Tang Ning was completely stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
Could this be Yama? !
The shock was stronger than seeing a ghost and made Tang Ning's mind go blank. It was like seeing the clay statue that was worshipped in the temple suddenly walk down from the shrine, come in front of you and talk to you.
No, not like, it's fact.
The handsome and ghostly emperor sat on the high hall. His strong pressure made Tang Ning tremble with fear and he could not utter a word.
The red thread wrapped around Tang Ning's fingertips passed through the curling smoke and somehow appeared at the fingertips of the emperor. He raised his pale, slender hand nonchalantly and gently pulled the red thread forward.
Tang Ning, who was being pulled by the red string, staggered and collapsed to the ground in shock. Not to mention answering the emperor's questions, Tang Ning's mind was blank at the moment.
The emperor wrapped one hand around the red string, and in the other hand a thick book appeared out of thin air. The pages turned without wind, so fast that they became a trail of shadows. Finally, it stopped at a page. Among the densely packed tiny characters on the paper, there was a name emitting a faint glow:
Tang Ning.
The dark eyelashes drooped, unable to conceal the rich scarlet in the deep eyes, and the thin red lips smiled.
Strange human-like dead trees appeared in the area shrouded in green mist. Two paper-like ghost figures appeared on the trees, staring straight at Tang Ning. Tang Ning's blank mind recalled the legends he had read in his childhood. It was said that there were two ghosts in the underworld, the Clothes-Snatching Woman and the Clothes-Hanging Old Man. They took off the clothes of the dead and hung them on the branches. The degree to which the branches drooped represented the severity of the sins of the dead.
Just as Tang Ning was thinking this, a paper figure with two pigtails, an old face, and two blushes painted on her face flew down from the tree and pounced straight towards Tang Ning!
The oppressive feeling he had when he encountered the paper bride came over him, and Tang Ning didn't even have time to escape before he was pinned to the ground by the paper bride!
The fast-moving clothes-snatching woman took off Ji Ke's outer coat that Tang Ning was wearing, and then she did not stop, but instead stripped off Tang Ning's inner coat, like forcibly peeling off a budding flower, exposing the delicate pistil inside.
Without any clothes to cover her body, Tang Ning could only hug herself in fear and shock. Her pretty face was completely bloodless, but the joints of her body were all pink, with a long red line seemingly wrapped around her coveted white skin.
The man hanging clothes on the branches, the seemingly light inner garments seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pieces of gold, weighing down the branches so much that they seemed to be breaking.
"Oh, how could a good person commit such a serious sin?" The voice of the Clothes-Taker was strange and sharp.
Tang Ning was stunned.
Although he did not do good deeds, he had never done anything bad. How could he be regarded as a heinous criminal
The man standing on the tree came closer to take a look, but was so frightened that he almost fell off the tree.
The clothes hanging on the branches were stained with the breath of the emperor, which seemed to foreshadow that the world of mortals and the boundless sea of suffering had trapped the emperor who should have cut off all emotions and love. This was his sin.
"Tang Ning, do you admit your guilt?" the Emperor said coldly.
The voice was deep and familiar to Tang Ning, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
Before Tangning could come up with an answer, the invisible pressure spread out, like a cold wind kissing his skin, making Tangning shiver slightly. His eyes were blank, his lips slightly parted, and he subconsciously muttered, "What crime did you commit?"
"She's already married, but she's as fickle as a willow flower." The slender hand picked up a long token and threw it towards Tang Ning. The token flew in front of Tang Ning as if it had a spirit, and it was just about to shoot into Tang Ning's eyebrows.
The intense crisis caused her snow-white shoulders to tremble violently. Her beautiful and innocent face had turned a sickly red due to fear. She opened her soft lips to try to defend herself, but the moment she opened her mouth, the dark and cold warrant suddenly changed direction and pressed down on the tip of her tongue without hesitation, blocking Tang Ning's mouth.
"I'm going to punish you." The voice was cold.
Punishment
The black eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and Tang Ning's gaze trembled as he looked up at the pair of scarlet eyes. In those eyes, he saw an unprecedented horrifying scene!
In the eighteenth level of the Knife and Saw Hell, the evil spirits were tied to four tree stumps in the shape of a Chinese character "". An invisible saw fell on their crotch.
In the seventeenth level of the Stone Mill Hell, the evil ghosts looked at the graphite that was about to be turned in horror.
In the 16th level of the volcanic hell, the evil spirits cried and wanted to get away from the volcano that was about to erupt.
In the Iron Tree Hell, the evil spirits are hung on iron trees covered with sharp blades.
In the second layer of the Scissors Hell, the ten fingers of the evil spirits are placed into the cut of the scissors.
In the first level of the tongue-pulling hell, the tongues of evil spirits are clamped with iron pliers.
Tang Ning opened his eyes and felt pain on the tip of his tongue. The mist in his eyes condensed into tears and dripped down. He was frightened by the cruel punishment and trembled silently. His lips and teeth kept moving, and he wanted to explain, but his tongue was firmly held down by the warrant, which went deeper and deeper, almost reaching the root of his tongue to his throat. Tang Ning could not utter a word and could only make unclear sobs.
