I said, "My lord, my friend is injured, please show me your grace and let him sit in a chair."
Judge Cui was a little impatient, looked at me, and said, "Come on, give him a seat."
Two little ghosts brought the chair up, and I gently placed Tang Mingli on the chair. Most of the blood scabs on his face had fallen off, and he was about to heal soon.
"My lord, I have checked. One of these two people is named Yuan Junyao and the other is named Tang Mingli. Yuan Junyao originally had a lifespan of thirty-six, and Tang Mingli had a lifespan of eighty-two, but both of them are monks now. , based on their current cultivation, Yuan Junyao's lifespan is 120 years old, and Tang Mingli's lifespan is 180 years old."
Judge Cui nodded, with a bad expression on his face: "Isn't the Tongyou beast dead? Why are there monks coming to the underworld? I am tired of these monks the most. Not to mention disturbing the order of our underworld. You caused me a lot of trouble, and caused me to be scolded bloody by Shidian Yama."
He turned his head to look at me, his eyes became very unfriendly, and I secretly said in my heart: It's too bad!
Sure enough, Judge Cui said: "Yuan Junyao, Tang Mingli, I already know about your affairs. As cultivators in the mortal world, you don't practice in the mortal world, but you come to our underworld to make trouble. According to the rules, beat each of them to thirty board, and rush back to the mortal world!"
Judge Cui hates ascetics, but after we entered the underworld, we didn't hurt any ghost soldiers, and the crime is not serious. What's more, if there is a chance in the future, ascetics may become immortals, so they can't afford to provoke them. It is inevitable that in the future, I will create a powerful and noble enemy for myself. Generally, when encountering a monk, as long as he does not commit a serious crime, he will not be sentenced to death.
But the boards in the underworld are different from the boards in the world. For the boards in the world, no matter how many boards you hit, it is drizzle for a monk, but the killing stick in the underworld is a magic weapon. After thirty boards, it is certain that the butt will bloom , the most exaggerated thing is that when women are beaten, they have to take off their pants. When I think of my body being so naked in front of all the ghosts, my face completely changes.
I can't say that I came to find someone, it would be bad if An Yi was involved.
I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists, thinking about the chances of winning with Tang Mingli.
At this moment, a voice said from behind: "I'll take her thirty bills for her."
I turned around and saw Tang Mingli standing up. His face was pale, his lips were black and blue, there were blood scabs on his face and hands that had not completely peeled off, and his voice was a little weak.
"Mingli, are you awake?" I happily supported him, "Don't be brave, come on, sit down!"
He pressed my hand, glanced at me, his eyes were full of tenderness, and said, "Don't worry, I can protect you."
I felt distressed and worried, and said angrily: "Who wants you to protect me? If you are injured like this, you will die if you get hit by a board."
He said: "What is this little injury? I have experienced even the most serious injuries. Isn't it just sixty years old? I want to see if I can be beaten to death."
"Don't be brave!" I grabbed him and whispered in his ear, "Let's find the right opportunity and escape."
A gleam flashed in Tang Mingli's eyes, and he walked forward slowly. Judge Cui said, "He is a man of love and righteousness. Well, I'll make you happy. Come on, give him sixty blows!"
The ghost messengers swarmed up, raised their tridents and were about to knock him down, and I also quietly took out the white flute, ready to do it.
At this moment, someone shouted outside the door: "No fight!"
Then, a man wearing an ancient blue straight gown ran in. This man looked like an aide, with a handsome appearance.
As soon as Judge Cui saw him, a smile appeared on his face, he got up and cupped his hands, and said, "Mr. Yang, what brought you here?"
The staff member quickly came to his side, leaned into his ear, and whispered a few words. I wanted to use my spiritual sense to find out, but I didn't dare to do it easily.
Judge Cui's expression changed after hearing this, and he said in surprise, "She is really..."
"It's absolutely true." Mr. Yang said, "It's a good thing I came in time, otherwise you would have made a big mistake."
Upon hearing this, Judge Cui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Thank you Mr. Yang for saving your life."
"You don't have to thank me." Mr. Yang waved his hand and said, "I'll just take him away."
"Of course, of course." Judge Cui nodded quickly, then Mr. Yang came to us, bowed his hands and said, "Miss Yuan, Young Master Tang, please come with me."
Tang Mingli stood in front of me and said vigilantly, "Who are you? Where are you taking us?"
Mr. Yang said: "Don't be nervous, my surname is Yang, and my name is Yang Jian. This time, I was entrusted by someone to take the two of you to meet someone."
"Who?" I asked hastily.
Yang Jian said: "Ms. Yuan, you must be very familiar with this person. His surname is Shen and his name is Shen Anyi."
My heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly said, "Where is my brother? Take me there!"
Yang Jian respectfully made a "please" gesture, and led us all the way out of the Hall of Judges, and walked deeper into hell.
Seeing that we were far away, Judge Cui wiped his forehead and said, "It's dangerous, if I really hit her, I'm finished."
The staff around him came over and said, "My lord, what is the identity of that woman to be so powerful?"
"She is..." Judge Cui stopped in the middle of speaking, waved his hand, and said, "Don't say it, don't say it."
Yang Jian led us all the way. I looked up and saw a majestic and tall city standing in front of me, which looked very large and magnificent.
On the incomparably tall city gate, there is a gigantic sculpture of a ghost head, with a huge bloody mouth in its chest, holding a plaque in the mouth, on which are three large characters: City of Death in vain.
It turns out that this is the city of unjust death, like a huge beast, with its mouth wide open, swallowing the people who died unjustly.
"My brother is in the city of death?" I asked strangely.
Yang Jian nodded and said, "That's right, Shen... Young Master has been waiting in the city for a long time."
There are heavily armed ghost soldiers guarding the city, and people often come in and out. Yang Jian said that the residents of Wushi City can enter the city gate at will during the day, but it is surrounded by ghost forests and a river. It is called Heiyun River. The forest and the river are very dangerous, but there are some good things. The residents of the city come out to look for valuable things and hand them over to the underworld. part of the sin.
But at night, a curfew is imposed, and no one is allowed to leave the city.
I was surprised, it turns out that the underworld is also divided into day and night.
Yang Jian laughed and said: "In the human world, ghosts are mostly nocturnal, because the yang energy is too heavy during the day, in this hell, the yin energy is strong during the day, and at night, the yin energy is several times stronger. The monsters in the Worrying Forest and the Black Cloud River will come out in groups to look for food, which is ten or a hundred times more dangerous than during the day."
I nodded and glanced at the ghosts walking into the forest with weapons. The underworld is using them as cheap labor.
However, for these people, it is very cost-effective to offset a little more crimes, that is, to be less punished by burning and frying.
Yang Jian led us to the city gate, where two ghost soldiers stood in front of us and said loudly, "Who are they?"
Yang Jian took out a black token with the word "Yan" engraved on it.
The two ghost soldiers immediately became respectful, bent down, stepped aside slowly, and said, "My lord, please."
I said silently in my heart, this Yang Jian has a very high status.
This dead city is no different from the ancient cities in China. It is crowded with people and a bustling scene.
I was a little surprised, and asked, "Mr. Yang, is there anything like a TV in this city of death?"
Yang Jian said with a smile: "Of course there are, but they are usually not displayed. In recent years, it is popular for the living to burn household appliances for the dead. There are many TV sets and computers, and almost every household has them."
The corners of my mouth twitched twice, and I said, "Are there any TV shows in the underworld?"
"Of course not, so it's a decoration." Yang Jian laughed and said, "However, a strange thing happened a while ago."
My heart moved, and I quickly asked, "What's so strange?"