I became emperor in the Tang Dynasty by relying on the palace fighting system

Li Qingning was extremely surprised and asked quickly, "Xuan Zun, my brother, he, he! Was he executed by parading through the streets?!"

Qingluan looked at her in surprise: "What's wrong? Your brother has committed so many crimes, you don't think he can escape punishment in the underworld?"

Punishment from the underworld? !

Is it going to hell?!

Everyone's pupils were trembling, as if they had nystagmus.

Qing Luan snorted coldly: "If the crimes committed by people in the mortal world are punished sufficiently by the mortal government, their karma will be eliminated and the underworld will no longer punish them after they die."

"If the karma is not completely eliminated, the remaining punishment will be made up by the underworld."

"Your brother has committed many evil deeds. It is not enough to just lose his life. In the underworld, he will face decades of punishment in hell."

Qingluan spoke with great disdain.

Li Qingning's face turned pale instantly. He stood up, looked at Yu Dou Xuan Zun pleadingly, and was about to kneel down again.

“Xuan Zun…”

Li Chao spoke first, interrupting her kneeling: "Don't look for my sister."

"Fengdu is the army of the underworld. It is only responsible for external wars and the ultimate interrogation of emperors, generals, princes, nobles, and all human spirits."

"Your brother is a commoner and is under the jurisdiction of the Taishan Underworld and the Mother Goddess Hou Tu. He has nothing to do with us."

"Don't think we absolve him of his guilt."

Li Zhao closed his eyes and said, "Go away. I am lonely."

After saying that, Madam Zhang immediately started to drive the guests away. Li Qingning was dragged out by Pei Yuan, Yan Rushi and others, without even a chance to beg for mercy.

In order to better intimidate the bastards in the Tang Dynasty, Li Zhao set the location for the nightmare to be released several streets near the gate of Pingkangfang.

So, at sunset, the young men who had just entered Pingkangfang and the generals who were out on night patrol were shocked to find a group of strangely dressed servants on the street.

Wu Hou waved his stick and rushed over to drive them away: "Who are you? It's curfew, go back to your house!"

Unexpectedly, the sticks went through their bodies when they were swung down.

Wu Hou's eyes popped out: "???!!!"

One of the ghost officials turned around and looked expressionlessly at the Wu Hou who was swinging the stick, and the Wu Hous immediately felt a chill in their backs.

The ghost yelled, "The ghost is doing his job, no one is allowed to disturb me!"

A cold wind suddenly blew from all directions, making everyone shiver.

After a moment of silence, screams rang out on the street.

“Ahhhhh!! There’s a ghost!”

“It’s haunted!!”

The people in Pingkangfang were so frightened that they scattered like birds and beasts and hid in various dance halls.

In an instant, the street was clean enough for horses to run on, with only the big red lanterns hanging high up, swaying in the wind.

The music and dancing in the dance halls stopped, and after a brief period of chaos and noise, they fell into deathly silence again.

Some brave people lit incense and burned it through the window screen with trembling hands, put their eyes on it, and peeked at the ghost officials' movements through the window screen.

There were both male and female ghost messengers, young and old. Their bodies were as pale as snow, their lips were red or purple, but their eyes were all pitch black, and they wore tall hats on their heads.

The women wore white clothes and red skirts, while the men wore black clothes and red skirts. They held mourning sticks in one hand and soul-catching chains in the other, with a man tied to one end of the chain.

The tied-up men were crying and shouting, with all kinds of scars on their bodies. Only their faces were relatively clean, but overall they looked extremely miserable.

One of the turtles recognized the man in the lead and hissed, "Isn't this Li Dabao, the younger brother of Li Wenxue, the head of Taiwei Changzhu Mansion?!"

The young men who came here for fun were horrified: "It's him?! The one Xuanzun ordered to be punished?!"

As they were astonished, an extremely bloody scene appeared.

The ghost officials stopped in the middle of the street and drew two large circles emitting green light. A red-hot copper pot rose up from the circles, and inside it was boiling orange grease.

In another circle, a ceramic jar was raised, and there was a pool of clear water in the jar.

Afterwards, the ghost officials swung the soul-catching chain, and Li Dabao and others on the other end of the chain were thrown directly into the oil pan.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Li Dabao's facial features were deformed by the boiling oil and he screamed.

They had big blisters on their bodies, which were red and looked like big tomatoes growing on their bodies.

The extremely shrill screams resounded throughout Pingkangfang, alarming people from other dance studios to come and check out the situation.

At this time, the street was plunged into a terrifying scene composed of four colors: green, red, blue and black.

The fireworks are green, the oil in the pot is red and orange, the streets are pitch black, the mist is aqua blue, and there is a group of gloomy ghosts and sinners.

This scene is so horrifying!

“Ahhhhh! There’s a ghost!! Run!”

The people who came to check were so frightened that they lost their souls. Some of them were so terrified that they ran away.

Some of them rolled their eyes and fainted on the spot.

Li Dabao and his companions were bombed for a full half hour. They were fried to a crisp, leaving only a charred human figure.

The ghost officials then took out a large net bag made of wire, fished them out and threw them into another vat of clear water with fire at the bottom.

They instantly regained their human form, but were already dying.

The people who were peeping behind the window screen couldn't bear it anymore, so they turned around and vomited everywhere regardless of the occasion or place.

Afterwards, the ghost officials threw Li Dabao and others, who had just recovered, back into the oil pan!

The shrill screams of Li Dabao and others were heard again in Pingkangfang.

“Ahhhhhh! Spare me! Spare me!”

"I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong! Mom, help me! Help me!!"

"It was all my husband's idea. It has nothing to do with me! Spare my life!"

In this way, add clean water into the oil pan, add clean water into the oil pan, and repeat this cycle all night long.

The sinners were fried first and then stewed, and the whole Pingkangfang was filled with a strange meaty aroma.

It seemed as if all the insects that could smell this fragrance were trembling, hiding in the arms of the beauty, shivering and suffering from insomnia.

Some were even frightened into impotence by this hellish punishment, and have lost their virility ever since.

That night, no one in Pingkangfang or the surrounding areas could sleep.

The next day, at dawn, the ghost disappeared. The young masters and servants who had not slept all night hurriedly rode their horses and left Pingkangfang.

Some people even lost one of their shoes when they retreated, and no one cared.

They ran all the way home, regretting that their parents had not given them two more legs.

After returning, many people were frightened and fell ill, and had nightmares for several days. For a time, business of major temples and Taoist temples in Chang'an City was extremely booming.

This was the first time in history that Pingkangfang closed down.

This scene lasted for a whole month, and different punishment scenes could be seen every night.

There are mountains of knives and seas of fire, oil pans, hooked tongues, even snake caves, insect pots, feces pits and ice.

Li Zhao replayed every possible hell scene imaginable.

Li Dabao's mother, Mrs. Wang, came to see him once. Seeing her son suffer, she felt heartbroken. She cried out in pain for half the night and finally fainted.

It was Li Qingning who came and took her back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as her mother, Mrs. Wang, woke up, she slapped Li Qingning hard!

"You beast! How could I give birth to a beast like you!"

Li Qingning covered his face and looked at his crazy mother in disbelief.

"Mother, what did you say?"

Why should A Niang blame her?