"Your Majesty, disaster, disaster!"
In Senluo Hall, cigarettes curl up and are as quiet as water. The 18th floor hell is far away from the three worlds of the nether world. It is ethereal on the edge of the nether world and is located behind the nether world's back to the Hell Mountain. The roar of the ghosts and ghosts there is far from the peaceful Senluo Hall.
Yes, it's quiet and peaceful. This seemingly unrelated word to "Senluo Hall" is actually the norm in the Difu Hall. However, it was very unusual that two impish officials rushed in with no image and no shouting, breaking the peace of Senluo Hall.
"What are you shouting about?" Hearing the noise outside, King Qin Guangwang sighed, sorted out his court clothes, and walked to the court case under the plaque of "Bright Mirror Hanging High" in the middle of the hall.
Over the years, the talents of the hell division have been poor, and many ghost officials are just new ghosts who have taken office in a hurry for decades. In the past, those old and prudent ghost officials retired one by one. Some have become the land of the city god on earth, and some have simply found good families to reincarnate. Among the ten halls of Hell, there are seven or eight people who don't go to court every day: the second hall King of Chu River, the third hall King of Song Dynasty, the sixth hall King of Bian City, and the eighth hall King of Metropolis, who take turns in charge of the great hell under the sea of suffering, usually don't come to this hall; The King of Five senses in the Four Halls usually holds the blood pool hell, and concentrates on studying new and strange punishments day by day, and has little contact with other kings; The King of Mount Tai in the Seven Halls has gone to Mount Tai in the mountains to enjoy the incense in the world. He never comes to Senluo Hall to make a point of anything important.
As for the Five Hall Yama King, the Nine Hall Equality King and the Ten Hall Wheel King
King Qin Guang sighed in his heart. These people are all the servants of the Bodhisattva of the Earth King. They are not only not in the Senluo Hall, but also nowhere in the Nine Hell Division. If you want to find them, I'm afraid you have to go to the Infernal Hell to find the place where the Earth Tibetan King Bodhisattva preached.
In those days, when Lord Simming had not fallen asleep, the hell was not so lifeless
King Qin Guang did not think of it. He saw two young imps running in scared and trembling. As soon as they entered the hall, they knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, something is wrong! There is a hairy faced Lei Gong outside, and he will fight in the future!"
"Nonsense! There is only one Lei Gong and thirty-six Lei Generals in the world, and I have never heard of a hairy face!" King Qin Guang shook his head and looked at the two young ghost officials. Seeing that they were trembling with fright and their faces were blue, he could not blame them. He slowed down and kissed, and asked, "Well, what's the matter?"
"What's the matter? I'll tell you what's the matter!" Before the two ghost officials spoke, they heard a thunderous roar outside the door. King Qin Guang looked out and saw an ape with golden hair on its face, dressed in a yellow gold coat with locks, a purple gold crown with phoenix wings on its head, and a pair of lotus silk walking cloud shoes standing on its feet, leaning against the wall to approach the Zhu Gate, Stumbling, he slapped the door with his hand and said, "Are you in the nether world?"
"Exactly." King Qin Guangwang straightened his clothes and said, "Please leave your name on the immortals?" He wondered why the clothes looked like they had been worn by the Dragon King of the Four Seas at the old land and water convention. Could it be that the nether world had offended the Shui people? The Dragon King wanted to order some demon immortal to harass the hell?
"Since you don't recognize me, why did you send someone to hook me?" The ape was drunk and waved his black iron and gold hoop stick, roaring, "I have killed your two hook ghosts, and you should eat my stick!"
"Wait a minute!" When King Qin Guang saw the golden hoop stick, he was shocked: it was the divine iron at the bottom of the Tianhe River in the East China Sea. Dayu threw it into the sea when he was harnessing the flood. For thousands of years, he has not only suppressed the waves in the East China Sea, but also the broader hell hell hell hell under the sea!
