Chapter 510: Sing the pipa, become a prostitute for thousands of years
Jiang Li helplessly patted the huge general's belly, and after carefully sensing it, he realized that there was a layer of clever cover-up covering his body.
Even when I sensed it, I almost didn't notice it.
Moreover, there was something invisible that sealed his power, making him temporarily unable to use it.
I looked at the panel, and sure enough, there was an additional state on it that I had never seen before, called [Playing Life].
It shows that the person who is currently covered by the mask is a judge named "Cui Jue". There are no other negative effects, and the duration is only six hours.
Jiang Li felt that he could try to force a breakthrough, or he could use the power of the panel to clear it directly, but as soon as he mobilized the power in his body, he immediately felt a threat.
It seems that if you force a breakthrough, you will immediately receive a strong attack.
With his current strength, his instinctive spiritual sense is often very accurate and useful. Feeling the intensity of this sense of crisis, the next attack is enough to cause him serious injury in an instant.
In his current state, even if he is attacked by a trap, he will most likely not die directly.
As long as Ksitigarbha Buddha's light can save his life, even his near-death injuries can be fully recovered within a few breaths.
But after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't take action immediately.
There are powerful enemies hidden around him. If he is seriously injured at this time, he may not have a few breaths!
He asked Jiuyou's clone hiding in the coffin to notify Qian Shui and Pei Zhong Jianshou to come over to help, and then looked around carefully.
Playing life, he had to see what kind of show it was.
In front of him is a tall table with legs that are at least two feet high.
He himself was behind the table, sitting on a large judge's chair carved with black jade.
Looking past the long case, you can look down from a high position and clearly see everything in the hall below.
On both sides of the ghostly hall, eighteen green-faced and fierce-looking ghost servants were standing.
The nine figures on the left are holding black sticks of wind and thunder, while the nine figures on the right are holding red sticks of water and fire.
Add the two sides together, and it becomes a ghost stick that can make ghosts cry and howl!
Just by seeing the aura on them, you know they are not easy to mess with.
This scene is really impressive, just like the real judge's palace.
Jiang Li tried again, and sure enough, he couldn't leave his seat.
I could only check my surroundings.
There was nothing else on him, only a long blank scroll spread out on the table in front of him.
There is a writing brush placed on the edge of the long scroll. On the edge of the writing brush, there is a palm-sized gavel with the words "Making decisions for the people" written on it.
From this point of view, this scene should be a night judgment in the underworld that took place in ancient times.
Because of that "bold" sentence, I was given the skin of a judge.
Then if what I just shouted was "Unjust", or "Go quickly", wouldn't it mean that he would become a prisoner of evil ghosts, or maybe he would be used as a trap by ghosts?
In contrast, it is obvious that the judge as a judge is more favorable to him.
At this time, a name suddenly appeared on the blank scroll in front of him, but this name was a bit special. There was no specific name, but it was called "Pipa Girl".
Above the name, there is also the word "criminal" circled in red.
It represents the identity of this "Pipa Girl" today.
Jiang Li clasped his fingers on the table, thought of something, and tried to shout loudly.
"Bring the prisoner!"
The eighteen ghost servants below obeyed the order and began to beat the long sticks of wind, thunder, water and fire in their hands.
The sound of wind and thunder rumbled, blowing open the front door.
Outside the gate, you can see from a distance on a long and gloomy path, two sinister men, tying up a woman with blood all over her body in chains, walking towards the main hall.
That woman was like a stubborn donkey that didn't want to walk. No matter how hard the two villains beat her, she was still unwilling to take a step forward.
His feet dragged on the ground, leaving a long trail of blood.
Jiang Li's eyes fell on the woman's face, and he was suddenly shocked.
On top, a red mark the size of a palm is clearly visible.
This guy! It’s Grandma Mingshan!
In the melee two months ago, this powerful ghost from Beiyin Mountain disappeared, but unexpectedly he reappeared here!
