"In other words, in the early years of the ancient A.D., ......"

A.D., 7,337 years.

Late June.

The sound of cicadas is restless.

Outside Hanhai City, there is a small teahouse along the way.

The storyteller patted the wood.

And pointed like a sword, full of emotion: "The human emperor Lin Chaoci founded Yin and Yang, dividing it into three realms, one of which is the heavenly realm and the upper realm, the second is the human realm and the mortal realm, and the third is the underworld and the lower realm, but there is no emperor between the heavenly realm and the mortal realm, but in that underworld, there is an existence that calls himself the emperor of the underworld and is in charge of the underworld. ”

Throw out a suspenseful beginning.

Arouse the interest of the audience.

Immediately, with a wave of the sword, it seemed to draw out the eighteen layers of hell in the underworld, which was magnificent, heartbreaking, and even more terrifying:

"This underworld refers to the underworld."

"The Emperor of Hades is in charge of the life and death of all things."

"The lives of ordinary people like us, and the lives of those soul beasts in the four or five universes are just in the book of life and death in the hands of an adult named Judge under the Emperor of the Underworld."

"Your Excellency Judge has two artifacts."

"One is the judge's pen."

"The second is the book of life and death."

"Let's just say that the book of life and death is full of the birth dates, major events and small affairs, and the geometry of longevity of the creatures in the world, and the arrangement for you is clear, and the judge's pen, if someone is crossed out of the book of life and death, it is to make this person jump out of the Three Realms and Five Elements, and no longer be disturbed by Shouyuan."

"In addition, there are eighteen layers of hell."

"Anyone who commits a great mistake in life will enter this hell and receive punishment after death, until this person washes away the sins on his body, and then he can set foot on the Huangquan Road, see the Sansheng Stone, drink Meng Po soup, cross the Nai He Bridge, enter the six realms of reincarnation, and be reincarnated."

"These Eighteen Hells Are ......"

"One: Tongue Pulling Hell."

"Two: Scissors Hell."

"Three: Iron Tree Hell."

"Four: Mirror Hell."

"Five: Steamer Hell."

"Six: Bronze Pillar Hell."

"Seven: Knife Mountain Hell."

"Eight: Iceberg Hell."

"Nine: Oil Pot Hell."

"Ten: Cow Pit Hell."

"Eleven: Stone Pressed Hell."

"Twelve: Hell."

"Thirteen: Blood Pool Hell."

"Fourteen: Death in Hell."

"Fifteen: Hell."

"Sixteen: Volcanic Hell."

"Seventeen: Stone Grinding Hell."

"And, the eighteenth layer of Knife and Saw Hell."

"In addition, there are other theories."

"That's what it was said at first, though."

"Don't worry about it all of you."

"We are people from the yang world, and we can't go to the underworld."

"You can only follow the crowd and support your family."

Speaking of which, Mr. Storyteller clenched his fists in all directions.

To show, look at the Quartet to see the guest Haihan.

The words changed, and his tone was slightly solemn:

"Sansheng stone, you can see Sansheng."

"Meng Po Tang, forget this life."

"Six reincarnations, choose this life."

"Humane, disease-free, smooth sailing."

"Enter the world, taste all the red dust."

"Entering the Shura Dao, killing and cutting karma, but not killing people."

"Into the hungry ghost road, greed is boundless, and the villain is difficult to be satisfied."

"Enter the animal road, be a cow and a horse, and let people slaughter."

"Into hell, in the infernal realm, with eternal calamity."

"And after those six reincarnations, it is the residence of the Seven Heavenly Dogs and the Emperor of the Underworld, and the Seven Heavenly Dogs are related to the safety of the seven parallel universes, and they are the only guardians of the seven parallel universes."

"Presumably, all the spectators here know where did the phrase that a person attained the Tao and the chicken dog ascend to heaven come from, right?"

"That's right, that's where it came from."

"The Emperor of Hades is named Zhu Zhuyun."

"It's the crown princess of the Star Luo Empire back then."

"Impressed by the emperor's personality charm, he willingly surrendered to the emperor and took charge of the net for the emperor, that is, today, the predecessor of the Federal Ministry of Supervision and the Ministry of Law Enforcement, but after the establishment of the Federation, it was split into two parts and became the Ministry of Supervision and the Ministry of Law Enforcement, which are now widely known."

"The emperor is a very particular person."

