Chapter 326: The Lunch of the Ten Temples of Hades
The city of the underworld is the place where every soul returns, but no one remembers its outline. This is a special city that combines modern technology and classical culture. Just like the street lighting uses red lanterns, but there are hanging lights inside.
What is burning is a light bulb. The appearance of the underworld has no technological components and retains the ancient cultural landscape.
However, mobile phones can be seen everywhere, credit card machines are placed in street food bars, and Monster headphones are plugged into residents’ ears...technology is also changing this underground reincarnation space.
Different from the structure of hell cities in the West, the angels let the souls enjoy tranquility first, then send them to receive punishment, and finally send them to the human world. The souls who came to the underworld were not blessed to enjoy the comfort here, and were first thrown to the eighteen levels of hell.
After being tortured, they will be released back to the ground to enjoy a peaceful life for a period of time, and then be reincarnated again.
In principle, the underworld model is more scientific and effective. Although memory will be erased during reincarnation, the tortured soul will be directly released into the human world, and it will be more or less full of anger and hostility, which can easily give rise to opportunities.
ists, and the nature of killing. Therefore, Western civilization in history prefers to use plunder to complete the original accumulation of the industrial revolution, launch wars to enslave black slaves, kill all Indians, etc...
Because of the pattern of the underworld in China, the hostility and anger are gradually diluted in the comfortable life of waiting for reincarnation, so that these souls can meet the new life in a more tenacious and easy-going way. This will help increase the tolerance of the people of China.
, and also made them more inclined to peace. In history, the Chinese regarded themselves as the center of the world, and they did not launch any aggressive wars against foreign nations when they had overwhelming military superiority. Columbus's voyages brought guns, plunder and killing; Zheng He's voyages to the West
What was sent was silk, ceramics, tea and culture.
But these have nothing to do with Qing Huan. There is no note in the life and death book that she will die immediately, but Qing Huan has a feeling of precariousness. This is not because of her suspicious nature, but because of the pressure of the Song Emperor Chi Guoguo around her.
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"I don't know why Mr. Song invited me so 'enthusiastically'?" Qing Huan couldn't bear the silence and asked.
"Miss Qinghuan, don't worry too much. I invited you here this time because there is something that needs to be conveyed to the world. You are a heaven-level investigator of the Underworld Bureau, and you are also one of the few special beings in the world who can freely enter and exit the three realms. Everyone feels that this message is still
It would be more appropriate to leave it to you." Although Emperor Song had a blind eye, he was still polite when speaking to ladies.
"How can the little girl He De be so loved by you? Let me guess, about Thirteen, right?" Now that he has come, he is content with it. Qing Huan is no longer afraid and goes to test it boldly.
"You were right." Emperor Song smiled.
"You want to have sex with him?"
"I missed it this time."
"Forget it, I won't guess anymore. It doesn't matter what you want to do. Just finish talking and let me leave. In addition, I don't like the way you invite me here. If you have anything to do in the future, call or send text messages.
QQ is fine. Although I don't have much ability, I still have some temper. You are very awesome for being gods, but before I die, you have no right to play with my soul like this!" Qing Huan shouted coldly.
"In my opinion, power is a derivative of strength. A true emperor is also the condensation of real power. There are some things that you cannot have the final say. Of course, even if I say it, it doesn't count..." Emperor Song said playfully.
On the seat.
"Who has the final say? King Yama?" Qing Huan said with disdain.
"Yam Luo is just the manager of this underworld. He is not really the strongest emperor. You should be bolder and guess higher." Emperor Song guided kindly.
"Haotian Golden Tower, the supreme, natural, wonderful, Milo, the true Jade Emperor God?" Qing Huan was talking about the full name of the Jade Emperor.
Emperor Song just smiled but did not answer. At this moment, the skeleton carriage stopped, and the seven-eyed ghost opened the door respectfully.
"Let's go, all your questions will be answered here." After the gentleman got off the car, the Song Emperor raised his hand and took Qing Huan out of the car.
What appeared in front of the two people was... the Yama Palace. This is a large house located in the middle of the Yama District. It is used for the residence and office of the five-hall Yama King. In myths and legends, people often go to the Yama Palace to kneel before the Yama King.
The drama of shouting injustice in front of one's face.
In fact, in reality, there are no low-level souls who can complain about being wronged. As long as there is a way of reincarnation, life and death, there is no such thing as being wronged.
The Palace of Yama is mainly used for administrative management, and there are also some receptions for meetings. Usually special human souls will come here to drink a cup of tea and have a dinner with King Yama after reincarnation. Lin Xi, as the Tiao Tie Fairy, once
She had been here more than once, but she just couldn't remember it.
Qing Huan is also a frequent visitor to the Yama Palace, but the way she came this time made her unhappy, so she didn't have much expectation.
Following the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Qing Huan walked inside. When passing by the reception hall where he often went, Qing Huan wondered, "Don't you receive me here every time?"
"Today is different. I will give you a special reception." Emperor Song continued to lead the way forward. When he passed through the corridor guarded by a group of Yin soldiers, the accompanying seven-eyed ghosts were also waiting outside. No one was allowed inside.
