Hell of the Netherworld

The Judge's Mansion, which has always been solemn and majestic and terrifying, is closed at this moment, and the blue-faced fanged and hideous-looking ghosts and ghosts hold weapons, knives and forks, and guard outside the closed gate of the public hall with a fierce face.

The hall is cold and cold, with human bones and bloody animal entrails hanging everywhere, ghostly fires, flickering back and forth over the hall, sometimes illuminating the majestic hall, sometimes falling into boundless darkness with the ghostly ghostly sound.

The others are no different from usual, but the strange thing about today is that whenever the cold ghost fire ignites, the judge suddenly appears on the dark table, a red and full mandala flower that has never appeared before, the petals are curly, with a little flower soul, which is eye-catching between light and dark, but it is also even more weird.

Suddenly, an old, powerful, and angry shout came from the sky above the main hall:

"Judge Xiaoer, you have such guts, you dare to move the other side of the old body, if you don't destroy your judge's mansion today, I really think that the old body will only boil soup in this Yellow Spring for tens of thousands of years!"

The frightened ghosts outside the hall trembled and changed color.

And the judge, who finally hid alone, was just about to take a sip of the stolen Meng Po soup, but was also frightened by this sudden roar, and when he put down the dishes, he almost knocked over the human brain tofu flower sent by the little ghost, thinking that he was about to steal the Meng Po soup, and he was about to flee in a hurry.

But he didn't want the back of his neck to be grabbed by a strong force, and the next moment, he was forced to be dragged out of his illusion.

Above the main hall, Meng Po held a pillar in her hands, bent her back, looking down at herself with anger on her face, the usually vicious and domineering judge, she didn't hurry to get up from the ground, held her high hat, greeted her with a smile, and asked carefully:

"How could Meng Po Shenjun have such leisure today, come to my judge's mansion to take a look? Shenjun doesn't have to be polite, feel free to sit, sit!

"Humph!"

The gray-haired Meng Po, for his obvious flattery, did not look at it, two rays of light shot out under the loose and heavy eyelids, and the phantom bones in his hands were heavy on the ground of the main hall, and suddenly the ghost fire in the hall was extremely fierce for a moment, which was also mixed with the painful wails of various ghosts, and the evil ghosts guarding the door were even more frightened.

Under the light of the ghost fire, Meng Po pointed to the shocking table and said angrily at the judge again:

"The old man thinks that the judge has always been steady......"

The judge followed the direction of her finger, and had already seen Manzhu Sawa that should not have appeared on his shocking table, his face was even more pale, and he raised his hand and supported the black gauze hat on his head, recalling that about seven hundred years ago, the proprietor Yama accidentally knocked down a mandala flower of Meng Po, and Meng Po chased him ruthlessly in Mandifu to fight, so that he did not dare to go to the Nai He Bridge for more than a hundred years, and without waiting for Meng Po to finish speaking, he hurriedly stopped Meng Po, who had already picked up the phantom bone, and explained:

"God...... Monarch! God...... No! Mother-in-law! Mother-in-law, I heard that this is really wronged, and this gentleman only dares to steal a little bit of your soup at most, this flower has nothing to do with me! You have to check, you have to check! ”

"Heh~ wronged! I have irrigated these flowers every day with the water of the Lechuan River in the most cloudy time for two or three thousand years, so that they bloom so red and full, you dare to take most of them! ”

Without waiting for the judge to speak again, Phantom Bone took out his hand and shot straight at the judge.

No, the judge could only hurriedly take out his iron judge pen to block Meng Po, flew past the ghost flame that Meng Po slashed over, held his magic weapon, and hurriedly explained again.

"In this Yin Si, that ghost official doesn't know that you regard that flower as a treasure, you just borrow ten guts from me, and I don't dare!

Mother-in-law, you can take a picture of the mirror and you will know everything. ”

"Hugh quibbles again."

As he spoke, he slammed it straight over.

Just when the fight in the hall was inextricable, there was a group of female ghosts wearing plain mourning clothes outside the hall, fluttering from afar, each with white cuffs, blue faces, and gloomy atmosphere.

It's just that the head is a petite woman, her bearing is different from that of all the female ghosts, with a light cyan Luo skirt, fluttering cuffs, her appearance is already eight or nine points, but her beauty is more than one point, her demeanor is generous and lively, her long lilac hair is tied up at will, and she is jumping towards the judge's mansion, she is a ghost at any time, but she is a playful and uncontrolled little fairy.

The evil ghost on duty outside the hall jumped to his feet early, and he didn't know whether to ask the god monarch to suppress the two in the hall, and when he saw the woman in Tsing Yi, if he met a savior, he shook his body, and his original fangs and terrifying face changed into a simple and honest little life, and he rushed forward to pull the woman in Tsing Yi and said urgently:

"Little ghost! Help, help! ”

Although the woman in Tsing Yi, who was known as the little ghost head, did not know what was going on, she had already heard the movement in the hall, and asked the ghost official expectantly without hurry:

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Is it subduing the heinous demons? ”

When he heard that it was Meng Po who was fighting with the judge again, the little ghost became more and more excited, and said to the ghost who was already anxiously spinning in place:

"Really! Then I'll have to take a look! ”

The figure shook, lying on the crack of the door without any image, looking in, and thinking in his heart:

"Fighting is such a good show, in this day and day by day, it is rare to follow the rules and act according to the regulations, not to mention that it is still Meng Po and the judge This kind of unfathomable god fights, every time the judge father eats where Meng Po is kissed, he says that he let her, for the sake of high mana, after all, he is more generous, this time I want to see the judge father, Meng Po Niang's mother who has more mana."

