The Immortal Tianji helped me rescue the three people of Xue Ying, and I felt much more relaxed.
Although a little disappointing.
Originally I thought he could save me as well, hey But people should be content.
I saved his life, and he saved three lives of my friends.
Speaking of which, I made a lot of money.
After they left, I could only accept my fate.
What can I do to the fatal judge who can't even be defeated by the Heavenly Immortal?
Even if I defeat the fatal judge, I can't even think of leaving alive.
"What do you want to do, go quickly," the fatal judge urged.
At this time, he had loosened his grip on us.
Continuous puppetry is still very laborious.
The Deadly Judge's mana is indeed much higher than ours, but it cannot be squandered casually.
Walking on the road leading to the underworld, you can always see all kinds of strange things.
You might say they are people, and they are crawling around on the ground.
You might say they are animals, and they also have a human face.
I really don’t know what the meaning of such things is in the world.
I feel sad for them.
The Deadly Judge took us through various dark and rotten caves, and finally arrived at the Dark Palace.
An Ming Palace was a small hut on the roadside of Huangquan.
Standing there was a gray-haired old woman.
This person was Meng Po.
Her bowl of Meng Po soup was famous all over the world.
But now that Meng Po has made a fortune by selling Wangchuan water, she has now become well-off.
She built a dark palace next to Huangquan, with 300 ghost servants under her name, plus a production base for Wangchuan water.
Business is booming.
When I saw the three gilded characters "Meng Po Soup", I felt a little nervous in my heart.
Only when I was twenty years old in this world did I know the meaning of my existence after I met Alan, Xue Ying, and Xue Ci Lan in my life.
I am reluctant to let go at this time, I don’t want to forget my life like this.
My frustrations, my bitterness, my honor.
I still have many dreams that I want to realize, and I still have many responsibilities that I want to take on, but I understand that once I get through here.
Drink Meng Po soup and everything will be wiped out.
The people I love and the people I hate will be wiped out of my mind from now on.
After crossing the underworld, I will be a human or a ghost, reincarnated or detained in hell.
At that time, I was no longer Cui Xiaoman.
But another memory.
Is my life over here?
There was another wave of people walking in front of us, a few green-faced and fanged imps, who tied a group of light souls with chains and dragged them into the Dark Palace, where there was a sudden burst of mourning.
"I don't want to die" "I don't want to die" "I want to go home" The cries and screams are endless, but is it useful?
It must end.
At this time, a voice shouted: "My father is Li Gang"
Suddenly.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and after a while there was a burst of rough laughter.
"It's useless even if Li Gang and Li Shimin kowtow to us.
Drink."
I can imagine that the idiot who claimed "my father is Li Gang" was grabbed by the head and opened his jaw by the little devils amid a burst of ridicule.
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He drank Meng Po soup with a "woo woo" sound.
"Go in," the fatal judge ordered rudely.
The closer he got to the underworld, the more his airs and temper grew.
Now that things have come to this, Yu Jing and I can only follow him into the Dark Palace.
It’s just that we didn’t sit in line with those ghosts and wait to be filled with soup.
Instead, we entered a luxurious palace inside.
I think we were brought here by the Deadly Judge, so the treatment should be slightly better.
"Hey.
Mr.
Judge, what kind of wind brings you here?"
As soon as the fatal judge took us into the VIP auditorium of Anming Palace, Po Meng greeted us with a smile.
This is a weather-beaten old woman, with an old and wrinkled face, and her smile is as ugly as the bark of an old tree.
People in the underworld are really ugly.
I was thinking that after drinking Meng Po Soup, I would probably become an ugly monster too.
Think so.
I suddenly miss my hair very much.
The underworld retains the concept of feudal society and the hierarchy of scholars, farmers, industry and commerce.
People like Po Meng who made their fortune by doing business have the least status in the underworld.
Even if she has three hundred ghost servants now, she is still just a dog in the eyes of the fatal judge.
"Take away your dirty face and ask your cook to make some delicious food.
Also, if you dare to drink love water in my wine again, I will kill you immediately."
The deadly judge slowly revealed his wolf nature.
"Your Majesty, you have wronged this old woman.
When we do business, we always do things based on our conscience."
Po Meng said and glanced at me and Yu Jing with a sly look.
But at this moment, the fatal judge suddenly made a stroke and clicked twice quickly.
Suddenly, Po Meng's eyes were poked with blood, and her eyeballs were completely broken.
Yu Jing and I couldn't help but feel chilled by the sight of this life-threatening judge being so cruel and cruel to an old woman.
"If you try to trick them again, I won't be polite to you."
The fatal judge said.
Po Meng simply dug out the broken eyeballs, took out a new pair of eyeballs from her pocket and put them on, and then said with a smile: "How dare you, the old woman, to take ideas from His Majesty Mingjun, I'm just a little curious, this The two people have mediocre magic power and average looks, so why would His Highness Mingjun be interested in them?"
"Yeah."
The fatal judge glared at her fiercely and said clearly: Are these things something a low-level person like you can inquire about?
Po Meng quickly scratched her face with an iron claw: "The old man deserves to die, the old man deserves to die, you don't care about the villain.
At my age, gossip has become a habit.
No matter what I ask, I always feel flustered."
Seeing Po Meng's good attitude and groveling manner, the fatal judge yawned and took out an imperial book with pictures from his pocket to read.
Mrs.
Meng smiled and glanced at me and Yu Jing secretly.
She shouted with a strange look and went inside: "Old Qian, is the jade-faced flying dragon ready?
Hurry up and serve the food.
The judge has a lot to do, but he can't wait any longer." you" The fatal judge actually had no intention of letting us drink Meng Po soup.
It seemed that we were slightly different from others.
But this Mrs.
Meng is very nervous and seems to have ulterior motives for us.
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I don’t know what kind of medicine she is selling in her gourd.
At this time, I noticed a detail, that is, Yujing and I are still alive.
But those locked back by the imp are souls.
According to common sense, whether it is Black and White Impermanence, Bull-headed Horse-faced or Deadly Judge, when arresting someone, they will directly bring their soul back.
Because the damage done by strangers to the force field of the underworld is quite large, and it is thankless.
That deadly judge didn't kill us, but brought us back alive.
Could it be that he had an ulterior motive?
I suddenly had a glimmer of hope for life. aa2705221: