In the second temple was badly wounded,

and burned the source almost half of hell,

At this moment,

The soul of King Chujiang is like a candle in the wind, swaying non-stop,

It was as if the wind could blow it out.

Not to mention now,

A hand has been inserted into his body,

It's like he's standing on the edge of the cliff,

He was pushed again.

A generation of Yamas,

is about to fall on the city wall that symbolizes the supreme power center of the Yin Division,

It has to be said that

is a great irony.

This is an irreversible ending, and his fall has been doomed.

Below, many officials in the city who were living in a mess didn't know that another Yama was about to disappear from this world.

A thousand years, even for the existence of the underworld, is considered a very long time, and the officials who have grown to several generations of Yin have long been accustomed to the high position on the small temple of Mount Tai, and are accustomed to the guarding side of the ten halls of Yama.

In this world, there is no absolutely excellent system, all systems, as long as you are used to it, are good systems.

Lawyer An has shouted like a magic stick in front of Zhou Ze more than once: "It's going to be windy, it's going to be windy!" ”

possible

Lawyer An himself did not expect that

This gale, which is about to sweep through hell,

It's actually by their own boss,

Started in person.

When King Lu died, it was actually already full of mountains and rains.

But because of that time, Zhou Ze and Yinggou made a big fuss in hell, and they were put on hold.

And this time,

What I stopped a year and a half ago,

It's about to start over in your own hands.

The world is impermanent, but there are always traces to follow, and when you draw and draw, it becomes more and more like a circle.

…………

The First Temple,

King Jiang of Qin Guang stood on the side of the abyssal small hell,

Stretch out your hand and push the peach tree beside you,

Falling Flowers Colorful,

The roots of the tree are uprooted,

This is the only one in hell, and the peach tree that was transplanted with great difficulty.

Fell into the abyss,

It's over

Keep it,

It doesn't make sense anymore.

No matter how much you love, how much you cherish,

will no longer have any meaning.

The second temple,

The few surviving purple-banded judges lay sideways on the side of the ruin-like second temple wall,

Several people had numb and confused expressions on their faces,

Seems

The sky fell

yes

For them,

On this day,

It did collapse.

collapsed inexplicably,

Caught off guard,

collapsed like a joke,

The big guy is still in a trance.

The day before, the prince retreated and returned to the sun,

Today, the prince has fallen to hell.

They don't see much of the general trend,

only knows that after the loss of the prince,

This second temple will quickly fall to the same level as the blood-washed ninth temple.

Even, the upper and lower halls of the ninth hall have basically been washed in blood and are already empty, but they, these who survived under the magma of the moon, will be labeled and continue to face a surviving future;

possible

Instead, it will be a greater ordeal.

The Third Temple,

Emperor Yu of the Song Dynasty was sitting in the pavilion,

Listening to Mr. Su singing,

Mr. Su is obviously singing a sad song,

But the more Emperor Yu of Song listened, the more he laughed, the more he laughed,

I was so happy that my body began to tremble,

The teacup in his hand began to spill out of the tea, but he didn't know it.

He wants to laugh,

He wants to be happy,

The more deliberate you are, the more you are actually avoiding something.

He does not admit that

nonrecognition

Never admit it!

The Fourth Temple,

Wang Lu of the five senses stood by the river of blood,

Looking at the white bones that keep rolling in the river,

The expression is indifferent,

Volumes of documents floated out from behind him, falling into rivers of blood and beginning to dissolve.

These records, these documents, these things, are meaningless.

Newcomers will do it again and won't cherish these, so it's better to throw them all at once!

The Fifth Temple,

King Yama sat in the lobby,

Looking at the dog-headed statue in front of him,

Mulong and contemplative.

On the dog's head, the cold light is still there,

But in the eyes of King Yama Bao, there was no trace of the essence of the year.

What is no longer fortitude,

The rest,

There is only a waste.

Sixth Temple,

King Bi of Bian Cheng sat on the high slope of the vast exile hell, and in front of it, there was a huge earthen pit, and the officials escorted the souls of the dead with sins on their bodies to begin the torture of burying them alive.

Wang Bi of Bian Cheng stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of frozen soil,

Put it on the door of your own head,

Slowly let go,

As if you want to bury yourself alive,

If you can be buried alive,

That's the best.

It's better than continuing to live, to keep standing outside,

When he looked at the newcomer and smiled,

Yourself to the end,

Should I cry or not?

The Seventh Temple,

Taishan Wang Dong stood in front of a painting,

The person in the painting is dressed in white, and there is a simple ape standing beside him.

Taishan Wang Dong slowly stretched out his hand, took off the crown on his head, and put it in front of the painting.

Sighed:

"It's lost, it's all lost, I can't keep it, I really can't keep it."

From the time of the king, to one of the Yamas.

Taishan's Taoism has never been in his hands, but he lives like a symbol.

Right now

Even this remaining symbolism will be stripped away.

