Maoshan Judge

Chapter 89
At the moment when the imperial decree was issued, my heart was startled. There are really gods in this world. Doesn’t that contradict my atheism?I apologized and said: "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." The master glanced at me without saying anything, and stroked his mustache.

"By the way, master, are there really gods in this world?" I asked happily, but unexpectedly, the master gave me a look and said coldly, "Yes, but what does this have to do with you?" I know that the master is still angry about contradicting me, the master sat down in front of his computer desk, this is a good opportunity for me to behave, so I went up, knocked on the back of the master, and asked: "Master, are you comfortable?" ?” The master smiled, although on the surface he was a rigid old man, but he was kind-hearted.

"Master, why are you here as the King of Hades? Grandpa will be very happy if he finds out." Ban Zhuan said beside him.

The master scolded angrily: "No, you are not allowed to tell anything about me in the underworld, Xiao Gang, you won't tell me about me, right?" eye to eye.

He was obviously taken aback by the angry scolding, and timidly replied: "Yes, I see, Master."

"Oh, master, how could I tell about your old man." As the saying goes, Jiang is still old and spicy, which is absolutely true. After a while, I was defeated by the master's stern eyes.

The master then said worriedly: "You, I believe it naturally, there is no guarantee that Xiao Bei will not go out and talk nonsense, by the way, Xiao Gang, Xiao Bei, why haven't I seen him."

The master gave me a strange look, probably wondering why this kid started crying?

Tears flowed from the corners of my eyes, and I sobbed and said, "Master, stop talking about Xiao Bei, he is already dead."

"It's impossible. If he died, why didn't I receive his ghost here, and I remember that his lifespan is one hundred years old." The master said in surprise, and took out a book from under the desk. He flicked through the book of life and death in a panic, probably wanting to confirm it, but he was sweating a lot as he flipped through it, and said, "It's strange, why is there no information about Xiaobei here?"

"Master, don't look for it anymore, Xiaobei is already out of his wits." The brick sitting on the sofa looked at me for a long time, and after observing me, he said that there was no sign of continuing, so he said on my behalf, I really don't Have the courage to bring it up.

The master said regretfully: "Oh, it's a pity, a generation of Emei leaders is like this."

Maybe the master didn't have the heart to continue talking, so he changed the subject and said, "Oh, by the way, Xiao Gang, you must help me this time, the rules of hell need to be revised by you young people. "

"Master, it's too late. We came here just to save Xiaobei. Time is running out, so there's no time to modify it for you." I said anxiously, Xiaobei's body was only 3 days away from decay, and it would definitely be too late.

Unexpectedly, the master turned his head and said with a smile: "I think you still don't understand, one day in the sky, one year in the world, one day in the world, one year in the underworld, that means you can have three years, is that enough?"

I couldn't close my mouth in surprise, and said, "Really? Master? We really have three years?"

Brick's mouth was bigger than mine, but he didn't speak.The master looked at me sternly, and said, "Master still lies to you, do you still want to eat the chestnuts of the master?"

Ban Zhuan didn't understand, and asked: "Master, are there any chestnuts to eat in the underworld?" As soon as he finished speaking, I winked at him, hoping that he would stop talking, but it didn't help at all.

It's fine if Ban Zhuan didn't understand it, but he asked, "Uncle Grand Master, why are you winking at me?" I wanted to find a crack in the ground on the spot.

A terrible thing happened, and the master turned around again with a gloomy face, and said, "Okay, okay, if you want to eat chestnuts, I'll treat you to them." Chestnut, I touched my head in pain and found a raised bump.

Banzhuan smiled innocently and said, "Hey, it turns out that the chestnuts of the master are the same as those of grandpa." I was angry at that time, it turned out that Banzhuan already knew what the meaning of chestnuts was, and he was trying to embarrass me, okay? , I must take revenge on you kid in the future.

"Master, will this frightened person enter a ghost?" Ban Zhuan asked, and the master sighed, and said, "Yes, this person becomes a ghost after death, and a ghost becomes a ghost after death. , It's a pity for Xiao Bei."

"Master, can it still be saved?"

Unexpectedly, the master said categorically: "There is no way to save it. How did you get to this Nether Realm? Besides, the gate of the Nether Realm has been closed now, and the key is in the hands of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

"Then I must go?" I said with determination, and the master replied: "If you must save Xiaobei, you must enter the Nether Realm, and before entering, you must find Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, unfortunately He is no longer in the underworld."

