Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 912 I Just Want to Be a Good Person

The hell world is gray.

Looking down, it looks like a huge spinning black whirlpool, giving people a feeling of infinite depression.

Watching it for too long can make you dizzy.

The world is spinning.

But compared to hell, it's pretty good.

At this time, everyone was suspended above hell, above the huge whirlpools that were stacked one after another.

"Brother Wan Lun is really trapped in the last layer of hell and can't get out?" A law enforcement officer said in astonishment, "No, how could he be trapped? Brother Wan Lun can enter and exit hell at will, so how could he be trapped?"

"Brother Wan Lun can indeed enter and leave hell at will, but what if he is not in his right mind?"

Some law enforcement officers quickly figured it out.

"Insane?"

Everyone suddenly understood what was happening after hearing this.

If he is not in his right mind, how can he use a ruler to enter and exit hell?

The law enforcement officers who came out the earliest were very surprised, but they did not show it too much.

"Then I can only go back to the academy first."

A law enforcement officer said.

"We really need to hurry back to the academy to ask for help."

One of the law enforcers nodded, then froze suddenly when he thought of something, and quickly said, "But, Brother Wan Lun is not here, how can we return to the academy?"

"Of course, I'll ask General Fei for help."

A law enforcement officer said.

"Brother Wan Lun is not here, I am afraid you will not be able to invite Fei Jiang."

The law enforcement officer smiled bitterly.

At this moment, all the law enforcement officers were stunned, and their hearts suddenly skipped a beat. No way?
"No way?"

One of the law enforcers was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said respectfully to the sky, "General Fei, please send us back to Jiuzhou Academy."

However, there was no movement in the sky.

The huge black hoof that looked like a pillar of heaven had disappeared long ago.

"General Fei, please send us back to the academy." Another law enforcement officer saluted respectfully and said, "General Fei, please send us back to the academy..."

"General Fei, please send us back to the academy."

Many law enforcement officers requested.

However, General Fei did not show up, nor did he send them back to the academy.

Everyone fell silent.

"We are not official law enforcement officers..." One of the law enforcement officers shook his head and said, "I'm afraid only Wan Lun can invite the famous general."

"Doesn't that mean we can't go back to the academy?"

A law enforcement officer frowned and said.

"Since I can't ask General Fei to come, I can only fly back to the academy by myself."

"Fly back to the academy by yourself? Do you know how far this place is from the academy? We are in the Guzhu Realm, but the academy is in the Beihu Realm. How many worlds do we have to cross?" One law enforcement officer was shocked and asked, "If we fly back, how long will it take? Three years, or five years? When we fly back, Brother Wanlun might..."

"What should we do?"

"If General Fei refuses to take action, we can only fly back."

The law enforcement officers said helplessly.

"Brother Wanlun, you are too arrogant." A dissatisfied law enforcer said, "If you had listened to our advice, how could you be trapped in hell? We are disciplinary law enforcers, not jailers. Why do we need to know the suffering of hell?"

"Arrogant? This is arrogant!"

"Well, not only is he trapped in hell, with no idea of ​​life or death, but we are also trapped in the hell realm. Is this an official law enforcement officer? Is he so short-sighted?"

Some law enforcement officers even expressed their dissatisfaction directly.

"If the schoolmaster blames us, who will be responsible? We may be imprisoned for several years, or even longer..."

"If I miss the schoolmaster's assessment..."

Many law enforcement officers frowned.

Although they admire Wan Lun, who will be responsible if he delays his assessment and fails to become a formal law enforcement officer?
Wan Lun?
Can he take responsibility?

The Saint Realm law enforcer frowned and didn't say much. He hesitated for a moment and then saluted respectfully, saying, "General Fei, my name is Qianxing, and I am a trainee law enforcer of the Jiuzhou Academy's Discipline Team. The official law enforcer Wanlun may be trapped in hell because of the suffering he experienced in hell and cannot get out on his own. Please ask General Fei to pass this message back to the academy. If we continue to delay, the Discipline Team may lose an excellent law enforcer..."

But there was still no movement in the sky.

Soon after, everyone discussed whether to fly back to the academy. However, considering the long journey, which might take three to five years, many people backed out.

There's no point in not flying back and just waiting.

dilemma.

At this time, Feng Qingyan, who was attending classes in the academy, received the news sent back by General Fei and was slightly surprised. He did not expect Wan Lun to be so courageous that he dared to experience the eighteen levels of hell. He also said, "If you do not know the suffering of hell, how can you know the severity of the judgment?" He is indeed a talented person...

After class, he asked Fei to send him to the hell.

Boom!

