Volume 3 Judge Chapter 130 First Arrive in the Underworld
7 buildings, 4 floors and 4 floors in Limin Community near the antique market in Fuxing District, Erke City
Xu Zhengyang was lying on the bed in the bedroom, smoking quietly. The light blue curtains had been closed, and the lights in the room were turned off. The street lights outside fell on the curtains through the glass, so the floral patterns on the curtains were blurry.
fell inside the house.
Before, Xu Zhengyang had told Chen Chaojiang that he wanted to do something in the house and not to disturb him. In terms of time, it might be one day, several days, or even longer. He said to Chen Chaojiang: "If it exceeds
In ten days, you can break in the door, but if my body is in good condition, you must protect my body. If it rots, then treat me as dead."
Chen Chaojiang was confused for a moment, then nodded in agreement, with a calm face and cold eyes.
He doesn't like to ask too many questions about why. Moreover, now that he knows that Xu Zhengyang is a living god, it is understandable that he wants to do something, even if it is very strange and weird. But what Chen Chaojiang thinks in his heart is, I don't
I need to think about those things that I am destined to be unable to figure out. During the ten days agreed by Zhengyang, I can just stay in this house. So he asked Xu Zhengyang to wait first, then went downstairs and went to the supermarket outside to buy some.
A lot of things: mineral water, instant noodles, ham, vegetables." In short, the kitchen is full and the refrigerator is full.
Even though he had a relationship with Chen Chaojiang that was comparable to that of a biological brother, Xu Zhengyang should have completely trusted him, but at the last moment, he used his mind to sense Chen Chaojiang's thoughts and confirmed that he was not thinking about anything else, and then he felt a little guilty.
Feeling guilty, I went to the bedroom, closed the door, and locked it from the inside.
Lying quietly on the bed, Xu Zhengyang took the last puff of his cigarette and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the bedside table.
Waving his hand to bring out the verdict book, Xu Zhengyang took the judge's pen and thought about the steps mentioned in the verdict book.
Then, Judge Xu Zhengyang waved his pen and muttered softly: "Xu Zhengyang, the chief judge of Zehe City, holds the position of a god and performs the responsibilities of a god. Now I am going to the underworld on an errand to order the gates of hell to be closed!"
As soon as I finished reading the sentence, I felt a soft sound in my mind, and my consciousness suddenly escaped. It floated in a direction that I couldn't tell whether it was up, down, forward, back, left, or right. The speed was extremely fast, as fast as a meteor passing by in the sky.
, but he only felt the speed, but could not understand the movement of his body at all. Even though his eyes were wide open in his mind, he could not see anything. It was just chaos.
In my ears, weeping, screaming, cursing, laughing, sighing, exclaiming... all kinds of complex human sounds are endless in my ears, but they are vague, vague, and have a very contradictory feeling.
When he gradually got used to this feeling, he felt that his feet were firmly on the ground.
Chaos was wide open in front of my eyes, and the light seemed a bit dazzling.
Xu Zhengyang's eyes narrowed unconsciously and he looked around. At that moment, his mind was stunned and shocked.
Is this the underworld?
I saw that the dark sky above my head was very low, so low that it seemed that people could reach it, but it also made people feel that it was deep and far away; in the dark sky, there was a bright "sun" hanging in the distance like a white ball.
It is as bright and dazzling as jade, but it does not illuminate everything like the sun in the human world. It just hangs in the sky like a furnishing; below, there are mountains, rivers, thousands of miles of barren land, grass, trees and rocks.
However, all of this is shrouded in a fusion of blue, yellow, and green colors.
Whether it is mountains, rivers, or grass and trees on thousands of miles of wilderness, they all stand quietly. A kind of tranquility. The tranquility is very strange and unnatural; in short, the light is that kind of eerie and dark, but it is not dim, but has a bright feeling.
Feel.
There was no life, no birds or animals could be seen, no insects or wind could be heard.
The scenery in front of me seems so close yet yet so far away.
Xu Zhengyang was in a trance. He felt like he was standing on the clouds, looking down at this strange and peaceful world. Is this really the underworld? Huangquan Road, Wangchuan River, Flowers on the other side, Naihe Bridge, Wangxiang Terrace, Sansheng Stone, Yama
Temple, hell...where are they?
What about ghosts? People who died in this world turned into ghosts. Where are they?