"Master, where is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva now? Shall I go find him?"

"Where is he? How do I know? Who knows if he comes and goes without a trace, but Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made a great wish back then, vowing not to become a Buddha if the underworld is not empty. If you want to find Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, you must Empty the underworld is easy to say, but there are so many ghosts in this underworld below the eighteenth floor?"

The master said again worriedly: "Apprentice, it's better not to go. The people living in the Nether Realm are all huns. Do you know why these huns are locked in the Nether Realm alone? The ghosts of the Eighth Hell are much more vicious."

"Then, master, didn't the Jade Emperor want you to revise the regulations of the eighteen hells? Why don't we just abolish them all now?" I said on a whim, but actually felt inappropriate after I finished speaking.

"No, if those ferocious ghosts from the [-]th hell are sent to reincarnate, the world will not be turned upside down." The master shouted angrily again.

I walked to the sofa, sat down, and said very easily: "Isn't there still Mengpo soup?"

The master took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one for himself, and tossed one for each of us. It was a soft-shell Zhonghua with a red shell. Good smoke.

The master took a sharp breath and said: "Although I have forgotten the memory of my previous life after drinking Meng Po Tang, but the resentment is too heavy, just like some people in the world have lost their memory. , understand?"

I also lit a cigarette, thinking that what the master said was indeed reasonable, so I said: "Master, let's take a look at the rules of the eighteen levels of hell."

After the master heard this, he happily went to the bookshelf on the left, took out a rolled up painting, and took a long piece of paper beside it, and put the painting and paper on the computer desk. Some messy-haired ghosts were being tortured, and my scalp felt numb when I saw them. Some were boiled in an oil pan, and some were walking barefoot on the mountain full of knives.Anyway, it was horrible.

The master picked up the piece of paper and read: "Anyone alive who sows discord, slanders others, speaks glibly, argues with clever words, lies and deceives others. After death, he will be cast into the tongue-pulling hell."

The master pointed to the first picture in the painting, and motioned us to look at that picture. In the picture, this is a little ghost who opened the mouth of the visitor, clamped the tongue with iron pliers, and pulled it out, not all at once, but It's stretching, slow pulling

I nodded to express my agreement. Indeed, those people in this world should be punished, but Banzhuan said in a panic: "Master, you are going to be punished so cruelly for such a small crime?" It seems that Banzhuan must have a guilty conscience Yes, there must be something like this committed in Yangjian.

The master smiled and said: "Don't worry, it depends on the situation. If it causes great harm to the society, then it will be invested in this layer. If it is a thief or cheater, it will be punished on the reincarnation, and sometimes It depends on the merits and demerits."

After listening to the master's words, Banzhuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "So that's how it is."

The master saw that there was no objection, and then read on: "In the world, unfortunately, if a woman's husband dies early, she will be a widow. If you instigate her to remarry, or make a bridge for her, then you will die after death." He was thrown into the scissors hell." He pointed to the second picture in the painting, which was a ghost with white fingers spread out, and the little ghost was slowly cutting his fingers.

"Master, I object to this again. What kind of society is it now? Besides, there are many people who are mistresses for others. Otherwise, it will be changed to Yangjian. If a woman's husband unfortunately dies early, she will be a widow. If you force her to remarry, how about entering this scissors hell?" I expressed my point of view.

The master laughed loudly, took out a blank sheet of paper from under the desk, recorded my words in a "scratch" manner, and praised me and said, "Okay, you are indeed my good apprentice."

"Anyone who separates flesh and blood during his lifetime, and provokes discord between father and son, brothers, and sisters, will go to Iron Tree Hell after death." The master read again according to the paper, and pointed to the third picture in the painting. There are sharp knives on the tree, which are picked from under the skin of the person's back and hung on the iron tree. "Master just finished speaking, and Banzhuan and I both nodded in agreement.

We agreed on the steamer hell and evil mirror hell, but when the master read the copper pillar hell, I shook my head and said: "Master, you have to go to this hell after eating the meat of tortured animals? It must be overcrowded, right?"

The master said ashamedly: "Yes, I also feel that the old regulations are too cruel and inhumane, so the first thing I did after I took office was to report to the superiors that they want to change, but it was not approved until today."

I thought the sky had eyes?It's just like that, but the master has suffered. He can't disobey the orders from above, and he has to be angry with me.

So I said very gently: "Master, I'm sorry, then remove this item, and only leave the item of intentional arson or destruction of evidence." Written on white paper.

