I, The Magistrate Of The Underworld, Can Determine Life And Death With A Piece Of Yin!

113: Xin Mi Of The Underworld's Destruction! (1)

As soon as Po Meng's words fell, there was a commotion among the ghosts!

"This! Is this Meng Po?"

"My God! Is this tea Mengpo soup?"

"Isn't Mengpo soup supposed to be soup? Why tea?"

"You doll really don't understand anything. In ancient times, this kind of tea was called tea soup!"

Seeing the ghosts around me faltering, discussing in a low voice!

Wang Yifan smiled slightly and bowed to Po Meng.

"Grandma Meng has worked hard all these years, and now I am in charge of the seventh-rank Linhai City God of the Yin Division, and it is also the first time I have come here to send someone away!"

This Po Meng is completely different from the execution kid in hell!

Being an execution imp in hell is also a punishment!

In the six reincarnations.

Divided into the way of heaven, the way of humanity, the way of Asura, the way of animals, the way of hungry ghosts and the way of hell.

Among them, the evil spirits who were sent to hell!

On the one hand, there are tortured people going to hell!

On the other hand, some of them became execution imps!

You know, grinding in the stone mill hell, burning firewood in an oil pan!

This kind of punishment can last for thousands of years!

Day and night, no rest!

And listen to the screams of the tortured.

This is enough to break the spirit of the executioner!

I dare not commit another crime in the future.

Therefore, Wang Yi927fan has never used words to describe the governors of hell and the executioners!

Suppress if you can!

Kill if you can!

Because in his eyes, these executioners are actually criminals!

However, Meng Po in front of her is different!

Po Meng is the official official appointed by the underworld!

The bowl of Mengpo soup in her hand is also called Wangyousan.

Regardless of whether it is human, god, ghost, or Buddha, once you drink it, you will forget the things in this life.

It can be said to be the thing that cuts off cause and effect.

Contains great power of cause and effect!

If it falls into the hands of people with evil intentions, it may not be impossible to disturb the Three Realms!

Therefore, Wang Yifan treats her with extra courtesy!

Meng Po was born with a pair of yin and yang divine eyes!

Look forward to the thirty generations, and look back on the thirty generations.

Seeing Wang Yifan's humility, she couldn't help but smile.

"I never thought that the Yin Division has not led the way for many years!"

"This way, he is such a handsome and handsome little brother!"

Wang Yifan smiled slightly: "Grandma Meng praised it absurdly, and I was lucky enough to get into this underworld."

"Yin Division... Hey!" Hearing Wang Yifan's words, Po Meng's eyes trembled, and she wanted to say something, but she suppressed it!

She looked back at the ghost behind Wang Yifan.

Raise your hand to pick up the (cead) Mengpo soup on the tea table.

"Presumably everyone knows Laoshen, I won't say much, drink this bowl of Wangyousan, cross this bridge, and you will be reincarnated!"

As she spoke, she waved her sleeves!

There was only a bang.

An earthen platform rises from the Wangchuan River!

"This is the Wangxiang Terrace. If there are people who are homesick, they can stay here and look at the people in their hometown!"

Hearing this, the ghosts present couldn't help feeling sad.

After all, how can a person live without memories!

Said to be able to let go.

How many people really let go!

These ghosts silently took Wangyousan from Granny Meng's hand.

Slowly walk up to Wangxiang Terrace.

At this time, there seemed to be a gap in the sky.

A ray of light shot down, and the lights were strange.

In the picture, children are born, relatives die, and pets run away!

Childhood pictures, lovers of first love, and wife who passed away forever.

All of a sudden, there were cries of mourning.

On the contrary, Po Meng is not surprised by this.

Picked up the handkerchief, cleared the tea and set up a bench.

"Wang Chenghuang, please sit down for a while, they are afraid they will cry for a while.

Wang Yifan looked at Po Meng's expressionless face since she heard that she mentioned the Yin Division.

Heart move!

Involuntarily asked in a low voice.

"Grandma Meng, do you know...what happened to the Yin Division thousands of years ago?"

At this moment, Wang Yifan finally asked what was in his heart!

Since he came to this world where the ghost energy has been revived, and obtained the ghost judge system.

He's been thinking about this for a long time!

Why!

The underworld is gone!

Goodness see you!

In this world, ghosts are flourishing, and according to the power of the Yin Division, it stands to reason that the Yin Division has long ruled the world!

But!

The weirdest thing is that the underworld with the strongest ghost has disappeared!

Only the unjust ghosts who ran amok for a while but did not become popular are left behind!

What is the reason?

Facing Wang Yifan's question.

Granny Meng shook her head helplessly.

"I do not know either...."

"Thousands of years ago, I was on this bridge, across the Wangchuan River, and saw the sound of killing in the ten halls of Yan Luo, and the flames shot up to the sky."

"Unfortunately, the old man has already signed a negative form, so he can only stay on this bridge.

"Although I'm impatient, I can't take half a step away!"

"Then, there was only a loud noise, and the sky tilted to the northwest."

Granny Meng let out a long sigh.

"In the future, people who reincarnated will no longer have ghosts to lead the way, and can only fumble from the road to Huangquan.

"At the beginning, I was still in the same situation as a reincarnated man."

"However, they only answered that the ghost energy was revived and the underworld flourished, but the underworld has been destroyed."

"When I first heard it, I didn't believe it. Each of the Ten Temples of Yama has the power of ghosts and gods. There are hundreds of millions of ghosts, handsome ghosts, and ghosts. How could they be destroyed overnight?"

"But later... for thousands of years, there are countless ghosts who pretended to be in the Yin Division, but the people who were really in the Yin Division...all of them disappeared!"

Speaking of this, Meng Po couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.

Seeing this situation, You Yifan also took a deep breath.

Originally, he wanted to extract some clues about Yin from Po Meng's mouth, but he didn't expect that it didn't work at all!

Wang Yifan stood up and bowed to Po Meng.

"Meng Po, since people have been sent here, I will take my leave!"

As he spoke, he looked up at the ghost on the lookout platform!

"Everyone, let's grow melons!"

When the thousands of ghosts heard this, their bodies all paused, and the light of memory above their heads immediately dissipated.

They rushed back to Wang Yifan.

"Thank you, Shangguan, for sending me off!"

Wang Yifan nodded, turned his head, and was about to go back.

At this time, Meng Po suddenly stopped.

"Wang Chenghuang, your body is not in the Three Realms, and your soul is not in Wuxing! Maybe one day you will be crowned Emperor Fengdu, in charge of the judge of the Ten Thousand Realms, and restart the Ten Halls of Yama."

"Maybe...then we will know the reason for the destruction of Yin Division!"

Hearing this, Wang Yifan's eyes sharpened.

"Accredited as Emperor Fengdu? In charge of the judges of the Ten Thousand Realms? Restart the Ten Halls of Yama?"

"I see!"

Wang Yifan muttered to himself, and waved without looking back.

"Thank you, Granny Meng!"

talking!

Wang Yifan took a big step and walked out of hell within a few steps!

Eyes shine again!

Wang Yifan has returned to the Yamen of Yinsifu!

And in the palace!

Watching Wang Yifan go back and forth in an instant.