Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 11 Who is the ghost in the hall? He is suing me.

Who is speaking!
Zheng Que was startled and looked around hurriedly.

In the gray and vast hall, a cold wind was blowing, and black fog seemed to be rising, spreading the vision and making the surroundings chaotic.

The woman who was originally standing in the distance, at some point, knelt down on the open space under the altar, her whole body trembling violently.

"Sir, it's unfair!"

"Unjustly accused..."

Frightened and dull voices kept coming out of the woman's mouth.

Looking at this very abnormal scene, Zheng Que gradually came to his senses. It was this woman hanging there crying out for justice!

But what is going on?!

Aren’t “vengeful spirits” without intelligence?

A woman who is supposed to be without intelligence is suddenly crying out for justice here?
Thinking of this, Zheng Que asked tentatively, "What grievance have you suffered?"

His voice was like a muffled thunder, rumbling across the spacious hall, cold, dead silent, and without any emotion.

As soon as he said this, Zheng Que was stunned. His voice had changed!

Since entering the Dao, he had entered this dilapidated hall many times, but today was the first time he spoke here. Therefore, he had not noticed this abnormality before...

At this moment, the woman immediately replied in great panic: "I, I, I..."

After stuttering for a long time, the woman seemed to suddenly think of something and quickly said, "My Lord, I was captured by an evil cultivator and became his ghost servant."

"The evil cultivators are ruthless and cruel, and have no humanity. I, a common woman, am under their coercion. Even if I want to be kind, I am helpless."

"The 124 lives I hanged on the tree were all caused by that evil cultivator. I have nothing to do with them!"

"That evil cultivator also has a master who possesses profound magical powers and is also a heinous criminal!"

"Please, sir, help me. I am innocent!"

"I have never taken the initiative to kill anyone!"

"That master and disciple are the real villains. They should be thrown into the eighteen levels of hell, thrown into a frying pan, put into a steamer, hugged a copper pillar, walked on a mountain of knives, entered an iceberg, crushed by stones, pounded to death, and crucified..."

As he listened, Zheng Que's expression suddenly became very strange. Could the evil cultivator the other party was talking about be him?
He had indeed used the [Ghost Controlling Technique] to capture the other party, and he also had a powerful master...

But he had only just captured the man today, so what on earth did those 124 lives have to do with him?
In a frying pan? In a steamer? In a copper pillar?

Ok……

This woman came to him to protest her injustice, put the blame on him, and suggested that he torture himself...

How come the other party is so smart?
Thinking of this, Zheng Que suddenly understood two things.

First, in this dilapidated palace, not only are the voices different from those in reality, but even the appearance, aura, clothing, etc. should be completely different!

Otherwise, no matter how stupid this woman was, she wouldn't have asked him to throw himself into the frying pan...

Second, the underworld does not exist in this world, and this rumor must be false!
This dilapidated hall is most likely the long-vanished underworld. However, judging by the torn "Book of Life and Death" before him, with only nine pages remaining, and the dilapidated state of this hall, the underworld is practically non-existent now...

Besides, the woman before him who was seeking justice from him probably thought of him as the judge of the underworld...

Thinking quickly in his mind, Zheng Zheng immediately got into character and shouted angrily, "How dare you!" "You, a mere ghost, dare to deceive me. Your crime is even more serious!"

"The cultivator you're talking about is kind-hearted, magnanimous, and known for accumulating virtue and doing good deeds. He is truly pure gold and white jade."

"My eyes are sharp and I can see through everything. How can I allow a little wild ghost like you to frame me?"

"This kind of confusion between right and wrong is a heinous crime, a heinous crime filled with evil! You deserve to be thrown into the eighteen levels of hell, frying in oil, steaming in a steamer, hugging a copper pillar, walking on a mountain of knives, entering an iceberg, being crushed by stones, being pounded to death, and being crucified..."

Hearing this, the woman shuddered and kowtowed desperately, begging for mercy: "Sir! I will never dare to do it again!"

"Please, sir, please don't send me to hell. Please, sir, have mercy on me and give me a chance!"

"I will sincerely repent and never harm anyone again!"

Seeing the woman confessing her guilt quickly, Zheng Que remained calm. Of course, he couldn't really do anything to her.

After all, given the current situation in the underworld, he couldn't impose any substantial punishment.

Moreover, he has now practiced the [Ghost Controlling Technique]. Without this woman, he will have to catch another "ghost" again...

Thinking of this, Zheng Que spoke again: "I can give you a chance to make amends."

"The cultivator who captured you is kind-hearted and of high moral character, as pure as jade and chaste as pine. He possesses great fortune and a promising future."

"However, six days later, he will have a calamity..."

"You should assist that monk well and help him overcome his difficulties. If you can mend his ways and reform, your sentence will be reduced!"

"However, if that monk dies, you will not only be condemned to eternal damnation in the Eighteen Levels of Hell, but also thrown into an oil cauldron, steamed in a steamer, hugged by a copper pillar, walked on a mountain of knives, entered an iceberg, crushed by rocks, pounded to death, and crucified... and not a single one can be spared!"

"Are you willing to accept it?"

The woman immediately kowtowed in fear and trepidation, and said hurriedly: "I will obey your orders, sir! I thank you for your grace!"

As he spoke, Zheng Que noticed that the negative energy surging from his brow had been almost absorbed by the [Book of Life and Death]. Without hesitation, he took advantage of the fact that the woman was bowing her head on the ground, not daring to look up, and immediately used the [Ghost Controlling Technique] in secret, transforming it into a ray of blood light and absorbing it into his palm again.

The next moment, the surrounding scene began to turbulent like water waves. In the blink of an eye, the dilapidated palace faded away and the familiar house appeared in front of them.

The setting sun shone in through the window, casting long shadows on the ground. It was already afternoon.

Zheng Que looked around and after making sure there was nothing unusual, he opened his palm.

A ball of blood light immediately emerged from his palm and hovered in front of him.

In an instant, it transformed into a slender and graceful figure, appearing translucent under the skylight, with long hair loose, white clothes like frost, and standing in the air with a sinister look.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Zheng Cheng immediately noticed something unusual.

The yin energy on this woman's body is much stronger now than before she entered the underworld!

Moreover, the other party now seems to be not afraid of the sun at all!
At this moment, the female diao looked around and realized that this was no longer the underworld. Her crimson eyes immediately locked onto Zheng Que, and she said arrogantly and coldly, "In six days, you will face a great disaster."

"Only this aunt can save you."

"You ignorant human child, why don't you quickly prepare a hundred clean, living people to moisten your aunt's throat!"

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