I'm not a psychopath!

The hall was empty, with only a huge judgment platform in the center, which looked particularly solemn. The walls were painted with murals, describing the legends and laws of the underworld, which made people feel awe.

The murals were intertwined with dim light and shadow, reflecting vivid scenes of the underworld: some depicted the dead wandering by the Wangchuan River, some depicted the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons executing the judgment of the underworld, and a tear on the Three-Life Stone...

"We really have arrived in the underworld!" Only now did Bailiye have to accept this fact.

This is probably true.

The same was true for others. They were mostly skeptical at first, but what they saw and encountered later clearly told them that this was the underworld, this was the Yama Palace.

The five people stepped forward cautiously, carefully scanning the surroundings, and gradually approached the depths of the hall.

The front of the hall seemed empty, with nothing but a few majestic pillars.

Only when they stepped into the core area of ​​the hall did they see a huge throne inlaid with gold carvings. The throne was 30 meters high. With the exquisitely carved backrest behind it, the overall height was close to 70 meters. If it weren't for the unusually high dome of the hall, this chair alone would be enough to pass through the roof.

Luo Shui stared at the huge throne in front of him in a daze, muttering, "This is too big, what kind of existence can use such a big chair?"

"Maybe the size of ghosts and gods is relatively large, such as the bronze remains in Lingxizhou, which can be said to cover the sky and the sun." Shen Chengxian said disapprovingly.

"But that is an ancient demon god, right?" Bailiye reminded, "Legend has it that the ghosts and gods and judges in the underworld are all in charge after the death of people with great merits in the human race.

How can the human race be so big!?"

In the depths of the Yama Hall, in the dim light, five people surrounded the huge throne, their hearts full of doubts and curiosity.

They knew that the owner of this throne must be a powerful existence, perhaps the legendary King Yama.

Bailiye said softly: "Legend has it that King Yama is the ruler of the underworld, in charge of life and death.

If this throne really belongs to King Yama, then does this seat symbolize some kind of authority?"

There was some movement in his eyes.

"I advise you not to commit suicide."

Shen Chengxian complained, and just by looking at the throne a few more times, his eyes could no longer move away.

"Supreme authority, ruling life and death..."

"Try to sit on it, it's not a loss anyway." Luo Hua was also a little crazy.

"What's wrong with you?"

Qin Xiaosui looked at Luo Shui beside him again, and he was also drooling.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

"Ouch!"

The sound of the head and the fist colliding kept coming. The three men held their heads, squatted on the ground with painful and twisted expressions, and rubbed their heads quickly. Bailiye, who was the most serious, felt dizzy and couldn't even squat and fell to the ground.

It was obviously Qin Xiaosui who hit him with his fist.

There was something wrong with that seat. Fortunately, she was afraid and didn't dare to look at it any more.

Luo Shui was also awakened by the wailing, and cold sweat kept sliding down her face.

Almost wiped out!

Qin Xiaosui hugged Luo Shui's arm tightly, and there was a trace of fear in her eyes: "What should we do now? If King Yama suddenly appears, will we..."

"No." Luo Shui comforted: "If King Yama is still there, how can we come in so swaggeringly and shout in the hall.

It's probably because of some reason.

He disappeared."

"This place is too weird, everyone try not to look too much, the ghost messenger outside can't get out for the time being, look for a back door or something." Bailiye stood up with a painful face, and a big bump had grown on his head.

Luo Shui gently patted Qin Xiaosui's hand and comforted him, "Don't be afraid. Now that we are here, we must face it bravely.

Let's check around first to see if we can find clues to leave the underworld.

King Yama dominates life and death. Although we don't know whether reincarnation is under his control, we must find a way to leave the underworld. Now we can only look forward to discovering something."

Shen Chengxian nodded in agreement: "Yes, we can't sit and wait for death. As the center of the underworld, the Yama Palace must hide many secrets. If we look carefully, we may find the way to the world of the living."

Luo Hua looked around and said vigilantly: "Everyone be careful, this is the underworld after all, and there may be some unknown dangers. We must stay vigilant and be ready to deal with emergencies at any time."

