Six Worlds Small Hotel [System]

The black mist became clearer and clearer, until finally it completely condensed into three people.

The one in the middle is of medium stature, wearing an ancient red official robe and a black gauze cap, his facial features cannot be seen clearly, he can only tell that his face is very young, but there is a faint sense of majesty that does not match his appearance.

The two people on both sides are tall and strong, protecting him like bodyguards. Looking carefully, those two people seem to be paper?

The three of them were floating without touching their feet, and slowly floated towards them. When they came to the front, the ghost in the big red robe shook his pale hands, and the two paper wrestlers burst into flames, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. up.

It was only when he got closer that he saw the face of the visitor. It was a young man with red lips and a white face, with a long life lock on his neck. Seeing Li Hangzhi at the door, he opened his mouth and asked, "Is this the Sun Moon Inn?"

When he opened his mouth, the corners of his mouth were cracked to the ears, which looked a little scary.

Fortunately, Li Hangzhi has been with ghosts for a long time, and he has calmed down in the face of this level of fright: "Yes, it is Cui Ming who dare to ask my lord?"

Xiaosheng nodded, and replied imposingly: "It's the official."

At that moment, the coercion on his body suddenly intensified, causing the mortal Li Hangzhi to unconsciously have an impulse to surrender——

Unexpectedly, before he could be convinced, Kui Qing and Qian Ling both appeared behind the boss at the same time, and at the same time, the evil and monster aura surged to the sky, forcing back the ghostly aura of the ghost official Xiaosheng.

Li Hangzhi's clothes were blown up by the arrogance of both sides, revealing a large section of his surprisingly white and slender waist.

Kui Qing was standing right behind him, a little dazed when his eyes fell on the beautiful lines.

Xiaosheng: ...What a strong cultivation base!

Qian Ling smiled and said: "Master Cui, please, we have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Heh, little judge, do you want to come to our Sun Moon Inn to play tricks?I don't even look to see if this is a dragon's pond or a tiger's lair, but I'm actually blindly releasing coercion and bluffing people, so be careful to offend...

Eh?

I saw that Mr. Kuiqing, who was still imposing just now, suddenly shifted his attention, and inexplicably withdrew his body's evil spirit without saying a word, and made an unimaginable move. He raised his hand and stretched it towards Li Hangzhi's waist , and pressed his raised hem well.

Li Hangzhi & Qianling:? ? ?

Li Hangzhi was terrified from the cold: "Lord Kuiqing, what are you doing..."

Kuiqing said coldly: "Exposed, indecent."

Li Hangzhi: ...

God is so indecent, he is not showing his ass!

Kuiqing stuffed his clothes indiscriminately, and then fell silent contentedly. Under the extremely thick foundation, the roots of his ears were slightly red, but of course no one at the scene could tell.

Then, he gave Xiaosheng a cold look, and said, "You, don't make trouble."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a icy-cold and sharp sword qi slammed at the guest's feet, and the wind from it made half of his body numb.Some kind of instinctive fear seemed to be blown to the bone from that gust of wind.

Cui Ming: Trembling.

Damn, he saw it, this inn is not easy to mess with!

Li Hangzhi stopped in surprise: "Kuiqing, calm down, this is our honored guest."

After Kui Qing showed off her muscles, she didn't make another sound when she saw that the purpose of deterrence was achieved. She turned around and returned to the evil sword, ignoring them.

Li Hangzhi looked at the young man, already looking pitiful and calm, he felt sympathetic in his heart, and hurriedly greeted him enthusiastically, inviting him in.

In order to calm him down, he even burned a cup of incense ash tea and handed it to Cui Ming: "Your Majesty, please use tea."

Cui Ming took it tremblingly, the warm temperature finally dispelled the coldness just now, "Thank you, boss. Just now, what was that just now?"

"Our security staff is a bit grumpy, but don't worry, it's very well behaved."

Cui Ming said weakly: "Boss, you can consider making a safety reminder QAQ..."

