I squinted at the open door of the temple, as if someone had known I was coming, and had not closed it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I took a deep breath and walked into the solemn hall with some kind of feeling.

There are still a lot of Yin priests sitting on high platforms on both sides of the hall, just like when I first came.

It's just that I, a man dressed in a black and white robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and a bearded face suddenly appeared, which attracted some attention.

I couldn't stand the scene of being stared at by the ghost, so I quickly quickened my pace and hurried towards the place I remembered.

The road was extremely smooth, and there was no one in charge to stop me, in normal times, a human broke into the underworld hall without permission, if he was caught, he would be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell and difficult to turn over.

When I walked to the "office" where the Wheel King of the Ten Halls was located when I first came, there were still two men with fierce faces and big knives standing there, and when they saw me approaching, they looked at me and ignored me.

I thought they wouldn't stop me, so I thought about going up and pushing the door open, but as soon as I got closer, I was forced back by two large knives that suddenly came.

"What?" The man on the left said coldly.

"What?" The man on the right followed suit.

I was stunned for a moment, and I didn't doubt it anymore, and asked them: "The Ten Palaces asked me to come to him, who are you?" ”

"The Ten Halls are not here for the time being, please go back," the two men replied at the same time, never letting go of the big sword in their hands.

"And where did he go?" I always felt that something was wrong, so I asked, "Please let me see him, I have something important to know."

The two men looked at each other, and the one on the left put down the big knife in his hand and said to me, "Please follow me"

With that, he turned and walked towards the so-called "office" of the temple.

I hesitated for a moment to follow, and judging by his actions, the Wheel King should not have left the underworld, but just left for somewhere else.

While thinking about it, the man had already come to the hall, and walked straight to the first Yin Si who was sitting on all the high platforms and said, "I have something important to do, I want to see His Royal Highness the Ten Palaces."

I took a closer look, this Yin Si is not a human or a ghost, it seems to be closing his eyes to recuperate, and his pointed ears heard the man speak, and moved slightly, before slowly opening his closed eyes.

"The Ten Halls are discussing ways to deal with the catastrophe in the world, and they should not be disturbed," the Yin Si slowly dropped a sentence and continued to close his eyes.

The man who brought me nodded, then turned to me and said, "Please go back."

With that, he also left me and walked back.

I looked at the yin with some anger, this guy looked arrogant, could it be that he deliberately made it difficult for me not to see the wheel king?

It stands to reason that since the Wheel King has explained what he said to Judge Cui, he will definitely wait for me to come over, so that it will not get to this point.

As soon as I thought of this, I became even more angry, walked up to the high platform of the first Yin Si, stretched out two fingers and knocked on the table, and said, "You can figure it out, it was the Wheel King himself who asked me to come."

"Huh?" What I didn't expect was that when I knocked it, there was a fluctuating sound in the hall, and almost all the cold-faced office looked at me with a pitiful face.

Seeing this, I didn't know why, so I coughed lightly, ignored it, and looked at the first, and found that he had opened his eyes widely, and his pupils exuded an aura that made me tremble.

I took a few steps back in surprise, but he still didn't look away, staring at me with his eyes.

"Listen, let him in"

Suddenly, a loud sound came from the hall, which made me, who wanted to retreat for a while, pause in place.

I haven't heard this voice, not one of the ten halls or the nine halls, but judging from his words, most of them are also a person of extraordinary status.

The who was staring at me closed his eyes and beckoned to me.

I was stunned for a moment, but I still didn't retreat, and walked up boldly.

"Don't make a noise when you go in, remember," the yin told me, and suddenly put a hand that had been transformed into a unicorn foot on my head, and then I felt a fainting, and the whole person disappeared.

After waking up again, I didn't know when I came to a dim space, in which there stood a lonely palace that was a little smaller than the Yin Si Hall of the King of Hades, revealing glazed tile roofs, just like a not too large island, restrained, high-profile but not luxurious.

At the top of the red vermilion lacquer gate, there is a black gold silk nanmu plaque, on which the dragon flies and the phoenix dances inscribed with three big characters 'Qingtian Palace'.

I stood outside the hall, a sense of solemnity spontaneously arose, and the momentum that came from time to time made the back of my head cold, and I didn't dare to move the slightest.

This "Qingtian Palace" really has a kind of "Qingtian" trend, which makes people feel awe.

"Amitabha" I suddenly heard a Buddha murmur in my ears, I was startled, and quickly turned my head to look, only to see a monk wearing a robe, bald head and bare feet, and a kind face was walking towards me.

"Who are you?" I asked respectfully with everything that had happened before, and I had a rough idea in my heart.

"The donor is here to find His Royal Highness the Wheel King, right?" The monk ignored my question and asked directly.

"Yes," replied without hesitation, not daring to slack off.

"Come with me" The monk nodded, took the lead in pushing open the door of the palace, and walked in.

I tried to calm down, so I had to follow in, and for some reason, as soon as I arrived, I felt that I had lost all my connection with the dust, and I felt an indescribable sense of depression all over my body, as if all the skills I had acquired could not be exercised here.

Stepping into the palace, you will find that the inner pillars of these halls are supported by a number of black giant columns, and each pillar is carved with a whirling and coiling, lifelike white dragon, which is particularly spectacular.

What interests me more is not the environment in this tall hall at all, but the carved dragon throne placed in the hall.

There are ten carved dragon thrones, each of which is in the shape of five or five opposites, and on that seat there are ten statues, all of which are blue-faced and fanged, exuding the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

"Don't move, just wait here," the monk said as he stopped with me.

"These are ......?" I looked at the ten statues, and I thought two of them were so familiar.

"Don't ask, don't think, don't think" The monk folded his hands, leaned slightly, closed his eyes, and stopped speaking.

I swallowed, not daring to make any rash moves, the oppressive force of the ten statues almost made me breathless, and I had to adjust my breathing and wait without moving.