Youshu remembered that she died of heart failure. She should be an old man with goosebumps, but now she looks like a boy of 18 or 19 years old. She is wearing the red wedding robe she had when she married her master. marginal place. He shouted his master's name loudly, but he couldn't get any response, so he had to choose a direction and move forward.
A bright light appeared in front, and it was getting bigger and bigger. When I got close, I realized that it was a door. I don't know what kind of material it was made of, and it looked very grand. He carefully observed the patterns on the door and found that there were carved scenes such as the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Eighteenth Floor of Hell, Huangquan Road, Wangxiang Terrace, and Naihe Bridge.
Is this the gate of hell? He was slightly startled, but there was no way out. Entering the underworld was better than wandering in the endless darkness. Maybe the master was waiting for him on the Naihe Bridge. Thinking of this, he immediately stretched out his hand to push, but it was difficult to shake it no matter what. After working for about a quarter of an hour, he was so tired that he was out of breath. He tried to force his mental power and dragon energy into his palms and pushed again. The pattern on the door seemed to have suction, and it began to frantically absorb the dragon energy in his palm, but automatically removed the spiritual force.
The dazzling purple light traveled along the lines, and the closed door opened inch by inch. When there was only a trace of dragon energy left in Shu Shu, the door finally opened a gap that could accommodate a person to pass through. You Shu hurriedly got in, and heard a loud bang, the door closed again, and the front was still dark, the difference was that there was a shimmering road under her feet.
You Shu walked along the road for an unknown period of time, and finally entered an empty hall, where the blue ghost fire swayed and swayed in the hall, illuminating the surroundings very eerily. Suddenly, there was a shrill scream in front of him, which made his heart tighten. He immediately went into his sleeve pocket, but found that all the talismans hidden inside were gone.
That's right, I should be a ghost now, how could I bring something from Yang Shi. Thinking of this, he could only try to hide his figure as much as possible to avoid being discovered. When he approached the end of the dimly lit corridor, he paused for a moment and then quickly climbed up with the relief on the wall and walked along the room. Liang moved in.
He moved very slowly, and after a full three quarters of an hour, he moved to a beam of the main hall and looked down.
This should be an official government office. There is a table on the upper head, and many punishment tickets are inserted. At the lower head, there are two rows of yamen guards standing on the left and right, holding wooden sticks. Many torture instruments are stacked. The scream just now should be from the man in the middle. His hands have been cut off, and a lot of blood has been shed. His head is lowered, as if he has fainted.
"Take it away!" A thunderous voice sounded in the hall. Only then did Youshu realize that there was still a person sitting in the shadow behind the table, because he was wearing a pure black official robe and a black face covering his face. The eerie mask with the red pattern on the bottom almost merges with the shadow.
He leaned slightly, exposing himself to the candlelight, and continued, "Then interrogate Qian Jin, the magistrate of Fengtai County, and bring someone up."
The two yamen immediately untied the rope of the man on the left and escorted him forward. The masked official took out a directory, ticked out Qian Jin's name, and after confirming his identity, he began to count his crimes, which were nothing more than oppression of villagers, corruption, and so on.
Qian Jin was so frightened that he confessed to all the charges, and the official waved his hand and said a word of skinning. Immediately, two yamen guards stood up, cut open the skin on the back, and peeled it off for a while. You Shu looked carefully, and his eyes were slightly suspicious. Under that person's skin, there was actually a layer of skin covered with thick black hair. Could it be a monster
But he heard a yamen sneer, "It turns out that the jackal was reborn, no wonder it is so greedy. I have done a lot of evil in this life, and I am afraid that even a jackal will not be able to do it in the next life!"
"Before that man was reincarnated by a hungry tiger, he was even more ruthless!"
"Which of the current corrupt officials is not transformed by wolves, tigers and leopards? If you do evil in this life, you will be a pig and a dog in the next life and be slaughtered by others.
