The snow under the dim light seems to have a soul, and different people see different moods in it.

Suddenly, a furious roar erupted, "Where are you, you wicked spirit? State your name at once!"

Jiang Yue slowly woke up and found herself lying on pebbles. It was dark all around, but not so dark that she couldn't see her own hand in front of her face. Suddenly, a burly man with a deathly pale face, wearing a black robe and a black hat, and holding a long jade tablet, said to her, "Where are you, evil spirit? Quickly state your name and stand before the Mirror of Retribution to determine your good and evil."

Jiang Yue looked up and saw a tall platform standing in the mist not far ahead. It was about ten feet high, and on the platform was a huge bronze mirror hanging to the east. Above the bronze mirror were seven characters that read: "No good people stand before the Mirror of Karma".

Just as her gaze fell upon the Mirror of Retribution, the Mirror of Retribution suddenly disappeared, replaced by a road, a red road, vast expanses of blood-red.

A white figure slowly walked towards her amidst the fiery red. She rubbed her eyes, only to find that the white figure was actually facing away from her. The long white robe flowed across the brilliant red, and the black hair was also extremely long. A cold wind blew, blowing the white robe and black hair wildly, and she suddenly shivered.

"I told you you'd never win." Suddenly, a soft, mocking voice seemed to come from all directions, hazy and indistinct, sometimes near, sometimes far.

She ran forward, trying to catch the white figure walking ahead, but no matter how fast she ran, she couldn't catch up; the white figure was always ahead of her.

"What you've wanted all your life, you've never gotten in the end." The voice rang out again, drifting and elusive, as if coming from the heavens.

"Look, how beautifully the red spider lilies bloom, just like the resentment in your heart. But what can you do? You are ultimately a loser, forever suppressed by me, and will never get what you want."

Jiang Yue suddenly felt that everything in sight had turned into vast expanses of fiery red, leafless flowers. Legend has it that there is a flower on the road to the underworld called the Guide Flower, whose flowers and leaves never meet, and which bloom all over the road to the underworld.

In the sea of ​​flowers, vast expanses of red, as red as blood and as red as fire, bloom in full glory, stretching from her eyes to the point where she could no longer see. A long road extends from her feet, as if it would never end.

"Wah..." Suddenly, a baby's cry pierced the sky, extremely shrill. Jiang Yue was so frightened that she fell to the ground. The white figure in front of her slowly turned her head, holding a baby in her arms. Half of her face was covered by black hair, leaving only half of her pale face visible.

"You!" Jiang Yue pointed a trembling finger at the white figure as she saw half a face. "Second Sister?"

The white figure slowly raised its head. The moment it did, Jiang Yue collapsed and retreated, crying out, "Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

"I have no older sister, nor am I your second sister. I am just a lonely soul who has been lingering on the road to the underworld with my son and is unwilling to reincarnate. Do you know how long I have been waiting for you here? Ten years, ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. In the end, I have finally waited for you. Do you know what this Mirror of Retribution is for?" The white figure slowly approached, and Jiang Yue retreated step by step, looking in horror at the woman opposite her who was dressed in white, with disheveled hair, and holding a baby in her arms.

"There are no good people before the Mirror of Retribution. I thank Heaven for its justice and humanity for its compassion, which prevented my son and me from dying with our eyes wide open in disgrace."

The sound was elusive, sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes to the east, sometimes to the west; it was impossible to discern where the sound came from.

"Jiang Ying, the ten-year period has come to an end. Reincarnate." Suddenly, the person who had just appeared, with a deathly pale face, black hair, and a jade tablet in hand, reappeared and said sternly to Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying sighed deeply, "My only regret in this life is being related to you by blood. I wish we would never meet again in the next life." Her voice was long and hollow, echoing in my ears.

The echo still lingered, but the figure had vanished, replaced by a man in a purple robe with wide, angry eyes. The man pursed his lips and remained silent. Behind him appeared a group of people, all with deathly pale faces, fierce and menacing expressions, wearing black gauze hats and black robes, each with a large "evil" character on its chest.

This group of people came up to Jiang Yue and used their powerful clubs to pin her down. "The evil spirit Jiang Yue was born at the beginning of the year 29 of Jian'an. Her lifespan has ended. She has been sent to the Mirror of Retribution to reflect her evil deeds in her previous life. Her karmic fire is raging. We respectfully request the Envoy of Punishment to determine her punishment for her next life."

"Bring him up." The deep voice of the Executioner made Jiang Yue's heart skip a beat. She saw that the Executioner did not move, but a trial table appeared behind him. The words "Bright Mirror Hangs High" were hung on the trial table, and several silence signs stood on both sides.

The Envoy of Punishment flicked his purple robe and sat high above, with two rows of ghostly guards below him saying in unison, "Kneel!"

Before she could react, she was forcibly forced to kneel on the ground.

The envoy flipped through the book on the table, slammed the gavel, and declared, "I, the envoy, will sentence Jiang Yue according to the King of Hell's decree of 'Four Nos and Four Nos.' The Four Nos are disloyalty, filial impiety, fraternal disloyalty, and untrustworthiness; the Four Nos are rudeness, injustice, dishonesty, and shamelessness." He pointed at Jiang Yue, "She harbored jealousy and scheming, murdered her own siblings, betrayed her sisterly affections, causing her father to bury his son, and causing much grief to others. This is considered unfilial, fraternal, and untrustworthy. She entangled herself with her brother-in-law, betrayed her own sister, causing Zhao Chonghou's family to be destroyed, and robbed Song Tianhe of his lifelong glory and the lives of her parents. This is considered rudeness, injustice, and shamelessness, the ten heinous crimes. She is sentenced to be punished on the Evil Execution Platform, to spend a thousand years in the eighteen levels of hell, and after her term expires, to return to the mortal world as an animal."

After saying this, he slammed the gavel down, and a fat ghost messenger took a piece of paper, walked up to Jiang Yue, and said condescendingly, "Sign here. The cause and effect will be settled on the Three Lives Stone. Evil will be punished and good will be rewarded. The time for retribution has come, and there is no way to shirk it."

Without waiting for Jiang Yue's reaction, he flipped his hand over, grabbed an inkpad, pressed it onto Jiang Yue's hand, patted the paper, and sighed deeply, "Coming and going, going and coming, coming and going, coming and going, why bother?"

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