Yan Jun? Is this small ruined temple really the Senluo Temple?

Just about to think about it again, I only felt a tightness on my neck, and the whole person was led forward.

I wanted to struggle, but I couldn't move, I wanted to speak, but I couldn't make a sound, as if I had been caught in the chain, and the whole person became a puppet at the mercy of others.

I couldn't help but "chuckle" in my heart, and naturally remembered an incident that the cow madman told me when I was young.

The cow madman said that there are countless strange masters in the world, and the means are extraordinary when they are alive, but no one can escape from the hands of the ghost after death, all because the chain that locks the soul in the hand of the ghost is made of "dark iron".

This dark iron can lock people's souls to death, as long as they are locked by it, they can only obediently follow them to meet the king of Hades.

Could it be that at this time, I was also locked up by the demons with a dark iron?

Does that not mean that I am dead?

When I think of this, I feel sad.

Am I just dead?

What about the fat man? He had been following me all the time, was he just like me?

Fatty, I can't stop you, I'm an ominous person, and now I'm dragging you down!

Think about it again the day before yesterday, when we were still around the stove in the store, so many strange things happened yesterday, and we died today......

While lamenting the impermanence of the world, I am more remorseful.

But where in this world is there a regret medicine that sells?

I thought dejectedly, letting the chain lead me through the darkness darker than the bottom of the pot.

I don't know how far I walked in the darkness where even time seemed to stand still, and suddenly there was a bright light in front of me.

By this light, I could see a figure in a top hat leading me in front of me.

This thing must be an impermanent ghost, and it seems that I was really taken to the underworld.

Everyone is afraid of death, and that stems from ignorance of death, and I am no exception. Now that I'm really in this underworld, after a short period of shock and despair, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

Anyway, it's all dead, it's better to take a good look at this Senluo Palace, maybe you can meet an acquaintance. By the way, the cow madman is the king of the Nine Yamas, if I can meet him, maybe I can still touch him and mess up some errand......

Thinking like this, I even have a trace of anticipation for this future life in the underworld.

However, what happened next proved that I really thought too much.

Before I could reach the light, a burst of heart-rending screams reached my ears.

I was a spirit, my whole body was like a fried hair, and I only felt a chill to my bones, which came straight to my mind from the soles of my feet.

I can assure you that this scream is definitely the worst scream I've ever heard in my life, not one of them. The pain and despair contained in this cannot be described in words.

The screams grew louder and louder, and my heart shrank into a ball and my legs trembled.

Had I been taken to the legendary Eighteen Hells? Is this scream from someone who has been tortured before his death?

No, I have to think about what bad things I've done in my life......

I was led to a spacious hall, and the scene in this almost scared me to pee on the spot!

The first thing that catches your eye is a huge stone mill, and a ghost is caught by several ghosts dressed as ghosts and stuffed into the grinding eye.

The grinding disc turned, and a heart-rending scream came out, and the minced meat flowed out little by little from the grinding chamber, and bright red blood flowed along the grinding edge.

The strange thing is that after the flesh and blood completely flowed out, it actually returned to the appearance of the previous ghost, and was caught by those ghosts again and stuffed into the grinding eye......

It's really terrifying.

I was so frightened that I stood on the spot, and the impermanence ghost that was holding me didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave, and even stopped and let me watch.

Is this trying to scare me? Or what?

After watching the process five times in a row, I felt a cramp in my stomach and wanted to vomit, when the impermanence ghost led me forward again.

But after taking a few steps, the scene in front of him changed, and a wooden stake suddenly appeared, on which a female ghost with a cloak was tied with flowers.

Two onicha broke her mouth, and the other onicha clamped the female ghost's tongue with a pair of large pliers and pulled it out. It's not a pull-out, but a leisurely momentum, and a pull-down. In a few moments, he pulled out more than half a foot long......

Further on, there are oil pans, steamers, scissors......

However, I didn't dare to look at it, I kept my head down and just walked forward, just thinking about leaving this hellish place quickly.

Finally came to a slightly bright place, and all the screams came to an abrupt end, abruptly, as if a barrier had been forcibly cut off.

I looked up in horror and met my eyes.

The owner of this eye was dressed in an official robe from the drama, with a majestic face and a beard.

This is Lord Yama?

"Yan Jun, someone brought it." At this moment, the ghost who was holding me suddenly said something, and then he took the chain off my neck, and pushed me so hard that I fell to my knees.

At the same time, the figure next to me flickered, and a person knelt there, and I turned my head to see that it was a fat man.

The fat man was also caught, and I looked at him, and he looked at me.

He was about to cry, his fat face had long since lost blood, like a freshly painted wall, and the muscles on his face were twitching, he should have been frightened by the scene outside.

I guess the look on my face wasn't much better than his, but what could I do about it?

The two of us were relatively speechless for a long time, and suddenly Yan Jun opened his mouth after hearing the case: "Whether it is a fool, an idler, a flat-headed commoner, or a dignitary, after death, they will all be cleared by the accounts of their lives in this Senluo Palace, and their lives will be used as rewards and punishments. ”

As he finished speaking, two pamphlets appeared out of thin air on the case, and he picked up one of them and slowly flipped through it.

That's the Book of Merit.

When I was a child, I once saw it in an unknown ancient book, saying that everyone in the yang world has a book of merit in the palace of the king of Hades, and there is no need to deliberately record it, but what everyone has done in their life will naturally appear on it in the form of words, which can be regarded as a record. After death, the soul goes to the underworld, and when the Lord of Yama judges, he uses these records as the basis.

I don't know if it's the fat man or mine in the merit book that Yan Jun is looking at at at this time, anyway, he looked at it very carefully, and it took a long time to turn a page, and occasionally he frowned.

What does this mean?

Could it be that I or the fat man have inadvertently done something terrible?

Thinking of this, my heart hung in my throat.