Six Worlds Small Hotel [System]

Cui Ming never knew that this seemingly benevolent mortal was still sober, and he didn't get in the way of the Virgin Mary cancer, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief: "The boss is very right, continue to execute!"

The red pen and ink dyed the murderer's soul red again, and whipped it down with the momentum of thunder. The ghost was the most frightened, but this time Wang Ting could no longer make a sound.

After the seven whips, Wang Ting was brought into a frozen illusion space, enduring the pain of the innocent soul who had been sealed in the refrigerator for more than half a month.

The violent and wronged hearts of the ghosts were finally appeased a lot.

The criminal law lasted for two hours, and the penalty for this day was considered to be over. Cui Ming said again: "Tomorrow will continue at the same time."

When Zhilishi returned, Wang Ting recovered from the torture except his tongue. From this point of view, compared with the victims with broken limbs and arms, what he suffered was far from enough.

Although the ghost still felt a little unwilling, he still respectfully said to Cui Ming: "Thank you, Judge, for venting your anger on us, it feels much better."

Cui Ming smiled inscrutably: "Don't worry, this is called 'Yin Xing Yang Shou', if I whip him, his body will also respond, you go and see."

Upon hearing this, the ghosts thanked everyone repeatedly before leaving in a hurry.

When I arrived at the prison, I saw the police gathered at the door of the cell, discussing Wang Ting's sudden wounds overnight, the seven long, torn welts on his body, and the fact that the skin on his whole body seemed to have been frozen. The cyanosis is stiff.The other person was fine, but he seemed to be dumb. When he was dealing with his wound, he opened his mouth in pain, but he couldn't make a sound.After checking with the instrument, he found that his vocal cords seemed to be cut off by something, which made him unable to speak, and he was not pretending to be deaf and dumb.

The police suspected who had lynched him, but no matter how much they searched and monitored, they couldn't find anyone suspicious. Wang Ting's injuries appeared so strangely.

The police didn't want to care about such a vicious murderer, so they simply regarded it as an oolong incident and let it go.

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"Phew, I'm exhausted, this is the first time I've performed such a sudden mission." Seeing that there were no ghost people present, Judge Cui let out a sigh of relief, no longer pretending to be aggressive, but slumped lazily on the chair.

Li Hangzhi boiled him another cup of incense ash tea, "Your Majesty, you have worked hard."

Cui Ming took the tea shyly, "Thank you boss."

When he does things, he has his own majesty, but when he does not do things, he will be a little shy, especially when facing the boss's face that is very pleasing to ghosts, his pair of pointed ears are a little reddish.

Qian Ling was amazed: "It turns out that this is the so-called punishment of Yin and Yang Shou..."

"This kind of pediatric criminal law that can only be regarded as our hell is almost equivalent to the labor reform in the juvenile prison in your world, but it is also very painful for ordinary people." Cui Ming sipped the fragrant tea and looked at Li Hangzhi, "I I underestimated the boss, I thought you couldn't bear it just now."

Li Hangzhi wondered, could it be that he has a ghostly face, and everyone thinks he is a cute little boy?

"I only have compassion for poor people, and this kind of scum is fine." Li Hangzhi said sternly, "My kindness is also limited."

"Hey, I like that the old version is so sober," Qian Ling said, "But is this Yin punishment really executed for seven days?"

Cui Ming: "It can only be carried out for seven days, because I will leave Fengdu in seven days. Of course, if the ghosts are not satisfied, I can also entrust my colleagues to help. When the time comes, I will directly ask Lushi to take Wang Ting to the underworld. The punishment will be returned to the sun."

"I'm leaving in seven days...haven't asked Mr. Judge what he is doing in the world this time?" Li Hangzhi asked.

Cui Ming smiled mysteriously, took out the courier package that he hadn't had time to open just now, and fiddled with it for a while, the magistrate who was able to tear apart the birth date and name of the merit book, unexpectedly couldn't tear apart this slippery and resilient exterior. Package!

He wrinkled his face, "Hey, this, why can't this be torn apart?"

"This is called a plastic bag. It is difficult to tear open, especially for express delivery. It has several layers. Let me get you a knife." Li Hangzhi said, and went to get his utility knife.

While lamenting the newly invented black technology in the world, Cui Ming unpacked his package in front of them.

Li Hangzhi was still wondering if it was some kind of magical treasure or something, but a few very down-to-earth familiar objects fell out.

emmmmm... a □□?A plane ticket?Or first class? !Is the destination still W City on the island? !

Li Hangzhi was confused: "So you are going to travel out of the province this time."

"It's going out of the province to seduce the soul," Cui Ming thought for a while, "No, it's more difficult, and the one you want to seduce is the soul from outside the sky."

