C40 Eighteen Levels of Hell

I waved at the young monk. "Hurry up and take care of your master. This fake …" "Grandmaster Jia, let's chat a bit more, let's exchange our Dao arts and experience —"

Hearing my words, the little monk's eyes lit up. He scratched his head and said, "Aiya, such a good opportunity to discuss Dao arts with Lord Yama. I also want to participate! Should I attend, or not? "

Of course you don't want to participate. How would I know any Dao Arts? I was afraid that he would continue scratching his head, so I quickly pulled on his hand and said, "Little master, quickly come back. We can discuss the Dao Arts later!"

Maybe he figured it out by himself, but the little monk nodded and said, "That's right, why didn't I think of it? As long as Lord Yama is here, we can discuss about Dao Arts in the future!"

Then he smiled at me, "Lord Yama, can you teach me the Tao technique that can understand other people's mental states? Master said I'm too dumb and always get tricked by others, if I know this kind of Tao technique, I'm not afraid of being tricked again!"

I solemnly nodded my head. "Alright, alright!" "This method, you'll be able to learn it the moment I say it."

Only then did the young monk leave in satisfaction.

I glanced at Jia Master who was kneeling on the ground. Damn you, how should I take care of you?

I said to Black and White Impermanence, "Faan, Xie, how do you think I should take care of this guy?"

"Hehe," White Impermanence said. "Why don't we pull out his soul and beat him up?"

I thought about it and shook my head. "No, this is too easy for him!"

The Black Wuchang said, "Ah, ah... Ahh! Ahh! Ten... Ten... Eighteen … Ah Tier... Ah Tier... Ah Tier... "Hell —

Damn, I didn't know that Black Wuchang was so merciless. Even me and White Impermanence together weren't as vicious as him. Although this Jia Master was a scammer and injured Mu Ge'er, he didn't need to be beaten to the eighteen levels of hell, or to the top of the mountain, or to the bottom of the wok!

However, White Impermanence chimed in, "Hehe, that's a good idea!"

"That's not good," I said hesitantly. "If you send his soul into the eighteenth level of hell, the Ninth Heaven will find out!"

"Hehe," White Impermanence said, "Sir, no one said anything about sending his soul into the Eighteen Hells. We're just taking his soul out for a tour around the Eighteen Hells before we send it back!"

Damn, he really is an expert. It seems like these two have done the same thing before. If these two fellows were to be left in the ancient yamen, they would definitely be treacherous people like Xu Que. As expected, it confirmed an old saying: a carriage shop, the foot Ya, should be killed even if it is not guilty!

But I like this idea!

I don't know if Jia Master understood my conversation with the Black and White Impermanence, but at this moment, they were already kowtowing and crying!

I indicated towards Black Wuchang with my mouth, "Faan! Open! He didn't need to be too fast. He just needed to hurry back tomorrow morning! Get involved in practice projects, but don't put them together for observation. What's the use of that? "

The moment he said that, White Impermanence already hit Jia Master with his walking stick. Jia Master rolled his eyes and fainted. As his soul floated out of his body, Black Wuchang once again hit his head while crying, causing his soul to awaken.

"Lord Yama, Grandpa Wuchang, spare me! I am old and old... "There's..." Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a strong wind in front of him and a blue light suffused the air. "Little …" It was time to hear the Jia Master's voice again, and teleport to the Netherworld.

Knowing that the little monk was able to cure Mu Ge'er, my mood immediately improved. If I were to see Howling Celestial Dog right now, I would definitely not slap him seven more times!

White Impermanence said to me, "Hehe, milord, there's still some time before daybreak, why don't you take a break first." White Impermanence was a good comrade, she knew how to care about the life of a leader.

I shook my head. "I'm too excited to sleep." He had slept soundly during the day, so he was not sleepy right now either. I rubbed my hands together and walked around the room. I didn't even have a TV on. What am I going to do with the long night?

"Come, let's go to Hades Hall," I said.

Bringing White Impermanence with him, he rushed into the Netherworld and coincidentally saw Wu Chengen standing right in front of him.

"Wu, why are you standing so close!" I asked.

I just saw the Faan, I said you guys are outside, I can't see you guys coming from the left, and I can't even see you guys coming from the right, I'm so worried! Wu Chengen said.

"What," I asked, "has the door been successfully studied?"

Wu Chengen vigorously nodded his head, "Mn, just wait for you to put the Hades' Seal on it!"

I patted his shoulder. "Come on, let's go take a look!"

He walked over and found that the Arc de Triomphe was still the same as before. The only thing that changed was that a thick chain emerged from beneath the Arc de Triomphe and connected it to the roof of the hall.

I touched the chain. "What's this for?"

Wu Chengen said, "This is the data transmission line, transmitting the Life and Death Book from the roof of the Hades Palace to the Triumph Sect."

