Meng Haimang appreciated Hu Yihui and Xu Ruoping's obvious bias toward him, and the inexplicable sourness that had just arisen within him settled down considerably. He gave a slight nod and said, "There's no need for everyone to worry. There are plenty of ghost guards traveling back and forth between the Eight Cold Hells and the Eight Hot Hells, and they have their own carriages and Earth Beasts. We are wearing invisibility cloaks, so if we conceal our auras and quietly hitch a ride without drawing attention, we shouldn't be discovered."
As it turned out, some souls committed countless murders, performed every imaginable evil, and were utterly unforgivable during their lifetimes. After death, when sentenced to hell, they did not merely suffer in a single layer. The worst offenders were made to "enjoy" all eighteen levels of hell in rotation before finally being cast down beneath the thousand-foot Yellow Springs, never to be reincarnated.
Encountering such wretches was much like dealing with hardened criminals in prison; the jailers had to run back and forth, escorting these souls from one hell to the next to serve their sentences. Naturally, this added extra workload to the ghost guards' duties, and those unlucky souls certainly never received a pleasant expression from them.
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