The five people began to explore around the Yama Palace, trying to find clues.

Just as they were immersed in the mystery of the murals, suddenly, a low and melodious bell sound echoed in the hall, shaking the entire space as if it was trembling.

The five people were startled and immediately stopped what they were doing and looked around vigilantly.

The bell sound seemed to come from the depths of the hall, where some unknown secrets seemed to be hidden.

Bailiye clenched his weapon and said in a deep voice: "Let's go and see, this bell sound may be the clue to leave here."

The five people walked carefully to the depths of the hall along the direction of the bell sound. As they went deeper, the bell sound became clearer and clearer, as if guiding them forward.

Passing through a stone door, they came to a deeper hall.

The light here was dim, and there was a mysterious and solemn atmosphere all around.

In the center of the hall, a huge bronze bell was hanging in the air, and the bell sound came from here.

Luo Shui observed the bronze bell carefully and found that the bell was engraved with strange runes, which seemed to contain some powerful power. She said softly: "This bell is not simple. The runes on it may be an ancient mantra, and may be related to the secret of Yama Temple."

Shen Chengxian stepped forward and reached out to touch the bell, feeling the mysterious power.

He suddenly said: "I feel that the bell seems to be conveying some kind of message, perhaps a kind of guidance."

At this moment, the bronze bell suddenly emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire hall. The five people were attracted by the light and looked at the bell involuntarily.

The runes on the clock began to flicker, gradually converging into a point of light, suspended in the air.

The light slowly drifted toward them, emitting a warm and peaceful aura.

Qin Xiaosui stretched out her hand curiously, wanting to touch the light spot. However, when her fingers just touched the light spot, a powerful force suddenly broke out and enveloped all five people.

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the other side.

Jiang Qing walked through the gloomy ghost town. His eyes were alert and his body was agile, avoiding the wandering paper figures like a ghost.

These paper figures are messengers from the underworld, with some ulterior purpose. Their eyes are empty and indifferent, and their movements have a strange rhythm.

"These things want to catch me... they definitely have ulterior motives, but now the enemy is clear and we are hidden."

Because the arrival of Qin Xiaosui and the others seemed to have attracted the attention of the Yin soldiers, the actions of these paper figures were temporarily restrained, providing Jiang Qing with an opportunity.

His original plan was to hide in the ghost woman's house and ask her to help deceive the ghost.

But in order to prevent her from snitching, he had to kidnap the little devil first as a bargaining chip.

But now I don’t have to go through that trouble.

He took advantage of this opportunity and carefully followed the clues left by Qin Xiaosui and others.

He quickly came to the place where he heard the sound of fighting. Here, there is still a trace of tension in the air, and some broken rubble and several deep marks are scattered on the ground. ginger

Qing squatted down and carefully observed these marks. His eyes were sharp and experienced, and he quickly identified Shen Chengxian's unique fist mark from these marks.

"They must have gone through a fierce battle." Jiang Qing thought to himself. He could imagine Shen Chengxian waving his fists and fighting fiercely with the Yin soldiers.

These traces are undoubtedly the clues they left behind.

Jiang Qing stood up and continued to search along the traces. His steps were firm and fast, and the worry in his heart burned like a flame.

He knew that Qin Xiaosui and the others might be facing great danger, and he had to find them as soon as possible.

Not following the traces of the medal, soon a towering black palace appeared in his sight.

This palace towers into the clouds. The huge black stone pillars are engraved with strange runes, which seem to contain some ancient power. The gate of the palace is tightly closed.

The good news is that he can probably guess that his teammates are inside the palace. The bad news is that a group of paper figures are blocking the door.

"The blockage is so airtight that I can't get in at all, and how can I get out if I get in?"

Jiang Qing stood in front of the palace, feeling an inexplicable premonition in her heart.

He could feel that Qin Xiaosui was probably in the palace, but there was nothing he could do. He took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and walked towards the palace gate.

Because there was a group of cold paper figures gathered in front of the Yama Palace, they were like guards, blocking Jiang Qing's way.

