Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 23 Fengdu City

Fengdu, also known as Fengdu Ghost City, is the legendary underworld.

This is the common sense that Xu Zhiqiong has learned in the academy.

Xu Zhiqiong swallowed his saliva, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Although he knew that this was an extraordinary world, he never thought that he would come to the underworld with such an identity.

A gust of cold wind blew from the city gate, with a strong smell, Xu Zhiqiong bravely entered the city gate with the ghost. A guard came to Xu Zhiqiong and asked with a smile: "Who are you?" Judge?"

This city guard has very kind eyebrows, and the blood on his face is also full. It doesn't look like a ghost.

Xu Zhiqiong quickly responded: "I'm here to escort the ghosts. I'm new here, and I don't know the way yet."

The city guard pointed to the road in the city; "Go north along the main road. There is a fork in the road not far away. The fork on the left leads to the Naihe Bridge. Don't go on the bridge, you will not be able to return. There is a fork on the right. The fork in the road leads to Yan Luo Hall, that's where you should go."

Xu Zhiqiong hurriedly thanked him, the female push officer was right, the police from the Yin Division were really kind.

Xu Zhiqiong walked north along the main road, and the scenery in Fengdu City was quite different from the outside.

The fog was not so thick, and Xu Zhiqiong could see the buildings and houses on the street, as well as passers-by.

Different from what I imagined, this ghost town is very bustling. On both sides of the road, restaurants, teahouses, and brothels are endless.

There seems to be a tile market on the side of the fork road, and there are endless applause. It should be that a wonderful show is going on in the Goulan. A big man with a black face walked up to him, clasped his fists at Xu Zhiqiong and said, "Master, come in and have a look. Sixty characters a piece, there is everything you want to see!"

It's also sixty words, all of which are priced with conscience!
This is to solicit business for Goulan, Xu Zhiqiong waved his hands repeatedly and said: "The judge is on his way, there must be no delay."

While speaking, Xu Zhiqiong looked at the face of the big black man.

There is only one eye on his face, and it still grows vertically.

Calm down, calm down, this is the underworld, you don't need to make a fuss if you see some special characters occasionally.

"Excuse me!" A voice came from behind, but I saw a waiter carrying a plate into Washi.

This is the guy who delivers food. There are food delivery guys in larger restaurants. They often work in Washi, and they are also very common in Daxuan Capital. Their functions are not much different from those of the younger brothers outside.

What's on his plate?
Round and rumbling.

Xu Zhiqiong focused his eyes and saw clearly what was on the plate.

There was a human head inside, and the Tianling cover was lifted, revealing the brain.

Calm down, calm down, this is the underworld, you don't need to make a fuss if you see some special ingredients occasionally.

After crossing the intersection, Xu Zhiqiong walked on the road on the right, and he arrived at the Hall of Yan Luo in a short time.

A magnificent palace, the front hall has four floors, and there is no end to the left and right.

The door of the hall was wide open, Xu Zhiqiong walked in with the ghost, a ghost guard came up to meet him, and said with a smile: "This brother is the judge?"

Xu Zhiqiong nodded repeatedly.

The ghost messenger pointed to the "black dog" and said, "Is this a prisoner?"

Xu Zhiqiong nodded again.

"Please come in!"

The ghost messenger led Xu Zhiqiong into the front hall, bypassed the hall, and entered a side hall.

The lights in the side hall were dim, and a ghost guard waited beside the desk, and said to Xu Zhiqiong, "Please let me see the crime and the verdict."

Xu Zhiqiong quickly took out the horns and the letter box, and wanted to hand them over to the ghost messenger.

The ghost guard frowned slightly, but there was still a smile on his face: "This brother has just entered the class, right? There are some rules between us that must be made clear. The ruling practitioners and the meditation practitioners cannot hand in hand. It is taboo to pass items by hand, please put them on the desk first."

Xu Zhiqiong quickly put the horns and letterbox on the desk.

This ghost is actually a cultivator of the underworld?
Is he the only one who is a cultivator of the dark way, or are all ghost messengers practitioners of the dark way?
In the memory of the original owner, there seems to be no description about Hades.

"Injured four lives, was detained for thirty-two years, and lost four hundred knives a day."

Was this judged by the female pusher?

Thirty-two years of detention does not sound too long. According to some documents I have read in my previous life, there are [-] levels of hell, and each hell has a sentence of tens of thousands of years.

I almost forgot that the eighteen levels of hell are a Buddhist concept, and Daxuan is an empire dominated by Taoist forces. The underworld here may be more similar to the law enforcement agencies in the mortal world.

Compared to the criminal karma of this "black dog", thirty-two years in prison is not a long sentence, but the punishment is severe enough. He is delayed once a day, and costs [-] knives each time. Just hearing these two sentences, Xu Zhiqiong seems to be I can feel the pain of the blade cutting through the flesh.

The ghost messenger was reading the verdict, and Xu Zhiqiong was thinking about the problem.

