Chapter 113 Chen Huangpi, your incident has been exposed

Chapter 113 Chen Huangpi, your incident has been exposed

Chapter 113 Chen Huangpi, your incident has been exposed

Rumble…

The corpse of Yama was actually pulled down from the dragon throne by Chen Huangpi.

It really feels like an ant trying to shake Mount Tai.

Yan Luo's body was not stiff.

After being pulled down from the dragon throne by Chen Huangpi, it fell to the ground beside it.

That is to say, there is no dust in this hall.

Otherwise, the momentum created by its huge body falling down would be more than just a gust of wind.

Fortunately, nothing else happened.

Chen Huangpi stood on the dragon throne, looking down at the countless ghost officials below, feeling as if he was standing on the top of a mountain, overlooking all the other mountains.

He even had an illusion.

It seemed as if as soon as he gave an order, countless ghost officials would obey his orders.

Fortunately, after going through many things, his mind is extremely firm.

Of course I know this is just an illusion.

And won't indulge in it.

The brass oil lamp said, "Chen Huangpi, what are you doing sitting on the dragon chair? Hurry up and get up."

"How dare you, Huang Er, scold me?"

Chen Huangpi was furious: "I snatched this throne with my own hands. What? Do you want to play the trick of rotating the throne and let it be my turn this year?"

"Someone, take this Huang Er out and kill him!"

"I think you are crazy!"

The brass oil lamp shouted, "Didn't you notice that the dragon throne has become smaller? You are sitting on it, blocking the way back to the human world. This thing is evil, get up quickly!"

As soon as these words came out.

Chen Huangpi's face changed drastically.

Only then did he realize that the huge dragon throne beneath him had become very small at some point.

It was so small that he could sit on it perfectly.

Indescribable comfort.

And there is a temptation that is difficult to describe in words.

It makes people reluctant to move their butts.

No, it's really hard to move.

Chen Huangpi only felt that his butt was sucked onto the dragon throne, as if it was becoming one with it.

This time, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

"I won't sit anymore, I won't sit anymore..."

As he said this, Chen Huangpi screamed, suppressed his reluctance, grabbed the armrests of the dragon throne with both hands, and stood up from the dragon throne abruptly.

"Huang Er, there is something wrong with this dragon throne. It's a big problem!"

"fart!"

The brass lamp sat on the dragon throne and said angrily: "This dragon throne belongs to me. Don't I know if there are any problems with it? Moreover, you called me by my name directly. It is simply treasonous and you deserve to die!"

"Come here, quickly drag Chen Huangpi out and behead him in public!"

But there was no one there.

There is only a ghost in this hall, but he has been dead for many years.

I can't move at all.

Chen Huangpi's eyes were filled with anger. He went up and grabbed the brass oil lamp by the head and pulled it down: "Give me back my throne!"

"That's mine!"

The brass oil lamp hugged the dragon throne tightly and shouted: "My dragon throne, my treasure, I will die on this dragon throne."

"Master, Huang Er, you guys..."

The soul-seeking ghost could no longer bear to watch, and said earnestly: "Haven't you discovered that this dragon throne has the ability to bewitch people?"

"The corpse of Yama sat on it, and it became like an empty shell."

"How long can you sit here? I'm afraid your blood and flesh will be sucked dry in a moment!"

"This dragon throne is evil!"

The soul-seeking ghost saw the problem with the dragon throne and could not help but shout, "Master, quickly pull Huang Er down, you can't sit on this dragon throne!"

The voice just fell.

Chen Huangpi forcibly pulled the brass oil lamp off the dragon throne.

He used up all his strength.

He couldn't help but take several steps back.

Now, the one closest to the dragon throne became the ghost that was seeking death.

A hint of intoxication flashed in the latter's dark red eyes.

Then when he came to his senses, he was already sitting on the dragon throne.

"Let me come!"

The soul-seeking ghost said majestically: "I am the son of Yama. One of you is a lamp, and the other is not even a human. How dare you compete with me for the throne!"

"Someone is coming..."

