After the Jizo King Bodhisattva announced the final verdict, the Morira Hall suddenly shone brightly, and the dazzling light forced people to not open their eyes.

After a few moments, the light faded, and the crowd opened their eyes,

The high case was empty, and the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth had already floated away. There was no chance for Ning Hao to appeal again.

At this moment, Ning Hao was extremely bitter in his heart.

It's not because he didn't get the opportunity to exile for three hours on the eighteenth floor of the dungeon. It's that the trial of this case is too loose and confusing, who is behind it, using himself to expose the crime of the Wheel King?

The huge yellow finch didn't know if it was one of the Nine Palaces of Yama, or if it was someone else.

Zhou Huawen is right, the three of them are likely to have no bones.

Not only is the danger of the eighteenth floor of the underworld, but the greater danger comes from the black hand hidden in the shadows.

Killing an insider after achieving the goal is a must-do homework for every conspirator, and that unidentified grandson even dares to calculate the king of the Ten Palaces, how can he care about adding a few small shrimps to himself.

It can also be said that King Jizo was careless for a while and didn't notice it.

But in the end, the Wheel King left the green letter that exposed the crime, and it was clear that none of the ten halls of Hades were good. Not only did he not punish the crime, but he also directly destroyed the evidence of the crime......

Ning Hao felt that this soft-hearted Jizo King Bodhisattva didn't seem to be here to try the case, but like he came to blow the black whistle.

He now looked at the remaining Nine Hall Yama Kings, and felt that each of them had roe heads and rats, and it seemed that they had an intention to kill themselves. In the three days on the eighteenth floor, I don't know how many open guns and hidden arrows I will encounter.

"Xiaobai, does your butt still hurt?" Ning Hao turned his head and looked at Bai Wuchang, who had just been beaten a hundred times.

At this moment, Bai Wuchang had been unshackled, and when he heard Ning Hao's words, he threw himself into Ning Hao's arms aggrieved and sobbed,

"Brother Hao, it's good that you're here. Otherwise, I will be exiled to the eighteenth floor for a hundred years, and I am afraid that you will only have a skeleton left when you see you again. Brother Hao, don't go to the eighteenth floor, it's not a place for people. ”

Hei Wuchang opened his big mouth and said sadly,

"Xiaobai, don't say stupid things, the Bodhisattva follows his words, and no one can change the result. With Brother Hao's prestige in the underworld, the eighteenth layer of hell is not impossible to survive. Let's help him take care of the company every day, burn incense and chant Buddha every day, and bless him with good fortune and a safe return. ”

Why do these two brothers and sisters talk like a funeral, is it so dangerous on the eighteenth floor of the underworld?

Ning Hao looked back at Zhou Huawen, this guy still had a depressed expression, like an old lady from a peasant family who had just died of chickens in a yard.

"Send Ning Hao and the three of them to the eighteenth floor of the underground, and dig coal in the Dade coal kiln for three days. Execute it now!"

King Ping gave an order, and the ghost sent Ning Hao and the three of them to be shackled and escorted to the eighteenth floor.

"Brother Hao, you must return safely. ”

Xiao Bai's tears were gushing like a spring, and he rushed up and hugged Ning Hao, tears and snot flowing all over his chest.

Ning Hao lowered his head and rubbed on her tender face,

"Xiaobai, don't be like this, your brother Hao is not so easy to die, it's only three days, and it will pass soon. ”

Black and white impermanence sent Ning Hao and the three of them all the way to the eighteenth-floor lifting array. After saying goodbye to Xiaobai seven or eight times, Ning Hao and the three of them were sent by the ghost to open the shackles and advance the magic circle.

As soon as the flowers were in front of them, the three of them were in a desert.

In the sky, a half-black and yellow-like sun hung high in the middle. It doesn't look dazzling, but it feels hot and unbearable.

The endless desert stretches to the horizon with no end in sight. In front of him was an iron chain that stretched into the distance, presumably a signpost leading to the coal mine.

