All the way to Huangquan, Du Hong's mouth never stopped, boom, boom, and asked Wang Qianchen to take pictures of him, as if he was traveling to the underworld. Seeing that he had arrived at the door of the Yin Si General Association again, the door there was directly open, and the ghosts carried the Yin Spirits into the Yama Hall in turn, and it seemed that there were no other prohibitions.

Black and white impermanence stood at the door of the Yama Temple, strictly scrutinizing every yin spirit that entered and exited, and the sound of wailing and begging for mercy was heard from time to time in the hall.

"That's pretty much it, I'll just do it myself." Wang Qianchen found a place where no one was around.

"How do you get here? Let me tell you, although I am a ghost, I feel that I am different here from the world, I am weak and powerless in the world, but I am full of strength here, and I can definitely help you a lot......"

Before Du Hong finished speaking, Wang Qianchen took out the soul lock lamp.

"Don't, it's too crowded inside, and Chen Wanhe's feet are very smelly, and Tan Zuo always farts......"

Wang Qianchen waved his hand and put Du Hong into the soul lock lamp, and the noisy sound finally stopped. Then, he restored the bricks to their original state, tucked them into his waist, and used his stealth skills to quietly enter the Yin Si Association.

In the large courtyard, the yin spirits walked into the Yama Hall in an orderly manner, so that the footsteps of Wang Qianchen alone did not seem abrupt. There are also many large halls on both sides, which are the working places of other gods of the underworld, some are open, some are closed, and Wang Qianchen does not know what their function is.

Wang Qianchen swept through the long line of Yin Spirits, and quietly passed through the black and white impermanence, and entered the Yama Hall alone.

Romance

If Wei Zihua is in the underworld, he must be in the Yama Palace, how can Yama Emperor have a Judge Cui by his side? But no, in the Yama Palace, the handsome young man from before sat alone in the lobby, and the side was empty, not to mention the judge, not even a master.

Although the handsome young man has just taken the position, he is quite serious and responsible for his work, and every ghost who comes in, he personally asks about his life, place of origin, age and cause of death, and he has to open the book of life and death to check them one by one to confirm that they are correct.

On the quaint desk, there are mountains of documents, all of which are life and death books, all of which are in various provinces and cities, and it can be seen that the workload is extremely large, but the handsome young man is still meticulous.

"Good locomotive, what kind of place is this, and why did I get caught here? Sauce purple will make people super scared! At this moment, a girly boy suddenly came in the hall.

As soon as he heard this accent, Wang Qianchen knew that he was from a certain treasure island.

The handsome young man asked him about his age, place of origin, etc., as usual, and said directly: "Beat him to the eighteenth layer of hell, and he will never be able to live beyond his life!" ”

The treasure island man was surprised: "Why, I haven't done anything bad!" ”

The handsome young man sneered: "If you don't admit that you are a descendant of Yan Huang, your sin is unforgivable!" Pull him away! ”

The two demons immediately stepped forward and dragged him to the back of the hall.

"This is too locomotive...... "Takakushima shouted.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qianchen couldn't cry or laugh, when these guys were in the world, they refused to admit that they were from Great Xia, and shouted that they wanted to become a country of their own, but when they died, they weren't pulled to the underworld of Great Xia?

People are doing it, the sky is watching, and the ancients are honest and do not deceive me.

didn't find Wei Zihua, Wang Qianchen really wanted to see the fate of the treasure island man, and take a look at what the eighteenth layer of hell was like. Wang Qianchen continued to be incognito and followed the two ghosts to the back of the hall.

"Is there such a locomotive, why was it beaten to the eighteenth layer of hell, I admit that I am a descendant of Yan and Huang, can't I......" The treasure island man wailed and cried all the way, but he was still ruthlessly dragged to the edge of a cliff by two ghosts.

The sins you have created in your life must be repaid after you die!

At the bottom of the cliff is the place of the eighteen layers of hell, some of whom pull out their tongues, some cut off their limbs, some cut out their hearts, and some go up to the knife mountain, go down to the sea of fire, and enter the oil pot, until the eighteenth floor, which will be suppressed forever.

This treasure island man was so miserable that he had to start from the first floor and go down, going through each floor, and then going to the last floor.

"It's too locomotive! It's so locomotive......"

The Takushima man screamed and was pushed down by the ghost.

On both sides of the cliff, there is a bridge of reincarnation, reincarnation or something, Meng Po is standing on the bridge, the ghosts are lining up to drink soup, and then reincarnated, whether to be a human or a dog or other beasts in the next life, everything is determined.

Seeing the prosperous scene of the underworld, Wang Qianchen was still very emotional, he had been lost for a hundred years, and now he was finally back on track, and their previous efforts were not in vain.

But, where did Wei Zihua go?

Wang Qianchen was puzzled, and when he was casually wandering around the underworld, his nose suddenly twitched slightly.

He smelled Wei Zihua's scent!

The two have known each other for several years, not to mention fighting side by side, and there are all beds and pillows, so it is impossible to smell wrong!

Following Wei Zihua's scent, Wang Qianchen naturally ran all the way!