Fantasy World Transmigration

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Looking at Yi Zhizi who was as excited as if he was pulling a life-saving straw, Chen Ang's reaction was unusually indifferent: "Why doesn't the old nobleman take a look at his own merits and sins?"

It was only then that Yizhizi realized that he opened his merit retribution system in a hurry. The blood-red crime value showed 157243, which was only 43 points lower than the original value of 157286. This fact is like a heavy weapon. His big hands tugged on Yizhizi's heart.

"Why is this so?" Yi Zhizi said at a loss: "Gentlemen of Qin, why did my sins decrease by forty-three after the first calamity? Could it be that after the calamity, I can't repay my sins? I still have to use meritorious deeds to pay for my sins." Eliminate karma?"

Chen Ang pointed to the corpse of the nobleman who was crucified on the ground, and said with a slight smile: "Could it be that the old nobleman has forgotten this person? If the old nobleman's luck had not improved, the spear would have pierced your body. Won't you die tragically on the spot? This is your sin!"

"Is there any reason for this?" Yi Zhizi trembled angrily, and said aggrievedly: "This man obviously died at the hands of the sixth prince Chi Le, what has it to do with me, why do you want to increase my crime?"

The old god Chen Ang said calmly: "This person can be regarded as a disaster for you, and he should pay some price. The sky has eyes and is the most fair. It only increased your sins by forty-three points, which is considered lenient. Most likely It's because this person's crimes are not small, and his fate is bound to end, so with the help of you and the sixth prince, he is sent to fulfill his fate."

"And this may not be a loss-making business." Chen Ang said again: "Why don't you just look at the merits?"

Yi Zhizi subconsciously lowered his head to look at the merit points in his system. The conspicuous golden merit points impressively displayed an astonishing number of 343. Originally, Yi Zhizi had accumulated more than 70 years of merit points, and the merit points he had obtained were only 238 points. , It can be seen that Yizhizi is really a bad bastard. After he used one hundred to increase his lifespan by one year, and another one hundred to increase his luck for a moment, there should be only thirty-eight points left.

But now his merit value is as high as more than 300 points, how can Yi Zhizi not be surprised.

Chen Ang seemed to see through what he was thinking, and said leisurely: "It seems that that fellow has committed a serious crime and allowed you to get so many benefits. It's a pity that you are only an inducement for his retribution. The sixth prince who did it himself, He must have gained more. It's a pity...he walked too fast and didn't receive the treasure of this worldly report."

Yi Zhizi licked his lips, a little unfinished, and suddenly he called one of his guards: "Tulu, are you loyal to me? Are you willing to prove your loyalty?"

The black and thin guard immediately knelt down upon hearing the words, and vowed: "The loyalty of the servant to the master is a lesson from the gods, and I will never change it!"

"That's good!" Yizhizi's eyes flashed brightly, and he raised his hand and pulled out a hairpin with a faint blue light from his hair. Using the movement of helping him up, his right hand inserted it into the picture extremely quickly and resolutely. Lu's right neck, when everything happened, Yi Zhizi stepped back a few steps like lightning, and he was so agile that he didn't look like an old man in his seventies.

"Then you will definitely not refuse to practice your loyalty with your life!" Yi Zhizi said lightly.

Tulu stared wide-eyed, with unbelievable doubts, struggled for two breaths, then fell to the ground with a pale face, and died.

Yi Zhizi wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and put the bloody hairpin back into the bun before he had time to look at the merit retribution system, but after a second glance, he raised his head angrily, Shocked and angrily said: "Why did the merit only increase by two hundred, and the sin also increased by one hundred and five. I didn't kill anyone with my own hands just now, it's more than this!"

"And I can guarantee that Tulu is an unforgivable sinner. I have never seen a few people who are more cruel, tyrannical, and vicious than him! Among my subordinates, he should also be the most sinful! Far more than this dead man."

Yi Zhizi pointed to the unlucky nobleman who had been pierced by a bone spear and said.

Chen Ang said indifferently: "You seem to have some misunderstanding about merit and sin! Old nobleman! Is there a sin in murder? Of course there is,

Killing a good person is certainly ten thousand sins, but killing a wicked person may not be without sins! You are guilty of trampling an ant and crushing a bedbug. "

"Let me tell you, there was a naughty boy who drowned a nest of ants with urine, and then fell to the eighteenth floor of hell!"