Pushing open the hollow ancient wooden door, Emperor Song took Qing Huan to the main dining room. A round table with a diameter of 3 meters was placed in the center of the dining room. The dishes had been served and the seats were almost full. It could originally seat 16 people.
The dining table now only seats 9 people, leaving two empty seats, which is very spacious.
"You're late." King Yama, who was sitting in the chair, glanced at Qing Huan, then looked at Emperor Song to reproach him.
"Crossing the barrier of reincarnation to locate a soul and pull it down is not as easy as it is said to be. If I let you go, you all push it to me. I'm really lazy." Emperor Song was not polite and went straight to his seat and sat down.
"Qing Huan is here, let's sit down and eat together." King Yama finally showed a smile. Speaking of it, this was the first time for Qing Huan to see ten kings of Yama sitting together. It can be said that she was lucky in her entire life.
They are: the first palace is King Guang of Qin "Chiang", the second palace is Chujiang King "Li", the third palace is Song Emperor "Yu", the fourth palace is King Wuguan "Lv", the fifth palace is King Yama "Emperor", and the sixth palace is Bian Cheng
King "Bi", the King of Taishan of the Seventh Palace "Dong", the King of the Eighth Palace City "Huang", the King of Pingping of the Nine Palaces "Lu", and the King of the Tenth Palace Wheel "Xue".
The last word of each one is their name for each other. Only King Yama is the "Son of Heaven" appointed by the Immortal Class. The reason for this is that a bunch of kings cannot sit together and chat. It is extremely hypocritical for various kings to call each other.
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"Master Tianzi, aren't you afraid of scaring me to death with such a huge battle?" Qing Huan took a deep breath, walked forward with a smile, and sat on the remaining empty seat.
The Ten Palaces of Hell are all ten handsome men. None of them look older than 30 years old, but each one has a different temperament. It feels like being in "F10" or a top-notch duck shop. Qing Huan
I just don’t understand, why do these weirdos who have lived for thousands of years look so young? Are they trying to form a Hellraiser?
"Come on, come on, everyone is here, let's get up with your chopsticks!" The emperor greeted everyone and started eating. The first chopstick picked up a black prawn and placed it in Qing Huan's bowl next to him, "You are
Is this your first time eating in the underworld? Try this. Our famous dish in the underworld is magma-exploded black shrimp. This shrimp lives in Lu’s blood pool. It has grown up after absorbing the blood of ghosts for a long time. It embraces spirituality and eats one.
Extend life by 1 year.”
Tianzi and Qing Huan are old acquaintances. This big boy with blond hair wears a pair of vinyl-rimmed glasses. His skin is as smooth and smooth as marble. He speaks kindly and is good at sociability. In the past days,
Qing Huan also received a lot of care from him.
"My Lord Emperor, although it is a little bold to say it, I have always regarded you as my friend. Today you invited me here in this way, which really scared me. However, Lord Song Emperor said that you have something to talk to me about. How about you talk to me?"
Just open the skylight and speak frankly now, so that I can eat with peace of mind." Qing Huan is indeed a born diplomat. Even when negotiating with King Yama, who is in charge of life and death, he is neither humble nor overbearing. He has corrected his position, but he does not compromise easily.
Lord.
"You know? I really like your straightforward personality. Most souls are frightened when they see us, but you always remember your position and responsibilities. My administrative secretary position has always been vacant, just waiting for the day you die.
Take over the work here." The emperor smiled calmly.
"I'm not young anymore. I'm about to die. Just wait for two more years." Qing Huan also laughed.
"Business is important, but eating is also important. You'd better eat more. These are high-quality ingredients that can replenish spiritual power. They cannot be found in the human world. In the future, you are likely to frequently travel to various worlds. Spiritual power is very important for you.
You are very important." What the emperor meant was that there would be a second, third, and nth time... Sure enough, after changing from a girl to a woman, things got out of control.
Qing Huan couldn't resist anymore, so she could only use her chopsticks to eat. Speaking of all the dishes in this underworld, they all tasted good, but there was no facial recognition. One was so ugly that it looked like it had been exposed to nuclear radiation, and the fish looked like it had been exposed to nuclear radiation.
One of the dishes, the Drunken Crab, is actually eaten raw. A bunch of crabs with human faces are tied together, poured with white wine and simmered for 5 minutes, then the pot is opened and eaten directly.
These guys can still talk, and some even sing, "If the wine is dry, it will be sold without!" Anyway, Qing Huan didn't have chopsticks for this dish.
After having lunch for an hour, the emperor was full of wine and food. After he picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, he looked at Qing Huan beside him and said, "Now we can get down to business. There is an order from above. The Bureau of Underworld Affairs must transfer Thirteen as soon as possible."
Put him in jail and use the highest level of security. Don't give that kid a chance to see the sun again."
"Why? There must be a reason for imprisoning people, right?" Qing Huan was not surprised, after all, she had already guessed that the matter was related to Thirteen.
"The reason is that the boy ate gluttonous food." Song Emperor Wang Yu added.