After the group pet god was bound by the widow king

Chapter 52

The person who answered the door looked in a hurry. He just opened the door, and before he could see Qin Qing clearly, he hurriedly pushed him away and wanted to go out.

It seems that this person didn't come to answer the door, but seemed to want to leave here in a hurry.

Song Qinqing took a look in panic.

The man's face was pale, and he was emaciated as if he had been ill for decades. At the same time, he was experiencing mental torture.

The opponent's shoulder blades were so thin that they almost protruded from the thin clothes, his whole body was like a moving skeleton, without any blood and flesh.

This man's face was pretty, but he was almost out of shape because of his haggardness.

Song Qinqing could detect a faint divine breath from the other party, but it was extremely faint, almost as if there was only one breath left, to hang this life.

Before the man rushed out, he felt someone blocking the door, and instinctively stretched out his hand and shoved it.

As a result, the shoved person didn't do much, and the person himself was bounced against the door frame by the reaction force, coughed weakly, and almost vomited blood.

Seeing this man's appearance, Song Qinqing immediately reached out to help him, "Sir, are you okay?"

But the man waved his hands, struggling to escape, as if something terrible was chasing after him.

As a result, as soon as he stepped over the threshold, the man almost staggered and fell, and was supported by Song Qinqing, so that this fragile bone did not fall apart.

While supporting the weak man, Song Qinqing raised her eyes to see the movement behind the door——

I only felt a chill attack, and the familiar breath seeped into my nose.

Song Qinqing saw Yi Heng chasing him out.

Seeing each other, both of them were a little surprised.

"Why are you here?"

"Why are you here?"

The two spoke almost at the same time, and the words were under the pressure of the words, so that neither of them knew what to answer first.

Hearing the conversation between the two, the weak man glanced at Song Qinqing with vigilance in his eyes, "Do you know each other?"

Song Qinqing nodded, "Yes..."

"Let go of me!" Unexpectedly, the man reacted even more when he heard Song Qinqing's affirmation.

Song Qinqing was afraid that this person would fall, so she had to hold him tighter, and looked back at Yi Heng, "Are you here to chase someone again?"

"You..." Yi Heng seemed to be flustered by this word, and repeated it impatiently, thinking of the other party's question, he felt aggrieved, "In your heart, I only have the image of "chasing and killing people"? "

"Uh..." Song Qinqing was blocked and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing the shadowy brows of this great god of death, he was actually a little afraid that the other party would be sad, so he began to carefully consider how he should respond.

When the two confronted each other, the frail man panicked even more, almost using his hands and feet to escape the door.

Song Qinqing almost couldn't hold back, seeing the man like this, she was about to summon the small enchantment to adjust the environment and appease the other party's emotions.

Yi Heng's words directly stopped the opponent's movements——

"Zhuang Yan, if you are really afraid that people will find you, why did you leave these clues?"

Zhuang Yan seems to be the man's name.

Hearing his name being called out, the man was in a daze, as if he hadn't heard anyone call him that way for a long time, and his expression was complicated for a while.

Only then did Zhuang Yan stand upright with difficulty holding the door, turned around and looked at Yi Heng again, "I'm not afraid of being found, but I'm only afraid of being found by people from the underworld."

"Your lifespan is not yet over, why worry about being approached by the underworld?" Yi Heng asked back.

Zhuang Yan smiled wryly, supported her heart and said weakly: "What's so terrible about life and death? I'm just afraid that in the rest of my life, I won't be able to wait for someone to restore my innocence, so I'll just die like this."

These words, spoken from Zhuang Yan's mouth, were tainted with a bit of sadness because of their sickly tone.

Song Qinqing was moved when she heard this, and hurriedly asked: "Innocence? Is there any grievance, sir?"

"And it seems that he was wronged in the underworld." Yi Heng answered in a timely manner, "Otherwise, he wouldn't turn around and run away as soon as he saw me."

"So what are you doing here?" Song Qinqing asked again.

"You." Yi Heng said angrily, "Don't call me that."

"Is now the time to worry about this..." Song Qinqing complained, but changed her words, "Yi Heng."

"Humph."

"Yi Heng?" Zhuang Yan seemed to have heard of this name before asking, "Are you Yi Feng's son?"

"Yi Feng?" Qin Qin immediately figured out the relationship, and asked in surprise, "Is it the name of Lord Taishan? This Mr. Zhuang Yan can actually call him by his first name?"

"It's not surprising." Yi Heng took out a broken page from the system and handed it to Zhuang Yan, "Those who can handle the birthday book are naturally not small people."

Song Qinqing looked at the torn page, and the name column on it said "No Name". The date of birth and other information displayed in the data seemed familiar to him.

Soon, he remembered——

This is the broken page of the birthday book of the grandfather who was turned into a god of death in the Li Lanxiang incident!

At that time, because he didn't have a birthday book and didn't know the death information, Yi Heng also used a lot of radical methods to finally take his grandfather's life.

But now, how could the broken pages of the birthday book fall into Yi Heng's hands again?

Seeing the broken pages of the birthday book, Zhuang Yan was also surprised.

Zhuang Yan reached out to take the torn paper and sighed: "Wu Ming is willing to give it to you. It seems that you have successfully gained his trust."

"The gods can do something and they can't. The only consensus between the gods and the underworld is that "tampering with life and death is a taboo for the gods." "Yi Heng said, "You used the forbidden technique secretly, and used your spirit and longevity to raise this stolen name for almost 20 years. "

"Uh..." Zhuang Yan remained silent.

