Yang Jiaren, who was walking in front, squatted down and scooped a scoop of ecstasy water and drank it dry, handed the scoop to a soul behind, and he walked away and continued to move forward. The envoy asked him what it tasted like, and he said, I can't say for sure, it's not bitter or astringent, it's not salty or light, look at this ecstasy water is clear and transparent, but when you drink it in your mouth, there is a feeling of being drunk, like drinking cold rice soup.

Out of the Lost Soul Palace, the wind blew strongly along the way, and the clouds were rolling. After walking a little further, you will see a city gate in front of you, with a couplet on it, which reads: Man and ghost and man and ghost have different paths; Downlink: Yin and Yang Yang and Yin and Yang are forever separated; There is no horizontal batch, only a black plaque, on which three gilded characters of Fengdu City are hung in the center of the city gate.

When he arrived at the gate of the city, the envoy untied the chain with the belt around his waist, tied Yang Jiaren again, and said to him, Jiaren, I know you can't run, why do you want to lock you up again? This is the system of the underworld, and the eunuchs must be chained to escort the souls of the dead, and they must not be slack, and if I am too lenient with you, and are discovered by other eunuchs, and make a small report to the king of Yama, I will be trained, and I will not be able to commit it.

Yang Jiaren said, Grandpa Yinchaguan, I understand you very much, and thank you very much.

Not to mention, you also saw it, in front of you is the eighth station of the underworld, Fengdu City. The envoy looked up at a majestic and solemn city tower and said solemnly.

Yang Jiaren nodded and followed the hook. When you get here, you can't see the stars, the sun and the moon when you look up, and you can't see the dust of the land when you look down. In front of the big city gate, on each side stood a row of Yin soldiers with weapons in their hands, and they wore helmets and had serious faces.

The hook envoy Xu was familiar with the guards and nodded at them. A sturdy Yin soldier in the middle waved his hand and said in a voice. Yang Jiaren followed the hook and quietly passed the big city gate. A few more steps, there are two more gates inside, between the first gate and the second gate, there are two headlights hanging high in the air as if floating, but if you look closely, they don't move at all. One is bright, the other is dim and dark.

The hook envoy took Yang Jiaren but did not walk along the bright light, but along the dark light. Yang Jiaren asked quietly, why don't you go to the bright place, but to the dark place? The hook envoy yelled, don't talk too much if you shouldn't ask. Yang Jiaren lowered his head and looked very honest.

Most of the people living in the world can't figure out what the underworld is like, and if they do, they will definitely not be able to return to the sun when they come here.

At that moment, the envoy took Yang Jiaren along this dark road and walked through the two gates carved from white jade, and saw the ten city gates arranged side by side, that is, the Hades Hall with one hall to ten halls arranged in turn. The entrance of each hall is guarded by Yin soldiers. The Yin soldiers wore ancient costumes, and some of them were not all ancient costumes, but the uniforms on the upper body were ancient styles.

It is said that the Yin soldiers in the Yin Cao Prefecture are also reincarnated and replaced, just like the soldiers of the Yang Shi Iron Battalion, it is only a matter of time before the soldiers are transferred or demobilized. There are many modern deceased people here who have not been reincarnated, but have served as the Yin soldiers and ghosts of the various temples through some reasons.

There are Yin soldiers guarding the door of each hall, some carefully check the approval tickets in the hands of the soul, and some check the height and size of the soul head. All of them are working in an orderly manner, not inferior to the human administration, and more than that. The ghosts here are all law-enforced, never favoritism, honest as water, and clear as a mirror. Generally, the ghosts who arrive here also know that they have died in their hearts, and they have settled a lot, and they all consciously queue up to wait for the judgment of the Hades of each hall.

Seeing the door of the first hall of the palace of King Qin Guang, the hook envoy untied the iron chain that locked Yang Jiaren, and then quickly took out the approval ticket, handed it to the Yin soldiers guarding the door, and handed over the Yin spirit of Yang Jiaren to him, and said to Yang Jiaren, Jiaren, my task is complete, I will rest for one night today, and I will rush to Yangshi early tomorrow morning to escort the soul of the new dead here.

The Yang family wanted to bow to him, but the envoy shook his head and said no, no, what kind of place is this? At the gate of the palace of King Yama, how old am I?

Then thank you for taking care of me all the way. Yang Jiaren said gratefully.

I don't know if the hook heard it, but in the blink of an eye, he was gone. The Yin soldier sandwiched this batch of tickets with the other batches of tickets, and said to Yang Jiaren, what are you doing here? Don't hurry up and wait in line and wait for the trial. The Yang family sang a promise, and when he saw a long line of ghosts standing in front of the palace of King Qin Guang in the first hall, he also followed him and stood behind, because he was a little afraid in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of result he would have once he accepted the judgment of the king of Hades.

After a while, it was the turn of the Yang family to be tried. King Qin Guang sat on the top of the hall and ordered the Yang family to report his name, place of birth and time of death, and he answered them one by one. King Qin Guang looked through the archives submitted in advance by the Chenghuang Temple in the Yang family's subordinate territory, and knew the cause of his death, but he couldn't find any major fault on him, so he told him to self-report, and he did nothing unconscionable to avoid people before his death.

Yang Jiaren said no. King Qin Guang frowned and said sharply, you are not a saint, you cannot be perfect in your lifetime. Think again, did you do something that owes your conscience.

Let me think, my lord. Yang Jiaren pressed his temples with both hands, lowered his head in contemplation, and suddenly continued, I remembered that there was once a matter of owe my conscience, which made me blame myself to this day.

What did you do that you owe your conscience? King Qin Guang said and stood up from his seat.

I remember that when I was teaching in Xuxu, one day after class, I was preparing for class indoors, and suddenly there was a strong wind outside, and I didn't care about it, and then it rained heavily, and a Xiucai ran in, hurriedly opened the back door, and went to the backyard to collect clothes, and the clothes that had been dried were soaked by the rain.

That Xiucai said angrily to me, you are so pedantic, it is raining outside, and you don't know how to go out to collect clothes. You don't care about other people's business at all, who wants to care about you? I felt very guilty then, and I still feel so guilty. If I had done anything unconscionable in my lifetime, it would have been counted, and I willingly accepted the king's punishment.

Yang Jiaren's words were pertinent, and he looked guilty.

King Qin Guang pondered: This is his fault, but it is not too much of a crime, and it is not necessary to punish him for this, but he is indeed wrong and should be held accountable.

At that moment, King Qin Guang said sharply, Yang Xiucai, you don't hear anything outside the window, and you only read the sage books. Most of the other Xiucai who read the books of sages and sages have read them famously, and the more you read, the more your brain is alive, and the more you read, the more rigid you become. This king should have punished you, remembering that you were deeply guilty, and still blamed himself, so he did not ask you for his guilt. In my opinion, you are not a bad person in your life, but you are not a good person, you are not a bad person.

King, a person like me who is not good or bad, can he still save his body in the next life? Yang Jiaren asked him about things he was very concerned about.

Even if you keep your life, there will be no good fortune, and certainly no calamity. In the Hereafter, it is all up to what you do, doing good will increase blessings, and doing evil will bring disaster. After King Qin Guang explained the cause and effect, he motioned for the Yang family to retire. Then he said to a green-eyed yin cha that although Yang Jiaren does not have to be tortured in hell, he must go to hell to see how those evil and vicious sinful souls suffer in hell.

Honorable. The green-eyed yin bowed, and then led the Yang family out from the other door of the first hall.