Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"And the organ parts sold by these hawkers are all taken from the evil spirits suffering from the [-]th hell."

"The kid who has a grudge in his heart will work here until he saves enough money to buy his missing parts and put them in place. Only when the resentment in his heart is relieved can he be reincarnated."

Hei Wuchang said from the side: "Of course, there are also some little ghosts who have descendants and relatives in the world who burn paper, so that they can save enough money to buy organs faster and go to reincarnation earlier."

"So that's the case, thank you two officials."

Fu Kuan nodded thoughtfully and thanked the two of them.

Bai Wuchang nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "I think you can talk quite well, which is not bad."

Hei Wuchang chimed in and said, "Hehe, but it's not enough to just be able to talk, do you have money?"

Fu Kuan looked at himself, only a tattered white dress, so he could only smile wryly.

"Officer, do you look like I'm rich?"

Bai Wuchang's face immediately changed: "So you're a poor ghost! No matter how powerful you are in the world, the first generation of emperors, if you come to a place like the underworld, if you have no money, you will be a lowly poor ghost!"

Hei Wuchang even took out the mourning stick and slapped Fu Kuan on the back.

"Damn it, what can I say if I don't have money, don't waste my brother's time, move forward quickly!"

Fu Kuan could only continue to be pushed and pushed forward.

From time to time, black and white impermanence still has to scold or slap Fu Kuan twice.

Fu Kuan suddenly felt weird.

It turns out that in the underworld, you can't do without money, what nonsense!

Fu Kuan was pushed and shoved all the way, and he didn't know how long he walked.

The scene ahead has changed.

The streets of the ghost town were gone, replaced by an incomparably huge platform.

All kinds of complicated and weird characters are engraved on the edge of the high platform, which looks strangely beautiful.

There were many little ghosts watching from above, and there was a cry from time to time.

"Mother! The child is not filial!"

"You two elders, let me go back, I still have a wife and children to support! What would they do without me!"

"I hate my wise life, but I was secretly killed! I am not reconciled!"

All kinds of screams and howls of ghosts came.

Fu Kuan couldn't help but feel a little harsh.

Bai Wuchang behind him laughed and said, "Boy, we've arrived at Wangxiang Terrace, where you can see relatives and friends in the world, but it's just for the last time."

After finishing speaking, the two escorted Fu Kuan up to the Wangxiang Terrace.

Hei Wuchang kicked Fu Kuan with a smile and made him walk to the edge of Wangxiang Terrace.

"Boy, don't fall down. There is a bottomless river of Styx below. If you fall, you will be lost in nothingness forever. It will save you fishing."

Bai Wuchang immediately said: "You don't have a penny, you can only take a look here three times, and if you take a second look, you will take off your body organs to pay for it!"

"I understand."

Fu Kuan replied with a smile, and stood on the lookout platform.

I'm not dead yet, what can I see?

Could it be Tang Chuchu and the others?

Fu Kuan guessed in his heart, and looked up at the endless nothingness.

At first glance, what came into his sight turned out to be the endless vast land.

The land looks very wild, with all kinds of primeval forests and beasts.

There are many criss-crossing ravines forming rivers and rivers.

Although these rivers looked turbulent and dangerous, they never broke their banks and caused floods.

Fu Kuan felt a little strange and took a second look.

Then what he saw were people on a rough road, a group of people came out of the cave and lived on the plain.

They built thatched huts and learned to use fire to cook food.

Although the surrounding situation is still very dangerous, people unite and form villages.

We don't need to worry about survival.

Fu Kuan frowned slightly, and he seemed to vaguely understand what it was.

He blinked and took a third look.

At the third glance, what caught the eye was a dilapidated thatched cottage.

There is only one old woman working hard in the thatched hut, and she sighs from time to time.

"Sigh, I don't know what happened to Dayu's child? Nine years have passed, and I haven't seen him come back. Sigh..."

Fu Kuan could feel two lines of hot tears streaming down his eyes.

There is also an extremely sad emotion in my heart, and I seem to be very guilty.

Fu Kuan felt a little puzzled, this was not his emotion.

The name called by the old woman just now sounded.

"Da Yu..."

Fu Kuan's expression changed, and he suddenly understood something.

"Could it be that everything I see is from the perspective of Emperor Dayu after his death?"

There were no mirrors around, so Fu Kuan couldn't see his face.

But he is almost certain that everything he sees now is from the perspective of Emperor Dayu.

This is the scene of his entry into the underworld after death!

After understanding this, Fu Kuan couldn't help being shocked and puzzled.

I was clearly communicating with the Killing Blade, why did I see these scenes?

Fu Kuan could feel himself closing his eyes heavily, and took a deep breath to suppress the churning emotions in his chest.

Bai Wuchang behind urged: "Boy, I'm staring at you! If you dare to take a fourth look, you'll be in debt!"

Fu Kuan turned his head and said with a smile: "You two officials, I've finished reading."

Hei Wuchang seemed to be a bit regretful: "Tsk, Lao Bai, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have reminded him, we can still earn some extra money!"

"Yeah, lucky you kid!"

Bai Wuchang also reacted, and gave Fu Kuan a vicious look.

"Go and find the judge! Judge your karma in the world!"

The two pushed Fu Kuan and continued to walk forward.

All the way down the Wangxiang Terrace, a huge hall appeared in front of it.

Fu Kuan was shocked when he saw it, because the style of this hall was exactly the same as that of the Styx Turtle belly!
Absolutely the same, it can even be said that there is no difference!
The main hall is extremely huge, and there is a huge plaque hanging on the door, with the words "Judge's Mansion" written on it.

But the hall that Fu Kuan saw in the stomach of the Styx Turtle did not have this plaque.

"Did I make a mistake, in fact, the mansions of these underworld bosses all look similar?"

Fu Kuan couldn't help talking to himself.

Hei Wuchang behind him kicked him immediately.

"What are you mumbling about, go in!"

Even black and white impermanence is insignificant in front of the hall.

The two respectfully stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Both doors open automatically.

The faces of the two of them who were rascals and rascals suddenly disappeared.

He turned into a serious businessman, and even Bai Wuchang's three-foot-long red tongue was rolled up and swallowed by him.

"Report to the judge! Bring the soul of Emperor Dayu!"

Fu Kuan looked up, and saw that the hall in front of him was still different from the hall in the stomach of the Styx Turtle.

First of all, the carpet was dark purple, and on both sides of the carpet stood tall and strong evil spirits.

And at the end of the purple carpet is the judge on the high platform.

"Um……"

An incomparably majestic and thick voice sounded.