The doorkeeper saw that she was bent on picking at the crack in the door, patted her head and sighed:

"Hey~ I forgot, it's a blessing that this little ancestor doesn't pour oil on it, how dare you expect her to persuade you!"

Seeing the ghost fire roaring in the hall, the two gentlemen both lit up their magic weapons, and they refused to let them move, which was different from the past, and they couldn't help but wonder:

"Why did they fight today?"

The doorkeeper scratched his head and replied in confusion:

"We were just outside the hall, and we didn't hear it very really, it seems that it was because my family picked the flowers of Lord Meng Po and the like, but this underworld went up to the Yellow Spring and down to the Netherworld Hell, where the soul dared to touch the soul flower! Besides, we Divine Monarchs are cautious and cautious about Meng Po Divine Monarch...... Where will it ......"

"Ah~ flowers! You're not going to say ......"

The girl who was originally excited, when she heard the three words of the Revenant Flower, as if something was hot, quickly threw the object in her hand to the ghost, and rushed to the main hall as fast as she could in her life.

When the evil ghost guarding the door saw the red flowers that fell into his hands, he had already seen it clearly, and in the hands of the female ghosts who came all the way with the little ghost, each of them was holding a pearl of bright and bloody Manzhu Sawa, and they were frightened to show the original form of the fierce god, and they almost lost their souls.

"Mother-in-law Meng! Judge Daddy! Stop! I picked the flowers, I picked them ......"

"What!"

"What!"

Meng Po and the judge each collected their weapons at the same time, and they both looked at the porcelain doll-like girl standing at the door with a pair of watery eyes and big eyes.

The girl saw that the two ghosts had withdrawn their hands, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although she thought that the picture of these two fighting methods was really rare, but if she looked back and knew the reason, she would have to gain more than she lost!

Without waiting for the two to react, I saw that under the greeting of the little ghost, a group of female ghosts with different shapes of tall, short, fat and thin slowly poured out.

When they arrived, the judge clearly felt that Meng Po's eyes narrowed and narrowed, the yin wind was raging in the big shop, and the dangerous aura pressed the ghost fire in the hall extremely low.

The judge glanced at the little ghost, but the little ghost failed to understand the deep meaning, and introduced to the judge with a happy face:

"Judge Daddy, look! These are all new female ghosts that I carefully selected, just taken in, and their postures are all beautiful and lovely as the book says, what is the country and the city, hey, it's just good-looking anyway! Judge Daddy! Come! Let's pick a wife! ”

While talking, he came to pull the judge, and the frightened judge kept hiding back.

"Daddy, Daddy, come and see! You choose one to be your wife, and you won't have to envy the public land in the future! ”

As soon as these words came out, the panicked judge waved his hand to dodge and explained to Meng Po:

"No...... I didn't ......" and said to the little ghost:

"Don't you want the piano sealed in the ghost abyss, Daddy will get it tomorrow, don't talk about it."

Looking at the panic in front of her, Meng Po, who couldn't bear it, instantly transformed the phantom bone in her hand into a huge soup spoon and threw it out.

As if he had anticipated the direction of the matter, the judge cast a spell one step ahead of Meng Po, and took the woman in Tsing Yi and a group of female ghosts out of the judge's mansion, and at the same time, the main hall behind him fell in response.

"Ghost girl, are you alright?"

In the next second, the girl who was being protected by the judge had been surrounded by the four great Hades of the southeast, northwest, and northwest who had rushed to hear the sound. The judge had already been squeezed out, and he was unwilling to squeeze in, but he could only face Meng Po alone, who was already angry.

The girl who was surrounded hurriedly explained to the four Hades who were checking whether she was injured all over her body:

"The four Yama Fathers of the South, South, South, and Northwest, don't worry! Hold your horses! I'm fine! By the way, do you want a wife? ”

The four great Hades looked at the female doll in front of them who didn't hurt a single hair, and then they were relieved, and when they heard the words, they all turned their heads and glared at the innocent judge.

"Little ghost! On your knees! ”

As soon as a stern voice came out, breaking the chaotic scene, both the imp and the king of Hades stood in a proper manner.

Meng Po, who had a serious face, straightened her back and voiced much more sternly than before.

The little ghost head was raised by the highest-ranking gods in the underworld since she was a child, and several fathers indulged and pampered her, but this Meng Po Niang's personal discipline was quite severe, and a big punishment on five days, and a small kneeling on three days were commonplace, and the little ghost head has always been the most afraid and fearful of this god monarch.

At that moment, he didn't dare to frolic anymore, so he walked forward obediently and knelt on the steps to listen.

