The scarlet flames were burning a large black pot, and the surrounding rock walls were scorched black. A few little ghosts were adding firewood to the fire.
The pot was dozens of meters in diameter, like a small pond. It was filled with muddy yellow oil, and countless bubbles were churning.
At this moment, a big indigo ghost appeared on the pitch-black rock wall. Its ghost claws lifted a person high and threw him into the pot of oil.
With a splash, the oil splashed everywhere. There was a sizzling sound, and the oil churned violently.
The little ghosts who were cooking the pot fled in panic, and accidentally got stained by a bit of oil. They wailed and rolled on the ground, as if they were suffering great pain, and their stooped bodies were twisted.
The indigo ghost laughed loudly, deriving great pleasure from the painful wails.
This was not an ordinary pot of oil, but the Little Hell of the first level of hell. Ordinary people would die of pain even if they got stained by a bit of oil.
But strangely, he did not hear any screams coming from the pot of oil. He looked down, and his smile froze.
The madman who roared at the Mirror Division and insulted the judge in public was actually … actually swimming in a pot of oil!?
When Li Qingshan fell into the pot of oil, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he had a fearless spirit of sacrifice for the revolutionary cause. However, the oil around him was boiling violently, but he did not feel the slightest bit of pain.
"Eh, could it be that I'm numb to the pain?"
Thus, he spread his arms and swam around in the pot, but as expected, he did not feel any pain. Although the oil was a little annoying, it was warm and smooth, and a little comfortable.
He swam several laps in one go, from the beginning to the end, breaststroke, freestyle, butterfly, and dog paddle.
The indigo ghost was dumbfounded, and the little ghosts who were cooking the pot were all dumbfounded.
"What are you doing here? Go away, don't block the way! "
At this moment, another big red ghost appeared on the rock wall. It impatiently pushed aside the indigo ghost and threw another person into the pot of oil.
Li Qingshan smiled when he saw that person. "You're here too!"
The person who came was the old man who had come with him. As soon as the old man fell into the pot of oil, his expression changed drastically. His entire body was trembling. When he saw Li Qingshan, he gritted his teeth and his expression was distorted. It was really painful and hateful. He was filled with hatred.
Killing intent rose in his heart and he immediately felt the pain increase. He hurriedly circulated his magic power and focused his mind. He squeezed out a sentence from the gaps of his teeth, "You … You harmed me!"
It turned out that after Magistrate Lu had interrogated Li Qingshan, Next was the old man. He had already prepared a generous gift, so he didn't even need to go up to the Mirror of Sin.
Meng Po was still in the hall. She looked at him and said, "This is also a poor ghost!"
He was speechless, how would he dare to tell a ghost immortal who was in a rage, "I was lying to you just now."
As a result, he was escorted onto the Mirror of Sin by the Infernal Servants. This move wasn't a big deal. The mirror was covered in thick black fog, and there was almost no light at all. It was obvious that he had sinned heavily.
In his original world, he was a great devil cultivator whose name shook the world. His favorite hobby was to use living souls to refine magic treasures. Massacring cities and destroying countries was nothing difficult for him, and he was known as the Soul Snatching Old Monster. After he ascended to the mortal realm, he restrained himself a little, but he was definitely not a good person.
Magistrate Lu was also at the peak of his anger. With a wave of his pen, he was sent to the tenth level of hell, one level deeper than Li Qingshan. He had bitterness that he couldn't express, and he couldn't give his gift. Being in such a situation, how could he not hate Li Qingshan?
"You're such an unreasonable old man, what did I do to harm you?"
Li Qingshan's mind changed. He roughly guessed the reason, and laughed, "You deserve it!" He spread his arms and leaned against the side of the pot of oil. He shouted at the two big ghosts on the rock wall, "What are you two idiots looking at? The oil is too cold! "
The old man's face turned green, and his face twitched.
