Fan Jianming thought to himself: Is this the legendary entrance to the underworld?

I thought only humans like to pretend, but I didn't expect that the underworld is so big. Since I came here, I would still be scared by your little tricks.

At this moment, a gold-edged plaque appeared above the gate, with four big words "Birth and Death".

The four big black characters exuded a gloomy light, as if they were still squirming.

Damn it, pretend to be a fool in front of me?

Don’t say it’s fake, what can I do if it’s real?

Fan Jianming was about to go forward and push the door when he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing behind him. When he looked back, he saw that in the sky in the distance, there were like a group of geese, arranged in a human-shaped character, flying towards him.

Damn, there are also geese in this underworld?

Shouldn’t it be shot and killed in the human world, and then the soul flew towards the underworld?

Fan Jianming was thinking, the two rows of geese were getting closer and closer, and when they were almost at the door, they saw clearly that there were the legendary hell soul-catching messenger, the cow head and horse face.

I saw the bull head holding a steel fork in his hand, the horse face holding a spear, and the iron chain behind him was strung with two large rows of people, floating from far to near.

Those people are in various shapes, but their appearance is terrible.

Among them are men, women, young and old. In terms of clothing, they should cover workers, peasants, soldiers, scholars and businessmen, but they are all blood-colored. Some are thin and some are missing arms and legs. It is rare to see a kind-hearted person, but they are like zombies.

Under the guidance of the bull-headed and horse-faced, they directly penetrated the dark red door that was open, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Well, is this fake?

Fan Jianming reached out and touched the back of his head, and walked directly over.

It’s true that they didn’t come to the door, they looked like they existed. Walking over was like a cloud of air. When he looked back, why did they still exist?

This is strange.

It is actually the gate of nothingness, why does it still appear?

Fan Jianming looked at the two teams floating in the sky and followed behind him. Suddenly, he found a stone tablet in front of him, with thirty-two big characters engraved on it - Wuwei Dao, God knows human feelings. Wuwei is dark, ghosts see human figures. His heart, words, ghosts hear human voices. Violations of forbiddenness, and the earth collects human souls.

Needless to say, this stone tablet is also empty.

Fan Jianming walked over, and sure enough, the stone tablet was gone.

Fan Jianming continued to walk forward, looking at a cloud of cold light from afar, revealing the gloomy and death atmosphere.

Fan Jianming rushed over and saw that it was an extremely gloomy hall.

A plaque hung in the center of the hall with four big characters written on it - King Guang Palace of Qin.

In front of the hall was a stone tablet that was exactly the same size as before, with twenty-eight large characters engraved on it - Qin Guang's evil mirror platform in a palace, and a sinful soul was brought in; the deceased came here to face the evil mirror and showed his bad heart during his lifetime.

Literally speaking, all the dead souls of the dead will first be led to the evil mirror after they arrive in the Fujian realm, stand in front of the evil mirror, and witness the experience of this life with their own eyes, especially any bad things they have done in secret, which can be vividly remembered.

Fan Jianming felt that this was a bit like a court in the world. The judge presented the bad things you had done in your life one by one, and then sentenced and convicted the soul of the deceased based on these facts.

Fan Jianming frowned slightly.

In the past, he only heard about the Hall of Hell and the King of Hell.

It is said that King Yama was the one who was appointed as the gods by Jiang Ziya after Huang Feihu died. Why did the Qin Guang King's Palace appear here?

And according to the old saying, the so-called hell has eighteen levels.

But when he summoned the four judges before, he urged the judge to tell him that there were ten palaces of Yama Kings in the underworld, and that the crimes committed by Huang Hanbin were to be sent to the Equal Kings in the Ninth Hall of Yama after his death.

At that time, Fan Jianming's qi and blood attacked his heart, and he didn't think much about it. Now it seems that the real underworld is still far from the usual cognition of human beings.

Just as Fan Jianming was considering whether to go in, two tall, thin, short and fat people rushed out of the hall. They saw them holding handcuffs and shackles in their hands and pounced on Fan Jianming without saying a word.

What the hell!

When the four judges saw that I was respectful, these two guys were blind and even wanted to catch me without saying a word.

Fan Jianming didn't move, he just saw how these two guys caught him?

Those two guys were really unambiguous, one was on the upper and the other was on the lower, one handcuffed Fan Jianming's hands and the other handcuffed his feet.

The two of them cooperated seamlessly, like one person.

After handcuffing Fan Jianming, they turned around and walked towards the Qin Guangwang Palace, but Fan Jianming's soul still stood there without moving.

The two of them didn't take two steps and seemed to find something happened.

Looking back, there was no soul in the iron chain behind him.

They quickly returned to Fan Jianming and handcuffed him again. This time, they did not turn around, but faced Fan Jianming holding the handcuffs and shackles in his hand, but found that the handcuffs and shackles were quietly falling off.

"Huh?" the short and fat man spat: "What, the ghost that labor and capital have been catching for a lifetime has not yet encountered such an evil person."

His tall and thin brows frowned and responded: "Don't be a ghost, are you?"

"Nonsense," the short and fat man gave him a blank look: "Isn't it a ghost that he can come here?"

He looked at Fan Jianming with a tall and thin look in surprise and asked, "Hey, who are you?"

Fan Jianming thought the two of them were quite funny. If they were to say crosstalk on earth, they would definitely be fun. How could they run to the underworld to act as robbers and horse faces to catch ghosts like a bull-headed and horse-faced person?

Fan Jianming asked back: "Who are you two?"

"Blind?" said a short and fat man: "We are the black and white impermanent among the top ten underworld commanders!"

These black and white impermanent people are not easy to use. They are among the top ten commanders, just like the cow head and horse faces that passed by Fan Jianming's head at the entrance of the hall just now.

The so-called ten commanders of the underworld are the ghost kings, day trips, night trips, impermanence, cow heads, horse faces, leopard tails, bird beaks, fish gills and wasps.

They each perform their duties, do their best, lead their troops, punish their evils, and repay their achievements.

No matter how capable the ghosts who commit evil deeds are, even if they can go to heaven and earth, they will never escape their hands.

Fan Jianming bowed: "It turns out that they are the two impermanent ones, black and white. I am... Fan Jianming. The first time I came to the underworld, I wanted to see everywhere and hope that the two of them would be forgiven."

Fan Jianming originally wanted to pretend to compare and report his name in the fairy world. The problem was that he didn't even know what he was, so he could only report his name in the human world.

The problem is that in the underworld, except for the judges and King of Yama who are above the top ten commanders of the Underworld, and the Emperor Fengdu, the ones below do not recognize him at all.

Or because of the shallow practice of Taoism, you can't tell who he is at all.

Especially these dark generals, they only deal with the souls of the human world and do not understand the affairs of the divine world at all. Except for the more famous gods, ordinary little gods, especially those who practice to become gods and immortals, do not know about it.

After listening to Fan Jianming's introduction, Heibai Wuchang looked at each other with a confused look on his face and thought to himself: Is this guy sick? He went to the underworld to stroll around. Do you think this is a park or a supermarket?

More importantly, they also felt that Fan Jianming was a little weird.

If he was a human, how could his soul leave his body and run to the underworld?

If they are the souls of the dead, why can't they handcuff him?

If he was a god in the heavenly realm, he wouldn't have the same outfit as him?

It has been hundreds of years since I have never heard of anyone who has cultivated himself into a god or an immortal in the world. If he was a god from heaven, he would not have been able to wear such fashionable clothes.

The two of them used a color and rushed towards Fan Jianming again.
Chapter completed!