Grandma Wang lowered her head and realized that her hair was down and she was wearing a long white cloth dress that she had never seen before, with a big word "Longevity" on the chest.
Grandma Wang shivered. Apart from the chills, she didn't feel any pain or numbness at all.
She was tortured by the gang of beggars earlier. They pinched and bit her like a starving ghost. The pain was so painful that she almost fainted several times.
But now, it really doesn’t hurt at all. What’s going on?
"Only dead people can't feel pain. Mrs. Wang, you are already dead."
Niutou's cold pronouncement reached Po Wang's ears again.
At this time, Mrs. Wang was really dumbfounded.
She stared blankly at the bull's head, then at the horse's face, and finally turned her gaze to Yan Jun sitting in the high hall.
"No, no, I can't die. How could I die? That blind man even said I would live to be seventy!"
Grandma Wang still didn't want to accept this fact. She cried and shook her head crazily, "Master Yama, brother with a bull head and a horse face, you must have arrested the wrong person. I don't deserve to die..."
The cold-faced Yan Jun sitting in the high hall slapped the gavel in his hand again.
"Quiet!" he said.
The powerful intimidation and evil spirit were continuously released. Wang Po was so frightened that she immediately shut her mouth and did not dare to make any sound.
Yan Jun picked up an account book in front of him and flipped through a few pages.
"Today, there is a Wang family in Zhangjia Hutong, Wanghai County, Qing'an County, Changhuai Prefecture, who was convicted of abducting women and children during his lifetime."
"Collaborating with Da Huang, Dao Scar and other bullies, they bullied the weak and committed crimes."
"As a result, many families were broken up and people were killed, and children were left homeless. Their sins were serious and their lives were shortened. They died today at the age of forty-two!"
After reading, Yan Jun raised his eyes from the account book in his hand and glanced at Wang Po underneath.
"The charges are all recorded, and there are no mistakes!" he said.
Wang Po was dumbfounded, her face was even whiter than the shroud on her body.
He keeps saying that he is not afraid of death every day, but if he is really dead, why do he feel so empty in his heart?
I don't dare to cry even if I want to, and I can't escape even if I want to. It seems that I have reached a dead end, and there is no luck or hope anymore.
Wang Po regretted it. She should not have been so stubborn with that sister if she had known she would die.
If you are not stubborn, you won’t be ruined by so many people, and you won’t die.
Wang Po opened her mouth and burst into tears.
In the hall, Yan Jun spoke again.
"The new soul is confirmed, bull head, where is the horse face?"
"My subordinates are here!"
The bull-headed horse came out of the queue with fists clasped in front of them, showing great respect.
"I order you to take two new souls, the Wang family, to go to the Tongue Pulling Hell and accept the punishment!"
The Prince of Hell took out a piece of command arrow and was about to throw it to the ground when Wang Po suddenly screamed.
"Prince of Hell, I am wronged, I am really wronged!" she said.
"You have done all the bad things, and you deserve it. Pull me down!" Yan Jun waved his hand, and the token in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
At the same time, the bull-headed and horse-faced beasts rushed over and caught Wang Po on one side and the other on the right.
Wang Po screamed: "I don't accept it, I don't accept it. I am not the mastermind. There are people above me, and they are the heinous ones."
"Master Yama, you caught me, but did you miss them?"
"If you miss them, and you arrest an old woman of mine and come over to be your scapegoat, then I won't be able to rest in peace."
"Even if I go to the 18th level of hell, pull out my tongue and put it in the frying pan, my resentment will not go away!" Wang Po screamed excitedly.
Niu Tou on the side shouted: "You are a bold newlywed, how dare you roar in court for being disrespectful to our Lord Yan? Let's go, I will take you to the mountains of swords and seas of fire first!"
Pulling and pulling, she picked up Wang Po and started to leave.
Grandma Wang stuck her butt out and struggled but refused to leave.
In the hall, Yan Jun raised his hand, "I have a clear sense of justice. Mrs. Wang, please tell me your grievances! If it is justified, I will uphold justice!"
Hearing this, the bull-headed horse-faced man let go of Wang Po, who quickly knelt down and kowtowed twice to Yan Jun in the hall.
"Master Yama, I am really unjust."
"I'm just an errand boy. The person who asked me to do this is called Brother Dahuang..."
In the following time, Mrs. Wang was like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, explaining extremely clearly how she and Brother Dahuang conducted those sinful transactions.
Even how much the commission will be drawn each time, what kind of goods are sent, and where to send them, Grandma Wang knows it clearly.
Yang Ruoqing, who was wearing a bull-head mask next to her, was shocked.
This grandma Wang has such a good memory. She remembers all these things so clearly.
"Such a cunning Wang family concealed the origin of rhubarb. What crime should he be guilty of?" Yan Jun suddenly shouted angrily from the hall.
Downstairs, Wang Po, who was kneeling on the ground, was so frightened that she trembled all over.
She quickly explained: "Master Yama, I really don't know the origin of Dahuang. I only know that he came from Qing'an County."
"The backer behind him is a big shot in Qing'an County,"
"Brother Dahuang accidentally let it slip once he was drunk. He didn't say anything else and no one dared to ask."
"Everything I said is true. Lord Yama, you have a very discerning eye. If you don't believe me, you can arrest Dahuang and come over. I dare to go to court with him!"
Seeing Po Wang's formation, she must have really been unable to squeeze out anything.
Yan Jun in the hall cast his inquiring eyes at the bull head below, as if asking where to perform next.
Yang Ruoqing secretly nodded towards Luo Fengtang.
Before Yan Jun could say anything, Wang Po cried again and begged: "Master Yan, please look at me for exposing so many bad guys to them, give me a lighter sentence and let me redeem my merits? Please?" !I kowtow to you!”
Wang Po began to kowtow again.
Lord Yan in the hall gave the order: "Okay, in that case, I will sentence you to go to Naihe Bridge and be reincarnated."
Wang Po was very happy when she heard this.
"Thank you Lord Yama. In my next life, I want to be reborn in a rich and powerful family and be a pretty young lady. I promise that I will eat fast, chant Buddha's name, not kill, and only do good deeds..."
Yan Jun said nothing, but Niu Tou beside Wang Po was already impatient.
"Why is there so much nonsense? Get up quickly and send you to reincarnation quickly!" She gave Wang Po a push.
Wang Po quickly got up, bumping her fart, and secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, she followed the bull-headed horse face and walked into the darkness ahead.
As soon as he got there, he was suddenly pushed hard from behind.
She fell forward, and a light suddenly lit up in front of her eyes.
Only then did she realize that she was back in her private room in the world of the world. Standing in front of her were the dozen beggars and homeless men from before.
Seeing Wang Po coming, their eyes flashed with excitement like wild beasts, and then they swarmed up and caught Wang Po.
Before Mrs. Wang could realize what was going on, she was pushed to the ground by these people and her journey of being tortured started all over again.
