"Haha, I guess you can succeed." A laugh came from behind Meng Nan.
When Meng Nan heard this voice, he looked back blankly and saw a young man standing not far behind him.
This young man looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a smile on his immature face, but his eyes revealed a deep light that even frightened Meng Nan.
What struck Meng Nan most strangely was that this young man was actually wearing a school uniform, with a line of words written on the left chest of the uniform - "Longcheng Hope High School".
"Who are you?" Meng Nan said in a deep voice.
"Me? I am King Yama." The young man came to Meng Nan with a smile and stretched out a hand: "Hello, Meng Nan, my name is Ji Xiaojun."
"Ji Xiaojun?" Meng Nan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "You'd better stop joking. This is the 19th level of hell after all. It's not good to make fun of King Yama casually."
"Why, you don't believe it?" Ji Xiaojun was not angry when he saw that Meng Nan had no intention of shaking hands with him, and smiled: "Then who do you think is the King of Hell?"
"I don't know. My partner Li Shiming once told me that there are many possibilities for King Yama." Meng Nan said: "For example, Bao Zheng, the direct scholar of Longtuge in the Northern Song Dynasty, Fan Zhongyan, the Duke of Wei in the Northern Song Dynasty, Kou Zhun, the famous prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, and Han, the general of the Sui Dynasty
Capturing a tiger is like being the king of Bisha Kingdom."
"However, there is no statement that he is a high school student from Longcheng Hope High School."
Meng Nan could no longer remember this specific statement.
After all, Li Shiming just said it casually.
In fact, King Yama was originally called "King of Hell" and came from India. He originally belonged to the king who controlled the underworld in Indian Buddhism.
In Indian Buddhism, there is not ten palaces of Yama like in China, but only Yama.
Before the introduction of the King of Hell to the Middle Earth, people did not have a specific concept of the gods who governed death.
For example, "The South Dipper governs life, the Beidou governs death." Many people think that the Beidou governs death.
For example, in the Xia Dynasty, many people believed that the emperor would become the god of the underworld after his death, so the emperor after his death would rule the underworld, etc.
Of course, there is another saying that is more easily recognized by people, and that is the God of Mount Tai.
The God of Mount Tai is the Dongyue Emperor, who has infinite power and is in charge of the numbers of high and low in the world, as well as the power of life and death.
This point has been reflected in "Book of the Later Han Dynasty" and "Natural History".
In the TV series "Soul Ferry", even "Acha", the lord of the underworld, cannot resist the power of Mount Tai.
"Sigh." After hearing Meng Nan's words, Ji Xiaojun sighed, with a hint of annoyance in his eyes: "Don't mention it, I was living a good life, but I was tricked into becoming the King of Hell, and I'm still depressed.
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"Are you really King Yama?" Meng Nan asked doubtfully.
"The goods are genuine and fair." Ji Xiaojun nodded, then looked at the surrounding space and said: "Forget it, you have found the book, then you have passed the test, there is no need to be here anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xiaojun raised his arm slightly, and Meng Nan felt his eyes blur, and then he appeared in the 19th level of hell.
Meng Nan's eyes narrowed slightly. The person with such power seemed to be the King of Hell.
"That year, I was just a student about to take the college entrance examination, but I was deceived by the previous King of Hell and became the current King of Hell." Ji Xiaojun thought, a sofa appeared behind him, and then Ji Xiaojun sat down
After he sat down, there was a cup of Coke in his hand, and there was still frost on the cup.
"Actually, it's good to be the King of Yama. But who would have thought that the Rakshasa tribe would launch a surprise attack at that time and almost kill me."
"Later on, we fought hard to defeat the Rakshasa clan."
"As for me, I made a plan with Ksitigarbha and submitted an application to the Jade Emperor, saying that the Ten Halls of Hell were not enough and wanted to open another hall. So I built a place like this."
"By the way, you've seen Fengdu City, right? It was my territory originally, but it was taken away by the Rakshasa clan, and now it's given to you."
"Ah?" Meng Nan felt that she was completely confused as to what was going on.
"What? You don't understand? What's wrong with you old people? Are your brains so slow to respond?" Ji Xiaojun said.
"Wait a minute, you mean, this nineteenth level of hell is a test to select the king of hell in the eleventh palace? And I am the king of hell in the eleventh palace?" Meng Nan patted his head and said.
"That's right, "The Book of Hell" is in your hands. Do you still have any doubts about this?" Ji Xiaojun replied.
""Book of Hell"?" Meng Nan looked at the book in his hand: "What on earth is this?"
"As the name suggests, it is a book that records the spells of the King of Hell." Ji Xiaojun said: "It can also be regarded as your work permit. But with the Book of the King of Hell, you are not the real King of Hell. You can only go to the Conferring God Platform and accept the canonization of the Jade Emperor. Get it
Only when you get to the King of Hell’s Seal.”
"Of course, you can also refuse and give me the Book of Hell, and you can be reincarnated."
"Then my companion..." Meng Nan said.
"It's up to you to reincarnate together. Just like what Lao Cui told you before." Ji Xiaojun replied: "We keep our word."
"Well..." Meng Nan lowered his head, thinking slightly.
"Hey, hey, you should think faster." Ji Xiaojun said: "I'm not dead yet, I'm very busy. I'm facing the king of hell here, and I have to go to college on the other side. I haven't finished writing today's paper.
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"Ah? You still have to go to college? Write a thesis?" Meng Nan became even more confused.
"Otherwise, I'm still here and I was deceived." Ji Xiaojun spread his hands and said, "So we have to take care of both sides."
"Okay." Meng Nan nodded: "By the way, I also want to ask a question."
"Oh, tell me." Ji Xiaojun said.
"Did you come up with this idea of the test in the Nineteenth Level of Hell?" Meng Nan pondered for a moment and asked.
"That's right, what do you think? Are you talented?" Ji Xiaojun said proudly: "Young people, you must dare to think and do. You see, the design of the Nineteenth Level of Hell can not only fully test a person's character and ability, but also
How perfect it is to be able to keep pace with the times according to current events!"
"..." Meng Nan nodded, and then said: "Okay, I am willing to become the Eleventh Palace of Hell."
"Hey, okay, I just like happy people." Then Ji Xiaojun thought, and he and Meng Nan appeared on the bank of Wangchuan River at the same time.
Then Ji Xiaojun smiled at Meng Nan and raised his hand gently. Immediately, endless divine power surged out of his body, and the Wangchuan River began to roll violently.
After a few seconds, the water surface parted, and a huge bridge slowly rose from the water.
This bridge is full of traces of time. There is a stone tablet standing on the shore. The stone tablet reads: "Naihe Bridge"!
