"Dangerous, this time is definitely the most dangerous after death. ”

Sima Yi stood at the head of the city and said in a flat tone.

The sun in the distance is about to disappear into the horizon, and the clouds in the sky are drifting away with the wind. Night is coming, and it's probably a sad inevitability. If you want to find the only thing that will not change in this world, it should be the eternal alternation of the sun and the moon. The arrival of day is an inevitability, and the arrival of night is never accidental.

Every day is like a rotation on a Taiji diagram, day by day, year by year.

Sima Shi stood beside his father, looked at the sun that was about to set, and said: "Is it possible to join forces with Cao Cao and Sun Ce? Now that the Han family is dominant, there may be a possibility of forming an alliance." ”

Sima Yi shook his head and said, "Impossible, it's too late for Cao Cao to see my jokes." Our family has seized the power of Wei, and now it has destroyed Shu Han, and the next time is to clean up Eastern Wu. Cao Cao and Sun Ce are likely to stand on the other side of the Han family. ”

"But the current situation of Beiting is more advantageous to join forces to fight against Liu. ”

"Silly boy, there is not much difference between humans and ghosts, sometimes when anger comes up, who cares to think!"

"That's... You can't sit still, can you?"

Sima Shi's words could not be answered, and Sima Yi had slowly walked down the city. The changes in the world came too quickly, and the two armies were still facing each other in the Sword Pavilion, not wanting Deng Ai to smuggle through Yinping and succeed in the first battle. Even Zhuge Liang's son Zhuge Zhan and grandson Zhuge Shang were killed on the battlefield, and although Liu Chan was not dead, the country was shattered. How big is this feud? It may not be clear that it will be entangled for hundreds of years.

Recently, the Judge's Mansion has been spinning again, the two countries are at war, and the dead are like rain in the sky, and you can't see the end at a glance, and you can't count how many raindrops. And it goes on and on, and it will always last for a while.

Shang Ying no longer cares about supervising the judges under his hands, and there is also a long queue outside his public house, all of which are souls waiting for trial. The dust in the brazier floated in the wind and floated in front of his eyes, changing into what it was before it was burned.

"Well, Zhao Feng, a soldier of the Wei State, a native of Ducheng in Chang'an, died in the Sword Pavilion. There has never been any evil in his life, and now he has been judged by the judge's palace and approved by Yan Jundian, and sent to Huaizhou for resettlement, and will be reincarnated when his life is over. Zhao Feng, do you have any objections?"

The villain has no objections. ”

"Okay, go ahead, go out, there will be a ghost to take you there, if you don't understand, just look at the piece of paper I gave you, if you still don't understand, go and ask the local officials." ”

The new ghost named Zhao Feng walked out of the public house with a slightly apprehensive mood with the guide to the life of the underworld produced by the Judge's Mansion, and followed the ghost guards waiting at the door.

Shang Ying took his judgment aside, picked up the next volume, and shouted outside the door, "Next!"

A middle-aged male ghost bent over and walked in, saluting him: "I have seen the judge, Zhuge Zhan is polite!"

Shang Ying nodded, and said while looking at the content in his hand: "The underworld does not talk about human etiquette, all ghosts are equal, you should take it easy, and wait for me to calculate my life, and then I will talk to you." ”

"Adults can do it themselves. ”

Shang Ying looked at it, and at the same time recorded on the bamboo slip on one side, and waited until he wrote down everything he wanted, and then calculated the merits and demerits one by one according to the laws of the prefecture. It took about half an hour to finish all this work. Zhuge Zhan is much more complicated than the previous Zhao Feng, and judging him alone is probably enough to judge more than a dozen Zhao Feng.

Throw the final result into the brazier and don't check to see if it's burned clean.

Shang Ying asked, "Are you the son of Zhuge Liang?"

"Back to my lord, Zhuge Liang is my father, and Zhan can't help Sheji, so he has to die on the battlefield. ”

"Your son Zhuge Shang died with you?"

