Hearing Ding Ermiao scolding Bao Heitan as a faint official, the ghost servants in the knife and saw hell were all startled, and they pounced on them together and covered Ding Ermiao's mouth.

Even the south gate was unharmed, and he was not a little surprised, and gave Ding Ermiao a look again and again.

Zhao Hu glared at Ding Ermiao and turned away.

Seeing Bao Yanluo walking away with the four guards, the ghost servants let go of Ding Ermiao's mouth.

"Ancestor, why do you even scold Bao Yama?" The leader of the ghost service breathed a sigh of relief and said without complaints.

"Isn't it okay to scold? I'm in the eighteenth layer of hell, and I'm afraid that he will wrap me in black charcoal and beat me to the nineteenth layer of hell? Ding Ermiao snorted and scoffed.

There is nothing important except death, no matter how bad the result is, can it be worse than now?

"Of course he could send you to the nineteenth floor of hell. The upper chaplain must know that in the fifth prison of Bao Yanluo, there are still sixteen small hells with a heart......" said the ghost servant.

I'm together, and there are sixteen little hells of heart?

The hero doesn't eat the loss in front of him, Ding Ermiao thought about it, and finally stopped scolding.

Although Ding Ermiao stopped scolding, but Bao Yanluo's order just now, the ghost servants did not dare to disobey, and they still wanted to execute Ding Ermiao.

So the saw knife was set up again, and the two seedlings were sawed.

The saw knife was pulled around on the top of his head, and Ding Ermiao, who was in pain, trembled all over.

"Hey, his mother is in so much pain, you can change to a big knife and cut me in half with a knife on the top of my head, okay?" Ding Ermiao shouted.

"Returning to the upper cha, there are only saws here, no knives." The ghost servant replied.

Nanmen Wuxian pointed to the side, and said: "Rub some oil on the sawtooth, and there will be no pain when sawing." ”

"But Uncle Guo wants zhīdào, and after the sawtooth is oiled, the healing is very slow. It doesn't hurt now, but it hurts even more then. ”

Ding Ermiao was completely desperate and shouted: "Saw, saw, don't say it, the more you talk, the more frightened you are." ”

In fact, Ding Ermiao couldn't talk anymore, because the saw had already sawed over his nose, and he was about to see it to his mouth.

So the ghost servants continued to execute, and Ding Ermiao continued to endure the torture.

Suddenly, I heard the ghost servants guarding the door, and there was a chaotic shout, "The Jizo King Bodhisattva is here!" ”

Jizo King?

Ding Ermiao opened his eyes from the pain, ready to see this Netherworld Sect Master, the **oss in the Netherworld.

Don't look at the Jizo King Bodhisattva, he has no official or position in the underworld, but he is a preacher, so he is called the head of the Netherworld.

His prestige is the highest. The Hades King of the Ten Palaces was all respectful to him and listened to his words.

I saw a thin figure walking in outside the door of the torture room, with snow-white stubble, shining silver. The gray monk's robes were crumpled, like yīyàng picked up from a garbage dump.

Ding Ermiao couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the Jizo King Bodhisattva, and said secretly in his heart: "Why does this Jizo King Bodhisattva and the edible master who died in Yaohai Park look exactly yīyàng?" ”

"Good, good, my Buddha is compassionate......," King Jizo chanted a Buddha with his palms together, and looked around at the torture chamber, with compassion in his eyes.

"Bodhisattva Compassion ......"

In an uproar, the ghost servants in the torture room had already knelt down.

"Bodhisattva, you have great compassion and have saved countless people, so you will spare us from punishment and surpass our rebirth!" Some clever ghost criminals also opened their mouths and screamed, and their voices were sad.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" King Jizo clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.

Although the voice of the king of Jizo was not loud, as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately suppressed the noisy chatter in the torture room, and it was silent.

Then, with a wave of his hand, King Jizo motioned for the ghosts to get up, and said, "The punishment of all the ghosts here has been lifted." When the time comes, let them out. And the punishment which they have spared has been put upon me......"

I went, and sure enough, it was the Jizo King Bodhisattva who "he doesn't go to hell, who will go to hell", and he actually used himself to replace the ghost prisoner to be punished!

Ding Ermiao was in awe, thinking in his heart, the king of Jizo is 10,000 times more respectable than that bag of black charcoal.

The leader of the ghost servants knelt down and said with tears in his eyes: "Bodhisattva, you are always compassionate, but some ghosts have committed great crimes, and they are really not worthy of your example!" ”

"All sentient beings have done their best to prove Bodhi, and hell is not empty, and they will not become Buddhas. Good good ......" King Jizo looked around and said, "Just do what the old man says." From this day forward, I will come here for three hours every night to be punished in the place of the demon criminals. ”

"Yes." The leader of the ghost servants didn't dare to say any more, kowtowed, got up and shouted at the ghost criminals, "Have you waited to thank the Jizo King Bodhisattva?!" ”

"Bodhisattva Compassion, O ......"

"Bodhisattva, you are my biological parents, the light of the bitter sea!"

"Bodhisattva ......"

Suddenly, the voice of praise and gratitude was boiling and endless.

There are also those who have to inch in, shouting loudly: "Bodhisattva, you have done good things to the end, let me be reincarnated, is it okay to be a big official in the next life?" ”

Immediately, a ghost servant stepped forward and gagged the guy with a rag.

"Amitabha." King Jizo shouted the Buddha's name, and the audience fell silent again.

Nanmen smiled and shouted, "Bodhisattva, do you remember me?" I'm safe at the South Gate. ”

"Remember, remember." King Jizo smiled and walked over to this direction.

When his eyes swept over Ding Ermiao, the king of Jizo said to the leader of the ghost soldiers, "You can relieve the pain of this benefactor." ”

Ding Ermiao wanted to speak, but he couldn't, because the saw blade was just stuck in his mouth, and from top to bottom, it split his mouth in half vertically.

The ghost servants hurriedly removed the saw blade, took out the red cloth and wrapped Ding Ermiao's already two halves of his head, and tightened it vigorously.

At the same time, Ding Ermiao's hands, feet and limbs have also been released.

After another sharp pain, the red cloth was removed. Ding Ermiao opened his eyes, touched his head with his hand, and found that it had been restored and intact.

"Donor, are you better?" King Jizo looked at Ding Ermiao and asked with a smile.

"It's much better, thank you to the old monk for interceding with me, and thank you to the old monk for taking the lead and reducing my punishment." Ding Ermiao thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"Donors don't have to be polite." King Jizo bowed his head slightly and said:

"As soon as Bao Yama came, I followed him. He must be zhīdào I will exempt you from the punishment, so the punishment of the donor will be doubled. Under the means of Yama, in fact, it is also the heart of a bodhisattva. I also hope that the donor will not hold a grudge against Bao Yama. ”

Ding Ermiao nodded, understood, it turned out that Bao Hei Tan was scaring himself. Because the king of the land of zhīdào will arrive later, he will save himself from this pain.

But scare yourself for no reason, he's still not a good thing!

What kind of hatred and hatred, with a black face, scares people into fluttering?

"Thank you to the old monk for telling me, I don't blame him." Ding Ermiao smiled, waved his hand very generously, and suddenly asked:

"Dare to ask the old monk, do you know an old monk called Neng Idiot?"