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The nineteenth level of hell.

Rumble...

The huge transmission shaft transmits the surging power from countless large millstones to each fully automatic ghost power factory.

In a textile factory where everything is square and full of rules.

The hundreds of yarns connected by the spindles are clearly distinguishable.

Gears, transmission belts, tension rods, rollers...the orderly mechanical components together draw a busy picture full of industrial beauty.

Against the background of the slogans on the wall, "Know your guilt, plead guilty, and repent of your past mistakes."

Those evil ghosts who guard the spinning machines and continue simple and repetitive work without interruption, their movements are mechanical, their reactions are numb, their eyes are empty, and they have no energy...

It seems more like a machine than the spinning machines running at high speed in front of you!

In addition, after the soul leaves the body, it loses its support and anchorage. It is difficult to control its mind and its appearance will change according to its will.

They may be ferocious due to viciousness, huge due to rage, thin due to despicableness, or transformed into animal shapes due to madness...

Greed will lead to bloating; stinginess will lead to a narrow face; being greedy will lead to a pointed head...

The more kind the ghost is, the more peaceful the soul is and is close to the appearance of the body in life, while the more malicious the ghost is, the more fierce and ugly it is.

The "evil nature" in the world was almost wiped out by Wang Yuan with the collapse of the beast dynasty.

The territory on the back side of the Yin Mountain was conquered, and the three realms of Shura, Hell, and Hungry Ghost, which were rooted in the underworld, were also sent back one by one.

Those "true spirits" that are polluted and have grotesque appearances of "evil nature" have naturally filled the sewing machine hell for a long time.

It continues to pour in endlessly.

But if you look carefully, you will find it.

Most of the evil ghosts who undergo labor reform here are not too ferocious in appearance, but rather seem to be carved from the same mold.

As for their appearance, they are... completely featureless!

From the inside to the outside, there is a sense of standardization and cheapness of an assembly line product.

And this is the ultimate goal of "curing diseases and saving lives" in the Nineteenth Hell.

Two undercover men responsible for managing this ghost power factory strode along the aisle between the machines.

Counting the numbers on the work badges on the evil ghosts' backs one by one, he stood behind a ghost and shouted coldly:

"Yinzi No. 12 Textile Factory, Class 3 and Group 2, Number: 7474974, go out!"

"yes!"

It's as if after countless trainings, a stress-induced conditioned reflex has been formed.

The ghost at the work station, dressed in blue overalls and with a pale face, immediately jumped up like a bullet and yelled "Yes" in the face of the evil.

The waist is straight and the work clothes on the body are clean and meticulous.

And as if he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, he stands facing the gap between the two men, so that their positions on both sides of him are absolutely symmetrical.

Although the appearance has changed drastically compared to the beginning.

But if the underground owner comes in person, he will definitely be able to recognize him at a glance.

This ghost is splitting away for the second time, and is planning to take advantage of Duan Zhiyin’s birth to seize the seven souls of Zhou Jinghuan’s eldest son [Elimination]!

He is also a person with the purest evil nature.

"No. 7474974, answer me, what is the slogan of our Nineteenth Level of Hell?"

Yin Zai stared into [Zhu Hu]'s eyes expressionlessly and asked.

An organization must have its own vision, whether it is an ordinary shop or a family, it must be the same for a country.

Sewing machine hell is certainly the same.

Mr. Wang could not write the chivalrous clouds of "Taiyi Xuanbing Dao": "Ten thousand feet of rainbow and blue sky, a thunderbolt and a boom. Thousands of mountains and mountains are blown away, and the demons and monsters are cut into the sky."

I can't write [Dragon and Elephant Dao]: "The tiger general and the dragon army are majestic, wearing talismans and holding armor and marching in a hurry; the swords and halberds are arranged and run like lightning, and the banners are arranged as fast as the wind."

Capture three corpses alive and burn them in a treacherous cave, capture six thieves alive and destroy the devil's palace; the rivers and seas are pure, the universe is pure, and you can live in peace and morality for the rest of your life."

But his abilities in brainwashing, prefrontal lobotomy, and making fools are the most professional.

Vernacular slogans are also simpler and more direct.

I saw [Zhu Di] with firm eyes and shouted with all his strength without thinking:

"Actively reform and contribute to society!"

"Change your mind and change your past!"

"Burn yourself and illuminate Fengdu!"

The momentum was no worse than that of the previous two warlocks when they were fighting tooth and nail.

Thoughts and performance are highly consistent, knowledge and action are unified, and there is even a "heart light" that must not be faked in Chuhui.

This slogan has really been ingrained into his bones, and it has become his life creed, and he must fight for it unswervingly throughout his life!

Isn’t this going to ignite?

I’ll ask again:

"If there are treacherous people who invade our Fengdu and oppose His Majesty the Ghost Emperor, what should you do?"

