The Second Hall, according to the Chujiang Emperor's calendar, on the first day of the third month, the Great Hell of Living, also known as the Clothes Stripping Pavilion, the Cold Hell of Ice, was set up in addition to the Sixteen Small Prisons. Those who injure people's limbs, steal, or kill in the world of the living would be pushed into this prison and sent to the Sixteen Small Prisons to suffer. When the time limit was over, they would be transferred to the Third Hall, and their punishment would be increased.
King Chujiang's way of doing things was much more ruthless than King Qinguang's. He also heard about the ghost servants collecting telekinesis among the people. Although a small Luoshan City wouldn't affect the income of the Underworld Worship Hall, he couldn't open this door. Otherwise, every ghost cultivator would be like this in the future and cheat the people's telekinesis away. The ten Hall Masters of the Underworld wouldn't have any telekinesis to use.
"Greetings, Second Hall Master!"
Meng Po was flattered to be summoned by the Second Hall Master. This was because the Second Hall Master, King Chujiang, was usually very arrogant and wouldn't easily speak to others. He didn't care about a small figure like Meng Po at all. There must be a reason for him to suddenly summon her today.
"I've heard about the evil ghosts disturbing the people. Go and deal with it."
The Second Hall Master was really direct. He didn't ask anything and just told Meng Po to deal with it. However, the problem was that Meng Po's Cultivation wasn't as high as the ghost servants. She would just be sending herself to death if she went. Also, the Great Yin servants weren't allowed to leave the Underworld casually or they would be punished.
"Take it!"
Just as Meng Po was at a loss, the Second Hall Master, King Chujiang, threw her a cloth bag. This cloth bag looked ordinary, but it was very heavy. Meng Po didn't catch it properly and was pressed to the ground. Although Meng Po looked old, she was a Great Yin servant known for her strength. She could even swing such a heavy snake-headed walking stick freely. How could she not catch a cloth bag?
The reason was simple. The cloth bag contained something amazing. This kind of thing definitely didn't exist in the mortal world. It only existed in the Underworld.
"Black Cloud Sand!"
Meng Po lay on the ground and opened the sack to take a look. Her two murky old eyes immediately lit up. That's right, the thing inside was Black Cloud Sand.
The Second Hall Master, King Chujiang, was in charge of the Sixteen Lesser Hells. Among them were the Black Cloud Sand Minor Hell, the Five Prongs Minor Hell, the Pus and Blood Minor Hell, the Copper Axe Minor Hell, and so on. Each grain of sand was very heavy. If the Second Palace Master had not applied force to the sack, Meng Po would have been smashed to death. After being smashed to death, their flesh and blood would be sucked away by the Black Cloud Sand, and even a spirit body would not be able to resist it.
"Second Hall Master, this …"
Granny Meng was quite shocked. After all, the Black Cloud Sand was an important treasure of the Underworld. This thing couldn't be casually brought to the world of the living. It would be terrible if Emperor Yanluo found out about it.
"Cut the crap. I told you to do it. Do it well."
King Chu Jiang's face fell, scaring Meng Po so much that she didn't dare to speak. He nodded his head in agreement and left with the Black Cloud Sand.
"Wait!"
Just as Meng Po was about to leave, she heard the Second Palace Master's shout. She was so frightened that she quickly stopped, afraid that she had done something wrong again.
"Pass by my tenth brother's side. Don't let anyone know."
Hearing this, Meng Po felt much more at ease. It turned out that the Second Hall Master was not the only one involved. The Tenth Hall Master was also involved. The Tenth Palace Master was the Chakravarti King. He was in charge of determining levels and allocating reincarnation quotas. Although he didn't set up his own little hell, he had quite a bit of authority. Furthermore, his business was directly linked to Granny Meng.
Some ghosts had already passed the previous checks and were fine. Or, they had enough trouble in hell and had to go through another check in the Tenth Hall before they could be reincarnated. As for this reincarnation mission, the Chakravarti King would hand it over to Granny Meng. She would bewitch everyone again before sending them to the Rebirth Platform.
Therefore, it wasn't strange for Granny Meng to go to the Tenth Hall. The most important thing in the Tenth Hall was the Rebirth Platform. Using the Rebirth Platform to travel to the human world would only take an instant. It was equivalent to a special teleportation platform. Even Emperor Yanluo would have a hard time discovering it.
It seemed like the Second Palace Master had thought things through. He had even considered how to avoid Emperor Yanluo's surveillance. Granny Meng didn't dare to ask anymore. She lowered her head and entered the Tenth Hall. Interestingly, the Chakravarti King didn't speak to her. He pretended not to see her.
Granny Meng followed a bunch of ghosts that were preparing to reincarnate and arrived at the Rebirth Platform. The Chakravarti King didn't even bat an eyelid. He waved his hand and activated the Rebirth Platform. Those ghosts were sent to the human world to reincarnate. Granny Meng followed along.
Interestingly, most of these ghosts were going to reincarnate in Luoshan City. Granny Meng naturally arrived at her destination without much effort. Then, she used the most advantageous method to hide. This method was too powerful. Even Heaven Realm martial artists wouldn't be able to detect her. As long as Granny Meng didn't expose herself, even the Realm Guardian wouldn't be able to detect her.
Du Feng didn't know that Granny Meng had come. According to the plan, he didn't let the ghost servant out on the second day. He waited for news from Wang Chunting. On the second night, the fire skeleton didn't come out to cause trouble. Although the commoners would still think of the ghost servant, it was much less than before. Naturally, their psychic power was also reduced.
"Brother Du, you're right. These people have no memory. Should we go and cause trouble again?"
The ghost servant was now completely convinced. He thought that if he showed off his skills, the commoners would remember him forever. In the end, after only one day of peace, everyone had already forgotten 90% of it. He wanted to get the male ghost cultivator from Blossom City to cooperate with him, and then go to Luoshan City to scare them.
"Don't worry. Wait until the disciples of Benevolence arrive."
Wang Chunting reported what happened in Luoshan City as soon as possible. He thought that the main altar would soon send a branch leader to capture ghosts and subdue demons. However, things were not as he imagined. The main altar didn't reply, and no one from the branch came.
"Martial Uncle, could it be that they suppressed the news?"
Although Huang Daozhang's Cultivation wasn't high, he had quite a lot of ideas. He thought that the report must have been suppressed halfway through. After all, Wang Chunting was only a hall leader. The matters of the hall had to go through the branch, from the branch to the main altar, and from the main altar to the main altar. Finally, it could be reported to the sect.
In fact, as long as the main altar leader nodded, they could send a branch leader over to settle this matter. However, the problem was that when Wang Chunting's news was reported, it had to go through the branch leader. If he suppressed it and didn't report it, then the main altar wouldn't know at all.
"Well, I think so too. If no one comes tomorrow, I'll go there myself."
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