"Outside the sky?"

"Human beings are promising now, and they are sending their souls to outer space, which has brought great trouble to our recovery work in the underworld, so this time..." Cui Ming silently looked at the sky, with a bit of gnashing of teeth, "Go It's the soul of the space station."

Li Hangzhi: "..."

incredible!Even the ghost world has to follow in the footsteps of the human world and develop its business into outer space.

Qian Ling: "What is a space station?"

"A space station is a spacecraft for our little mortals to explore the universe, allowing humans to live, conduct scientific research, and do experiments on it." Li Hangzhi explained with some stuttering, "You can imagine it as an enhanced version of an airplane or a hot air balloon. "

Cui Ming said depressedly: "What is the enhanced version of the plane? I think it is a weakened version. The plane can return to the ground after it goes up to the sky, but this space station can't get off after going up, causing the dead creatures on it to be imprisoned on it, and we have to find a way to hook it down. "

Qian Ling wondered: "If you are acting on a errand, can't you just teleport it directly by escaping the ground or magic? Isn't it fine to just teleport it to the place of death?"

"It's not that easy. The reason why we travel thousands of miles is because of the yin-gathering magic circle accumulated by our predecessors for many years. Our essence is transmitted by the magic circle. Walk with your body."

The space station is a new field that has been developed in recent decades, and the ghosts have not had time to use magic circles on it.

"This time, this officer is shouldering the heavy responsibility of forming an formation above, but throughout the ages, there has never been an formation that is far away from the 'earth energy'. The probability of failure is [-]% because there is too little Yin energy."

Li Hangzhi was stunned when he heard that, "Are there many undead up there?"

"Of course, in addition to human beings, all kinds of plants and animals you used for experiments died on it." Cui Ming pointed out six fingers, "Guess the number of missions I have this time?"

Li Hangzhi: "Sixty?"

"Estimated at six thousand!"

After all, there have been countless casualties over the years.Flowers, plants, small insects and so on may really add up to more than this number.

"You are amazing." The last time Yite Island only hooked a few hundred and complained to the sky, it really is different for the judge to make a move.

Of course, Cui Ming was recommended to complete this arduous task because he had two skills, and ordinary little ghosts couldn't afford it.

Cui Ming shook his head: "Six thousand is nothing. This task takes a long time and the density of ecstasy is low. The difficulty lies in how to get there."

Li Hangzhi suddenly thought of a piece of news that he had seen before. Recently, the country is going to launch a satellite into the sky again, and it seems to be at the base in City W. He suddenly realized, "That's why you bought a ticket to City W? Are you going to use someone else's satellite?"

"Boss is really smart. For this mission, we specially stayed in this group of satellites, because it is the closest to the soul-hunting point, and the timing is just right now. We can gather enough souls to hook them back at once, so we don't need to mobilize them many times."

Qian Ling: "Then why don't you go directly to City W? What are you doing in Fengdu?"

Cui Ming smiled bitterly: "Before I was alive, I was from Fengdu. This mission has the risk of losing my soul. Naturally, I have to return to my birthplace to have a look before setting off."

"risk?"

"Stay away from the earth's atmosphere, it's not good for people or ghosts. And it's a problem to come back, maybe you have to wait for several years or decades until the next satellite returns." Cui Ming sighed, "This officer is the first one in history. Who can predict how difficult it will be for the judge who wants to seduce the soul from outside the sky? I heard that the sun is very strong up there, and if I go out to seduce the soul, I will be melted in the sun."

Li Hangzhi was speechless, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Fortunately, human beings have only reached the moon. What will you do if you fly outside the solar system?"

Cui Ming said indignantly: "So this year's humans are not good, it's poisonous!"

"..."

Of course, Cui Ming is also talking alarmistly. For a ghost of his level, it is not easy to lose his soul. The difficulty lies in the fact that he may have to stay on it for many years until he can catch the next satellite to return. Lonely ecstasy mission.

In the next few days, he turned on the TV from time to time to watch domestic and foreign news, and paid attention to the information of the satellite launch.

Every day at midnight, Wang Ting would be escorted to the Sun Moon Inn by paper warriors on time, and under the watchful eyes of the victim's ghost and the hotel staff, he would be whipped and punished with the judge's pen and other additional punishments.

The soul and body were tortured, and the body also responded. The wounds appeared and disappeared strangely. The policemen were gossiping in private that it was because of his punishment from God.

The Wang family has a certain amount of power, and because they felt that something was wrong and suspected that something dirty was causing harm to their son, they put pressure on the police station and invited a Taoist priest to come to the detention center to practice on the spot.

