"System, how many lottery chances do I have now?”
Li Mo asked in his heart.
"The host's current number of lottery draws is: Four times."
"Draw all of them!" Li Mo said without hesitation.
"Congratulations to the host for successfully extracting the Yin God, Horse-faced Rakshasa!”
[Horse Face Rakshasa: Unparalleled speed, ranked as one of the Ten Great Yin Commanders.]
"Congratulations to the host for successfully extracting, Tongue Pulling Hell!!”
Tongue-Pulling Hell: The first level of the 18 levels of hell. Those who enter this hell will suffer endless pain of having their tongues pulled out. The ghosts will open the mouths of the people who come, clamp their tongues with iron pliers, and pull them out. They won't pull them out in one go, but they will pull them out slowly. The pain won't kill them.
"Congratulations to the host for successfully drawing the City of Vain Death!!”
[City of Vain Deaths: The place where the ghosts of people who died in vain (that is, not due to old age, but due to suicide, disaster, war, accident, murder, murder, etc., all unjustly killed are called Vain Deaths) live in the netherworld.]
"Congratulations to the host for successfully drawing the Life and Death Book! Judge Brush!"
The Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Brush recorded all the karma of life and death, good and evil in the past, and the direction of karma and the direction of the world.
The rewards for the four consecutive draws this time could be said to be very rich.
Even Li Mo looked hopeful.
Ox-Head and Horse-Face were also one of the iconic figures of the Netherworld, who did not fall behind the Black and White Impermanence.
Now, before Ox-Head arrived, Horse-Face came first.
"Horse Face ~"
Li Mo waved his hand, and a gust of cold wind instantly rose from the Shing Wong Temple.
A tall and terrifying black figure appeared in front of Li Mo. He was half-kneeling on the ground, wearing dark brown armor and holding a pitch-black steel fork. His appearance was terrifying. He had the head of a horse and the body of a man.
As he breathed in and out, thick Yin Qi gushed out from his nostrils.
It was like a black horse-faced man.
"Greetings, Lord!" When he opened his mouth, his voice was unexpectedly refined, with an indescribable ethereal quality.
It was the complete opposite of his appearance.
"Get up."
Hearing Li Mo's words, Horse Face immediately stood up.
The moment he stood up, he became even more terrifying. His body was actually about three meters tall, and his muscles were condensed, making him as tall as a small mountain.
Li Mo stood up and sized up this legendary ghost.
Compared to the Ten Kings of Hell, the Four Great Judges, and the high and mighty gods, the Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head, and Horse-Face reapers left a deeper impression on him.
With a thought, the legends about Horse Face appeared in his mind.
Chapter 8 of the Shurangama Sutra states,"The consciousness of the dead, upon seeing Great Iron City, fire snakes and dogs, tigers, wolves, lions, bull-headed wardens, horse-faced Rakshasa, with spears in hand, drive them into the city and into the Infernal Prison.”
He was a jailer of the netherworld, just like Ox Head. He was in charge of punishment and supervision. He was not much different from what Li Mo had imagined.
The only difference was that this body was much larger than he had imagined.
However, since Horse Face was able to become one of the ten Yin Marshals as a jailer, his strength could not be underestimated.
Li Mo said to Horse Face.
"Horse Face, although you are in charge of punishment, guarding the netherworld, and punishing evil spirits, now that the evil spirits in the human world have been eliminated, you will have to patrol the territory with the other ghosts and gods in the future.”
"Exterminate ghosts and evil!"
"Yes!" Horse-faced Rakshasa bowed respectfully without any objections.
The baleful aura around his body was even fiercer than the Black and White Ghosts.
Li Mo could not help but nod when he sensed Horse Face's powerful aura.
"The Black and White Ghosts will teach you what you don't understand.”
Hidden in the shadows, the Black and White Ghosts slowly appeared like guards.
He nodded slightly at his familiar yet unfamiliar colleague.
Horse Face nodded. Seeing that Li Mo was ignoring him, he walked behind Li Mo and hid quietly in the darkness like the Black and White Ghosts.
Then, Li Mo's mind moved.
It appeared in the Netherworld.
At this moment, in the Netherworld Kingdom, everything that was originally enveloped by the black fog began to fade.
Thousands of little ghosts knelt on the ground respectfully and kowtowed again, not daring to get up to see Li Mo's face.
They were all holding iron pliers in their hands.
It was this little jailer who was responsible for punishing the future prisoners of Tongue-Pulling Hell.
The Tongue-Pulling Hell did not look much different from the prison in ancient times, but the sinister atmosphere was a little stronger.
On the ground, countless tongues were scattered, and blood stained the entire hell.
"All of you, supervise this place well. Soon, this place will be filled with ghosts.”Li Mo said to the jailers.
"Yes!" Gui Zu replied respectfully.
Then, Li Mo tapped the ground with his toes. In the underworld, he was the god who controlled everything.
With a thought, he shifted his position.
His figure instantly appeared in front of a tall city wall.
In the endless netherworld.
This city, on the other hand, exuded an indescribable sense of comfort, incompatible with the netherworld.
Right above the city gate.
It was written in small seal characters, City of Vain Deaths.
These three words were sonorous and powerful. Through Truth Listener's six eyes, Li Mo could see that the words 'City of Vain Deaths' actually had a large amount of merit condensed.
According to legend, the City of Vain Deaths was a netherworld city created by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to contain the souls of people who had died in vain. He allowed people who had died in vain to live to the end of their lives here.
In the underworld, there is an infinite amount of merit accumulated.
This could be seen from the three words on the city gate.
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