There are huge steps in the middle of the hall, and on the platform at the top of the steps, Yama is half-lying on the high couch, which is the master of one side, and has his own revered position, and is admired by ten thousand people.

There is a judge on the left and right of the judge, the right judge is the judge in charge, and the left is the law enforcement judge.

On both sides of the foot of the steps, there are four ghost marshals sitting on the ground, facing the hall, arranged in an oblique row.

Outside, there are nineteen ghosts on the left and right who meditate cross-legged and lined up in an upright column.

On the left and right sides of the hall near the wall, there are dozens of ghosts standing upright, also neatly lined up.

From the inside to the outside, from the middle to the edge, on the ranking.

They all have human and demon shapes, and their individuals are of different sizes, except for their eyes are dark green and their bodies are cold, they are really no different from spiritual cultivation.

Yama and the two judges were dressed in white robes for wearing the Furnace Flower Head Spirit Ring, while the rest of the people were wearing the Skull Flower Head Spirit Ring and were dressed in red robes.

The front of the red robe has the name of the flower written in black lettering, with the number of the session, and the back and side sleeves of the robe are written in black lettering.

In the middle of the main hall, accompanied by Yan Luo's lazy movements, slow and powerful praise, Lao Jiu smiled "hehe".

There are a lot of spirit stones, pear-shaped nether fruits, three-colored dark flowers, and four-colored dark flowers......

Glowing light flew towards him, and he excitedly incorporated the rich reward into his spiritual ring.

Constantly bowing down and thanking him, Nuo Nuo continued to speak, and his mouth was full of flattering and congratulatory words.

Everyone in the hall laughed: "This old nine is very funny!"

"Stand down!" The judge in charge said with a smile, Lao Jiu bowed to everyone in the hall and retreated respectfully.

Then, a bright light flashed on the judge's spiritual ring, and a thick roster appeared on the case.

The title of the cover is: "Netherworld Thin, Wounded", and there is a pattern of the furnace fire under the title, and the word "wounded" is also engraved on the furnace.

The gloomy thin opened automatically, and the page flipped as quickly as the wind blew, and in a moment, it closed automatically.

The judge in charge stood up, arched his hand sideways, and said to Yama: "Tell Yama, there are seven seven forty-nine and nine eighty-one, and there are still ten souls left, and this hundred years will reach ten thousand souls!"

Yama replied: "Very good!

"No!" The judge in charge replied, then sat down again, and the spiritual light in his hand floated, and the judge's pen appeared in his hand, writing in the air.

Two golden runes with the word "Shadow Seal" appeared, and I saw that the tip of his pen was lightly touched, and the golden rune flew into the body of the two spirits, branding the spiritual vein imprint.

Then the Netherworld Thin flipped again, first to 7749, and then to 9981, and the judge in charge clicked twice with his pen, so that the Netherworld Thin could be connected with a seal, and the Netherworld Thin was closed again.

This Netherworld Thin and the Judge's Pen are both magic weapons, which will be connected to the Netherworld Thin, recorded in the record, and controlled, because of the power of the magic weapon, its perception is far stronger than the spiritual imprint.

Then the law enforcement judge sat up straight, stretched out his index finger, and carved the black font "Seven Seven Forty Nine" on Feng Yong's left cheek, and "Shi Bai" on his right cheek.

Yun Feiyi engraved "9981" and "100".

After the words were finished, the magistrate said, "Wake them up!"

"Yes!" A ghost messenger replied, and then stepped forward, kicking Feng Yong's waist hard with his toes, seeing that Feng Yong was not moving, thinking that it might be a strong incense, and the spirit cultivator boy was deeply affected by it, he kicked twice more.

Feng Yong felt pain in his lower back, woke up sleepy-eyed, and saw a pair of dark green eyes in front of him, and suddenly his body trembled violently with fright, "Ah!" A scream, his face turned pale, and his heart was about to beat out.

He grabbed his hands and rubbed his feet on the ground, and he quickly retreated, and quickly looked around to see a dark green, and then glimpsed a dark green eye, staring at himself intently.

In astonishment, he used his palm to exert force, and his body flew towards the temple gate at great speed, shouting in his mouth: "Daddy and Auntie, save ......"

But before the words fell, the aura in the ghost's hand floated, hit it with a palm, grabbed it back, and pressed him to kneel on the ground.

All he had left was "Roar!" The intermittent throat roar, and the constant writhing struggle, the Yin soldier exerted a little harder, and he was bound by spiritual power, unable to speak, kneeling and unable to move.

His eyes widened and his eyes kept moving, and he looked around in horror, and in an instant, his eyes were moist, and tears slowly rolled down his face to the inscription on his cheek, and another burst of hot pain came.

He saw Yun Feiyi lying asleep on the side again, his heart was cold, and he wanted to shout, but unfortunately there was no sound in his mouth.

The people were not surprised, they were expressionless, watching quietly, just afraid that such a situation had long been commonplace.

Seeing that this spiritual cultivator had been controlled, the ghost cha kicked sideways at the unconscious Yun Feiyi again, kicking a few times, but seeing that it had no effect.

He immediately squatted down and shook the child's head violently with his hands, shaking for a while, but the child still did not wake up.

The aura in his hand floated, and with a hurried wave, a white mist sprayed into the child's face, and he observed it for a while, but it still had no effect.

He caught a glimpse of the fierceness and a hint of contempt in the eyes of the law enforcement judge, and his heart suddenly became timid, and a sneer appeared on his face, and then he buried his head, but his face had turned ruthless.