Hearing Shang Ying mention his son, Zhuge Zhan was a little sad, and said: "Although Shang'er is young and young, he also knows how to repay the country with death, and I am fortunate to have a son like this." ”

"The change of dynasties is a common thing. It's just a pity for you people, wait for the trial, I'll let you send you to see Zhuge Liang. ”

"Thank you, Judge, for meeting my father!"

Shang Ying waved his hand and said, "There is no need to be grateful. This is a topographic map of the underworld made by the judge's office, and there is some common sense of living in the underworld, you can put it away, if you don't understand it, you can ask your father when you go back. ”

Zhuge Zhan turned the folded paper that Shang Ying threw over, and carefully put it in his arms. I was about to thank him a few more words, but I saw smoke and dust flying up from the brazier, floating in front of Shang Ying, and turning into bamboo slips that had been burned before.

"Well, Zhuge Zhan, Shu Han Ping Shang Shushi, died in battle. Now after the judge's office has been tried and decided, and Yan Jundian has approved, the merit test is set as the middle and upper class, and the test is set as the lower class. Sent to the north of Chengdu City to resettle, to be reincarnated when the yin life is exhausted. Zhuge Zhan, do you have any objections?"

"My lord, I have no objection. ”

"Okay, go, go out, and there will be a ghost to send you to your father. Live a good life in the underworld, the rights and wrongs of the past, let it go, don't worry about it. All kinds of things in the world are empty. Win or lose, but it's all a dream. ”

Zhuge Zhan nodded, and begged again: "My lord, can I wait for my son and go with him?"

"Yes, you go and talk to the ghost guards outside the door, and they will take you to find Zhuge Shang. ”

Zhuge Zhan thanked him again and again, and then he walked out of the door of the public house. Shang Ying's impression of him is not bad, it would be better if he didn't talk about etiquette like this.

Put a roll of bamboo slips in your hand, put it aside, and pick up the next one. Shouting out the door, "Next!"

Zhuge Zhan didn't wait, in fact, Zhuge was still waiting for him. Two people died at the same time at any time, and they were sent to the underworld at the same time, but they were divided among different judges. Zhuge Shang's judgment is still ahead of his father.

It is not only Zhuge Shang who is waiting for him, but also Zhang Zun and Zhao Guang. Several people were covered in tattered armor, and they were all quite touched when they got together after death at this moment. Zhang Zun is Zhang Fei's grandson, and Zhao Guang is Zhao Yun's son. They have the same characteristics, their parents and grandparents are all people who were born and died for the country.

Now the country is shattered, and it is in the hands of Cao Wei, and it is even more in the hands of these people.

There are a lot of mistakes, not necessarily because of one person, but this person is unlucky to catch up with the time when the error erupts. Most of them have to take the blame on themselves and take all the blame for themselves. The more filial the child, the more likely they will do this, and the more glorious the family, the more there will be such a tradition.

This is probably the foundation of the rise of a family, the backbone of a family. The sense of responsibility is always pressed on the top of a person's head, which makes people feel deep pressure.

It is not easy to meet those parents and grandparents who have not seen each other for many years. The four newly dead ghosts gathered together, silent, unmoving, just looking at each other. The ghost pawns didn't bother to urge, anyway, they had to come back to continue their work after sending them off, so it was better to accompany them for a while, so they should be lazy for themselves.

After a long time, Zhao Tong opened his mouth and said: "What should be seen is always what needs to be seen, and the inheritance left by the previous generation is destroyed in our hands, so let the elders punish it." Whether it was beating or scolding, we all admit it, who told us that we couldn't keep the country. ”

Zhuge Zhan patted him on the shoulder, and he could see Zhao Tong's already crying red eyes.

"In the first battle of Mianzhu, I am the commander-in-chief, when I see my father, don't speak, I will bear everything. ”

"Siyuan, don't be like this. The dynasty is shattered, how can all the fault be blamed on you alone!"

"I've made up my mind, and I don't need to persuade again. This little brother is tired of sending me and waiting. ”

The ghost pawn spat out the grass root that was chewing in his mouth, and said, "Let's go, it will take two or three days to go to the north garden, and you have to prepare some food first." ”