Chapter 562: Ask witness Su Mianmian to apply for underground assistance.
Hu Yingying felt that she had grasped everyone's mentality, and even had a bit of pride on her face.
She agreed to cooperate with Hu Yaoyao because she was afraid of being killed by Hu Yaoyao and because she saw the convenience of cooperation. Hu Yaoyao's charm could help her get ahead in the entertainment industry, and she was a dual soul. Even if the Taoist priests knew that she had problems, they would not be able to kill her directly because they were afraid of the cause and effect.
The judge looked at Hu Yingying, was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Okay, since the defendant has such a request, we can only do it."
Hu Yingying was stunned.
[Ah, it feels like the judge's expression is saying: I have never seen such a shameless request.] [Hahaha, Hu Yingying was stunned. Was she afraid that what she said would come true?] [Wuwuwu, I don't want to think about it this time. I just want to know if I can go to the scene next time? Will the audience support me with Yin-Yang eyes?] Mianmian listened to what the judge said and tilted her head to think.
The reason why she had not taken action against Hu Yingying was because the contract would bind their souls together. Even if she found a way, she still wanted Yang Xian to avenge Maomao personally.
Now the judge said there is a way to let everyone see that there are two souls in Hu Yingying's body, but what should be done next after seeing the two souls?
There's still no way to punish them.
While Mianmian was thinking, Taoist Qingxu blinked at her.
Then the judge said, "Please ask witness Su Mianmian to apply for underground assistance."
Underground assistance!
After hearing this, Mianmian understood.
It must be Qingxu's idea to ask Uncle Cui and the others to come and help. But if Uncle Cui and the others had a way to deal with Hu Yaoyao, they would have done it long ago. You know, Uncle Zhong's job is to catch demons and ghosts that cause trouble in the mortal world. Anyone who uses souls to do bad things is under the jurisdiction of Uncle Zhong Kui.
But Hu Yaoyao killed so many people, and Uncle Zhong Kui never took action. There must be a reason.
Noticing that everyone was looking at her, Mianmian felt a little embarrassed.
But she still did as the judge said and started writing letters to Uncle Cui in the underworld.
In the letter, she explained what happened and asked Uncle Cui to come up and help.
I originally thought that Uncle Cui would not come, but as soon as the letter was sent out, the temperature in the entire venue suddenly dropped.
The audience shivered and hunched their necks: "Why didn't anyone say that the temperature would drop so suddenly during the trial?"
"It's October, autumn has arrived, and I was afraid that the air conditioner would turn on inside, so I wore a thin coat, but the air conditioner didn't turn on. What's going on now?"
"Didn't you two hear what the judge said? We applied for underground assistance... Who else can we have under us?"
While the discussion was going on, netizens were also discussing it online. Who else can help from the underground? No one else but the ghosts and gods in the underworld! Didn’t the little aunt say before? She can ask the ghost messenger to help take the evil ghosts to the underworld. This time, it must be the ghost messenger who came, right? Netizens felt more and more sorry.
They couldn't see what the little aunt was holding just now, and now that the little aunt has asked the ghost to come up, they probably still can't see it. What a loss! I must go to the scene next time, otherwise watching the live broadcast is really not that interesting!
As everyone was waiting, the light on the judgement stand suddenly became dim.
The big screens at the scene and in the live broadcast room flashed at the same time. After the flashing, the judge's bench was suddenly filled with "people". Around Mian Mian, four tall men in ancient robes suddenly surrounded her.
There were ten people sitting at the same table with the judge.
Each of them wore a crown that only an ancient emperor could wear, and their robes were also very retro. Most importantly, the expressions on their faces were uniformly eerie and terrifying, their eyes wide open, and they stared at Hu Yingying.
The four people around Mianmian are: a handsome scholar with a white face and red clothes, wearing red clothes and holding a pen in his hand. One is wearing purple clothes and holding a sword in his hand, with a fierce face that makes people scared. Another is wearing green clothes and has a happy face, as if saying that harmony brings wealth. The last one is wearing blue clothes and has a gentle expression.
In addition to these, standing next to the police maintaining order in the venue are the Minotaur and the Horse-faced Man, the Black and White Impermanence, one black and one white, wearing tall hats, and a few others, a total of ten of them, who are the Ten Yin Marshals.
The big screen at the scene was shaking.
Originally, this kind of large screen is used by on-site staff to control the camera and project the images.
But now, the staff saw terrifying ghosts and gods that they could never see under normal circumstances. Their hands were shaking like a sieve, and the joysticks in their hands were almost broken by them.
The images in the live broadcast room were basically synchronized with the large screen on site. For a moment, all major social software were boiling.
[Oh my god, I saw it. Are these the four judges and ten ghost commanders of the Ten Courts of Hell?] [In ancient times, Bao Gong tried Guo at night. Now, the human and ghost worlds are trying the fox demon together, right?] [Wuwuwu, Lord Hell, please take me away later, mom, I’m scared! Lord Hell really looks scary.] Mianmian never thought that after she sent a letter, so many ghosts and gods would come.
The little girl, not knowing what was going on, reached out and pulled at her Uncle Cui's robe.
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Before he could say anything, he was picked up by his Uncle Cui.
Cui Yu, who was a cold-faced judge just now, now has a gentle look in his eyes: "What's wrong, Mianmian? We are all here. Are you scared?"
The camera turns to Cui Yu.
He was born handsome, with a slim figure, and was extremely beautiful in his red robe. Once he took off his cold face and became gentle, a man with such appearance would be fatal to any woman.
The ladies in the live broadcast room and at the scene were all mesmerized by Cui Yu's face.
I'm not afraid of a handsome man being cold, I'm afraid of a handsome man suddenly smiling and breaking the ice! That kind of sudden tenderness is the root of what makes people feel itchy.
[I really want to take a screenshot, but why did you tell me that this live broadcast cannot be recorded or screenshot? ] [One of my foreign netizens asked me what happened, why he suddenly couldn’t watch the live broadcast... Is this live broadcast blocked from foreigners? ] [Is this a live broadcast room that only belongs to us Dragon people? ] "A little bit, Mianmian is just too surprised." Mianmian was held in Cui Yu's arms, frowning, "Uncle Cui also knows about Hu Yaoyao's matter, it's not easy to solve it, right?"
Cui Yu nodded slightly: "Of course it's not easy to solve, but we have our own evidence, so let's show it to the mortals."
The existence of the underworld is no secret now. The Supernatural Management Bureau had already informed the underworld before setting up this court.
Mianmian couldn't come out during those days, so Taoist Qingxu took care of the ventilation.
To be honest, without Mianmian, even if Taoist Qingxu was an accomplished master, it would have been extremely difficult for him to contact the underworld, and it was only with the help of a ghost messenger that they were able to get in touch with them.
(End of this chapter)