This person is none other than Po Meng, a household name in both the Yin and Yang worlds, and it was she who sent Xiao Yu's information.
"Meng Po, this Xiao Yu, why do I feel that his life is about to end? Is this guy you are looking for a short-lived ghost?
It would be a pity if he is a short-lived ghost. I am still waiting for him to have great merits in the future and we can chat together."
The old man who spoke just now said with a sigh on his face.
"Hey, don't worry about this. You won't die for a while. There will definitely be a chance to chat."
Po Meng laughed slyly, stretched out the crutch in her hand, and the originally smooth mirror began to flow like water.
Then, the mirror twisted, turned into a stream of water, flew up from the table, and was swallowed by the skeleton on Po Meng's crutch.
The verdict is here, let’s watch it later.”
Po Meng was standing there with her waist bent, watching a black light outside the room flying toward this side quickly, and gave the other person a smile and a hand.
The black light condensed into a figure in the room and turned into an old man with a long black beard. This man was the judge.
"I have met you all, Yama. I have kept you waiting for a long time."
The judge bowed his hands to several old men, and then he turned to Po Meng, who was nearest to him.
"Mother Meng, you're here too. You're such a rare visitor."
Po Meng and the judge are considered to be of the same class, because they do not belong to the Ten Great Yamas, and the people sitting here have higher official positions than them.
"The armies of the Hell Realm and the Underworld are fighting. Although I am in a humble position, I should do my best."
"What are you talking about, Po Meng? In terms of ability, you are no worse than the ten great Yamas. Why are you so humble and humble? Don't make fun of us old guys in a roundabout way."
A middle-aged man in fine clothes said with a straight face, as if he was serious in speech.
"That's right, your reputation is a household name in both the Yin and Yang worlds. Compared to an old man like me, you are many times stronger. If you say this, aren't you going to offend me?"
Another thin old man smiled awkwardly, then looked at the ghost judge and said:
"The ghost judge has many things to do every day, and he is here today. I wonder why the old man, the king of hell, summoned us here?"
While the few people were talking, there was a coughing sound in the yard outside, and then the sound of slow footsteps, like stepping on dead branches and leaves, made a clicking sound.
"Yan Jun is here.
I heard that the two boys Black and White Wuchang brought him some things called cigarettes from the Yangshi ten years ago, and the old boy became addicted to them.
He smokes cigarettes every day, and if he doesn't have a ghost body, he might just die like those smokers."
A middle-aged man who had been silent in the corner couldn't help but murmured when he heard the footsteps.
When other people around him heard this, they all laughed a little, but they didn't bite.
"Squeak..."
The door was pushed open, and a dark-faced old man wearing a tall hat and purple python robe walked in.
"King Chu Jiang, if you want to say something, just say it louder, and everyone will laugh and chirp together. If your subordinates hear you, you won't be afraid of being laughed at."
The black-faced old man had a straight face, with no smile on his face.
"I've met Yan Jun..."
Po Meng and the judge hurriedly bowed and saluted.
"Mother Meng has remembered the etiquette..."
Facing Po Meng's salute, Yan Luo did not dare to show off, and quickly bowed, looking extremely humble.
Because everyone present knew that among them, Po Meng's strength was unfathomable. Although she had not done anything for thousands of years, no one dared to underestimate him.
It is said that when Po Meng first opened the Three Realms, he was an immortal official in the heaven. After seeing countless grievances and hatreds in the human world, some people still refused to let go after death.
Finally, he came to the underworld, set up a big pot by the Wangchuan River, and boiled people's tears of joy, sorrow, pain, hatred, hatred, love, etc. in the pot, and finally turned it into Meng Po Soup.
After drinking Meng Po soup, you can forget the love, hatred and resentment of the past and present lives, and make you feel at ease about reincarnation.
Several versions have been circulated about Po Meng, but these are enough to show that the other party's identity is special. Although he does not take action, his strength is definitely not lower than the top ten Yamas.
"Yan Jun is polite..."
Po Meng smiled indifferently, then gently shook the crutch in her hand, and a skull opened its mouth, dripping a little water-like liquid.
There isn't much water, so it's really hard to find things that aren't easy to see.
However, the people present were not ordinary people. They could see clearly at a glance, so no one said anything.
The drop of water flew out and spread like a water curtain on one side of the wall, and then a scene appeared on it.
Xiao Yu just happened to use the black and white formation to trap the city lord of the trapped city, and finally took him away, then tortured him, and then went to Wuxuan to refine the city lord's order.
"The trapped city outside the ninth peak of Liangjie Mountain has been captured by this boy named Xiao Yu. Because I used different methods, I knew the information in advance!
But I think everyone knows the importance of the Ninth Peak to Hell, right?"
Po Meng looked at the scene formed by the liquid and said with a rare smile on her face.
"Well, I already know the news. It should be the trapped city that was captured just this afternoon. I didn't expect that Po Meng also knew about it.
I wonder what Po Meng means?"
The King of Hell was a little confused. Po Meng never paid attention to this major underworld matter, but why are you paying attention to it now?
"I have no other intentions, and I don't want to get involved in the war. It's just that Xiao Yu, I grew up watching him.
In the past, when I was in the Yang world, I wasted my Yang life, but now it should be less than twelve years.
This time they captured the trapped city, which is considered a great achievement, so I shamelessly came to ask for some longevity from him."
Po Meng spoke frankly and asked for longevity for Xiao Yu without any hesitation, which made several Yamas all stunned.
Who is Po Meng? She is the God Meng Po. Now she has come to pray for longevity for a Taoist. This is the first time in history.
"This Xiao Yu is also recorded in the Yin Division. In the past few years, he sent Yin souls to the lower world many times, and I also have some impressions.
I heard that he is still a descendant of Maoshan. He should be praised for his extraordinary achievements this time. So, I will make the decision and add ten years to his life. If he has meritorious deeds in the future, he will continue to praise him. What does God Meng Po think?"
Yan Jun thought for a moment and said with a smile.
Ten years of life at a time is already a lot. Most Taoists with great merit live for two years at a time. Ten years at a time is indeed a lot.
Moreover, everything has a cause and effect. Adding yangshou arbitrarily will disrupt the cycle of heaven. Do not add it at will unless it is absolutely necessary.
"Although Xiao Yu has meritorious deeds, the book of life and death has been finalized since he was born. Adding to it arbitrarily may disturb the balance. This..."
"So what, it's just some Yangshou?
I have already deduced that Xiao Yu has an extraordinary destiny and will be of great use to my Yinsi!
The Shura Realm has repeatedly entered our Yin Division interface with great fanfare. Can't you see their intentions?
Now is a critical moment, so don't use those rules to talk about things.
I think it would be more appropriate to add thirty years to your life span. There will be many changes in these thirty years, and you won’t regret it."
"Thirty years?"
When King Yama heard this, his jaw almost dropped to the ground. The other Yamas also had dull faces and did not react for a while.