"Why don't those ghosts come down, do you leave us to fend for ourselves?"

Ning Hao looked around, except for the three of himself, there were no other ghosts. I can't help but feel a little strange, he hasn't seen this kind of exile in TV series.

Zhou Huawen sighed and said,

"When I was reincarnated before, I heard those ghosts chatting and talked about it. Ghosts are also in need, such as incense candles. People need more, water and food. This desert can only go along this iron chain, and only at the end of the coal mine in the mountains can there be materials for survival. If you want to live, you will go to the coal mine, and you don't need to be escorted at all. ”

Ning Hao smiled, "That's not too dangerous." It's just that you're hungry and thirsty on the road, and it's not too difficult. Anyway, there are only three days, and it will pass soon. ”

Zhou Huawen pointed to the half-black and non-yellow sun path above his head hard,

"It is said that the time of rise and setting of this round of the underworld on the eighteenth floor of the underworld is irregular. But the shortest time is also fifty hours, and it will rise and fall at one time. ”

"Fifty hours at the shortest?"

Xu Xiaonan's eyes widened and said, "Fifty hours is a hundred hours, which is more than four days...... In other words, one day on the eighteenth floor of the underworld is equal to a little more than four days. Three days is what it looks like in the thirteenth day of the Yang world. ”

"But this has only happened once in 5,000 years......"

Zhou Huawen's expression was a little numb when he spoke, and the words hidden behind him made Ning Hao's hearts tighten.

"How many days is the longest?" Ning Hao asked boldly.

Zhou Huawen's face turned to Ning Hao silently, two tears swirling in his eyes,

"The sunset has been recorded once, and the longest time is 200,000 and one hours. It's equivalent to fifty years in the Yang world, ......"

When he said this, Zhou Huawen was already in tears,

"Even under the most normal circumstances, the three days of the eighteenth layer of this underworld are equivalent to the fifty years of the Yang World. Master Hao, it makes sense for me to ask the King of Jizo to exile us for three hours. You see, now, it's not much different from being sentenced to life imprisonment. ”

Ning Hao now finally understands why Bai Wuchang has repeatedly said goodbye to him, just like parting from life and death. Fifty years of exile, let alone a human being, even a ghost can't stand it.

If you think about the impermanence of black and white being sentenced to 100 years of exile, that is the rhythm of not coming out of the day at all.

"Master Hao, are we going to dig coal here for fifty years?" Xu Xiaonan looked at Ning Hao bitterly, and couldn't help but feel sad, his eyes were slightly red.

"Not necessarily, we can still pray that the sun will rise and set sooner, maybe we will be able to return to the yang world in forty years. Zhou Huawen said sadly.

"Fortunately, I interceded, if we were exiled for three months, we would have to die here of old age. Made, the old man of Jizo is not kind. Why didn't he want to think about what to do if the Stygian coin was broken, and where would he get the money to pay the jade miners. I am not in the Yang world, what should I do if there are no spare parts for the machinery in the jade mine, no engine oil and no diesel? Don't you want to repair the Yin and Yang Reincarnation Tower?"

Ning Hao looked left and right again, and there was no shadow of the teleportation array. There is endless yellow sand on the ground, the sun is scorching in the sky, and there is no way to enter the earth!

"Grandma's, Lao Tzu is worth hundreds of millions, and there is an empress fiancée. Why have you been digging coal in this desert for 50 years?"

Ning Hao looked up to the sky and shouted, "The Bodhisattva of the Nine Palaces of Yama and the King of the Earth, I know it's wrong. Let me out!"

The entire eighteen-story desert was dead silent, and there was not even half a creature. I only heard the ticking sound of Zhou Huawen's tears falling into the sand.

Ning Hao raised his hand and pointed directly at the dark sun, and said awe-inspiringly,

"Zhou Huawen, Xu Xiaonan, don't be depressed. I won't just give in, since I can kill into the underworld, we can also kill out, Lao Tzu wants to escape + prison!"