"At a glance, ah, this federation has been established, and I don't want to give an official to my loyal subordinates, but I am worried that the official will repeat the mistakes of the past, so that the federation of all beings is equal will once again become a hall of words for some people, so the sixth parallel universe has been created, that is, the underworld, and these old ministers who follow themselves to fight the world will be sealed here."

"The judge's name is Zhu Zhuqing."

"Meng Po's name is Xiao Xiao."

"They were seven thousand three hundred and twenty years ago, the world-famous Netherworld Douluo and Xiao Ding Douluo, both of which were ninety-nine level Extreme Douluo."

"Into the underworld, immortal."

"In addition, build 100,000 Yin soldiers."

"The first batch of people in the net, the first batch of Wanshan League members are all included in the list of 100,000 Yin soldiers, a total of more than 33,000, and the remaining 67,000 vacancies, according to the merit value after death, continue to recruit."

"And these seven dogs, is with the emperor from childhood to grow up with the seven dogs, the emperor was blind at a young age, fortunately the seven dogs led the way, in order to open up the future grand cause, the eternal swan song."

"As for what kind of love and hatred there is between the Emperor of the Underworld, Zhu Zhuyun and the emperor, and what kind of legendary figure is it......"

The storyteller slapped the wake-up wood hard, and played with a good broken hand: "I know what will happen next, please listen to the next breakdown!" ”

"Good!"

Many spectators applauded.

But no one rewarded and paid.

However, this is a clever trick that the teahouse owner came up with in order to attract customers, and the storyteller takes a fixed salary and a part of the tea commission from the teahouse owner.

This time, however, the income was not quite right.

Looking at the boss who was sweating on his forehead, he winked at himself.

Mr. Storyteller hurriedly hugged his fists and stepped off the stage.

Walking to the backstage, when he saw the black banknotes on the table, his face changed suddenly, ignoring the teahouse owner who looked embarrassed, and stepped forward to pick up the three dark coins with a denomination of ten and carefully screened them.

After a while, he exhaled with relief.

Look at the three coins.

After thinking about it, he looked at the teahouse owner: "Lao Qin, we have been cooperating for a few years, you are a person, I also know what kind of character you have, since this is the case, I will also tell you something from the bottom of my heart......"

said, raised the dark coin in his hand and shook it: "This is the popular underworld currency in the underworld, it is quite rare, we all know the role of merit, a little merit, equivalent to saving a person's life, and in the underworld, merit can be exchanged for underworld currency, used for consumption, a little merit, equal to ten yuan of underworld coin, here is thirty yuan of underworld coin, it is equal to three points of merit, it stands to reason, it should be split in half, the contract writes that the income is half divided, but what, this kind of thing, the underworld currency, after tearing it up, it has no effect, so, I want to contribute fifty Golden Soul Coins to exchange five yuan for a share of the Immortal Coins, that is, I will take two and you will take one, okay? ”

"It's for that kid in your house?"

The teahouse owner understands the difficulties of storytellers.

The storyteller's son will be at the end of the day next year.

Received a free six-year education.

It's time to go to Shrek Academy, the highest institution of higher learning.

However, thousands of troops crossed the single-plank bridge.

The odds of success are too slim.

There is a little merit, and luck can be higher.

There have been many similar examples before.

For example, a student with thousands of merits, wherever he goes, he picks it up, he is lucky, he is obviously the posture of the soul emperor, and he was carried into the title Douluo by various chances, and since then, the world has understood that merit and luck are linked, and the higher the merit, the better the luck.

"It doesn't matter."

The teahouse owner is also reluctant to take credit.

There are so many things that can determine his fate in the next life.

However, there is always an emergency in everything.

Moreover, the Yin soldiers may also want to help them.

If you force these five dollars to keep the pluralistic coins and turn a blind eye to the storyteller's plight, you may also be compromising your own merits!

Everything is about mutual understanding!

"Take it, you don't have to pay."

"Maybe the Yin Soldier who has long since left is because of what you said is wonderful, so he patronized my shabby little teahouse."

"I want to thank you for saving this merit."

"Talking about money hurts feelings, right?"

Two middle-aged men hooked shoulders and laughed at each other.

And at a distance.

Huang Ling, who had just finished drinking tea, also stretched.

Glancing at the task on the token.

Pick up the soul hook and hum a little song.

The body dissolves into nothingness.

Under the setting sun, the work of taking the deceased to the underworld began.

Inspiration from a friend.

I'm going to do a few extra chapters.

(End of chapter)