When he came to the main hall of Yanluo hall, Qian Duoduo was shocked by the scene.
I used to see on TV, whether it's journey to the West or the legend of the new white lady, the palace of hell always gives people a kind of gloomy and terrifying fear.
But now the scene that came into her eyes was very different from what she imagined.
In the next cell, a few kids who were not taught were fighting against the landlord and playing mahjong in groups. They had a leisurely life.
In the corners of the four walls, there are several rotating cameras, which ensure that there is no dead angle at 365 degrees, so as to avoid unjust and false cases in hell and kill ghosts by mistake!
He sat on the high hall in his iron black tussock robe. He pressed a mouse in his hand and patted at the computer. He glanced at the female ghost under the hall. As a matter of routine, he asked, "life, gender, age, date of death, place of death, cause of death, whether there is injustice, report it truthfully!"
Money was low voice, pull back all the reason, swallow saliva, dull blink.
She's sure it's the underworld. It's not the wrong door. Is that bullshit?
Yan Wangye looked at Qian Duoduo's dumbfounded appearance, and muttered in his heart: he is really a local steamed stuffed bun. He is also the master of the underworld. Of course, he knows how to keep pace with the times!
"Nothing to say? No injustice to sue? In that case, the king will send you directly to reincarnation pool! "
The king of hell shakes his sleeve, and two little ghosts appear around him, trying to catch people.
"Wait a minute, I have a grievance to sue!"
Qian Duoduo jumped all the way, swinging the chain around his neck and playing with nunchakus to avoid the Imp's approach. Without saying a word, he threw her into the pool again.
"Yama, my name is Qian Duoduo. I'm Princess Chen of shengchen kingdom. On my wedding night, I was resting on my couch. When I was sleeping in the dark, I was pulled to the underworld by black and white impermanence."
"One is not suicide, two is not homicide, three is not God's death, it is black and white impermanence, in order to complete the target and casually asked me to do for the ghost, you want to treat them a malfeasance of the most ah!"
Around the rotating lens, like a spiritual general, heard the words of Qian Duoduo, all turned the camera to her.
Black and white impermanence wiped the sweat on the head, a burst of new guilty.
They didn't smell the soul when they were haunted. This female ghost appeared out of thin air. They were not sure when and where she died.
Just, just now she didn't drink Mengpo soup, how could her thinking be so clear and definite?
After listening to Qian Duoduo's words, the Lord of Yan trembled as if he had been stimulated. He asked in amazement, "what's your name?"
Qian Duoduo raised his head and repeated again: "my name is Qian Duoduo. I'm the princess of longmuchen in the kingdom of shengchen. My master is the master of the Dynasty - Tianji old man!"
Yama looked at his Highness's ghost in silence and fell into a deep meditation.
It's rare to see people with such a common name as "Qian Duoduo". In his impression, a woman named Qian Duoduo was picked back by black and white impermanence some time ago. She also came from shengchen kingdom.
(duo'er goes back soon ~ over over over ~)
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