Wuxia: Plays Qin Shi Huang at the beginning

Chapter 218 Prefecture

When Zhang Jishou opened his eyes again, there was a deep darkness in front of him.

There was nothing empty around, and he couldn’t help but wonder, what was this place? Why is he here?

Just as he was wondering, a minotaur appeared, his huge head and strong body could not be compared with a small body like Zhang Jishou. He still holds a steel fork in his hand, and he looks majestic.

Zhang Jishou took two steps back in fright.

Immediately after, a horse-headed man appeared next to him, looking quite a god, carrying a chain with a cold light.

Anyone can see that these two things that suddenly appeared are not people, and Zhang Jishou is a master of immortal cultivation who knows that standing in front of him are bull heads and horse faces, high-level Yin soldiers in the prefecture.

“You, I…” Zhang Jishou trembled a little, so frightened that he couldn’t speak.

He is alive and well, why did he suddenly see the bull head and horse face? Isn’t this something that only dead people can see? Could it be that he was dead? This can’t be!

“Zhang Jishou, your yang life is over, we have been ordered to detain your soul into the prefecture!”

The bullhead said first.

His voice was very thick, and when the words fell, Ma Mian stepped forward and fastened the chain on Zhang Jishou’s body, and the cold touch made Zhang Jishou shiver.

“Nope! I’m not dead, don’t hold my soul, I’m not dead yet! I’m not going to the prefecture! ”

Zhang Jishou struggled to break free of the chain, turned around and ran.

I don’t know what the reason is, his cultivation in the Golden Pill Period can’t be exerted at all, and at this moment, he is floating around like the ghost of an ordinary person, but he can’t escape this piece of nothingness.

“Don’t waste your efforts in the territory of the City God, obediently follow us to the prefecture to report, otherwise you will look good.”

Seeing that Zhang Jishou was disobedient, the bull head raised the steel fork and hit it, causing Zhang Jishou to scream.

He almost felt like he was about to lose his soul! He couldn’t stand such pain, so he obediently stopped his movements and followed the two away.

“Two uncles, I’m not dead at all, you must be mistaken!” Zhang Jishou said with a bitter face.

“Presumptuous!”

“Shut up!”

The bullhead horse face did not listen to him at all, and directly pulled him into the prefecture.

At the junction of yin and yang, a majestic archway stands, with three big characters on it: Ghost Gate Closed!

This is the only way to enter the prefecture, and there are ghost soldiers guarding both sides, and the investigation is very strict.

However, with the detention of the bull head and horse face, Zhang Jishou walked directly over without any interrogation.

After passing the ghost gate pass, it is Huangquan Road.

The endless sea of suffering spreads to the end of the line of sight.

Several long avenues leading to the other side were suspended in the void, and many numb-looking ghosts lined up on them.

On both sides, there are also ghosts whipping constantly: “Hurry up!” Let me go! Hear no! Past! ”

There are some ghosts who keep the spiritual platform clear crying that they have been wronged, or crying that I am not dead…

“Go!”

The bullhead horse face pulled Zhang Jishou, who was stunned to watch this scene, into another long road.

That road was few people and empty.

“This is a passage built by the prefecture for immortal cultivators, so you don’t have to squeeze and queue with them.”

Ma Mian said with a smile.

Zhang Jishou was afraid to say the wrong thing, so he didn’t dare to say it again, but just obediently followed.

After walking for about an hour and a half, after passing the Wangxiang Platform, Zhang Jishou came to a magnificent and majestic hall.

The minotaur sent him here and left.

In the entire hall, only Zhang Jishou stayed here alone.

Even though he was a cultivator in the Golden Pill Stage before his death, he couldn’t help but be terrified in such a gloomy place, and his body was constantly trembling.

After all, he was also dying for the first time.

After a while, he was about to sneak out quietly, when he suddenly saw two teams of ghost soldiers rushing in, neatly lined up on both sides of the hall, and the cold and shiny armor exuded a strong ghost aura.

“

Zhang Jishou! “、

A majestic and familiar voice came from the ears.

Zhang Jishou turned his head sharply, and suddenly found that the originally empty seats in the hall were sitting at this moment.

A benevolent man in a red official robe sat on it, his body was terrifyingly coercive, and Zhang Jishou estimated that it was at least a cultivation of the Earth Immortal Realm.

“

Song Emperor? Zhang Jishou blurted out.

He didn’t understand why Zhao Zhen, who had been dead for a long time, appeared here!

“Daring, don’t kneel down when you see Emperor Song!”

A ghost soldier shouted angrily, and at the same time raised his foot and kicked him to the ground, and Zhang Jishou obediently knelt down.

“I am no longer the emperor of the Song Kingdom, I am now the Song Emperor, one of the ten halls of the prefecture, and many living souls have to pass through my hands to go to the Naihe Bridge to drink Meng Po soup and reincarnation.” Zhao Zhen said kindly.

Although he reported his frightening identity, he did not mean to show off, and he was completely stating a thing peacefully.

“

Emperor Song…. The Ten Temples of Hades…”

Zhang Jishou knelt on the ground and muttered, a little foolish.

He couldn’t figure out what was going on, his head hurt!

“

Zhang Jishou. I know that you did some ungrateful deeds when you were alive, and it stands to reason that I will send you to hell to be punished so that you can be reincarnated!” ”

As soon as Zhang Jishou heard this, he was frightened when he boarded, and quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed and said: “Emperor Song spare your life!” “Because he did do some ungrateful things when he was young, he is a thief at the moment, and he has not yet been forced to confess to recruit himself.” Emperor Song spare his life! For the sake of me doing a lot of credit to the Great Song Kingdom, you will spare me! Zhang Jishou said with a series of kowtows.

“It was watching you do a few good deeds while you were alive and saved a lot of people that gave you the opportunity to speak to me. Otherwise, if you are directly declared your sin, you will be punished in hell. Zhao Zhen said: “Now with merit to offset, you will go to reincarnation with thirty big boards!” ”

Zhang Jishou wanted to say more, but Zhao Zhen disappeared.

The two ghost soldiers directly pressed him to the ground, holding the merciless stick of water and fire and crackling and hitting him thirty big boards.

He almost passed out from the pain, but fortunately he persevered and did not lose his soul.

After doing all this, the ghost soldiers escorted out of the main hall and went to the Naihe Bridge.

Under the bridge is the endless Forgetting River, and the banks are full of fiery red flowers on both sides.

There is also a small stall at the head of the bridge, and an old woman stands in it to work.

Meng Po soup.

After drinking Meng Po soup, you will forget all the memories of this life, step into samsara, and start again.

Looking at Meng Po in front, Zhang Jishou was very frightened.

After drinking Meng Po soup, he lost his identity as an immortal cultivator and became an ordinary person from then on, and he was unwilling!

Several people in front of him did not want to drink it, but Meng Po’s voice seemed to have magic, and after speaking, they obediently scooped Meng Po soup and drank it.

There were also two people with sad expressions, and without Meng Po saying anything, they scooped Meng Po’s soup and drank it.

There were not many teams, because most of the ghosts were waiting for interrogation or punishment in the Dead City and other places, and soon Zhang Jishou took their turn. He turned to run, but saw two majestic ghost soldiers, and he knew he couldn’t run.

I had to take Meng Po’s soup and drink it reluctantly.

The moment he drank Meng Po’s soup, he also recalled the moment before he died….

The two ghost soldiers pressed him with a wooden expression, and pushed towards the six reincarnations…. He is about to be reincarnated as a human being again.

Everything in the prefecture was already in order, and Zhu Houzhao looked at all this secretly and nodded with satisfaction.