After the ghost door was closed, the middle-aged ghost held the chain tightly in one hand, and held a wolf and sheep stick full of sharp protrusions in the other.

"Why is Huangquan Road so muddy?" Some ghosts are complaining.

The yellow road, like a swamp, was very muddy, and the ghost walked on it, stepping on it, and it took the strength of the milk to pull out the feet that had fallen into the mud, and after a few steps, he felt exhausted, sweating profusely, and unable to move forward.

"Huangquan Road can feel your sins, those who are deeply sinned, the deeper they fall, the more difficult it is to walk, and those who have no sins walk on it, as if they were walking on the ground." The middle-aged ghost sneered at the few people behind the team, walking hard, sweating like rain.

In the Yin Mountain Realm, the middle-aged woman who wanted to escape, said that she was a big fat man of a national cadre, and a middle-aged man with fancy hair and arm tattoos was at the back, and each of them was extremely pale, and every step was extremely difficult.

And in front of the procession, the old man who explained hell to everyone in Yin Mountain, strutted with his head held high, the mud on the ground had no effect on him, and he was closely followed by a kind old lady, her eyes were pure and curious, like a wise man who had seen through life and death.

Behind them, a middle-aged man, dressed in a shabby military uniform, frowned, and strode forward.

"Hurry up!" lifted the wolf and sheep stick in his hand and hit several people at the back of the team one by one, directly hitting their bodies full of holes.

The middle-aged woman with triangular eyes and hanging eyebrows who was beaten was so painful that her eyes fell out of her sockets directly, and her voice was so sad that everyone felt cold in their hearts.

Along the way, screams continued to be heard, and around Huangquan Road, there was a dead silence, there was no sound, no animals, no ghosts, only the pitch-black land, and the dark red weeds on the land.

These weeds are not simple, if a ghost wants to escape, step on the weed, the blades of the weed will be like a meat grinder, churning the fleeing ghost into a pulp.

In the distance, a smooth mirror-like cliff gradually appeared in everyone's eyes.

On the cliff, the three huge words "Wangxiangtai" made many people can't help but speed up their pace, and even the last few people are staring at the cliff and trying to speed up their pace.

"Wangxiangtai, in the legend, you can see your living relatives from here." The old man at the head said with some emotion.

"He's right, you hurry up, when you see Wangxiangtai, you can see your living relatives, this may be the last time you will see them in your life." The middle-aged ghost said in a low voice.

"Child, my poor child, you must be healthy and grow up happy." A young man about thirty years old, from the lookout platform, saw a little girl kneeling in front of the spirit, her eyes were red from crying, his eyes suddenly turned red, and her eyes couldn't help but fall.

"Mom and Dad, the child is not filial, I can't be by your side, I can't take care of you, I can't give you a pension, I'm ashamed of you!" A young man in his twenties, looking at his gray-haired parents in the mirror, his face was pale, his eyes were red and swollen, and his body was kneeling in front of the spirit, and he couldn't help crying, kneeling on the ground, kowtowing in the direction of Wangxiangtai.

"Slut, I'm so good to you, I just died, you go to find a man!" The obese man who claimed to be a government cadre in the rear looked at the junior who had just been adopted on the screen, and was already rolling on the bed with a little white face, and scolded angrily.

Then he saw his subordinates, saw the brothers who usually exchanged glasses with him, and looked at the women who had affairs with him, but unfortunately none of them were sad because of his death.

The middle-aged man's face was pale, and he finally remembered his wife who was kicked away by himself, a middle-aged woman appeared in the picture, she was not beautiful, and even a little old and vicissitudes, in the mourning hall, with a boy about ten years old, quietly burning paper money, taking care of his funeral.

"Lu Mei, Lu Mei, I was wrong, I was really wrong! I'm sorry for you, if you give me another chance, I will push away all the dinner and wine parties, if I can do it again, I will no longer have the luxury of being promoted and making a fortune, and I will never provoke other women, I will only be good to you alone in my life, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry! He couldn't hold it anymore, tears flowed, and remorse and guilt filled his heart.

At this time, he found out that the so-called power and wealth woman has no meaning to him, everything is empty after death, and the only meaningful thing is this relationship that his wife insists on.

No matter how reluctant the ghosts were, soon the lookout disappeared from their sight, and some of the ghosts would still chat along the way, but at this time, there was only endless silence in the process, and there were sobs from time to time.

"Your Excellency, the ghost has been brought." After walking for two days, a group of people finally came to the outside of the household registration hall, and the middle-aged ghost sent a greeting to the acquaintances who were on duty outside the household registration hall, led everyone into the household registration hall, and saluted the judge sitting behind the desk.

"Well, well done, you can go back." From the drawer of his desk, the judge took out a transparent scroll with the title "Book of Life and Death."

"Come here, tell me your name, gender, age, cause of death." The judge pointed to the old man standing first, and lifted the brush in his hand, as if he were handling household registration in reality.

The old man's face showed a look of astonishment, he was a little unbelievable from the moment he saw that the name of this palace was the Household Registration Palace, according to the records in the ancient books, the management of the household registration in the underworld should not be the Palace of Life and Death? When did it change to the family register.

According to the legend, the underworld masters the soul, and when you enter the underworld, you don't need to say anything, and once you take a picture of the book of life and death, all the information of the past and present lives will be clear at a glance.

Although the old man was extremely surprised in his heart, at this time he was expressionless, hid his doubts in his heart, and honestly reported his information to the judge.

Seeing that the brush in the judge's hand lightly touched the book, all his information appeared on the first page.

A ghost messenger came over and led the old man aside, and the speed of registration was very fast, and in half an hour, more than 2,000 ghosts were all registered.

Wu Jiaoyang, who was paying attention to this, shook his hand, and a physical book of life and death appeared in his hand, turning the first page, number, name, gender, age, cause of death, under the cause of death, life overview, life merits, punishments, and reincarnation opinions were all still in a blank state.

"This time, I will register the dead one by one, and at the same time as registering, I will use the book of life and death to keep a trace of the core of their soul in the book of life and death."

"No matter what creature he is reincarnated into in the future, as long as he ingests a trace of breath, he can find out his past and present lives." What Wu Jiaoyang was holding in his hand was the body of the Book of Life and Death, a super artifact he had created with millions of soul fragments, and the most precious thing in the entire underworld.

In the underworld, up to the ten Hades and down to the judges at all levels, they are all divided into the book of life and death, and the authority is different if the division is different.

The book of life and death in the household registration hall is the lowest level of transparent separation, which can only view the basic information of ghosts and enter the basic information of ghosts, and has the ability to detect polygraphs.

If the information provided by the ghost is false, the book of life and death will remind the judge to enter it.

The ontology of the Book of Life and Death in Wu Jiaoyang's hand is similar to the space management center in the earth's space, but the computing power and storage capacity are more than 10,000 times more powerful than the space management center, and at the same time, Wu Jiaoyang has been endowed with a certain amount of wisdom to supervise the ten Hades, and at the same time dynamically adjust everything in the underworld according to the number of ghosts in the underworld.

It can be said that the Book of Life and Death is the core of the entire underworld, and it is the most powerful tool for the ten Hades to manage the underworld.

Wu Jiaoyang put down the book of life and death, and continued to cast his gaze on this group of ghosts.