Fengdu, also known as Fengdu Ghost City, is the legendary underworld.
This is common sense that Xu Zhiqiong learned in college.
Xu Zhiqiong swallowed his saliva, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Although he knew that this was an extraordinary world, he never thought that he would come to the underworld in this status.
A gust of cold wind blew through the city gate, but the strong smell made Xu Zhiqiong brave enough to take the ghost into the city gate. A guard came to Xu Zhiqiong and asked with a smile on his face: "Who are you?"
Judge?"
This city guard had a very kind look on his face and the color on his face was very full. He didn't look like a ghost.
Xu Zhiqiong quickly responded: "I'm here to escort the ghost. I'm new here and don't know the way yet."
The city guard pointed to the city road: "Go north along the main road. Not far away, there is a fork in the road. There is a fork in the road on the left that leads to Naihe Bridge. You must not get on the bridge. If you go up, you will not be able to come back. There is a fork in the road on the right.
The fork in the road leads to Yama Hall, that is where you should go."
Xu Zhiqiong quickly thanked him. The female promoter was right, the agents from the Yin Division were really kind.
Xu Zhiqiong walked north along the road. The scene in Fengdu was very different from outside.
The fog was no longer so thick, and Xu Zhiqiong could see the buildings and houses on the street, as well as the pedestrians passing by.
Contrary to expectations, this ghost town is very prosperous. There are restaurants, teahouses, and brothels on both sides of the road. There are wandering orioles on the roadside soliciting business, and occasionally you can see warriors performing tricks.
There seemed to be a tile market on the fork in the road, and there were endless cheers. It must be that there was a wonderful drama going on in the hook bar. A dark-faced man walked up to Xu Zhiqiong, clasped his fists at Xu Zhiqiong and said: "Uncle, come in and take a look.
For sixty cents per person, you can see everything you want!"
It’s also sixty cents, and it’s all a good price!
This is to attract business for Goulan. Xu Zhiqiong waved his hands repeatedly and said: "The judge is on his way, there is no need to delay."
While speaking, Xu Zhiqiong looked at the face of this dark man.
There is only one eye on his face, which is still erect.
Calm down, calm down, this is the underworld, if you occasionally see some special people, don't make a fuss.
"Can you please borrow it?" A voice came from behind, and I saw a waiter carrying a dinner plate into the tile market.
This is the food delivery guy. Bigger restaurants have food delivery guys. They often work in Wa City. They are also very common in Daxuan Capital. Their functions are not much different from those of the guys outside.
What's in his plate?
Round and booming.
Xu Zhiqiong focused his eyes and saw clearly what was on the plate.
There was a human head inside, the lid of the heavenly spirit was lifted, and the brain was exposed.
Calm down, calm down, this is the underworld, if you occasionally see some special ingredients, don't make a fuss.
After passing the intersection, Xu Zhiqiong walked to the right and soon arrived at the Yama Hall.
It's a magnificent palace with four floors in the front hall, and you can't see the end from left to right.
The door of the palace was wide open, and Xu Zhiqiong and the ghost bravely walked in. A ghost servant came forward to greet him and said with a smile: "Is this brother a judge?"
Xu Zhiqiong nodded repeatedly.
Gui Cha pointed at the "black dog" and said, "Is this a prisoner?"
Xu Zhiqiong nodded again.
"Inside please!"
The ghost officer took Xu Zhiqiong into the front hall, walked around the hall, and entered a side hall.
The lights in the side hall were dim, and a ghost officer was waiting next to the desk and said to Xu Zhiqiong: "Please let me see the crime and the sentence."
Xu Zhiqiong quickly took out the horn and mailbox and wanted to give them to the ghost messenger.
Guizhao's brows wrinkled slightly, but there was still a smile on his face: "This brother has just entered the rank, right? There are some rules between us that must be made clear. Judgment cultivators and underworld cultivators cannot interfere with each other.
It is taboo to pass items from hand to hand, please put them on the desk first."
Xu Zhiqiong quickly put the horn and the mailbox on the desk, thinking that this ghost turned out to be a cultivator of the underworld.
Is he the only one who is a cultivator of the underworld, or are all ghosts cultivators of the underworld?
It seems that no description of the underworld was found in the memory of the original owner.
"Four lives were injured, and he was detained for thirty-two years, with a daily penalty of four hundred knives."
Is this what the female judge judged?
Thirty-two years in custody does not sound like a long time. According to some documents I read in my previous life, there are eighteen levels of hell, and each hell has a sentence of tens of thousands of years.
I almost forgot that the Eighteen Levels of Hell is a Buddhist concept, and Daxuan is an empire dominated by Taoist power. The underworld here may be more similar to the law enforcement agencies in the mortal world.
Compared with the crime of this "black dog", a twenty-year sentence is not long, but the punishment is harsh enough. He is punished once a day and four hundred knives each time. Just hearing these two sentences, Xu Zhiqiong seems to be able to
Feel the pain of the blade cutting through the flesh.
