After entering the city, Tang Qian had not waited to say anything, the guide said first: "Don't cause trouble. It's actually a broken rule for me to bring you here instead of going directly to the six realms of reincarnation."

She wasn't even ready to wait for Tang Qian to speak, and said, "Normal people who suddenly appear in the underworld are usually called wandering souls. The underworld itself has a path to the human world..." The more she spoke, the less her voice was, because Tang Qian's eyes lit up.

The guide hurriedly said, "You can't go back from that road. It is a huge magic trick, a phantom of a treasure. Perhaps it existed when the four realms were created. It can lead the souls between heaven and earth, and be devoted to it here, and then pass the judge's judgment, or enter the eighteenth level of hell, or pass the previous fate and be reborn... The magic trick can only go out but not enter from the beginning, let alone walk through such a long distance between the underworld and the four realms..." The guide said as he said, it seemed that he was about to cry: "And if you walk from there, the judge will definitely punish me."

Tang Qian shrugged: "Where are you going to take me now... You can't see the judge."

The guide nodded: "The judge usually judges judges the souls of the world. If you have time to have free time, I will ask him what should we do from the living cliff you mentioned."

Tang Qian's heart moved: "Don't you know?"

The guide said, "I have just been doing this for a few years."

Tang Qian asked, "How many years?"

The guide turned his fingers and said, "It's been about three hundred years." She then thought about it again: "Maybe it's three hundred and one year, I can't remember it very much."

As they spoke, they walked on the streets of Fengdu, the real four-way world. This place was really just an extremely peaceful town, there were no too high pavilions, nor too prominent buildings. But from a distance, at the center of Fengdu, there was a huge funnel-shaped formation, and the entire formation emitted dazzling light.

"There are only three kinds of souls here. The first is the souls in the world that are routinely taken by that passage, and the second is from many channels, which may be outside the four realms, or maybe some Jedi. They do not walk through the huge funnel, so they cannot appear directly in front of the judge. I usually go to recycle them, that is, wandering souls."

As he walked, he said that many people around him were looking at this strange face. Tang Qian found that the people in the underworld had several very obvious characteristics, such as pale skin, a very similar set of clothes, and eyes without eyeballs.

"What about the third type?" Tang Qian asked.

"The third type is wild ghosts. This kind of souls that must suffer in hell. After breaking free from the constraints, they rush around. Generally speaking...one day..."

Tang Qian found that the ground under his feet suddenly raised, and then a thing that could not even be called a "human" emerged. Its body was tied with iron chains and had several circles around its neck. Its bones were as thin as fire, without eyes, with very long limbs, and sharp teeth all over its mouth. There was a faint red light below the hole where it drilled out.

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The guide said calmly: "Three or five times are certain."

Tang Qian originally wanted to say that the public security in the underworld was not very good, but he had no time to say it!

Because this wild ghost who is neither human nor ghost has approached, it seems to have smelled something and pounced straight at Tang Qian-

Tang Qian had no sword in his hand, but raised his index finger and middle finger together, stretched out his finger and pointed it at the monster's chest and abdomen. He clearly looked ordinary and Tang Qian's magic power was greatly suppressed in this underworld, but Tang Qian's hand easily passed through the monster's body.

"Ah, if you are eaten by a wild ghost, I will seem to be scolded by the judge. I was thinking about waiting for the guide who specializes in catching the wild ghost." The guide said afterwards, and Tang Qian couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Soon afterwards, people from the underworld came here and took away the seriously injured wild ghost.

Tang Qian asked: "If you don't do good things during your lifetime, you will go to the 18th level of hell?"

The guide nodded.

"If you enter the 18th level of hell and it will take a long time to go, then you will become that way?"

The guide nodded.

"The Eighteenth Level Hell..." Tang Qian wanted to ask, but was interrupted by the guide.

The guide said with certainty: "You will never want to know what is in those hells, you will definitely not want to know."

Tang Qian had no choice but to shrugge and follow her to the funnel formation, next to a single-family yard, with many such yards around.

"This is where 'Judge Cui' is. He should be in the office, so let's go in and wait." The guide said. Tang Qian naturally had nothing to say. He felt a little illusory. He lived and came to the underworld.

When he walked into the place where Judge Cui was, Tang Qian saw a huge table. Naturally, there was a huge chair next to the huge table. There was a short old man sitting on the huge chair. This looked very funny in comparison.

Tang Qian didn't dare to laugh. This was a judge. Although there were monks in the four realms, they did not fear ghosts and gods, but they still had to fear death.

If ghosts and gods are not revealed, monks in all directions are heaven, but monks are humans and will eventually die.

Then Judge Cui seemed to have seen nothing and said slowly: "Make a pot of tea for me."