There was a lot of discussion below, and You Shu immediately understood that this should be a place like the Palace of the King of Hell, specially interrogating those evil ghosts. Those who are tied up in the hall are afraid that they will be punished today.
Sure enough, after peeling the skin, the official waved his hand and said, "Take him to the frying pan."
In a shrill wolf howling, the group dragged and dragged down. The official patted the gavel and ordered, "Bring Zhao Youshu, the magistrate of Suichang County, to interrogate!"
Youshu gasped suddenly, never expecting that she would be found hiding on the beam. But he soon realized that he had made a mistake. The person below said that he was the magistrate of Suichang, and he had never been a magistrate of Suichang, and there was no such place in Xiaqi's territory. Although he quickly converged, he was still discovered by the officials, and before he could react, a ray of black light pierced his shoulder.
The soul body will also be injured and bleed, Youshu has always known. The death of the soul body is the real annihilation of flying ashes, and he will never be able to see his master again, and he is likely to be waiting for him in a corner of the world. With such a hope that Youshu could not die no matter what, he jumped onto another beam with the most agile movements in his life, then dipped some blood, drew a little dragon energy, and quickly drew an invisibility amulet in the middle of his forehead. .
It was only half a breath of time that the real thing was empty. When the officials sent the yamen to check, there were no traces on the beams, and even the blood from the wound was blocked by You Shu with his outer robe.
"My lord, there's nothing on it. Maybe you heard it wrong. How can ghosts dare to break into the hell of laws and regulations? Besides, the security outside is heavily guarded, so they can't get in." A yamen replied back.
As soon as the official thought about it, he put aside his previous doubts and continued to interrogate Zhao Youshu, the magistrate of Suichang County. Youshu resisted the pain and lay down on the crossbar, looked down, and was startled. The man kneeling on the right had his hair disheveled and his head hung down, so he couldn't see his true face. Now he was leaning back and pushing his legs forward, his face was completely exposed to Youshu's eyes. Not only did he have the same name as Youshu, but his appearance There are also seven or eight similar, at first glance, it looks like it was carved out of a mold.
There were all kinds of guesses popping up in Shu's mind, but they all suppressed it and continued to watch.
After confirming the identity of the prisoner, the official read out his various crimes as usual, and then ordered the yamen to peel the skin. The blood flowed out as soon as the opening was made, and Zhao Youshu screamed like killing a pig. As long as you spare the villain this time, the villain will definitely make a change after he goes back and do his best for the people!"
The official didn't respond, but walked quickly to the rack, peeled his bloody flesh with his hands, and said in surprise, "Hey, how could he be a human in his previous life? Which of these corrupt officials didn't escape from the animal realm? Yes, how could someone just get in here today?" As he spoke, he walked back to the desk and rummaged through the pile of documents.
Youshu leaned out a little, and saw that he had found a book of reincarnation, turned a few pages, and suddenly said, "It turned out to be the descendant of the national teacher Xia Qi, who was sheltered by the national teacher and Emperor Yuan's eternal merits, so he did not fall. The animal way, you can still be an official from generation to generation."
"Mother's, the background is so big!" The yamen spat.
Zhao Youshu on the torture rack breathed a sigh of relief, but Youshu on the beam widened his eyes and thought to himself: Master Xia Qi, isn't it me? Where do my descendants come from? After thinking about it, I realized that this Zhao Youshu should be the descendant of his younger brother. Thinking that in order to continue the incense of the big house, he cured the disease of palace cold for Wang Shi, and later gave birth to a second son. When he died, his younger brother had children and grandchildren around his knees, and it was enough to keep the blood of the Zhao family to this day.
Having said that, how many years have passed since Xia Qi? According to the different clothes worn by the following people, I think there will be no less in the coming years.
This is not the first time You Shu has encountered such a situation, and she quickly calmed down, but the people below couldn't calm down. This is the fourth hell of the twenty-four hells—the hell of laws. It only talks about criminal law and justice, not about human interests. But the man I met today was a big exception.
"Sir, what should I do now?" a yamen asked in a low voice.
