It is said that the second after Grandmaster Wang self-destructed, his consciousness entered a very strange place.

An ancient city gate was engraved with strange symbols. There was a big sign on it, which said "Pylorus Hell Hell Gate Pass" in a strange script. Grandmaster Wang was sure that he had never seen such words before, but at this moment, he did understand it.

This means.

My legs entered the city gate uncontrollably and came to a small road. There was a poem written at the starting point of the road:

The road on the Naihe bridge is Naihe,

Right and wrong do not cross the Wangchuan River.

There is no right or wrong before the Sansheng Stone,

Meeting Po Meng by the Wangxiang Terrace.

There are extremely beautiful red flowers blooming on both sides of the road. If you look carefully, you will find that these flowers only have flowers but no leaves.

On the path, a sharp voice suddenly sounded:

"Let's hit the road."

Grandmaster Wang looked around in horror:

"Who's talking!"

At this time, another rough voice sounded:

"Let's hit the road."

"Who are you? What kind of place is this?"

"Let's hit the road."

"Let's hit the road."

"The troubles in the world stop here. Forget who you are, forget where you are, and follow us."

Then Grandmaster Wang saw two figures coming out of the mist.

One of them is wearing white clothes, smiling, tall and thin, pale complexion, spitting out a long tongue, and the official hat on his head has the words "make money at first sight" written on his head.

The other man was dressed in black clothes, with a fierce face, a wide body and a fat body, a small black face, and the words "Peace under Heaven" written on his official hat.

Only then did Grandmaster Wang realize that the other party was actually black and white!

Subconsciously, he wanted to raise his energy to resist, but found that all the ancient martial arts he wore had disappeared.

Bai Wuchang said expressionlessly:

"When you step into the gate of hell, the earthly world is over. No matter how powerful you were and invincible in the world during your lifetime, you are just a ghost here."

Hei Wuchang continued:

"Everyone is burdened by worldly things and has gone to hell, but they refuse to admit that it has become a thing of the past.

Don't let my two brothers do anything again, just follow us."

But Grandmaster Wang still looked like he was trying to resist.

The two shook their heads, and a pair of chains appeared in each hand, and they were put around Grandmaster Wang's neck without any warning.

Once the chain was put on, Grandmaster Wang felt that he had completely lost consciousness and could only follow the two of them forward.

I don’t know how much time has passed, maybe there is no concept of time in hell.

Black and White Wuchang brought Grandmaster Wang to the judge first to report.

I saw a body temperature monitor standing at the door of the judge's house, and a Yin soldier wearing a mask said to Black and White Wuchang:

"Seventh and eighth masters, take your temperature first and then show your health code. Recently, so many white-skinned wandering souls have been sent from the west. There is almost no room for them there, so they can only divert them to our side. As a result, all the white-skinned ghosts have been sent to us.

It’s poisonous, it’s so wicked!”

Black and White Impermanence stretched his head over:

Drop, 0.38. Normal.

Drop, 0.42. High temperature!

The Yin soldier guarding the door was instantly shocked:

"Come here, please grab Mr. Ba first!"

Before Hei Wuchang could react, a group of soldiers from the Judge's Office stabbed him on the ground with a fork, and then plastered disinfectant charms all over his body as if for free.

When Bai Wuchang saw this posture, he quickly distanced himself from Hei Wuchang:

"Damn it, Lao Fan, didn't you say your body temperature was normal this morning?"

Hei Wuchang, who was on the ground, was pouting like this, and his dark face became even darker:

"Lao Xie, why are you running away? Didn't I just take a bite of Po Meng's special spicy strips? It's normal for body temperature to fluctuate!"

The guard Yin soldier immediately took out a special instrument and stabbed Hei Wuchang in the armpit.

"Hiss, hiss~~~"

Drops, body temperature 0.37, normal.

The Yin soldier suddenly breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's over, it's over. Nothing's wrong with Mr. Ba. Don't be stunned. Help Mr. Ba up quickly."

All the Yin soldiers dispersed:

"Baye, it's all work. In special times, you have to take care of me."

Black and White Wuchang didn't wait any longer at the door and walked straight into the lobby of the Judge's Mansion.

As I was walking, I heard a conversation coming from inside:

"Old Zhong, come on, come on, have a taste, I just stole this from Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei, these two guys have nothing else, there is really a lot of good wine."

"Smooth in the mouth, with a smooth throat, Your Majesty, this wine is really good. I heard that those two boys formed some kind of chat group to trade with the underworld."

"Zi~~ Just turn a blind eye to this matter. It's not a big problem. Come, come, come, come, come, come."

The corner of Black and White Wuchang's mouth twitched, and he said that the wine in the house was getting less and less, so it turned out that you had been asked to leave! But what can we say? Who made you the boss?

The two came to the lobby and pretended not to hear anything:

"Your Majesty, Master Zhong, I have brought a wandering soul who has just been sent to hell to register."

At this time, the King of Hell was obviously a little drunk.

Take a sip of wine:

"Let's untie him first."

Black and White Wuchang did as he was told, and then Grandmaster Wang looked at everything in front of him with a confused look on his face, and a question immediately popped up in his mind:

Who is this fat black guy who drinks?

But he seems to have a very high status.

Hei Wuchang gave Grandmaster Wang a kick:

"Don't kneel down when you see the King of Hell!"

The King of Hell waved his hand:

"Xiao Fan, don't be so violent. Do you know how to enforce the law in a civilized manner? Who is Zi Liu~?"

When Grandmaster Wang heard that this was the shadow of the famous tree of the King of Hell, he immediately knelt down:

"The villain Wang Chazhen."

"Zi~~What was your occupation during your lifetime?"

"The villain is a martial artist."

"Oh? Dancer? You're a good dancer. Why don't you dance for everyone to cheer up!"

Grandmaster Wang was stunned and hurriedly returned:

"The villain is a martial artist, not a dancer!"

The drunken King of Hell heard:

"What the hell, dancer, what's wrong with asking you to dance? Do you look down on me? Watch out for me getting angry!"

Grandmaster Wang hurriedly explained:

"Your Majesty, I am a martial artist who beats people, not a dancer!"

The king of hell became anxious upon hearing this!

"What! You still want to beat someone! Only a few people can beat someone here! Come here, fry it for eighteen times and then bring it up for questioning."

"Is there any justice for this and this? I want to complain!"

The judge also took a sip of wine:

"Who in this hall wants to sue Your Majesty?"
To be continued...