Vol 3 Chapter 965: Cut Yan Luo! (six)

The wind of is still the same as before;
In fact, even if the warm wind of Yangzhou is moved here, it will be assimilated by the environment of in an instant.
The highest mountain in Hell is that Mount Tai, which was once the supreme symbol of power in the era of Fujun;
Of course, it is the same now, because the Bodhisattva built his temple there.
The second highest mountain in is Yinshan.
There is also a yin mountain in the yang, and there is also one in hell, but this yin mountain in is located in the middle and back of Huangquan Road. Standing on the mountain, you can see the Huangquan Road from the west to the lower side. The souls of the bridge.
It's like standing on the side of the Yangtze River and watching Dajiangdong go, in fact, it has a similar feeling.
In fact, at the beginning, Yinshan was higher than Mount Tai.
The first generation calmed down the turbulent years and established a system of rulership to rule hell, setting Taishan as the main court.
On that day, it was far away now.
On that day, the first generation took their place in Taishan, and created the heir house monarchy year, and performed the Zen in Taishan.
Simultaneously,
On that day,
A black monkey with all eyes and only purple eyes came to Yinshan. With a fist, he crossed the head of Yinshan and directly cut the highest mountain of to the second highest.
Years are like a shuttle,
The first generation has already become the past, and even the purple golden monkey has entered the final end under the watch of King Qin Guang.
But Yinshan, the area that was flattened back then, was covered with a palace, which had no owners.
Rumor has it that when the Ten Temples Yanlu established the Yin Division, the Yanlus had planned to build a temple in Yinshan, which would be used as a magic field for the Bodhisattva.
Then imitate the behavior of the monkey of the early generation, and cut off Taishan's two ends, turning Yinshan into the highest peak of hell.
Perhaps this is the game of power.
Today, you cut off a piece;
Tomorrow, he cut another layer.
The Dizang Bodhisattva refused and personally built a small temple on Mount Tai to live.
In this palace, it is naturally impossible for anyone else to dare to live in. However, there are usually some ghost repairs or official officers who come here to rest here, a little bit of it as a temporary resort.
Xu is because when it was built, it was indeed very hard, and transplanted a lot of colored vegetation that is rare in hell, which is regarded as a rare "flower cluster" in hell.
At this moment,
In a pavilion on the northwest side of the palace,
Two judges with yellow belts around their waists were sitting there eating wine,
In the forest outside the pavilion, three dancers are dancing.
Hell’s entertainment life is indeed not rich, but it’s not that people here don’t know how to enjoy it, but it’s because of the flower world in the sun, I have experienced this experience, many things are really like the past, when you are Older, it doesn't matter when you have experienced much, or when you have died as a ghost for many years.
A pot of wine and a plate of side dishes.
The two judges enjoyed themselves.
The order of the yinji, from bottom to top, is internship ghost ghost, ghost ghost, head arrest, inspection, judge, and king.
In contrast to the official system of Yangjian, the King of Dazang is equivalent to the supreme ruler. Although the curtain is placed, everyone knows who is the real core and person of the Yinsi.
Ting listen is a bit like the feeling of the chief of Si Lijian, responsible for listening to all the trends.
The law enforcement team is similar to Jin Yiwei.
The Ten Temples are the ten prince kings who guard all aspects of the hell. The judges are official officials, and the seven-color belts correspond from seven ranks to one rank;
The inspection is equivalent to the county lieutenant, that is, the county's public security bureau, followed by the head arrest and ghost mission.
The internship is similar to the contract workers in Yangyang, and is similar to the militia that had not been clearly established in the past.
Can't afford to be called the gold medal inspection, it is one of the most beautiful in the inspection, it seems not very expensive.
But be aware that if the Bodhisattva King is not out of the temple, the ten halls of the Yanlu are basically invisible. Although there are many judges, they are still considered to be "less than enough" in the whole hell. One person is really not bad.
It's a bit like the director of the public security in the strongest city in the country. This status and the future are obvious.
These two yellow-belt judges are considered to have entered a level of quality, but to be honest, they are in a very embarrassing position. The following people look at you as beautiful, but the above does not take you seriously.
Both of them were jinshi from the late Qing Dynasty,
One had bad luck and died on the road when he was released;
One who studied in the Hanlin Academy was originally a noble person. After all, the Hanlin Academy is a good place for seniority, but after several years of studying, he also died of illness.
The similarity of fate makes two people become friends in hell. When they are okay, they always like to drink and chat here.