Li Hangzhi nodded sincerely: "Next time, we must hang up a warm announcement."

I didn't think too much about it before, but the evil spirit sword was out of control after all, so he had to quickly draw up an accommodation notice, one of which was that he must never provoke the man with heavy make-up living on the first floor...

Qian Ling laughed sullenly, thinking that now he knew he was ignorant, right?When you come to Sun Moon Inn, there is no official score to speak of!Because we are all bigger than you!

"Come and register your identity." Qian Ling took out the instruction manual of Sun Moon Inn from the drawer.

After checking his identity and confirming that he was indeed a guest, Qian Ling asked him to pay a deposit.Cui Ming is currently the oldest guest in the hotel, more than 700 years old, he doesn't take this ghostly deposit seriously.

And the way he delivered it was also very special. He didn't touch the scanning paper, but turned into a thick brush with black ink on the tip. He flicked it lightly, and a drop of ink fell onto the paper. superior.

[Deposit paid: 10 Ghost Fingers]

After ten mouthfuls were taken out, Cui Ming put away the pen without any pain, it can be seen that there is plenty of ghost energy in his body.

"I want to stay here for ten days, please arrange a room with a black and white TV." Cui Ming said, "I must be able to watch domestic and foreign news channels."

Li Hangzhi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the last time Yite Island came here, he also liked to watch the news, it seems that the ghost messengers are very worried about the country and the people.

"By the way, is there a courier in these two days?"

"Yes, wait a moment." Li Hangzhi raised his foot and was about to go back to the dormitory to pick it up, when he suddenly remembered that there was something very important to do, so he stopped in his tracks.

"Your Majesty, a few ghosts came to visit yesterday and said that you must meet them when you come."

Cui Ming was very interested: "Ghost people?"

God, he has been dead for more than 700 years, could it be an old friend?

He was from Fengdu before his death, so this time he went on a business trip, he specially chose to visit Fengdu. After all, his next mission will be away for a long time, going to an unknown distant place, and he doesn't know when he will come back.

"If you're free tonight, I'll call them over?" Li Hangzhi asked.

Cui Ming: "Not busy, call here."

With approval, Li Hangzhi wrote the birth date of the beheaded ghost on the yellow paper, and then set it on fire.

But within 10 minutes, those ghosts arrived.

Cui Ming thought he was his partner, and was drinking tea leisurely, but he saw six pitiful ghosts who seemed to have gone through untold hardships, as soon as they came in, they couldn't wait to kneel down at his feet.

Because he was too excited, the ghost who was holding his head in his hand lost his touch, and the ghost's head rolled to the ground and rolled under his big red robe.

"Hey, my head!"

The ghost screamed in horror, but its body hesitated, not knowing whether it should step forward to pick up the head.

Because Cui Ming is not an ordinary ghost messenger, he has a deterrent force, especially in front of the ghost clan, they are instinctively afraid of approaching him.The ghost underneath was so frightened that he was about to cry.

Cui Ming straightened his face and put on a majestic expression—this is his professional instinct. As a judge, he must be serious in front of the ghosts, and he must not be foolish.

But what didn't match his body language was that he bent down condescendingly, picked up the crying ghost head, and handed it back.

The ghosts were so moved that they could no longer hold back their excitement, and shouted: "My lord, please make the decision for us!"

Among the judges, Cui Ming's qualifications are still very young, and this is the first time he has encountered such a thing, no matter how well he pretended on the surface, he was a little uneasy at this time, and frowned, "Why don't you talk about the grievance below? The justice of the underworld is fair, and you will never bend the law for personal gain, and if you are so out of order, it will actually affect your own reincarnation."

The ghosts looked at each other, they died for the first time, how could they know this.

"We, we really... really can't willingly let the murderer who killed us go!"

Although they are not fierce ghosts, they have a lot of grievances, and they can even break free from the dying place and chase the murderer thousands of miles away.It can be seen that it is difficult to enter reincarnation. It is very difficult for such ghosts to be saved. They will either be forcibly taken away, or escape the pursuit of ghosts, or become ghosts, or slowly disappear with time, and their souls will be separated.