The next iceberg hell, oil pot hell, cow pit hell and others all agreed, and the master then said shamelessly: "The blood pool hell can be removed, but the previous one can't be removed. Parents, let’s reserve the point that crooked people will be thrown into the blood pool hell.” I nodded in agreement, and Brick was dozing off, maybe these cumbersome rules seemed like a sleepy bug to him.

I agree with the rest, such as the volcanic hell, the loss of public welfare, bribery, robbery, and arson. I agree with it. This floor is probably overcrowded.

After the master finished the new laws and regulations of the [-] levels of hell, he wrote "Unwritten clauses remain the same" below, picked up a tiger's head seal from the side of the computer desk, and tapped it hard on the paper. He said happily: "Okay, now I have to take it up and see if I can pass it?"

The master stood up from the chair, picked up the blank paper, went to an empty place in the hall and knelt down, and said, "The King of Hades has submitted a new decree for the eighteen levels of hell, please review it."

As soon as the master finished speaking, the white paper disappeared. It must have been taken by the people above. Not long after, the majestic voice from above rang out again, "Zun Zuo".

I didn't expect the people above to be really mysterious. They didn't even show their faces when they passed on the message. Then they looked at the computer and asked, "Master, don't you have a computer? Should you be able to use the computer to send it?"

The master stroked his mustache again, and said, "This is an important document, and the original must be used. Besides, my computer is not very good at using it." I looked at him contemptuously, thinking that this master is too stupid It hurts, as the majestic Hades doesn't know how to use the computer, he must play the games in it when he is free all day long.

"Teacher, are you really going to save Xiao Bei?" The master frowned and said, waking up the sleeping brick.

Pan Zhuan stood up straight in panic, and asked, "Ah? What? Master? What do you want to reward me?"

The master stared at the brick, walked over with a smile, and said: "Yes, the master is going to reward you, what do you want?"

"Ah? Master, what exactly do you want to reward me? Tell me quickly." Ban Zhuan's saliva had not been wiped off while he was sleeping, and there was another burst of saliva from his mouth. He would not think that the master would reward him with a beautiful woman, would he? ?

The master suddenly pointed at the fried chestnut on the head of the brick, and said: "I will reward you with a fried chestnut, how about?"

Banzhuan looked at the master inexplicably, and said, "Master, why did you hit me." He touched his forehead, which was like me, a big red bump, and I secretly laughed.

"Dozed off while doing things, do you think you should doze? This time I will teach you for my apprentice Zhong Shan." The master said sternly, and then turned to me: "Xiao Gang, are you really going to save Xiaobei?" ?” The master repeated the sentence just now, probably thinking that I didn’t hear it.

I resolutely replied: "Yes, master, I will save him even if I go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire."

The master nodded in satisfaction, and said: "Okay, you are indeed my disciple. If you want to save Xiaobei, then you have to go to the eighteenth floor of hell to reform those who are still being tortured. In addition, I will give you a mirror of evil for the master." , use this to reveal people's good and evil."

After he finished speaking, he took out a small mirror from his pocket. It was an ancient mirror, made of bronze, and there were eight hexagram symbols of gossip on the side of the mirror. Get up, there is a button behind the mirror, I know it must be a switch.

I took the mirror over, put it in my pocket, and said, "Master, we are leaving, take care of yourself." As he spoke, he glanced at the bricks full of grievances, and he seemed very unwilling to leave here, probably because The eighteen floors of hell are too terrifying, so that made him afraid?

"Can I not go?" Sure enough, Ban Zhuan was about to retreat.I grabbed the brick and said angrily: "You dare, if you don't go, I will ask the master to throw you into these eighteen levels of hell." To be honest, I am not afraid alone, but the brick As a disciple of Buddhism, saving the dead is definitely better than me.

The master shouted to the outside: "Come here." Two skinny servants came to the Hall of the King of Hades, knelt down and said, "What is the order of the King of Hades?"

"Take these two people to the eighteenth level of hell. I want them to go in and come out safely, understand? Otherwise, you are the only ones asking."

The two skinny errants had no choice but to agree submissively: "No." Only then did I notice that the errant on the left was very ordinary, except that it had no ears, and the other one had no nose.

"Please let me lead the way." The earless messenger said first, so we followed them out of the Hades Palace and walked to the eerie eighteenth floor of hell. The longer we walked, the more depressed I felt. This may be due to resentment.

(End of this chapter)