Chapter 965: Kill Yama! (6)

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The wind of hell is still as bleak as ever;

In fact, even if the warm wind from Yangzhou is moved here at this moment, it will be completely assimilated by the environment of hell in an instant.

The highest mountain in hell is Mount Tai, which was once the supreme symbol of power in the Fujun era;

Of course, it is the same now, because the Bodhisattva built his temple there.

The second highest mountain in hell is the Yin Mountain.

There is also a Yin Mountain in Yangjian, and there is also a Yin Mountain in Hell, but this Yin Mountain in Hell is located in the middle and rear of Huangquan Road. Standing on the mountain, you can overlook the Huangquan Road that passes from the west side below. The ghosts of the bridge.

It's like standing on the edge of the Yangtze River and watching the river go east. In fact, it has a similar feeling.

In fact, at the very beginning, Mount Yin was higher than Mount Tai.

The first generation pacified the turbulent years and established the Fujun system to rule hell, and established Mount Tai as the main court.

That day is very far away from now.

On that day, the first generation took its own place on Mount Tai, created the calendar of the Lord of Hell, and performed Zen meditation on Mount Tai.

at the same time,

Also on that day,

A monkey with a black body and only eyes full of purple came to Yinshan Mountain. With one punch, it crossed off the top of Yinshan Mountain, and directly whittled the highest mountain in hell to the second highest.

time flies,

The first generation has long been a thing of the past, and even the purple-gold monkey has entered the final end under the watchful eyes of King Qin Guang.

However, the Yinshan area, which was flattened back then, was covered with a palace, and the palace had no owner.

It is rumored that when Yama of the Ten Halls established the Yin Division, Yama and his followers originally planned to build a hall in the Yin Mountain to serve as a practice ground for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Then imitate what the monkey in the early generation did, cut off two ends of Mount Tai, and turn Yin Mountain into the highest mountain in hell.

Maybe this is Game of Thrones.

Today, you chip off a piece;

Tomorrow, he will cut off another layer.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva refused, and built a small temple on Mount Tai himself to live there.

As for this palace, it is naturally impossible for anyone to dare to live in it. However, usually some ghost cultivators or official officials with status will come here to rest, which is a bit like a temporary resort.

Perhaps it was because when this place was first built, it was really thoughtful, transplanting a lot of colorful vegetation that is rare in hell, and it can be regarded as a rare "flowery" place in hell.

At this moment,

In a pavilion on the northwest side of the temple,

Two judges with yellow sash around their waists are sitting and drinking wine,

In the forest outside the pavilion, there are three dancers dancing.

The entertainment life in Hell is really not rich. It’s not that the people here don’t know how to enjoy this aspect, but because the world of flowers and flowers in Yangjian has experienced everything that should be experienced. Many things are really like the clouds and smoke in the past. When you It doesn't matter when you are old, when you have experienced a lot, or when you have been a ghost for many years after you die.

A jug of wine, a dish of side dishes.

The two judges enjoyed themselves.

The system of the Yin Division, from bottom to top, is: practice ghost messengers, ghost messengers, head arresters, patrol inspectors, judges, and Hades.

Compared with the officialdom system in Yangjian, Ksitigarbha is equivalent to the supreme ruler. Although there is a curtain, everyone knows who is the real core and talker of the Yin Division today.

Di Ting is a bit like the Chief Eunuch of the Ritual Supervisor, responsible for listening to all movements.

The law enforcement team is similar to Jin Yiwei.

The ten halls of Yama are ten princes and kings who guard all aspects of hell, and the judges are official officials. The seven-color belts correspond from the seventh rank to the first rank;

The inspection is equivalent to the county lieutenant, that is, the head of the public security bureau of the county and city, and the next step is to catch the head and the ghost.

Internship ghosts are similar to the contract workers in Yangjian now, and similar to the militia without a clear organization before.

Can't afford to be called the gold medal inspection at the beginning, it is considered the most beautiful one among the inspections, and it doesn't seem to be very expensive.

But you must know that the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva does not leave the temple, Yama of the Ten Temples basically does not show his face, and although the number of judges is quite large, they are still "very few" in the whole hell. One person is really not bad.

It's a bit like the chief of the public security bureau of the strongest city in the country. This status and future prospects are obvious.

These two judges with yellow belts can be considered to have stepped into the level of quality, but to be honest, they are in a very awkward position. The people below think you are beautiful, but the above don't take you seriously at all.

Both of them were Jinshi scholars in the late Qing Dynasty.

One was unlucky, and died of illness on the way during release;

One was studying in the Imperial Academy, originally from a noble background. After all, the Imperial Academy is a good place to earn qualifications, but after studying for a few years, he also died of illness.

