I'm not the underworld

Chapter 728

"I'm not convinced!" Ji Yueying said angrily, and rushed towards Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan looked down, but did not move.

Ji Yueying rushed to one meter in front of his desk, and was pushed down by the ghost messenger.

The ghost messenger turned to ask Chen Yifan for instructions, and Chen Yifan said flatly, "Take it down!"

This trip is naturally sent to hell to be punished.

Next, the judge just now took out another letter of merit and demerit, and continued to read it.

Starting from the younger generation of the Ji family, one after another.

Maybe it's because they were born in a family and grew up in a family environment since childhood. These young masters and ladies don't have a fuel-efficient lamp.

Even children who are only twelve or thirteen, fight, fight, die or become disabled.

Not to mention other little things.

Of course, no matter what evil they have done, it is not worth the last one, as the Ji family!
Seeing members of the Ji family being tried and taken away one by one, the ancestors of the Ji family finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He knelt down and begged: "Please! We beg you! Let them go, they didn't participate in the events of the year, and we old guys are allowed to be punished by you!"

"What? This can also be used as a condition for negotiation by you? Aren't your lives and souls already under the control of this emperor?"

"Isn't it too arrogant to take my things to negotiate terms with me?" Chen Yifan asked back.

"..." A group of Ji family ghosts were stunned.

"If I knew today, why did I have to!" Chen Yifan sighed seeing the dead silence and despair on their faces.

Finally, it was the turn to ask the Taoist priest.

"Qiu Yueling, Dao name: Wenxian, 72 good deeds and 399 evil deeds in his life!"

"Using forbidden techniques, stealing the sky and changing the sun, disrupting the order of the world, and sentenced to the death of the soul!"

"Murting my brothers..."

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There are hundreds of crimes committed by members of the Ji family, and only a few dozen or so are worthy of being recorded and sentenced separately.

But ask Taoist Priest, he committed 399 crimes, of which there are at least [-] that deserve to be separately listed and sentenced!
Chen Yifan felt drowsy when he heard it, and even a sense of confusion rose in his heart.

In the world, how could there be such a hateful person?

All the criminal laws were added together, and the judges wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and discussed in low voices, but they couldn't find a suitable criminal law.

Just like some of the criminal laws that should have sent the soul flying away, splitting the soul into an ant, etc., it must be a one-time punishment. The next criminal law?

It would be easy to say that there is only one criminal law of this kind. The lighter criminal law will be executed first, and then the severe punishment that will directly destroy the soul will be executed last.

But the problem is, Wen Xian committed more than one serious crime!

Even if the soul flies away, it will have to be punished dozens of times.

Generally, in this case, the underworld should replace it with other severe punishments.

But only this time, the judges couldn't find a suitable severe sentence.

In the end, he had to look at Chen Yifan in a cold sweat, seeking his instructions.

Chen Yifan frowned and pondered for a while, then tapped on the table with his fingers and said, "I have seen a forbidden technique in the secret books of the world, called soul planting technique, which can plant a part of a person's soul into a complete the soul of the

"How about... how many criminal laws should there be, and how many strings should be planted to be punished first!"

"Master Wen Xian, what do you think?" After finishing speaking, Chen Yifan asked Dao Master Wen Xian for his opinion with a smile.

Daoist Wenxian was already in a cold sweat when he heard these words, and looked at Chen Yifan in horror.

Is this guy a devil?

"Great Emperor, spare me! Great Emperor, forgive me once, I am willing to be driven by the Great Emperor, and I will never betray you!" Asking Xian did not dare to answer, and immediately knelt down on the ground, begging.

"Haha! That's funny, I have a lot of talented people in the underworld...how many ghosts are there, and you are still missing?" Chen Yifan laughed loudly.

"I... I have practiced in Guigumen since I was a child, and I know many forbidden techniques of heaven and earth, just like the technique of changing the world, it must be useful to the emperor!" Wen Xian hurriedly said, eager to prove his role.

"Since it's a forbidden technique, it should be annihilated in the world!" It's a good thing he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Chen Yifan became angry and said angrily.

It's not like this, how could he have such a rough "life"?
"Procrastinate! Order someone to go to Zangshuge to practice the soul-planting technique immediately. Don't be afraid of failure, you can practice directly on Wenxian!" Chen Yifan waved his hand.

Immediately got up, turned and left.

Chen Yifan was angry, and the whole hall was silent. Now even the lowest-level ghost messenger in the underworld knows how terrifying their immediate boss is!
The scene where all the ghosts were in chaos that day, and all the ancient ghosts appeared, but they were suppressed by Chen Yifan all the time, alerted them all the time.

Tell them, who is the master of this hell!

Chen Yifan left, the anger came and went quickly, and soon he hummed a song and went to the monster garden he chose to build.

Because it was his order, no one dared to neglect it. With the mobilization of many ghost powers, the construction of the monster garden was completed in a few days.

When Chen Yifan came here, Deng Buqi was hard at work practicing the "workbook" given to him by the judge, heck, it was actually a practice method.

In order to practice this completely unfounded and ignorant Ghost Cultivation Technique, Deng Buqi showed [-]% enthusiasm, it was a waste of sleep and food.

In the human world, after reading books for more than twenty years, he has never been so serious in a day.

But now, don't be serious!

Thinking about those ancient demon saints he saw that day, Deng Buqi's heart trembled a little.

He has nothing else to ask for now, only one wish, not to be eaten by those monsters.

"Hey! You're very hardworking, aren't you?" Chen Yifan walked over to Deng Buqi and patted him on the shoulder in appreciation, seeing Deng Buqi muttering the exercises.

The corner of Deng Buqi's mouth twitched, feeling extremely resentful.

"Let's go! The yard is almost finished, let's go and the monsters take it over!" Afterwards, Chen Yifan beckoned.

"Finished... finished?" Hearing this, Deng Buqi was startled and stammered.

"No, look again, my lord! Is the fence a bit low? Also, for such dangerous guys, I think we should build airtight cages, which are worthless! They will come out!" Deng Buqi eagerly persuaded.

This is related to his wealth and life, the kind of soul flying away!
"Hey! This is a building in the underworld, how can it be judged by the standards of the world? It's already airtight, look!" Chen Yifan snorted slightly, and waved his hand at the sky above the monster garden in front of him.

A streak of dark mana rushed over in an instant, hit a barrier, the barrier flashed, and disappeared again.

Deng Buqi breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that "toughened glass" was installed.

However, seeing this and not being able to see it, he still felt a little uncertain!

Deng Buqi wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Chen Yifan's eyes: "If you are really worried, you can cultivate your relationship with the monsters at close range first, then even if they escape, they won't hurt you, will they?"

(End of this chapter)