Gui Cha is reading the verdict, and Xu Zhiqiong is thinking about the problem.
The horn was placed on the desk, and the black dog decided to fight to the death.
He rushed forward, grabbed the horns, and ran away!
Xu Zhiqiong was startled and was about to chase after him, but without looking up when he saw the ghost, he drew a circle on the back of the "black dog" and muttered: "The crime will be increased by one degree."
The black dog's soul was motionless, as if bound by the circle drawn by the ghost in the air.
The ghost drew a circle in the air and easily trapped the soul of the "black dog".
You can trap the opponent without even touching him!
What grade is this ghost? How can Xuanwu Underworld be so powerful?
"The sentence is a bit harsh!" Gui Cha finished reading the sentence, as if nothing had happened, he raised his head and said, "I wonder what your surname is?"
Xu Zhiqiong couldn't answer. He couldn't say his name in the Evil Punishment Division, and he didn't dare to speak nonsense in the Underworld Division.
Gui Cha seemed to have discovered Xu Zhiqiong's difficulty: "We don't ask for the name of the family, only the name of the judge."
What is the name of the judge? Does the judge have a special name?
Xu Zhiqiong laughed dryly: "I have just entered the imperial examination, and I don't have the title of judge yet."
"This is a bit troublesome," Gui Cha frowned, stood up and said, "Brother, please wait here for a moment. I'll be back as soon as I go."
After saying that, Gui Cha waved his hand and summoned the soul of the "black dog" over. The black dog seemed to be squeezed into the glass, its figure and face were extremely distorted, suspended in mid-air, and followed Gui Cha to the back hall.
Not long after, the ghost came back alone, holding a piece of silk in his hand.
"Take the ticket and keep it. The crime is worth two cents and the meritorious service is thirty-two!" The ghost messenger put the silk on the table.
This is a ticket!
Xu Zhiqiong picked up the silk and looked at it carefully. There were complex patterns printed on the silk, with seven characters embroidered on it: eliminate evil and reward thirty-two pills.
Next to the big characters there are three lines of small characters:
In the first line, the unknown ninth-grade judge kills the criminal with his own hands.
In the second line, Xia Hu, the official of the Punishment Department, makes the judgment.
The third line is the review of the execution process of the Underworld Warden.
The unknown ninth-grade judge is naturally referring to Xu Zhiqiong.
Xia Hu, the official of the Punishment Department, is the female official. Her name is Xia Hu.
Xia Hu...Xia Ni, Xu Zhiqiong thought of a person.
Shi Cheng, the warden of the Underworld, was the ghost in front of him. Xu Zhiqiong quickly saluted: "It turns out to be Mr. Shi."
Shi Cheng quickly returned the courtesy and said: "How dare you, how dare you! Keep your ticket with you and be careful on the road."
When he heard about being careful on the road, Xu Zhiqiong asked one more question: "I saw a pair of red lanterns outside the city. Under the lanterns stood a beautiful woman who said she was doing business. Is this business true or false?"
"Outside the city? Red light?" Shi Cheng thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are talking about Jiang Yanjun, the second wife of Jiang. Her teahouse is a high-quality flower teahouse. The girls are top-notch, and the prices are fair. Five
Two pieces of silver are enough for one night's entertainment, but you must be careful. Judges who come and go often go to her place, and you must pay close attention to the ticket. Your name is not on the ticket. If it is lost, the meritorious service will be lost.
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Five taels of silver, converted to two thousand five hundred yuan, is this fair?
Xu Zhiqiong's family lived by the Wang'an River. There were many more fair places than this, not to mention that Xu Zhiqiong only had a few big bucks.
However, one piece of information is very important. Xu Zhiqiong must get the name of the judge as soon as possible. The name of the judge should be written on the voucher. It is like a bank card. If it is lost, it can probably be reported as lost.
The ghost officer warned again: "If you really want to go to Mrs. Jiang's tea house, you can choose whatever you want, but don't take the boss's advice. Mrs. Jiang never takes tea with you. Don't forget her friendly smile when greeting guests."
Keep your face and kill people without batting an eyelid."
"Thank you for reminding me, brother." Xu Zhiqiong bowed deeply.
He just said that he couldn't go to that kind of place, it was the underworld, but he still wanted to be romantic here! He didn't know where the girl in the teahouse came from, maybe he would become an undead knight for a time.
Xu Zhiqiong left, and the warden Shi Cheng went to the back hall and released the black dog's soul.
"Black Dog" raised his head and said: "Sir, to be fair, is it too unfair for me to be sentenced here for thirty-two years?"
Shi Cheng held out five fingers and said, "It's thirty-seven years! You were supposed to suffer for thirty-two years, but because of your run just now, five more years were added to it."
The black dog cried: "Sir, I am wronged! This is all what my master forced me to do! Please review it again, I shouldn't have suffered for so many years!"
Shi Cheng sighed and said, "Stop talking about this. After walking such a long way, you can take a rest here. I'll ask you later. This knife should be sharpened."