"Let the deity think about it. Master Xia Qi, it is said that there is no record in Pluto's life and death book. It should be a real immortal. Emperor Yuan has a bigger origin." He pointed to the top of his head and continued, "I heard that it is the Sect Master of Wanxing, The king of all kings. The two of them are Taoist companions. Because they unified Kyushu and created a peaceful and prosperous age for 500 years, they have killed hundreds of millions of people, and the golden light of merit is enough to bless future generations. Inside, it will be difficult to deal with him."
"Then put it back?" the yamen asked again.
"How can I be reconciled to put the deity back?" The official glanced at Zhao Youshu, who was screaming, and said decisively, "Take it down and beat me hard, and let it go after you hit a hundred boards."
"Okay!" The yamen agreed happily.
When this happened, the official seemed to lose interest, put the directory into the official seal, and turned to leave. When everyone in the hall retreated, Shu Shu slipped down the column and found another way. He still remembered the previous incident in his mind, and he always felt uncomfortable. Has the younger brother's descendants degenerated to such a level because they are protected by themselves and their masters? People who have done evil all over the world can still be officials for generations, and this will only lead to complete corruption.
He was thinking wildly all the way, and unknowingly walked to the execution place. Hearing Zhao Youshu's screams, he immediately hid in the corner.
I saw two yamen officers smashing down with sticks high, insulting and humiliating while smashing, obviously hating this evil ghost who is under the shadow of our ancestors. At first, Zhao Youshu said a lot of harsh words, saying that he would go to the Lord of Hell to complain, and then his voice gradually disappeared.
After fighting for a full two quarters of an hour, the yamen did not stop, thinking that it had already exceeded the number of 100. Suddenly, someone in the front hall was beating drums and shouting injustice, so he had to leave them behind and run to investigate. After all, he was a descendant of the Zhao family, so he had to take a look. Youshu immediately walked over and lifted the messy hair on Zhao Youshu's cheeks, only to see that his eyes were wide open, his body was stiff, and he was already dead.
When some ghosts die, they will dissipate and disappear completely; when some ghosts die, they will turn into scorpions and go deeper into hell. I don't know if Zhao Youshu was lucky or not, but he didn't turn into a scorpion, but turned into black smoke and dispersed. You Shu was stunned for a while, and when she heard footsteps outside, she immediately made a decision.
He wiped off the invisibility charm on his forehead, threw away the bloody red robe, and curled up where Zhao Youshu was curled up. Just now, he has already understood that he is an outsider, and there is no record on the life and death book, so he cannot be reincarnated. And the master is Ziwei Emperor Star. After death, he will not go to hell, but return to the Heavenly Palace. If he is trapped in hell, he and his master will never see each other. If he returns to the world, there may be a glimmer of hope. Although not all emperors in the mortal world have extraordinary origins, there will always be a master of all ages, who may or may not be the master.
But even the tiniest hope, Youshu is willing to try. He dug up the wound on his shoulder, made it bleed more, and smeared it on his buttocks. As soon as the disguise was done, the two yamen came back, took the people to the high Wangxiang Terrace, and warned, "After you go back, you will be an official and benefit one side. If there are more people who beat the drum of grievance to sue you, there will be no such thing as today. Good luck. Our Lord Yama will go and catch you in person!"
The official just now should be one of the twenty-four prison masters. If he can destroy himself with just a touch of a finger, how powerful will Lord Yama be? Youshu is very confident in her own abilities, but she is not arrogant, and hurriedly nodded her promise.
The two yamen's expressions softened a little, and they were about to throw him down, but they asked in surprise, "Why does he have a trace of Emperor Ziwei?"
"What's this? Forgot who his ancestor was? It is said that the Emperor Ziwei of Xia Qi's national teacher is more intense, and has reached the level of controlling all ghosts. This emperor's aura is probably passed on to future generations to save lives."
"It is precisely because of too much protection that such things that are inferior to beasts have been created. Go away! After you go back, be a good official, and don't harm the people again!" He fell from the ten-thousand-zhang high platform, and then woke up with a jingling, and found himself lying on a large carved bed.
