In the Punishment Office, ghost energy lingers, the light is dim and red light is filled with red light. A series of roars of evil ghosts fill the surroundings, making people feel creepy and make people feel cold on their backs.

In front of the Thirteenth Fried Cauldron, Yang Xuan sat upright on it, and on his right hand, there were a thick stack of judgment documents.

Below, a huge fried tripod was located here. The mixed oil inside it rolled, contained laws, and was entangled with karma, which was terrifying.

The dead souls were carried by Zhang Yu and others and threw them into the fried cauldron. The dead souls all roared shrillly and were filled with sorrow.

"Next!" At this time, Yang Xuan spoke, and he reached out to pick up the fried documents beside him and began to read them.

"Li Wenliang was the top scholar during his lifetime and was a life-long official, but he was corrupt and abused the law. He was fed to the dam and cut corners when supervising the construction of the dam.

This caused the dam to collapse, more than 100,000 people to be displaced, tens of thousands of creatures were flooded by floods, and they were in vain and were in vain. They were extremely guilty and were sentenced to a trip to the oil pan."

Yang Xuan's face was cold, holding the judgment document in his hand, and said with a trembling voice.

Below, the dead soul looked pale. He looked up at Yang Xuan and shouted: "I am guilty. I should put the oil pan. So many people died because of me. Even if I go to the eighteen levels of hell, I will have no regrets, but I have not filled my own pockets. That's not me."

Li Wenliang's soul was very excited, and he said hurriedly: "I can put the oil pan, but please ask the ghost to clear my innocence."

"If you were innocent, you would have been cleared in the world. Why should you have such a disaster?" Yang Xuan said, "Blast!"

"No! I don't agree, I don't agree! Ah... Your Majesty has already restored my innocence. Why do you still say that I am full of my personal pockets and are corrupt and abused the law? Ah... hot..."

"Pull it out!" Yang Xuan's face narrowed and he suddenly looked at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu was shocked and hurriedly took action, snatching Li Wenliang's soul out of the fried cauldron.

At this time, Li Wenliang's breath was weak. He looked at Yang Xuan and said weakly: "I am guilty. I should put the oil pan, but I am innocent. I have never been corrupt and abused, and I am full of my personal pockets. I was framed."

Yang Xuan looked at the weak Li Wenliang. He just said that when he was in the world, the king of a country had already returned him to his innocence. Why was he still sentenced to a boil in the underworld?

If Yang Xuanduo had ignored it before, but now that Empress Pingxin has handed him over the important tasks of the underworld, he will have the responsibility to take care of the matter.

Intuition told him that something was wrong with this.

Generally speaking, if a person’s fault causes others to die in vain, although there is a mistake, the sin will not be fried.

It is the soul of the evil spirit that enters the evil department, and no one is a sinister and extremely vicious person.

But Li Wenliang doesn't seem to be that kind of person. Although he is the supervisor, he is obviously cheated.

Once a creature enters the underworld, what he does in his life will be produced, and all good and evil will be manifested. It is impossible for the judge of the underworld to make a mistake.

Unless, intentionally misjudgment!

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan's face turned gloomy.

Is there really a judge in the underworld who dares to deliberately misjudgment? This is to violate the Yin law.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan stood up, walked to the depths of the Office of Punishment and walked towards the hall.

"Please take this soul first!" Yang Xuan gave in and left with the verdict.

Deep in the Punishment Office, in the main hall, Ji Mo sat upright inside, looking through some judgment documents.

Suddenly, the door of the hall was pushed open, and a figure surrounded by yin energy pushed the door into the door.

"Thirteen Frying Officer?" Ji Mo quickly stood up and bowed to Yang Xuan.

Although Yang Xuan is nominally his subordinate, who dares to regard him as a subordinate and always respect Yang Xuan as his master.

"Si Junye."

"Don't dare!"

"Please help me see which judge this document?" Yang Xuan handed the Chinese document to Ji Mo.

When Ji Mo heard this, he quickly opened and watched.

"Thirteen Frying Officers, this was judged by the Sixteenth Judge of the Seventh Division."

Yang Xuan frowned slightly. He couldn't figure out who it was. He looked at Ji Mo and said in a low voice: "Take me there."

"Thirteen Frying Tubes, we are the Punishment Department, that is the Judicial Department, what are we going to do?" Ji Mo said in confusion.

"Don't ask so much, just take me there." Yang Xuan said.

"good!"

As they said that, the two left the Punishment Office.

Yang Xuan was uneasy. If he guessed it was true, the matter would be very serious.

