Emperor of the Underworld

Chapter 103

Sang Jianfei stood next to the little Hu, and looked at the people coming and going in a hurry after salvaging his body, feeling a little confused.

Looking at the almost transparent body, Sang Jianfei fell into a long silence. It turns out that ghosts really exist in this world!So, is it corresponding, there will be ghosts and ghosts?Thinking of the things he did before his death, even though he is a ghost now, Sang Jianfei still started to feel chills behind him.

"Hey, let's go." At this moment, a cold voice sounded from his ears, and he turned his head suddenly. With a scream of "Ah!", Sang Jianfei took three steps back in fright, and turned around while clutching his chest. Just want to escape.

"Hmph, for thousands of years, no ghost has ever escaped from me, Fan Wujiu!" Fan Wujiu, who was wearing a black uniform, sneered, and then untied the lock from his waist. Throw the soul chain into the air. To deal with such low-level ghosts, this kind of low-level magic weapon is the simplest and most effective.The soul-lock chain also lived up to expectations, and shot towards Sang Jianfei in an instant, and then wrapped it tightly like a giant python catching its prey, binding Sang Jianfei tightly.

"You, you, you are black impermanence" Sang Jianfei said fearfully, looking at the ghost messenger in black top hat and black filial piety in front of him.

"Hey." Hei Wuchang glanced at him, then opened his mouth with a wow, and showed his long blood-red tongue, "Ah!" Seeing this horrifying scene, Sang Jianfei was startled. His legs were so weak, if it wasn't for the soul chains that kept him standing still, he might be scared to the ground now.

"It's been a long time since I played this game of scaring ghosts, quack, it's really comfortable to use." Fan Wujiu put away his long tongue with a little bit of saliva and said with a sinister smile.Immediately, he grabbed one end of the soul chain and glanced at Sang Jianfei, who had the word "heavy punishment" stamped in black on his cheek, sneered and led him to dangle and slowly float in the void.

The night was gradually getting dark. After Fan Wujiu looked at the moon in the sky, he reckoned that it was already midnight, that is to say, twelve o'clock now, and then he took out a dark and simple impermanence token from his bosom. Looking at the void, he said: "The great way is damaged, the way of heaven is unfair, I enforce the law impartially, and issue orders, the door of hell is closed, open!"

A huge city gate suddenly appeared in the void, with three powerful characters "Ghost Gate Pass" written on it. Immediately afterwards, the ghost energy slowly diffused from a gap in the huge city gate.

Sang Jianfei stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of him, and his heart was incomparably shocked, that desolate feeling soaked through his whole heart in an instant.

"Hey, let's go." Fan Wujiu said with a sneer as he pulled the soul chain.The body floated up gently, and the bound Sang Jianfei then slowly rose into the void, and then disappeared into the gate of hell together with Fan Wujiu.

Just like the gate of ghosts, ghosts become ghosts in the true sense. The first thing they see is the winding and uneven Huangquan Road. Fan Wujiu leads Sang Jianfei all the way silently. Jianfei knew that the guy he was holding was killed by me through the book of life and death when the two big black seals were stamped on Jianfei's face. Well, according to the previous statement, Judge Cui had already determined that this guy had committed too many evils during his lifetime, so he directly sentenced him to a penalty without going through one procedure.But now, Hei Wuchang and Fan Wujiu smiled wryly. He hadn't contacted him for such a long time, and he was afraid that he had been killed by Emperor Qi Tianrensheng... Thinking of this, Fan Wujiu felt a little sad in his heart. I have been friends for thousands of years, according to the calculation of the underworld, it has been a million years!Hei Wuchang knew that Judge Cui had encountered an accident, but other ghosts and ghost soldiers didn't know it. Seeing this seal, he naturally thought that Judge Cui had already approved it, so he didn't ask other questions, and just followed the procedure. .

Both sides of Huangquan Road are full of tender and tender Bianhua flowers. Looking around, the fiery red flowers are like bright red carpets, which are a bit incompatible with the desolate and cold atmosphere of the ghost world. The cool breeze reached Sang Jianfei's nostrils. Even though he was a ghost now, Sang Jianfei could still feel the unusually fragrant flower fragrance.However, with the inhalation of the fragrance of flowers, those memories of the past came slowly like a tide, those happy, sad, innocent, beautiful, greedy and sinful memories gradually filled Sang Jianfei's heart, torturing his fragility soul.

