Chapter 118 Grandma Su sees Qingbao as a judge

Chapter 118 Grandma Su sees Qingbao as a judge

These words were spoken.

The ghost messengers who had been menacingly suppressing Si Yao instantly became respectful and retreated.

Si Yao and Madam Su exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly.

A glint of clinging flashed in Si Yao's eyes.

"I didn't expect this judge to have such a high status in the underworld. If we file a complaint with him, we'll definitely be able to deal with Qingbao."

Grandma Su sneered, "Qingbao is such a good-for-nothing. She only knows how to command evil spirits and act arrogantly in the human world."

“Qingbao allowed evil spirits to kill us, which violated the order of the human world. She is doomed.”

It is said that there are always people more capable than you, and there is always something beyond your understanding. Old Mrs. Su's words were never just empty talk.

"Stop talking nonsense! The judge has asked you to go in, what are you whispering about here for!" Wang Sheng frowned and reprimanded sternly.

Si Yao glared at him fiercely, "You're dead too! I will report to the judge that you lingered in the mortal world after your death, causing harm to living beings!"

"Oh." Wang Sheng stood ramrod straight, without the slightest hint of panic.

"You're not afraid?" Si Yao's expression turned ugly.

Wang Sheng frowned. "If you don't go in now, I'll close the door."

Grandma Su pulled her back, "Don't be angry, it's important to complain."

He's just a lowly ghost messenger; he thought he was some kind of official.

In the mortal world, he wouldn't even qualify as a lowly ninth-rank official.

Si Yao calmed down a bit and smiled, "That's how it is."

The two walked into the gates of hell with smug expressions.

Wang Sheng pressed his lips tightly together.

The next moment.

boom--

The barrier of the underworld trembled and roared, sending Si Yao and Old Lady Su flying and crashing heavily to the ground.

Ghosts can get hurt?

They clutched their chests, their expressions contorted with pain.

"What... happened... pfft."

The spurting of black blood is a sign that the evil spirit has been severely injured.

Wang Sheng looked at the ghost messengers, and they laughed, "Your resentment is so strong, the barrier of the Gates of Hell will not allow you to break in. This has been the rule since ancient times."

To enter the underworld, one must first resolve grievances.

Otherwise, if the entire underworld is filled with vengeful ghosts, who will govern it?

"Didn't the judge send us in? If he doesn't stand up for us, how can we get justice?"

Si Yao was furious, her face turning black and red with anger.

"Even if it was the judge who summoned her, she couldn't break the barrier to let you in," the ghost messenger laughed.

Wang Sheng, standing to the side, looked delighted. "Did you hear that?"

The junior judge is just playing them for a fool.

He was just venting his anger.

Wang Sheng felt a warmth in his heart.

"I refuse to accept this!" Si Yao stood up, pointing angrily at the Gates of Hell. "What kind of damn judge is this? If you're so capable, come out and settle my score!"

"You're playing us like this, you're not fit to be a judge!"

Old Mrs. Su chimed in with her own curses, "That's right! We were killed by evil spirits in the mortal world, and you turned a blind eye. Now that we're in the underworld, you won't even give us a chance to file a complaint. Is that fair?"

"A vengeful ghost's lawsuit comes at a price." A sigh echoed from the gates of hell.

Si Yao and Grandma Su looked around.

"What price?"

A faint female voice came from the void:

"If your resentment stems from your own sins, and this resentment cannot be appeased, you will only have one end, which is..."

"Destroyed and consumed by the vengeful spirits of the River of Oblivion!"

"So, are you still going to file a lawsuit?"

Si Yao and Grandma Su were both taken aback.

They did commit crimes, that's true, but their deaths were all thanks to Qingbao.

Their resentment was also directed at Qingbao.

Old Mrs. Su was quite shrewd. She asked, "If our resentment stems from other evil people, can the crimes we committed in our previous lives be judged separately?"

