Hell Emperor

The winter is bitter and the sky is full of wind and snow.

Two figures, an old man and a young man, supported each other and trudged forward in the snow. The heavy snow soaked their knees, and the blood dripping from their robes drew a vaguely visible red line on the snow.

"Dad, hold on a little longer. When we get to Qingshi Town, there will definitely be a doctor there who can treat your injuries..."

The young man comforted the weak old man with a trembling voice. The old man's eyes were distracted, his hoarse throat was muttering, and he was no longer able to make any sound.

A sudden gust of wind blew past, and a tall and thin figure wearing a black robe appeared beside the young man and the old man, walking side by side with them. The strange thing is that both of them turned a blind eye to the dark figure and went on their way.

Indistinct sounds continued to come from the old man's throat. Seeing that the old man was holding his breath and unwilling to swallow, as if he wanted to say something but could not say it, the tall and thin black figure stretched out his arm as thin as a dead branch and patted the old man's back gently.

The old man, who had been so angry just now, suddenly had a rosy glow on his face, like a flashback, he pulled the young man and said: "Lin'er, leave me alone, I can't do it anymore... Your sister has separated from us, soon Go find her..."

After saying that, the old man fell to the ground. No matter how much the young man shouted, no breath came out.

The young man, whose face was full of tears, kowtowed three times to the fallen old man and let out a heart-rending roar: "Hengshan Bandit, I will kill you to avenge my father!"

The tall, thin black figure stood there until the young man wiped away his tears and ran towards the road without looking back. Then he took out a scrap of paper from his arms, leaned down again, reached out and patted the old man's forehead.

"The soul is back."

Following the whisper of the black shadow, the old man's eyes widened as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he suddenly got up from the ground.

The old man covered his heart with one hand. The fatal wound on his chest that had just made him miserable was now miraculously healed without a trace of pain. He raised his head and looked up at the tall, dark figure, with disbelief written all over his face: "Immortal...did you save me?"

"I'm not an immortal, I'm just a second-level ghost who seduces people. My name is Ye Jie, you can call me ghost Jie." The tall, thin black figure said calmly.

When the old man heard words such as seductive and ghostly, he immediately felt something bad in his heart. He lowered his head and looked around, but what he saw in front of him was jaw-dropping.

A corpse covered by wind and snow, already frozen stiff, lay quietly in the snow. The face of the corpse was clearly his own.

"So...I have..." the old man murmured.

Ye Jie was not surprised by his reaction. He raised the scrap of paper in his hand and recited aloud:

"Mr. Xia Shou, your life is over. The following is your life's merits and demerits."

"In the winter of the sixth year of Emperor Kaihuang's reign, I was born into a poor family."

"In the autumn of the ninth year of Daye, I met a beggar on the road. I gave him dry food and vacated a hut for him to stay in for ten days. I received fifty virtuous virtues."

"In the autumn of the eleventh year of Daye, I buried the corpse floating on the river alive and received thirty virtuous virtues."

"In the spring of the sixth year of Wude, I adopted a pair of abandoned babies as adopted children, treated them as my own children, raised them to adulthood, and received two hundred Yin virtues."

"In the winter of the third year of Zhenguan, I found a bag of broken silver on the roadside. I waited for two hours in the wind, snow and cold, and then returned it to the owner. Two of my toes were frozen to death, and I received a hundred virtues."

"In the winter of the twelfth year of Zhenguan, the village was plundered by thieves. He was caught in the heart-breaking clutches of the Hengshan bandit. He died of exhaustion while fleeing. He was fifty-one years old."

"In my life, I treat people and things in accordance with the way of heaven. I have gained seventy yin virtues from trivial matters. I have fifty yin virtues left in my previous life."

"A total of five hundred virtues."

After reading, Ye Jie put away the fragments of the scroll, and took out a black stone and a dead branch from his arms: "This life is over, now follow my soul into the underworld, climb the Naihe Bridge, step into the Well of Reincarnation, reincarnate, and continue the journey." Next reincarnation."

Ye Jie raised the black stone, knocked it on the ground under their feet, and took another step forward. This step actually spanned space and mountains and rivers, traveling thousands of miles. The wind and snow in the sky suddenly disappeared, and a lavender barrier suppressed the world. , appeared in front of the two people.

Ye Jie swung the dead branch. As the dead branch came into contact with the barrier, the barrier opened an opening the size of a person. He hit the ground with the black stone again and stepped forward. As the space changed, this time what appeared in front of the two of them was , is a dark city.

