Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

"What do you mean?" Bai Ying asked.

"Literally speaking, this is obviously the underworld, and it is also in the Netherworld. Miss Liyan must be familiar with the environment in this Netherworld."

"Indeed." Li Yan said.

Bai Ying said in surprise: "But didn't you say that there is no underworld in the Netherworld? I thought the underworld was just a legend."

Li Yan frowned and said: "The Underworld existed before, but then disappeared, and the Netherworld formed its current situation. If the Underworld was still there, how could the Netherworld invade China."

Bai Ying was puzzled, "If the underworld is so powerful, why did it suddenly disappear?"

"No one knows the reason." Li Yan said.

Qi Hongye also said: "When I was transformed into a soul after death, I felt the power of the underworld pulling me, but it passed away for a moment and made me think it was an illusion. There was no legendary ghost to lure me, so I just kept Wandering in the world.

"Later, those newly transformed ghosts gradually became unable to sense the pull of the underworld."

The wise Buddha opened his mouth and said: "Everything you said is true, and this hell may also be true."

Demon God Shura smiled when he heard this and said: "The perception is indeed very real, but the underworld cannot really exist. I always thought that eating the food that Boss Song gave us would only have benefits. I didn't expect that it would have such an effect. Then wouldn't it be the same in the future? If he wants to drag us into the underworld, he can do it at any time?"

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed.

Qi Hongye looked at Demon God Shura, her expression a little colder, and she said, "If you haven't eaten Boss Song's food, maybe you are like those masters at this moment, passing through the gate of hell and truly entering the underworld."

Demon God Shura paused and said, "They may not have ever eaten low-level dishes, and we were also drawn into it, but we just have a little more freedom compared to them."

As soon as these words came out, even Qi Hongye frowned.

"It's useless to talk more. They have already entered the gate of hell. Do you want to go in and have a look?"

"I want to go in and have a look."

Demon God Shura said.

The rest of the people also nodded one after another, because they are not timid people, and they are already here anyway.

"It would be nice to see the underworld."

Bai Ying said.

Everyone followed the group of walking dead and entered the gate of hell one after another.

As if they were being watched by some powerful being, they all shuddered when they passed through the gate of hell.

Demon God Shura's expression changed slightly, and his expression became much more serious.

"They are still conscious and can still see and hear, but they cannot move and speak freely, just like we did before."

Bai Ying said after observing for a while.

Everyone also discovered this problem.

Demon God Shura said: "Then they must have extremely strong emotions of fear brewing in their hearts. If that guy Dao Ni is allowed to come here to guard them, wouldn't their cultivation level be greatly improved?"

Everyone ignored him, but silently kept this information in their hearts.

Dao Ni can absorb emotions and practice, which is very important information.

As for what type of emotional cultivation it requires, we can only investigate slowly.

"Is this the road to hell? Xue Ya, don't be afraid, I will accompany you. If it is really Boss Song who did it, he will definitely not hurt us."

Dahei anxiously circled around Xue Ya's location, but did not dare to touch her.

After hearing this, several people couldn't help but look forward.

If Dahei guessed this, then the next destination would be those legendary places.

For example, the City of Wasted Death, the Palace of Yama, the Naihe Bridge, etc...

They subconsciously had a trace of expectation.

But soon, Demon God Shura shattered their illusions.

"There are no ghosts here, and there are no soldiers from the underworld. No one is guarding the gates of hell. It must be the same in the places behind. What is there to see?"

After he finished speaking, several people glared at him.

Demon God Shura was asking for trouble, so he could only spread his hands and began to study some nearby buildings and environments.

Sure enough, they followed this group of people and started walking around the underworld.

After one lap, half a month has passed.

If Song Yu knew it, he would definitely be amazed.

Because he had already experienced this journey.

But at this moment, Song Yu had no intention to observe these masters who entered the underworld.

He was sitting upright and practicing, and the skills in his body were running rapidly to improve his cultivation.

Suddenly his vision went dark and he entered the underworld again.

But this time, it's not an empty underworld.

But he was sitting on the main seat of a hall, overlooking the bottom.

"I have to be four or five meters tall."

He groaned inwardly.

Because he couldn't move himself, it seemed he could only watch.

And when his own body turned inadvertently, he saw what he looked like now.

"Damn it, isn't this the Dharma of Yama that I have understood?"

Song Yu was a little confused.

This Yama's Dharma is the trump card at the bottom of the medium-voltage box of several magical powers he currently has.

In addition to the supernatural power of the other side that I am not yet proficient in, it is the power of Yama's Dharma.

"Where is the resentful soul in the hall?"

At this time, he found that he actually spoke.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a strong sense of official power arose spontaneously, making Song Yu feel a little elated.

Because the human soul kneeling under the main hall was a thin man, and there were two ghost guards holding him kneeling on the ground.

Looking down like this, there is a drop of about five or six meters, and the other party needs to raise his head hard to see him.

"Lord of Hell, please forgive me. I don't want to die. It's not my fault, it's that couple of bitches. They not only cuckolded me, but also damaged the brakes of my car. Otherwise, how could I have killed someone, and also damaged my car?" Life is also involved..."

The soul of the man kneeling in the hall shouted that he was wronged and his words were garbled, but Song Yu also understood the whole story.

"Quiet... I will investigate this matter myself..."

Another official speech was made, and Song Yu stared at it all with his mouth agape.

Because he found out that he had become King of Hell and was still trying a case.

Listening to the previous conversation, it seems that this person was dissatisfied with the judge's decision, and that's why he made trouble in the Yama Hall.

What followed was a series of summonses to witnesses.

Finally, Song Yu saw 'himself' wave his hand, and a simple black and white book appeared in his hand.

The pages of the book turned, and the detailed information of the person in the hall appeared, and even what happened every day was recorded.

Song Yu exclaimed in his heart that this is definitely a book of life and death, and it is more powerful than modern high-tech. It can even find out the detailed information of any living being with just a thought.

But what surprised him was that when he glanced at it, he found that behind the names of many people who flashed across the Book of Life and Death, there was no clear future, only a messy ball of thread, which was very complicated.

And the breath of this book of life and death is somewhat familiar.

But I've never seen it...

Song Yu thought with some confusion.

"The king pronounces the verdict..."

Song Yu looked at the resentful soul below who was found not guilty, but his yang energy was gone, so he could only enter the City of Wasted Death and wait thirty years before entering reincarnation.

"Why are you asking me to watch this? I haven't practiced martial arts and gone crazy."

Song Yu fell into deep thought, but the next moment, he found that he began to rise into the sky, and gradually began to overlook the entire underworld, and even the entire Netherworld, as if all living beings in the world were ants.

Blood-red thunder roared beside him, and Song Yu was a little worried that they would hit him.

But he worried in vain, because he seemed to be nothing, and these thunders could not touch him.

The next moment, he fell suddenly, and at the same time, he woke up.