"Where did you put me here without trial?" Yun felt that his head was very painful and dizzy. Although he didn’t lose his strength, he somehow failed to contribute. He tried hard to recall the intravenous drip before coma and thought that he fainted for no reason and was thrown into this blood pool. Didn’t he say that there was a final trial? Did the result come so quickly? Besides, I always have to let myself know what specific crimes I have committed, so who can accept being thrown into the blood pool?
"What are you making noise about? You don’t feel guilty!" Speaking is a big fellow with a ferocious face and a dark body, holding a huge black steel fork, which looks awesome, and his northeast accent sounds particularly cordial to Yun.
"Big Brother, you are so brave. Where is this? Introduce a general manager!" Cloud heard that the familiar accent seemed to come, and he struggled hard and almost jumped out of the blood pool.
"It may not be possible to get out of this blood pool hell after thousands of years without a set of near-peace punishment!" That Hagen didn’t want to pay attention to the cloud and turned his head to leave.
"Wait, I’m new here. My eldest brother always has to teach my younger brother some common sense in hell. Otherwise, what if these years are too long for my younger brother to spend?" I don’t know whether I should be lazy or I don’t know how to shape him, or I don’t think all this is true in his eyes, which is why he is so happy?
"It’s always a little hag. Don’t ask anything. I don’t know!" The big fellow seems to be bored by the clouds and can’t stand getting into a small cave near the blood pool and walking away.
"Am I bored? Running so fast!" Cloud said to himself, "It’s so strange. Did someone bribe the ghost god and send me to this bloody pool of hell? I don’t seem to have killed many people?" Cloud lost in thought for a while and then continued to whisper, "Is it because I am loved by others? Well, it is very likely that an unknown man will be angry and then sue me!" This seems more reasonable. "While the cloud was criticizing his possible sins, a person secretly recorded them item by item." I can’t see that this young monk has also killed people and committed yin precepts. It’s all when he admits to hem and haw for a while. See what you say! "
"The taste of this blood pool is really fishy enough, but it seems that the taste of blood is not pure enough. Why is it so thin when the water is mixed? The blood should be thick and thick. What about these bones? Can the dead die again? Is it really hell here? Why is it so quiet? Is it possible that all the wicked are not bloody in hell these days except me, a secular monk? Or is the blood pool hell specially customized for secularized monks, which means that my fate has been locked here when I decided to secularize the mountain? So this pool of bones is still my predecessor?
Yun thinks alone when he sees that no one cares about himself. His imagination is quite rich and meaningful. It seems that he is really not suitable to be a monk. He has always hidden a divination soul on the wooden and honest outer surface, but he has never had a chance to show it. At this moment, he has no scruples about his own life and death.
"What a strange Oriental" is the former cardinal Spartacus!
"As adults say, this young man’s ideas and beliefs are greatly different from those of ordinary Han Chinese, which makes our work a little tricky." The respondent prostrated himself in front of Spartacus, wearing blue breeches, but dressed as a scholar, and did not know that he would come to Rome to work with the cardinal.
"Almost ten years!" Spartacus mused, "This test has been done for almost ten years!" He slapped a chair armrest. "I’m about to be tried, but the test result is still no exception. Is it true that there has never been an emperor or a god in this world, as the former Pope said before he died? Did all the predecessors come up with anesthesia to comfort the world?" Spartacus’ face is full of fear and madness. "So where did people come from and where will they go?" Is it empty? Damn it! "
"Please calm down your anger and ask your adults to instruct you to test the young man one step at a time?" The bow man said in fear
"There’s no need to say anything about setting up a trial court and I’ll try it myself!" It took Spartacus a while to calm down his manic mood. "And let Mr. Mo Hongchen put on makeup to introduce the young man to a hell situation. At present, people in the East can hold on to the scene. There is no one else except the ferryman Moho."
