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Chapter 103 The Door God
When faced with absolute judgment, and this judgment will determine your fate, what is your mentality?
afraid!
Shangguan Baitu has never been so nervous as now.

My mind was quickly filtering through memories, trying to find the evil things I had done.

Have you ever harmed innocent people?

should not
Killing the good and taking the credit?
Probably no use either
Do nothing?

Hard to say.
The range of evil represented by the red feather is too broad to be accurately judged.

But once you are sent directly to the underworld for trial, it feels infinitely equivalent to being executed in the upper world. There is no place to run in this place.
"Okay, next one."

By the time Shangguan Baitu reacted, Yin Chai had already urged her to enter the customs quickly without delay.

Looking at the body again, the shroud was clean and tidy, and the red and white feathers fell to the ground after contact, leaving not a single piece.

For some reason, Shangguan Baitu's mood was very complicated.

I always feel like my 20 years of life have been in vain, meaningless.

Even if you get a piece of it, you won't feel depressed.

"Why are you still standing there? Don't think that you can do whatever you want because you are good-looking. Hurry up and go away. It will not be good for you if you delay my time to take off my duty."

One-eyed Yincha urged impatiently, and his attitude was not the slightest bit worse than the City God's wandering mind.

In desperation, Shangguan Baitu could only walk forward and wait for Zhao Sanyuan in a corner.

She had to admit that the tension was even stronger now than before. After the past descriptions of Zhao Sanyuan by the high chief and recent contacts, she knew what kind of temper Zhao Sanyuan was.

If you can chop off your hands, you will never chop off your fingers.

A knife that can cut a corpse into pieces will never kill him.

Even if the person killed deserves to die, the law of heaven is the same. Sinners have their own legal punishment instead of lynching. Even people with heavy weight will not take their lives easily. It is best to capture them alive.

How to do?
Should he search for Gaoshou's soul alone, or should he turn around and help Zhao Sanyuan break through?

In Shangguan Baitu's understanding, Zhao Sanyuan will definitely not be able to pass the gate of hell. It is a certainty that he will be detained by ghost messengers and sent to the underworld for trial. There will definitely be a fight at that time.

In the land of the underworld, ghosts and ghosts are fighting each other. If you think about it, you will know that there will be no good results.

slam-la-

Countless feathers fell from Zhao Sanyuan's head.

At this moment, Shangguan Baitu made up his mind and suddenly turned around and rushed towards Zhao Sanyuan.

But as soon as he took half a step, he was stopped by two vicious ghosts.

"It's not the first seven souls. They are allowed in but not allowed out."

Shangguan Baitu didn't expect Gui Cha's reaction to be so fast, and it was already too late to be delayed like this.

Two kinds of feathers were scattered on Zhao Sanyuan's body.

To bad!

It's going to be bad!
"Okay, next one."

"???"

Just like the Shangguan White Rabbit just now, Zhao Sanyuan was not contaminated by any feathers, and the result was nothing short of a miracle.

Seeing that Zhao Sanyuan was still stunned and stiff, Shangguan Baitu thought quickly and put on a rare smile, "Two officers, my men were a bit stupid when they were alive. I didn't expect that they would still have this bad habit after death. In order not to cause trouble to you all." Please, let me take him and leave quickly."

The two ghosts are actually ghosts in their temperament.

A warm voice full of emotion came from the fierce and cold expression.

"It's been a long time since we've seen such a loving couple, right? Let's go, be careful not to cross the line."

"No, it's miserable enough to go to hell together at such a young age. After death, we still miss each other and think that we will lose all our memories before the well of reincarnation soon. I'm sorry, it's so cool."

Shangguan White Rabbit felt a chill.

Do you think Gui Cha has so many emotions?

The contrast is too great!
Moreover, their ferocious looks don't seem to be expressions at all. It should be the face itself that looks like this, and it is not intended to intimidate.

"Thank you very much, gentlemen."

Not daring to delay, Shangguan Baitu pulled Zhao Sanyuan, who was still in a daze, and trotted all the way into the ghost gate.

There was no pause during this period, and it was not until they actually passed the pass that the two stopped in front of a pair of statues.

The sky was still gray, and the sea of ​​clouds was rolling strangely.

The scene is not a sea of ​​blood purgatory as the folk say.

There are wide streets and wooden houses standing one after another. If you look into the distance, you can vaguely see many huge ships as huge as mountains. Almost all the ghosts are heading towards those ships.

Unexpectedly, behind the gate of hell is a port city. Although it is not as scary as the imagined underworld, it still displays a sense of gloominess that is completely different from the underworld.

"Should I say it's good luck, or is there something wrong with their methods?" Shangguan Baitu was still frightened. He really didn't dare to think about what would happen if he couldn't pass through the gate of hell.

My nervous heart wanted to jump out.

wrong.

Dead are dead.

Now let alone the beating of the heart, there is no need to even breathe.

To a certain extent, it is quite easy to live after death.
Zhao Sanyuan shook his head.

"If it is a coincidence that one person is untainted by red and white, then there is definitely a problem if neither of them is stained with any feathers. Especially for me, I dare not say too much about my virtue, and there are more than one or two things that are equivalent to crimes."