The tall underworld general stood on the city tower, as motionless as a sculpture. On the top of the city hung a huge plaque carved from white bones. On the plaque were engraved two ghostly characters: Hades!

"Dare I ask the ghost fairy...where is this place?" The old man still didn't understand the situation and asked repeatedly.

"I am not a ghost fairy. With my current state, I am still far away from becoming a ghost fairy. If other ghosts listen to this, it will inevitably make people laugh."

Ye Jie took the trouble to explain to him: "As you can see, this is the underworld, and the souls of all the dead will return here under the guidance of ghosts to prepare for the next reincarnation."

"Yin De is the only hard currency circulating in the underworld. As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind. If you have enough Yin De, you can make ghosts do anything. You can buy miracles that are not available in the mortal world. A rare treasure.”

Saying that, Ye Jie glanced at the old man: "You only have 500 yin virtues, which is not enough for an eighth-level reincarnation, let alone to drive ghosts. I think you can prepare a little, then follow me to the Naihe Bridge."

The old man swallowed hard: "What will happen after boarding the Naihe Bridge?"

"Climb the Naihe Bridge and drink Meng Po Soup, and you will be able to forget the past. All the memories of your life, all the love and hatred you have experienced, will disappear under the Meng Po Soup. Your soul will be completely renewed, and you will be reincarnated with peace of mind. Reincarnation." Ye Jie said slowly.

"How can this be done..." The old man suddenly became anxious, "I still don't know if my children are safe, and whether they have escaped the murderous hands of the Hengshan thief. How can I forget the memories of this life?"

"Yin and Yang are separated, your life is over, and worrying about human affairs like this will only make you more troubled." Ye Jie just shook his head.

With a plop, the old man knelt down at Ye Jie's feet regardless of the different looks in his eyes from the other ghosts:

"Master Guizha, I have nothing to ask for, I just hope to see my children again... It wasn't until my soul entered the underworld that I understood how precious the time I spent with them was in my heart. Didn't you say that Yinde is The currency of Hades? I will give you all my virtues, just asking you to let me see my children again..."

Ye Jie couldn't bear to see him like this, and sighed: "There is indeed a way to help you. The seventh day after your death is the moment when you have the closest connection with the world. On that day, I can take you Huayang Tuomeng will satisfy your wish to see your children again, but it will cost at least five hundred Yin De. "

Hearing this suggestion, the old man nodded his head, but Ye Jie changed his words and warned:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you want to be reincarnated as a human again, you need to leave at least one hundred yin virtues for the ninth grade reincarnation. If you use up all your yin virtues, you can only undergo an inferior reincarnation."

"What will happen if you are reincarnated as an inferior person?" the old man asked uneasily.

"Inferior reincarnations do not require the consumption of yin and virtue, but most of them will be reincarnated into lower-level creatures such as animals and insects. Even if they are lucky enough to be reincarnated as adults, they will be accompanied by rare diseases that are difficult to cure, or they may be born with deformities, and they may not survive to adulthood. "

After a pause, Ye Jie continued: "Mr. Yin virtue is not as good as being reincarnated as an animal. If you are reincarnated as a cow and work diligently as a farmer for your whole life, you can save two hundred yin virtues. Even if you are reincarnated as a pig and be slaughtered and cooked for people to eat, it will not be the same. Being able to win fifty virtuous virtues. The five hundred virtuous virtues you possess is a very precious asset, enough to ensure that you will be reincarnated as a human being for the next five lifetimes."

Ye Jie took a deep look at him: "If you want to seek my advice, I suggest you keep those precious virtues. Even if you don't use them now, you will still be able to use them when your soul returns to the underworld in the next life. Yours Didn’t I leave fifty virtues for you in my last life? Why should I cling to my relationship that has been exhausted in this life?”

The old man couldn't kneel down and begged: "Master Gui Cha, I don't understand what you are talking about. The only thing I know is that I really want to see my children again. Please, no matter how much it costs, Even if I have to spend all my virtue and be reincarnated as a beast, I will do anything as long as I can see them."

After understanding the old man's wish, Ye Jie stopped trying to persuade him and took out a dark token from his arms with the word "Jie" engraved on it.

"Do good deeds, form good relationships, and get good results. This is the principle of heaven and earth. Maybe your good deeds cannot bring you rewards for a while, but one day, they will become your help on the way forward. This is my ghost mission Order, with it, the demons and demons in the underworld will not trouble you. Come to see me here in seven days, and I will take you back to Yangtuomeng and return to the world."

The old man accepted the token and listened to Ye Jie's reminder: "You will stay in the underworld for these seven days. Don't let those lonely ghosts deceive you of your evil virtues."