"It’s white"
Besides, the old ink, that is, the world of mortals, caused a great sensation in the back of his heart. He was originally a descendant of hundreds of ink schools during the Warring States period, but he worshipped the hands of the contemporary ghost valley man Lei Feng because of his natural love for news. After ten years of hard study, he became the most knowledgeable person in the Central Plains. More than 10 years ago, he realized that the Central Plains could talk about Confucian classics again, and the Taoist priest went all the way west until he met Buddhist monk Maha from Tianzhu who wanted to exchange cultural beliefs with western countries. Both of them were well-read and more Maha. The Zen master is also familiar with Chinese, so it’s okay to talk happily. However, their conversation was heard by the then-leaning Roman Archbishop Spartacus, and the same knowledgeable and knowledgeable cardinal was looking for talented people, so they were invited and invited by the cardinal.
Later, after the death of former Pope Kaspersky, Spartacus did not succeed to the throne as Pope, but took a large number of treasures from the Holy See in his hometown and all his guests fled to overseas islands privately, claiming to have hidden them there.
It was a sensation in Rome at that time, because Spartacus’ succession to the Pope seemed to be an inevitable trend, although it was not expected by all. However, he made such a revealing move, which was really worthy of his name as a wise man. Most people speculated about it, but there was no reasonable explanation. A few years later, Spartacus declared that he was dead, but he released a treasure map of this overseas island, which attracted several treasure hunters. The Vatican also sent treasure teams to explore it many times, but in the end it was fruitless. None of the people who entered the treasure department survived and went back to life, but they didn’t go in. Naturally, they couldn’t tell why, so the island was renamed "Death Island" and the treasure became a nightmare for all treasure hunters.
Ink red dust has been tired of this torture for more than ten years since he accepted Spartacus’ invitation to take part in this eternal test. First, he wants to find a suitable person to teach him what he has learned all his life. Second, he wants to escape from this soul-eating cage and find a beautiful place. At this moment, Spartacus orders him to play the role of a hell messenger to dispel doubts in the clouds. Naturally, he readily accepts this. He has the opportunity to visit a cloud on the spot. His understanding and imagination (the former determines his learning ability and the latter represents his innovation ability) can also take the opportunity to try.
"In addition, the adults also specially ordered the villain to go with Master Mo, but the villain would support the master in secret if he didn’t show up." It was just after bowing down in front of Spartacus that the oriental named Wu Tianlai was a county magistrate in a small county town. Later, when he heard that there was no future as a tout, he heard that selling silk in the West could make a lot of money, so he followed the caravan to the west and arrived in Rome, which coincided with Spartacus’ recruitment of talents in machine journalism, and he admitted that he had studied in the East for a few days. Although some machines and facilities in the Fang Criminal Law are not proficient, it should be enough to fool westerners. Later, Spartacus really appreciated them. If it weren’t for the arrival of Maha Zen Master and Mo Hongchen, he was confident that he could achieve a better and higher position on his own, which they always hated.
"All right, then, you can come with me." Mo mortals sighed when they knew that it was difficult for them this time. This person euphemistically called escort, but in fact, he saw his intentions and wanted to monitor himself. So he left the final choice to the young man himself. If he wanted to be one of his own, he had to be a talented person with ideas and opinions. Let him go.
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The sixth volume Don’t YouYouJun Mo Wen Chapter 23 Cha Cha Si sentenced
The sixth volume Don’t YouYouJun Mo Wen Chapter 23 Cha Cha Si sentenced
The world of mortals managed to choose a set of big red judges’ ornaments, glued a large number of black and shiny fake beards, and took a large number of judges’ books in a decent way, which was considered as enough style.
When he appeared in the blood pool hell, his eyes would pop out of yu Xianyun, who had been smoked to death by the pungent stench.
"The judge’s adult? The villain can be regarded as waiting for you. You can ask the villain to be the master! " The cloud is almost moaning. He would rather be chopped to pieces than suffer from this broken pain. No matter how good his mentality is, he can’t hold back this stinking smell!
"Are you wronged in someone’s residence?" Mo Hongchen can stand this terrible taste. Fortunately, his face is smeared with a lot of powder to set off his pale face. Although his face has been distorted in pain, it is still solemn and solemn in the eyes of the cloud. "The official comes here at will. If you have a grievance, tell it quickly and talk nonsense." Mo Hongchen waved his right hand. "I’m afraid I have to stay in this blood pool hell for a long time!"