"I'm not here to hold you accountable. I'm just here to find out some things. However, if you don't want to be discovered by others, you wouldn't do it so superficially in the first place. Actually, you also expect to be discovered, right?"

Yi Heng's words pierced his heart, and Zhuang Yan's face became more and more ugly when he heard the words of the Great Death.

Song Qinqing was listening to this series of conversations, and silently sorted out the cause and effect:

The old grandfather from before, the reason he was so old, he was still strong and agile, and he was even accompanied by a divine weapon——

It's all the mysterious behind-the-scenes person named "Zhuang Yan" in front of me who is using his life to support him.

And "surviving one's life" is a forbidden technique in the underworld. According to the grandfather himself, Zhuang Yan, the person behind the scenes, doesn't seem to have much friendship with him.

It's not because of personal bias, Zhuang Yan and grandpa can only have a cooperative relationship.Zhuang Yan is just using this method, waiting for capable people to come to him.

Waiting for someone to come to the door, as he said in person:

Return your innocence.

The grandfather gave Yi Heng the broken page and Song Qinqing the Horcrux...

Therefore, they will look for clues and meet here.

Zhuang Yan got the name that she had hidden for 20 years, and then she let down her guard against Yi Heng.

And when Song Qinqing also took out the Horcrux dagger, Zhuang Yan was completely shaken and ready to speak.

Seeing that Zhuang Yan's lips were whispering, Yi Heng added some firewood, "If your grievance is related to Yi Feng, feel free to say it, I don't have a good relationship with that old man."

"Ah……"

Maybe it was Yi Heng's words that made Zhuang Yan happy, he sighed and said:

"In my whole life, I have been open and aboveboard, and I have never done anything unconscionable. How could I not know the taboo of the gods, which is tampering with life and death?"

Zhuang Yan raised her eyes and glanced at the two young gods, seeing that they were in full bloom and high spirits, they seemed to be reminded of their past, regretfully said:

"It's just that an innocent person has been slandered for no reason. I am a soft-spoken person, and I have no other means but to really dirty my hands in exchange for a ridiculous "confession". "

When Zhuang Yan said this, she almost started to state her past experience.

But things didn't go as expected, at this moment, a gust of wind came, and a figure of death appeared in front of everyone.

That's Judge Hei, He Chuan.

"He Chuan?" Yi Heng didn't seem to expect Hei Judge to appear at this time, and his tone was a bit puzzled, "I didn't ask you to come here, did I?"

"Yi Heng." He Chuan seemed to be politely nodding to Yi Heng, but his tone of voice was alienated, "He Chuan didn't come here for you."

Yi Heng had a bad premonition, and protected Song Qinqing and Zhuang Yan behind him.

Sure enough, He Chuan drew out the Soul Seizing Knife, and the tip of the knife went over Yi Heng's shoulder and pointed directly at Zhuang Yan behind him.

"The black judge He Chuan, under the order of Hades, came to punish the fugitive: Zhuang Yan, the God of Sin."

He Chuan's voice was as cold as the name suggests, as chilling as the ice spring of a snow mountain.

Yi Heng didn't intend to give in, "What if I don't hand over?"

"I hope the young master won't embarrass the little god." He Chuan seldom called Yi Heng "Young Master" in person, and he did so at this time, obviously to divide his position, "The little god is also following orders."

"The old man told you to come, so you will be obedient?"

"The emperor of the underworld who is in power now is still that one." He Chuan said calmly, "And you are still the young lord, not the palace lord."

"Hmph..." Yi Heng was not surprised by He Chuan's reaction, "After all, you have always been loyal to the king."

"It's good that the young master can understand."

Seeing that the two masters and servants who had a "good relationship" in the past suddenly turned hostile and confronted each other, Song Qinqing was a little dumbfounded for a while.

Zhuang Yan, the key figure in the incident, was shrunk shyly behind him at the moment.He couldn't help asking: "Master Hei Judge, how will the underworld punish Zhuang Yan?"

"Huixing Lord." He Chuan was too polite today, "Pluto has a word, if you can't catch him back to the underworld, you will be executed immediately."

"Uh..." Song Qinqing paused for breath, and asked again: "Then what is Zhuang Yan's crime?"

He Chuan replied: "Falsify the birthday book."

Tampering with the birthday book?

Song Qinqing paid attention.

Just now Yi Heng said that Zhuang Yan stole the broken page and used the forbidden technique to support the name with his life.

But such behavior is somewhat different from "tampering".

Reminiscent of Zhuang Yan's "innocence"...

Perhaps what Zhuang Yan dissatisfied with was precisely the crime he was accused of "tampering with the birthday book" in the past.

The mysteries gradually became clear, and after Zhuang Yan told the truth about the past, everything would become clearer.

Song Qinqing thought so, but after hearing what Zhuang Yan said later, he realized that the situation was far more complicated than he had imagined.

Seeing Judge Hei pointing his knife at him, Zhuang Yan was not only not afraid, but sighed in relief.

He raised his head to look at He Chuan, and smiled reminiscently, "He Chuan has grown up, and he has been walking on the right path. If you really want to talk about friendship with someone, I'm afraid it's not the He Chuan I know, right?"

know?

Song Qinqing opened her eyes wide.

Zhuang Yan and He Chuan know each other? !

Hearing Zhuang Yan's words, He Chuan bowed respectfully, and then responded:

"Thanks to the teacher for teaching."

Teacher?

Song Qinqing's eyes widened.

Zhuang Yan belongs to the black judge He Chuan, teacher? !