Cui Ming naturally thought of this too, pondered for a while, and said, "Okay. Then tell me what the grievance is."

The ghosts were so excited that they started chattering, Cui Ming flicked the brush in his hand, and said sternly, "Tell me one by one, you come first!"

The ghost head was the first to be accused, his eyes were red, and he began to tell his deeds during his lifetime.

"The man who killed me was called Wang Ting. I had a good relationship with him and was his tutor. He was from a good family, but it has gradually declined in recent years. Later, I found out that he was involved in money laundering. After repeated persuasion, he refused to listen. Break with me. Worried that I would call the police, he used excuses to lure me to his house to kill me, cut off my head, and put all the corpses in the freezer."

Because his physical body was restrained, he still felt the bone-chilling coldness even though his soul had been transformed. He was tortured for a month before the incident became known and he was rescued in that small freezer by the police who heard the news.

And the second person to die was one of the policemen.After the pursuit started, Wang Ting was caught once, but he was very skilled, so he grabbed the weapon and killed the policeman.And because the policeman had cursed him to die before his death, he cut off his tongue in the end.

After being contaminated with two lives, this Wang Ting seemed to be covered by a law called "cruelty". Without repentance, he committed several murders one after another.

Moreover, the subsequent murders were even more cruel, and the victims were tortured for a long time before they died.It's an out-and-out anti-social personality.

The last victim was the worst, and he was almost killed by him, but he had a heart attack, and he died within two blows, so he escaped unharmed, but the body was chopped into several pieces to vent his anger. That ghost is all broken.

After hearing the stories of these ghosts, Li Hangzhi felt pain and hatred in his heart, and almost shed tears.Qian Ling couldn't help cursing: "Scumbag! Our demon clan often dies in one fell swoop when we seek revenge. Who would intentionally torture us?"

"I beg your lord to be the master!"

The ghosts shouted in unison.

Judge Cui's face sank like water: "How do you want to decide?"

"Let him suffer at once as we suffer!"

Judge Cui: "Since ancient times, no one with such a fate has been an ordinary person. Let me check his past life."

It turned out that Wang Ting's previous life experience was completely opposite. He was actually a generation of famous doctors who held a scalpel and hung a pot to help the world. Merit, after all, can't protect him for too long.

"His merit is still ten years away. Within ten years, you will not be able to touch him." Judge Cui said seriously, "It's a pity, but there are rules for revenge."

The ghost let out an extremely aggrieved devil cry in an instant, and his eyes were uncontrollably shedding crimson tears of blood.

Li Hangzhi was also unwilling: "...Ten years, he can still be free for ten years! Aren't you a judge who claims to be fair? How can you let such an unfair thing go?"

Judge Cui said solemnly: "Justice, of course, means that merits and demerits must be discussed dialectically, and they are inseparable. The merits he made in his previous life could have been accumulated, and in another life, he would be rich and powerful, even famous all over the world, and a leader." Fate, but he committed suicide, ten years later, not only will he use up his merits, but he may also have to be imprisoned in Abi, and suffer from the fire for a hundred years."

Even so, the ghosts still feel extremely disappointed and unwilling, how can they reincarnate with peace of mind if they don't see their enemies being punished with their own eyes.

But Cui Ming changed the subject and said, "But since you are petitioning, it's not like I can't make the decision."

"My lord?!" Everyone looked at him.

The red-robed young man with red lips and white teeth smiled coldly, "Everyone, take care."

As he spoke, he waved his pale hands, and his office tools—a merit book and a judge's pen—appeared in front of him.

Cui Ming yelled, the merit book opened by itself, flipped through the pages quickly, and finally stopped on one of the pages, on which Wang Ting's name was impressively written, and densely packed with life stories, but covered in a cloud of black mist, the handwriting No one can see the content except him.

He made a "tearing" movement. The paper was not rotten, but just tore out Wang Ting's name and birth date. Then he held it in his palm and said to the air, "Bring him here."