At this moment, the sky of Hell began to tremble slightly.

When everyone looked up, they saw a strange white-headed bull suddenly coming out from the sky, and they were a little surprised.

"General Fei!"

Many law enforcement officers were surprised that General Fei finally showed up.

But when they were surprised, they saw a figure in white standing on the back of Fei Jiang, and their hearts were shaken.

"Master!"

A sharp-eyed law enforcement officer was shocked.

"Greetings, Master."

"Greetings, Master."

The law enforcement officers were very excited. They didn't expect that the owner of the hospital would come in person.

However, several law enforcement officers were shocked. Is it worth the dean’s personal rescue for the little Wan Lun?

Feng Qingyan nodded to everyone and got off the cow's back.

"Holy Emperor, spare my life."

"Holy Emperor, spare my life."

When the hundreds of Hades saw Feng Qingyan, they immediately knew who Feng Qingyan was and quickly begged for mercy.

"Holy Emperor, we are wronged..."

"Please forgive me, Holy Emperor. We will never dare to do that again..."

Hundreds of Hades begged frantically for mercy.

Feng Qingyan stopped and looked at them, saying, "If you do something wrong, you must accept the punishment, reform yourself in there, and try to get out as soon as possible."

"..."

"..."

Before they could finish speaking, Feng Qingyan walked towards hell.

At this moment, all the law enforcement officers hurriedly caught up and followed him all the way to the last level of hell, and saw the abbot walk into the last level of hell.

In the hell of swords and saws, Wan Lun was indeed unconscious, and the ruler had long fallen aside.

At this time, he was being tied upside down in the shape of a "Y" on four wooden stakes by the executioner ghosts. One in front and one behind him, there were executioner ghosts holding an iron saw, sawing from the crotch to the head.

"what--"

There were screams and eyes full of fear.

When the executioner sawed Wan Lun into two halves, another devil immediately came forward with needle and thread and sewed Wan Lun together.

The executioner sawed it off again, and the other boy sewed it back together.

Time and again. When Feng Qingyan walked in, the little devil who was executing the sentence immediately stopped and saluted him respectfully.

At this time, Feng Qingyan waved his hand, and the executioner immediately sewed Wan Lun up, put him down, and disappeared. However, Wan Lun did not stop screaming, and his eyes were still full of panic, as if he was still being sawed by a knife.

"wake up."

Feng Qingyan said softly.

Wan Lun trembled all over and suddenly came to his senses. A look of confusion appeared on his face. When he saw Feng Qingyan, he was stunned for a moment, wondering if he was dreaming. Otherwise, how could the dean be in hell?
"If you don't know the suffering of hell, how can you know the severity of the judgment?" Feng Qingyan said softly, "I once said this to Cui Duan, one of my four judges. I didn't expect that millions of years later, you would say it. You did a good job."

"Dean, Dean?"

Wan Lun struggled to stand up, still suspecting that he was dreaming.

At this time, the ruler that had fallen to the side automatically flew up and landed in Feng Qingyan's hand. Feng Qingyan took two steps forward, handed the ruler over and said, "You have not insulted this ruler, and you deserve it. One day, there will be a place for you in the underworld..."

"Greetings, Master."

Wan Lun finally realized that he was not dreaming, and the abbot had really come to hell. He immediately bowed respectfully, took the ruler and said, "Wan Lun will definitely not disgrace this ruler."

"I'm quite surprised that you were able to experience the eighteen levels of hell."

Feng Qingyan smiled.

"Wan Lun is a law enforcement officer of the disciplinary team, so he should naturally experience the pain of hell."

Wanlun Road.

Feng Qingyan didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out of hell, Wan Lun saw him and hurried to follow. However, when he came out of the hell of knives and saws, he found that the dean was not outside, only a group of law enforcement officers were waiting for something.

"Brother Wanlun, where is the dean?"

There are law enforcement officers watching.

"Didn't the dean come out?" Wan Lun was stunned for a moment, then asked in confusion: "Didn't you see it?"

"No."

A law enforcement officer was stunned.

"It seems that the dean has left directly." One of the law enforcement officers thought for a moment and said, then looked at Wan Lun who seemed to be fine, "Congratulations, Brother Wan Lun."

"Is Brother Wanlun okay?"

"Brother Wan Lun is in hell, but what happened?"

At this moment, all the law enforcement officers became concerned. After all, if the dean could personally come to the rescue, they would surely be able to make further progress in the future.

"Brother Wan Lun, have you seen the dean?"

A law enforcement officer said.

"I saw it." Wan Lun nodded and said, "Fortunately, the dean rescued me, otherwise I would have been trapped in hell forever."

