Seeing Bao Zheng's smile, Lin Zhihui Mo Ming felt a chill in his back, the wind was gusting all around, and the ground flashed in front of him, and he came to the solemn public hall from the stone pavilion with beautiful mountains and rivers.

"Mighty ......" water and fire sticks hit the ground, and the ghosts on both sides made a low demonstration sound, and the two were in harmony, like a grand bell and a big Lu, and every blow seemed to hit his heart.

Lin Zhihui looked confused, and before he could figure out what was going on, he heard a startling sound, and subconsciously heard the sound, only to see the mirror plaque hanging high, and a public case placed below, after the king of Yama in an official robe sat upright, he looked at himself condescendingly, extremely majestic, and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Suspect Lin Zhihui, are you guilty?"

The sound exploded in his ears like thunder, Lin Zhihui's legs trembled, and he suddenly lifted his breath to stabilize the lower plate, so he didn't kneel down in the hall, looked at the ghosts around him with solemn expressions, I don't know which one this is singing, and I steadied my god: "I have always been law-abiding, I have never bullied the good, and I have never been a traitor, I don't know what the crime is?"

"Bold. King Yama snapped again: "You spread rumors to confuse the public, disturb the order of the underworld, the consequences are serious, the impact is bad, and you dare to quibble." ”

Lin Zhihui vaguely realized something, but he still had a stalk in his neck and refused to admit it: "There is no such thing." ”

"Someone!" King Yama snorted coldly.

A ghost official next to him immediately stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and a ghostly text appeared in front of him, and he read it according to the script.

As soon as Lin Zhihui heard this, a slight cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, and he read the plot he wrote about the ghost clan, and counted several of the hidden places in the underworld, which could not be denied at all.

The ghost official quickly finished reading out the guilt and stepped aside, and the king of Yama said in a deep voice: "The evidence of the crime is conclusive, you still have something to say." ”

"He who does not know is not guilty. Lin Zhihui naturally would not be restrained, and said with a white face: "Besides, I have made remedies in time to eliminate the adverse effects, and King Qin Guang also knows about this incident, why do you come to turn over these old accounts now." ”

"Ignorant child. King Yama's eyes glared: "The underworld is almost fighting again because of you, how can you stay out of the matter if you don't know a word, although you wake up in time, but although the death crime can be avoided, the living crime cannot be escaped." ”

Hearing this, Lin Zhihui breathed a sigh of relief, put on a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, and looked at King Yama, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "If you want to add to the crime, why do you have no words, I don't believe you dare to do anything to me?"

"Bold. Several ghosts next to him shouted loudly and were about to step forward, but King Yama waved his hand, stared at Lin Zhihui for a long time, and suddenly smiled slightly, revealing a row of white teeth: "Yes, I really have some guts." As he spoke, he glanced at the ghost officials beside him, and the ghosts quickly retreated, and above the huge public hall, only the king of Yama, the ghost officials and Lin Zhihui were left.

Lin Zhihui felt more confident now, and his expression became more and more calm, Brother Dark Dao had already seen that there was something greasy in it, and he wanted to fool me, then you had miscalculated.

"You also heard the accusation just now, it's not that the old man framed you. King Yama eased his breath slightly, looked at Lin Zhihui and said: "Now that the mistake has been made, there is no point in pursuing it, this time I summoned you not to ask for guilt, but to solve the big trouble you caused." ”

"I can't afford to blame it. Lin Zhihui can see it, the other party said for a long time, it is nothing more than asking him to take responsibility, how can this work? He is not stupid, although this matter has something to do with himself, but no matter how it is, he should not be talked about to carry it.

"What you can't carry is to solve the problem. King Yama waved his hand and said without refusal: "The old man has always been fair and selfless, and he will not lose his reputation because of you, but since you are an unintentional mistake, I have decided to treat you lightly." As he spoke, with a wave of his big hand, a black gas swirled up on the public case, rose into the air, turned into a huge seal, and pressed down on Lin Zhihui's head without saying anything.

Lin Zhihui didn't have time to react at all, only to see the seal volley in the air, and a coat of arms formed by black qi flew towards him, and it disappeared into his eyebrows like lightning.

King Yama nodded with satisfaction, as if he had completed a major event, and said to Lin Zhihui, who was standing on the spot: "Now this official has announced the verdict, the criminal case is serious, and he will be punished for several crimes and imprisoned for a hundred years; ”

Lin Zhihui stood at the foot of the hall, stiff, his eyes widened and his mouth stammered, although he didn't know what kind of ghost place that ghost stream was, but as long as he saw the ghost official's sympathetic gaze, he knew that it was definitely not a good place.

"Wait a minute. As soon as King Yama finished speaking, Lin Zhihui suddenly found that he could speak, and he didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly shouted: "Let me supervise the Qian, I can't do it at all." He raised his right hand and said complainingly: "Although I have a tower, I always drop the chain at critical moments, and I can crush me to death with one finger, I am not her opponent at all, otherwise there would be no Difu today." ”

King Yama didn't speak, just looked at Lin Zhihui with a smile, or the ghost official pointed to his chest, and said seemingly kindly: "You are now a prisoner of the underworld, just be obedient, otherwise, even Da Luo Jinxian can't save it." ”

Lin Zhihui didn't know why, so he looked down in the direction of his finger, and found that there was an extra black mark on his chest, the shape was the same as the seal he had seen before, and in the middle was a big ghost character.

"What is this?" Lin Zhihui was shocked, and suddenly looked up at the smiling King of Yama: "I am not a ghost clan, nor am I an undead, the underworld does not have the power to pronounce on me, I protest." ”

"The case is closed, and the protests are invalid. King Yama said neatly, but he obviously also knew how to use people, and immediately gave Lin Zhihui a sweet date after a slap, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, as long as you work hard, the old man will not let you work in vain." As he spoke, as soon as he raised his hand, a ghostly light flew towards Lin Zhihui.

Lin Zhihui subconsciously raised his hand to take it, and found that it was a black token, with a simple style and an inexplicable cold atmosphere.

"This is a token of the ghost of the underworld. The ghost official stepped forward and explained in a timely manner: "With this order, you can perform the duties of the ghost messenger, and it is also very cheap for you in the human world. ”

"That's pretty much it. Lin Zhihui's anger eased slightly, it's not that he is greedy for small profits, now that the wood is in the boat, he has been stamped by others, he can't hide, he can only fight for his rights and interests as much as possible, thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at King Yama: "But let me provoke the thief, it's not enough to just give a ghost." ”

King Yama smiled slightly, his teeth were still dazzlingly white, and he raised his hand and pressed it weakly: "Don't worry, this is simple." ”

Without waiting for Lin Zhihui to ask, the sleeves of King Yama's robe brushed over, and a delicate wooden box appeared in front of him.

Lin Zhihui raised his eyebrows slightly, reached out and took the box and opened it, and inside was a silver hairpin with exquisite workmanship.