The horns were placed on the desk, and the black dog decided to fight to the death.

He rushed up, grabbed the horns, and ran away!

Xu Zhiqiong was startled, and was about to chase after him, but he almost didn't lift his head when he saw the ghost, and drew a circle towards the back of the "black dog", and said in his mouth: "The crime is more serious."

The black dog's soul did not move, as if bound by the circle drawn in the air by the ghost messenger.

The ghost messenger drew a circle in the air, thus easily trapping the soul of the "black dog".

You can trap the opponent without even touching it!
What kind of ghost is this?How could Xuanwu Mingdao be so powerful?
"The sentence is a bit harsh!" The ghost guard finished reading the sentence, as if nothing had happened, raised his head and said, "I don't know Xiongtai Gao's name?"

Xu Zhiqiong couldn't answer. He couldn't tell his name in the Department of Punishment, and he didn't dare to speak nonsense when he arrived in the Department of Yin.

The ghost messenger seemed to have discovered Xu Zhiqiong's difficulty: "We don't ask the family's name, but the judge's name."

Judge's name?Does the judge have a special name?

Xu Zhiqiong laughed dryly: "I just entered the rank, and I don't have the name of a judge yet."

"It's a little troublesome." The ghost guard frowned, got up and said, "Brother, wait here, I'll come as soon as I go."

After finishing speaking, the ghost guard waved his hand and called the soul of the "black dog". The black dog seemed to be squeezed into the glass, its body and face were extremely distorted, suspended in mid-air, and went to the back hall with the ghost guard.

Not long after, the ghost messenger came back alone, holding a piece of silk in his hand.

"Take it with the ticket, three inches and two cents for crimes, thirty-two grains for meritorious deeds!" The ghost messenger put the silk on the table.

This is by ticket!
Xu Zhiqiong picked up the silk and took a closer look. The silk was printed with complicated patterns and embroidered with seven large characters: Thirty-two grains for eliminating evil and rewarding honor.

There are three lines of small characters next to the big characters:

In the first line, the unknown ninth-rank judge personally killed the prisoner.

In the second line, Xia Hu, the official responsible for punishing evil, judged.

The third line is the review of the process of the prison of the underworld.

The nameless ninth-rank judge was naturally referring to Xu Zhiqiong.

Xia Hu, the evil pusher, is the female pusher, her name is Xia Hu.

Xia Hu... Xia Ni, Xu Zhiqiong thought of someone.

Shi Cheng, the jailer of the Yin Division, was the ghost messenger in front of him, and Xu Zhiqiong hurriedly saluted: "So it's the prisoner Shi."

Shi Cheng hurriedly returned the courtesy and said, "How dare you, how dare you! Take the ticket and be careful on the road."

When he heard about being careful on the road, Xu Zhiqiong asked one more question: "I saw a pair of red lanterns outside the city, and there was a beautiful lady standing under the lights. She said it was for business. Is this business true or false?"

"Outside the city? Red light?" Shi Cheng thought for a while, then smiled, "You're talking about Mrs. Jiang Yan, Mrs. Jiang Er, her teahouse is a top-notch flower teahouse, the girls are top-notch, and the price is fair. Two silver coins are enough for one night's entertainment, but you must be careful, the judges who come and go often go to her place, you should pay close attention to the ticket, because your name is not on the ticket, if you lose it, this meritorious service will be lost. "

Five taels of silver, converted to [-] yuan, how dare you say it is fair?

Xu Zhiqiong's family lives by the Wang'an River, there are more fair places than this, not to mention that Xu Zhiqiong only has a few copper coins with him.

But one piece of information is very important. Xu Zhiqiong must get the name of the judge as soon as possible. The name of the judge should be written on the voucher. This is like a bank card. If it is lost, it can be reported as lost.

The ghost messenger warned again: "If you really want to go to the tea house of Mrs. Jiang, you can choose whatever you want, but don't let the proprietress think about it. Mrs. Jiang never accompany you to tea. Don't look at her with a friendly smile when she welcomes guests. Turn your face, you can kill without blinking an eye."

"Thank you for reminding me, brother." Xu Zhiqiong saluted deeply.

Just say that you can't go to that kind of place, this is the underworld, but you still want to have sex here!I don't know what the origins of the girls in the tea house are, maybe they will be undead knights for a while.

Xu Zhiqiong left, and the jailer Shi Cheng went to the back hall to release the black dog's soul.

"Black Dog" raised his head and said, "My lord, to be fair, I've been sentenced here for thirty-two years, isn't it too unfair?"

Shi Cheng stretched out his five fingers and said, "It's thirty-seven years! You should have suffered for thirty-two years, but the running just now added another five years."

The black dog cried: "My lord, I am wronged! The master forced me to do this! Please review again, I don't deserve to suffer for so many years!"

Shi Cheng sighed and said, "Don't talk about it. After walking such a long distance, you should take a break here. I'll ask you later. This knife should be sharpened."

(End of this chapter)