Please provide a witness. Who?
Everyone had a bright question mark on their forehead.
Using her right foot as the center, Ji Xiaoxiao extended her left foot and drew a Bagua (eight trigrams) on the ground. Her hands continuously made complex hand gestures, the profound movements dazzling those present.
"What's this?"
Those who kept staring at Ji Xiaoxiao seemed to witness a divine miracle.
Multicolored light bands emanated from Ji Xiaoxiao's body, waving in the air like octopus tentacles. The next moment, they plunged fiercely into the azure sky, pulling hard to both sides.
"He manipulates the way of heaven, transforms the two polarities, generates yin and yang, turns the universe around, responds to the amnesty decree, and the gates of hell appear."
Before long, an ancient gate appeared in the sky. The gate was carved with a hundred ghosts walking at night and the ten kings of hell, the figures vivid and lifelike.
When the gates to the underworld appeared, Ji Xiaoxiao stopped her hand gestures, put her right index and middle fingers into her mouth, bit down hard, and blood gushed from her fingertips.
Ji Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and drew a blood talisman in the air with her right hand. The initial inscription of the blood talisman was simple and easy. However, in the final stage of the blood talisman inscription, her spiritual power was greatly depleted and her blood was rapidly flowing out of her body. Ji Xiaoxiao forced out a drop of her essence blood to complete the blood talisman.
"Go." Ji Xiaoxiao struck the blood talisman against the door with a palm strike.
The blood talisman was pasted on the gate, and the gate opened with a loud bang, accompanied by a chilling aura and the eerie wailing of a hundred ghosts.
"Respectfully request the King of Hell, the Lord of the Fifth Court of the Ten Courts of Hell."
Ji Xiaoxiao crossed her arms in front of her chest and mumbled incantations.
About ten minutes later, the door opened wide, and a dark figure appeared in front of us.
"That is... Yama, the King of Hell."
Some people who had done all sorts of bad things turned deathly pale, were drenched in sweat, their clothes were soaked, their legs trembled, and when the wind blew, their legs went weak and they knelt down on the ground.
That is Yama, the King of Hell, who upholds justice and enforces the law.
"Who has come to see me, and what is the purpose of this visit?"
Yama, the King of Hell, was hidden in the thick white mist. He was roughly eight feet tall, and his face was indistinct, but he seemed majestic and imposing. However, just hearing his cold and ruthless voice was enough to send chills down one's spine and leave one feeling uneasy for a long time.
Ji Xiaoxiao exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "I, Xu Yu, have invited Lord Yama here today because of the drowning of my son, Zhan Xuanxian."
King Yama remained silent, so Ji Xiaoxiao continued, "This mortal begs Your Majesty King Yama to tell me who the killer of my son was."
King Yama, holding a book in his hands, listened to Ji Xiaoxiao's words and began to turn the pages. A minute or two later, King Yama found the page that recorded Zhan Xuanxian's life and death.
After a pause, Yama said, "Zhan Xuanxian was born in the thirty-second year of the Yuan Dynasty and died in the thirty-third year of the Yuan Dynasty. He died by drowning at less than a year old. He has now been reincarnated. In his next life, he will have a harmonious family, great wealth, and live to be a hundred years old."
"Waaaaah..."
The lingering emotions of the original owner caused Ji Xiaoxiao to cry incessantly.
After taking some time to calm herself down, Ji Xiaoxiao asked, "Who is the murderer?"
"His father is Zhan Feiyang," said Yama, "Do you still have any doubts?"
King Yama is entangled in worldly affairs; when he comes out, who knows how many wronged souls and wandering ghosts await him.
Ji Xiaoxiao bowed to Yama, who turned and disappeared on the other side of the gate. With Yama gone, Ji Xiaoxiao no longer wasted her energy and dissolved the gate.
The awe-inspiring scene faded, but the restless hearts of the crowd could not find peace.
Ji Xiaoxiao didn't care about their inner thoughts or their future consequences. She turned to Lu Jingsheng and said, "Lord Lu, do you have something to say?"
Lu Jingsheng was half-buried in the earth, and it wouldn't be long before he kicked the bucket. Having heard countless stories of good people being rewarded and bad people being punished since childhood, Lu Jingsheng, with his magnanimous spirit, simply laughed it off when he saw the real King of Hell. He lived a secluded life, never venturing out of his house, demonstrating through his actions that he wanted to be a homebody.
So Yama, the King of Hell, really does exist!
Lu Jingsheng thought for a moment, and since there is a King Yama, there must be eighteen levels of hell.
Eighteen levels of hell?
"Am I going to the eighteen hells?" Lu Jingsheng couldn't help but burst into tears.
In his youth, Lu Jingsheng was a loyal and patriotic man, full of fervor and righteousness. However, as he grew older, he became entangled in the ups and downs of officialdom and worldly temptations. He protected his wicked and dissolute descendants, embezzled disaster relief funds, and, for the sake of official position, power, and gold and silver, plotted against loyal ministers and generals, wiping out entire families and committing countless evil deeds.
Good and evil will eventually be rewarded; the cycle of karma is inevitable.
Lu Jingsheng's throat was dry. He swallowed and felt much better.
"No, no, Xu Yu is released without charge."
Ji Xiaoxiao could summon the King of Hell, so Lu Jingsheng dared not provoke this extraordinary person.
"What about Zhan Feiyang murdering his own son, Zhan Xuanxian?" Ji Xiaoxiao said "Oh."
"The evidence against Zhan Feiyang for murdering Zhan Xuanxian is conclusive, and he is sentenced to..."
"Lord Lu, you're being too decisive." Before Zhan Feiyang's father could even speak, the kind-hearted Liao Kongmin stood up for Zhan Feiyang and upheld justice.
Ji Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow, her eyes fixed on Liao Kongmin.
"Niece Xu, what's wrong with you?" Liao Kongmin asked Ji Xiaoxiao with a sense of fear.
"Lord Liao, do you not believe what Lord Yama said?" Ji Xiaoxiao said with interest. "How about I go to the trouble of asking Lord Yama to talk to you personally?"
Would Yama, the King of Hell, have a close talk with him?
No, I don't want to die!
Liao Kongmin forced an awkward smile, fell silent, and sat down properly.
Having subdued Liao Kongmin and Lu Jingsheng, only the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard remained in the joint trial.
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