The silent and indifferent look made Warden Zhongzhen couldn't help but beat his heart. The wardens of the Eighteen Hells have the same status, so fights were inevitable in the past, but these were all carried out in secret. After all, the rules of the underworld were there.
People dare to really go one step further and stir up discord in the eighteenth level of hell.
But Yan Mo was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic today. Every word he spoke was thorny and arrogant. He clearly didn't take him seriously. This was definitely not because Yan Mo was cowardly. There must be something happening that he didn't know about, and it must be extraordinary, otherwise
Silence, who has always been cautious, would not have such a strong style, and even the pattern of the eighteen levels of hell would change because of this. Such an earth-shattering event made the thoughts of loyalty and vindictiveness of Silence instantly go out of his mind. He must find out what happened immediately.
Only by understanding the whole story can we take early countermeasures, and if necessary, work together with the wardens of other levels of hell to deal with unknown storms.
The Eighteenth Level of Hell is nominally under the jurisdiction of the Tenth Palace of Yama, but since then Emperor Xiang Tianwen of Huangquan has indulged in pleasure, and the Tenth Palace of Yama has fallen apart. Interest groups have long been formed in the Eighteenth Level of Hell, and Zhongzhen also belongs to one of them.
The warden is a victim of the struggle between major interest groups. In order to extinguish the anger of the Yama Palace, the wardens of the other seventeen hells will acquiesce in silence, a stupid young man with no power and power who was not born, to serve as the warden of the tongue-pulling hell.
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Silence has only been in office for a short period of time. In order not to attract the attention of Yama of the Tenth Palace, all the major forces have not extended an olive branch to Silence. Therefore, Silence does not know the mystery hidden in it. Otherwise, he would not dare to offend Silence if he had the courage to do so.
loyalty.
This loyal warden climbed up step by step from the lowest ghost soldier to the position of warden of Scissors Hell. He has been running Scissors Hell for thousands of years and was nicknamed "Smiling Scissors".
Under the coercion and inducement, only his voice could be heard in the huge scissor hell, and no ghost dared to oppose his decision, unlike the group of subordinates who were willing to obey and disobey in silence.
Zhongzhen is worthy of being a veteran who has wandered around the world. The whirlpool hidden behind Silent Mo's complacency was immediately captured by him. However, Silent Mo didn't even know it, but he had a contemptuous smile on his face like a villain's triumph.
"The second level of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, the Scissors Hell, is specifically designed to punish those who instigate married women to be unruly women. The so-called ten fingers connect to the heart. In the Scissors Hell, there will be countless scissors to cut off the ten fingers of the victim day and night, and they will never be punished.
Excruciating pain.”
The stone pillars and chains similar to those in the Tongue Pulling Hell are different, but the strange-shaped iron clip placed on the stone table in front of Feng Yu has ten holes of slightly different sizes dug out of the square iron block.
Feng Yu's palm was pulled in by the force released by the iron clamp. Feng Yu's ten fingers connected perfectly with the hollow, as if the hollow was tailor-made for Feng Yu. The iron clamp only wrapped the finger roots, but Feng Yu's ten fingers were still
Jump flexibly on the other side of the iron clamp.
"The ghost you brought will be tortured here. I won't accompany you if I have something else to do. You have a good trip."
Zhongzhen tried his best to appear calm so as not to be caught by Silence. However, he was obviously over-worrying. Silence, a guy who was so excited that he was so excited, never thought that Zhongzhen was plotting against him. The way Zhongzhen suppressed his anger was very impressive to him.
In my eyes, I thought Zhongzhen was frightened by him.
"You're busy, you're busy, we will leave soon." Feng Yu's performance made Shi Mo feel inexplicably confident.
"snort."
Zhongzhen is too lazy to argue with Shen Mo. His first priority now is to report the matter to the police. There will be plenty of opportunities to settle the account in the future.
"The Tenth Hall of Hell has long been unable to see the Eighteenth Level of Hell, and has always been ready to take action. If it were not to guard against Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the Tenth Hall of Hell might have already carried out a large-scale cleansing of the Eighteenth Level of Hell. There used to be a warden
It is proposed that Shen Mo is a spy sent by the Palace of Hell to monitor every move in the Eighteen Hells. It seems that this matter is really possible. It seems that the King of Hell in the Tenth Palace cannot sit still, but I am not in the Eighteenth Hell.
Tofu, let them ravage you, just wait, who will win or lose is still unknown, no matter who it is, they will not end well if they offend my loyalty."
Zhongzhen kept jumping across parallel spaces and passing through black whirlpools. In the eighteenth level of hell, the wardens were the real masters. The turbulence in the space tunnels could not affect them at all. After almost a stick of incense, Zhongzhen sent the news
The news spread to the ears of the wardens of all major hells, and the entire eighteenth level of hell no longer had the peace of the past, and the undercurrent was surging.
Silence dropped this powerful bomb and was watching it with great interest in the Scissors Hell. Feng Yu did not disappoint him. The punishment of cutting off ten fingers in the Scissors Hell was countless times more severe than pinching fingers with wooden clamps in the mortal world. It was truly heartbreaking.
