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Chapter 220 The classic of God, the reunion of master and apprentice

Jiangzhou, Jinling.

At this moment, even everyone didn't quite understand what happened.

It wasn't until Yang Lei returned to Jinling with the troops of the Superintendent's Division of Energy Refining and Bingshen Division that some rumors spread.

Said that the Shenwu Palace was taken over by the government!
The majestic king of martial arts is dead!

When they heard the news, these common people were all dumbfounded.

——That is the majestic King of Martial Arts!It's not some bandit!
Why do you say it's gone?
Most people's first reaction is, don't believe it!
But it wasn't until the head of King Shenwu was hung at the gate of the city, and his crimes were listed one by one on the wall, and everyone couldn't believe it when they looked at the bloody, unrepentant head with Yu Wei still alive.

——Shenwu King, really gone.

As a result, Jinling was shaken and the whole city was in an uproar.

On the one hand, he despised King Shenwu as the Prince of Great Xia, but secretly doing such insane things; on the other hand, he was thankful that the government discovered his vicious plan in time and suppressed it.

At the same time, in the underworld, by the Huangquan River.

The ghost of King Shenwu was dragged away by the little ferryman girl like a dead dog.

Wu Yong, who was watching from the side, trembled all over his body, and subconsciously touched the back of his head.

"Don't worry about Wuzhou Mu, only a small number of ghosts will be treated like this."

Yu Chen waved his hand at him and said, "Besides, don't worry, that King Shenwu did all sorts of crimes when he was alive, and it won't be easy for him in the underworld—we can assure you that in the long years to come, no matter whether he is No matter how tough a guy is, there is only one thought left..."

Wu Yong was taken aback, "What?"

Seeing Yu Chen faintly smile, "——regret why I was born in this world."

Wu Yong swallowed.

Although he didn't know what King Shenwu would experience, but judging by the appearance of this guy in front of him, it seemed... not a good thing.

"That's fine." Wu Yong breathed a sigh of relief: "He's dead, and I can rest in peace."

While talking, the little ferryman came again in a boat.

Wu Yong stepped onto the small boat in the underworld, and cupped his hands, "Yu Chen? Judge? Who is it from this underworld? I don't know who you are, but anyway, thank you very much."

After all, follow the Huangquan boat and step into the mist.

Yu Chen looked at the state shepherd's relieved and indifferent appearance, with a strange expression.

——I don't know how he will react when he arrives at the judge's hall and meets the real "Yin Division judge" who is in charge of the book of good and evil?

He really wanted to go to see the excitement, but after Wu Yong's last wish was fulfilled, Du Ren Jing finally gave him something he had always wanted.

——The Sutra of Great Reincarnation·Spirit Scroll!

Yu Chen had no more time to spare, returned to Wanjialing, and began to practice the scroll of the gods.

On the other side, let’s talk about Wu Yong, the boundless and boundless world, passed in an instant, and docked on the shore.

Wu Yong cupped his hands towards the ice-like little girl before getting off the boat.

Under the leadership of two ghost messengers with green faces and fangs, they walked to the judge's hall.

But as he was walking, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking out of the Sen Luo Hall.

It was a little girl in her teens, followed by a few erratic officials, jumping up and down all the way.

When the two passed by, the little girl greeted him: "Lord Zhou Mu, are you here too?"

To be honest, Wu Yong's brain didn't react for a while, and he responded subconsciously. When he was about to ask, he found that the little girl had already passed the hell and walked to the other side.

He remembered that this girl, who seemed to be called Qing Huan, had the same spiritual root of Wenqu as the teacher, and was now being carefully taught by countless great scholars in Hede Academy.

She died too?

still so young?
Wu Yong sighed and sighed.

But I heard the two ghost messengers who were leading the way talking, saying what books made Mr. Shi so cute and so on.

Shuling History?
Wu Yong was taken aback, what is this?
But before he could ask, the two ghost messengers brought him directly to the judge's hall.

As soon as you step into the gate of the main hall, you will be greeted with a sense of solemnity and solemnity!

——Let’s look at the majestic gray-black hall, the straight beams and pillars like insurmountable iron rules, the horrifying murals depicting the scrolls of hell, the abyss-like doors on both sides, and the same place standing there The two rows of Senluo Guichao guard the high hall.

As soon as Wu Yong entered, he saw the ghost of King Shenwu imprisoned in the hall, and the sharp iron hooks pierced through his pipa bones on both sides.

Still clamoring!

"You are also worthy to let this king kneel?! What a hell! What a judge! This king is the King of Daxia Shenwu, the blood of the royal Zhou family, and the nobles of heaven..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard two bang bangs, and the two ghost guards broke his legs with torture sticks, forced him to kneel down.

Wu Yong's scalp felt numb!

He understood now.

Come here, a dragon has to coil up, a tiger has to lie down!

Immediately afterwards, an old voice came from the hall that seemed to be shrouded in mist.

"Zhou Yue, a man from the capital city of Daxia, committed all kinds of crimes during his life, including murder, murder, adultery, and robbery... committing the ten evils of greed, anger, ignorance, killing, stealing, and prostitution... He was sentenced to the most heinous punishment and entered eighteen Hell, no rebirth!"

The voice seemed to be covered by the mist, high-pitched and majestic.He talked a lot about the bloody crimes, and it took a long time to finish.