"Wan Lun is here, thank you all."

After saying that, Wan Lun saluted to the law enforcement officers.

"Brother Wanlun, you are too polite. It's just a small favor."

"It should."

Many law enforcement officers said this.

"By the way, Brother Wan Lun, did the dean say anything?"

A law enforcement officer asked curiously.

"What?" Wan Lun thought about it carefully and said, "The dean said that he had said the same thing before. He said it to Cui Duan, one of the four great judges. He also said that he never thought that I would say it millions of years later."

"What did Brother Wan Lun say?"

"Four Great Judges? Who are the Four Great Judges? Do you know Cui Duan?"

The law enforcement officers became curious.

"If you don't know the sufferings of hell, how can you know the severity of the judgment?" Wan Lun asked in confusion, "But the abbot didn't say who the four judges are, nor who Cui Duan is."

When Wan Lun finished speaking, all the law enforcement officers were a little surprised.

At the same time, I feel a little envious.

They really didn't expect that the dean had said this before and was still saying it to Wan Lun.

What does this mean?
Even the holy realm law enforcer was extremely envious.

As for the other law enforcers, they were extremely jealous and wished that Wan Lun would die in hell. They really didn't expect that Wan Lun would be appreciated by the dean after being trapped in hell. Moreover, the dean said this himself, which meant that the dean not only appreciated him, but also recognized him...

Over hell.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan was standing on Fei's back, with his hands behind his back, looking around.

These eighteen levels of hell were built by him to imitate the eighteen levels of hell in his "previous life". It can be said to be an experiment...

However, what surprised him was that the power of the experiment was so great.

Maybe I really am in a state of creation.

If not, how could such a horrific hell be built?

Although these eighteen levels of hell cannot trap the emperor temporarily, they can still trap any saint below the emperor, no matter how strong he is.

It can also be infinitely large. Theoretically, it can accommodate countless holy realms, or even the entire underworld. Of course, this is only theoretical. If the number of people imprisoned in hell reaches a certain level, it will definitely cause hell to collapse...

"Walk."

Feng Qingyan looked at it for a moment and said.

Fei immediately broke through the heaven and earth, and the Holy Emperor Realm appeared in a few breaths, and he returned to Jiuzhou Academy.

"If you don't know the suffering of hell, how can you know the severity of the judgment?" At this moment, he stood on the back hill of the academy, thinking about what he said in his "previous life", "Could it be that Wan Lun is Cui Duan?"

Wan Lun Cui Duan?

He shook his head. How could Wan Lun be Cui Duan?
Who is Bengduan?
He is the chief of the four judges of the underworld.

Besides, Wan Lun is not from the Kyushu race, so how could he be the head of the four judges? However, the exclusive Yin gods in the underworld do not necessarily have to be from the Kyushu race.

Without giving it any more thought, he returned to the back hall of the academy and continued writing Confucian classics.

Over the past five years, Fan Wujiu led the discipline team to travel around the Four Wildernesses, and gradually spread his name.

Many creatures within the domain know of their existence.

But now, the discipline team can only handle major matters, and cannot and will not handle those trivial matters. Moreover, those trivial matters will not obey the discipline team.

The main purpose of the discipline team now is to inform the Four Wildernesses of their existence.

Their job is to enforce discipline.

This needs to be recognized.

Only after gaining recognition can we refine the functions of the discipline team and finally make it like the underworld in the previous life.

What is the existence of the Disciplinary Team now?
Feng Qingyan did not point it out, nor did he indicate that the Discipline Team could be said to be an experiment...

As time goes by.

The reputation of the Discipline Team in the Four Wildernesses is also growing.

Whenever there is a war or dispute between races, the disciplinary team will be called in to determine who is right and who is wrong. In addition, there are also many criminals who are imprisoned in the eighteen levels of hell.

As some criminals came out of hell, the name of the Eighteen Levels of Hell gradually spread throughout the Four Wildernesses.

However, most living beings do not believe that the Eighteen Levels of Hell are so terrifying.

"Are the eighteen levels of hell really that scary?"

"impossible?"

Many creatures shook their heads.

“Not scary? That is definitely the most terrifying existence in the world.” A creature that came out of the Eighteen Layers of Hell said in horror, “That is an existence that you can’t even imagine. Once you enter it, you will never want to enter it a second time. I just want to be a good person now…”

However, as more and more criminals came out, the reputation of the Eighteen Levels of Hell began to spread gradually.

Shortly after.

The reputation of the Eighteen Layers of Hell is even greater than that of the Discipline Team. After all, every living being that comes out of hell just wants to be a "good person".

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(End of this chapter)