Chapter 375 Sword Light Splashing in the Rain is Better Than a Walk in the Garden
Immediately, in the hell, the white light changed and slowly turned into a shadow of Tang Sen.
Seeing the horse coming from below, he smiled slightly and said, "Your Excellency is busy with things, but do you still remember the poor monk?"
Seeing this familiar figure, Ma Mian's whole body trembled, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground with a "pop" sound.
"The holy monk has been so kind to me, and I dare not forget it. I pray all day and night to be able to repay you, but it is hard to find my trace, and it is difficult to repay my deep kindness. Now I am really lucky to see my benefactor again."
"Dong dong dong." He kowtowed three times.
The attendants who came next to him were all shocked. Is this still their selfless and indifferent Manager Ma?
In this underworld, who doesn't know Ma Mian? General Manager Ma has a face all day long, doesn't give face to anyone, uses ruthless methods, and has no regard for people's feelings at all. They have never seen such a groveling side of the General Manager.
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They all bowed their heads and stood quietly, not daring to make a sound.
This is the most dangerous time. If you do something you shouldn't do, just wait to be silenced afterwards.
Fighting with fear, as if walking on thin ice, as if facing an abyss.
Not only them, but even the original underworld of this hell stopped what they were doing and stood there fearfully. These prisoners also got a breather.
Due to the sudden action of the horse, the whole hell was silent, and Tang Sen did not expect that he would act like this.
Although he was a little surprised, he was very satisfied in his heart. This action showed that he was not ungrateful.
No matter how bad a person is who is not ungrateful, how bad can he be?
"You don't have to be like this, the poor monk just said a few words, you are here today because of your own efforts." Tang Sen shook his head and smiled, and helped Ma Mian who was kneeling on the ground.
The horse's face stood respectfully, holding hands. This was no small favor. Although it was just a matter of words in Tangsen, to him, it was a blessing to the heavens.
Everyone in the underworld thought that he was here today because of Lord Yama's favor. In fact, this was not the case. His backer was actually Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, or in other words, Tang Sen, who was still studying for Buddhist scriptures!
I don’t know how many people are capable. There are many more capable people in the underworld than him. But why can he sit on the seat of the general manager? Even if this position does not exist in the first place, it is all created for him, and he is still above the judge.
, can be said to be inferior to one person and superior to tens of thousands of people.
If other people don’t know, how could he not know that what Yama is looking at is his horse face? No! What he is looking at is what Tang Sen behind him said back then, and what he is looking at is the face of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who is accompanying him!
Having worked at the bottom for many years, he understands better than others how hard-won this opportunity is and how to be loyal.
When Tang Sen said this, he didn't take it seriously, but his attitude was extremely correct.
"The holy monk must have something important to do when he comes here. You can give the little guy some instructions." Don't dwell on meaningless issues and solve them directly.
Tang Sen was very satisfied, he was a man of great talent, and it was in vain that he had sold his favor to the King of Hell for him.
"Holy Monk~", the old man next to him said tremblingly, looking forward to it.
Tang Sen nodded slightly.
"The poor monk is indeed here for something. This person is an old friend of the poor monk, so I came here to inquire." In the underworld, Tang Sen's shadow pointed at the weak figure lying on the ground.
Ma Mian looked around and saw that he was just an ordinary young man with a slight frown on his face.
He summoned the person responsible for this place, "Who is this? What did he commit?"
"Reporting to the manager, this man is a robber and is responsible for the lives of more than thirty people. Therefore, he was sent to the Oil Pot Hell to be punished in order to demonstrate the principles of good and evil in the world."
The sound came out clearly through the water mirror technique, and everyone present heard it, including the two old people.
At this moment, the young man suddenly woke up and screamed subconsciously, "Ah!! Stop fighting, I was wrong, I won't dare to fight again!"
When the old woman heard how miserable her son was, she burst into tears and said, "My child, my child!"
A familiar voice came. Although the young man was nowhere to be seen, he recognized his mother's voice and immediately cried: "Mother, mother, save me. I know I was wrong. I don't dare to do it anymore. Mother, save my son."
Ah!" The voice was extremely shrill.
When the old woman heard her son's cry for help, she couldn't hold back anymore. She bent her legs and knelt in front of Tang Sen. "Holy monk, holy monk, please save the child."
The old man also knelt down and said, "Holy monk, all the mistakes he made are our fault. We didn't educate him well. I know that my son has committed an unforgivable sin, but he is my child.
, please, save him."
The old man, who had always been stubborn and strong, was also begging in a low voice at this time.
Tang Sen sighed quietly, saying that he would not regret it until the end, but it would not be possible.
"Holy Monk, do you want this person to be here..." Ma Mian's eyes changed, but he didn't finish his words. This young man has a favor with the Holy Monk? Do you want to be open to others?
Although these eighteen levels of hell are not under his jurisdiction, now that he has met Zhenglong, he can do what he wants, but he will have to take a lot of risks. After all, this is the important place of the underworld, where heaven punishes evil.
For the most important matters, the superiors often personally take care of them.
Tang Senxuying shook his head solemnly.
Of course he knows what Ma Mian means. As long as he says a word, Ma Mian can take huge risks to help him handle this matter and let this person return to the sun. But what will follow is the reckoning of heaven. For a robber, he sacrificed his life.
Ma Mian, this is not worth it. Besides, good deeds and evil deeds are rewarded. This is what he agrees with.
Sacrifice a good man for a bad man, just because this man is kind to him?
