Qin He looked back at the door and asked strangely: "Why should we close the door?"

"The trial of the underworld is not necessary, just wait for the trial." said the judge of the white robe.

"Okay~"

Qin He clenched his nostrils, looked indifferent, and glanced at the Yinguan in the hall.

He is indeed a Yin official, and he is full of ghost energy. Especially the so-called "Yan Jun" who sits quietly on the head, he has condensed a physical body and must be very patient.

Then there was the white-robed judge, holding the life and death book and the judge's pen, and his face was as if he had owed him three hundred times but had not paid it back.

Below are a group of hideous ghost soldiers.

There is black and white impermanence, and there is cow head and horse face.

If there is another "magnificent" in this scene, it will be like a small sum in the county government in the world.

"Qinhe, do you know the crime?" The white-robed judge slapped the arbor and asked.

"Sin?" Qin He put his hands together and narrowed his eyes and said, "I have the guidance of the other side of the river. Isn't it that I am a sage on earth. Isn't it that I will be reincarnated and reborn directly and reborn in the Pure Land?"

"That is the grace of Lord Yan, but your evil deeds and good deeds in this life must be clarified. This is the rule of the underworld." said the white-robed judge.

"Okay, then I'll chat with you, it's just a leisurely thing." Qin He smiled, looked around and said, "When the scholar on earth doesn't return, the juren will have to give him a seat when he enters the hall. I, a sage on earth, come to this underworld, and there is not even a seat?"

The white-robed judge's face stopped and waved to a ghost soldier, "Give him a seat."

The ghost hurriedly brought a chair to Qin He.

Qin He pulled it up and sat up, crossed his legs again, and smiled and said, "That's right."

The white-robed judge's face became even darker and said, "Qin He, do you know how great the sin you committed?"

Qin He narrowed his eyes when he heard this and said, "If you want to chat with me like this again, today will be over."

"After entering the Hall of Hell, do you still dare to despise the underworld?" The white-robed judge, Garuda, slapped and shouted angrily: "I think you want to try the taste of the Nine Nether Prison in Yongzhen."

"This is boring."

Qin He shook his head with disappointment, stood up and said, "I originally wanted to have a good chat with you, but depending on your attitude, I plan to end here. Since you are not interested, then let's go straight to the point. What is the origin of you who set up the Hall of Hell in private?"

By the end of the conversation, Qin He's voice had lost its softness.

As soon as these words were said, the white-robed judge's face immediately changed, and even the green-robed "Yan Jun" was moved.

"What do you mean?" The judge of the white robe hurriedly looked at each other with the green robe Yan Jun.

"Stop talking nonsense, what are you? How dare you set up a palace of Hell and pretend to be a ghost!" Qin He burst out with a strong aura and rushed straight to the white-robed judge.

The soul body with high-quality merit has no internal strength, and its magic power is still as powerful as the sea.

The white-robed judge felt a terrifying pressure directly pressing on his shoulders, his ghost energy was unstable, and his yin body tended to collapse.

It hurriedly stabilized the Yin God and shouted: "I am the judge of the Yin Si!"

"Lie, say it again!" Qin He stretched out his hand and bounced it.

The white-robed judge felt his mouth lose control in an instant, and opened his mouth and said, "I am Jia Chong, a Grade C Cao official from Guangqian Palace, and Ling Liheng's brother-in-law."

As soon as these words were said, the entire Yinguan of the Hall of Hell changed his face.
Chapter completed!