I, the Judge of the Underworld, Will Determine Life and Death with a Piece of Paper!

　　And above their heads, a huge stone smashed down from the sky and smashed into the stone mortar.

　　In an instant, flesh and blood flew.

　　Hundreds of little ghosts instantly turned into flesh.

　　Zhang Changsheng and Tang Changfeng had never seen such a scene before.

　　I just felt the crotch of my pants getting wet, and I rolled my eyes, and I fainted.

　　But Tang Tianbao was a ghost general who was killed in the sea of ​​blood.

　　He resisted the discomfort in his heart and poured a ghostly energy into the hearts of both of them.

　　The two people were awakened.

　　Zhang Changsheng shouted wildly as soon as he woke up.

　　"Don't sue, don't sue! Lord Wang, I won't sue!"

　　"Please, I know I'm wrong, I don't ask for anything else, I just want to die quickly! I just want to die quickly!"

　　At this moment, compared to enduring this torture, Zhang Changsheng still hoped that he would die sooner and be more comfortable!

　　But Wang Yifan snorted coldly, his face like an iron face.

　　"Since you've handed a yin, how can you sue if you want, and withdraw if you want?"

　　He raised his foot and stomped lightly on the scorched earth of Chung-Au Hell.

　　"Where is the lord of Chungshu Hell, come and see me soon!"

　　With this light drink, the entire tsunami hell shook.

　　A big-bellied ghost with slender limbs but a big belly rushed over from the stone pound.

　　He came to Wang Yifan and fell to the ground without saying a word!

　　"Little official with a big belly, I don't know that the Shangguan of the Yin Division is coming, and I have lost a long way to welcome it. I hope you forgive me!"

　　Looking at the big belly ghost kneeling on the ground, Wang Yifan's eyes narrowed slightly.

　　Don't look at the slender limbs of this big-bellied ghost, it looks like a starving death that has eaten Guanyin soil.

　　But the ghost and resentment in him are far more intense than the green-faced ghost.

　　Wang Yifan secretly said in his heart: 'Sure enough, the further you go to the depths of hell, the more powerful the ghost officials will be! '

　　Think about it too, if it weren't for the strong ghost energy, how could these ghost officials be able to control the evil ghost!

　　Wang Yifan knew that the King of Hell was better than a little devil.

　　The more you deal with such a hellish little official, the more you can't slack off.

　　I saw Wang Yifan's gloomy face, and asked like an iron-faced judge.

　　"Pot-bellied ghost, let me ask you, the evil ghost I was sent to hell yesterday, the living Yama, can be in your prison."

　　Wang Yifan's words were repeated word by word, and each word was like a symphony of gold and iron.

　　Killing intent Ling Ran.

　　The big belly ghost originally had some ghost thoughts in his heart, and wanted to test Wang Yifan, the new boss.

　　But when I heard this, I didn't know why.

　　There was a chill oozing from the bones.

　　He hurriedly kowtowed like pounding garlic.

　　"Reporting to your lord, living Yan Luo Mengkai is in my prison."

　　Wang Yifan nodded!

　　"Bring him here! I want to judge!"

　　"Little official, obey your orders!"

　　The big-bellied ghost sang a name, turned into a flesh and blood and flew into Mount Ususan.

　　In the blink of an eye, he flew back with a big ghost.

　　"My lord, the criminals have been brought here by Yan Luo Mengkai, and I'll wait for the lord to ask for punishment!"

　　At this time, I saw what the living Yama looked like at this time.

　　The faces of the people couldn't help but change color.

　　"How could this living Yama become like this?"

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Chapter 71

　　I saw that the living Yama at this time was like a pool of mud, and his muscles and bones were broken.

　　Don't say stand up.

　　Just lying on the ground, like mud.

　　The most frightening thing is not these.

　　But this living Yama was full of teeth marks and flesh and blood, as if someone had bitten off his flesh and blood from his body.

　　See the living Yama like this.

　　Wang Yifan frowned.

　　"How did this living Yama become like this!"

　　I heard Wang Yifan's question.

　　The big-bellied ghost couldn't help shaking, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

　　"Don't be surprised, my lord, it's not because the little officials used lynching indiscriminately, it's because this living Yan Luo Mengkai is guilty of monstrous crimes in the world, and the soul of hell sees him going to hell, so he has to eat his flesh!"

　　"The villain alone can't stop the raging public anger!"

　　As he said that, he knelt on the ground, flicked his wrist, and actually held out a chopping board from the ground of the smashing hell. On this chopping board, there were hundreds of bundles of black bamboo slips.

　　He handed the bamboo slip to Wang Yifan and said.

　　"Look, my lord, this is the blood book written by the ghost who died in the hands of the living Yan Luo Mengkai!"

　　"There are a total of one hundred and eighty-eight volumes!"

　　Seeing these bamboo slips, Wang Yifan couldn't help frowning.

　　There is an ancient idiom called: "There are too many books to read!"

　　It means that a person's sin is difficult to write even after cutting down the green bamboo in the mountains.

　　Looking at it now, this living Yan Luo Mengkai is not only a ghost in a ghost, but even when he was a human being in the world, he was a person who did many evils.

　　Wang Yifan took out a scroll from the bamboo slip with a calm face.

　　When I opened it, I saw what was written on it.

　　[The Meng thieves surrounded Chen County for a hundred days, and there were still no crops in the Kanto region. People were hungry and leaned against the walls. The thieves captured people and ate them, killing thousands every day.The thieves have a pounding village, hundreds of giant husks, and people will be crushed in a mortar, and the bones will be eaten! 】

　　This text is only more than fifty words, but every word is like blood.

　　Capture and eat, kill thousands a day!

　　Hundreds of gigantic scorpions, raw and smashed in a mortar, combined with bones and eaten!

　　This is killing people for food, the great evil of ancient times!

　　No wonder the evil ghosts in hell want to eat the flesh of Yama, this is just to pay for Meng Kai's sins in the world!

　　At this time, even a character like Wang Yifan couldn't help being furious!

　　He gritted his teeth and said: "It turns out that this living Yama really doesn't call himself, you Meng Kai really deserves this name!"

　　Hearing Wang Yifan's questioning, the living Yama, who was lying on the ground like mud, still laughed wildly with disdain.

　　"Hahaha, I sit in a sedan chair carried by sixteen people, and sleep on an ivory bed inlaid with gold. How much glory, how much wealth, how many women, how many women, and how much wine and meat have been eaten."

　　"Even if I die this time, it's worth going to hell!"

　　The perverted thief, Living Yama, has long been unconcerned about life and death, and it can be said that he is immortal.

　　"Worth it?"

　　Wang Yifan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was filled with murderous intent.

　　He opened the bamboo slips handed by the pot-bellied ghost one by one, picked up the red pen and started annotating.

　　"Destroy the family, destroy the family, kill people for food, and after death, they will enter the hell of the mortar, and be trampled by the mortar [-] times!"

　　Thieves robbed, bullied the good and the weak, and after death they were cast into the hell of a frying pan, where they were fried [-] times in hot oil.

　　"Murdered the living, tortured the common people, and after death, he went to the Niu Pit Hell, and was trampled [-] times by tens of thousands of oxen!"

　　"Fornication and captivity..."

　　......

　　Accompanied by Wang Yifan's sentencing.

　　His voice grew louder.

　　It shook the whole hell to the point of overturning the sea, and the mountains rumbled.

　　In the void, volcanoes erupt, and sulfur is everywhere.

　　The ghosts of hell looked at the sky reddened by the volcano in horror.

　　They all looked suspicious.

　　"What kind of evil spirit is this that made the Shangguan Yinshi angry?"