We returned to the ghost gate, and the four ghosts were still guarding there, and when they saw me and Youlian coming out, they all looked curious and surprised. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ah Gong and the bandits sat safely on the side, and there were no accidents, which made me breathe a sigh of relief, if we were not there, black and white impermanence would attack them, then the consequences would be unimaginable.

Not to mention the identity of the ghost, even if you beg the Wheel King to make a move, I'm afraid you won't get anything good.

"How's it going?" Ah Gong stood up and asked.

"It's okay for the time being, let's see how the sacrifice is going," I replied.

According to the meaning of the Wheel King, the lives of several of us can survive the sacrifice period unharmed for the time being, and the four ghosts do not dare to do anything wrong while they are in office, so from this point of view, the current situation is favorable to us.

Ma Mian saw Youpian and followed cheekily, he stood in front of us, not as serious as when we first met, and it was a contrast with the other three ghosts.

"The festival begins in half a day, and then the adults will come out to preside over the ceremony," Ma Mian said.

"Let's find a good place, lest some people have a crooked mind," said Yu Pian, glancing at the black and white impermanence.

Ma Mian nodded, and led us to a place far away from the three ghosts, a gathering point of Yin soldiers, where there were some humanized tea tables.

"I knew you were coming, so I specially asked them to prepare" Ma Mian looked at Yu Lian with a smile and pointed to the Yin Soldier Dao who kept going back and forth.

"Hmm," Yu Mercy replied more coldly than when he said to the Wheel King.

Ma Mian scratched his head in embarrassment, turned back, and left the place.

I sat on the chair at the tea table without any scruples, watching the Yin soldiers constantly arranging the scene, thinking that the customs of the underworld were still relatively small differences.

For half a day, we were speechless, just thinking about each other's plans, while I thought back to the escape route we had agreed upon when we came.

This place was brought by the Wheel King directly through the Ghost Gate, so if you think about it carefully, you can understand that he didn't give us the right route at all, and the only person we can rely on at the Ghost Gate is Youpian alone.

Let's not talk about whether to run away or not, the memory of Uncle Lou in your heart will not disappear all the time, if you can't be good, it is estimated that I will not be able to leave.

On the way to wait, I actually saw some old men in Taoist robes walking in not far away, who seemed to be living people, they gathered together, all holding amulets in their hands, fully equipped, most of them came out of curiosity, and saw us sitting next to the Yin soldiers, so they regarded us as ghosts, and did not dare to get too close, like little hairy children who had just entered the world, hiding far away.

I observed for a while, but I never saw the fat man I met outside the city gate, maybe he was not good enough, or maybe he was not brave enough, so he did not come in.

"It's coming" Yu Pitian's eyes stared, looking at the difference between the four ghosts.

The Yin soldiers who beat the drums there stopped their movements one after another, knelt on one knee, and lowered their heads on their backs.

The back of the four ghosts gradually became clear, and a white sedan chair slowly stretched out from the scattered yin qi, which was lifted by the four sturdy yin soldiers and appeared in front of us step by step.

It wasn't until he was close to the difference between the four ghosts that he stopped, and Black and White Impermanence took the lead in stepping forward and kneeling on one knee, and said in unison: "Welcome to the Ten Halls of Hades"

The bull head and horse face also followed, and roared majestically: "We have been waiting for a long time, and we welcome you to preside over the sacrifice."

The rest of the Yin soldiers who existed in the ghost gate also knelt down together, holding their hands into fists above their heads.

There was a faint sound from the white sedan chair, and Bai Wuchang hurriedly went up and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair so that the Hades inside could walk out.

The Wheel King changed the outfit of the green shirt I saw earlier, and replaced it with a slim black robe, on which was tattooed a divine beast with a tiger head, a single horn, dog ears, a dragon body, a lion tail, and a unicorn foot, and was equipped with a knee cover and a ribbon.

He wears a crown on the top of his head, the whole body is black, a "Yan" character can be faintly seen in front of the crown, the front end is decorated with several strings of small round jade, and a hosta is inserted horizontally in the back.

This outfit is full of domineering, compared with the green shirt and cloth, it can be said that there is a world of difference.

After the Wheel King walked out of the white sedan chair, he gradually straightened up, his eyes were as deep as a valley, his sword eyebrows were in the sideburns, his phoenix eyes were mighty, his thin lips were lightly opened, and his slender long hand as jade waved, and he said, "Get up."

"Yes!"

The mighty shouts rang out in unison, and all the Yin soldiers and ghosts got up one after another, and we stood in the position of mercy, and we didn't move at all.

The group of old Taoist priests arched their hands tremblingly, not daring to look straight ahead.

"He's just a Hades?" I asked curiously.

This is the celebration and sacrifice of the ten halls of Hades, is it possible to let the Wheel King preside over it, I don't care too much about this sacrifice?

"I guess ......" Yu Lian looked ahead again, and opened his mouth, "More than one"

I followed my gaze, and the white sedan chair of the Wheel King was put away, and he ignored us, not even a single glance came, but slowly walked to the front and vacated the place behind him.

"Greetings to the Zenji" The four ghosts all arched their hands and said to the shadow that was gradually becoming clearer.

The person who came was in charge of Shanbo, dressed in a green robe, with a lovely smile, and waved his hand when he saw the impermanence of black and white, and walked past them.

"It's Kanzenji," I widened my eyes in surprise, and my heart suddenly became excited.

This so-called Reward Benevolence Division is one of the four judges under the Ten Palaces of Yama, responsible for receiving the little ghosts who have done good deeds in their lifetime, and rewarding them according to the size of their deeds, determining whether they are in the six realms of reincarnation, ascending to heaven and becoming gods, or reincarnated as a human being.

I'm looking forward more and more to the next power, after all, how many people don't live their lives to see such a scene, and I consider myself the luckier one.

The Zenji bowed to the Wheel King and stood behind him, looking respectfully at the place where the black and white impermanence was staring.

"There's still something to come out," I stood up excitedly, "who could it be?"

A hazy yin aura shrouded the exit, and it was full of curious things.

"Greetings to punish the evil division!" The demons shouted again and greeted them.

Walking into my eyes was an old man in a purple robe, with angry eyes and closed lips, his back was very straight, and he looked like a businessman, which reminded me of the dean of education in school.

The Division of Punishment is also one of the four major judges, and he is responsible for the opposite of the judgment of the Division of Rewarding Good.

All the ghosts that come to report must first pass through the mirror of evil that they preside, and from the mirror they will manifest good and evil, and distinguish between good and bad.