The two of them limped or missed nothing on the officialdom of the Yang world. In the underworld, they are actually inseparable. In terms of actual authority, they may be better than the red belts of the key departments.
The state of work is often a cup of tea and a bag of cigarettes, and a report to see the day.
On the contrary, when they get together, it is more in line with their pursuit in spiritual life.
Over the past few decades, the two have written too many poems, but they are all like the first emperor Qianlong when they were in the sun. They can’t wait to write a day, but they can be classics... .
But the two continued to enjoy it.
Drunk,
Obviously not intoxicating,
But I have to pretend that I am already a little bit,
Raise your head,
Squinting,
Looking at the blood moon in the sky.
"The moon in is just like the moon without the sun. It has been a model for thousands of years.
It won't bend, it won't become crippled, it won't darken, it won't become round. "
"You're wrong. It's obviously a little round. It's not as big as before. It's not as bright as before."
A year and a half ago,
A man came to hell,
Shouted the blood moon from heaven,
Slashed into the Song Emperor City.
The two judges looked at each other and laughed together.
Because now when I meet some colleagues in the Emperor Song Dynasty, they now look up and look at the blood moon hanging on it, they still hate their teeth.
Of course,
While hating,
Mixed with indescribable fear,
after all,
In this world, people in the last month are like Jiang Zhi crucian carp, but few people really have that qualification to be smashed by the moon.
The two laughed enough,
They took out pen, ink, paper and inkstones in preparation for poetry.
It doesn't matter what kind of poems are written. Over the years, no matter what the title of the poem is, it has been written, and now it is nothing more than random play.
but,
At this moment,
One person picked up the brush and suddenly pointed to the path on the mountainside,
Road:
"Hey, there's still a moon appreciation there."
The companion also looked in the direction of the finger,
Yinshan is very tall, but they are well-informed, as judges, even if they are no longer in power, but at least they have some skills.
Even across the distance,
Also see clearly
On the trail,
A man dressed in a pop dress is standing there,
Looking up at the moon.
"He looks quite serious."
"Yeah, it's fascinating."
Because there is no clear owner of this palace on the Yinshan, naturally no one comes here to guard it.
But because it is close to Huangquan Road, it is also the end of Huangquan Road, so there is a post here, where there are thousands of ghosts and hundreds of heads.
While supervising Huangquan Road, he was also responsible for assisting defense at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.
Ordinary sneaky people are naturally impossible to come here, at least, they have to be judges, or they want to come in to know some big figures and have some face-to-face inspections.
"Somewhat raw."
"I have never seen it."
The is very big, the one in the main city of the yin is one by one, but there are ten ones below, although now, there are only nine left.
You know, because people have different personalities, sometimes one of the judges of Yan Luo may not know each other, let alone other judges of His Royal Highness.
and so,
do not know,
Also considered normal.
"He has watched it for a long time."
"It's been a while, and I have studied all the ink."
The two stopped paying attention to that one and began to write poetry.
After the poem was written,
They exchanged and tasted each other,
The two cooperated with each other so that they could touch each other's sorrows,
Under some commercial blows,
Are very happy.
then,
One of the judges looked at the mountainside again~EbookFREE.me~ Look, he is still standing there. "
"No, still watching the moon."
"This is addictive."
"Yeah, I don't know. What's so good about this hell's moon? It's better to look for the opportunity to return to the sun to see the moon in the sun."
"Hey!!!!!!!!"
One of the judges shouted.
"What do you call him?"
"Shout, look, he looks at us, hello!!!!!!"
"Oh, call him for a drink?"
"That's what you mean, call it."
"Hey!!!!!! If you look at the moon again, the moon will not come down. You might as well come up and drink with us......"
The shout stopped abruptly,
In dumbfounded by the two yellow-belt judges,
The blood moon in the sky suddenly shuddered,
Then with a little eagerness,
With a little anticipation,
With a little tweaking,
With a little bit of refusal to welcome,
Can't wait with a bit,
No matter what you bring,
The body always starts to fall very honestly!
this moment,
The Quartet of Hell was shocked,
Because someone will look up inadvertently,
Gaze.
Then blinked, I felt something was missing,
Then, afterwards, I suddenly realized,
The moon is gone!
"Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom!!!!!!"
Emperor Song City, which has just completed half of the restoration work, sounded the alarm bell representing an emergency,
An old inquisitor with only a residual soul in the upper body stood on the head of the city holding a gong and drum while knocking and shouting exhaustedly:
"It's terrible, the moon is down again!"
now,
A person,
A month,
Is going all the way west.
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