"We will fight to the death!"

Upon hearing this, 7474974's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, almost wanting to choose someone to devour.

If that person were here, he would immediately rush up and take a bite, even if it were his own blood relatives, there would be no exception.

"Yes, you are qualified."

Yin Zai nodded with satisfaction. This 7474974, which the summit paid great attention to, had obviously been transformed extremely well.

It is all the result of myself and my colleagues.

Of course, it is under the wise leadership of His Majesty the Ghost Emperor.

Ever since [Zhu Di] was sent to the Nineteenth Level of Hell, as long as there was the slightest sign of non-cooperation, he would immediately be given a large bowl of Meng Po soup.

In just half a year, my life has been reset so many times that I don’t know.

Then use [Magic Weapon Borrowing Technique] to borrow the power of the mace, and inflict a severe injection of morality to match the highly disciplined factory life.

He was successfully "whitewashed" and turned into a model model, but even the transformation was a bit too much.

This "nature-evil" person who was born with five evil elements not only complemented his own morality, but also greatly overflowed it and contracted deep obsessive-compulsive disorder and moral mysophobia.

What I hate the most is the "chaotic evil" enemy of Mr. Wang who is the main body [Underground Master]!

This feeling of "recognizing a thief as a father" comes up after just scratching it.

Immediately, the two sinister men sent [Zhu Gu] out of the 19th level of hell, and was held in the palm of the hand by the [Local Official] Ghost Infant who had been waiting for him to complete his transformation.

It becomes another trump card to press the bottom of the box.

at the same time.

Crossing the first gate after the ghost gate, on the Santu River surrounded by the entire underworld, shrouded in white mist.

Ferries of different sizes come and go in a hurry.

A small one can only carry one or two people at a time, while a large one can carry hundreds of people at a time. It all depends on the conduct of the [Santu Yinguan].

But none of the ghosts who came from the underworld and hurriedly crossed the river knew that most of the ferries on the river were not directly operated by Fengdu City, but belonged to a private Cao Gang!

Deep in the mist.

A large ship with thousands of materials comparable to the Great Flame Treasure Ship obviously has an unparalleled passenger capacity, but it has no intention of doing business.

There was only a burly old man with gray hair and a cracked horn on his forehead at the bow of the boat, who was drinking by himself.

I held a copy of "Yichun Fragrance" in my hands and read it with gusto.

“It looks good, but it’s too short!

When the author of this storybook comes down one day, I will definitely open his pants and see if he is as short as this storybook?

No matter how bad you are, you will have to be detained on this ship, working twelve hours a day without rest, for a year and a half."

The old man's [Three Paths of Yin Official Technique] has reached the Huangzhuan [Earth Essence] realm, and the big boat under his seat is clearly his natal magic weapon.

Obviously, the old man who is planning to violently urge the new generation is none other than Wang Yuan’s grandfather, Lao Lao Wang, the Dalingzhong Tiger King Culture!

Ever since the Caobang gained the favor of Fengdu City and almost monopolized the ghost transportation on the Santu River.

The ghost servants and officials of the underworld all know that there is such a concierge with great eyes and hands.

But except for the few people who first followed Wang Yuan, few Yin officials had seen his true appearance.

The old man was very happy to have his leisure time. He assigned all the work to his subordinate Yin officials. Even if he was lying down, his moral conduct would increase rapidly, and his life would be very carefree.

I have three hobbies in my life: smoking, drinking, and reading story books.

Although they are not too extravagant hobbies, there are countless emperors and officials in the world, and there are countless people with "filial piety".

Good wine, good cigarettes, and the latest issue of popular storybooks are all available here.

Even now, the officials of Yin and Yang Dao in Great Yan no longer do this.

But can this mere matter of smoking, drinking, and talking be considered bribery?

We didn't give it to Mr. Wang directly. We just looked at the concierge, Mr. Wang, who looked very much like my uncle, and felt that he was very kind, okay?

Cultivation is not just about fighting and killing, it is also about being human and understanding the world.

In the first thirty years, you should respect your father and your son, and in the next thirty years, you should respect your son and your father.

During the holidays, leaders may not be able to remember who gave gifts, and who didn’t may have to make a special note in a small book.

Snapped!

At this time, the air suddenly exploded behind Mr. Wang, who was fascinated by his book.

A figure in a green shirt floated onto the boat, sat down at his small table, picked up an edamame on the plate and threw it into his mouth.

Old Man Wang then calmly put away the book "Yichun Fragrance" which was not suitable for children.

He picked up the wine flask and poured a full cup for his eldest grandson who had made great contributions to the old Wang family with a smile.

"That's right, that's right. You and Xiao Wu have finally figured it out, and our family's ancestral craftsmanship can be considered a successor.

Speaking of which, we have been guarding the mausoleum since our ancestors.