"Smack!" , He slapped Yun Feiyi twice, seeing that there was no effect, "Bang!" , and two more slaps.

Yun Feiyi was dreaming that his eldest brother was trapped in a sea of magma, and when he saw that his eldest brother's whole body was scorched and distorted, his expression was painful, and he was very anxious.

Suddenly he felt as if he was being attacked everywhere in his body, his head was shaken, there was a pain, and he was sprayed in the face by something, but he didn't care about this, he just waited to reach out to the magma to pick up the big brother.

But no matter how hard he tried, the eldest brother he had just grabbed disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in another part of the magma, and he grabbed it there again......

It wasn't until the sharp pain in his face and the feeling became more and more intense that he suddenly woke up and shouted, "Big brother!" , jumping suddenly.

His eyes opened suddenly, and he happened to see a pale green world, a pair of deep green eyes.

The dark green eyes contracted suddenly, and his body trembled, and he took two steps back, and he was startled.

"Who are you?" , Yun Feiyi stared at those dark green eyes and asked.

The people around were deeply surprised, in the past, when the children woke up for the first time, they were all terrified, crying for their fathers and calling their mothers, even if there were few who did not cry, they could see the fear in their hearts.

Those who don't remember are naïve and ignorant, and they don't know how to be cowardly.

But looking at this spiritual cultivator, he is only three or four years old, and he can know things, but there is no timidity in his eyes, and he asks each other, why is this?

Seeing this, Feng Yong on the side was cowardly in his heart, and secretly scolded: "Fool, Feiyi, we were caught by these monsters!"

Seeing that Yun Feiyi was in crisis, he naturally felt concern in his heart, but at this time, the cowardice was much less, and he no longer cried and shed tears.

The ghost was frightened, and everyone had seen it, and when he saw everyone's mocking expressions, he was angry and bloody.

He scolded sharply: "Holy shit, little bastard, kneel down for Lao Tzu!" , Saying that the spiritual power changed a terrifying grimace, and cast a blood-colored giant claw, grabbing the space of Yun Feiyi's face.

I thought he would cry in fright, and then regain face.

But he didn't want Yun Feiyi to tip his toes, flew back lightly, looked around, frowned, and asked him again, "Who are you and why did you arrest us?"

The expression seemed to be thoughtful, deep and cute, and it was by no means what a three- or four-year-old child should have, and he didn't care about it at all, and he didn't pay attention to him.

There was a burst of laughter all around, and the ghost was almost surprised, his face was pale, and he was even more annoyed, and scolded: "Heh! , Saying that, the aura on his body floated, and he slapped Yun Feiyi with a palm.

He only exerted a little spiritual power before, but he ended up with a lot of jokes, at this time, he was angry, although he still had his hand, but he used too much force, if this palm hit, Yun Feiyi was afraid that it would be difficult to bear.

"Stop!" , With a soft drink, I don't know when Yama has been looking forward to it, the sound wave swept from his mouth, and as soon as the ghost attack came out, he was unloaded by the spiritual power, and he flew to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth.

"Don't back down yet!" , Another angry shout sounded, accompanied by the fierce eyes of the law enforcement judge, he reluctantly retreated to his original position, looking at Yun Feiyi with hatred.

Yama's body didn't move a bit, he just made a sound, and he didn't turn into an attack form, he came invisibly and unconsciously, and instantly unloaded the ghost's spiritual power, which was really powerful.

"Good guys, kind of interesting!" , sighed softly, and Yama's half-lying body erected slightly.

Then he shouted to Yun Feiyi, "Hey, little guy!"

Yun Feiyi turned to face him and looked at him, dressed in a white robe, with the word "Yama" written on his sleeves and arms, high and majestic, and he had never seen anything about his spiritual power.

"You're Yama?" , he asked softly with his eyes like a torch.

But in my heart, I thought, "Is it that I'm already dead? Is there really an underworld in the world? Like a legend, people come to the underworld when they die? But no, aren't we caught? This feels so real, it doesn't look like I'm dead? Isn't it like I'm dead?"

Yan Luo saw that he was not timid, his eyes were bright, and he actually gave birth to a trace of liking in his heart, and said with a smile: "Exactly, the old man is Yan Luo! Welcome to you, little doll, you will stay here in the future, the old man will solve the doubts in your heart, maybe you understand?"

He was afraid that Yun Feiyi would be too young and not understand well, so he asked each other first.

"Naturally, you are Yama, then this is the underworld? That is, the underworld, why did you arrest us here?" , Yun Feiyi replied, frowning again.

The ghost cha stood back in place, covered his chest, and just swept his face, naturally uncomfortable, and also had a sense of revenge.

At this moment, he was not very disdainful in his eyes, and secretly scolded: "Ignorant child, Yan Luo is so fearless in front of him, see how long you can jump!"

You must know that if it weren't for the permission, ordinary ghosts would not have been able to enter this Yama Palace, let alone see the Yama judges.

He has always been in front of the saddle and after the horse, and he actively does things, just to show his face in front of Shangguan, and Shangguan can think of him if there are good things in the future.

But he didn't want this ignorant Lingshi to make him lose face, how could this Shangguan pay attention to him in the future?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he kept scolding in his heart, "Little rabbit cub, when you meet Lao Tzu in the future, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up!"

At this time, the people in the hall looked at the spirit cultivator with an interesting expression, and his face showed appreciation, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but become more and more angry.