Why is this divine iron in the hands of the demon god? King Qin Guang was deep in his heart, but his face was silent. He bowed his hands apologetically and said, "God, although this is the underworld, there are also the rules of the underworld. We are just the executors, and we dare not send people to the underworld to seduce souls. God came here today, and he thought that someone had made a mistake or recognized the wrong person." He made an idea, Then he hurriedly said, "God, sit down for a moment, and wait until I ask all the sons of Hell to come and ask them together to find out where they have missed something, and also ask God to forgive them." Then he quickly made the two little devil officials back down with his eyes, and ordered the ghost messenger standing on both sides to fetch tea from the chair. He hurriedly turned to the screen and knocked three times on an inconspicuous copper crow, Suddenly, a voice like yellow bell and big Lv sounded deep in the soul, but there was no sound in the air.
"Your Majesty, what should I do?" A younger ghost official, who had never seen such a show, hid in his ear room and asked.
"Don't worry. This is the soul drain left by Lord Simming. I knocked today, and the rest of the nine hall emperors will arrive at once. You can go quickly and arrange the seats according to the shift." King Qin Guang waved away the ghost officials, and his eyes stayed on the inconspicuous copper drain. His heart was a bit sad.
When Lord Siming was around, why did the hell degenerate to want to bow down to a demon fairy and make a move? Now the Ten Hall Emperor lives in different places, and his heart is scattered. The so-called Hell's Mansion has existed in name only, and at best it is just a place to store life and death books
Wu Chang opened his eyes. It was dark and dead.
Did the mission fail? He tried to move his limbs, but strangely felt no pain. During the pursuit just now, Mingming felt a stray bullet hit his right shoulder, and the burning pain made him roar
"You wake up." A voice sounded in the darkness.
Wu Chang did not answer. As an anti drug special police officer, his strong anti reconnaissance ability and vigilance made him instantly understand that he was definitely not in the police station or hospital, and the other party seemed to be an enemy rather than a friend, while he could not understand the other party's state in the dark of this article, so he kept silent for a while, waiting for the other party to continue to speak.
The more you talk, the more loopholes you have. The more vulnerabilities, the more information that can be inferred.
"I know you are awake, so you don't have to answer." The voice seemed to have no mood fluctuations, but said calmly and slowly, "I have waited here for a long time, to wait for a suitable soul, to come here at the right time and place, to inherit my mantle."
When and where? Soul? Wu Chang thought keenly, did the other party want to talk in a conventional way, knowing where he came from and when he was injured?
"I don't care about your thoughts, nor do I know all the answers." The voice continued calmly, "but I know one thing - you are dead."
Dead? Wu Chang felt extremely calm. Logically, this statement can logically explain why he could not feel the gunshot wound on his shoulder, nor his own limbs. But he did not simply believe. The same effect can be achieved by giving a small dose of compound epidural anesthesia on the spine, plus traumatic temporary blindness.
If any information is muddled up by such trivial skills, Wu Chang will laugh at his own childishness.
"Wu Chang, your past is over." The voice seemed not worried, as if the eternal monotonous and emotionless machine was talking: "You are an honest and brave person, and I hope you can live up to my entrustment."
Just and brave? Wu Chang sneered from the bottom of his heart. Are you fooling me by giving moral education lessons to primary school students? He tried to struggle for a while, but still could not feel his body.
It seems that I am really defeated this time I don't know whether the task has been completed or whether the teammates are still alive?
The voice did not speak again, as if it gave Wu Chang enough time to think. Somewhere, he seems to be sending a message to Wu Chang - I can wait for you, I have endless time
shit！ Wu Chang cursed in his heart. Damned psychological hint, if he was not a firm atheist, he would really doubt whether he was dead now, and now he is in hell. Even though he believed that he was only in the hands of a mysterious organization whose name he did not know, Wu Chang inexplicably felt a chill like fear——
As if he had really died
