Chapter 176

"Is the list of sacrificial personnel ready?"

"Yes, sir, the statistics have been done for a long time. After the arrival of the chief, no one really sacrificed. It's just a pity that they They don't have this life... "

"Well, don't cry."

I looked at the police officer in charge of statistics, tears rolling in his eyes. I quickly comforted him and took the list to see. The people above are only in their early thirties, while the younger are only in their twenties. They have boundless brilliance. However, they did not expect that the brilliance does not come from the dawn, but from the dusk.

In order to prevent revenge, they can't even reveal their names. After the return of their souls, all the stone tablets of ordinary people are extravagant expectations for them!

I put down the list, sat down on the chair, patted the man on the shoulder twice, comforted him a few words, then closed my hands, pinched the Dow, recited the curse of death, recited the names of those people in my heart, hoping that they could be reincarnated early. To die for righteousness, even if it's underground, you have to be polite and welcome them! But they are harmed by the imps. They have evil spirits. Let me do this task.

After reciting the death mantra, I felt as if I was on a whim. A strange feeling suddenly rose. It seemed that a voice was telling me that the heroes had washed away their evil spirits and entered the underworld.

At this point, I seem to be able to see several people walking together, looking at the gate of Hades in front of them in shock. Surrounded by a group of people wearing the housekeeper's clothes of ancient wealthy families, they step into the gate of hell and enter the road of the yellow spring. On both sides, there are many beautiful women in feather clothes and neon clothes. Their clothes are fluttering and they bow down to them.

In the face of such treatment, they are all flattered. They wave their hands nervously and blush like introverted children in the face of the tray full of fruits, snacks and tea delivered by the maid and housekeeper. But those people, or ghosts, will not lower their attitude towards them. They are still respectful and welcome them as distinguished guests.

These are what they deserve!

On the road to huangquan, many ghosts come and go, just like human beings in real life. In the face of the people surrounded by them, some of them have experienced a lot, and their faces remain unchanged. Some of them are surprised. They quietly talk to their friends and guess who they are and enjoy such treatment.

Huangquan road is not only a small road, but the Central Avenue of a very large city! This road is not straight, but also winding, but the road is flat, wide, one end connected to Guimenguan, the other end connected to Naihe bridge, on both sides, thousands of path branches, leading to all parts of the underground.

After people die, they can live in the underworld. Just like the general human society, some people come here. Because there are too many lives lost every day, not only people, but also animals, insects and so on, so the king of hell can't deal with it all at once. They will live in temporary rooms as "temporary residents" and wait for the verdict.

When their living materials are checked, there will be Yin soldiers to take them. Those who have done evil will go to hell. The specific level depends on the size of the evil they have done. Those who have not done evil can consider reincarnation or continue to live here.

Here, like human society, after losing the identity of "temporary resident", all food, clothing, housing and transportation have to be exchanged with their own money, and the source of money is burned by the relatives in the sun. Of course, you can also choose to rob or steal. Of course, it will also lead to the pursuit of the underworld forces

Every once in a while, the residents have to pay taxes. In fact, it is to ensure economic balance. When the total amount of money in the underworld exceeds a certain index, some of it will be destroyed in this way to stabilize prices. And an ordinary person who can remember him is nothing more than his children, and that is, those two generations, after they die, will basically have no source of income.

A person burning money, that is to say, to his father's generation and grandfather's generation, at most, he is his grandfather. Where is there a higher one? There are many places where ancestor worship activities are gone. Even if there are, once a year is not enough. So at this time, if you still choose to live there, you will be very poor. At this time, most people will be reincarnated.

There are two reasons why many people choose to live here instead of directly reincarnating after losing their "temporary resident" status. One is that the society here is much simpler. There is no intrigue and family relationship. It is as natural and happy as the Utopia of seclusion. Second, if you can save more money, you can be born into a good family.

The hell is here

"Sun Jianguo."

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Read them one by one. After a while, I'll finish reading all the names. One is not more, one is not less. All of them are here.

"You were soldiers before you died, so you were heroes. When you come to Senluo hall today, we should treat you with courtesy. When you are out of date, the judge will take you to reincarnation place, or you can choose to live in our prefecture. You have luxury houses and money to use."

On one side, Wei Zheng also stood up and bowed slightly to them with a smile, saying, "ladies and gentlemen, what's your choice? Is it reincarnation or living here? "A group of people you look at me, I look at you, suddenly the expression is firm up, one of the leaders, step forward, chest said: "dare to ask, this reincarnation, what kind of fetus will be cast?"