"receive!"

Chen Huangpi slapped the Soul-Catching Book.

Before the soul-seeking ghost could finish his words, he immediately turned uncontrollably into a ray of faint light and drilled into the Book of Souls.

"Master, I..."

The soul-seeking ghost was shocked and said, "Don't look at the dragon throne, don't look at it!"

How could Chen Huangpi dare to go and see it?

At this moment, he had his back to the dragon throne, feeling extremely terrified.

That dragon throne is so weird.

As long as you get close to it and take a few glances, you will be immediately affected by it.

Even with his extremely steadfast mind, he was completely unable to resist.

"The dragon throne belongs to me!"

The brass oil lamp yelled, "Let me go, let me go, ah... my eyes..."

"Chen Huangpi, why are you sticking my eyes in? It hurts me so much."

"I, I, dog-foot I!"

Chen Huangpi punched the brass oil lamp three times, making it dizzy and then it regained consciousness.

What follows is fear.

"Alas!!"

The brass oil lamp shrank into Chen Huangpi's arms and screamed, "That dragon chair is so evil, so weird. I am the Nine Nether God Lamp, the most evil and sinister, and it can actually bewitch my mind."

"Chen Huangpi, do you see the way back to the human world?"

The dragon throne cannot be touched or looked at.

Otherwise you will be affected by it.

But the way back to the human world is on the dragon throne. If there is no solution, then this road will be a dead end.

Chen Huangpi said with a bitter face: "I was so busy calling myself the emperor that I didn't have time to see if there was a way."

"Ah ghost, what about you?"

"Master, I feel the same way."

"let me see!"

The brass oil lamp said, "I didn't see it just now, but if you catch me now, I'll take a look. If my mind is shaken, you can hit me hard. I don't want to stay in this damn place and be a dog-foot emperor!"

Although power tastes wonderful.

It makes people intoxicated and attracts people.

But the freedom of the human world makes the brass oil lamp more intoxicated.

Chen Huangpi believed in the brass oil lamp, so he held the lamp tightly with both hands, letting his head grow longer, and opened his eyes to see clearly.

"My dragon throne..."

“Ahhhh! Eyes, eyes…”

"Did you see it?"

"As soon as I looked at the dragon throne, there was nothing else in my eyes. If it happens again, I will definitely see it clearly."

"My dragon throne..."

"Come again..."

"..."

"Huang Er?"

Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "Why don't you speak? Did I crush your throat bone?"

"Chen Huangpi..."

The brass oil lamp chattered its teeth and said in horror, "If I told you that Yama's corpse had crawled up and was alive, would you believe it?"

"what?"

Chen Huangpi subconsciously turned his head to look.

Then he saw that the corpse of Yama, who had been pulled off the dragon throne by him and was lying on the ground, was actually crawling towards the dragon throne.

Yama's corpse was extremely huge.

After the three emperors, Chen Huangpi, Huangtong Oil Lamp and Soul-Calling Ghost, sat on the Dragon Throne, it was no longer as huge as before. Compared with the huge body of Yama, it looked pitifully small.

but……

When the fingers of Yama's corpse touched the dragon throne.

The dragon throne suddenly grew larger.

The headless corpse of Yama, wearing a black crown with a four-clawed real dragon embroidered on it, slowly sat on the dragon throne under the trembling gaze of Chen Huangpi.

next second...

The entire Yama Hall immediately became brightly lit.

The pale green ghost fire suddenly ignited.

The ghost officials in the left and right rows, whose heads had also been chopped off, all began to tremble.

Then, one by one, they all leaned forward. Although they had no heads, Chen Huangpi could feel that these ghost officials must have leaned forward with their heads at this moment.

"run!!!"

Chen Huang was terrified and his hair stood on end.

Without hesitation, he turned around and ran.

The brass oil lamp was so frightening that it burned all the oil in its body.

The golden light instantly filled the entire hall.

"Escape Divine Light!"

A golden sun rushed to the door of Yama Palace in the blink of an eye.

