I pointed to the living room and said, "I was just about to invite our ancestor..."
"He has something to do today and can't come." The Eighth Master said this with a dark face and floated towards the park with the Seventh Master.
Oh, the old ancestor is not coming. He stood us up without even notifying us. If it wasn’t for meeting the Seventh and Eighth Uncles, I would have treated him to a night, right
Shen Bing and I quietly opened the door and went downstairs. There was no moonlight at the end of the month or the beginning of the month, and the park was completely dark. I could vaguely see the shadows of the Seventh Master and the Eighth Master sitting on the two stone benches. I opened my Yin-Yang eyes and looked around, fearing that there would be night walkers nearby.
"No need to look, Yeyou has been called to a meeting tonight." Seventh Master said with a smile.
I breathed a sigh of relief. It turns out that the underworld also holds meetings. This is connected to the world of the living. I didn't learn anything good, but I learned all the bad.
"Seventh Master..." I just opened my mouth and Seventh Master interrupted me.
"I know what you want to ask. We two brothers are here for this too." The Seventh Master's tone was quite relaxed. It seemed that the matter of Grandpa Taizu was not serious at the moment. He continued, "Your ancestor had been negotiating with Judge Cui for a few days. The higher-ups finally agreed to banish your ancestor to Woshi in the northeast. You two will report to the underworld and serve as menial servants forever. You are not allowed to reincarnate or leave the underworld at all."
Shen Bing and I looked at each other. Our ancestors were exiled to Woshi in the northeast. Although we didn't know what this place was, it was not hell or hell, so we were relieved. As for the two of us, we would be doing odd jobs in the underworld, just like Lao Cui, cleaning toilets and so on. As long as we were together, it didn't matter if we suffered a little.
Shen Bing smiled at me and felt that she was quite satisfied with the result. I asked Qiye: "What is the Northeast Wo Shi? Why have I never heard of it?"
The Seventh Master said, "A long time ago, there were ten hell kings in the underworld, and each of them was in charge of a hell. For example, in the northeast, Wo Shi, the fifth hell, Yama King, was in charge of the Great Hell under Wo Shi at the bottom of the sea, and there were sixteen small hells of killing the heart..."
When we heard this, we were both confused. What's going on? After all this, our great grandfather still couldn't escape the disaster of hell. What big hell and small hell, aren't they all black prisons for torturing ghosts? Damn his second uncle, is this called loosening the tongue? If he is severely punished, will he be sent to the realm of hell
When Master Qi saw me about to speak, he waved his hand to signal me to listen to him. Then he continued, "Since ancient times, there is a saying that there can't be two tigers in one mountain. The Ten Kings of Hell are in charge of each other, but there must be only one person who has the final say in the underworld. So later... ahem, later only the Chief Executive was left with the King of Hell. From then on, the other nine hells were abolished, and those fertile stones became ruins, similar to the Wrongful Death City, but more desolate than the Wrongful Death City. Many ghosts who were given an exception by the Chief Executive and did not go to hell were sent there and did not need to reincarnate."
After listening to him, we felt relieved. It was just a barren land. As long as we were not suffering from hell, there was nothing to worry about. With the ability of Grandpa Taizu, he could live comfortably anywhere. I looked at the Seventh Master and remembered that when he said that there was only one King of Hell left, he coughed twice and didn't elaborate. It was probably that the Chief Executive killed the other nine and took control of the entire underworld. It was not easy for him. He defeated the other nine Kings of Hell. How could he allow the Ghost King to rebel
Thinking of this, I had an idea. Could the rebellion of the Ghost King be related to the destroyed Ninth Palace King of Hell? Damn it, this is not something we should be involved in. It is better not to think about it.
After saying this, Master Qi saw that we had no objections, and he sighed and said, "Asking you to serve as errand boys in the underworld is not like the job of Director Cui. You are real ghost slaves and are often beaten. Some ghost slaves could not withstand the torture and their souls were scattered. Therefore, Judge Cui and your ancestors are still pleading with the Chief Executive."
We were both stunned. It turned out that we were not even qualified to clean toilets in the underworld. It sounded like it was worse than being a slave in the old society. Oh my god, I won't go.
The seventh and eighth masters finally told us to continue hiding until the chief executive spared our lives. Before they left, they said that this might not be done overnight and that we had to make long-term plans. Although my great grandfather was exiled to Woshi in the northeast, we are still the top prisoners in the underworld. It is best not to contact them and our ancestors during this period. When there is news, our ancestors will ask the mirror god to pass on the message.