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The night was dark, and a gloomy and dilapidated palace.

Although it was early summer, the temperature in the palace was extremely low, and there were pits of water on the muddy ground, and there were ice in the water.

A few green lanterns floated around the hall, making the hall look extremely green. At the edge of the green light, there were copper pillars, chains, iron hooks, knives, axes, saws, and other torture instruments. On the copper pillars were a person with a bruised head hanging all over the body. On the chains hanging in the air were several heads and pale skeletons, swaying and collide in the darkness, making a rustling sound. The ghost shadows and ice-cold breath were added to the hall, and an extremely gloomy and terrifying aura was emitted.

There was a huge bronze cauldron in the center, with vague flames burning inside. Under the dim green lanterns around, the flames emitted a gloomy green light, making the entire hall look even more gloomy and terrifying, as if they were in hell.

Three bloody ancient seal characters from the Hall of Yama hanging directly above the main hall.

Under the plaque of the Hall of Yama Hall was a big black case. Behind the case was a big black chair, a middle-aged man wearing a black black suit and a white-faced face sat on the big chair with a majestic expression.

With the clamor, the cowhead and horse face dragged a man in an official robe into the hall with chains like a dead dog, and then threw the man into the cold mud and water with a thud.

"Wake him up!" said the middle-aged man sitting on the big chair in a cold tone.

"Crash~" As a basin of water with white smoke poured on the man, under the stimulation of the biting ice water, the man lying in the mud twitched violently for a few times, then slowly looked at his eyes, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a scene that made him so scared that he was afraid of his heart.

"Ba~"

Seeing the man awake, the middle-aged man wearing a crown picked up a gavel on the desk and asked in a row with a majestic and low voice: "Who is the one who is holding today? Why do you still alarm me?"

The weird man in white clothes and white hat holding a mourning stick bent down and reported: "Report to King Yan Luo, this person's name is Yan Le..."

"Bold, a mortal dared to steal the title of my king and quickly throw himself into the Jiuyou Cauldron to refine his death!" King Yama was furious.

The weird man in black and black hat holding the book quickly said in a hoarse and low voice: "King of Yan Luo calms down, this person is called Yan Le or not Yan Luo!"

King Yama was then angry and looked at the weird man in white clothes, white hat and long tongue and said, "Bai Wuchang, let's straighten his long tongue when he speaks in the future!"

The strange man in white clothes and white hat twitched his face a few times and said as if he was holding a ball of dough in his mouth, "It's... King Yama, this person is a warden in the world, but he was extremely guilty and killed hundreds of people. I received reports from the ghost soldiers guarding the Reincarnation Tower for several months that a large number of people who had not yet died were strangely killed and were wailing day and night, unwilling to be reincarnated, disrupting the law of reincarnation. After investigation, I found that everything was caused by this Yan Le, so I detained his soul and listened to the king's disposal!"

"Ba~ Bold!" King Yan Luo was furious, and the gavel in his hand slapped hard and stood up. "As an official in the world, Yan Le actually committed such a heinous crime, killing hundreds of man-made disasters that have not yet ended. My underworld law, how should he deal with it according to the underworld law?"

"According to the law of the underworld, Yan Le should be punished by the eighteen levels of hell. This person secretly created a document to change the world and deceived the emperor and did not follow the emperor. This person should go to the tongue-pulling hell and pull out his tongue. This person has a wife in his family, but he still humiliated the slaves and daughters outside. This is two sins. He should go to the scissors hell to cut off his yang roots. This person is Zhao Gao's son-in-law, but he secretly suspected that cursing was unfilial, and this is three sins. He should go to the iron tree hell and endure thousands of knifes to cut him into pieces. This person killed hundreds of innocent people and created wronged souls to disturb the cycle of reincarnation. This person should go to the mirror of evil and reflect the true form, and then he will not be reincarnated as a human being. This person slanders, frames and insults others. This person should go to the steamer hell and steam for 7749 years. This person secretly killed officials from the Ministry of Justice to conceal the truth. This is six sins. He should go to the copper pillar hell and tied it to the copper pillar and burn it with the nine-nine earth fire for 9981 years..."

Hei Wuchang held the book and read out Yan Le's guilt in an extremely hoarse and low voice that made people confused.

At this time, Yan Le seemed to have not yet completely woken up from the stimulation of the ice water after suffocation, and looked at the gloomy and strange scene in front of him with a dull expression.

"Snake~ Enough!" The King of Hell became even more angry. The awe-in-law in his hand smashed heavily on the desk and interrupted Hei Wuchang's words, "So many evils, don't use judgment, just use the eighteen torture instruments in my Hall of Yama torture. Be sure to grind his three souls and seven spirits into ashes!"

"Yes!" Hei Wuchang closed the book and turned around and ordered: "Cow head and horse face, drag Yan Le into the scissors hell, and cut off his yang root first!"

