Chapter 609 Blood Pool Hell

Zhang Haotian still felt that he was not satisfied enough. He took a step forward and grabbed Lu Yan's neck collar: "by the way, where is Zhang Laodao in H City now? He is my buddy. Please give him a few more years of life.

"Who? Zhang Laodao in H City, let me have a look.

Lu judge entered Zhang Laodao's name again. The search engine came out, and all Zhang Laodao's information was displayed.

Zhang Daolin, a man, an old man with miscellaneous hair, died at the age of 55. He leaked the secrets and could not be killed. First, he was beaten into the blood pool hell, and then into the knife mountain hell and was sentenced for a hundred years.

Lu Judgment was a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly: "Well, Brother Zhang, Mr. Mao leaked the secrets because he increased his life expectancy. In addition, as a monk when he was young, he had a male-female relationship and had been beaten into the hell of the blood pool. I'm afraid this is not easy to do."

"What are you talking about? What I said doesn't work, does it? Zhang Haotian stared, and Lu Yan shivered.

"Well, Chenghuang already knows it. If you take him away, I can't explain it to my boss."

Zhang Haotian said angrily, "What are you telling me? Just say that Zhang Laodao was robbed by me, Zhang Haotian. Damn, robbery is a sin once, and twice is also a sin. If you have too much debt, just ask Chenghuang to tell me the number.

Lu Judge was still a little hesitant, but he glanced at Zhang Haotian's soul-chasing knife. There was a cool breeze on the back of his neck. Finally, he gritted his teeth: "Well, I'll carry this matter for you, Brother Zhang. If one day I bump into your hand and look for the face I have helped you, you must show mercy."

Zhang Haotian said, "Okay, I will remember your benefits. Bring up Zhang Laodao."

Lu judge can't do anything about it. He really can't afford to provoke Zhang Haotian. He knows that this boy will destroy the world. When he destroys the world, not to mention the underworld and the yang, the three gods and demons can't stop him. Isn't it just a Zhang Daolin? Your own life is more important.

He waved his hand to the ghost around him and whispered a few times in his ear. The ghost took the order.

In less than 15 minutes, Zhang Laodao was taken out of the blood pool hell.

Zhang Banxian saw Zhang Haotian at a glance, and tears came out. The Yellow River was like water.

"Haotian, you're here. Help."

Zhang Laodao is very calculating, but he can't calculate it anyway. He didn't figure out when he would die.

In fact, after returning to the mountain temple that night, Zhang Laodao has been studying how to detoxify Mengmeng.

He looked through a lot of ancient books and finally found a medicine called nine leaves and a flower.

A nine-leaf flower is a rare and rare treasure. It grows in a very gloomy place. It usually grows next to the coffin of the dead. With the help of human yin qi, it grows in a thousand years, blooms in a thousand years, and bears children in a thousand years. It takes three thousand years to mature once. It's like the peach of the Queen Mother.

This kind of medicine is difficult to find. As long as you find an ancient tomb that is more than 3,000 years old, you can generally find it when you dig it.

Just when Zhang Laodao was overjoyed to find the antidote, he suddenly flashed, and two people in black entered the house.

Zhang Laodao has yin and yang eyes, and he can see at a glance that they are the soul messengers of the underworld.

Two people in black smiled and said, "Zhang Daolin, your longevity has arrived. Follow me to report to hell."

Zhang Laodao was shocked and calculated with his fingers: "It's not right. The zodiac indicates that I still have 18 years of life. Why did you arrest me so early? It's not in line with the rules?"

The enchanted messenger said, "It's not in line with the rules. It's the rule when Lupan asks you to die. You reveal the secret, steal pork, and go to Cuiweiju to pick up girls if you have nothing to do. It has long been broken."

Mao Laodao began to struggle: "It's wrong. I'm a fortune teller. Of course, the fortune teller will reveal the secrets, saying that I have eaten pork and picked up girls, and I will bring out the evidence."

The enchanted messenger said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense. If there is a place where you can reason in the underworld, we just arrest people."

After saying that, the chain was put on Zhang Laodao's neck as soon as he threw it.

If you want to say that Mr. Zhang is really not covered, he quickly took out the ballpoint pen on the table and wrote a few lines: change his life against the sky, fold the sun to the end of his life, want to save Mengmeng, and give up the Yuanjing.

Because the ghost behind was in a hurry, he didn't have time to tell Zhang Haotian to look for nine leaves and a flower, so he had to write a 9 word on the last line. The 9 characters are very small, and it looks like a comma at first glance.

Zhang Laodao was pulled into the hell and pulled in front of Lu judge, who sat high in the office chair.

"Are you Zhang Daolin?"

Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Hang Long live Lu, it's the way to be poor."

"What channel is the poor road? Are you a cable channel or a wireless channel?

Zhang Laodao almost smiled, and Lu's ears were not very good.

"Hey hey, Grandpa Lu, I'm a good person. I haven't done anything wrong. I have a center that follows the Lord of Hell, two basic points, three representatives, eight honors and eight shames, and strive to be perfect. I love the people, I love the underworld government, and you know it clearly."

Lupan put his nose and said, "Pull the ball on the swing - bullshit. It's useless to wear a high hat. If you want to come, it's affordable."

Lu Judge said, rubbed his fingers and made a count of money.

Zhang Laodao understood that Lupan wanted money.

The old man was very cunning. He touched his pocket up and down and said, "I'm sorry, I have a lot of money in Yangjian. Zhang Haotian gives me one million yuan a year. Why don't you put me back and I'll burn 100 billion yuan for you?"

Lu Judge touched his beard and said to himself that the old man was an iron rooster. He didn't pull out his hair. He didn't fucking bring money when he died. The J8 is stingy.

"You should have gone to hell on the 18th floor. Look at your flattery. Let's go into the blood pool."

Lupan waved his hand, and the ghost pawns on both sides picked up Zhang Laodao and pulled him into the blood pool like a chicken.

What is a blood pool? The blood pool in the underworld is an extra large cell, but the cell is full of blood, and the sufferers will be hung up, head down, the upper body falls into the air, and the lower body is soaked in the blood pool.

Along the way, from the first floor of hell to the thirteenth floor, there were screams on both sides, which scared Zhang Laodao.

I said to myself, Zhang Haotian, I'm your mother. I was detained by Lu for you. If you have a conscience, burn me 100 billion yuan and let me bribe Lu Jian. Even if you burn a few pictures of beautiful women, it's good.

If you don't burn money for me, I wish you give birth to a son without P eyes, poop and tear toilet paper, have menstruation in the middle of the night, and Yang Wei will not lift it within three years. Take a wife without a Mimi, give birth to a son without Xiaoqi, wait and so on.

When he came to the blood pool hell, Zhang Laodao smiled, because he saw a group of people soaked in the cell, but there was no blood in the cell, and it was filled with stool.

Zhang Laodao frowned and asked the ghosts on both sides: "Brother ghosts, why is there no blood in the blood pool? Is it all shit?"

The ghost snorted, "It's still blood. It's good to have stool."

Lao Zhang asked, "Why? This is not in line with the rules. Does it mean that you are also cutting corners in the underworld?

The ghost said, "No, there is Guo Meimei in Yangjian, do you know?"

Zhang Laodao nodded and said, "Do you know the one from the Red Cross?"

The ghost said, "Yes, the blood of the people of the Red Cross Bar in Yangjian has been drained. They are vampires. There is no blood on the people. Of course, the blood pool in the underworld is short of resources. It's good to have stool."

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