Fengdu City, also known as Fengdu City, is the legendary underworld of the underworld and where people go after death.

Many living people were afraid of this other party, fearful, and were afraid of it, and they didn't even dare to talk about it. In their imagination, this should be a tall, majestic, hideous and terrifying Hu's huge city.

However, Duan Minghui, who was standing in front of Fengdu City, only saw a low and dilapidated city, similar to those small border towns in the Tianlong World he had seen.

"Is this Fengdu City?" He asked Nie Xiaoqian next to him in disbelief. He was sitting in the prison car now, and an officer dressed up as a man, Nie Xiaoqian was escorting him with several ghost soldiers.

There is no way, but this is not the case. Nie Xiaoqian, who is limited to his duties, cannot leave the forbidden area, and Duan Minghui alone is not good for walking in the underworld where ghosts are everywhere. Of course, if he wants to break through, with his immortal's strength, almost no one can stop him, but he came to Fengdu City to ask for help, and offending the senior management in this way is not worth it.

Fortunately, Duan Minghui played several world planes and didn't care about faces or anything else. Instead, he felt that it was also a very interesting and fresh experience when he returned to the prison van in the underworld. It also became the current scene.

"Didn't it be written in big words? Are you blind and can't see?" Nie Xiaoqian, who was beside him, had not had time to answer, but an unknowingly swearing man turned around and cursed Duan Minghui. As a mortal, he was riding a car, and he was a dignified underworld soldier, which was very angry. If Nie Xiaoqian, the centurion, had not followed closely, he would have "teached" Duan Minghui, a prisoner.

Nie Xiaoqian's face suddenly changed, and she looked at Duan Minghui worriedly, for fear that he would turn against him. Fortunately, Duan Minghui didn't care, and just said to himself: "It's really better to meet him than to be famous. Such a famous Fengdu City is so short and broken-"

"Do you still think that Fengdu City is broken? When you are sentenced to hell by Lord Cui and be punished, you will miss how good this short and broken Fengdu City is." The chariot-pulling ghost mocked with disdain.

"Just? Then, brother, after you escort me to Judge Cui later, you might as well wait a little longer to see what tragic consequences I was sentenced to, okay?" Duan Minghui said to the complaining ghost with a smile.

"Okay, wait, wait, I have to see if you can still smile!" The ghost soldier also tried to fight Duan Minghui and said with his neck straight, but wanted to pull Duan Minghui down Cui Juan faster, so he tried harder.

The group walked into the gate of Fengdu City. Duan Minghui saw a long queue at the gate of the city. Most of the people lined up with despair or numb new dead souls. They were still ghosts and could not be considered ghosts. There were also deaths in vain, deaths, or even nostalgic deaths in the world. They wanted to run back while the guards were not paying attention. After being caught up by the ghosts holding mourning sticks, they were beaten up, and they only made them cry and howl. Those who were honestly queuing laughed.

They who don’t have the courage to escape hate those who have the courage to escape even more. They were like this when they were alive, but now they are dead, and still do so.

Nie Xiaoqian and the others are official, so they don’t have to queue up and enter the city directly from the side door next to them. The new dead souls looked at them with unknown eyes.

Some of them have no great merits or great sins. If the conditions are met, they may become new ghost soldiers. If they want to become Yin soldiers, they need to have a kind of merit like Nie Xiaoqian. But those who truly have great merits either go to heaven to become heaven among the three paths, or are reincarnated and reborn and become rich and noble people in the world to enjoy their happiness, and they will not be in the underworld.

In the underworld, except for a very small number of great abilities, most of them are composed of these ordinary ghosts who were selected without any merits. This is also the main reason why the underworld has many Yin soldiers, but its strength is far less than that of the Heavenly Court.

When entering Fengdu City, Duan Minghui seized the time to watch it. This was a rare opportunity to understand the situation in the underworld. However, the city of Fengdu was similar to those small border towns he had seen in the living world. The streets were narrow and twists and turns, and patrolling ghost soldiers passed by from time to time. There were very few ghosts wandering around. However, it was strange that there were shops selling things on both sides of the street. Of course, the things sold were different from those in the living world. Some sold silver paper ingots, some sold incense, candles, paper horses, some sold shrines and coffins, and some sold ghosts and longevity merits.

Duan Minghui looked carefully all the way, but he saw that there were very few customers in these shops, and the currency they traded was also varied, or they were simply using the most primitive bartering.

"It seems that the development of this underworld is far behind that of the human world. No wonder it has never been able to become a climate." Duan Minghui said in his heart.

The group passed through the city and soon arrived at the yamen in the middle of the city. There were four big characters written on it, and the judge's yamen.

As soon as the group walked into the yamen, a servant came out to inquire about the situation. Nie Xiaoqian took out his military officer's waist card and told the officer the lines he had compiled before. It was nothing more than finding a wandering ghost who accidentally broke into her as a forbidden area, so she pushed her over to ask Cui Jue to deal with it.

Everything has its own rules, and the officers are not suspected of being cheated. They ordered the soldiers to hand over the prisoners to them and they could leave. Of course, Nie Xiaoqian, as the officer in charge, still needs to stay and report the case to Judge Cui.

Duan Minghui was escorted by the yamen runners and walked into the lobby with Nie Xiaoqian. In the lobby, a middle-aged official with black beard and beautiful beard was trying the new dead soul.

"... Zhang Qinshi, merit three, sin five, sins are greater than merit, and sentenced to work in the women's camp workshop for two years. After the merits and demerits were offset, they reincarnated and reincarnated in the ordinary family in the world. Next!" The beautiful bearded official flipped through the merit book in his hand and sentenced quickly. The servant next to him took the female ghost who was being sentenced to the court, and was about to bring a new dead soul. However, the judge Cui suddenly exclaimed, and looked at the direction where Duan Minghui was in the hall.

"Bring him up first!" Ms. Cui waved his hand and pointed at Duan Minghui and ordered the officers around him, with great majesty.

Duan Minghui took the initiative to walk into the lobby without waiting for the officer to come.

"Bold!" The officers on both sides wanted to call him when they saw this, but Cui Zong waved his hand and shouted back, "It's okay, retreat!"

Then he looked straight onto the stage, stood firmly in front of him and looked directly at him and bowed politely, "I don't know why the immortal pretended to be here?"

He is actually an immortal?!

The officers who just raised their sticks and tried to beat Duan Minghui were all shocked, and their foreheads couldn't help but feel sweat.

Logically speaking, as the subordinates of the underworld's important member, Judge Cui, they are also formal Yin Gods. In theory, their status is on par with ordinary immortals in the sky. But this is only theoretical.

In fact, the status of the gods in the heavenly court is far higher than that of the Yin God of the same level as the underworld. Even the highest commander of the underworld, the Ten Kings of Hell, is nominally accused of the Jade Emperor, the Lord of the Heavenly Court.

And for some reason, it has been a long time since the celestial immortal came to the underworld. There seems to be a big problem in the communication between the Heavenly Court and the Underworld. The situation is so serious that even those who are just low-level officials have heard of it. Now a celestial immortal suddenly came to the Underworld. Who knows if he came on behalf of the Heavenly Court? If so, it was the imperial envoy of the Heavenly Court, and it was not something that they could afford. How could they not be afraid of this?

"Haha, Lord Cui has a sharp eye, so I can see through my identity. I have met fellow Taoists in Shisong Mingxian." Duan Minghui laughed and clasped his fists at Judge Cui.

The little devil who had been trapped in with Duan Minghui before and sneaked in to see how he suffered, was so shocked that his chin was almost falling to the ground.
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