"Does the villain’s name cloud the dead still have a home, or did he have a home when he was alive?" Cloud people pay more attention to details, even if they are smoked dizzy, they still find out whether it is intentional or intentional.
"This also asks, of course, when you were alive, were you a fool to be an official?" The four judges of civil and military affairs in Yan Luowang Temple belong to the department of appreciating good, punishing evil, the department of yin law and the department of investigation, and Mo Hongchen is playing the role of the judge of the department of investigation, which specializes in redressing unjust cases in the underworld. It is said that the judge’s natural disposition is abhorrent to evil, and he will increase the punishment for those who committed heinous crimes before his death, and may spare no effort to help the wronged ghosts to rehabilitate themselves, so he is famous in both yin and yang circles.
"I, I" cloud mind turned and then thought carefully, but I couldn’t figure out where my home was. Suddenly, God smiled bitterly. "Back to the judge’s adult, the villain’s parents were orphans and grew up in Songshan Shaolin Temple in the Central Plains since childhood, and then they were vulgar for personal reasons." Cloud didn’t feel so lonely. "So the villain is family." Cloud heart bowed its head and said nothing.
"Oh, then you’re a poor man, but why did you commit a terrible crime and be thrown into this ten-level hell and thirteen-level blood pool hell?" The judge’s previous sentence was still calm until later, when the word front turned, it was completely HeWen.
"I don’t know how to decide which hell to invest in these ten levels of hell?" Cloud by the judge HeWen geocentric fear is don’t ask a really hard to crustily skin of head and asked.
"Ten-story infernal people pull out their tongues, scissors, iron trees, evil mirrors, steamers, copper columns, knives, mountains, icebergs, oil pans, cows, pits, stones, mortar, blood pools, and death in vain. The first nine floors are also called the nine floors of the volcano, the stone mill, the knife saw, and the plot of the offender is very light, so the punishment is also light. The last nine floors are called the nine floors of the west, but the crimes you committed at a young age are not small!" The world of mortals has been depressed for many years. Today, I have vented a lot of drama addiction. I am full of pleasure, and I can’t even feel the so-called "blood pool hell".
"I don’t know what the villain did wrong but was thrown into this blood pool hell in the middle of the west ninth floor?" The curiosity in the cloud heart has risen. Anyway, it seems that the "thing is done" has changed for the time being. It is better to find out the situation first.
"Anyone who doesn’t respect others, show filial piety to his parents, and is dishonest and dishonest will go into the blood pool hell and suffer in the blood pool after his death." Mo Hongchen deliberately pretended to turn over the judge’s book (the speaker said that not all judges have a life and death book in their hands, but in fact, there are four civil and military judges who take turns to run it, and the most diligent and humanized of the four judges likes to bring a judge’s book or write stories or remember grievances).
"Strange, strange and inexplicable!" Cloud smell speech was furious and the air flow turned into a blood pool, and blood splashed in the blood pool. The metal chain was distorted by the powerful roof of the cloud, and there was a faint sign of destruction. He struggled with his feet and suddenly jumped out of the blood pool, but he fell back because he couldn’t control the direction because of his physical restraint. However, the amazing momentum really made people feel scared.
"F * * king! It’s a crime for you to commit a crime before and after you die, but you still talk wildly and collide with the judge. " In fact, it is very interesting to lie when dealing with problems from the judge’s point of view. The highest level of lying is not what is perfect, logical and meticulous, so-called gorgeous language, but depends on the degree of input of the liar. In other words, if you want to deceive others, you must first hypnotize yourself and have a feeling of expressing your true feelings naturally from the bottom of your heart. In this state, you can confirm the "facts" by yourself, so how bad are others?
"To tell you the truth, the judge’s adult villain has just said that I was born an orphan and I haven’t even seen my parents talk about filial piety? Such unwarranted charges are really hard for the villain to accept! " Today, if you don’t feel too unreasonable, you can’t lose your temper so easily.
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When the cloud woke up, it was wrapped around a thick metal chain with an arm, and it could not move. It was in a huge blood pool with its head exposed outside. The blood pool was full of bloody gas, rotting corpses and bad smells. The blood pool was filled with human bones, which made people feel creepy.
