LocationNetherworld.

Coordinates Judge's Residence.

The two Yin guards in front of the palace were quietly closing the gate, so as not to be heard by the passing spirits in the judge's mansion, which would damage the majesty of the judge's mansion.

Just now, Niutou No. 10086 and Mamian No. 12345 entered the judge's mansion with a wandering spirit who shouted loudly that 'the underworld is unfair', and after a while, it began to be noisy inside.

"I'll tell you! I'm only 21 years old, and you've taken me into custody, and you're going to accompany me to my loss!" said a young man under the lobby with his left hand on his waist and his right hand pointing at the angry beard-glaring judge.

"Uncle, can't I call you uncle! It's wrong for me to detain the wrong soul, and you can't ignore people!" Ma Mian No. 12345 bent over and said with a smile.

"Cut, don't come to this set, if it weren't for my special physique, I didn't react when I drank Meng Po soup, I would have been thrown into reincarnation by you in a daze!"

Wang Ming, a college student, squinted for a while after dinner, and then opened his eyes on Huangquan Road!

The wandering soul just entered the underworld, still in a daze, and was pulled by the bull head and horse face until he came to the Nai He Bridge, and was blown by the wind of the Santu River under the Nai He Bridge, and suddenly sobered up.

After drinking Meng Po soup, he wiped his mouth, evaluated the taste of Meng Po soup, and asked how he died by the way.

Then Na Ma Mian replied that stomach cancer was in the advanced stage.

Two exclamations followed.

"Your memory is still there?

"How is it possible to have advanced stomach cancer?"

A sound came from Meng Po, this old woman with a rickety body, almost threw the bowl in her hand, anyone who drank Meng Po soup, all the memories of the previous life were emptied, and the consciousness returned to chaos, and he would only follow the ghost like a marionette and go to the six realms of reincarnation, but this guy in front of him, after drinking the soup, not only said a little salty, but also chatted with the ghost?

The other sound was made by Wang Ming.

Stomach cancer is in an advanced stage? I'm in good health!

"What's the problem? Oh no, Meng Po, your soup is expired, isn't it? Why is his memory still there?" as he spoke, Ma Mian tapped his finger in front of him a few times, and a light curtain appeared.

Wang Liao, 21 years old, cause of death: advanced stomach cancer, no great evil before his death, straight into reincarnation.

"How can my soup expire!" Meng Po's hand was shaking

"I'm Wang Ming! Three points of water, not two points of water!" Wang Ming saw the content of the light curtain in front of Ma Mian.

"Ah, let's... What do you think of the horse face!" The bull was stunned for a moment, and asked with a huge horn.

"What?" Ma Mian was also stunned, the top has been strict recently, the pressure on the underworld side is relatively high, and if the wrong soul is discovered from above, even if he is the judge's brother-in-law, his future will be doomed!

In that case, then be wrong!

"Who said that! How could I be wrong! Meng Po, pour him another bowl of soup! Send him to reincarnation after drinking!" Ma Mian said in a horizontal manner.

"This..."Meng Po hesitated.

"It's not in order, is it?" said the bull head.

"Why, don't believe me? I'm the judge's brother-in-law! I'm Ma Mian No. 12345 who he ordered, could it be that my work will go wrong?" Ma Mian glared viciously.

"Yes, yes..."Meng Po hurriedly refilled the bowl of soup.

"You can't do this! I won't drink! Let go of me!" Wang Ming was shocked, what did this horse face want to do!

"Bull Head, break his mouth open!" said Ma Mian viciously.

"Hmm... You guys... There will be retribution... Cough.... Ahem. The big hand of the bull head grabbed Wang Ming's mouth and poured another bowl of soup into it.

"Retribution? You tell us about retribution, it's funny, drink the soup, and obediently reincarnate!" Ma Mian said in a good time.

"My name is Wang Ming, you are a bull head and horse noodles, and you have detained my soul by mistake!" Wang Ming, who finished drinking the soup, said quickly.

"Why are you ......" Ma Mian froze.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it! My memory is still there!" Wang Ming smiled a little arrogantly.

"Meng Po, what's the matter with your soup!" Ma Mian grabbed Meng Po by the collar.

"I don't know...... The geist before him had drunk well. Meng Po was also a little panicked.

"I don't believe it, Zai Sheng, continue to pour him!" Ma Mian was also a little panicked.

"Vomit, Meng Po, your soup is a little salty, drink too much, a little ......" Wang Ming bent over and retched, being poured more than a dozen bowls, he really couldn't drink it.

"What's going on...... bull head looked at the dumbfounded horse.

"Let's go, go to the judge, I'm his brother-in-law, he should ......" Ma Mian hesitated, and the rest of the words were not finished.

"Meng Po, you should not have happened today, understand! I'll go to the judge to solve it!" Ma said to Meng Po.

"Understand, no matter how strict the above investigation is, our underworld is still one heart, you can rest assured!" Meng Po said.

Then Ma Mian and Niu Tou took Wang Ming all the way to the judge's mansion.