This order spilled out of the inn with a gust of wind, and a moment later, there was a strange movement outside, like the rustling sound of paper strips being swung.

Immediately afterwards, two tall and strong paper figurines floated in, escorting a ghost. The paper figurines had rough facial features, with one crying and one smiling, which looked a bit gloomy.

The ghost they were escorting one to the left and the other to the right was that Wang Ting, who was panicked and puzzled.

As soon as he appeared, the victimized ghosts immediately boiled and screamed in rage, wishing to go over and bite him to pieces.

"It's him, it's him!"

Wang Ting also saw the face killed by him, among them the ghost head was staring at him with blood red eyes, and all the others were staring at him, and immediately wanted to run away in fright, but the two paper warriors held him immobile. .

"Lord Cui, the prisoner has been brought here." The paper figurine replied respectfully.

"Kneel down!" Cui Ming's voice was so full of deterrence that it echoed.

With an order, the paper figurine exerted pressure, and Wang Ting was forced to kneel down, not to him, but to the ghost he brutally killed.

Wang Ting was kowtowed dozens of times before he was allowed to raise his head.

The ghosts said: "Not enough, not enough!"

Still can't solve the hatred in their hearts!

Cui Ming signaled them to be calm, and then asked, "Wang Ting, are you convicted?"

Wang Ting was escorted all the way and was forced to kowtow by paper figurines. At this time, he was shocked and angry: "Who are you? Who are you?!"

"My official is Magistrate Cui of the underworld, who specializes in judging the dead."

"I'm not dead yet! I'm not dead yet!" Wang Ting struggled endlessly, and the paper figurine pressed him down again.

"You are not dead, but what you have done has enraged the underworld. It just so happens that I pass by this place. Although I can't really do justice for the sky, but if I don't teach you a lesson, it will be difficult to appease the wrath of the ghosts."

Cui Ming opened the merit book and read out the evil things he had committed in this life. Only then did he realize that it was not the first time he had killed someone. He had already murdered a classmate when he was 14 years old. The drug killed the other party, and what is even more pitiful is that the little boy died without knowing that he was poisoned, and even the police also ruled it as accidental ingestion.

Wang Ting was horrified to hear about this old case. Back then, he used the track to deceive the police, and used money and power to get rid of some doubts. He thought he had concealed it from the world and no one knew about it. Chu.

"No, no, I, I didn't do it..." He denied it in a panic, but obviously it could only be in vain.

Cui Ming snorted coldly, raised his hand, and a dark wind blew up. In the next moment, the scene of Sun Moon Inn suddenly turned into a black city with flying flames.Countless sinful souls mourned and cried in it, wanting to escape from the scorching fire of karma, but they were locked up by seductive ropes, or were skinned and sucked blood, or were hacked and stabbed to pieces.

It's just a fantasy, and everyone feels trembling from the depths of their souls.

"This is an endless hell. The sins you committed during your lifetime will definitely be repaid after you die! Based on what you have done in previous lives, you will be imprisoned and punished for a hundred years in this life!"

Wang Ting was scared out of his wits: "No... I have meritorious virtues, I shouldn't suffer this crime..."

"So you still have ten years of probation," Cui Ming snorted coldly, "but you are so vicious, you really shouldn't wait that long."

Cui Ming ordered Lishi to bet on him, and held the judge's pen. At this time, the black ink on the tip of the pen turned red, and suddenly flicked it, and a red streak fell on Wang Ting's face.

"what--"

The ink splashed on the face turned into shocking welts!

This is not an ordinary whipping, this is a punishment that directly hits the soul body. Once the whip is applied, the pain caused by the whip is not covered by the body and is magnified several times.

Wang Ting screamed, his voice could be described as shocking.

"I was wrong!" he exclaimed.

Cui Ming squinted his eyes: "The heart is not sincere, and I have not sincerely repented."

As he spoke, he whipped another whip, which hit the limbs, corresponding to the dismembered parts of the victim.