Unconsciously, Xu Zhengyang raised his legs and took a step, but he was shocked to find that he was standing in the air, walking in the air, with faint clouds and mist under his feet supporting his body. He raised his arms to look at himself, and found that he was actually wearing a red judge's uniform, in his right hand.
The judge's pen was thrown away. The verdict book was still in his left hand. On the way here, he was afraid of any accident, so he kept holding the judge's pen and the verdict book tightly in his mind.
Looking back, I saw a black wall with horizontal rails. It was gloomy and cold, not like stone or iron. The black wall was so high that no one could see the top, and so low that no one could see the bottom. Looking from left to right, it stretched endlessly.
Where did the gate of hell go?
Where did you come in? Where should you go out?
No, I want to go back!
With a thought, like time passing by, like stars twinkling, Xu Zhengyang suddenly stood up, breathing heavily.
Looking inside the room, it was still dimly lit, with dim streetlights shining through the curtains. The verdict book was still there in his left hand, and the judge's pen was still clutched tightly in his right hand. Xu Zhengyang picked up the alarm clock on the bedside table next to him and checked the time, but he walked over ten
It only took a few minutes. After carefully thinking about the scene he just saw, Xu Zhengyang was sure that he was not dreaming and that everything was real.
Okay, okay, great! Xu Zhengyang whispered to himself excitedly.
Just by exerting his magical power in his mind, he can freely travel back and forth between the world and the underworld. This is what makes him feel at ease! What else is there to be afraid of? Nothing to fear! I am not afraid, not afraid." Xu Zhengyang lit a cigarette. He was not in a hurry.
I smoked slowly and thought about the scenery I saw in the underworld before, and I felt that there was a different kind of beauty, which was heartbreakingly quiet and intoxicatingly beautiful.
After finishing his cigarette, Xu Zhengyang lay down. He put the judge's pen and the verdict book into his body, and his soul left his body in his mind, leisurely passing through the void barrier of the human world and the underworld, and arrived in the underworld.
This time, he no longer looked back at the gloomy and dark wall. Instead, he walked straight through the air and walked into the distance. Walking in the air like this reminded him of a peerless martial arts in martial arts novels.
Shrinking to the ground. Because I didn't fly on the clouds like the legendary gods, I just walked slowly. The mountains, rivers, and vegetation below me quickly retreated behind me, as if I didn't move.
It's like the scenery below is moving quickly.
This is a bit fun. This is what a god should have!
Xu Zhengyang's playfulness became more intense, and his thoughts suddenly went up and down. He floated up and down in the high sky of the netherworld, floating here and there.
The mountains and rivers are unobstructed, and you are free and happy.
If one could achieve such abilities in the human world, how spectacular and exciting would that be?
Er Yunzhong was playing endlessly, intoxicated by the beauty of Qian's flight, and suddenly...Ermi caught a glimpse of the scenery below changing slightly. Xu Zhengyang immediately stabilized his body and looked down.
I saw the scene below. After climbing over thousands of miles of desolation and rolling mountains, there was another barren grassland. Well, to be precise, it was not a grassland. Instead, against the surrounding ambient light, it was a green wasteland with sand everywhere.
The rocks are lifeless. Although after arriving here, looking down from the sky and looking down, they can see a strangely quiet and lifeless scenery. However, seeing the scene here, Xu Zhengyang couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart. Why is the lifelessness here so great?
So heavy?
Immediately afterwards, after extending out from the mountains for several miles, the scenery changed. A road suddenly appeared in the desolation. It was walking, but it didn't feel like walking. It was dim and gloomy.
The road was several miles wide, and there were shadowy figures in the dim yellow mist, as if there were countless figures surging forward.
What surprised Xu Zhengyang the most was that both sides of this wide road were covered with blood-red flowers that were dozens of meters wide. The colors were as red as fire and blood, and exuded a strong evil aura, which made people think of them.
To the scene of rivers of blood.
This, this, this is the flower from the other side!
The foggy and dim road in the middle is a Huangquan Road!
Xu Zhengyang's heart trembled. He came to the underworld and the things he was looking for finally appeared.
Confirming his thoughts, Xu Zhengyang thought, and his soul quickly floated downwards. In an instant, he appeared above the steaming dim yellow mist, looking at the flowers on both sides from a close distance. The fiery red flowers on the other side looked like paving at this time.
Like a carpet, it accompanies the ghosts on the road to hell, stretching into the distance."
