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

Just when I was about to think about it more, I felt a tightening around my neck, and my whole body was being pulled forward.

I wanted to struggle, but I couldn't move at all. I wanted to speak, but I couldn't make a sound at all. It was as if after being trapped by the iron chain, I became a puppet at the mercy of others.

I couldn't help but feel a "thump" in my heart, and naturally I remembered something that Madman Niu told me when I was young.

Crazy Niu said that there are countless strange people and masters in the world who have extraordinary abilities when they are alive, but after death, no one can escape from Gui Cha. This is all because the iron chain in Gui Cha's hand that locks the soul is made of "Pluto Iron".

This Pluto Iron can lock a person's soul to death. As long as it is locked, he will have no choice but to follow him to see the King of Hell.

Could it be that at this time, I was also locked by ghosts with Pluto Iron?

Doesn't that mean I'm already dead?

Thinking of this, I feel sad.

Am I going to die like this?

Where is the fat man? He has been following me just now. Is he the same as me?

Fatty, I can't help you. I was an unlucky person to begin with, and now I'm dragging you down again!

Thinking again about the day before yesterday, we were warming up around the stove in the store. So many weird things happened yesterday, and today we died...

While lamenting the impermanence of the world, I feel more regret.

But where in the world can anyone sell regret medicine?

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

I didn't know how far I had walked in the darkness where time seemed to have stood still, when suddenly there was a glimmer of light in front of me.

Through this light, I vaguely saw a shadow wearing a tall hat leading me in front.

This guy is definitely an impermanent ghost. It seems that I have really been taken to the underworld.

Everyone is afraid of death, which is due to ignorance of death, and I am no exception. Now that I have really come to this underworld, after the brief shock and despair, it seems to be no big deal.

Anyway, I'm going to die, so I might as well visit the Senluo Palace, maybe I can meet an acquaintance. By the way, Crazy Niu belongs to the King of Hell, if I can meet him, maybe I can get some credit from him.

, what kind of errand are you doing...

Thinking about it this way, I actually had some expectations for this future life in the underworld.

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

Before I even reached the light, bursts of heart-rending screams reached my ears.

I was so excited that my whole body felt as if my hair was exploding. I felt a bone-chilling coldness, spontaneously rising from the soles of my feet and going straight to my mind.

I can guarantee that this scream is definitely the most miserable scream I have ever heard in my life. The pain and despair contained in it cannot be described in words.

The screams became louder and louder, and my heart shrank into a ball when I heard them, and my legs started to tremble.

Could it be that I was taken to the legendary Eighteen Hells? These screams were made by someone who had been tortured before?

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

I was led into a spacious hall with my heart on edge. The scene inside almost scared me to the point of peeing on the spot!

The first thing that caught the eye was a huge stone grinding plate. A ghost was caught by a few ghosts dressed as ghosts and stuffed into the grinding wheel.

As the millstone rotates, heart-rending screams are heard, minced meat flows out bit by bit from the grinding chamber, and bright red blood flows along the edge of the grinding mill.

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

It's really scary to see this happening over and over again.

I was so frightened that I stood frozen on the spot. The Impermanent Ghost who was holding me didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave. He even stopped and let me watch.

Are you trying to scare me? Or what?

I watched the process five times in a row, and when I felt a spasm in my stomach and made me want to vomit, the impermanent ghost led me forward again.

But after walking a few steps, the scene in front of him changed, and a wooden stake suddenly appeared, with a female ghost with disheveled hair tied to it.

The two ghost agents opened her mouth, and the other ghost agent used a pair of large pliers to clamp the female ghost's tongue and pull it out. It was not pulling out all at once, but slowly stretching it out.

In just a moment, it was pulled out more than half a foot long...

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

However, I didn't dare to look at it. I just kept walking forward with my head lowered, and just wanted to get out of this ghost place as soon as possible.

Finally, we came to a slightly brighter place, and all the screams stopped abruptly, as if there was a barrier blocking them.

I raised my head in horror and met a pair of eyes.

The owner of these eyes is wearing an official robe from the play, with a majestic face and a beard.

Is this the Lord of Hell?

"Yan Jun, bring me here." At this time, the ghost driver who was holding me suddenly said, then he took off the chain from my neck, gave me a hard push, and pushed me directly to the ground.

Kneel on the ground.

At the same time, a figure flashed beside me, and a man was kneeling there. I turned around and saw that it was the fat man.

Sure enough, the fat man was also arrested. I looked at him and he looked at me.

He was about to cry. His fat face had lost all color, like a newly painted wall. The muscles on his face were twitching constantly. He must have been frightened by the scenes outside.

I guess the expression on my face is no better than his, but what can I do now that things have come to this?

The two of us were speechless for a long time. Suddenly, after hearing the case, Yan Jun spoke: "No matter fools, idlers, ordinary people, or high-ranking officials, after death, they will have to settle their life accounts in this Senluo Palace, and use their lives as merit."

In terms of rewards and punishments, I will check for you what your merits and demerits were during your lifetime."

After he finished speaking, two books magically appeared on top of the bill. He picked up one of them and flipped through it slowly.

That is the "Book of Merits and Demerits".

When I was young, I once read in an unknown ancient book, which said: Everyone in the world of the underworld has a book of merits and demerits in the Palace of Hell. There is no need to record them deliberately, but everyone’s actions in life will be recorded.

Naturally appearing in writing can be regarded as a record. After death, the soul goes to the underworld, and the Lord of Hell will use these records as the basis for his judgment.

The book of merits and demerits that Yan Jun was looking through at this time, I don't know if it belongs to the fat man or mine. Anyway, he looked at it very carefully. He took a long time to turn a page, and occasionally frowned.

What does this mean?

Could it be that Fatty or I had unintentionally done something terrible and harmful?

Thinking of this, my heart was in my throat.
Chapter completed!