Hell Emperor

Chapter 5 Xia Lin
"The soul is back."

A dark wind blew by, and accompanied by the tall ghost's whisper, the young man lying on the ground got up from the ground, his eyes wide open as if he was in another world.

"Father, sister, why are you here? Am I not dead? Or are you..."

The young man who regained consciousness murmured to himself, with a hint of sadness in his lifeless eyes: "Yes, I watched my father die with my own eyes. Now that I have reunited with my father, I think he is no longer alive."

The young man gritted his teeth, eyes filled with anger and tears: "I don't care if I die. I didn't expect that even you, sister, couldn't escape the murderous hands of the thief..."

"Lin'er, what nonsense are you talking about!" Xia Xianshou couldn't listen anymore and shook the young man's shoulders vigorously, "Your sister is still alive and well. Not only that, Master Gui Cha said that she is the reincarnation of an immortal. Then This is the blessing she gained in her previous life, and she no longer has to suffer!"

Following the old man's words, Xia Lin also saw the tall ghost standing not far away and shuddered subconsciously.

Ye Jie stepped forward, raised a scrap of paper in his hand, and recited loudly:
"Xia Lin, your destiny is over. The following are your life's merits and demerits."

"In the spring of the sixth year of Wude, he was born into a poor family. He was abandoned for some reason and was adopted."

"In the summer of the fifth year of Zhenguan, I dug out a bird's nest, smashed five eggs, and discarded them. Twenty yin virtues were deducted."

"In the autumn of the ninth year of Zhenguan, for talking back to my father, I will be deducted thirty negative virtues."

"In the winter of the twelfth year of Zhenguan, I avenged my father and killed five people in anger, deducting 2,500 negative virtues."

"In the winter of the twelfth year of Zhenguan, he was caught in the heart-destroying clutches of the Hengshan bandit. He died of exhaustion while escaping. He was fifteen years old."

"In my life, I treat people and things in accordance with the way of heaven. I have gained three hundred negative virtues from trivial matters. I have zero negative virtues left in my previous life."

"A total of two thousand two hundred and fifty negative virtues."

There was a piece of bright red ink at the bottom of the broken page, but Ye Jie did not read it out. It read:
"Those who read this message, please quickly escort the evil spirits to the Soul-Eating Abyss to be judged by the Demon Palace!"

Xia Lin lowered his head slightly and listened to Gui Chajie telling his life story with an indifferent expression.

When it was time to say goodbye, Xia Wei took a step forward, patted her chest and said: "Father, brother, you can rest assured and follow the master to reincarnate. Xia Wei will avenge you. Today in his year, Xia Wei will definitely use the Hengshan Thief's item." Go up to the head and comfort your spirits in heaven!"

The old man stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears. When he thought that this might be the last time he saw his children, his heart became more and more sour, but he heard Ye Jie remind him:
“Mr. "

The old man asked in a trembling voice: "What about my son... what will happen to my son?"

Ye Jie shook his head: "Except for the Shura people in the Demon Palace, no one knows what is going on under the Soul-Eating Abyss. I only know that I have never seen any evil souls who were escorted to the Soul-Eating Abyss. It is said that there are knives there. Mountain oil cauldrons, tongues and hearts are pulled out, stones are crushed by beasts, and thousands of swords are cut into pieces. It is specially set up for the souls of evildoers."

"How could this happen..." The old man beat his chest and felt extremely regretful.

Xia Wei also felt a little sorry: "My brother killed those villains to save me from the pursuers... I should have left a lot of evil virtues in my previous life, right? Can I give my evil virtues to my brother? As long as he has enough evil virtues Now, does that mean there’s no need to enter the Soul-Eating Abyss?”

Ye Jie shook his head: "The so-called Yin virtue refers to the legacy that can only be confirmed through the book of life and death after death. Even if you were a true immortal in the sky in your previous life, I can't see it now, let alone increase or decrease the Yin virtue in you."

