Holding the box, Chen Tang carefully looked at the large brush with a strange shape. For a moment, he couldn't tell what hair was made of; the material of the pen holder was also very special, neither iron nor wood, with a deep luster, like antique patina, showing an extraordinary texture.

"This?"

Chen Tang looked up and looked at Wang Liulang in front of him.

Wang Liulang was wearing soap clothes, and this dress distinguished him from other Yin soldiers.

A few days ago, he reported that he had become a small official in the Punishment Division under Yan Luo's command.

The relationship between Wang Liulang and Chen Tang is not a subordinate. Wang Liulang was grateful to Chen Tang and served him, collecting various uterine weapons and offering them to Chen Tang. However, due to his limited strength, the effect became increasingly declining.

Therefore, when Wang Liulang said that he had the opportunity to enter the Yan Luo camp, Chen Tang immediately allowed it. Wang Liulang had obtained Chen Tang's aura of heaven and man before, and with this foundation, he had the potential to grow. After all, he was a ghost and was destined to belong to the ghost.

Faced with Chen Tang's inquiry, Wang Liulang did not answer, but Yan Luo Siming on the seat spoke, "This is the judge's pen, which can determine yin and yang, divide the spring and autumn, issue amnesty orders, and write tributes..."

Chen Tang was quite surprised when he heard this. This pen is really a treasure.

But because of this, this gift seemed valuable. After a moment of pondering, he slowly said, "As the saying goes, you will not receive any reward without merit. Chen is ashamed of such a generous gift."

Yan Luo Siming hurriedly said, "Mr. Chen, there are many kinds of judge pens in the Yin Si, each with its own functions. This branch is suitable for people born in the world. If they stay in the Yin Si, they will be covered with dust. Song Siming's idea is extreme, and he is determined to reverse the Yin Yang, and he also refines a large number of living dead people. He enters the court and becomes an official, trying to distort the Yin rules and test the City God indiscriminately, causing many disasters. Fortunately, Master Chen turns the tide, which is a great achievement. What is a mere judge pen, please don't refuse."

Chen Tang thought about it and bowed, "Since that's the case, I'll take this money."

Yan Luosi was very happy, "Mr. Chen is so happy, but I can't hide it from it. Today's Panzhou is not something that our ghosts can stay forever. It's going to dawn, so we say goodbye."

"please!"

Chen Tang didn't say much.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A gust of cold wind swept over, and the shadows displayed on the hall retreated one after another and disappeared.

Wang Liulang bowed and said, "Young Master, I'll take you back."

"good."

Chen Tang simply responded, and followed Wang Liulang outside, and a sedan chair had already stopped there.

After getting into the sedan chair, the sedan chair was lifted up and walked steadily when he was Tathagata.

After walking for a while, the sedan stopped.

"Young Master, here."

Wang Liulang said respectfully.

Chen Tang got out of the sedan chair and found himself back in the yamen.

Wang Liulang stood outside with some fear, and suddenly knelt down on the ground, "Young Master, Liulang remembers it in his heart. Although the Yin and Yang are separated, as long as the Young Master ordered, Liulang must go through fire and water, and he will never refuse to die."

Chen Tang held the wooden box containing the judge's pen and smiled slightly, "If I have this money, it's like the city god in the world."

Wang Liulang replied, "That's about that."

Chen Tang laughed, "Yan Luo Siming, I'm willing to give up. Don't worry, go back and tell him that as long as he abides by the rules and does not violate the rules of the world, I will help him."

Wang Liulang said, "Thank you, my son for your accomplishment."

With this relationship, he can be like a fish in the underworld.

Chen Tang said again, "Your natal iron card, I have already returned it to you last time. I wish you a prosperous career in the underworld. If you have any achievements, don't forget the past."

Wang Liulang said seriously, "Liulang dare not forget to die."

Chen Tang nodded and waved his hand, "Then let's go."

Wang Liulang bowed and retreated, and the sedan chair disappeared in a flash.

Chen Tang returned to the hall and sat on the chair. Suddenly, he felt tired and fell asleep at his desk. After a while, when he heard the crowing of roosters, he suddenly woke up and found that he was sleeping in the court.

"Brother Bujin, why did you sleep here?"

Su Ling was wearing clothes and looked concerned. After becoming a wife, she experienced many twists and turns, but now she has stabilized. She has eaten properly and gradually developed a round and plump body, with a unique style.

Chen Tang laughed and said, "I can't sleep in the middle of the night. I remember that I still have business, so I came out."

At this time, the east is bright and a rising sun is gushing out.

Su Ling saw a long box on the desk, which contained a unique brush. She couldn't help but ask, "This brush is so beautiful, I haven't seen it before."

I reached out to touch it, but felt a strange coldness. I immediately shivered and shivered.

Chen Tang hurriedly said, "This is given by someone else. It is said that the pen is made of cold jade, and the cold hands are frozen."

Su Ling bulged her eyes and said, "There is still such a pen? It's so cold, how can I grab the pen and write?"

Chen Tang said vaguely, "If you are used to it, you won't be afraid...What should you eat for breakfast? I'm a little hungry."

Su Ling no longer paid attention to the pen thing, "I'll do it now."

Turning around and going to the inner house to work hard for breakfast.

Chen Tang reached out to pick up the judge's pen. The cold and cold feeling met the aura of heaven, and instantly turned into invisible. Then he spread the paper, ground the ink, and wanted to lift the pen to write. But the pen was in his hand, and he didn't know what to write for a while, and he couldn't fall down.

After thinking for a while, sighing, it was difficult to dip ink, and then put the pen back into the wooden box.

After breakfast, start a new day's business.

Panzhou was in chaos for a long time and was pacified. There were many sects, but most of the trivial incidents were tried by the new Tongzhi.

Chen Tang only decided on the overall situation and sat in the yamen to nourish his energy on weekdays.

It was almost noon when Zhan Yangchun came. He had too many busy things and looked dark and thin, but he was quite energetic. His eyes were bright and energetic, which obviously made great improvements in his cultivation. According to what he said, Taoist Fu Chen was very satisfied with his performance and intended to let him preside over the Taoist temple of Panzhou.

"Brother Chen, Jin Chan Temple is so rude and aggressive, and you want to steal all the credit."

As soon as the Taoist sat down, he began to report the case of Jinchan Temple.

Jinchan Temple has a great family, many monks, and has a good reputation on weekdays. Therefore, it is very popular among the people in the field of rituals. Chen Tang said first, and the fees for these rituals should be charged as little as possible, and it is best not to charge them. Jinchan Temple is determined to sell well, and it is really hard.

In contrast, Zhan Yangchun only got one person, so his performance was naturally far inferior.

Chen Tang smiled and said, "It's all for the people, why fight for that little incense?"

I felt sorry for myself, what have I done long ago? I am just thinking about competing now. In fact, Zhan Yangchun is young and wants to fight for his breath.

Zhan Yangchun looked a little depressed and didn't want to say much.

Chen Tang asked again, "You have traveled all the major streets and alleys in the city."

Zhan Yangchun nodded, "It's almost done, many ghosts have been saved and returned to the underworld. Now I'll wait for you to have a document to inform the whole city in the name of the official to express my memorial service."

Chen Tang listened and felt aroused in his heart, "Okay, I will write a "Ghost Sacrifice"."

Spread the paper again, grind the ink, and lifted up the big pen. This time, it was already clear that the pen was like flying.

"There are troubles in the country, and the homes are destroyed; the living are hard, and the dead are sad; the human and ghosts are unlucky, and the law is spiritual; all rituals are rewarded, and God will listen to it! Hurry up and follow the law..."
Chapter completed!