Under this kind of punishment, no matter how determined a person is, they cannot hide their innermost secrets. However, Feng Yu, who had just passed the test of pulling out her tongue, was completely indifferent to this disguised punishment. After two squeaks, there was no movement.
, it seems that it is a matter of time to pass through the scissors hell. Taking this opportunity, Shimomo continues to instill knowledge about the eighteen levels of hell into Feng Yu, such as the origin of the scissors hell. The most famous character in the scissors hell is Pan.
Jin Lian and Xi Men Qing matchmaking Wang Po.
Things like this became vivid and interesting under the silent narration. Feng Yu stayed quietly, not knowing whether he heard it or not, but this subtle effect had already planted a seed in Feng Yu's heart.
It’s a incomplete seed. There are so many things that need to be perfected in this seed, but it’s not easy to form. This seed is called reincarnation.
The stories told by Silence made Feng Yu feel as if he had experienced a completely different life. Even though it was just a quick glance at the flowers, this kind of opportunity is rare. Washing away the beauty and returning to the original is really the way to condense the Taoist heart.
, The theory of Tao Heart is illusory, but the more advanced the monks are, the more they understand the importance of Tao Heart to the path of cultivation. The quality of Tao Heart determines how far and fast the road in the future can go.
This seed of reincarnation is buried in Feng Yu's heart. In a state of half-death, not to mention taking root, sprouting, and bearing fruit, even the remaining trace of vitality may disappear at any time. Sufficient nutrients need to be continuously instilled.
To repair its incomplete parts, the experience of the eighteen levels of hell, and the silent narration just completed this.
In an alien space deep in the Palace of Yama, a man wearing royal robes and a thick beard sat on the throne. Cui Fan stood respectfully aside. There was a transparent mirror suspended in the void. In the mirror, it was Feng Yu who was serving his sentence.
Scissor hell.
"Lord Yama, forgive me for being stupid, but I really can't figure it out, why do you do this?"
Cui Pan showed respect to King Yama who was sitting upright, but it was not the kind of respect a minister would show to a king. Instead, it was more like the respect between friends.
"You want to say, why did I let Luo Fengyu go, why did I let you hide it from my brothers, and why did I let you give that weird order to Silence?"
King Yama's stern face relaxed. He had always regarded Cui Pan as his best friend and never used his own status to oppress Cui Pan. In the hierarchical underworld, he and Cui Pan were a pair of aliens because they were both
The same kind of people.
King Yama of the Five Halls, originally lived in the First Hall. He died out of pity and was released many times to avenge his grievances. He was demoted to be in charge of the Northeastern Wo Shi at the bottom of the sea. Therefore, although he ranks fifth among the Yamas of the Ten Halls, his real status is
Second only to King Qin Guang of the First Palace, otherwise he would not be able to control everything big and small in the underworld. Ordinary people in the human world may not know about Yama in the Ten Palaces, but they will not know who King Yama is.
"Yes, you clearly know that Luo Fengyu is the reincarnation of Xiang Tianwen. He is now in hell. It is a good time to eradicate the roots. I can't understand the reason for you to do this."
"It seems that Xiang Wentian's popularity is really bad, which makes our always kind and kind Judge Cui become determined to kill him."
"Sir, being kind to good people is true kindness, being kind to evil people is hypocrisy, and it is really a great evil. Sir, you must not be kind to women." Cui Pan disagreed with King Yama's haha.
"Good people, evil people, Cui Pan, have you forgotten the original intention of my birth in Huangquan Hell, 'remove evil and preserve good'. Every soul is clean when it is created by heaven and earth, like a piece of white paper, good and evil, right and wrong,
No one can or is qualified to comment on Xiang Wentian's merits and demerits due to the wolf hair on which he was written. I know a few of my brothers hate him to the core, but this has nothing to do with Luo Fengyu. The cycle of cause and effect, Xiang Wentian's species
The reason for this is that Luo Fengyu should not have to taste the consequences."
"But sir, Luo Fengyu has been involved in this whirlpool. If other adults don't tell me, His Highness King Ping Ping and King Lun Zhuan will never let him go."
"I know, but that's why I want you to do this, and my eldest brother also agrees with me." King Yama twirled his beard, picked up the tea with several buds floating on the coffee table, and gently
Took two sips.
"His Royal Highness King Qin Guang, how could it be possible? Wasn't His Highness the one who took the lead in that incident?"
"Pan Cui, you have exceeded that. That incident is taboo. Don't you remember it?" Upon hearing 'that incident', King Yama slammed the tea cup in his hand to the ground.
"The villain made a mistake." Cui Pan lowered his head, and after saying this he regretted it. King Yama is the king after all, and a king must have his own reverse scale. That thing is the reverse scale of Yama of the Ten Palaces.
"Brother has his own reasons for doing things. Let's not make any assumptions. What's more, it's not Luo Fengyu's true self who is coming this time. It seems that the reincarnation formation on Qianguiyuan Holy Mountain has sent a ray of his true spirit here.
, even if they are equal, if Lun Zhuan wants to take action, it will not cause too much damage to Luo Fengyu. You should always pay attention to the movements of the Eighteenth Level of Hell. Those guys are not peaceful people. Don't let my arrangements go wrong.
"
"yes."
King Yama slapped it casually, and the mirror in the void broke into pieces and disappeared without a trace.