Deliveryman of the Heaven

"In the past, it was Jun Family's Ghost Infant Jun Linchen. Now, he is the real Ghost General Horse-Face!"    

    

The Old Horse Face's words were shocking!    

    

These words made Weiqing retreat three steps in succession. Looking at the vengeful spirit in front of him, he bellowed: "Who are you then?"    

    

Old Horse Face laughed bitterly: "I am also Ghost General Horse-Face!"    

    

Weiqing was a little stunned, he said: "I've just contacted Hades, and he's together with the new generation of Horse-Face. If Jun Linchen is also Ghost General Horse-Face now, then wouldn't there be three Horse-Face now?"    

    

Old Horse Face said with a wry smile, "It's precisely because this matter already went against the natural way of heaven, which is why the Heaven Realm sent you to handle it. You must be wondering why the events of a hundred years ago have not been resolved yet, right? I think that when the people from the Underworld and the Heaven Realm came to deal with this matter previously, they left it at that! "    

    

Weiqing took a deep breath.    

    

It was no wonder that Jun Linchen was able to see through Weiqing's motive for coming to the Xianyang City. So it turned out that he had already interacted with other deliveryman s before, and now, it seemed that these people had either not succeeded in finding the Old Horse Face, or had already died in Jun Linchen's hands.    

    

"The situation now is a bit complicated. This Jun Linchen is an outstanding person! "    

    

"When I killed my way into the Zhao Tomb, he was only a ball of ghost aura, and didn't have any physical body. I was a grand ghost general who was registered in the Underworld, and had Raksha's spear in my hands, if any ordinary vengeful spirit were to meet me, they would only be able to obediently bow down to me, but I was tricked by him. Not only was my physical body taken over by him, but even Rosa's spear was snatched away by him.    

    

"Heh heh, if that's the case, I should be considered the first Ghost General to have fallen in the mortal world. I even lost to a vengeful spirit!"    

    

The Old Horse Face revealed an ugly expression and sighed!    

    

Weiqing was startled too!    

    

In other words, when the Old Horse Face stayed on the Xianyang City during the mission, he was the one who exposed Jun Linchen's whereabouts. Becoming a ghost to such an extent, this Jun Linchen was truly terrifying!    

    

"Since that's the case, Jun Linchen obtained my physical body, and obtained a Divine Spark with half of the horse's face! My son was only bestowed with the title of King of Hell and didn't receive the inheritance of the Horse-Face Divine Spark. So right now, he is only acting as Horse-Face, and as for me, I only possess the memories of the Ghost Face! If Jun Linchen obtains half of my divine spark, then he will no longer be a wandering ghost, but a person from the Underworld. The people from the Underworld don't have the qualifications to continue capturing him, only the cultivators from your realm have the qualifications to do so! "    

    

Weiqing laughed bitterly: "What do you want me to help you with?"    

    

Old Horse Face said, "I want you to help me take back that half of my Divine Spark!"    

    

Weiqing was puzzled. "Why is it half a divine spark?!"    

    

"Haven't you heard my legend in the world?" "You also know that I'm a Ghost General, on the same level as the Dark God. Logically speaking, the Ghost General was only in charge of patrolling the mortal realm. Once a vengeful spirit from the Underworld was discovered, it could attack as it pleased. If it didn't, then it could give the ghost an order! "In the past, Ox-Head and I lived a carefree life. Wherever we went, there would always be people fawning over us. We didn't even need to do anything. Drinking wine and ordering ghosts around, even a hundred years would be spent in the blink of an eye."    

    

"Later on, because of a small matter, Ox-Head and I were devalued, and Hades took back half of our divine sparks, turning us into Messengers!"    

    

"Sigh, thinking about it, it is all due to the will of heaven. If King Yan didn't take back my half Divine Spark, then Jun Linchen wouldn't have to hide in the mortal world and could have gone to the Underworld to report back then to become a Ghost General! The reason I didn't kill Half Immortal Xian was not because I lacked power. It was because the mistake I made back then was related to his ancestors! "    

    

Weiqing asked curiously, "You have some sort of relationship with the Half Immortal Martial Ancestor?"    

    

Old Horse Face slowly spoke his secret.    

    

Six hundred years ago, there was a member surnamed Ma in Fengdu. He could be considered rich, having money and status. However, there was a knot in the servant's heart. Because he was in his sixties, he had married eleven beautiful wives in succession. Only then did he have a single wife. No matter how much he begged God to do a good deed, he could not add to it.    

    

Of course, the horsekeeper carefully protected his precious son, Ma Yichun. However, Ma Yichun was not only a scumbag, but he was also very often ill. Thus, outside of the staff, he was very worried that if this son of his were to die, then he would have no future and his family business would never be able to continue.    

    

So on Ma Yichun's eighteenth birthday, not only did the equestrian give his son a birthday party, but he also planned to marry his son and make him happy, so that he could try to get his son to fill in the waistcoat as soon as possible." On this day, a man with eight characters walked past his waistcoat as he shouted, 'fortune-telling, no one is allowed to reject money.    

    

Outside of the castle, the horse official was overjoyed when he heard this. He hurriedly went out to welcome Mr. Eight into the house. He wanted him to show his son how many grandchildren he could have.    

    

In the end, this man looked at his son and shook his head. "You have no hope of gaining anything in your life, moreover, your precious son only has a life of eighteen years old. After a quarter to noon tonight, he will die! If you don't believe me, just wait and see! "    

    

When the guard heard these words, he did not have the heart to recognize if Mr. Eight's words were true or false. He quickly kneeled down and said, "Sir, please think of all sorts of ways to save my poor son!" "As long as I can save my son, it doesn't matter if I lose everything!"    

    

Mr. Eight said that life and death are decided by fate, but the young and old of the Ma family had to kneel down and beg this Mr. Eight, because no matter what, they had to give him a note to live. At the end, Mr. Eight's heart softened, and he told the horse guard that there was a way out, saying that he would leave for Fengdu to go to hell now, and prepare a table of good food. If you see two people playing chess there, then your son can still be saved, so no matter what, you must let them eat a mouthful of food, otherwise your Ma family will really be finished.    

    

Officer Ma brought his two servants and immediately went to the gates of hell.    

    

In the mortal world's Fengdu City, there was a place called the Gate of Hell. Legend said that this was the entrance to the Underworld's Fengdu City. Usually, the wind in this place would blow incessantly, and the howls and howls of ghosts could be heard from time to time. Thus, the locals would not come here to seek misfortune, but Steward Ma, for the sake of his son, had no choice but to brace himself and come to the gates of hell.    

    

There were actually two people sitting on the doorstep playing chess.    

    

These two were none other than Ox-Head and Horse-Face.    

    

"The guard knelt to the side and held the box of food above his head so that Ox-Head could have a meal. He asked carefully," "Please, my lords, have a meal before you leave."    

    

Ox-Head and Horse-Face didn't seem to listen, and neither did they reply, as if they were three times.    

    

In the end, Ox-Head and Horse-Face saw that this person was quite sincere. Furthermore, he was a bit hungry, so he ate the food without any hesitation. Ox-Head and Horse-Face had kowtowed when they saw that Horse-Face didn't want to leave and didn't want to leave, so they said, "Speak, what do you want to talk to us about? It's almost time for the official business to begin! "    

    

"Honored Masters, I only have one son, and his life is coming to an end soon. Please be magnanimous, my lords."