Above the gray fog

In the corner of the underworld, those who died together due to disasters supported each other on the road to hell, some comforted each other, and some shed tears silently. Whether they were heroes in the past or ordinary people, they all turned into souls at this time. Face the rules of the underworld equally.

Lin Shan found Xu Shi. Today, he is still the judge of the Yin Law Department, and his status has not changed. The four major judges are the highest positions in the underworld today. The ten palaces of Yama and even the five ghost emperors have not appeared. The rules operate naturally, and Lin Shan cannot interfere in the slightest.

"Lin... Pioneer?" Xu Shi was wearing a judge's uniform at this moment, stamping his feet and spinning in circles in front of the court.

Thousands of souls in the hall have blocked the entire Judge's Hall.

"Are you still alive?" Xu Shi greeted in a tired voice.

"He's still alive. Let's not talk about this in advance. Let's talk about the underworld. How is the underworld? Can these ghosts be dealt with?" Lin Shan asked straight to the point.

"The number of souls is not a matter. Not to mention hundreds of billions of souls, even trillions of souls can be accommodated by the underworld, because the rules of the underworld rely on these souls to gradually become stronger. In just a short time, just There are hundreds more rooms in the Judge's Hall, and hundreds of meritorious people have been canonized as temporary judges. As long as there is enough time, these souls can be dealt with. The most difficult problem to deal with now is to deal with the aftermath of these souls. After that, how should we send them to reincarnation? If they are allowed to stay in the underworld for a long time, there is a high chance that they will become evil ghosts. At that time, the only option is to enter the lower hell." Xu Shi shook his head as he spoke. As a judge of the underworld, his expression rarely changes at this moment.

"That's why I'm here. I fought against the regulators before. Aren't there many extraordinary beings who have used the underworld to return to their souls? There are even extraordinary beings from foreign races. Do these souls still have a chance to return to their souls?" Lin Shan asked.

"It was possible before, but not now. The underworld does have the ability to bring back the soul of the deceased. Because the rules of the underworld are incomplete, we can use some loopholes to bring back the soul of the deceased, but there is a prerequisite, the life of the deceased must be returned. It has not been exhausted. Now these civilians who have died in disasters have come to the end of their lifespan. This is the calamity they were destined for. If their lifespan is exhausted, there is no possibility of their souls returning. At least we judges are not yet able to let them Resurrection from the dead.”

"I remember that the underworld seems to have functions and can modify the life span at will." Lin Shan asked again.

Xu Shi explained, "Indeed, there is a corresponding price to be paid to modify the life span at will. Even if you can afford the price, you still need the corresponding power. If you want to modify the life span at will, you must be at the level of the Ten Palaces of Hell. Officials, but the highest official in the underworld is the judge. Now that so many people have died, the underworld may have more meritorious officials, but it should be impossible to give birth to the King of Hell..."

"Yes." Lin Shan nodded slightly and continued to ask, "If I take the human race out of here, will hell be affected?"

"Probably not. The rules of hell will continue to operate as usual. The human race's hell is not simple."

"Is that so..." Lin Shan said to himself, this hell was opened by the pioneer Si Zhennan, so it is normal to be different from other hells.

"Well, I'll leave first." Lin Shan nodded slightly, not planning to stay here any longer.

"Huh?" Lin Shan looked behind Xu Shi and raised his eyebrows lightly.

Si Yin, who had been ignored by him, was standing there. No, this was not Si Yin from the Zhulong Ring!

It was Si Yin who used to often sit under the locust tree. She must have left the human race, but she didn't expect to meet here again.

The two Si Yin are still independent individuals, and Lin Shan is a bit confused.

Sitting in Xu Shi's seat, he picked up the judge pen next to him and wrote something quickly on a blank piece of paper.

"Shh..." Lin Shan made a silent gesture to Xu Shi and silently walked behind Si Yin.

[In the darkness of the abyss, the fire of creation ignites. ]

[God said there should be light, but this light is not pure and clear. ]

[With this light, it absorbs sin, burns the heat and pain, and creates hell,]

[The devil dances on the molten river, and the devil mourns in front of the tombstone. ]

[The souls of sinners are like worn copper coins, being recast over and over again in the furnace of purgatory. ]

[In pain and despair, they seek dreams of redemption. ]

[Hell, the abyss of evil deeds, the prison of sin, redeems all living beings with the language of fire. ]

[May those lost souls awaken in suffering,]

[In the suffering of hell, wash away the dirt of the world. ]

[Let this hellfire be more than just punishment and destruction. ]

[It also becomes a source of purification and a beacon that illuminates the way home. ]

"Can you understand?" Si Yin suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Shan. In the dim light and shadow, her eyes seemed as deep as the abyss.

Lin Shan shook his head with an almost instinctive calmness, "I don't understand."

"This is what he wrote. You may know it later." Si Yin smiled, his smile was like the rising sun, and there was a trace of unbreakable longing in the curve of his lips.

"Si Zhennan?" Lin Shan asked softly.

"Well, the hell here was transformed by a ray of fire brought from the abyss. It is not a simple hell. It was left to the human race, or in other words, to you." Si Yin tapped the table gently, as if It was playing a silent piece of music. The writing on the white paper was like a frightened butterfly, flapping its wings and floating up, then turned into nothingness, as if it had never left any trace in this world.

"Give me a fairy seed. You should have a lot." Si Yin stretched out her hand, her white jade-like palm facing up, the emptiness and darkness in her eyes seemed to be able to swallow all the light, staring at Lin Shan.

Lin Shan found a cloth bag with fairy seeds in it. He vaguely remembered that this was distributed by Si Zhennan to the pioneers. He had two copies in his hand, and Huang Ying's copy was also in his hand. The seeds had been dormant in his hands for a long time. Although he tried to plant them, he failed every time.

He took one out and handed it to Si Yin.

Si Yin took it, opened her mouth and swallowed it gently, reminding, "This is not the correct way to use the fairy seeds. I did this to extend the time of consciousness. I did something I shouldn't have done before. This is backlash."

"Yeah." Lin Shan nodded slightly, did not respond, and waited for her next words.

"This hell is what he left for you." Si Yin stood up slowly, "But your heart has never truly returned to the human race, and is filled with loneliness and confusion. He has been in this state, and I have been in this state too. Strong individuals will all have this state."

"But we will eventually go home." Her voice was low and powerful, "because home is the root, the essence of human nature, and the root of genes."

"Now, the time has come. You begin to accept the human race, no longer regard it as a shackle, and no longer reject fate. It's time to hand over this hell to you. I hope you can make good use of it and fulfill his vision. Follow me." Si Yin said as he walked down, and the souls on both sides made way.

After Si Yin left, Xu Shicai in the hall came back to his senses from his daze and murmured, "Where are the people? Why did they suddenly disappear again..."