Damn, Wu Chengen is a talent, he can even think of such an idea.

"Use this transmission... "Isn't it a bit rough …" I said, "Why don't I ask Paper-man Zhang to wire you five hundred meters of distance tomorrow to burn you —"

"This iron chain is the best. Some ghosts do too many bad things. If the net is thin, the transmission speed will be slow. Using iron chains is better than light needles!" It was fortunate that the Netherworld did not rain, otherwise the iron chain would have become a conductive weapon.

"Why does this metal chain look so familiar?" I asked.

"Just that bundle of iron chains that fell from the sky with the tower crane was picked up and used by me. I didn't expect it to be so suitable." Wu Chengen said.

I took out my Hades' Seal and said, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's do it!"

White Impermanence took the King of Hell Seal and flew up, placing it on top of the Arc de Triomphe. The Arc de Triomphe instantly became spirited, as if it was given life.

"Xie, bring the newbie here," I said.

White Impermanence: "Hehe, I'll do as you say!"

ghosts was brought up to stand on the plaza. Although it was not a small number, compared to the one hundred and twenty million, it was simply a bunch of ocean.

White Impermanence randomly called a dead ghost and got him to walk under the Arc de Triomphe. That dead ghost acted obediently as well, and stood obediently under the Arc de Triomphe.

The Arc de Triomphe flashed a blue light and the dead man was gone.

"What's going on?" I asked.

Wu Chengen said proudly as he stretched his neck, "The interrogation is over, the transfer is over!"

White Impermanence said, "Hehe, I'll go take a look and —" With that, she floated away. Not long later, he floated back into the room. "Hehe, my lord, I've checked, the verification is correct."

I was elated as I patted Wu Chengen's shoulders, "Young man, you did well. I think very highly of you! This gate will be under your control from now on! " With just one sentence, Wu Chengen had gone from a prisoner under a chair for hundreds of years, to an executive of the Netherworld. This was a success story.

Wu Chengen held my hand with tears in his eyes, "Thank you, Leader. I will definitely perform well in this position!"

The next thing to do was to report their performance. I was surrounded by White Impermanence and Wu Chengen on the steps of the King of Hell Palace as I watched the newbies enter the Triumph Gate one by one. After a series of blue lights, the outcome of ghosts was decided.

Easy, concise, green, and environmental protection. This Arc de Triomphe has saved me a lot of trouble, so that I won't have to throw my seal here every night.

After instructing Wu Chengen to continue working hard, I returned back to the shop satisfied. As he opened the door, he saw that the sun was about to rise. Why was the Black Wuchang not back yet?

Just as he was thinking, a blue light flashed and Black Wuchang came out of the bottle gourd with his soul.

I looked and saw that Jia Master's clothes were all gone, his hair was all missing, his body was crooked, he was covered in blood, just like a blood gourd, he was groggy and his body was still twitching, I had just gotten close to him, "Ghost!" The guy suddenly straightened up and fainted again after shouting. A few seconds later, he exclaimed, "It's a ghost!" He fainted again.

I asked, "Damn, why did you torture him?"

The Black Wuchang said, "Ah, no... Ah, no … No torture... "Then..." "Then..." "Then …" One... One... Level One... Ah to … Ah to … Ah to … Ten... Ten... Eighteen levels … By... By... All... All... All... One by one … do... do... do... "Once —"

I patted Faan on the shoulder, "You are really fast!" There are probably dozens of projects going from level one to level eighteen. You finished them in one night.

White Impermanence raised her mourning stick and said to me, "Hehe, are you going to delete his memories?"

"Hair removal," I said. "Anyway, this guy speaks so extravagantly that I can't tell the difference between the truth and the falsehood. If he said that he really went to the eighteenth level of hell, no one would believe him." Hair removal, "I said," He said that he really did go to the eighteenth level of hell and no one would believe him.

"Hehe, alright," White Impermanence knocked on Jia Master's head thrice with his mourning stick, then guided his soul back into Jia Master's body. Was this fellow still convulsing? "Ghost!"

"Is this guy okay?" I asked guiltily, not wanting to damage another soul.

"Hehe, it's fine. His soul wasn't damaged by magic items. He'll be fine after a bit of sleep," White Impermanence said. I was relieved.

It was morning. "Hee hee, my lord, if there's nothing else, we'll be starting work!" I nodded, and the Black and White Impermanence started to leave.

"Wait a minute," I asked. "Where are you two going to start?"

"Hehe, of course we're going to the hospital. That's where there's the most dead people," White Impermanence said.

"Go to the hospital," I said. "You two take advantage of the dawn and the lack of people on the road, take this guy away and throw him in front of the hospital," I said, pointing at the unconscious Jia Master.