According to the normal approach, generations of people have to continue to guard the tombs of princes and princes, and they cannot guard the tombs of emperors and elders.

Further up, you will encounter the career ceiling that you told your grandfather when you were a child.

Who would have thought that today we would start guarding the tombs of all sentient beings in the world?"

When he talked about guarding the mausoleum, he couldn't control the color on his old face.

If it weren't for the fact that there is really no place to show off on this Santu River.

This old man Wang, who looks tall and square, but is actually sultry on the inside, is afraid that he will say something high or low when he meets someone:

"My family has a unicorn child, why do I need to look for immortality? How happy! How happy!"

Praise! You all are praising me to death!"

The paths to immortality in this world can be roughly divided into three types.

One is individual immortality, the most typical representatives of which are Corpse Execution Immortal, Heavenly Official, and Wei Immortal.

Taking a step back, there are two other forms that can barely be considered "immortality":

One is bloodline, immortality based on blood relationship, which is called "blood descent"; the other is immortality based on thought, academics, and orthodoxy, called "French descent".

If you have a virtuous grandson in your family, who can say that the culture of the Tiger King of Daleungzhong is not considered immortal?

Who was the last guy called "Tsukatora"?

The mentality of these two people is basically the same.

Listening to his grandpa talking about himself and boasting, Wang Yuan could only smile, and followed the old man with a wine cup in his hand, until the glass was dry.

"This is all about serving sentient beings. It's not about guarding the mausoleum."

The smile on Old Man Wang's face grew stronger, and he nodded repeatedly. Our eldest grandson is still in a higher realm, and I am not as good as him.

After drinking three drinks in a row, he changed the subject.

"Are you coming here to prepare for action?"

There are endless ghosts from all directions on the river, and few people are better informed than him, the underworld concierge.

"Even if you report good news or bad news all day long, grandpa will still know.

Not counting the Heaven Realm, which is temporarily unstoppable, there is only one opponent left in the Yin and Yang Realms.

The Shura Ghost Kingdom, where the 'Asura Path' is concentrated, and the most powerful person in the Ghost Path [Underground Lord] who has lived for more than a thousand years.

I have to give you a warning."

When Wang Yuan looked over, the old man's face naturally had a "nuclear aura of hydrogen" smile.

"Cut the grass and remove the roots, but the sprouts will not sprout. It takes twenty years for one generation to go forward and liquidate their eighteen generations of ancestors. Any more will make our family tradition bad."

What others tell the younger generation is: the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

How great and upright?

Fortunately for him, what he has instilled in Wang Yuan since childhood has been: "The greater the ability, the greater the power, the greater the fortune, but the greater the enemy's ability!"

If you can use quicklime, use quicklime. If you can use Mongolian sweat medicine, use Mongolian sweat medicine...

If we have the opportunity, we must eradicate all enemies, big and small, and we must not be merciful.

In the past, my ability was limited, and I could only eliminate one person or one generation at most. Now I can easily eliminate eighteen generations of ancestors. After all, we don’t have that condition?

Ensure that the cause and effect are completely eliminated and there will be no further trouble.

Wang Yuan, who had expected it, patiently listened to his grandfather's instructions, gave him another toast after repeated assurances, and then left.

"Grandpa, please continue drinking. I'll leave first."

He left a jar of [Thousand Days Drunk] that had just been born and turned away.

He didn't even say a word of farewell, just to avoid setting up a flag in any form and accidentally triggering the underlying...law of cause and effect.

Wang Yuan stepped on the river water and walked into the fog step by step.

First, Tao Xianniang came to his side with a soul-inducing lamp and curtsied.

Then Nie Hongying, Xing'er and other facial features; the disciples of Yinshan Dao; the Yin officials of [Black Ice Platform]...

All the ghosts, gods and judges of the Yin Department of Ghosts and Gods; the Yin officials and ghost officials from all departments in Fengdu City; the mighty Yin soldiers with fighting spirits...

They appeared one after another in the heavy fog, bowed and followed him quietly.

No matter how many people came, they were all silent.

The oppressive feeling of throwing whips and cutting off the current is getting stronger and stronger.

When the Ghost Emperor goes out, he is surrounded by demons and monsters, and hundreds of ghosts walk at night.

Under the leadership of Wang Yuan, a huge number of ghosts of this size gathered, naturally forming a continuous ghost realm.

There are faint will-o'-the-wisps, carps made of white paper roam freely, and the sound of suona is loud.

A strong wind swept through it, and the Yin Road was wide open.

When I return from this trip, I am the undisputed [Yin Tianzi]!

Old Man Wang looked at Wang Yuan's back gradually disappearing into the dark road, and a passage from the storybook suddenly came to his mind:

"While I'm still young, let me go as long as I can, because I'm so crazy.

In a hundred years, the Hun Cult was drunk, thirty-six thousand times!"
Chapter completed!