Nope,

It's gone.

The Eighth Temple,

City King Huang looked coldly at the thousands of souls cooking in the Great Ding below,

Reached

Pick up your favorite inkstone,

Thrown into the firewood,

later

Yubi Zhu Pi,

I don't need it anymore,

It's better to burn it, burn it, and ...... Go.

The Ninth Temple,

A red-banded judge sat in the middle of the empty hall, his eyes empty.

The tenth hall,

The reincarnation king Xue overturned all the cases on the table,

There was a roar of rage!

…………

originally

The ten halls of Yama are missing an equal king Lu,

Represents the breakage of the round mirror,

Now

One less Chu Jiang Wang Li,

It means that this disintegration can no longer be stopped.

Everyone is sighing,

Everybody's sad too,

Everyone is also helpless,

But everyone,

None are innocent.

The only different egalitarian Wang Lu has also completely dissipated a year and a half ago.

The thorn's head was plucked out early,

The rest,

It's a pot of frogs,

The warm water has been boiled,

Can't run away.

King Chu Jiang slowly raised his head,

continued to look at Zhou Ze,

The dense fireflies began to escape around him, which was the last remaining origin of the King of Chu Jiang.

If he didn't hand it over on his own initiative, Zhou Ze wouldn't eat it.

Because it means a lot of trouble, eating, easy to indigestion, but also easy to poison.

And

These sources are long gone,

It's much less than what the old monkey gave himself before he died.

most

It's all been consumed in the chase.

"For ............ Why? ”

King Chu Jiang is still puzzled,

At this time, he was like the ordinary people before he was killed, and what he pursued was nothing more than death, and he also wanted to die to understand.

"I ...... Done. ”

"And then............ And then what? ”

"It's hard."

"And then............ And then what? ”

"So, I know you can't do it."

"............" King Chujiang.

today

King Chu Jiang thought of the name of the dish for the third time.

I've done that.

So I know how hard it is for him;

It's so hard for me to do it,

so

At your level,

It simply can't be done.

So

Since you can't keep your life alive,

Let's die.

It's brutal,

Very realistic,

With a cold texture.

At this moment,

King Chu Jiang knows,

His own end has been doomed,

Whatever he says, whatever he promises,

For the man in front of him,

He didn't care.

In his eyes,

What he sees is that he doesn't care,

I really don't care.

He didn't care about the rivers and mountains he had once laid, and he didn't care that he had once sat on the throne of bones overlooking the thousands of miles of territory under his feet;

I don't care about the changes of the sun, moon and stars, nor do I care about the changes of yin and yang.

"I ...... I'm curious...... You ...... back then Why stop ......"

Zhou Ze slowly raised his arm,

A generation of Yamas,

Lifted up by him.

I wasn't going to talk any more nonsense with him,

But since it involves the events of the year,

You might as well say a few more words.

"Because...... I was sitting in that position. ”

In the tone,

With dissatisfaction,

With disgust,

It's like I've run into a problem and I have to deal with it, in short, it's very reluctant.

Because I was the lord of hell,

When the change of yin and yang is about to appear,

He could only go up and stop it.

After all, in the dictionary of win-hooks,

There is no such thing as "escape".

Even if the price paid for this is that he succeeded, he also fell.

But he didn't regret it, and there was still that kind of boredom and ...... Abandon.

"Finally............ At last............ One question............"

King Chu Jiang's voice was already very small,

As much of the remnant source dissipates,

His consciousness is also becoming more and more blurred,

"Finally............ A question............ Why............ Why are we ten............ Will it come to this day............ Today's step ............"

Why

Why

Why exactly?

Maybe before returning to the yang, maybe when Ying Gou came to the door of his palace, he didn't realize what his death meant.

But now,

He understood,

When he crossed Mount Tai and could not enter, he understood.

His death,

It is a key push for the collapse of the Ten Halls Yama system,

His death,

It will announce the complete collapse of the system of the Ten Temples of Yama.

The old ones will go down;

New ones, will come up.

The Bodhisattva deceived him,

No

The Bodhisattva didn't lie to him,

At the beginning, he went to ask the Bodhisattva, and the Bodhisattva told him about the stage, an era, and a stage.

He thought that the Bodhisattva was talking about winning hooks,

In fact

The Bodhisattva is talking about him.

The Bodhisattva said that he was willing to wait another Jiazi,

The Yamas also thought that there was still a Jiazi scenery,

But in fact,

Less than two years!

Bodhisattva

Can't wait.

Oh, yes

He really couldn't wait, just waiting for me...... He's dead.

The king of Chu Jiang is waiting,

Waiting for the winning hook to give yourself the answer.

Win Hook looked at him,

The answer is given,

After hearing this answer,

The body of the king of Chujiang,

Completely disintegrated,

Dissipated in the vast hell of hell,

In the moment of dissipation,

He seems to be still reminiscing about the answer:

"Virtue ...... No...... Match...... Bit ......"