For everyone, the underworld has a curious exploration**. I used to have it, which is stronger than anyone else, because I have been in this business and have been full of endless imagination about the underworld. But as I enter and exit the underworld again and again, my buddies become more and more afraid of this place and hate this ghost realm more and more.

Although the underworld is trying hard to keep pace with the world, it still cannot remove the feudal habits. From the evil forces of Mr. Feng to the stupid and trusted slander of the Chief Executive, it is undoubtedly a microcosm of the history of the feudal dynasty. The rich noble ghosts are getting richer, while the poor ghosts are getting poorer. The widening gap between the rich and the poor leads to the resentment of ghosts, which is why they are used by Tan Qing and his group of evil ghosts and a revolutionary movement breaks out.

In the end, the poor are still the poor, and they are eventually suppressed. They take out a few scapegoats to send them to the Holy Realm or penetrate into the Three Realms and Five Elements, and they have no chance of reincarnation.

What is most annoying is that our ancestors made great contributions to quelling the riots in the underworld, but what benefits did they bring to our Xi family? Grandpa Taizu was sent to the Northeast Woshi, and my brother was wanted by the whole world.

Is this the cause and effect? ​​Doing good deeds will not be rewarded. In fact, what my buddies should have long woken up. Isn’t there a saying that “a good person will not live long, and it will harm you for a thousand years”? This is what it means.

After walking through this familiar Huangquan Road and wading through the boundary river that once sang "Let us roar up our oars", we arrived at Jiuyou Street, which made our noses sore. I haven't come for a long time, but it's still gray and hasn't changed.

Two ghost messengers carried us eastward, and I felt like we were going to the Niliwan Water Prison. Looking back, Master Qi and Master Eight were gone, I might be in a hurry to report the message to Judge Cui, hoping that they could come up with a way to save us soon. The ancestors didn't know if they could come out of seclusion and gave us some food. I feel a little hungry now.

"Do you think our ancestors know we'll come?" Shen Bing asked me in a low voice.

"I must know." Master Qi and Master Qi knew it, how could he not know?

"We might as well let our ancestors ask for mercy and be ghost slaves, so let's serve him."

Shen Bing is still thinking about good things. His ancestors are not ghost servants with fame and fortune. The ghost slaves are definitely not going to be assigned to him. Besides, we are grandparents and grandchildren, can they make us happy?

"Why don't you speak?" Shen Bing urged me with a sad face, as if he was worried about the ghost slave.

I sighed and said, "I was wondering, how is our bodies going now? Don't be sent to the crematorium into the stove, otherwise you can only stay in the underworld in the future."

When Shen Bing heard this, he immediately waited for his big eyes and shouted, "Yes, yes, I left in a hurry just now, and forgot to inform Chen Gulong and ask him to protect our bodies."

Her voice was quite loud, and a ghost immediately followed the conversation: "You can't go back!"

We turned our heads together and saw that the guy who was talking was a small way. He floated up to me with a smile, without looking at me. He looked at Shen Bing in a lustful way and said, "Xiao Niu, I have greeted the Management Office of Rewarding Good and Punishing Evil. You will go to the Night Travel Mansion to serve me in the future, so that you will never want to go back to the world again. Hehe, hahaha!"

This bastard opened his mouth and smiled, revealing his big yellow teeth. It looked so naughty and disgusting. My buddy really wanted to spit into his mouth and let him swallow a stinky dog ​​shit. Ah, I was so angry that I was confused. How could my buddy do it? It's his second uncle, I'm spitting well, and it's not. But no matter what, I'm not right, so I won't mention this anymore, the more I trace it, the darker it gets.

"Wow..." Shen Bing retching, frowned and cursed: "Get out, I feel disgusted when I see you!"

Xiao Luzi was not angry either and said with a smile: "When you get to my bed, you won't be disgusting." After saying this, he suddenly looked behind us and disappeared.

As soon as he left, Master Qi and Master Qi rushed over and stopped us. Master Qi held a token in his hand and said to the two ghost messengers: "Under the order of Judge Cui, these two ghost messengers will be sent to the inn for a temporary stay. The two will personally take care of them and wait for the delivery."

When we heard this, Judge Cui did not forget us. It was definitely 120 times better to stay in an inn than to live in a water prison.

The two ghost messengers looked at each other, and one of them said worriedly: "Master Qi, we are from the Management Office for Rewarding Good and Punishing Evil. We are under the control of Judge Xiao and Judge Wu. You use Judge Cui token to order it. This is probably inconsistent with the rules, right?"

The Management Office of Rewarding Good and Punishing Evil was originally merged into one part, one was the Reward Good and the Other was the Punishing Evil Department, which was managed by Judge Xiao and Judge Wu. Later, the Underworld reformed and the Management Office was able to integrate the Department of Domestic Affairs, and merged the two departments into one part, and were jointly managed by the two judges.

Judge Cui was in charge of the Inspection and Management Office. At that time, the two departments were merged, but Judge Cui had a higher status in the underworld than the other three judges, and he could be said to be the chief judge. Generally speaking, the other three would give him enough face if he said anything.

But the two ghost messengers didn't buy it. They probably got the advice of Judge Xiao and Judge Wu. No one listened except for the orders of both of them. It was a tragic thing and he had to go to the water prison.

The Eighth Master looked angry and was about to speak but was stopped by the Seventh Master. The two brothers nodded to us and went in a hurry again. Nodded to show that we would not worry and would not suffer any pain.

But when I arrived in Niliwan and entered the water prison, the seventh and eighth masters never showed up again. I was forced to go there. This broken place was not a place for people to stay. I was confused again. The underworld was not a person, but now we are ghosts. When I thought of the word ghost, my nose was sore and I almost cried.

Niliwan is a water bay in the middle of the Forget River. There is only one pier to send ghosts into the water prison. There is nothing. The vast river water adds infinite sorrow in the heart. The water prison is under the river. You can be a ghost without breathing, but it is very stuffy and feels suffocating. But it is so stuffy that it can't die of depression, making you feel in pain.

The scene in the water prison is similar to the ancient prison in the world. There is a walkway in the middle and cells on both sides. Dead ghosts are floating in it, looking at us two new ghosts with ferocious faces. In this kind of place, except for water ghosts, they are comfortable, especially hanged ghosts. They all died of suffocation during their lifetime, and now they are being held in suffocation. Not to mention how miserable it is, these ferocious looks are probably caused by being held in.

The prisoner ghost was kind-hearted and asked us to live in a cell. Later I found out that because the underworld was still a little unstable recently, some ghosts who should go to hell were not sent away, and the water prison could not accommodate them, and only one cell was left.

After we entered, the jailer ghost got locked and left. It was estimated that the jailer ghosts were all from water ghosts. Shen Bing grabbed the iron pillar and pulled it a few times, but didn't move at all. I thought to myself, so the iron pillars used in the water prison in the underworld must be made of metal and iron that cannot be interrupted by ghosts and gods. Otherwise, I would have seen that several of these ghost prisoners were evil spirits. If we say that they were much more powerful than us, they would have escaped long ago.

The water prison is damaged because the floating power is too great, and even if you are a ghost, you cannot sink to the bottom and gain a foothold. If you want to sleep, you just lie back and float in the air. This is the water bed.

I just lie down and feel comfortable, but Shen Bing pulled me up and pointed at the cell opposite. After a closer look, there were three dead ghosts in the room opposite, staring at us with stubborn faces.
Chapter completed!