As he spoke, Wang Tianshun thought of his family members who died tragically next to him, as well as his granddaughter who suffered from congenital heart disease, and couldn't help crying.

Hearing Wang Tianshun's words, the presiding judge frowned.

After picking up the life and death book and checking Wang Tianshun's life, his heart suddenly became clear.

He slapped the table and said angrily: "Bold criminal, are you saying that my underworld is indiscriminate, indiscriminately hooking innocent souls, and harming your family?" ”

Wang Tianshun raised his head and looked at the presiding judge fixedly, this is what he meant.

The appearance of the underworld has convinced him that many myths and legends are very likely to be true.

He felt that the tragic death of his family must be due to the fact that God or any god saw him full of evil, and then let the underworld cut off his family's yang shou to punish him.

If this were not the case, how could not a single one of the ten members of a family live past the age of forty-five except him?

"Hmph, the cycle of heavenly principles, its own law, individuals have their own fate, individuals have their own fate, your family's deaths are all destined, how can it be related to the underworld?" The referee snorted.

Hearing this, Wang Tianshun was stunned for a moment and muttered, "Is it all fate?" ”

If everything is fate, what is the point of doing good deeds for half of your life?

"Take it away." The referee waved.

A servant stepped forward and carried the walking corpse-like Wang Tianshun away.

The presiding judge bound Wang Tianshun's 'verdict' together with a piece of paper that recorded his good deeds and evil deeds, and handed them to a nearby official.

Then the official put it into a file bag and sealed it.

…… It has become popular to establish personal archives in the prefecture.

The other side.

When Wang Tianshun came back to his senses and wanted to ask where his family was and whether he could see him, he found that he had been set up out of the judge's palace and walked a long way.

"Well, they've been protected by me all their lives, and they haven't done anything bad, so they shouldn't be sent to hell...... See, it's better not to see. He sighed inwardly.

Soon, the official took Wang Tianshun to the entrance of the eighteenth layer of hell.

This is a hideous and terrifying big ghost head, full of fangs and bloody mouths, which is the gate of the eighteenth layer of hell.

There is also a black stone tablet erected next to it, with the blood-red inscription 'Eighteen Layers of Hell in the Netherworld'.

After entering the inside, Wang Tianshun found that although the entrance to hell was terrifying on the outside, it was very modern on the inside, and it turned out to be a ...... Lift.

There are eighteen elevator button floors, from one to eighteen, the official pressed three, and the elevator quickly fell to the third floor.

The door opened, and Wang Tianshun entered the third layer of hell.

After coming in, when he saw the scene in front of him, Wang Tianshun's eyes were stunned, and he was stunned and dumbfounded.

Not frightened, but ...... Thundered.

The scene of the third layer of hell is really a bit unexpected, and it is not at all the terrifying picture of dry bones and rivers of blood that he imagined.

Here...... It turned out to be a big factory.

Five meters above is the ceiling, on which rows of incandescent light sticks are inlaid with a soft glow, and there are air conditioning vents, which are blowing a cool breeze down.

The ground is paved with white floor tiles, smooth as jade, and on top of it, there are modern assembly lines, which are running at the moment, and the sound of mechanical rotation is roaring......

All this gave Wang Tianshun the illusion that he had not come to hell, but to the production workshop of an electronics factory in Yangshi.

However, when he saw the 'products' flowing on the assembly line, he shivered fiercely.

That...... It turned out to be all living people.

was tied to the assembly line by the front of the four upwards and eight forks, and passed through five levels and six generals, passing through one platform after another.

And on the platforms...... It's iron rods that have been smashed down one by one.

The iron rods at each station are different, some are thick, some are thin, some have iron thorns, some have sulfuric acid, some have salt water, some have chili water, some are burned red, some are biting cold, and some are crackling and sparkling......

Bang bang bang......

The iron rod swung up and down like a whirlwind.

Driven by the robotic arm, tirelessly, it hit the people who flowed through the production line below again and again.

And those people on the production line were beaten one by one to the skin and flesh, the flesh and blood were blurred, and they did not look like humans.

This picture made Wang Tianshun a little dumbfounded, and at the same time very frightened.

It's bloody, it's terrifying, it's terrifying.

It's really shocking, shocking, and miserable.

Rao was once an underground godfather, and he had seen too many bloody scenes, and at this time, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back and his scalp was numb.

For those people on the production line, there is a deep sense of pity.

But soon it occurred to him that he himself was about to become one of them, and he was cold from head to foot.

Pity them, it's better to pity yourself first.

But what is there to pity such as those of oneself?

The sins that you have done in life always have to be repaid after death.

If those who have been harmed by themselves know that they have gone to hell and have been tortured in this way, they will probably clap their hands and beat gongs and drums and set off firecrackers to celebrate......

"Great, sir, what is this?"

Wang Tianshun swallowed and foamed, pointed to the assembly line in front of him, and turned his head to look at the officials on the side.

"Haha, that's weird, isn't it? Everyone who comes here is weird. ”

The young official laughed and explained: "This method is good, not only convenient, but also very labor-saving. ”

"You don't know, there are too many prisoners in hell, according to the previous way of execution, each prisoner must be assigned a jailer, and the manpower of the underworld is simply not enough."

"It wasn't until some time ago that His Majesty the wise and martial Yin Tianzi appeared to manifest himself, drastically rectified the underworld, laid down new rules, changed his style and innovated, kept pace with the times, and completely transformed Hell with great magical powers.

"Brother, in fact, you are very lucky, at present, in the eighteen layers of hell, only the first three layers have been rebuilt, and the other layers are still being rebuilt, with your sinful karma, it should have been broken into the eighth layer, you must know that the further down the hell, the more terrifying it becomes, the first three layers are the lightest, you can steal the fun......"

While speaking, the young servant took Wang Tianshun to a place that looked like an office.

It is similar to the office of Yangshida Company, with several desks neatly arranged and office computers on them.

More than a dozen people dressed as jailers were sitting in front of the computer, crackling and operating.

Wang Tianshun glanced at the computer screen, and when he saw it clearly, his face suddenly trembled, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

These dozen jailers...... I'm actually playing League of Legends.