Seeing the little girl's aggrieved and pitiful look, the four great Yama kings were distressed and did not dare to reason with Meng Po, but the proprietor Yama whispered to the judge's ear and said:

"It's not that you can't beat it, why let her demolish your judge's mansion, and even get punished with the ghosts! If the ghost girl is punished, I can't get around you! ”

The Northern Lord Hades also interjected and muttered in a low voice:

"It doesn't say that you can't pick flowers in the rules, so the flowers are just a thing, and they are not a worthy treasure."

Meng Po raised her eyes and glanced at the North Lord Yama, and the North Lord Yama immediately turned around and left, while the eyes of the first two were at the same time, and they quickly looked away.

The Southern Lord Yama was the most calm, knowing what Meng Po's intentions were, and said to a few elder and younger brothers who were muttering quietly:

"The little ghost head should also be in charge recently, in recent years, more and more bold and naughty, not motivated in schoolwork, and several times to go to the ghost abyss to mess around, because of the injury, and did not take it seriously, a few days ago, almost smashed half of the ghost market.

After a few days of punishment, the yin division can be loosened up and down, saving the upper and lower fighting methods.

Judging from these two things, Meng Po has to be thoughtful! ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the person who was honestly kneeling on the ground, and the conversation changed.

"But a small punishment is a big commandment! A small punishment and a big admonition will do. ”

When Meng Po heard this, she put away the soup spoon in her hand, hunched her back, and looked like an old dragon clock.

In the past few days, the ghosts passing by the Netherworld can see a small body kneeling upright at the door of the wide and treacherous Netherworld from a distance. The little man's long light purple hair was casually draped behind him, and the cuffs of the cyan gauze skirt fluctuated slightly from time to time.

But if there is anyone, come forward to take a closer look, you can see that in front of the little ghost, there are two people fighting with the big palm, the little ghost has been kneeling here for three days, wondering when Meng Po Niang will be able to dissipate his anger, and turned his head and secretly wondered whether Chi Hanjun, who went to the yang world to go through the tribulation, can successfully survive this tribulation, and suddenly a female voice came from his ears

"Little ...... Little ghost! ”

The woman's voice was crisp, but with a hint of hesitation, the little ghost who had been wandering for a long time was pulled back to her thoughts by the girl who suddenly appeared.

"You are the ghost child born to the Immortal King six hundred years ago?"

A woman dressed in mourning clothes and white came slowly, her demeanor was dignified and generous, and her face was fresh, but her face was full of melancholy and coldness, but the glittering light in her eyes betrayed her excitement at the moment.

"It's me, so what!"

The little ghost's life experience is not a secret in the underworld, the little ghost raised his hand and scattered the two villains, looked at the woman with an indifferent face and said:

"No, so what!"

"Yes! I'm sorry! ”

It's just that the next moment, a peachwood sword with strong yang energy was on the neck of the little ghost. The little ghost felt the special smell on the woman's body, raised his eyebrows and chuckled:

"I heard that there is a secret technique in the yang world, which can seal the breath of the living, so that the soul can leave the body and enter the underworld, although it looks no different from the ghost, but the yang life is not over, full of human flavor, if it is ......"

"What!"

But it was a woman who entered the underworld alive, and when she was said to be in the middle of the story, she saw her and couldn't help but follow and ask.

The little ghost's head against the sword in front of his neck was trembling, and he deliberately lowered his voice, his eyes were cold, and he stared at the woman tightly:

"If you find that a living person has broken into the pubic body, then you will become a food that exudes sweetness and walking food, or a piece of food that has just been cut and drenched in blood and fresh to the limit, as long as it is a moment, there will be thousands of ghosts rushing towards you, devouring your soul and flesh, your consciousness can clearly hear the sound of every bone and flesh being torn apart, do you know, the ghost's sense of smell is the most sensitive.

By the way, it has been more than 300 years since the last time a living person was devoured by a ghost, and it is said that in the past few years, the wars between the yang and the hungry ghosts have continued, and the fierce ghosts and hungry ghosts wandering on the road of Huangquan must be more ferocious, like you, with fine skin and tender meat, once bitten, you can't escape, you can't get rid of the ......"

The woman was frightened when she heard it, only to feel that the surrounding forest was terrifying, and between her four side eyes, the little ghost suddenly raised her voice, and then got up, and the woman could not react, and her body went directly through the wooden sword in the woman's hand, making a grimace, and pounced on the other party with her teeth and claws.

"Ah~"

The woman screamed, threw away the wooden sword in her hand, hugged her trembling self, and kept pleading:

"Don't eat me! Don't eat me! ”

The little ghost did smile mischievously and said to the woman:

"Killing ghosts is not like killing people, you can't just wipe your neck."

I don't know if it's the three-day punishment kneeling, it's too boring, seeing that the other party was tricked by his own little tricks, the little ghost didn't plan to stop, deliberately took a deep breath, leaned over the woman and sniffed the woman, and threatened.

"Hmm~ It's so fragrant!"

The woman who had been frightened for a long time couldn't bear this fright, and fainted directly.