As soon as Wang Dafu said these words, Qiao Yu knew that something was going to happen.
Sure enough, Zuo You's face darkened visibly.
"I can still take care of that little sister for free. As for you, you can stay where you can to cool off!"
Wang Dafu hadn't noticed Zuo You's change yet, and was still talking there.
The next second.
Wang Dafu felt a huge force attack his waist, and his round body flew away like a rubber ball.
"Ouch!"
It wasn't until he hit a stone wall that Wang Dafu's body stopped and let out a scream.
"Qiao Yu, let's go."
Zuo You said coldly and walked directly towards the stone steps.
"Oh oh oh, okay!"
Qiao Yu quickly raised her heels. Wang Dafu actually dared to tease Zuo You about his flat chest.
It's really like lighting a lamp in the toilet - looking for shit.
"Wait! Stop!"
The two of them had just taken a few steps out when they were stopped by Wang Dafu.
With an angry look on his face, Wang Dafu walked up to Qiao Yu angrily, pointed his fat finger at Qiao Yu's nose and cursed.
"Boy! Can you kick me? Ah? I don't want to take you with you, so you hold a grudge and secretly do something evil?"
Qiao Yu frowned, then Zuo You said coldly.
"I kicked it, what happened?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Dafu immediately performed a wave of Sichuan Opera face changes, and a bright smile appeared on his face instantly.
"It turns out it was the little sister who kicked it~ Good kicking!"
"I originally had a herniated disc in my waist, but it was cured by your kick like this. Thank you so much!"
Zuo You, Qiao Yu: "..."
I have to admit that Wang Dafu finally figured out the issue of double standards.
Zuo You didn't want to pay attention to Wang Dafu anymore, so he pulled Qiao Yu up the stone steps.
However, Wang Dafu actually chased after him again.
"Little sister, wait for me!"
Zuo You and Qiao Yu walked faster and faster, and Wang Dafu stuck to them like a piece of dog-skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off.
"Little sister, are you thirsty?"
"Little sister, are you hungry?"
"Little sister, are you tired?"
"Little sister, are you sleepy?"
"Little sister, are your legs sore?"
Wang Dafu, who kept asking questions all the way, made Qiao Yu and the two of them extremely annoyed.
In the end, the woman with freckles on her face couldn't bear it anymore. She stopped Wang Dafu, who was showing great courtesy to Zuo You, and cursed angrily.
"Wang Dafu, are you mistaken? Why are you so attentive to others? I am your customer!"
"What's wrong with you being my customer? I'm only responsible for taking you through this pseudo-underworld instance. I have no obligation to make you happy." Wang Dafu's face changed instantly.
"Don't you know that the customer is God?" the freckled woman asked.
"God? I'll fuck your grandma with a snakeskin geoduck and a big banana." Wang Dafu simply rolled his eyes.
The freckled woman blushed at Wang Dafu's rebuke, and even the freckles on her face were dyed red.
She trembled and cursed at Wang Dafu.
"Zinima, refund the money!"
Wang Dafu sneered.
"Refund the money? Are you deliberately looking for trouble? Just say that your copy can't pass!"
"I'll definitely do it if you take me well." The freckled woman pointed at Zuo You: "Then what if you are the first to save her when there is danger?"
"Hey, if I hadn't been the first to save you, I would have committed suicide on the spot. Are you satisfied?" Wang Dafu waved his hand impatiently.
The freckled woman gritted her teeth and did not dare to make any more noise for a while.
"Hey, little sister, I'm sorry for making you laugh."
Wang Dafu kept rubbing his fat hands together like a blowfly looking for food.
However, neither Qiao Yu nor Qiao Yu had time to pay attention to him at this moment.
Qiao Yu's eyes were all attracted by a white hall in front of him.
In front of the main hall, eight large white stone pillars support a towering courtyard.
A gate nearly ten meters high is daunting.
There was a plaque hanging above the door, with some symbols Qiao Yu couldn't understand engraved on it.
"How is it? Are you shocked?"
Wang Dafu walked out with a proud look on his face.
"That's the first hell, the Netherworld Judgment Hall."
"Judgement Hall?" Qiao Yu muttered to himself.
In the ancient legends of the ancient country of Daxia, people will be judged by King Yama after death. Is this Netherworld Judgment Hall a similar existence?
"Yes, this is also the place where it is determined whether you will go to heaven or hell!" Wang Dafu nodded.
"How does he judge?" Qiao Yu asked.
Wang Dafu glanced sideways at him and explained.
"The judge of the Netherworld Trial Hall can see all the crimes you have committed since you entered the other world. You'd better confess honestly after entering and strive for leniency."
"After entering the other world? Does that mean he can't see me in the real world?" Qiao Yu asked.
"It doesn't work here. This is just a pseudo underworld after all, but if it is the real underworld..."
An uncontrollable look of fear flashed in Wang Dafu's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.
The four of them soon arrived in front of the Netherworld Judgment Hall. The extremely tall hall door gave people a strong sense of oppression.
Just as Qiao Yu was about to reach out and push the door open, Wang Dafu quickly stopped him.
Qiao Yu: "What's wrong?"
"Shh!"
Wang Dafu raised a bloated finger and lowered his voice and whispered.
"Be quiet and don't mess around!"
He walked forward with a big belly, raised a finger and knocked three times on the door of the palace.
"Enter!"
A majestic and solemn voice came from inside the palace door, and then the tall palace door slowly opened a gap.
"Don't talk nonsense after you get in!" Wang Dafu reminded Qiao Yu and others before stepping in.
Qiao Yu followed closely behind. After entering the court, a gust of cold air broke into Qiao Yu's nasal cavity.
Qiao Yu just took a slight breath and felt that her entire chest was somewhat clear.
The Netherworld Judgment Hall is very empty, and the high ceiling is intimidating.
On a high platform directly in front, there is a golden desk.
A man with white hair and a black trial suit was sitting behind the desk holding a huge book.
A pair of faint purple pupils seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
"That is the Netherworld Judge, Yin You!" Wang Dafu reminded Zuo You.
Snapped!
Yin You on the high platform hammered a small golden hammer on the table, and the crisp sound echoed continuously in the empty hall.
"quiet!"
Seeing Yin You's anger, Wang Dafu also honestly shut his mouth.
Yin You placed the huge book on the desk and said coldly to Qiao Yu and the others below.
"I am Yin You, the judge of the Netherworld Judgment Hall of the First Hell. I will now examine your sins."
"The sins you commit will determine which hell you fall into."