That Taoist priest is not a charlatan, but he has some skills. He raised an infant spirit, repeatedly collected money for dignitaries and nobles, and did a lot of bad things.Who knew that Cui Ming would have sensed it as soon as he had a psychic connection with this side, so he sent a warning intact.

When the Taoist saw clearly that the caning on Wang Ting was given by the judge's pen, he was so frightened that he packed up his fellows and left the detention center without saying a word.

The Wang family wanted to stop him, but he cupped his hands bitterly and said, "This King Yama personally tortures, how can I dare to say anything? I advise you to do more good deeds in the future, so that you can do it yourself!"

The Wang family was dissatisfied, and invited several legendary masters, but these masters were all liars, and the methods they used were to toss Wang Ting twice. The ash potion caused food poisoning and tortured him more and more, so he resignedly resigned to his fate.

Wang Ting was acquitted because of mental illness, but his experience spread for some reason. Everyone in Fengdu knew about it, and discussions were raging on the local forum.

Many people also suspected that there were ghosts and gods punishing him in the dark, and many people even consciously made offerings of Mingchao clothes, snacks, melons and fruits, etc., thanking God for his eyes.

Cui Ming stayed at the Sun Moon Inn, and he was very surprised when he received many tributes for no reason, because he died more than 700 years ago, and he is not as famous as Cui Yu, and even has temple statues. income.

Li Hangzhi showed him the remarks on the forum.

"A lot of people are thanking you because you helped them vent their anger, and they also said that you are the master Qingtian who can whip a whip."

Cui Ming rubbed his nose, feeling a little embarrassed, "This is what we should do. We are supposed to appease the hearts of the dead...but the human beings nowadays are really interesting, and they even burned some strange tributes for me."

"What was burned?"

Cui Ming took out a strange set of clothes, which were made of very little fabric and were bound with bandages. "Look at how revealing this dress is. It is said that it is a punishment series, but we never let sinners wear it like this when we punish. Of course, I don't know how to wear it myself."

Li Hangzhi's face darkened, and he recognized that it was some kind of props and costumes for a fun play, so what did those believers mean by burning this kind of thing?Want Reaper to play whip with them?

This year's believers are indeed poisonous!Will you spoil the pure ghost brother, okay?

Li Hangzhi confiscated it without hesitation.

Cui Ming was still there sighing: "The world is going down! The clothes of the living are becoming more and more simple and revealing. Is it the distortion of the heart or the loss of morality?"

Li Hangzhi: "...It's a minority, and we also dress well."

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Cui Ming is very interested in the new changes in the world. When Li Hangzhi is free, he will take time to take classes with him, and teach him in advance how to fly when the time comes.

In the last two days, Cui Ming shyly expressed that he hoped that Li Hangzhi would go out with him.

"I want to eat food from the world, wear fashions from the world, and pick up something to pass the time. Then, please ask the boss to burn it for me." Cui Ming patted the big red robe on his body, "Especially this piece, I’ve worn it for over 700 years.”

Because of Wang Ting's incident, Li Hangzhi had a good impression of Judge Cui, so he agreed to his request and lent him his clothes, planning to take him to see all kinds of modern society.

……

After Kui Qing knew about this, he was instantly unhappy.

The one that shovels rust has never taken it out to play!

It has guarded the Sun Moon Inn for countless days, the human dynasties have changed several times, and it has finally broken the seal recently. It is the one that really needs to see and see.

Besides, the surname Cui has taken up the boss's time in the inn these days on the grounds of "knowing the customs", and now he wants to take his rust-shoveling officer out?

Kui Qing stood still, but there were all kinds of complaints in his heart, so after the two of them put on their clothes and Cui Ming disguised himself as a human, he stood at the door and said with a sneer, "I'm going too."

Li Hangzhi: "Huh? I'm going to take him to the mall. I don't think you might be interested, do you?"

Kui Qing kicked him: "You are so beckoning ghosts, I want to protect you."

Cui Ming said from the side: "Jianzun, please rest assured, with me around, ghosts dare not come..."

Before he finished speaking, Kuiqing looked at him as if he was dead—do you have any part to speak?

Cui Ming suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

Li Hangzhi coughed twice: "It's not impossible to take adults with you, but your image..."

Big brother, you are 1.9 meters tall, with black long straight waist-length hair, thick foundation, and thick armor that attracts worldwide attention. You will be surrounded by crowds when you go out!

Kui Qing narrowed his eyes: "How is the image of this seat? Isn't it majestic?"

"...prestige is prestige," Li Hangzhi said frankly, "like a terracotta warrior general who was just unearthed, and was sprinkled with flour."

Kui Qing: "..."

Qian Ling who was watching: Oh my god, the boss really dares to say that!