Next to him was a monk in the underworld dressed as a guide. She hurried over to make tea. Judge Cui said again: "The fifth prisoner today is interrogated!"

A light came from the hanging funnel formation in the sky, shining on Judicial Cui’s desk, and an illusory light and shadow were kneeling on the ground.

"Who are you?" asked Ms. Cui.

The light and shadow said, "Little man--"

Before he finished speaking, Ms. Cui said, "I think you have killed fifty-three people. It seems that even the thief of Jiangyang cannot kill so many people. I think you can go to the second level of hell to be honest and put into the oil pan."

The man hurriedly said, "Sir, Lord Judge, I

Actually, there aren't so many people killed-"

Judge Cui said curiously: "Oh? It seems that there is another hidden truth? Let me tell you."

The man was about to say that the guide who had just gone down to make tea came back. Judge Cui raised his hand directly, and the light and shadow immediately closed his mouth: "No need to say it, I guess you are an executioner, and killing is a sin. You don't need to say it, I don't want to hear it. I was going to let you make the oil pan for two years, and I'm going to have tea." He waved his hand again, and the man disappeared.

Then Judge Cui took a huge "tea cup" larger than his hands and sipped a few sips.

Tang Qian and the others just waited like this, but they didn't expect to wait for a full half hour.

The teacup in Judge Cui's hand seemed to be too late to drink.

Tang Qian couldn't help but whisper to the guide: "How many prisoners will be tried in a day?"

Before the guide was able to speak, Judicial Cui said, "Five, so today I have completed what I have to do." After he said that, he sighed: "I have met all mortals, and it is interesting to meditate monks. A monk has achieved success in his practice until his death. How many people do you think he can kill? It will take half a day for them to count this one, and we all review five people. I only use half a day every day, and they review monks until late at night." Judicial Cui stretched.

Tang Qian said nothing, but what he said was the truth. When monks fight with heaven and earth, people will also fight with each other. The final result is that monks will definitely kill countless times in their lives. Tang Qian believed that he was not a person who killed indiscriminately, but he still had some lives on his hands.

After waiting for about half an hour, Judge Cui finally put down the teacup and asked, "Little guy, what are you doing here?"

Tang Qian could naturally see that Judge Cui was speaking to the guide around him.

The guide said: "I picked up this wandering soul today. He said that he was not a wandering soul, a living person, and he was also a living person who fell from a cliff."

Judge Cui glared at him, then looked at Tang Qian, and after a while, murmured, "It's really a living person." Then he suddenly began to murmur: "How many years ago did this living person come to the underworld? Ten years ago? No, no, no, it should be a hundred years, how many hundred years is it? I'm not sure, what should I do if someone comes?"

Tang Qian hurriedly said, "There is another person who is a woman transformed from a fox."

Judge Cui said, "Do you want to go back?"

Tang Qian said: "Natural."

Judge Cui said: "This is not in line with the rules."

Tang Qian asked: "How is it considered in accordance with the rules?"

Judge Cui pondered for a while: "I can't say it." He saw that Tang Qian was about to have an attack and added: "Basically speaking, it is to see what you can do to the underworld. If you can do something that is very troublesome for us, it is not impossible to go back to the living... Let me check it first."

With a casual wave, he found a page of translucent paper on his hand, floating in the void

Above the sky, Tang Qian felt that his eyes were already pretty good, but he still couldn't see the text on it clearly.

It's like a feeling that you know that you can't read any of them even though you know that they are some words.

This is the Great Dao. If Tang Qian does not follow this Dao, life and death, and fate, it will be difficult to see the words above clearly.

Judge Cui could clearly understand it. He said: "The underworld also needs to do things according to the rules. This is a projection of the book of life and death. Your life is not over, which means that your life should not be over. Then you meet the most important premise of returning to the world - the rest is..."

Tang Qian said, "That's what I'm going to do."

Judge Cui nodded: "I'll say a few things first. If you can do something, just say it."

Then he spoke the first thing, and Tang Qian thought that Judge Cui was a very joking old man.

"The treasures of the Underworld's Life and Death Book are spiritual, and they travel around the void by themselves. The huge underworld is only projected by countless life and death books, and there is no one in ten powers. If you can communicate it back from the Underworld's "Tongtiantai" through your own magic power, it can be considered a great achievement. I think you can even make a small request to us, or a few small requests, in addition to returning to the four realms by yourself."

Tang Qian saw that Judge Cui looked serious, not like a joke, and asked seriously: "What are small requirements?"

Judge Cui said: "Just find a few people who should have died, and those who have died of life are considered to be fine. There is no problem with serious loss in life. You can take them back to the living room."

Tang Qian was even more sure that he would never be able to do this.
Chapter completed!