V2.Chapter 122

As soon as I got in, I saw the two hell messengers of black and white impermanence waiting for us at the intersection of yin and Yang. After meeting Ouyang xuanzi, I went to black and white impermanence and said, "uncle."

"Well, here comes zi'er?" White impermanence likes to talk, black impermanence doesn't like to talk. Every time white impermanence talks, as for black impermanence, I never heard him say a few more words. Maybe I didn't have many chances to meet black impermanence, so I didn't hear what he said. As for white impermanence, he belongs to the one who likes to talk, which I have seen clearly.

"I heard from niutoumamian that you came here for Shen Qingqing." White impermanence said, Ouyang xuanzi said: "it's really for Shen Qingqing's sake. Please go to ask Lu to go to the palace of hell. Hong'er and I will go there now. I want to see the marriage of Shen Qingqing's family in the book of life and death."

"Well, you can see what's going on." White impermanence then went to find Lu, while black impermanence accompanied us to the palace of hell. My uncle and nephew met very cordially, so I didn't lean forward. I walked behind Ouyang xuanzi and black impermanence, listening to them as I walked.

"How's your mother coming in?" Black impermanence speaks very slowly. He can only hear one sentence for a long time, so I can imagine when he speaks. He is the kind of slow attitude.

"Recently, I haven't seen my mother for some days. My father took my mother out." Ouyang xuanzi is very common when he talks. He can't see his ghost King's airs. His family must get along well.

Black impermanence nodded: "go."

When we got to the place, the hall of the king of hell was imposing. Looking up, we saw that the hall of the king of hell was even more magnificent. I remember the last time I came here, I didn't feel much about it. At this time, I saw that it was a bit imposing.

Two kids see black impermanence with me and Ouyang xuanzi came, immediately came to us salute: "Yama in waiting for a long time, please come in."

"Step back." Ouyang xuanzi then took my hand and walked into the palace of hell. After entering the door, she stepped into the empty hall.

After a while, I heard someone come out from the back of the hall. It was still the beautiful man in red, walking slowly and calmly. He came and stopped there and looked at him slightly: "what's your identity here?"

"I don't know in what capacity did Yama meet me today?" Ouyang xuanzi also said that these two people are very interesting. They talk more and more roundabout. After listening to Ouyang xuanzi's words, the king of hell said, "if you come here as a ghost king, you are the king of hell. If you come here as a zi'er, you are the king of wheels."

"Zi'er has seen uncle." Ouyang xuanzi said, holding his hand, I see him, his reaction is really fast, today's meeting, made it clear that the king of hell intended to sell human feelings to him, so there is such a paragraph.

"No, I have a close relationship with your parents. Although you don't come to visit me, your uncle still knows your business. Come with me." With that, the king of hell turned and walked away, and Ouyang xuanzi followed me.

Leaving from the back of the hell hall, we soon arrived at the gate of hell. The hell gate was opened in person, and all the little ghosts in the hell ran out to meet us. The hell waved: "today is just passing by, you don't care, go first."

After that, the kids ran away. Yama took me and Ouyang xuanzi to the first floor of hell. At this time, the old couple of Shen family were being cut by others. I was surprised and asked, "what's wrong with them?"

Yama said: "if you kill people in the world, you will be punished when you come here, and you will lose your life in the afterlife. Although they are also victims, after all, they kill people. This is the rule of heaven, and the hell has no right to change it."

Yama went to another level of hell and told us that I saw another couple being squeezed by a stone mill in hell. The blood left from the mouth of the stone mill was like rice milk. The couple wailed.

"Are they Shen Qingqing's parents?" I guess.

Yama said: "yes, they are Shen Qingqing's parents. They are businessmen. Businessmen can't resist the temptation to make money with a black heart. How they squeeze others and how they come here will be squeezed."

"Shen Qingqing is still a child. You can't let her squeeze her." I asked the king of hell at the back, and he said, "Shen Qingqing is the most serious one in their family. No one in this family is innocent and kind-hearted. Just follow me to see Shen Qingqing's past."

After that, Yama went to another place. It was not hell. It was dark around. Yama raised his hand and brushed it in front of him. Soon I saw a mirror like image in front of me. Inside was a woman who was a few years older than Shen Qingqing. She was wandering around singing and dancing with mature amorous feelings and charm.

From time to time, there are men around, but they are all people in young commander's clothes or military uniform clothes. They walk around, cuddle and go to bed.

I looked at the king of Hell: "can't a woman make a living?"

"Of course a woman can, but she is a well-known socialite who has harmed a lot of people. You can look back."

Looking back, Shen Qingqing leans against a man and kneels down in front of him. Two people face each other, a man and a woman face to face. First, the man starts to raise his hand and slap the woman. If it's light, he slaps again. If it's bleeding, Shen Qingqing claps his hands and cheers.

When the man finishes the fight, the woman takes turns to fight. When the fight faints or fails to move, he pulls it out.

"These are husband and wife, and they are loved by ordinary people. For the sake of their families, they have to be abused by Shen Qingqing here," Yama said

The king of hell waves his hand, and another picture shows a group of men abusing a woman. Shen Qingqing stands with her arms in her expensive clothes.

The woman later passed out in a coma and was slaughtered. When she woke up, all the animals had left. The remaining woman looked up at Shen Qingqing, saying nothing, and was killed.

This kind of picture, similar to all kinds of things, shows me standing upside down in cold sweat.

Ouyang xuanzi holds my hand. My hands are sweating. How can there be such a vicious woman in this world?

It's really terrible. Although she is not a snake or a scorpion, in my eyes, she is a snake or a scorpion.

Seeing that I was sweating, Ouyang xuanzi took a white handkerchief out, took good care of it in my palm, wiped off the sweat a little bit, wiped it with another hand, left the white handkerchief to me and said, "if you put it in your hand, you won't sweat."

Although Ouyang xuanzi said that, I was still in a cold sweat, and the rest was more than that.