"Crazy~"

Yan Le, who was lying on the ground, felt his neck tight and was lifted up by two monsters again, and then dragged it into the darkness in the mud and water covered with ice.

"Give me your life~Give me your life!" Feeling the threat of death again, Yan Le grabbed the chain with both hands and let out a shrill wail.

"Haha, such a great sinister, how can I spare you? I will not torture you for five hundred years and will not vent my hatred in my heart~"

"Bang~" Yan Le was lifted up by the bullhead and horse's face and smashed heavily on a cold copper platform. Then a ghost with a ferocious expression walked over with a handful of scissors that were one-meter long.

The ruined palace, huge copper tripods, floating green light, terrifying torture instruments, the king of hell in the underworld, black and white impermanence, cow heads and horse faces, ghost soldiers, wronged souls, eighteen levels of hell, cold and miserable, ghosts and wolves howling, and the broken skeletons around them were dragged onto the cold and cold copper platform. Looking at the ghost with grim smile and cracked to the back of the neck, Yan Le's mind completely collapsed, his body trembled, and a stream of yellow urine sprayed out from his lower body.

Niu Tou and Horse Face locked Yan Le on the copper platform, stared at her fist and two big eyes and shouted: "Execute the punishment, cut off the sun first!"

A ghost soldier holding a sharp knife appeared in the darkness and cut his crotch with a sting.

"Click~"

The ghost soldier holding big scissors raised his hands and snipped his hands. Yan Le couldn't see it. He only saw a stream of blood squirting up and a sharp pain in his lower body. He suddenly let out a scream like a pig killing, and he fainted when he saw a dark look in front of him.

"Spray cold water~" With a low shout, another pot of cold ice water poured on Yan Le. A few minutes later, Yan Le opened his eyes again and saw the ugly faces of the cow head and horse face, which were still ferocious and terrifying, and were still those two pairs of dead eyes that were as big as fists.

"Continue to execute the punishment and cut off your ten fingers!" Hei Wuchang's hoarse and low voice sounded as if it was coming from the Nine Nether Hell.

"Crack_Crack~" The ghost soldier waved his scissors again and cut one of Yan Le's hands.

"King Yan Luo, please spare me! Those people are not what I want to kill, it is Zhao Gao... Zhao Gao instructed me not to kill me... Don't kill me..."

At this time, Yan Le finally woke up by the severe pain in his lower body. The horror scene in front of him, coupled with the story told by the old man in Yinyue Pavilion, his mind was completely occupied by fear. His head was shivering violently with mud all over his body, and his face was already distorted and pale so that he could not see any normal human shape.

"Stop~" King of Hell waved his sleeves, then slowly walked to the edge of the copper platform, looking at Yan Le locked on it and asked coldly: "What are you telling the truth?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's the truth. Zhao Gao arranged for me to do all this. I... I was afraid, but I dared not to go!" Yan Le was like a drowning man suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw.

"According to the report of the ghost soldiers, Ma Boyuan's family of 34 died in Dai County, but Zhao Gao arranged for someone to do it?" Hei Wuchang asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, Ma Boyuan was indeed Zhao Gao who found someone to assassinate him. He... He asked me to collude with the officials of the Ministry of Justice and the Yanmen County Magistrate to secretly modify the migration order, tricked Ma Boyuan's family into Dai County and then killed the wilderness of throwing the body!" Yan Le nodded vigorously.

"Yongpo's family was also killed by Zhao Gao?"

"Yes, Yongpo's family was moved to the north, used a fake migration order to trick him into the barren mountains and killed him, and then threw him into the valley!"

"Where is Tong Jing's family of eighteen?"

"Cao Kun's family of twenty-five..."

"They... they are all... they are... Zhao Gao instructed people to kill them!" Yan Le was so frightened that his soul collapsed.

There were seven or eight of these killed people, and they were killed in different places. Yan Le thought he was doing it seamlessly and was very hidden, but it only took two or three months to investigate the situation in the underworld. Therefore, he had a broken mind and only nodded desperately.

"Look at the Book of Life and Death and I!" The King of Hell reached out to take the book handed over by Hei Wuchang, glanced at it and said, "Yan Le, I see that your life and death have not ended. You shouldn't die, but you have done so many evil deeds. If I don't kill you, Ma Boyuan and Yongpo, a total of 179 people, will not be reincarnated. Now the King of Japan will give you a chance. If you explain all the things that Zhao Gao had done to murder these people clearly, I will put this sin on Zhao Gao's head and detain him to the underworld to endure five hundred years of torture and torture for you, and you can return to the world to live for a few more years, are you willing?"

"I'm willing!" Yan Le nodded vigorously, and his neck was bleeding from chains.

"Okay, then let's talk quickly, don't miss a single trace. If you hide it a little, you will suffer with Zhao Gao!"

"King of Yama is above, the villain will definitely not dare to hide it at all!"

"Come here, please serve me!" The King of Hell waved his sleeves and returned to the big case and sat down.
Chapter completed!