He stroked his chest, tried his pulse again, made sure that he had returned to the human world and gained a flesh body, so he immediately bit his fingertips, drew many ghost-repelling talismans on the white curtain, and placed a simple barrier, and then Lie back down. The dragon energy in his body has been exhausted, even a ghost with less than 20 years of Taoism can easily kill him, let alone a monster? Fortunately, he followed the old man to learn spells for half a year, otherwise he would be like a walking ginseng fruit, sooner or later, he would be eaten up.
The yamen's warning repeatedly echoed in his mind, making him realize that the main task now is not to find the master, but to clean up the mess left by Zhao Youshu. If any commoner is to be wronged and die, go down to the underworld to file a complaint, and wait for Lord Yama to arrest him in person.
Even a little prison master can't resist, how can you Shu be the opponent of Lord Yama? He shook his head and sighed, and finally opened the curtain and got out of bed, only to find that his butt hurt so badly that it seemed to be on fire.
"What's the matter?" He immediately opened his trousers to check, and found that the skin was first red, then swollen, and finally bleeding, as if he had been beaten hundreds of times.
But isn't the one who was beaten by Zhao Youshu? How could it be my turn to suffer? He was quite confused, and then he thought, this body belonged to Zhao Youshu, and it was inevitable that he would suffer some sins, so he calmed down. Zhao Youshu left a lot of memories in his mind, which was convenient for Youshu, who had just arrived. He first put those dirty things aside, then pulled out the list of the servants of Zhao's house, and shouted loudly, "Xiangzi, Xiangzi, come in!"
Xiangzi was Zhao Youshu's personal servant and slept in the next room. He knew that the master had a lot of things to do at night, and he didn't dare to sleep too hard. He had already run to the door, "Come here, here I come, master, what are your orders?"
"Go get the doctor, my butt hurts."
"Ah? Alright, kid, let's go!"
Xiangzi didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he went to the doctor overnight, and after a brief inspection, he said it was a stick injury, and prescribed a few bottles of medicine for stick injuries. Because Suichang County is a small place, and there are no brilliant doctors, if you have Shu, you have to apply medicine and lie on the bed for seven or eight days.
These days, he has sorted out the family background and life experience of "Zhao Youshu". He is indeed a descendant of the Zhao family, and the names of Zhao Shangshu and others are still recorded on the genealogy. It is a fine tradition of the Zhao family to name the good-looking descendants "Youshu".
This Zhao Youshu was not only beautiful and cute when she was young, but she was also extremely smart. But at this time it was no longer the Xia Qi Dynasty, but the Dayong Dynasty six hundred years later.
Zhao Youshu's parents died when he was a child, and his uncle seized all his family's property. He survived only by the help of the villagers. He had suffered enough since he was a child, and he valued money very seriously. After he came to Suichang County, if there was a need to collect silver taels in a lawsuit, whoever gave the most money would be judged to win. Over time, the poor in Suichang were wronged and would rather hang themselves than sue the official, while the rich were more unscrupulous and lived in a fish and meat town.
After the ethos of Suichang was ruined by him, he intervened in taxation again, and the people who were exploited layer by layer became more and more unable to survive.
Last year, when he went hunting in the mountains, he saw a beautiful woman on the way, and people found out that it was the sister of a rogue in Lijia Village, a village under the jurisdiction of Suichang. Because of her outstanding looks, her brother Li Ergou refused to let her marry casually, thinking that if one day she was favored by nobles, the old Li family would be prosperous.
A county's parents and officials are naturally the great nobles in Li Ergou's eyes. As soon as Zhao Youshu sent a matchmaker to ask, he agreed. From then on, he assumed himself as the county grandfather and brother-in-law, and made a fortune in the village. That Li Ni is not a good thing either. She is very jealous. When she sees someone who is more beautiful than herself or dressed richer than her, she will send an old lady to smear people's faces and strip people's clothes.