This means that each matter should be handled separately; their grievances were quelled through the lawsuit, while their crimes will be dealt with separately.

Do not enter the River of Oblivion.

"The crimes will naturally be tried separately. Are you sure?" came the reply from above.

Grandma Su and Si Yao were overjoyed.

"We're sure!"

"We beg Your Honor to appear and punish this mortal for us!"

The two knelt down together, facing the gates of hell.

"Please, Your Honor, appear and uphold justice for us!"

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Squeak—

The gates of hell slowly opened.

The clattering footsteps grew closer, and the ghost messengers around them knelt down again, their faces full of respect.

Grandma Su was secretly delighted: Great! The judge has come out to judge them.

Si Yao murmured softly:

"The underworld, like the human world, also has performance records. Since she has agreed to help us settle our grievances, she will surely do a good job to gain the favor of King Yama. Mother-in-law, in a little while, we will ask the judge to go to the human world, take away Qingbao's soul, and throw it into the eighteenth level of hell. Let's see how arrogant Sihe will be then!"

"Yes, let Qingbao die today!" Old Mrs. Su's eyes were filled with malice!

She only regretted not having gouged out Qingbao's eyes sooner.

The words were spoken.

A figure approached them.

Si Yao and Grandma Su saw a pair of small boots, and then slowly looked up.

Her smile froze.

Looking at the round, chubby little face above.

Sunny, Sunny Baby?

Grandma Su stood up angrily, "Fine, Qingbao, I'm about to sue you, and you've delivered yourself right to my doorstep!"

Si Yao shouted towards the Gates of Hell, "Your Honor, the people we are suing have arrived in the Underworld! Come out and judge them quickly!"

Qingbao tilted her head, looking at them with a puzzled expression.

"Didn't you want to file a complaint to settle your grievances?"

"Yes, we're going to sue you! You're dead!" Old Mrs. Su said with a ferocious expression.

Si Yao sneered, "A jinx like you is too good for you. Going to the eighteenth level of hell is too good for you. You'll definitely be thrown into the River of Oblivion and devoured by vengeful ghosts."

The resentment on their faces grew stronger.

Qingbao sighed softly, "I'll ask you one last time, are you sure you want to sue?"

Once a complaint is filed, she will begin the trial.

There is no room for maneuver.

"Sue! I'm suing you!"

"I'll sue you until you're dead, or I'll die with my eyes open!"

The two answered very readily.

Qingbao nodded, her voice crisp and clear, "Okay, I respect your choice."

After saying that.

With a gentle wave of her little hand.

The ghost messengers carried the table through the air and slammed it heavily in front of the two ghosts, raising a cloud of dust.

The enormous phantom of the judge's pen trembled, then shrunk to its normal size and was placed on the desk.

The arrow-shaped token on the table, its tip seemingly dipped in blood, seemed to be clamoring for business to begin.

The ghost messengers stood respectfully on both sides, shouting in unison, "Please take a seat, Your Honor!"

Grandma Su and Si Yao had never seen such a scene before.

Seeing this scene, the two rubbed their hands excitedly, mentally listing one crime after another for Qingbao.

The next moment.

Their smiles gradually froze until they disappeared.

Grandma Su scolded, "Qingbao, what are you doing going up there? That's not the judge's seat! How can you be so ill-mannered and ignorant of the rules!"

Si Yao, unable to bear it any longer, shouted, "Get down here!"

She rushed up and grabbed Qingbao.

But the ghost guard whipped him back hard and shouted angrily:

"Insolence! How dare you disrespect the Judge!"

"Judge, Your Honor? You're not mistaken! She's my granddaughter Qingbao! How could she be a judge!"

Grandma Su's expression changed drastically.

She looked up.

Qingbao was already sitting in the judge's seat, and the aura emanating from her body suppressed them completely.

It’s over!

Qingbao, she is the judge!!!

She really is a judge!!