"Oh, don't worry about that." Wei Zheng said with a smile. "If you want to be human beings, you must be rich and noble. Maybe you can be reincarnated into heaven and become immortal. You will no longer be tortured by human beings."

"No, you misunderstood. We are not worried about whether we can be reincarnated into a good family or not. We don't want to be immortal. What we want to say is that if we can, we still want to be reincarnated into this land and become Chinese people!"

Behind him, everyone stepped forward and said with one voice: "if there is an afterlife, we should be Chinese people!"

Its voice, its momentum, awe Senluo hall!

Yama was behind the table, looking at them. For a moment, he even forgot to move his fingers. After a long time, he said, "good Well, Wei Zheng, you can arrange it. "

Wei Zheng looked at them with a look of shock and appreciation. He nodded and said, "come on, everyone, follow me."

After that, Wei Zheng made a gesture of "please" and walked forward slowly, leading everyone forward.

Out of the palace of hell, all the way to Naihe bridge, the other side of the bridge is covered with flowers. Under the bridge, the river of forgetchuan is surging, and there are countless ghosts wailing. It seems that thousands of ghosts are waiting for people on the bridge to catch and share.

Wei Zheng walked in front of them, and many ghost messengers protected them. Wei Zheng had a token in his hand, shining with gold. He was so scared that the ghost under the bridge didn't dare to move, and he just shrank in the river. A group of people safely across the bridge, the bridge side, there is a small platform, above the plaque has three words: wangxiangtai.

This is the place where they see their family and friends who are still in the sun for the last time. It is also the last journey of their life.

There are tearful mothers, smoking fathers, crying children, wives who hide their faces with their hands, crying brothers and silent friends.

At this moment, even if he was a man of iron and a hero of bronze, his tears would no longer listen to his command and flow down. Those who were emotional would kneel down on the ground, beat the ground with their hands, and cry to express their sorrow.

This is their last time!

"Mother!" One of them looked at his mother, who was sent by a white haired man to a black haired man. He couldn't help but kneel down in tears and cried, "my child is unfilial. I want you to bear the pain of losing your son in your old age. Mother, I can't take care of you. I'm unfilial. My child kowtows to you!"

With that, he kowtowed his head directly and hit people's heart with a dull voice!

The rest looked at their relatives and were infected by him. They all knelt down one after another.

Wei Zheng is looking at the scene like water. He has been in the underground for thousands of years. I don't know how many times, how many filial sons, good grandchildren, loving mothers and strict fathers, he can't help crying at this moment.

I can see all this and all that they have experienced when I am in the sun. When I see here, my eyes are red. What they saw was not what happened in the sun, but what their family and friends looked like after hearing about their death. The time and place were not the same.

After kneeling down for a while, from the other side came an old woman, wearing a cloth dress, wrinkled, kind-hearted, with a small wooden bowl in her hand, which contained a bowl of off white soup.

"Well, it's time to drink soup. Do you have any taboos? No parsley. " Meng po said with a smile and came to them.

As soon as the man who knelt down at the beginning looked up, he saw Mengpo delivering soup to him. He hesitated twice. Finally, he closed his eyes, bit his teeth, held the soup bowl in his hands, looked up and poured it down directly!

After he took the bowl, Mengpo had another bowl of soup in her hand. It seemed like a magic trick, and she handed it to the next person.

After a while, everyone drank the soup, and people who had drunk the soup didn't have to return the bowl. After drinking, the wooden bowl turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

After drinking Mengpo soup, several people suddenly become dull, which is the performance of the disappearance of previous life memory, just like the computer suddenly formatted. A group of people are led to the place of reincarnation. The Runner King has been waiting for a long time, and the kids who had been waiting in line for reincarnation stop one after another to make way for the heroes.

"Heroes, I hope you can be reborn where you want to be. Goodbye." The runner Wang said, taking a picture of the reincarnation channel around him, four of the six lights were dim, only humanity and heaven humanity were still shining.

I watched that group of people one by one enter the path of reincarnation, and the picture began to blur. I knew that it was going to disappear.

I closed my eyes and murmured to myself, "I hope you can really be reincarnated in this land and become Chinese people and Chinese people again."

"Ah, sir, what are you talking about?"

Next to me, someone who didn't understand what I was doing asked suspiciously."Ah, it's OK. Let's go. When we're done, we'll go back." I said, sending the people back, but also can not help looking back, looking at the stars all over the sky, my heart moved.

I don't know how many such heroes there are. It would be a good thing if they could be. There is no time to be quiet, but someone is carrying a heavy load in an invisible place.

May you all be well!