Inside the main hall, on the dragon throne, the throat of the headless Yama's corpse moved a few times.

Then a gloomy and dead voice sounded: "The prisoner Chen Huangpi, dared to trespass into the Yama Palace and disrespected the king. Where is the wandering god day and night, and where is the ghost messenger of the dead? Why don't you arrest him quickly!"

The words fell to the ground.

Chen Huangpi had no time to react.

I immediately felt shackles around my neck and iron chains wrapped around my hands.

The Taoist robe he was wearing also turned into a white prison uniform.

"Contract owner!"

When the soul-seeking ghost saw this scene, he immediately crawled out of the Book of Souls.

It realized what was going to happen and wanted to stop it.

But a whip was used to hit him hard.

"what!!!!"

When the ghost was hit by the whip, its huge body immediately shrank by three points.

The wandering gods day and night and the ghost messenger of impermanence each grabbed one of Chen Huangpi's arms, instantly pulled him out of the divine light of escape, and dragged him into the Hall of Yama.

"Huang Er, save me!"

"Chen Huangpi!"

The brass oil lamp's eyes were bloodshot and he rushed forward like a madman.

But there was a loud bang.

The door of the hall closed instantly, and no matter how hard it tried, it could not open the door.

"Ah ghost! What are those ghosts going to do to Chen Huangpi?"

"Sentence..."

The soul-seeking ghost said in despair: "Then, you will be thrown into the eighteen levels of hell and will never be reborn."

……

In the eerie hall.

The headless Yama sat on the dragon throne, with countless ghost officials on his left and right.

The gods roamed around day and night, and the ghost messenger of death escorted Chen Huangpi forward.

As for his cultivation, it was all suppressed by the shackles on his body and the chains on his hands, leaving him no room to use his skills at all.

Maybe he was scared.

Maybe he realized something was wrong.

Chen Huangpi couldn't help but yell, "It's unfair, it's unfair!"

The headless Yama said, "I am the Yama of the Seventh Palace, guarding the City of Wrongful Death for Emperor Yin. You have trespassed here without permission and dared to commit crimes. You are still crying out for injustice, but don't you know that your death is imminent!"

Chen Huangpi said, "Yanluo Wang, I am just a child. I am ignorant and I don't know the laws of the netherworld. As the saying goes, ignorance is not a sin. Punishing without teaching is cruelty. Are you also so cruel?"

The headless Yama said indifferently: "Where is the judge?"

From the row of ghost messengers on the right, the judge in his official robes and holding a book came out. He first bowed to the headless Yama, then scolded Chen Huangpi, "You little brat, you have a sharp tongue!"

"Don't you know that in the underworld, ignorance is also a great sin?"

As he said this, the judge opened the book and said, "Tell me your name!"

"My name is Huang Er."

"How dare you! You used someone else's name. Everything you did in your life is clearly recorded in this soul-stealing book."

The judge was holding the Book of Souls, and he said, "Chen's name is Huangpi, and he lives in the Jingxian Temple on Yuqiong Mountain. He is a Taoist boy but he doesn't know the laws of the netherworld, so his crime is even more serious."

"Huh? Your place of origin is not listed in the Soul-Catching Book?"

"Strange! Weird!"

The more the judge read the Book of Souls, the more he felt something was wrong, and at the end he began to tremble uncontrollably and slammed the book shut.

Then, he said in an unbelievable tone: "Your Majesty, this Chen Huangpi actually lived for 17,600 years, and he was dead for 18,000 years, which adds up to more than 30,000 years."

"All living things are born before they die."

"He actually came the other way around!"

"I know!!"

Chen Huangpi quickly explained: "Master Judge, I was a dead egg before, and then I successfully hatched. Also, you must have miscalculated my age. I am only nine years old. Well, I should be twelve years old now. A twelve-year-old child is still a child."

"I have never been to school or read books. I am from the mountains. You can't wrongly accuse me!"

"quiet!"

The headless Yama said coldly: "How many sins has Chen Huangpi committed in his 30,000 years of life?"

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(End of this chapter)