No, don't punish!
He shook his head desperately, and a tear dripped from his wet eyelashes.
That look of someone unable to express his suffering is so pitiful and cute.
"Oh? You don't want to be punished?" The red thread wrapped around Tangning's body slowly shrank from the gaps between her fingers to her waist. The Emperor's voice was no longer as cold as it was at first, but instead revealed a hint of compassion: "Yes, your skin is too delicate. Even the lightest punishment will peel off a layer of skin from you."
"But you are not guilty of this."
Tangning suddenly felt hopeful, and looked at the person in the mist with tearful eyes.
"If not, you can punish me by making me laugh." The voice was full of interest.
Laughing punishment
Before Tang Ning could react, a red string wrapped around his ankles. His shoes were peeled off by an invisible force, revealing his snow-white soles.
A golden feather appeared out of nowhere, and the tip of the feather landed on Tang Ning's feet. It only brushed past him lightly, and Tang Ning opened his eyes with trembling. Then the feather rubbed against him rapidly, and an electric shock-like trembling sensation spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body. His delicate feet seemed to be crushed by the light feather.
Tang Ning frowned, his face showing a mixture of joy and pain. At first, he still had the energy to struggle and cry, but he cried until he ran out of breath. He could only tremble silently like a kitten, and his mouth was pressed down by the black warrant, and saliva flowed from the corners of his lips, along his slender neck and into the neck.
When the order was taken out, Tang Ning let out a sob that almost melted his heart.
The wet warrant was returned to the emperor's hand. The emperor nodded slightly and said righteously: "Considering that this is your first offense, you will only be punished slightly this time. In the future, you must be loyal to your husband and not give birth to another one."
The cold and ethereal male voice echoed in the night, and everything in front of him disappeared. The emperor, the evil spirit, and the palace were all gone. It seemed that everything he saw and heard just now was just Tang Ning's illusion.
If not for the tingling sensation on the soles of my feet...
The cold wind blew on Tang Ning, and he shivered. He picked up his clothes and shoes from the ground with weak hands and feet. Because he had been touched for too long, his feet couldn't bear it and curled up when they touched the shoes.
What the hell is this?!
Tang Ning picked up the mirror on the ground tremblingly, and found that Ji Ke’s figure was reflected in the mirror!
Great! Found it!
Tang Ning was so excited that he wanted to share this news with Grandpa Ji. At this moment, he suddenly realized that the surroundings were too quiet.
Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, then started walking with the mirror in his arms, but he didn't hear the slow footsteps behind him. He walked towards Ji Ke's soul step by step, and there was no sound behind him.
Tangning hugged the mirror tightly.
Ji Ke's soul behaves differently from other resentful souls in this village.
"Ji Ke" was hiding behind a tree stealthily, as if he was peeping at something through the branches.
Grandpa Ji had told us that we must not scare the soul. If we frightened Fang so much that his soul flew away, there would be no way to call the soul back.
Tangning walked over quietly holding the mirror. He carefully adjusted the angle of the mirror and finally saw the scene from Ji Ke's peeping perspective.
It was a sparkling river, and there seemed to be someone bathing in the river. The person's bathing posture was very much like that designed for beauties in some TV dramas, where he would sit on the shore and then play in the water with his beautiful feet.
Tang Ning watched in confusion. It wasn't that he didn't understand why some people used their feet to splash water when bathing, but he just didn't understand why Ji Ke's spirit would be obsessed with something like this.
Next the man took off his clothes, scooped up water with his hands, and poured it over his body.
Ji Ke's soul stretched its neck further out, probably to the level of a ghost detective.
Suddenly, waves surged up underwater, and the man let out low moans one after another. The whole scene showed nothing, but was filled with an indescribable atmosphere.
Tangning's expression gradually became awkward.
Later he saw that the person who had been bathing with his back to him turned around, revealing a flushed face.
That was Tang Ning's face.
Tang Ning: “”
What does it feel like to find that your teammate is imagining his own pornographic pictures when he is dying
Thanks for the invitation, I'm ready to kill.
Tang Ning solemnly tied the red thread around Ji Ke's soul, pulling at Ji Ke's soul, who still wanted to continue peeping, like pulling at a dog that didn't want to go home after being let out for a walk.
Ji Ke's soul turned to look at Tang Ning, and after looking at Tang Ning's face, it suddenly stopped struggling and followed Tang Ning very obediently.
Tang Ning couldn't drive at all.
The person who should have opened the business is no longer here.
Tang Ning brought Ji Ke's soul into Ji Lianyun's room through the red thread, and his eyes found Ji Ke's body lying in the corner. Tang Ning took off the red thread wrapped around his fingertips and tied it to Ji Ke's body. In this way, one end of the red thread was connected to Ji Ke's body, and the other was connected to Ji Ke.
Under Tangning's gaze, the red line continued to tremble. After an unknown amount of time, the red line fell on Ji Ke. Ji Ke, who had been unconscious for a long time, slowly opened his right eye. The first thing he said when he saw Tangning was:
"Little Ji Lianyun!"