Chapter 1: A Thorn in the Underworld (Part I)

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"Luo Yu Mountain falls in the north, with a circumference of 30,000 li and a height of 2,600 li.

There is a stone on the mountain, which is called the dark and fertile stone, and it is the place where the five turbidities of the world are facing in the east.

There is a city under the mountain, the name is called Xuan, the capital of the underworld. ”

Bu Yu sat on the colorful Netherworld Rock, muttering,

"It's completely different from what I imagined."

At the foot of the city, the green mountains are surrounded by green water, white clouds, hanging dogs, pavilions, pavilions, golden houses, and tiles for hundreds of miles.

A vast river is emptied from the leylines of the earth, and then flows into the endless sea of fog at the end of the sky, which is magnificent, and six bridges such as gold, silver, jade, and wooden planks are erected on the river.

The name of the water is forgotten, and the name of the bridge is helpless.

Even the stone inscriptions that stand on the stele look so peaceful and comfortable.

If it weren't for the translucent white ghosts on the bridge, who lined up to hang white flags from the bridge, set up stalls, and the old woman took a bowl of Meng Po soup and drank it, waiting for the wheel to be reincarnated, Bu Yu really suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

Of course, there are other reasons why Bu Yu is sure that this is the underworld.

Under the ghostly rock, the pen-holding judge Niu Tou Ma Mian led a group of little ghosts to cry and shout,

"Ancestor! You are our ancestors! We beg you, come down! ”

The colorful light of the Netherworld Fertile Stone steamed the ghost qi on their bodies, making the ghosts of all sizes miserable and weak.

Bu Yu shouted in his throat and hit the sky,

"I won't go down, and I won't go down if I am killed!"

"The master is wronged! Master, my body is very good, I don't have a good fart, and my health status is six pluses..."

"Master calculated for himself, in one hundred and nineteen years, eleven hours and seven quarters of an hour of Yangshou thunder can't move, and I will die after a fucking sleep? It doesn't make sense for you to tell anyone! ”

"Master, I'm wronged! I'm going to appeal! The master swore by my sacrificial spirit blood, I fucking sue the gods and Buddhas of the nine heavens and ten earths, and the master will also seek this justice! ”

"It's a shame, the snow is flying in June, the sky has no eyes, the world is going down, even the underworld is so fucking corrupt!"

Bu Yu's resounding soul questioning hit the heart directly, and all the ghosts were scolded.

Ma Mian, who had a big head, finally stuffed a long tongue back into his mouth, and after a long time, he said,

"Judge, you can touch the Netherworld Rock here, you go up and get this kid down, otherwise we will all have to finish the game."

The judge's innocent grimace turned even paler when he heard the words, and he went to the Netherworld Fertile Stone, so can the official still come down?

"It's better to say than to sing, you can do it, don't beep if you can't."

A horse's face is expressionless,

"Today is the re-election ceremony of my lord Ah Cha, you do it according to your measure, Lord Yu Lei will sleep for three thousand years from tomorrow, this horse face wants to see if there is no Lord Yu Lei to cover you, which makes my lord Ah Cha upset, how are you going to live these three thousand years!"

The judge belongs to the descendant of Lord Yu Lei, and he is already annoyed, which will be even more angry, and he scolded in his heart,

"Damn mule, stubborn donkey! Three thousand years later, look at how this official will fix you! ”

The bull's head rammed and said,

"Brother Ma, this thing scolds you."

The horse's face was a horse's mouth, and he almost swallowed the judge's head directly,

", you little white face, dare to scold your Ma Ye?"

The judge's tone was three points weaker,

"The bright moon and pine trees shine on the clear spring stone, and the official never speaks of a villain."

The horse's face was angry,

"Damn, you little white face still dare not admit it? Who doesn't know my Brother Niu's mind-reading skills, one of the best in the entire underworld? ”

The judge is at fault, and he dares to be angry but does not dare to speak.

But the fault is the loss, and the stupid thing of climbing up the Netherworld Rock is not going to kill him.

The bottom is in a stalemate, and the cloth above is even more noisy,

"Do you still dare to come up and arrest the master? Fuck your uncle, you don't have to come up, I'll jump down, master, and I'll fall to death! You wait! ”

"Ancestor, don't jump, don't jump!"

"It's like, don't think about it."

The ghosts persuaded on their lips, but their hearts were happy.

Jump, jump, you're a ghost, where else can you die?

...

In the middle of the capital, the Yama Palace, the house is quiet and upright.

A majestic man with vertical lines on his forehead put his hands behind his back and said angrily,

"My lord Ah Cha and Lord Yu Lei are about to change their term, who dares to make a noise outside the Spirit Binding Palace?"

The world calls the Yama Palace, but in fact, Yama originally meant to bind, and the guilty people were also bound, and its temple was called the Binding Spirit.

The imp came to report,

"Big big people, big big big things, no, no, no, no!"

Hades was furious,

"Where did the ghost come from, I can't even understand a word, am I no one in the underworld?"

Another little devil stepped forward,

"My lord, this is a lonely soul and wild ghost who was just promoted from the tongue pulling hell a hundred years ago and performed well, and he just put on a new tongue, so he doesn't need to understand it."

Hades snorted coldly,

"Yu Lei's descendant, hum! Your Highness Lonely Ghost, what happened? ”

The little imp trembled,

"No, it's not good, there's a powerful ghost in the yang, don't take the Huangquan Road, but the bridge doesn't go to the Lethe River, and it falls directly on the Netherworld Rock, which will be scolding the street, and it can't be stopped."

The king of Hades shuddered when he heard this, and almost fell from the high platform of the Spirit Binding Temple.

"What, what?"

"Ahem, this king is saying, are you sure it's on the Netherworld? Why? ”

"Small, small don't know."

Hades was furious,

"If you don't succeed enough, you will lose more than anything, what does this king want you to do! Come on, drag it on, ice hell, a thousand years in prison! ”

The little ghost was dragged down crying, and the king of Hades pointed to His Highness,

"You, go and bring that rampant man to this king."

"Just say, just say that there is any grievance, and this king himself will make the decision for him."

"This..."

The little ghost's eyes rolled, "Adult, little one, I'm afraid that the powerful ghost in the sun won't listen." ”

Hades is furious,

"Then what do you mean, that I went to find the lonely ghost myself?"

"Abandon my lord Ah Cha, who is about to wake up from his slumber? Or, are you ready to greet my lord Ah Cha in person? ”

The little ghost was so frightened that there was a trace of blood on his face,

"Small, small don't dare, small will go."

"Slow!"

Hades thought for a moment, "You should take my Yudu Ling as a token and tell him not to make trouble again." ”

"Yes!"

After the imp left, Hades walked around the hall, raised his wrist and looked at the newly arrived I17 watch,

"Damn, the efficiency of the soul seducer and the night wanderer is getting lower and lower, why can't this king have the people he wants? My lord Ah Cha will wake up in an hour, how can this king be good? ”

The little ghost beside him persuaded,

"My lord, I'm afraid that there is a lot of traffic jams in the yang world these days, and the soul envoy and the night wandering god don't often go to the yang world to do things, I'm afraid that there are no two adults who are familiar with black and white impermanence, and it is inevitable that there will be delays."

Hades nodded, frowned again,

"How is the one surnamed Qiao meditating in the cold hell, why is this I18 refusing to be released?"

The little ghost touched the I9 whose screen was already broken, and burst into tears.

"My lord, his surname is not Joe, his surname is Job."

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