"Why?" Qin Ye took out his long knife, pointed it at the Soul Sealing Ball, and gritted his teeth, "Why are you all forcing me to do something I don't want to do?"
Arthas refused to give in an inch: "As I said, you exchanged your own life with the shards of Yan Luoyin, and you have this responsibility!"
"I understand, I really don't blame you this time. The burden of this choice is too great. If you can give up, you can be forgiven for giving up. But... can you?"
"Have you ever thought about Xichuan's side... there are still people holding Yan Luoyin! Even if he can't see you when he leaves the province, the opponent's strength is definitely more than impermanence, and it is likely to be on the same level as Ben Gong! Doesn't he know that The real usage of Yan Luoyin?"
"Dare to use the shards of Yan Luoyin to raise Gu, his strength is definitely the object that the six-party ghost king will capture in person. He may have let go of any piece of Yan Luoyin? Do you think you can sit back and relax by hiding in Bao'an City?"
The Soul Sealing Ball seemed to shake his head: "Little guy... You really haven't seen the killing method of the metamorphosis level, the ghost that surpasses the impermanence level..."
"Unknowingly, you are already dead. You won't even touch the psychic cordon."
Qin Ye closed his eyes, his chest heaving violently, and he retracted it after a few seconds. Calmly said: "I think we need to have a good talk. Our relationship has been a little bad recently... Although it has never been better."
"There's nothing to talk about, little guy, there's no room for you to retreat from this matter. If Madam Meng comes to the door in person, it means that she has identified you. I don't know how to avoid it either. To be honest, if it was Ben Gong, I would prefer it. Do your own yama."
"Think about it, Yama... the master of the entire Yin Division! You have the most important ghost certificate, and the fragments of Yan Luo's seal. This start could not have been better! Hundreds of years later, with your order, all Yin The spirit is trembling, drunk on the knees of the beauty, awakening to the power of the world, what else is there to pursue?"
"The entire underworld will gradually be perfected under your hands. You can create a new Naihe Bridge, or even let them drink Coke! You can appoint a new ferryman, and no one dares to say no even if you receive a ticket. You can also personally interrogate some evils that cannot be sentenced in the world... such as those who touch porcelain, such as those who are cheap based on their gender and age, such as those who worship money... Good and evil are rewarded, all between your words."
Qin Ye didn't speak again, just sighed faintly.
"But I just want to face the sea and spring flowers bloom..."
Arthas said slowly: "Little guy... Anyone who comes to the world has his responsibility. From the moment you eat Tai Sui, you are no longer a simple human being. This is cause and effect. If you don't accept it, , then... no one can keep you."
"The chance of rebuilding the underworld is too tempting. Even if the opponent is hunted down by the world to the point where he has only half his life left, he will definitely take your life first!"
Some things that were covered up in the past have been picked up bit by bit. Qin Ye was not angry, or rather, when he realized these things, he was waiting for this day.
"Perhaps... it is also a good choice to succeed King Yama." After a long time, he slowly smiled and said.
Arthas also smiled: "It's more than good... When you really start to build the underworld, you will know the sense of accomplishment, the excitement of creating a world by yourself, indescribable."
Qin Ye smiled and shook his head with a complicated smile. After a few seconds, he expanded his chest, raised his eyebrows, and said, "So, you should dig out Yin Silu first?"
Arthas replied: "Yes, there are many treasures in the underworld. Even if the treasures become a Buddha, they will be difficult to annihilate. They are probably distributed in various parts of China. Every time you collect them, they will be of great help to you."
"For example, Yin Silu, with it, you can appoint the ghosts under your command. Because of your strength, you can only appoint the first-level ghosts. Maybe you can put it another way..."
Alsace paused for a while, and said faintly: "The people around you, even if they die, can still live in another way."
Qin Ye nodded and stopped talking. The hand suddenly reached into the cave below.
Since it is inevitable, there is no need to avoid it.
The premise of his hiding is not to affect his life. But now, my life has been completely changed, so... just like facing the female ghost of the Wang family and facing Cao Youdao.
Try to touch it, get used to it, break it, master it.
It was only after dying on the brink of death that I realized how precious it is to be alive.
Laziness is just to live a better life.
Below the cave is not a hole in a black hole.
Instead, countless yin qi gathered together to form a circle of cloud holes.
Just in the cloud cave, a little golden light is extremely eye-catching, like a dazzling star.
Crash... The chain in the long sleeve flew out, entangling something, and pulling it up hard, an ancient book appeared in my hand.
The appearance is not outstanding.
It was just a little bit of golden light, and the blue cover was a little worn out, with the three characters "Yin Silu" written in black characters. There are a lot of tear marks on the edges, and the cover is a little torn.