Saying that, Ye Jie glanced at Xia Lin: "What's more, even if you can give him the virtue, the murder he committed personally cannot be compensated by the amount of virtue. This is the rule of the underworld, and there is nothing I can do about it. "

Unlike everyone else who looked sad, Xia Lin seemed very calm: "Father, sister, don't worry about me. I killed five evil thieves, which is enough for me. Now even if I am cut to pieces in the underworld, I will die with a thousand cuts." Even if you are punished, I won’t even frown.”

Xia Wei felt something in her heart and reached out to pat Xia Lin on the shoulder, but her hand passed directly through him, like passing through a burst of mist.

Xia Wei was stunned, but Ye Jie was not surprised by this, but Xia Lin said again: "It's you, sister, I once saw the Hengshan bandit kill a tiger with one palm from a distance, can you really avenge us? How about you? Just forget the past and start a new life..."

Faced with Xia Lin's persuasion, Xia Wei just shook her head, with burning hatred in her eyes: "If you don't avenge me, I will never be a human being!"

After Yiyi said goodbye, Xia Wei walked south alone. Thinking that she would never see her father and brother again from now on, tears had already covered her face, but she never looked back once. She just raised her white hands and said, Say your final farewell to everyone with the back of your hand.

In her other hand, she was holding a dark and simple token with the word "Jie" engraved on the surface. As long as she activated the token, Ye Jie would be able to sense it no matter where he was.

Ye Jie, who stayed where he was, watched Xia Wei go away, wondering what kind of path his cheap apprentice could carve out in this gloomy world.

On the side, Xia Xianshou was still complaining about his son's experience: "My son obviously killed an evil thief. He should be rewarded and increase his moral virtue. Why was so much of his negative virtue deducted?"

Ye Jie said slowly: "God has the virtue of good life. According to the rules of the underworld, anyone who commits murder, regardless of the reason, will have five hundred yin virtues deducted, and will be punished in the Soul-Eating Abyss after death."

Shaking his head, Ye Jie continued: "In the past, if you were dissatisfied with the punishment of Yin De, you could go to the Palace of Hell to argue with the judge of the same dynasty. Now the dynasty has changed. If you don't come up with one hundred thousand Yin De, I'm afraid even the judge's shadow will be lost." If you can’t see him, I’m just following orders.”

Xia Xianshou was stunned for a long time by what Ye Jie said. He couldn't find any words to argue for a long time. In the end, he could only cry and sigh: "Well, at least my daughter is safe and sound. What else can I ask for? Master Guicha, give me a gift." Let's go to the Soul-Eating Abyss." Ye Jie took out the Shuodi Stone and Green Mingzhi, and brought the two people around him to the Soul-Eating Abyss.

Arriving at the top of the towering Black Mountain, a gloomy wind swept across the sky, black clouds filled the sky, resentful spirits roared, ghosts cried and wolves howled. Ye Jie led Xia Lin to the cliff, gave him a piece of ghost order, raised his chin and said: "Jump down, with the protection of the Netherworld Gangfeng, you will be fine."

Xia Lin did not doubt that he was there, and rushed down the cliff with a single step, disappearing under layers of dark mist.

At the same time, violent vibrations were heard in Ye Jie's arms.

He reached into his arms and took out the remaining pages, only to see ink flying, and brand new words began to appear on the remaining pages.

[Bookkeeping of life and death:]

[In the winter of the twelfth year of Zhenguan, the souls holding Gui Chajie's token were escorted to the Soul-Eating Abyss. 】

[Second-level ghosts receive 10% of the reward fee. 】

[Gui Chajie obtained two hundred and twenty-five yin virtues. 】

Next to the pitch-black words, Xia Lin's face was painted with scarlet blood stains, teeth bared and angry, resembling an evil ghost's ferocious face.

Ye Jie sighed, put the broken page into his arms, and then set off again, sending the old man to the Naihe Bridge.