In the dim yellow mist, ghosts were moving, crowding, pushing, numbing, and moving forward uncontrollably.
Xu Zhengyang watched for a while, then felt bored, and strode straight forward. Well, let's call it flying, because the speed was very fast.
After a while, I found that I had traveled nearly a thousand miles, and the peaks and mountains rose up in front of me. The clouds and mist curled up, and the mountains were covered with green pines and green trees, as beautiful as a fairyland. However, this beautiful scenery was...
It seems too quiet in the weird light. Even though the scenery is beautiful, it is still lifeless, making people feel depressed.
Because there was no sound at all, it was extremely quiet.
One cannot help but feel a strong and terrifying feeling of loneliness.
The Huangquan Road ends when it enters the mountain, and the ghosts jump into the river in front of them involuntarily. It is said to be a river, but the first impression it gives people is that water is surging in it. In fact, what is flowing in it is not water. To be sure, it is not water.
It can be said that it is a viscous liquid, or that it is like pus. It is blood-yellow, and mist is constantly evaporating upwards. Countless ghosts are sinking and floating in this blood-yellow liquid, but they do not make any sound.
They were numb and seemed to have no consciousness. The cliffs on both sides of the strait were also covered with blood-red flowers. After going up tens of meters, the flowers disappeared, and layers of cotton-white thin mist shrouded the place above and seemed to be covered with flowers.
The lower part is completely isolated, and the upper part is surrounded by green pines, which is an exceptionally beautiful and quiet scenery.
This should be the Wangchuan River?
Xu Zhengyang stood in the sky, looking at the blood-yellow river dozens of miles wide below, and suddenly felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit.
After resting for a while, the nausea and vomiting feeling gradually dissipated, Xu Zhengyang continued to fly along this disgusting river.
The river meanders among the mountains, and after flowing through two bends, it is split by two peaks that rise abruptly like a knife and an axe, and is divided into three rivers, and then flows in parallel among the endless peaks.
The speed of the river water varied, some were rapid and some were slow. And the various ghosts in it finally broke out with cries of crying and screaming.
There was anger, there was remorse, there was mourning, there was screaming, there was laughter.”
Xu Zhengyang stood in the sky above the river in the middle, with a look of realization on his face. Well, it turns out that the Santu River and Wangchuan River are like this! In the allusion records and legends, there is no saying that the Wangchuan River diverted into
Santu River.
However, in the river with the slowest flow speed, which should be the place where the ghosts of people who have committed serious sins in life should be after their death, there is not a single ghost in it at this time, and it is just flowing quietly and slowly.
The two rivers in the middle and on the other side, which flow either rapidly or evenly, are where the ghosts of good people and ordinary people live after death respectively. The path to the place of reincarnation is much faster than the other river. This is
However, the two rivers were filled with ghosts and the noise was endless.
Could it be that there are no evil people in the world? This is pure nonsense!
Xu Zhengyang secretly cursed. Could it be that there was an error in the legendary records? Since we have reached the Santu River here, the first of the ten palaces of the underworld should be the Palace of King Qin Guang. If we go downstream along the Santu River, we should see the palace.
It is the second palace, Chujiang Palace.
However, looking around, in addition to the blood-yellow liquid in the river as thick as an arm and the countless ghosts in it, there are steep mountain peaks, blood-red Bianhua flowers growing on the walls, and above that are green pines and pines.
Photographing steep rocks, where is the palace?
Xu Zhengyang hesitated for a while and decided to try the river below to see if it was really the legendary Santu River.
He waved his hand and summoned the ghosts of the gangsters who had been killed as early as the night of August 15th from the decision book, and attempted to throw these ghosts into the slowest-flowing, almost stationary river. If the record is true,
Then this river should be highly toxic and corrosive, which can corrode the ghost's body and make it suffer endless pain.
But after he summoned the ghosts, he felt something was wrong, so he took back the five people. Only one was left. He would give it a try first. If not, it would not be an advantage to all of them.
Thinking of this, Xu Zhengyang kicked the ghost down from the sky without waiting for the ghost who was looking around curiously to hear the news.
The ghost exclaimed and quickly fell into the river below.
When the ghost was still a few meters away from the river, the slowly surging viscous liquid set off a big wave in vain, grabbing the ghost falling from the air like a demon's hand, and quickly swept it into the river.
. Immediately, heartbreaking screams of pain echoed through the cliffs above the river. .