Qin Ye looked at the book deeply, shook his head and smiled a few seconds later, grabbing the book into his hands.
boom! !
The moment he started, his soul seemed to fly out of the body, getting further and further away, and the surroundings getting darker and darker. At the end... He saw a door to the sky!
The white marble gate is very simple, with the pattern of the eighteen hells carved on it. Lifelike, at a glance, it is daunting.
Kalala la la... The door slowly opened, and an incomparably mellow Yin Qi suddenly spread out.
Majestic, lofty, these yin qi have become so strong that Qin Ye felt it lightly, and suddenly felt his scalp tingle and his breathing began to become difficult.
Kakaka... It was as if an invisible giant was oppressing him. He gritted his teeth and resisted, but after a few seconds, he finally knelt to the ground with a thud, covered in cold sweat.
"Whose breath is this..."
"It's so powerful... just... it's like facing a living hell!"
Just as he knelt down, the door finally fully opened. Inside... is a horrific scene.
Countless people, all naked, were all hung on black ropes. cut down by countless swords and axes. I don't know how many people died at this moment, and at the moment of death, they turned into yin spirits and dissipated.
The ones who didn't die were dragged down by countless ghost pawns and placed on top of the red-hot iron, screaming, blue smoke, and the smell of burning at the same time. Guizu burns skin and meat. Maobone boiled marrow.
More people turned into yin spirits and flew away, and there were undead people, who were hung by ghost soldiers on red iron chains, and the endless yin wind blew into the bones and flesh, blowing them into mummified corpses.
In this vast picture of hell, there is a man in black with a crown.
He couldn't see what he looked like, but his body stood upright, just like Alsace back then, with his back to Qin Ye.
Suddenly, Qin Ye shuddered, and when he regained his senses, he was still in Cao Youdao's lair.
"This is... the Great Hell of the Black Rope? That's Emperor Song?" He took a deep breath, but he didn't feel terrified, he just murmured emotionally: "Good and evil are rewarded... Someone must have seen it. This tragic scene will never do evil again.”
Arthas seemed to understand what he saw, and said softly: "Yes... Ghosts are not evil, evil is brought in during his lifetime. The existence of the underworld is just to set things right and deal with some evil people and evil things that are difficult to deal with in the world."
"Someone in their 70s was lying in front of the car and blackmailing millions."
"Some people in their 60s and 70s return home late to buy vegetables, forcing other people who are exhausted or even in ill health to take their seats. Once they refuse to let them go, they speak ill of each other, euphemistically, "Respect the old and love the young."
"Someone killed his mother at the age of twelve, but he could not be sentenced because he was a minor."
"Someone saw a few words on the Internet, spit out evil words, and forced the other party to commit suicide by jumping off the building."
"Ghosts are not evil ghosts, and no human being is perfect. All sins in life will be repaid one by one after death. Those who harbor evil thoughts must have countless criminal laws waiting for them to redeem their sins."
Her voice softened: "What you have done is the most important thing in history, and it is also the greatest good thing. Don't worry, good and evil will be rewarded, and the reincarnation of heaven."
Qin Ye nodded: "Then what is the penalty for not collecting, not voting, not recommending, or not subscribing?"
Alsace said with a serious expression: "Try the ten hells one by one, Amitabha..."
"so serious?"
"Of course, this is ignoring the fruits of other people's labor... and taking free as a habit... This kind of practice is unacceptable... "
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At the same time, thousands of miles away from here, Ding'an Province. In a tall temple, the prayer flags hanging at the door suddenly shook.
Lotus prayer flags, glazed golden tiles, nanmu beams and pillars. A huge incense burner, a full one meter high, is located at the door.
At 4:30 in the morning, the sky was full of stars, and the sound of wooden fish floated in the distance.
Brush la la... If the wind blows, the prayer flags will move more and more violently, and finally they will float straight and slap on the four golden characters of "Daxiong Hall" on the plaque.
In front of the golden Buddha, a bald old man, wearing a silk dragon gown, was kneeling on the futon. He finally opened his eyes as he listened to the wild wind hunting outside the temple.
The next second... The golden Buddha in front of him actually made a sound of kaka, his lips opened, and he said, "Sir, Bao'an City has been recaptured by Yangjian."
"As expected." The old man said lightly, "He is too tender."
"We managed to survive the collapse of Ksitigarbha and become Buddhas. It's just a hundred years too early. The one from Xichuan didn't dare to move for so long. He's good, he wants to be brave enough to call the world a piece of shit. ."
"Something like a human..." The old man gently flicked the wooden fish in front of him: "But there is something more terrifying than us..."
The Buddha's voice continued to sound: "Sir... Niang Niang asked the little one to ask you, shall we... just wait like this?"