On the way, ghosts and messengers kept coming and going. There were ghost servants dressed in red, holding long black whips covered with barbs, and drove a large group of wandering souls to the Naihe Bridge like animals. They ignored the pleadings of the wandering souls and whoever screamed too loudly , he will be whipped severely. There was a ten-foot-tall red demon who tied more than fifty people into a ball with pitch black ropes and dragged many wandering souls forward with brute force. There are even ghost messengers who use flying boats to drive people out like dumplings.

Once the wandering souls are caught on the bridge by ghost messengers, they can never go back. Countless wandering souls cry and retreat, but there is an invisible barrier that cuts off their retreat. On the bridge, they are only allowed to move forward, not backward. He screamed until his throat was broken, and he cried with sorrow, but there was nothing he could do.

Seeing all kinds of strange phenomena, Xia Xianshou finally got scared and huddled behind Ye Jie, not daring to move forward for a long time.

When he came to the bridge, Xia Xianshou couldn't help but grab Ye Jie's sleeves and said with emotion:
"Master Guizha, I finally understand how lucky I am to meet you. If I hadn't met you, I would be the one who was driven to Naihe Bridge like an animal now, and I wouldn't be able to reunite with my children. …”

After saying that, the old man was about to bow deeply to Ye Jie, but Ye Jie reached out to hold him up: "It doesn't have to be like this, I only help kind people. Now that your past life is over, go and be reincarnated."

Before leaving, Ye Jie also gave the old man a ghost order, and at the same time asked the last doubt in his heart: "About Xia Wei... Logically speaking, a first-grade reincarnation should be born in an emperor's house. You adopted her in the first place Did she see any visions when she was there?"

"A vision?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and his memory seemed to return to the past. "It's strange to say that when I found Lin'er, he was wrapped in a worn-out swaddling clothes, while Xiaowei was lying on the river. In a lotus leaf, you can still vaguely see the dreamlike clouds all around. At that time, I just thought that I was old-sighted, but now that I think about it, it is really extraordinary."

Ye Jie understood the situation clearly: "So, Xia Wei was born by the creation of heaven and earth."

Hearing this, the old man was dumbfounded: "Is there really someone in this world who has no father or mother and is conceived by heaven and earth?"

Ye Jie only said: "Situations like this sometimes occur in the reincarnations of the third level. According to legend, the Monkey King jumped out of the cracks in the stone. The situation with Xia Wei is not surprising."

After the two said goodbye, the old man slowly climbed onto the bridge, his figure gradually disappearing into the lavender haze on the bridge, and another shock came from Ye Jie's arms.

[Bookkeeping of life and death:]

[In the winter of the twelfth year of Zhenguan, the soul holding the Gui Chajie token successfully underwent ninth-level reincarnation. 】

[Second-level ghosts charge one percent toll. 】

[Gui Chajie obtained a yin virtue. 】

Along with the text, there is also a cinnabar portrait of the old man who looks lost and full of wrinkles.

"Yinde...?"

After seeing the two of them off, Ye Jie couldn't help but think about his income gains and losses.

"The Shuchi Stone has been used six times, costing 150 yin virtues. The Green Mingzhi has been used twice, costing 200 yin virtues. The two bottles of yellow spring water have not been used. The yellow spring water will lose its efficacy after one day and cannot be retained. It is estimated that There is no need for it anymore, a loss of 600 yin virtues. One soul protection talisman was used, 300 yin virtues. A total of 1,250 yin virtues were spent, and 226 yin virtues were earned, resulting in a net loss of 1,024 yin virtues. Not counting the cost of inviting Gui Chamei to dinner in the future...if it hadn't been for the short-lived Sun who gave me a thousand yin virtues, the yin virtues in me would have almost bottomed out."

Ye Jie sighed.

He had carried out such a loss-making business countless times in a period of 16 years. He fulfilled the last wishes of one wandering soul after another. Sometimes he even had to betray Yin De and send them to the Naihe Bridge, living a life of being unable to make ends meet. Poor life.

Only this time, things seemed to be different. Thinking of the immortal's reincarnated disciple, Ye Jie couldn't help but smile. He didn't know what kind of change that cheap disciple could bring to his ghost life in the future?

(End of this chapter)