"Quiet!" Just when the old and young people of the Ji family were crying and losing their temper, two teams of ghosts rushed in, lined up on both sides of the main hall, and scolded them.

Although they were used to being powerful in the world, they were scolded by the ghost at this time, and everyone in the Ji family couldn't help but tremble, and they didn't dare to beep more.

Even the pampered ladies stopped crying, and only sobbed with forbearance.

Among them, the most panicked one was to ask the string chief.

As a monastic, he knew something about the underworld.

Here, it's not the Hades Palace, but ......

Ask the string chief the whole person...... No, the whole ghost trembled.

He could calculate that this true dragon son was extraordinary, but he couldn't calculate his specific identity.

Now, there is speculation.

If...... If this real dragon is not from the world, but from the underworld, then they will be miserable!

Thinking of this, he asked the string chief to regret that he was not at the beginning.

The reason why he dared to steal the luck of the Chen family was actually partly because the son of the true dragon was generally the emperor.

The emperor of this world does not know the destiny of heaven, even if he steals his luck and spoils the life of the true dragon, he does not know the cause and effect, let alone find his head.

But if it is the emperor of the underworld, then it is a fatal thing.

As if to verify the guess of the chief of the strings, Chen Yifan wore the crown of the Xuanxi court robe of the Emperor of Xudu, walked from behind the screen, and sat on his throne.

The young man's appearance is a little immature, but with this majestic imperial crown, he does not show any disobedience, and his powerful momentum makes up for everything.

Asking the string leader's eyes widened, and he looked up at the young man he had just seen, his soul body was turbulent.

Fruit...... Sure enough!

It's over, it's all over!

The young man in the world who was wearing a T-shirt and a casual jacket has become the supreme of the underworld who sits on the throne and looks down on the world.

And they, just now alive, are ...... It's dead.

If he dies, he is the subject of the youth.

Thinking back to the things they had done, he was extremely sure that the boy would never let them go.

Thinking of this, the face of the chief of the string changed a few times, and the soul power on his body fluctuated strangely, and he was about to "commit suicide".

As a disciple of a mysterious sect that can learn the art of changing the heavens and the earth, Daoist Wen also has some research on the soul body.

But at this time, with his own secret techniques, it was obviously impossible to be the opponent of the high-ranking Difu Supreme.

He would rather be scattered than be judged and punished by the supreme of the earth.

"Want to die? Did Bendi agree? Chen Yifan's eyes froze, and he lowered his eyes and looked at the string and said.

Immediately, two ghosts stepped forward, threw out the soul hook rope in their hands, and tied the chief of the string to a big tie.

The soul hook rope can not only hook the soul, but also suppress the soul power, which is really the only magic weapon to hook the soul and suppress the ghost.

At this time, the soul power that the Daoist had just mobilized with the secret method was instantly suppressed back and could no longer be mobilized.

Chen Yifan sat on the cushion of the throne casually, he was used to sitting in this position, and he did not have the excitement and nervousness at the beginning.

Now, isn't it just a chair for him? It's just a little bigger, a little more luxurious.

Asking the string chief who wanted to "commit suicide" under the ghost's influence, Chen Yifan glanced at a judge next to him.

The judge immediately stepped forward, took out a long scroll with dark colors as the bottom and complex dark lines, unfolded the scroll and read: "Emperor Yu, the Ji family has five people in the world, a total of 317 people, all in the palace at this time, plus the old Taoist question, a total of 318 people, listen to the emperor's judgment!" ”

Chen Yifan didn't answer, only nodded slightly.

The judge bowed his head, turned to look in the direction outside the hall, and said in a loud voice: "Present the files and merits of the past life!" ”

A sound of neat footsteps sounded, and a column of judges went up to the hall together, holding dozens of centimeters of files and merit books in their arms.

The so-called archives are all the experiences of a person from the time of reincarnation to the time of death.

It is more detailed than the book of life and death, but because it is recorded by the judge and the ghost, it is possible to make mistakes.

And if this file is wrong, it will also directly affect this person's experience in the world, just like Tao Yiran's brother and sister.

After all, the archives of the prefecture are not just records of what has happened and is kept as information.

As for the merit book, it is sorted out by the judge after each person's death, and all the things done during his lifetime will be judged in it, and finally according to the judgment, he will decide what punishment and what reward should be received.

Generally speaking, serious sins cannot be offset by merit, while merit can be added up.

It is necessary to first convict the criminal law of a serious sin, and then give a reward with the merit remaining to offset the minor sin.

Generally speaking, the reward is early reincarnation, or the choice of whether or not to be reincarnated, as well as the status of the next life.

Of course, under normal circumstances, from death, to crossing Huangquan Road, Lechuan River, drinking Meng Po soup, and looking back on Wangxiangtai...... It will take a few days to accept the verdict.

Moreover, ordinary ghosts do not need to go to the Hades Palace to accept the verdict, they are directly notified by the ghosts, and they can see a judge, all of whom are either great or great.

Those who can see the king of Hades are even more meritorious people who can become immortals.

After all, there are only ten Hades, and there are more than a thousand people who died on this day.

And this can go to the palace of the Emperor Xudu, there is only one criterion - it depends on the mood.

Whether it is merit enough to become an immortal, or the crime is heinous and heinous, there is no need for Emperor Xudu to personally interrogate him.

The Ji family is undoubtedly very honored.

The judges who came in with the files and merit books arrived at the position and stood up, put down the things in their hands, and looked at Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan looked at one of the judges and gave him a look.

When the judge received the order, he immediately picked up a book of merits and deeds that had been sorted out in front of him, and read it aloud.

"Ji Yueying: 698 evil deeds in his lifetime, good deeds...... 3 pcs. ”

"Among them, sowing discord, slandering and harming people, sentenced to 500 years in hell for pulling out tongues!"

"harmed people's lives, and went up and down, hiding from the sky and crossing the sea, making it difficult to settle their grievances, and sentenced to 800 years in prison in the evil mirror hell!"

"Blasphemy and sentence to 500 years in Daoshan Hell!"

"After the rest of the merits and demerits are offset, the crimes are accumulated, and they will be sentenced to eighteen layers of hell and reincarnated for a thousand years."

and...... As a member of the Ji family, he was sentenced to eighteen layers of hell, reincarnated indefinitely, and never turned over! The judge paused, glanced at the Ji family's ghost group, Ji Yueying, who was completely stunned and confused, and read out the last one.

As the Ji family, it is their biggest mistake in this life.

As the Emperor of Xudu, Chen Yifan knew that it was also their own life for them to vote for the Ji family, but as Chen Yifan, he couldn't forgive the Ji family.

"Why? Why do you want me to never turn over just because I am a member of the Ji family? ”

"It's not fair! You're not fair! ”

Ji Yueying came back to her senses and shouted at Chen Yifan frantically.

You will never be able to turn over, and how terrifying it is to just listen to it!

"How much justice is there in the world? You were born to enjoy fine food and clothing, and some people were born to suffer from cold and hunger, is it fair? Chen Yifan sneered.

"Why? Just because I'm the Emperor of Xudu, and you're just a mortal! ”