After listening to what happened, the judge was also a headache, recently the heavenly emperors don't know which way to smoke, and they are particularly strict in investigating the affairs of the underworld.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, the matter of the underworld has been investigated more strictly recently, and the wrong soul is indeed a big basket!" took a deep breath and calmed down, and the judge spoke.

"Is this a matter of detaining the wrong soul? He forcibly poured me Meng Po soup! The law enforcement methods are quite bad!" Wang Ming said on his feet.

"It's really his fault, but he's my brother-in-law, I can help, I still want to help, I think, you can understand this, you just talk about it, how do you want me to compensate, are you willing to give up?" The judge glared at Ma Mian No. 12345 and said, this Ma Mian No. 12345 is the younger brother of his third wife, who does not learn and has no skills, and he can't recognize all the words, but because the third lady nagging in his ear every day, he gave him a position of Ma Mian, numbered 12345, but he didn't expect that he would cause such a big trouble after only a few years in office, but he was still at this juncture.

"Tell me, what compensation can you give me?" Wang Ming rolled his eyes and said, he didn't understand anything about compensating for this thing, if he said it casually, what should he do if he lost it, it was better to listen to what the judge said.

"There is no way to increase your longevity now, and now I am watching every stroke in the book of life and death, but I can ask for a lucky star to add some blessings to you. The judge muttered.

"Blessing, this kind of thing that can't be touched and seen, I don't want it!" Wang Ming directly refused.

The judge fell into deep thought.

Ma Mian 12345 stood aside with a sad face, while Niu Tou 10086 rolled his eyes, ran forward, and whispered a few words to the judge.

Wang Ming pricked up his ears and didn't hear anything.

"Ahem, there you have it, I have something you can see and touch here, but I don't know if you want it. The judge said word by word.

"Tell me about it. ”

"Well, sometimes the prefecture is not manpowered, so there will be some supernumerary personnel, and now the position of this supernumerary personnel is vacant, I don't know if you are interested?" said the judge.

"What do you mean? "Wang Ming didn't understand.

"I don't know if you've heard of the world when the sun judges the world and the underworld at night?" the judge asked.

"That's necessary! Do you want me to be a judge!" Wang Ming's eyes lit up.

"Then how can it be, your strength is low, let you go to trial the gangsters, do you think you can do it?" The judge's expression was a little subtle, you are a judge, so what am I doing?

"Then what do you mean?" asked Wang Ming.

"As for me, I can give you a stamp, so that you will become a person from my underworld, and when you are in the yang world, you can help attract ghosts and the like, and meet powerful ghosts... Forget it, if you encounter a powerful ghost now, you should run quickly, but every time you attract a ghost, you can get a power of merit, with your current body, you can't practice, but the power of merit can strengthen your body and let you embark on the path of cultivation.

"Cultivation?is like a sword immortal on TV?" Wang Ming's eyes lit up again.

"Well, if you want to repair a sword, you can. "The judge still hasn't said a word, the premise is that you can get the cultivation method of sword cultivation.

"Then you just turned me into a supernumerary, aren't you afraid that the upper authorities will check you?" Wang Ming asked.

"It is the power of the prefecture to expand the number of non-staff personnel. The judge smiled, and it seemed that the other party had taken the bait.

"Okay, I accept it!" Wang Ming thought for a moment and said.

"No repentance?" the judge asked.

"No remorse!" Wang Ming said categorically.

"Good!"

"Ah~~~" A miserable scream pierced the entire judge's mansion.

"Okay, after stamping, you are also a member of our prefecture, this horse face is also your peer, and you yourself are involved in this matter, if you poke this matter out, you will also be in trouble, understand?" The judge said with a smile as he looked at Wang Ming, who was blowing in the palm of his hand.

"Is this a personal vendetta for you?" said Wang Ming as he blew.

Damn, the seal that the judge said actually conjured a red-hot soldering iron out of thin air, and it was fiercely imprinted on the palm of his hand!

"No, no, only if you have experienced pain can you become a supernumerary. "The judge is still smiling, boy, dare to roar in the court, but let me seize the opportunity to vent.

"So what should I do now?" Wang Ming asked.

"Now, I'm sending you back to your soul!" The judge waved his sleeves, and a gust of wind swept in, and Wang Ming's eyes suddenly turned black and he lost consciousness.

"My lord, it's really cheap, that kid!" said Ma Mian No. 12345 viciously.

"Hmph, I can't tell the difference between Ming and Zhen, go back to reading for me, and don't come out and make trouble for me again until I recognize all the words!" said the judge with a dark face.

The horse's face wept and departed with the bull's head.

In the lobby, only the judge sat alone in front of the case, his eyes firmly fixed on the book of life and death in front of him.

In his book of life and death, Wang Ming and Wang Zhen have been flickering alternately, as if there is an invisible pen trying to modify something.

"Interesting, the reincarnation pen with authority above the judge's pen actually appeared to change his life, who is it?" the judge's expression became solemn.

"But whatever, drinking Meng Po soup can preserve his memory, in his previous life, he was at least a Da Luo Jin Immortal cultivator, and now he was abducted by me to the underworld and stamped, the underworld should have earned it, right?" The judge touched his chin and immediately smiled.