Tang Su's mind raced, "Judge, there was an elder in my clan when I was alive, a member of the Xuanmen sect. He must have done something with my soul. It has nothing to do with me!"
Lord Yama, Judge: ...
The Lord of Hell said angrily, "Do you think all the Yama in the Hall are fools? You dare to speak nonsense in the underworld and try to deceive the world. You have no intention of repenting. Your crime is even more serious!"
"I will sentence you to the eighteenth level of hell as a slave!"
The faces of the wandering ghosts changed drastically. If ghosts could be frightened into fainting, they would pretend to be dead on the spot.
They have done more or less evil things in their lives, and coupled with the fact that they have escaped the judgment of the underworld, even if they are reborn as human beings in their next life, they will probably be destined to be miserable, poor and die early.
The greater possibility is that one will be reborn as an animal.
The animals endured hardship for hundreds of lifetimes and still had the chance to be reborn as humans. However, falling into the underworld and becoming a slave was completely different.
He will suffer all the tortures of the eighteen levels of hell one by one, and then be executed by the executioner. If he makes any mistake, he will be thrown into hell again to be punished. After the sentence is over, his soul will be scattered.
One day in heaven is one year on earth, and one hundred years in the underworld.
They will experience all kinds of torture and then disappear into the world, with no way to the afterlife.
The ghosts let out painful and miserable howls of collapse.
Lu Pan closed the Book of Life and Death without changing his expression and went to the underworld to be punished. There were many people who cried even more miserably. It had almost become a regular program in the underworld, and he was no longer surprised.
This is just the beginning! When you committed evil in your life, why didn't you think about the consequences of this?
Three days later, the special department held a celebration banquet.
Most of the tables at the party, which had just over a dozen people, were filled with expensive liquors from both home and abroad.
Lin Youde raised a glass of juice in one hand and said, "Our D Bureau has made great contributions this time. Everyone will be promoted and get a raise!"
"Brilliant leadership!"
“The leader is generous!”
Su Lianyi looked at the juices in front of several people. Many people who entered the Tao did not drink alcohol, and some even followed the rules and regulations. She now seriously suspected that her superiors knew this and that was why they placed all kinds of alcohol on the table.
"Everyone, drink as much as you can!" Lin Youde urged with tears in his eyes while taking a sip of juice.
Wu Lan frowned: "I don't drink alcohol. The smell of alcohol will fume the insects."
Jiang Yan also shook his head. "After the catastrophe, the stars will definitely change. I plan to observe the stars tonight. Drinking will only delay things."
Su Lianyi silently took a big gulp, thinking that it would be a fool not to take advantage of an opportunity.
I heard another piece of news at the party.
The second male lead Fang Zhiye was invited to Beijing to treat a political bigwig.
The boss's health was indeed not good. Fang Zhiye used the ancestral acupuncture method as usual, and the boss suddenly passed away after a few days.
When he reached that position, he was surrounded by many private doctors with superb medical skills. One of them was in the habit of recording the doctors' treatment methods. After learning that the big boss had passed away, he studied with many colleagues, discovered the secret of acupuncture, and reported it to the regulatory authorities.
The investigation found that Fang Zhiye had used acupuncture many times, and his patients all appeared to be recovering from their illness. Some people were not even on the verge of death, but were killed by a set of acupuncture methods.
Fang Zhiye was used to the "special effects" brought by acupuncture. Having tried unconventional methods, it was difficult for him to concentrate on studying.
The man was under investigation in a police station in Beijing and made a request, saying that he wanted to meet Su Qingyue.
Su Qingyue's body was with Tang Jun, and her soul had long since flown away to who knows where, so of course he couldn't see her.
Su Lianyi believes that the reason why Fang Zhiye didn’t collapse before was most likely related to his luck as the “second male lead”.
Although the second male lead is not as good as the male lead, he is still one of the protagonists.
Now that the heroine is dead, his luck will naturally fade away bit by bit.
The reason I heard this gossip was because of a witch doctor from Bureau D.
The big shot in the capital had nowhere to turn for help, so he even asked a witch doctor to perform a spell, but all the witch doctor could say was that his fate had come.
"Boss Gu, I'll leave the deputy director to you. We're leaving now."
After the party ended, Ling Wei supported Su Lianyi and gently placed her on the back seat of a luxury car.
Gu Zhan nodded and thanked him.
Ling Wei quickly waved her hands, "No thanks, no thanks!"
She quickly tightened the chain of her shirt, shrank her neck and hid her face.
She really doesn't want to be in this kind of social occasion again in her life!
Next time she'll just claim to be sick and avoid it. If all else fails, she'll just run away. She doesn't want to socialize anyway!
Woo woo woo.
In the car, Su Lianyi sensed the familiar scent of purple air. She half-opened her eyes in a daze and moved closer to the direction of the purple air.
"Gu Zhan?"
"Um."
"How much did you drink?" Gu Zhan asked in a muffled voice.
Su Lianyi didn't answer, but leaned forward, wrapped her arms tightly around his arms, and hooked her slender legs around the man's waist like an octopus, resting her head on his shoulder.
I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol or something else, but her bright little face flushed red, her lips as delicate as peach blossoms. She leaned close to the man's ear and exhaled, "Boyfriend, you smell so good."
A hint of the aroma of wine lingers at the tip of the nose.
The girl's hands were placed dishonestly on his chest, making gentle circles.
Gu Zhan stared at her sparkling and gently flickering eyes with heavy eyes, and it felt like a small hook was tickling his heart.
An unknown storm seemed to be brewing in his eyes.
"Fruit gin?"
Su Lianyi: ...
She wasn't completely drunk yet, but was it really okay to talk about alcohol at this time?
Is it because she is not charming enough?
Is it really that unattractive?
In anger, he replied dryly: "Yes."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the man beside her laugh, his chest trembled, and his eyes were filled with stars.
Gu Zhan pressed the button for the sunshade.
He put his arms around her waist and lowered his head.
She said in an inaudible voice, "Try it, my boyfriend."
The villa was pitch black, with moonlight filtering in faintly, casting a shadow on the man's face, bringing out a touch of elegance and dignity.
His movements were not as gentle as they looked.
The lights upstairs were also dark.
Su Lianyi breathed a sigh of relief. The underworld had been busy with large-scale trials of wandering souls recently. The Little Black and White Impermanence were called back to work overtime, while Li Qingxuan was pestered by those people from Bureau D, who kept asking him all kinds of questions, calling him Master Li and Grandmaster Qingxuan, which made him confused and feel elated.
"Don't be distracted."
Gu Zhan held her lower back, pressed her against the wall, and kissed the girl at the top of his heart over and over again.
His hand gradually moved from her waist to the hem of her clothes.
Su Lianyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, her breathing became heavier, and she felt itchy.
This was the first time she had experienced this kind of thing in her past life.
I originally thought that I would definitely be the one on top, but I didn't expect that just being hit on the waist would make me unable to stand steadily like a weak shrimp. I hung weakly on the man and let him half-carry me up to the second floor.
A woman who cultivates immortality will never admit defeat.
Su Lianyi muttered to herself and reached out to hook the man's belt.
Today, double cultivation!
She must eat this piece of fat meat completely!
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