"Because killing is the first evil. Killing, stealing, adultery, lying, and drinking are the five evils. Those who have these five evils should suffer the five burnings and the three sufferings..." Chen Ang told him a few stories from this , They are all gossiping women who gossip behind their backs, go to hell with their tongues pulled out, and instigate widows to remarry. Those who commit such evil deeds and the widow will both go to hell with scissors. Those who kill chickens, ducks, dogs, etc. who kill living things will go to the Mountain of Swords Hell, and those who are not filial to their parents will go to the Blood Pool Hell, etc.

The 18 levels of hell are counted down, and they are all subjected to extremely terrible torture because of some trivial matters.

It makes people wonder... Is this hell a place to punish the wicked and repay karma, or is it a place where gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas take pleasure in torturing all beings? Calculated according to this hell, the torture of bad people in this world is far less terrible than the torture set by Bodhisattva Buddha!

Not to mention Yizhizi, even the pure and good people, the poor slaves are a little apprehensive when they hear the words, this is the nomadic customs of the Yiqu country, not to mention the remarriage of widows, even if one's own father and brother die, one should also consider whether the stepmother and sister-in-law can still use it? Sacrificial burial, observance of festivals, such a waste of resources and population, the Yiqu country can't do it.

And the old man can't work anymore! The sons and daughters were only willing to give a piece of sheepskin and drove them out. Not to mention telling stories and slaughtering animals. For a nomad, it would be too embarrassing for him not to slaughter animals!

Calculated in this way... Here, even everyone in Yiqu Country will inevitably go through the 18th floor of hell!

Those poor people, at the beginning, still had some thoughts about rebirth and enjoy the blessings, but when they heard this, they even wanted to die out of their wits!

Let's listen to Chen Ang's mouth, hanging muscle prison, secluded waste prison, fire pit prison - all of them have done thousands of karma in life, and they will be accused of crimes after death. The Lingshan Buddha was narrow-minded, and the West Heaven Bodhisattva became sadistic, setting up prisons indiscriminately, tyrannical and crazy, far surpassing King Zhou of Shang.

Fengdu Prison, Tongue Pulling Prison, and Skinning Prison—just because of disloyalty and filial piety, the Buddha's mouth and snake heart fell into this gate. Contrary to parents skinning, not being An An, starving to death, imitating the mantis who struggles with cramps, refusing to be foolish and loyal to death during life, and tortured in every possible way after death.

Grinding the prison, smashing the prison, and crashing the prison—it is unreasonable to hide the truth from oneself, and to hurt others with sweet words. Just because of gossip, you have to use a mill, a pestle, or a cart to crush your flesh and blood into mud.

Ice Prison, Shelling Prison, Intestine Pumping Prison—they are all bullshit and foolish, causing calamity and exhaustion to themselves. But the lack of weight and guts, businessmen and peddlers tied icebergs, and tore human skin.

In the 18 hells, there are gods and bodhisattvas cannibalizing every level. Yama and the little ghosts use them to show off their prestige. Look at the Tathagata Buddha, who only sits on a lotus with white bones and skeletons, and wears a human skin cassock to say goodness. Grinding it with a golden oatmeal stone in your hand, you can eat human fat, blood, flesh and fat brain. The four great Bodhisattvas sent Truth Listening to bite large pieces of flesh and blood, sat down with blue lions and white elephants to pick teeth from human bones, with thousands of hands and thousands of eyes like demons, looking at the eighteen levels of hell for joy.

The gods of the three worlds have all changed their painting styles. In front of each person, the treasure is solemn, but behind the person, they have changed the painting style of the Cthulhu evil god, indescribable, flesh and blood foolish.

This is really not Chen Ang's false words and deceit. Although he exaggerated, but in the nether world, the 18 hells are only more cruel than this, and the judge of Yan Luo also judged the case like this. That Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva may not have eaten people. Di Ting and Shidian Yan Luo might have had dinner together.

When Wukong went to the underworld, he also saw ordinary people suffering, saying that the underworld rewards good and punishes evil, but how much evil can ordinary people do? But the dignitaries of all countries, the nobles, all have the blessing of gods and Buddhas, and the king of Hades will give some face, and the big monster who eats people is even more unrestrained, and the ghost has nothing to do with him.

In the future, when the king of Tang and Qin went to the underworld, there would still be Cui Pan who borrowed Yangshou for 20 years, and a good man borrowed ten treasuries of gold and silver to donate to him.

As the saying goes, the common people's officials and laws are like a furnace, with the blessings of powerful gods and Buddhas, the heavens, the earth, the underworld, and within the three realms, they are all like this.

Chen Ang was talking happily, but the strange bird with gorgeous feathers kept clamoring in his ears. Chen Ang knew that the Bodhisattva of Great Strength had an opinion, so he had to stop exposing these unspoken rules of the nether world, and started talking about the business.