Up to now, there have been five or six girls who have been poisoned by her, and they all hanged themselves because they were shameless. The bitter master came to the door to make trouble, and Li Ergou beat the people out, saying that he would go to the county government with them to file a lawsuit. As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent, and then they returned helplessly.
The reason why Zhao Youshu fell into the hell of the law was that he was jointly sued by the girls who committed suicide. However, such wicked people do not have to bear any karma because of their surname "Zhao". It can be seen that hell is the same as the human world, and not everyone is equal.
Youshu secretly sighed that although she was of the same clan, she was completely unable to show the slightest sympathy for "Zhao Youshu". After recovering from his injury, he must take good care of Suichang County, otherwise he will have to be taken to the underworld next time. If Lord Yan recognizes his identity as someone outside the world, he may never see the mortal sun again.
In the increasingly serious sense of urgency, he slowly recovered from his injuries. He lay down early in the night, preparing to go to the county government office tomorrow. As soon as he fell asleep, his soul body flew into the underworld and came to a resplendent hall. This palace is countless times more magnificent than the previous fourth prison. Although the sky can't be seen above, there are dots of purple lanterns floating back and forth, and Tianma, Panlong, and Dijiang are circling and swooping, roaring and screaming.
Seeing such a majestic sight, You Shu was stunned for a moment, then immediately bit her fingertips, and drew many invisibility charms on her forehead, palm, arms, abdomen, etc. There is no doubt that this is the palace of King Yama, the lord of the underworld, otherwise the fourth prisoner would not kneel under the steps together with the other twenty-three prisoners.
You Shu walked over cautiously and hid behind a huge pillar.
After a while, there was a rumbling sound from the road that stretched to the end of the darkness and was full of flowers on the other side, as if many car frames were coming this way. There was Shu screened his voice calmly, and turned his neck to look out, but saw a few nine infants pulling a few prison carts and slowly walking to the gate of the temple. In the prison carts, a middle-aged man, a middle-aged beautiful woman, and a second person were detained. Teenagers.
You Shu took a closer look and was instantly horrified. The man's body was gleaming with golden light, and he was clearly wearing a dragon robe; the woman was dressed gorgeously, wearing a buoy, and her status was not low; and the young man was wearing a purple-gold crown and a four-clawed python robe. Wang, should be the son of the previous two.
Doesn't it mean that the emperor of the world is not under the jurisdiction of the underworld? What is the origin of Yama in this palace, to be able to tie the emperor and the prince together? As for why these people were tied up, You Shu was not surprised. What "Zhao Youshu" did before, magnified ten million times, is the act of pilgrimage.
He favors courtiers externally, and spoils concubines internally. The chaos in Suichang County is not an isolated case, but a common one. Under the rule of the Shun Jun, there are many corrupt officials like "Zhao Youshu", enough to fill the legal hell.
After reading the county annals and the mansion newspaper, and summoning a few little ghosts with shallow morals to ask questions, You Shu has fully understood the current situation of Dayong Kingdom. This is a decaying dynasty that has just been established for more than 100 years. If there is no decisive and wise monarch, it will fall apart within a few decades. However, now, this disaster that endangered Guozuo may have been brought forward. If King Yan sentenced the monarch to death, and the successors lacked sufficient courage and means, the Dayong Kingdom would be in danger.
While thinking about it, the gate of the palace was rumbling open, and a tall and strong man in a black robe with a black face and a purple mask sat on the throne, and said in an empty and cold voice, "The opening of the trial. Murong Lian, the lord of the Yong Kingdom, the imperial concubine Sun, and the prince of Li, Murong Xuan, all the prisoners take their seats." With their hands up, the prison cart was crushed, and the three of them were summoned into the hall out of thin air.
All the prison masters complied with their promises, and several nine infants also flew into the sky and roared, the momentum was extremely spectacular. Even a well-informed person like Shu couldn't help but widen his eyes and was deeply shocked by the majesty of the Lord of the Underworld.