Jiang Li looked at the mark and immediately understood the general idea.
I was suddenly pulled into this place, this guy must have done something!
The place where he is now is most likely the stage that Grandma Mingshan regards as a treasure!
He had long felt that Grandma Mingshan had accumulated many years of experience and it was impossible not to have a magic weapon as a trump card.
Unexpectedly, it was the stage that was placed in front of me every day.
You can unknowingly force him into the magic space to play role-playing. The level of this stage is definitely above the earth level.
But, why did she want to find him?
He had been hiding pretty well before. Grandma Mingshan probably didn't know that he had been doing mischief in secret.
Then why did you focus on him, an ordinary little monk?
Looking at the miserable and pitiful female prisoner from a distance, Jiang Li only had vigilance and attention in his eyes.
"Grandma, since you like acting so much, let me act out a scene with you!"
The two undercover men finally took the female prisoner into custody and finally crossed the gate.
Snapped!
But just as he came in, he heard a thunder-like explosion from above. Jiang Li swung the gavel hard, frightening the two Yin Cha to the point of splitting their minds.
The two villains immediately fell to the ground, their heads banging, and they repeatedly begged for mercy to the judge Jiang Li had transformed into.
"Your Majesty, this shrew is unruly. She blocked us several times on the road, and that's why we were late. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
"Please, Lord Judge, atone for your sins and show mercy!"
The two evil spirits were extremely frightened, because the person in front of them was not an easy person to talk to.
Jiang Li did not speak immediately.
At this time, another line of ink characters appeared on the blank scroll in front of him.
"Those who are incompetent will receive fifty sticks and three quarters of frying!"
This is probably to remind him how to proceed in the next script.
If you are late, you will be beaten with sticks and fried. This is the rule of the underworld. It is really strict and terrifying.
Jiang Li secretly thought that he was lucky that he didn't choose between "leave quickly" and "unjustly accused" just now.
If he shouts the word "unjust", then he will be tortured like the person below.
And even if you choose Yin Chao, you will be beaten severely at the beginning and tortured with oil.
Once you can't bear it anymore and force a breakthrough on your own, you will be attacked by the stage again and suffer huge damage.
Neither one can be considered good.
"You two were unlucky at your job. You missed the deadline, and you still dare to use excuses to get away with it!"
"Left or right, beat them twice with fifty sticks, then throw them into the oil pan and deep-fry them!"
Jiang Li was not polite to them and acted like a judge, handing down harsh punishments on the spot.
The eighteen monks standing on the left and right immediately separated four people from each side. They grabbed the two Yin Chai and picked up the sticks of water, fire, wind and thunder. Only the two Yin Chai who were beaten screamed.
At the edge of the main hall, a pot of boiling oil was also burned.
After fifty blows each, the buttocks of the two Yin Chaos had flattened into a thin piece of paper, lying limp on the ground, unable to move any further.
Then he was lifted up and thrown into the oil pan. The oil was cooked over a strong fire, and the skin was already crispy as soon as it was removed.
Afterwards, the little devil melted like dough in the pot, becoming charred black and losing its shape.
The punishment in the underworld is so severe. It is said to be three moments, but it can only be more, not less.
In order to prevent disturbing the judge while handling the case, they also thoughtfully closed the lid, which stopped the painful struggling sound.
Jiang Li nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to look at the woman below.
"Who is the convict woman below? You haven't given her name yet!"
Jiang Li stretched out his hand to grab the gavel on the side, and slapped it hard again. He shouted downwards with wide eyes.
"Your Majesty, you are unjust! Pipa Girl, the guilty woman, begs your mercy, the guilty woman..."
Grandma Mingshan, who was dressed as a pipa girl, put on a fearful look, cowered and shouted that she was wronged.
"Bold! No matter what kind of thing you are, you dare to cry out in front of the judge!"
"Here comes someone! Get on the knife bed!"