In the entire Sun Moon Inn, there are only ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The six ghosts watched with cold eyes, but they calmed down a lot of anger.

But at the third whip, Kui Qing walked out with a sullen face, the atmosphere of the scene froze for a moment, and everyone looked at him.

Cui Ming paused the hand holding the pen, and looked at him with some trepidation, fearing that he would protect the evil spirit.

"Noisy." Kui Qing glared at the crowd.

Wang Ting has been tortured by whipping, but he still feels that he seems to be the most terrifying, but hearing his words, hope is kindled in the bottom of his heart, thinking that he will stop this criminal law.

Cui Ming may seem a bit timid, but he never hesitated to carry out the task. Although he was afraid of him, he still mustered up his courage and said, "My lord, law enforcement in the underworld has always been privileged in the Six Realms. Ghosts, gods and monsters are not allowed to interfere at will. Please allow us to finish the sentence."

Kui Qing was expressionless, and he didn't seem to be angry, "How many whips do you want?"

Cui Ming glanced at Wang Ting, and said in a stern and selfless voice, "Seven times a day for seven days, as well as ice torture and water torture, one by one to deal with the sins he committed during his lifetime, until all the ghost people who were killed are calmed down."

Wang Ting shivered.

Kuiqing: "Does it mean how many more days will we fight?"

Li Hangzhi pulled him: "Hush, bear with me, the judge will eliminate harm for the people." Not to mention those ghosts, Li Hangzhi felt that this would calm his anger when he saw the news.If it wasn't too supernatural, he wanted to film the whole scene and broadcast it live on the local forum, so as to make the same grievances happy.

Kuiqing narrowed his eyes, and said slowly: "I just feel noisy, and I don't intend to stop it, but it's not a solution to be so noisy——"

He looked at Wang Ting who was kneeling, his eyes showed impatience and cruelty, and his hand slowly raised, shining blue-white light.

Wang Ting trembled instinctively. If it wasn't for the paper wrestler pressing him all the time, he might lose his soul.He was even more frightened than when he was whipped just now, "Forgive, spare!!"

Kui Qing was indifferent, and swiped the knife down neatly.

Wang Ting's ghostly crying and wolf howling suddenly stopped, as if he was stuck, and then he only opened his mouth to cry, but no crying sound was heard.

A tongue and some broken tissues flew out of his mouth and fell in front of the headless ghost.

Wang Ting: Me, my tongue!

Wooooooah, can't make a sound, he, he can't speak!

"The trouble is over," Kui Qing sneered, "I heard that you like to cut other people's tongues, so I will cut yours too."

As he spoke, he looked around, Shi Shiran withdrew the bluish-white light in his hand, and patted off a layer of black ash.

The soul-like tongue on the ground was still trembling slightly.

Cui Ming stared at the thing in cold sweat, tremblingly said: "This knife..."

Although he gave whipping just now and warned Wang Ting that he would go to Abi Hell to receive punishment after death, but no matter what kind of punishment, there is a time limit. As long as he suffers all punishments, his soul and body are still intact, and he can re-enter reincarnation. human.

But Kuiqing's knife cannot be recovered at all, it directly caused indelible damage, Wang Ting's soul will never speak again for eternity, and will always be dumb!

It sounds miserable, but those souls who were persecuted felt relieved like never before, and even knelt before the evil sword unconsciously: "Thank you, my lord, for making the decision for us!"

Kuiqing was a little confused. Seeing that Li Hangzhi didn't mean to blame himself, he asked, "Are you happy?"

Li Hangzhi: "Not bad."

"Then this seat continues?"

Wang Ting:! ! !

He was almost scared to death in the form of a soul body, he has been unable to speak out for eternity, if there is another knife, the soul body is damaged, and he is afraid that he will be wiped out.

"No." Li Hangzhi shook his head.

When everyone thought it was him who couldn't bear it and was benevolent, Li Hangzhi added: "It's too cheap to destroy him directly. He must endure the pain of hell for a hundred years. If he does evil again, it's up to you."

Wang Ting: ...