Death is not the end of life. After receiving the trial of the underworld, the dead souls are handed over to the ghosts to be responsible for management according to the trial. The reincarnation of the reincarnation and the punishment of the punished are all so just and selfless, and there is no human touch.

"Help, help, I'm dying so badly." Walking through the long Huangquan Road is the Wangchuan River. All the ghosts in the river have faces of suffering and misery. It can be seen that Fan Wujiu is walking behind him. Sang Jianfei was frightened and worried about his future even more.

In fact, his guess was not wrong at all. The Division of Rewards and Punishments never paid any attention to the ghosts who had been stamped with severe punishments. The first prison, Tongue Pulling Hell, followed by Scissors Hell, Iron Tree Hell, Nie Jing Hell until No.18 Hell, Knife Saw Hell. You have to go through each domain. You know, the first prison is based on 3750 years in the human world. One day, the 30th is January, and December is one year. The sinner must serve 12 years in this prison (that is, 1 billion years in the human world).The second prison takes 135 years in the human world as a day, and the sinners have to serve their sentences in this prison for 7500 years (that is, 2 billion years in the human world).The sentence of each subsequent prison shall be increased by two times the sentence of the previous prison as the base.Calculated in this way, the sentence to the 540th prison is equivalent to more than 18^2.310 years in the human world.Sinners fall into it, and the pain is beyond description.This is what the folks often say, "If you enter the eighteenth hell, you will never be reborn!" The eighth hell, tsk tsk, how many Hunyuan immeasurable kalpas is this?

After a long time, Fan Wujiu led Sang Jianfei to the door of the judge's mansion. Sang Jianfei looked at the sign posted on the door, "Three generations of the Yang Dynasty, you can do good and evil; through the ages, who will be let go by the underworld" Couplets, I have been speechless for a long time, if I knew today, why bother?
Thinking of the evil things he did before his death, Sang Jianfei had a bitter expression on his face, knowing that he was probably a candidate for severe punishment, but what he never expected was that the black impermanence in front of him sent him to After the magistrate's mansion was handed over to a ghost guard, the ghost guard didn't even lead him in, and walked away directly.

Looking at the magistrate's mansion that was gradually going away, Sang Jianfei felt that something was wrong. Could it be that the ghost in front of him led him to the Hall of Hades for trial?But it doesn't seem like it, why is this getting more and more remote?

"Master Guicha, here, where are we going?" Finally unable to hold back the nervousness and doubts in his heart, Sang Jianfei asked anxiously in a low voice.

"Hmph, where do you go?" The ghost guard who was walking in front sneered and looked back at the ghost with the stamp of "heavy punishment" on his face and snorted coldly, "Of course I will lead you to the [-]th floor of hell."

"What!" Hearing this sentence, Sang Jianfei couldn't help exclaiming loudly: "Isn't this a punishment yet? How can you take people to the eighteenth floor of hell casually? Isn't this dereliction of duty?"

"Dereliction of duty?" The ghost guard who was walking in front sneered, then stopped, pulled out the ghost head from his waist, and cut off Sang Jianfei's face, regardless of Sang Jianfei's screams!

"Isn't this all punishment?" Throwing the bloody face on the ground, Sang Jianfei saw the word "heavy punishment" on the left side of his face!Regardless of the pain, he quickly asked what was going on.

"The penalty has already been issued, so you don't have to think about it anymore, hum, it's useless to think too much." I didn't pay any attention to Sang Jianfei, and after picking up the face on the ground and pasting it on his face, no matter how Sang Jianfei yelled, They stopped talking, and led Sang Jian to that hell with a cold face

As he got closer and closer to hell, the pain, howling, screaming, and the sound of the ghost cursing the instrument of torture, all of these deeply stimulated Sang Jianfei, but it was too late to say anything now.

"Here, I'll leave this to you." After the ghost messenger handed over one end of the soul chain to a dark soldier on duty, he looked at Sang Jianfei coldly, turned and left.

"You can't do this! You can't do this" Sang Jianfei's voice gradually disappeared in this long and deep area
(End of this chapter)