"what do you mean"

"It should be the work of Old Liu."

The smart Shangguan Baitu immediately realized the key after being prompted.

Yes, it must be related to Liu Mangfan.

Although the art of traveling is mysterious, mysterious and dangerous, there are still some people who are good at it.

Naturally, these people who are capable of wandering the underworld cannot all be people of flawless virtue. If they really had more red feathers than white feathers, wouldn't they be directly detained at the gate of hell?That's such a nonsense.

So there must be a way to bypass the initial screening at the gate of hell. Looking back on Lao Liushao's sparse articles at that time, we can tell something about it.

To comfort people and continue to give ultimatum!
The green smoke keeps coming, don’t stop, don’t stop!
Shangguan Baitu nodded slightly, "I understand, Lao Liu can at least help us perfectly deceive the ghosts and ghosts at the gate of hell. After all, that is not the real place of trial, but some tricks will definitely not fool the ten palaces of hell in the underworld."

"Inevitable, it's just that you don't have to go through the underworld, so if you can fool yourself through the gate of hell, it's enough."

Zhao Sanyuan couldn't help but think more highly of Lao Liu's abilities.

It's right to think about it. If he didn't have the slightest certainty, how could he dare to give out this method?

Next, we have to follow what the old Monument King said, after passing through the gate of hell, go to the Support Pavilion first to collect the paper money and materials burned from the Yangjian Festival.

"Are you panicking?"

"A bit."

Zhao Sanyuan raised his feet. He really felt a little uncomfortable. He was just too nervous and didn't feel it for a while. He only reacted after being reminded.

But as soon as I took half a step, something felt wrong.

Because the words were not spoken by Shangguan Baitu at all, but from the mighty statue behind him!

Zhao Sanyuan immediately turned around and saw that the two statues were made of neither stone, iron, nor copper. They were made of something unknown. They were majestic and several feet high.

One of them remained motionless, with only two hard eyes turning to look at Zhao Sanyuan with a more or less helpless look.

"Who wouldn't be in a hurry to be reincarnated after death? It's better for the two of you. You know, chatting endlessly and stepping on each other's feet, you know?"

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

If these two statues did not take the initiative to make a sound, they would not attract any unnecessary attention.But after Zhao Sanyuan saw their faces, he immediately knew what kind of existence the two of them were, and he felt nervous and embarrassed for a while.

goalkeeper!

Shen Tu and Yu Lei are good at curing evil spirits!

Although his priesthood is small, he is a serious god!

When Zhao Sanyuan first practiced the method of door gods to control the house when he was a child, he invited the charm of these two.

Unexpectedly, today I bumped into this person and even stepped on his toes.
Shangguan Baitu was also on the verge of crying, praying that the conversation just now would not be overheard. These were the two gate gods guarding the gates of hell. If the secret was discovered, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Disciples worship the two revered gods."

After Zhao Sanyuan came to his senses, he bowed respectfully and looked extremely solemn.

The stepped-on door god Yu Lei looked sideways at the door god Shen Tu next to him, and said with a hint of confusion: "I remember that there was a little kid who learned the door god's ability to control the house when he was young. His facial features are quite similar to this kid's. He can’t be alone, right?”

The Shen Tu Door God suddenly realized, "Ah, yes, I remembered it as soon as you said it. We were both surprised at the time, but later we realized that it was a big sin. That guy just invited our Shen Yun to come up if he had nothing to do. There is no business, either." I am so busy."

It seems like there were tears of bitterness when I said it.

The tone of the two dignified door gods was full of helplessness.

Zhao Sanyuan scratched the back of his head with a rare smile.

"My disciple was young and idle at the time. Because he was always idle and bothered you two, my master gave you a severe beating. Later, when I realized that I had made a mistake, I no longer dared to ask for your Shen Yun to use the door god's method of controlling the house. They are also the two door gods Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong."

As the words say, the door god's house-holding technique cannot really invite the door god to the altar. To the extreme, it can only invite a wisp of charm to protect the law. Otherwise, it will be the same as Zhao Sanyuan was when he was a child. Shen Tu and Yu Lei are different. The gate of guarding the ghost is closed, and I feel paralyzed from exhaustion.

"You are really a kid." The expression of the Yu Lei statue changed obviously, and I don't know if he was angry or not.

On the other hand, Shen Tu's expression was relatively calm, "It's destiny that everything comes and goes, and flowers bloom and fall."

Zhao Sanyuan and Shangguan Baitu didn't think much about it, thinking that the door god meant for them to quickly go through the process to the Well of Samsara.

They bowed side by side and then turned around and walked away.

"Hold on."

Yulei Gate God stretched out his thick and huge arm, with a pair of black armbands across his palm.

"Since we were the first to be invited, we are here and now to see each other in good form, so there is a natural reason."

Zhao Sanyuan was a little in disbelief and asked tentatively: "Is it for the disciple? Although the disciple is afraid to thank me, I am already dead and I am afraid that I cannot take it with me to reincarnate."