The woman below, wearing a white prison uniform and covered in blood, had just finished speaking half of her plaintive words when she was interrupted by Jiang Li's bold words.
Then the evil ghost soldiers on both sides directly brought a knife bed and placed it in front of Pipa Girl.
"A mere convict woman deserves to speak directly to the judge! Get off the knife bed first and then talk!"
The woman below, the Pipa Girl, also showed a hint of astonishment on her face. Why is the development of the script different from what she imagined?
But before she could think about it, she was pressed onto the knife bed.
The four ghosts grabbed his hands and feet respectively and pressed them on the knife bed, rolling and rubbing them back and forth.
The sharp knife bed sliced through the heart, liver, spleen and lungs, cutting off piles of flesh and blood.
After rolling it repeatedly for twenty times until it was roughly cut into shredded potatoes, she was put down from the knife bed.
After the woman got off the knife bed, she looked very angry.
But Jiang Li knew that this method would never have any real impact on that person.
The other party is just acting.
But it can also be seen from this that the rules of this play are equal. Even Grandma Mingshan herself must abide by the rules. Otherwise, she will be punished.
Now that I have the status advantage, I might try to force the other party.
Jiang Li, who had a big belly and was leaning against the old man, sat upright.
"Now that you've gone through the knife bed, let's talk about the grievance."
"If you dare to deceive the judge, hehe, your crime will be increased!"
The woman put on a weak look, raised her head, and began to talk sadly.
"The sinful woman was originally a girl from the capital, and her family lived under the Tomb of Xiabao. At the age of thirteen, she learned the pipa well, and she belongs to the first group of the teaching school."
"Qu Ba once taught talented people how to dress well, and Qiu Niang was always jealous of her makeup. Young people in Wuling were tangled in their hair, and there were countless pieces of red silk. The silver grate on the tip of the razor was smashed into pieces, and the blood-colored skirt was stained by wine."
"This year brings laughter to the next, and the autumn moon and spring breeze are spent leisurely. My younger brother has left to join the army and my aunt has died. As dusk passes, the color of the morning is the same. There are few horses and pommels in front of the door, and the eldest daughter is married to a merchant's wife."
"Businessmen value profit over farewell. The month before last, I went to Fuliang to buy tea. I went to and from the mouth of the river to guard the empty boats. I circled the boats and the moon was bright and the river was cold."
"Suddenly, a young man came late at night, half-hiding my face with my pipa in my arms. He sighed when he heard my pipa playing, and he groaned again when he heard these words. We are both fallen people in the world, so why should we have known each other before."
This woman was indeed very energetic. She started singing as she spoke, telling her past experiences and her romantic encounter under the moon.
However, what she said herself was obviously incomplete.
As she sang the song, some words began to appear on the blank scroll in front of Jiang Li.
Nine out of the ten sentences were very different from what the other party said. But the remaining key point was selectively ignored by her.
The person played by Grandma Mingshan was originally a daughter of the Jiaofang Si in the capital. She was beautiful and beautiful, and she was also good at playing the pipa. She was once highly sought after by high-ranking officials and talented people.
But everyone knows that the girls in Jiaofangsi have a little red lips and are not very clean if thousands of people taste them.
You can have a romantic relationship, and you can do well in superficial skills. But if you marry someone home, even if it means becoming a concubine, not just anyone can live up to that humiliation.
But under the admiration of many stars at that time, this pipa girl, who had been sold into the Jiaofangsi since she was a child, was neither capable nor willing to recognize the reality.
She also feels quite noble about herself and thinks that she can impress all the men in the capital.
Even among them, a few are willing to redeem themselves for her beauty.
But the arrogant Pipa girl missed too many good matches through her selection, so that she missed the best time and was unable to "sell" herself.
In the end, her appearance gradually faded, and the front door began to be deserted. She had no choice but to choose a tea merchant, whom she usually looked down on, to redeem herself and marry her.
In fact, for most Jiaofang girls, this is already quite good.