The two big ghosts were also stunned for a moment, probably because they had never heard of such a request. They shouted at the little ghosts who were cooking the pot, "Light the fire, light the fire!"
The little ghosts who were cooking the pot quickly raised the fire, and the oil in the pot boiled even more violently.
Li Qingshan still didn't feel the slightest bit of pain. He then looked at the old man whose face was distorted and body was trembling, "Tsk tsk, you look like fried dough sticks. Are you really in pain? You're not pretending, are you? "
"I … I want you … to die a horrible death!"
Li Qingshan laughed out loud, "Aren't we already dying a horrible death now?"
The old man was speechless. He loved to extract the souls of his enemies and torture them, but was there a better place to torture a person than hell?
"If I kill this brat now, I'll be helping him to free himself. That Magistrate Lyu will definitely vent his anger on me. Adding one more crime is already a light punishment, but if my cultivation is sealed, then it's all over!"
He glared at Li Qingshan with eyes that wanted to eat him alive, but there was nothing he could do.
The pot of oil became hotter and hotter, and the pain became more and more intense.
Then he looked at Li Qingshan whistling, as if he was taking a bath. The old man instantly felt the pain increase by several times, and he almost couldn't help but scream. He pointed at Li Qingshan and shouted at the two big ghosts, "This is not fair, why is he fine!"
Li Qingshan rested his head on the edge of the pot and looked at the strange blue night sky, "Please add a little more fire, yes, this is the temperature." He let out a comfortable moan, dipped his head into the oil, and muttered to himself, "Maybe it's because I'm a good person!"
He had experienced the pain of hell from Gu Yanying, and frankly speaking, it was an unbearable pain that far exceeded the limit of pain he could feel.
Logically speaking, now that he was sent to hell, the pain he felt should be even more intense, but he was fine.
Judging from the old man's reaction, there was no problem with the pot of oil, so the problem was with him, or the sky above him.
Looking back at the knowledge of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
The Naraka Path was the most important part of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. It could be said that without hell, there would be no reincarnation. The laws of heaven and earth seemed to have some very mysterious characteristics.
Whether it was the Yellow Springs Road that led to countless worlds and countless places, or the Bridge of Helplessness that could not be distinguished from each other, or even the Hometown Viewing Platform that allowed him to see his hometown in his previous life, they were all incredible and could not be guessed with common sense.
He had a vague guess, but even he was not sure, "Am I a good person? Yes, of course I'm not a bad person, but … "
He closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.
On the battlefield of the Demon Domain, he once led the army to charge, killed countless demonfolk, and finally faced the Demon God alone.
In the world of the Five Regions, he once spread martial arts, so that "everyone has skills", and broke the rule of those sects and aristocratic families.
In the world of Nine Regions, he once destroyed the world and saved the common people.
"... Am I a good person?"
The indigo big ghost hurried back to the Bright Mirror Department. Judge Lu was chatting with the three ghost immortals. He said unhappily, "Why did you only report now? How is that kid?"
"Your Excellency, that kid, he … he …"
"What are you hesitating for, say it quickly!"
"Reporting to Your Excellency, he fell asleep."
"Fell asleep?!" Judge Lu doubted his ears, "He didn't struggle or beg for mercy?"
"No, he, he doesn't seem to be in pain at all."
"Could it be?" Judge Lu's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the "Mirror of Sin", as well as the four large words "Born from the Heart" above!
Horse-face said solemnly, "That kid is more good than evil!"
The Mirror of Sin was just a manifestation of the laws of hell, convenient for Judge Yama to pass judgment. Even if it was not a reflection, there was still a distinction between good and evil.
Ox-head A Pang suddenly recalled that a long, long time ago, when he established the Naraka Path, the purpose was born from the heart, and the realm was created from the heart. In the cycle of karma, good and evil were rewarded.
His heart brightened, "Heh, despicable villain, shameless villain, how could he be chosen by the leader!" He gained some hope.
Meng Po shrieked, "No, we can't let him go!"
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