Yulei Gate God glared, "Do you think this is the cold clothes that have been burned in the world? Keep your heart in your stomach, even if you are reincarnated, it will be born with you to keep you safe for the rest of your life. Why don't you give it to you? Look at the incense and passion at the beginning.”

In fact, Zhao Sanyuan was just being polite. Being given a gift by Zhengshen was the first time a young girl got on the sedan chair.

It’s no longer a pie falling from the sky, it’s really God feeding the pie into his mouth. Although I don’t know the reason, there is definitely no reason not to accept it.

After taking the armbands and bowing respectfully, Zhao Sanyuan and Shangguan Baitu left side by side, but they did not hear the whispers of the two door gods.

"Isn't it too much?"

"It's too much."

"At that time, I was almost used to inviting people three times a day. After Leng Buding stopped inviting people, I thought this guy was too qualified and died young."

"That's right. Who would have thought that there is another door god outside? Can the mace-wielder and the whip-wielder be as good as us?"

"It's not that bad. This gate of hell has been guarded for countless years. It didn't matter before, but there are fewer and fewer mortals who will invite door gods in the world of mortals, and there are fewer and fewer opportunities to show off their charm and go to the earth. It's not easy. How can you let those two door gods trap you when you meet an interesting boy?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. If the evil spirits find out that they are here under the hood, they will definitely search and investigate them with all their strength. We will pretend we have never seen them."

"That's right, keep guarding. I have to change my stance. After standing in the same position for hundreds of years, my waist is a little sore."

"I'll change it later. Please scratch my back first."

Zhao Sanyuan and Shangguan Baitu didn't know.

The fact that the two of them went to the underworld has been seen through by the two door gods.

Looking along the 'ghost stream', the ghosts entering the gate of hell generally move in two directions.

One is to go to the pier, but before going there, there is a more important place that you must go to.

Support Pavilion.

Said to be a pavilion, the architectural style is similar to other buildings in the underworld. The main highlight is its large size.

The first floor is mainly made of red bricks, and most of the upper floors are made of wood. There are nine floors in total, and countless ghosts can be stored.

There is also a couplet written on the red painted gate.

Yellow paper, green smoke, wearing a raincoat and a hat are all offerings.

Sad words and miserable tears, good fortune and prosperity have their own cause and effect.

Few ghosts were in the mood to appreciate this couplet, and almost all of them prayed that the team would quickly move to the front.

Of course, there are also many small conflicts and disputes. Unlike the order at the gate of hell, no one will fight to get into the underworld, but you must hurry up to collect money.

"Is it okay to queue up? If you don't follow the rules in death, you must not be a serious person in life."

"I have a lot of money! My concubine alone has more than 20 houses. How can a pariah like you compare?"

"How great is it that you are rich? Even if you have eight hundred concubines, why don't they all remarry now? If you have the ability, don't die."

"Fart! I am a noble relative, even if I die, I will be nobler than you!"

"I'll screw you! Everyone, come quickly. There is an old man who claims to be a noble relative of Manqi. If you have any grudges or grievances, don't be polite!"

Looking at the chaos in front of him, Zhao Sanyuan was speechless.

I thought I was dead and going to the underworld, why is there such a thing whose brain has been kicked by a donkey?

Who do the people at the bottom hate the most?It must be the big landlords, especially those noble relatives who steal the people's wealth.

What?
Does your relative have a good ghost?

You have to wait until you feel better after playing.

Shangguan Baitu smiled and said, "It seems that even after death, one cannot escape the mundane world. Everyone wants to receive paper money and other items as quickly as possible, but what I'm curious about is why there is no underworld to manage order?"

"Maybe there are too many ghosts." Zhao Sanyuan looked around and saw a huge team of ghosts. It would definitely not be easy to manage.

I do not know how long it has been.

Because there is no distinction between day and night in Hades, the time cannot be determined accurately. It may be a few hours, or it may be dozens of hours. Even though there are many service windows similar to those in banks on the first floor of the Support Pavilion, the efficiency is still not fast enough.

Finally, Zhao Sanyuan and Shangguan Baitu in one of the queues were about to emerge, and only the man with the banners was left in front.

But something happened again.

Manqi Guiqin suddenly shouted and slapped the counter.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"There's no way this is the only thing you can burn for me!"

"I told you before I died that the paper money must be burned in a cart, and the gold ingots and other things must be calculated separately!"

"Corruption! It must be corruption in your support pavilion!"

The person behind the window counter is a rich aunt, and she doesn't have a good temper at first glance.

As the saying goes, those who don't know are not to blame. Everyone is dying for the first time. It is normal to not understand the rules of the Support Pavilion. Aunt Yincha will explain it when she is in a good mood.

But the ghost of corruption in the Support Pavilion was encountered for the first time.

What's the difference between your three melons and two dates?
Aunt Yincha raised something like an 'account book' and sneered.

"Who said you can take as much as you burn at the top? Don't take a piss to see what kind of virtue you were when you were alive. Just have some fun without being sent directly to the underworld. Oh yes, if you die, that thing will be gone too. It’s useless and can’t be spread out.”

(End of this chapter)