In other words, some people in the underworld are taking advantage of their positions to act in arbitrary and unremitting manner.

Although this is a small matter for the entire underworld, since it can be discovered by Yang Xuan, it is obvious that such things are definitely very common in underworld.

If the ghosts and gods in the underworld act indiscriminately and oppress the dead souls, the luck of the underworld will be lost. If it is not rectified, one day, the luck of the underworld will be lost and there will be no more rise.

The luck that is done is nothing more than the luck of heaven and earth, and the merits and vows of sentient beings.

If the underworld persecutes the dead souls and persecutes it, it will harm the harmony of the sky, and the fortune of the heaven and earth will inevitably tilt, which will be harmful to the underworld and will not be beneficial.

Over time, a disaster will surely lead to a great disaster.

Time passed little by little, and the two of them walked in a hurry. At this time, they had arrived in front of a huge yamen.

This yamen is very large and majestic. Its ancient and simple plaque is engraved with five big characters from the Seventh Division of Judgment.

Yang Xuan could not imagine that if such a solemn yamen would have such a dirty thing inside.

There are many courts in the yamen, and this huge yamen is the yamen of the Seventh Division of Judgment.

At this time, a judge sat on it in a hall in the yamen.

He was wearing an official robe, an official hat, and showed majesty on his face, and his whole personality was extraordinary.

This person is the Sin Junye of the Seventh Division, Tan Guan, who is the judge of the Seventh Division.

At this time, a ghost came quickly outside the hall and said respectfully: "Mr. Si, punish the evil Si Ji Mo for your acceptance."

"Ji Mo?" Tan Guan frowned, he looked down at the dark cat and said, "He's the only one?"

"right!"

"Let him in."

"yes!"

The ghost retreated. Not long after, Ji Mo walked in from outside the hall. He nodded to the side and then entered the hall.

Yang Xuan was following him, but as a fairyland, he didn't want others to see it, they couldn't see it.

"Justice Ji Mo Sijun, what's the point of doing when I come to my Judicial Office today?" Seeing Ji Mo, Tan Guan said slowly.

"Tan Guansijun, I want to see you judge a judge in the Seventh Division."

"Which judge?"

"The Sixteenth Judge of the Seventh Division!" Ji Mo spoke.

Upon hearing this, Tan Guan's eyes flashed undetected. He looked at Ji Mo and slowly said, "I don't know what Ji Mo Sijun is asking for him?"

"There may be some problems with this document, so I'll check it with him." Ji Mo looked at the Chinese document and said slowly.

"Haha, Ji Mo Sijun, are you too rigorous?"

"Be more rigorous, you must be in a position, and you dare not be careless." Ji Mo said solemnly.

"Haha!" Tan Guan chuckled, looked at Ji Mo with a meaningful look, and then said to the outside of the hall: "Go and call the Sixteenth Judge."

"As for order!" Outside the hall, a fool left quickly.

Yang Xuan stood quietly on the side of the hall. His breath was converging, and no slight wave was heard, and he watched quietly.

Tan Guan looked at the shadowy back of the fool who left and said indifferently: "Ji Mo Sijun, I wonder what is wrong with this judgment document?"

"Misjudgment!" Ji Mo said in a deep voice.

"Misjudgment?" Tan Guan sneered, "Ji Mo Sijun, are you doubting the ability of my Judgment Department?"

"Let's talk about everything when the judge responsible for this judgment document comes here." Ji Mo spoke, then waited quietly.

Tan Guan's face was gloomy. He really couldn't figure out that the dignified Si Junye would have traveled from the Punishment Office to the Judicial Office for a judgment document of the dead soul.

This is unreasonable!

Who would be so bored? Isn’t it all the judgments that should be judged, and the punishments that should be punished, and each should take advantage of their own merits. Is it necessary to care so much?

Tan Guan didn't know that he met Yang Xuan this time. If it were someone else, he might really not care.

I have already issued a verdict, who will still be idle and overturn the case? Is it necessary?

Not long after, the sixteen judges came. He entered the hall with a slouching bow to Tan Guan first, and then looked at Ji Mo.

"Sixteen, this Si Jun from the Punishment Department has objection to this judgment document, please explain it." Tan Guan said.

"Yes!" After hearing this, the sixteenth judge quickly took the document from Ji Mo, swept his eyes and then closed the document.

"Si Jun Ye, this document is fine. Li Wenliang is unforgivable and should be punished by the oil pan." said the Sixteenth judge.

"Can you use this person's Yin Dictionary to see?" Ji Mo said.

Upon hearing this, Tan Guan and the little judge both changed their expressions.
To be continued...