But women who have seen the world and been favored by eagles often feel that ordinary men are not worthy of them.
The tea merchant is old and frail, and is away from home all year round, so he cannot accompany her every day.
When Pipa Nuyuan recalled the years when she was young, she naturally felt a huge gap in her heart.
Then one night, a handsome young man was drunk while boating. Hearing the sound of the pipa, he went "unruly" to her cabin on the boat.
The handsome young man reminded the pipa girl of her days as a teacher.
The two of them are "both fallen people from the end of the world", so they naturally meet each other late.
Naturally, some stories happened on the ship.
Then the two separated overnight, and Pipa Nu continued to live with her husband, spending less time together and more separation, and gave birth to a child in October.
At this point, the unlucky one is the tea merchant. For Pipa Girl, it is nothing.
But the worst thing is that the handsome drunkard is actually a poet, and a very talented and famous poet.
The song "Pipa Xing" spread all over the country.
He didn't even bother writing poems, but he actually wrote Pipa Girl's home address and past experiences clearly and clearly.
If he had an ID card at that time, maybe he would have written down his ID number.
The traveling tea merchant heard this seven-character poem and had no idea what was going on.
Suddenly I felt my head was green and I couldn't help feeling angry.
He knew that the women in Jiaofangsi were "passionate", but he didn't expect that even placing her on the boathouse in the middle of the lake would not be able to stop the overwhelming affection.
Thinking about his newborn child again, he almost died of anger.
He decisively gave up tea and returned to his hometown, gathering fellow villagers and holding an ancestral hall meeting.
The final result was also very direct. The Pipa girl and the unknown child were immersed in the pig cage.
"Where did your injustice come from? How dare you deceive this judge! You should be beaten!"
The evil ghosts on the side understood what Jiang Li said. After hearing Jiang Li's words, they immediately picked up the sticks of water, fire, wind and thunder, and stepped forward to beat him randomly.
It's just that Grandma Mingshan is really powerful. She can still speak with great energy while being beaten.
"Sir! The guilty woman has been wronged!"
"Ah! Death of a sinful woman is not a pity! But my child is not yet one year old! He is innocent!"
"I hate it! I hate it so much! Why did he marry me? Why didn't he let me die in the Jiaofangsi!"
"I hate it so much! Why did he want to find me? And why did he write that poem!"
"I hate it, I want to kill them all, and I will never let them go forever!"
After telling everything, Jiang Li pointed it out to her face. Black mist began to appear all over Pipa Girl's body, and on the long scroll in front of Jiang Li, some words and large ink paintings began to appear again.
Corpses littered the fields, not to mention the town, but the entire country was destroyed by the female ghost's resentment.
Pulling the long scroll backward, Jiang Li suddenly saw that the blank scroll had content inside.
Thinking of something, he pulled out the entire long scroll at once.
However, the long scroll, which was no more than the thickness of an ordinary person's arm, was pulled out over a hundred feet in length and piled up into a small mountain on the ground next to it. This long scroll had no intention of taking any time.
Jiang Li's eyes quickly twitched, and he read the contents of the long scroll in detail.
The scroll at the back does not depict the life of this pipa girl.
But there are more, hundreds or thousands of prostitutes’ miserable lives.
Each of them will become a prostitute for various reasons, become pregnant with a child for various reasons, and die soon after giving birth to the child.
Moreover, every prostitute has a somewhat similar face, and is accompanied by a pipa!
How can there be such a coincidence in the world?
Jiang Li has reason to believe that this is a planned reincarnation for thousands of lives!
"...Thousands of generations have been made prostitutes! Thousands of generations have lost their sons! What a ruthless method!"
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So I have always felt that this guy Bai Juyi is a cheater.
That poem, not to mention whether I slept or not.
But it is also equivalent to having a private meeting with someone else's wife late at night, and then posting it on WeChat Moments, TikTok, and Weibo so that the whole world knows about it.