Chapter 153: Infernal Hell
The originally majestic Black and White Impermanence now stood respectfully in front of him, bowing their heads and bowing to him.
No, he was not bowing to him, but to Feng Tianning behind him.
He turned around in disbelief, but saw that Feng Tianning had no expression on his face, just a cold "hmm".
The Black and White Impermanence seemed to have been pardoned. They hurriedly performed a complicated salute to Feng Tianning and then retreated, as if some ferocious beast was chasing them.
Zhang Pingjia approached Feng Tianning and said cautiously:
"Inspector Feng, what were they doing just now..."
He didn't dare to think about it, because that was the Black and White Impermanence!
Even gods of this level treat her with respect. What is Feng Tianning's true identity?
Feng Tianning did not answer him, but instead warned:
"Don't be afraid when the King of Hell interrogates you later. I've already told them everything I need to say a few days ago."
"They have already realized their mistakes. You just need to tell them how you want to deal with the City God and the County Magistrate."
Zhang Pingjia couldn't help but twitch his lips. How dare he make demands to the King of Hell?
Even if Feng Tianning has a prominent background, she can probably only scare the Black and White Impermanence at most. How could the King of Hell possibly listen to her?
He kept formulating in his mind, wondering how he could avoid hurting the King of Hell's face while allowing the King of Hell to punish the City God and the County Magistrate according to the law.
Soon, footsteps were heard outside.
Zhang Pingjia looked back and found that two men in complicated clothes walked in. He had a premonition that these two men must be the King of Hell.
He hurriedly imitated the Black and White Impermanence and bowed his head to Huang Zhongyong and Xuanming.
"Sorry for the long wait, sir."
Without waiting for Zhang Ping's family to react, they performed the same etiquette towards Feng Tianning.
"Sir, the two of us have brought Zhang Qijia's soul here."
Huang Zhongyong pulled Zhang Qijia in front of Feng Tianning and said:
"The City God and the County Magistrate are already outside awaiting trial. Your Excellency can summon them at any time."
Feng Tianning nodded at them and his eyes fell on Zhang Pingjia:
"Go ahead."
"Do whatever you want. You and your sister are the victims. I don't think the King of Hell will protect you."
Huang Zhongyong was sweating profusely, and with a wry smile, he placed his hand on Zhang Pingjia's shoulder:
"Little brother, we know you've been wronged."
"Don't worry, as long as you tell us, we will help you achieve any punishment you want."
Zhang Pingjia's brain was deprived of oxygen at this time and he had not yet reacted to what was happening.
How could it be possible that the King of Hell was so respectful to a twenty-something agent?
He was pushed dizzy in front of his sister Zhang Qijiajia by Huang Zhongyong.
"This is your sister. We took great pains to find her. Now you and your siblings can be reunited." Huang Zhongyong said with a smile.
Zhang Qijiajia's soul was secretly stuffed into the ninth level of hell, which is the oil pot hell, by the county magistrate.
She was not registered in the underworld and was thought to have been reincarnated. As soon as Feng Tianning left that day, all ten Yama Kings went out to look for Zhang Qijiajia. Fortunately, they found her at the last moment.
"elder brother……"
Zhang Qijia looked at her brother's thin face with a look of heartache, and said in a trembling voice:
"Brother, it's all my fault that I got you into trouble."
"When the gods punished you, they brought me nearby on purpose, wanting me to see you struggling to live and die for me."
Zhang Qijiajia blinked, but found that her tears had already dried up.
She choked and said:
"It's all my fault that you've offended the gods. Otherwise, you wouldn't have suffered so much."
Zhang Pingjia wanted to reach out and touch Zhang Qijiajia's head, but his hand went straight through.
Xuan Ming coughed lightly in embarrassment:
"She is already dead and is now in spirit form. This little brother is alive, so naturally he can't touch her."
Feng Tianning patted his shoulder soothingly. It seemed like a simple action, but the next moment, Zhang Pingjia's body suddenly became transparent.
He looked at his hand in disbelief, and when he put it on Zhang Qijiajia's head again, he was surprised to find that he could touch his sister.
"He was caned and wouldn't have survived more than seven days. I used my divine power to lock his soul."
Huang Zhongyong had cursed the City God a thousand times in his heart, and he wished he could rush out and beat them to death.
Not only did they shield the victim, but they also beat him up like this. They really have no chance of survival today.
Zhang Pingjia's face was filled with hatred at this moment, and his hands hanging by his side were clenched into fists.
"Let them in." He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
Xuanming waved his hand, and the City God and the County Magistrate, who were tied up with immortal ropes, flew in and landed at his feet in a mess.
They also saw the situation in the hall clearly at this moment, and knelt before Feng Tianning without saying anything and kowtowed to her:
"Sir, please spare us!"
"Yeah, we really don't dare to do that again!"
Feng Tianning glanced at Zhang Pingjia and motioned him to speak.
Zhang Pingjia didn't care about so many things at the moment. The pain of being beaten with the thorny court stick in the past seemed to come back to him again.
He kicked the City God and the County Magistrate down and stared at them coldly.
"You two, do you still remember me?"
The City God and the County Magistrate then noticed Zhang Ping's brother and sister standing next to them, and lowered their heads guiltily.
He kicked them hard several times, and seeing that they didn't react at all, he was about to continue fighting, but was stopped by Feng Tianning.
"They are gods, and they are no longer restricted by this kind of physical pain."
Zhang Pingjia paused with his raised hand. After a while, he turned back to look at Zhang Qijia and said:
"Xiaojia, what do you want to do with them?"
Zhang Qijia was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of something and said angrily:
"I remember that there are eighteen levels of hell in the underworld, each with different punishments. And below the eighteen levels is the Avici Hell, where the most heinous criminals are imprisoned, where they suffer eternally and cannot be reincarnated."
"It would be better to let them stay there for the rest of their lives, as a form of atonement."
Xuan Ming looked at Zhang Qijiajia with some surprise. Not many people knew about the Avici Hell. He didn't expect that this little girl would come to this place after only being in the underworld for a few days.
"Isn't it too cheap for them?" Zhang Pingjia frowned.
He had never heard of that place. Could it be more terrifying than the eighteen levels of hell?
Zhang Qijia shook his head and smiled bitterly:
"Brother, going there is like being stuck in a dilemma, neither living nor dying."
"When they first sent me to the underworld, I don't know what method they used to send me to the hell of endless suffering."
"There are not only the first eighteen levels of punishment, but also countless extremely vicious things."
"I don't know what kind of monsters they are. They tear at my soul, but always let go when I'm about to lose it, and they take pleasure in doing so."
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