like a drum, but the face is unmoved: "The monks went crazy and became possessed, and died like this. Please send me a photo."

Chapter 106 Where to find the Master

"Those who died because of obsession...?" The guard repeated his words slowly, and then snorted, "A person who practices Taoism?"

"Um."

"It's really unjust for you to come here as a monk at such a young age."

The guards are all smiles, but many people among ordinary people have no wisdom and cannot form good relationships. When they ridicule Taoist priests, they always mean that they can't eat the grapes and say they are sour.

"I see, your soul is not right, it is not pure."

Master Huaizui put a spell on Mo Ran, allowing him to cover up the breath of the living and be able to contact the soul, so the guards could not see through him, but he was still somewhat uncomfortable, so Shi Shiran sat down again and crossed his legs. , took out a completely black ruler from the drawer.

"My husband's ruler." He said proudly. Although he didn't know what he was so proud of, and the ruler was not his, the younger the official, the more he liked to show off. The guard slammed the ruler on the table and rolled his eyelids. Staring at Mo Ran, "Stretch out your hand and let me test your merits in this world."

Mo Ran: "..."

His merits in this life?

If the test is done, will he be twisted and sent directly to the great god Yama to crush him into pieces?

But in full view of everyone, he had nowhere to escape, so he could only sigh, hold the soul-inducing lamp in one hand, and reach out with the other.

The guard pressed the ruler against his veins. Almost as soon as he touched it, the ruler screamed loudly, and blood gushed out from the black ruler body, accompanied by the wails of thousands of people.

"I will never die with my eyes closed..."

"Mo Weiyu, you will never be reincarnated until death!!"

"Daddy! Mother!! What the hell are you doing?! Why!!!"

"Don't kill me...please, don't kill me-"

Mo Ran suddenly pulled his hand back, and his face turned as pale as paper in an instant.

The circle of ghosts were looking at him quietly, and the guard's eyes were particularly obscure. He stared at Mo Ran like a tiger, and after a while, he lowered his head to look at the ruler.

The red light on the ruler disappeared, and the blood seemed to be an illusion just now. It was unknown where it flowed. The table was clean, except for a line of words gradually emerging from the body of the ruler.

——

The crime is unpardonable, and the third person is escorted...

Which level of hell?

Because Mo Ran stopped before he finished measuring the ruler, and he didn't finish writing it.

The guard grabbed his arm fiercely and stared at him fiercely, like a hunter who had been bored for a long time and finally caught a rare bird. His nose flickered, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and most of his intestines almost leaked out, but this time he didn't even bother to stuff them back.

"Don't move, let me test again."

He was impatient and greedy, almost asking for credit from Yama.

His ghost claws deeply grasped Mo Ran's wrist, forcefully pulled him over, and madly poked the opponent's flesh with his ruler.

If he catches a ghost who can go to the eighteenth level of hell, it will be a great achievement. He can at least level up three levels by sitting on the ground, and no longer has to write down every ray of loneliness at the gate of the city every day. The exchange of souls.

"Test! Test well!"

The zhangsui ruler lit up again.

There was still blood flowing out and crying filling the sky.

The people Mo Ran had killed and the sins he had committed seemed to be squeezed into this narrow black ruler, and the sky-high resentment almost broke the ruler.

"I hate it so much..."

"Mo Weiyu, I will never let you go even if I die..."

Mo Ran's face became more and more ugly. He lowered his eyes and pursed his lips tightly. He didn't know what kind of color he had in his eyes.

"You have no conscience!! You have turned the world into purgatory!"

"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

“Ahhhh——!”

Weeping, howling, cursing, and resenting.

Suddenly among so many voices, a faint sigh was heard.

"I'm sorry, Mo Ran, it's Master's fault..."

Mo Ran suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of sorrow.

He heard the voice of Chu Wanning in his previous life when he was dying again. It was so soft and sad, but it was like a sharp knife drilling into his skull, almost splitting his soul.

Those voices gradually became softer, and Zhang Zui Chi returned to calm.

The above line of small characters reappears:

The crime is unpardonable and he is escorted to the third...

This time, Mo Ran did not take his hand away in advance, but the line was still not finished!

The guard was stunned and patted the black ruler: "Is it broken?"

Unexpectedly, after taking a photo, the black ruler trembled slightly. After a while, the words disappeared on their own. A thin wisp of fairy energy floated on the ruler, and an infinitely brilliant light shone out.

This time, there was no cry coming from the ruler, but hundreds of birds were paying homage to the phoenix, and their soft sounds reached into the clouds, as if the music from the ninth heaven had descended into the underworld. All the monsters were intoxicated, and even the guards couldn't help but follow them in a trance.

When the fairy sound stopped, the guard suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking again, six big characters have been written on the zhangsui ruler——

ordinary soul

Soul, feasible.

The guard lost his voice: "This is impossible!"

Wasn’t it still an unpardonable sin just now? Why is he an ordinary soul again?

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