The sinister and hollow eyes of these paper figures revealed an inviolable indifference. Their existence made Jiang Qing understand that it would not work to break in directly.

Jiang Qing frowned slightly and quickly thought of countermeasures in his mind.

He knew that he had to use his brain to break through the obstacles of these Yinza. He looked around, observing the distribution and action patterns of the paper man Yinza, and soon came up with a plan.

He decided to adopt the strategy of diverting the tiger away from the mountain to lure these evil spirits away from the gate of Yama Hall.

Jiang Qing first carefully retreated to a blind spot, and then cast a small spell to create some noise and movement.

This spell can imitate the breath and sounds of living creatures, enough to attract Yinzai's attention.

As the spell was cast, some subtle noises began to echo in the ruins not far away, as if something was quietly moving.

The paper man villains were indeed attracted by these unusual noises. They slowly turned around and looked with their empty eye sockets in the direction of the source of the sound.

Jiang Qing took the opportunity to move quietly. His movements were light and fast, like a cheetah in the night, making no sound.

He took advantage of the moment of distraction to quickly disappear from their sight and go in another direction.

The paper maniacs were confused by the illusion created by the magic, and began to move slowly in that direction, gradually leaving the gate of Yama Hall.

Jiang Qing was secretly happy when he saw this.

His plan worked.

After all the paper-man gangsters had gathered elsewhere, Jiang Qing came out of his hiding place.

He came to the door of Yama Hall again. This time there was nothing in front of the door, and the cold guards had been cleverly lured away by him.

Jiang Qing stood in front of the tall palace door, took a deep breath, then slowly stretched out his hand and pushed towards the heavy door.

The moment his hand touched the door, a strong force suddenly surged out from the door and bounced him back.

Jiang Qing stabilized his body, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. This power was powerful and mysterious, and obviously not an ordinary power.

"Puppetry doesn't last long, and it's hard to attract the paper man for too long. I must find a way to get in." He looked down at his hands.

Some were slightly red, and were bounced by the power on the door, but it was not serious.

Hand, hand!

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind. The ghosts couldn't open this door because this was the Yama Palace, and it was the existence of Zhigao in the underworld.

There must be some rules to check and balance the ghosts in the underworld, such as the power on this door.

And he is a living person!

Who would have thought that a living person would dare to break into the underworld?

"That is to say, all the rules here are not applicable to me. In order to avoid the ghosts, it is better to let the vitality of the living leak out, so a layer of death is covered on the surface of the body.

So that's it, so that's it."

Jiang Qing carefully dispersed the death on his palm.

This time, he did not encounter any obstacles. With the help of his muscles, the door slowly opened, revealing a path leading to the hall.

He stepped into the Yama Hall.

In the darkness, Jiang Qing walked towards the interior of the hall step by step. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and stopped in front of the shadow.

There was a table on the side in front of him, and a chair in front of him. Jiang Qing immediately imagined the scene of King Yama sitting on this throne and deciding life and death.

He shook his head.

But when he looked at the throne again, his mind suddenly buzzed.

Then there was only one voice left in the whole world, sit on it, sit on it...

"Sit on it..." Jiang Qing began to repeat it in his mouth.

He looked completely bewitched, and his footsteps walked towards the throne step by step.

On the side in front of him, an old table stood quietly in the dim light, covered with thick dust, and it seemed that no one had touched it for a long time.

There were some magic tools and scrolls on the table, which looked solemn and solemn. Right in front of him, a huge throne stood majestically, inlaid with various gems, emitting a faint light. Even in such a dark environment, it was difficult to conceal its splendor.

Jiang Qing immediately had a scene of King Yama sitting on this throne, judging the life and death of all living beings in his mind.

It was a supreme authority that transcended the mundane world and controlled reincarnation and fate.

He shook his head and shook off these fantasies in his mind.

But when he looked at the throne again, his mind suddenly buzzed, and then, the whole world was left with only one voice, constantly echoing in his ears: "Sit on it, sit on it..."

"Sit on it..." Jiang Qing began to repeat it unconsciously.