The similarity of fate made the two of them become good friends in hell. When they have nothing to do, they always like to make appointments here to drink and chat.

The two of them were wasted or missed in the officialdom in the yang world, but in the underworld, they are actually the same. In terms of actual power, they may not be able to compare with the red belts of those key departments.

The state of going to work is often a cup of tea and a bag of cigarettes,

One report for one day.

On the contrary, when they get together, reciting poems and making pairs are more in line with their pursuit of spiritual life.

In the past few decades, the two have written too many poems, but they are all the same as the first emperor Qianlong when they were in Yangjian. They can't wait to write one a day, but the ones that are handed down can become classics... No one .

But the two continued to have fun.

drunk,

Obviously not drunk,

But I have to pretend that I am already slightly drunk,

look up,

squinting,

Look at the blood moon in the sky.

"The moon in hell is not as beautiful as the moon in the sun, and it has been the same for thousands of years.

It doesn't bend, it doesn't crumble, it doesn't darken, it doesn't round. "

"That's what you said wrong. It's obviously a round younger, not as big as before, and not as bright as before."

a year and a half ago,

A man came to hell,

Called the blood moon down from the sky,

It smashed into Song Emperor City.

The two judges looked at each other and laughed together.

Because now when they meet some colleagues from the Song Emperor City, they often look up at the blood moon hanging on it, and they still itch with hatred.

Of course,

While hating,

And mixed with indescribable fear,

after all,

In this world, people who passed the moon last month are like crucian carp, but there are really few people who have the qualifications to be smashed by the moon.

The two laughed enough,

They took out pens, ink, paper and inkstones one after another, and prepared to write poems.

As for what kind of poems to write, it doesn't matter. Over the years, no matter what the theme of the poem is, I have written what should be written.

but,

at this moment,

One person picked up a brush and suddenly pointed to the path on the mountainside.

road:

"Hey, there's still a moon watcher standing there."

The companion also looked in the direction pointed,

The Yin Mountain is very high, but they have sharp ears and eyes. As judges, even if they are not powerful, they still have the minimum ability.

Even though it's far away,

I can also see clearly,

on the trail,

A man in the fashion of Yangjian was standing there,

Look up at the bright moon.

"He took it seriously."

"Yeah, I'm fascinated by it too."

Since the palace on Yinshan Mountain has no clear owner, no one came here to guard it.

But because it is close to Huangquan Road, here is the end of Huangquan Road, so there is an outpost here, where there are thousands of ghosts and hundreds of arrests.

While supervising Huangquan Road, he was also responsible for the defense at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.

It is naturally impossible for ordinary sneaks to enter here, at least, they must be judges, or inspectors who want to come in and get to know some important people and have some face themselves.

"It's a bit raw."

"I really haven't seen it."

The hell is very big. There is one one in the main city of the Yin Division, but there are ten more ones below, although now, only nine are left.

You know, because everyone has very different personalities, sometimes the judges under a Yan Luo may not know each other, let alone other judges of His Highness Yama.

so,

do not know,

It's also normal.

"He's been watching it for a long time."

"It's been a while, I've finished researching ink."

The two stopped paying attention to that person and started composing poems.

After the poem is written,

It is exchanged to appreciate each other,

The two cooperate with each other tacitly, each can tease each other's flirtatious points,

After some business blows,

We all had a great time.

Then,

One of the judges looked at the mountainside again.

"Look, he's still standing there."

"No, I'm still admiring the moon."

"It's addicting to watch."

"Yeah, I don't know, what's so good about this hell moon, why don't you find a chance to return to the sun to see the moon in the sun."

"Hello!!!!!!!!"

One of the judges shouted.

"What did you call him for?"

"Shout, look, he's looking at us, hey!!!!!!"

"Hehe, call him up for a drink?"

"That's exactly what you want, you can call."

"Hey!!!! Even if you look at the moon, the moon won't come down. Why don't you come up and have a drink with us..."

The shouting stopped abruptly,

Amidst the dumbfoundedness of the two judges with yellow belts,

The blood moon in the sky suddenly trembled,

Then with a little urgency,

with some expectation,

With a little twist,

With a bit of refusal and welcome,

With a little impatience,

no matter what you bring,

Always the body starts to fall down very honestly!

this moment,

The four corners of hell tremble,

Because there are always people who will inadvertently look up,

look at the sky.

Then I blinked, feeling something was missing,

Then I realized later, and suddenly realized,

The moon is gone!

"Boom boom boom boom boom!!!!!!"

Song Emperor City, which has just completed half of the restoration project, sounded the alarm bell representing an emergency situation.

An old judge with only his upper body remnant was standing on the top of the city with a gong and drum, and shouted hoarsely while beating:

"Damn it, the moon is down again!"

now,

one person,

a round of moon,

Heading west.

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