Tang Sen cannot handle this matter. There are other ways to repay grace, and Tang Sen will not do such things that interfere with the rules of the world.
Although he can save this person at all costs, after all, behind him are Lingshan Mountain, Western Buddhism, Emperor Ziwei, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Even if he goes against heaven, nothing will happen to him, but he won't do it.
Don’t ask! If you ask, you just don’t want to!
Seeing Tang Sen unmoved for a long time, the two old men were heartbroken and couldn't hope for anything. It would be okay if there was no hope at the beginning. The most terrifying thing is that hope is right in front of them, but they are helpless in despair.
This was the case for the two old men. They clearly saw their children suffering in front of their eyes, but they were powerless. Their feelings of guilt and regret almost made them suffocate.
Now that classes have started, there is no other way but to kowtow and hope that Tang Sen will express his sympathy.
"Holy Monk, please show great mercy and save my son. I am willing to give you one life."
The value of life cannot be replaced by equal amounts, nor can merit and sin cancel each other out. Tang Sen shook his head gently.
"My poor son! You ended up like this because of us!" Seeing Tang Sen's refusal, the desperate old woman cried loudly.
Tang Sen's expression changed. Is this excusable?
Tang Sen's shadow in the underworld stood dumbfounded for a while, and now he was excited, "Ma Mian, this poor monk wants to ask you, if this person's banditry is to support his parents, can you be lenient?"
"Yes, yes, I was forced to rob because of my parents." The young man also quickly agreed, and he saw hope.
"This, this little person doesn't know. To know everything about this person's life in detail, only the most precious treasure in the underworld, the Book of Life and Death, can do it. But the Book of Life and Death is controlled by Lord Yama."
Tang Sen is in trouble again. His one-sided words cannot be trusted. What should he do?
In the hell, the storm suddenly rose, and a great pressure descended. At the same time, a loud voice came from the distance, "The Lord of Hell is here!"
"Brush", no matter who it is, everyone kneels on the ground and greets them respectfully.
"I've met Lord Yan." Tang Sen just clasped his hands together and bowed in a Buddhist salute.
"Saint Monk, you are all well. As soon as I heard that the Holy Monk was coming, I came here quickly, hahaha." The black energy condensed, and the tall and mighty body of King Yama suddenly appeared, standing majestically in a black imperial robe.
"Sorry to bother you, Your Majesty. This poor monk is just here for a small matter."
"When the holy monk comes, there is no such thing as a small matter."
At this time, the horse stood up and approached, and the king of hell listened.
After listening, I understood the whole story. I looked at the trembling man lying on the ground in surprise. Is it this man who had the honor to let Tang Sen send his image to the underworld specially for him?
Tang Sen couldn't refuse, so he had to say what he just said again.
"Hahaha, this matter is easy to handle. The king of the book of life and death will take it with him. I will find out when I check it." A dim light flashed in the hand of King Yama, and a thick, simple big book appeared in his hand, with three typewriters on it.
The "Book of Life and Death" has a soul-sucking magic power. Tang Sen couldn't stand it even after looking at it twice.
Take out a trace of soul fluctuation, and the book of life and death will automatically show the life of this man.
Of course, only King Yama can read the contents.
"Well, well." While watching, King Yama pondered to himself. After a long time, he opened his eyes.
"This man committed heinous crimes throughout his life. He killed thirty-two people, including four elderly people and four infants. He also raped and raped seven women. His crimes were unforgivable." One sentence made everyone's hearts sink to the bottom.
The man below who originally thought he was alive lowered his head with dim eyes. Of course, he knew best what he had done. These were all facts and he had no way to refute it.
"But since the holy monk has spoken, and considering that you had a reason for killing someone earlier, and that you still have filial piety and support your parents, I am extraordinarily merciful and grant you three months of life. After you have settled your parents, and then refuse your soul to enter the underworld, the punishment in hell can be
Subtract one level." After thinking over and over again, King Yama gave the final verdict.
The man who was originally despairing came to life again. Can he regain his strength? Although he only has a life span of three months, the punishment of hell is reduced by one level, that is, he no longer has to go to the frying pan and only needs to survive the flogging.
, this is really overjoyed.
Although he was not pardoned, the intensity of the punishment was greatly reduced, especially being put in the frying pan!
He gritted his teeth and could endure the flogging, but every time he saw the oil pan being put down and the criminals struggling and wailing in the oil pan, but being mercilessly thrust into it with a steel fork, and then emerging from the oil, he shuddered.
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"Holy Monk, this is the limit of my authority. I hope Holy Monk will forgive you." King Yama looked at Tang Sen's shadow and said with a smile.
Tang Sen had no choice but to smile bitterly. He somehow owed another favor. He really didn't want to owe it, but when he saw the two happy old men, he couldn't refuse.
This kind of thing can go up or down, and the scope is huge.
Okay, why can't I bear it? I admit it.
Tang Sen smiled bitterly, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."
"Hahaha, Holy Monk, don't worry, this person will return to the sun later. Holy Monk will come around more often when he has time. I am busy with official business, so I won't accompany you anymore. I'm sorry." Before he finished speaking, King Yama's figure gradually blurred.
, has obviously gone far.
He is so happy! This little guy exchanged a favor from Tang Sen and he made a lot of money!
Moreover, this person only has a lifespan of three months, so it does not violate the rules of heaven. He will earn his own blood every time he comes and goes.
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Yang Jian
Just when the two old couples were in high spirits, a voice came from outside the house.