Then the two ghost messengers escorted the ghost of King Shenwu, and threw it into it amidst the ferocious smiles of the little ghosts beside the abyss-like doors on both sides.

Not long after, the shocking howling sound echoed endlessly!
It made Wu Yong's whole body tremble!
He finally understood what Yu Chen's previous words meant.

How terrifying is the punishment that even an iron-blooded man like Shenwu King can't bear?
Immediately afterwards, King Shenwu was done, and it was Wu Yong's turn.

The ghost in front of him said a few words, and pointed to the eighteen gates of hell on both sides, "Newcomer, as long as you haven't done anything bad, those places won't be your turn; but if you committed crimes in life, Then...hehehe!"

Wu Yong waved his hands, looked at the eighteen gates of hell, shook his head and said, "My officer... you should go there."

The ghost guard was taken aback, and looked Wu Yong up and down, thinking that it is rare to see such a magnanimous person who enters the palace, did he really do something terrible during his lifetime that would send him to hell?

But he didn't say much, and led Wu Yong inside.

When he came to the hall, Wu Yong looked at the hall, there was a mist behind the table and case, and he could only see a shadow inside, but he couldn't see the real face clearly.According to the ghost messenger, this was for the majesty of the judge.

Further up, there is a plaque, with red characters on a black background, and a letter-Judge Hall!

It is the underworld yamen that judges ghosts and judges good and evil in life!

The voice sounded again.

He told all the big and small things in Wu Yong's life, the good and the bad, one by one.

In the end, he was awarded a second-class reward, but he could be an official in the underworld, or cast himself into the womb of a wealthy family with many talents.

——Second prize.

As soon as the judgment of the book of good and evil came out, the ghosts around were all taken aback, and their faces changed when they looked at Wu Yong.

What's going on now?
As long as Wu Yong is willing, he can become an official in the underworld immediately, and it is not impossible to become their immediate boss.

The ghost messenger who talked to Wu Yong earlier was even more slanderous, you old bastard, you are quite good at pretending!

Unexpectedly, this is a pleasant surprise for ordinary people, but Wu Yong is not very attractive.

He cupped his hands and shook his head, "Your Honor, the judgment was wrong."

As soon as these words came out, all the ghosts were shocked!

This is the first time that the magistrate does not recognize his past events!
After the case was placed on the table in the palace, the judge was not annoyed and asked him, "Where is the mistake?"

Wu Yong said: "I am a sinner who killed my teacher. According to the theory of the eighteen hells, I should enter the blood pool hell and suffer all kinds of torture."

The words fall.

Those ghosts even dropped their jaws!

If it wasn't for the court of judges, they would all have scolded them directly!

They have seen many people who asked for a light sentence, but they have never seen anyone who asked to go to hell!
The ghost messenger who talked to Wu Yong earlier also shook his head, it turned out that he was not pretending to be coercive, but an idiot.

"I know about this matter. It was forced by the imperial decree, and it was your teacher who ordered you to cut off his head. It should not be a crime." After the table case, the judge said.

"Being a teacher for a day is a father for the rest of your life." Wu Yong shook his head: "No matter what the reason, killing a teacher is like killing a father, which is a heinous crime. If you don't go to that hell, Wu Yong's heart will be hard to calm down!"

"It's really the same as before, with a stubborn temper." After the desk table, he sighed.

Wu Yong was taken aback.

Although he knew that the judge could see the memories of his whole life, but the tone... didn't feel right.

"The old man said he never blamed you, so he never blamed you." The court judge continued: "If you continue to speak so stubbornly, you will be really angry with this old man!"

At that moment, Wu Yong froze.

"Wu Yong, just look, who is this old man!"

With a loud shout from behind the table, the fog dissipated, revealing the true face of the judge!

I saw the judge wearing a black robe and a high crown, with mottled beard and hair, a tall and straight figure, and a clean face.

Wu Yong saw it, and his whole body felt dizzy, unable to stand steadily!

"Old... teacher?!"

The judge in the hall was none other than Li Huan, the Great Xia Wensheng whose head had been beheaded by his own hands!

After the words fell, Wu Yong immediately knelt down and kowtowed!
"Sinner Wu Yong, I met the teacher!"

After the mist dissipated, the judge's voice was no longer hoarse and humming, and became the voice of old man Wen Sheng himself.

He stroked his beard and looked at Wu Yong with some relief in his eyes.

"Wu Yong, you really don't have to blame yourself for this old man, it is this old man who taught you to be loyal to the king and serve the country, so you will be loyal to the king and serve the country and follow the imperial decree, there is nothing wrong with that.

After all, for a deviant guy like someone, one or two in a dynasty is enough.

In the end, you are willing to break your body and bones for the people of Jiangzhou, old man... be proud of it. "

"Teacher!" Wu Yong raised his head, looked at the old man behind the desk, and burst into tears!
Ever since he received the imperial decree and beheaded Wen Sheng, he has always had a knot in his heart.

Master Killer!
Even if it was an imperial decree, even if it was the old man Wen Sheng who asked him to kill him with a smile.

That is also such a rebellious thing as killing a teacher!

For an old-fashioned Confucian scholar like Wu Yong, it may be difficult to forgive himself in his whole life.

In this way, just now there was such a strange thing that the judge just asked to go to hell.

But now, in this underworld, after the reunion of master and apprentice.

The knot in Wu Yong's heart was finally untied.

(End of this chapter)