After everyone visited the first layer of hell, Feng took everyone to the second layer, the Fire Purgatory.

The Fire Inferno is different from the previous level, this one is full of lava lakes and active volcanoes. The ghosts serving their sentences here are all people who have short money and deceived people's interests during their lifetimes, and their sentences are 8864 years.

The ghosts in this layer of prison are from the inside to the outside, autumn clothes and autumn pants, sweaters and wool pants, cotton clothes and cotton pants are wrapped tightly one by one, and they are all wearing thick sea otter hats on their heads, large mink scarves around their necks, and all UGG are worn on their feet, and they are sitting together eating spicy fragrant pot at the moment.

"This is too torturous, isn't it?" muttered an old man in gold and silver. He secretly made up his mind that when he went back this time, he would have to make up for the wages of his subordinates in one go.

Feng's crotch: "It's nothing, let me tell you, each of them has sixty-eight warm babies on their bodies!"

This underworld is really ruthless, and it can come up with such a sinister punishment method, and it is embarrassing to advertise itself every day as a good underworld that advocates ghost care and respects the rights of ghosts and ghosts.

"The breakfast here is the hot girls of the mountain city, the lunch is spicy fragrant pot, the dinner is Korean-style teppanyaki, and a barbecue or skewer supper is added every day, all tourists, it is lunch time, does anyone want to dine with them? The experience price is only 688!"

Everyone hurriedly refused: "Forget it, after standing here for less than two minutes, my mouth is foaming, and you dare to eat these? ”

Feng crotch helplessly led everyone to the next floor, and before he was released from the prison gate, he whispered to the receptionist on the side: "It seems that this meal package plan is not working, go back and let them go to the market to buy a batch of folding fans to sell here, just say that it is painted by Tang Bohu and Su Dongpo's ghosts!"

......

The crowd came to the third level, Storm Purgatory.

The inmates on this floor were all tied to a thick iron chain, like kites, and the raging wind was blowing and swaying in the sky.

"The minimum wind level here is 13 and the maximum can reach 120. This layer is set up for the villain who has no faith in his words and treachery, and the sentence is 9981 years, but in response to the call of the red-headed document of the ghost culture of the underworld, this layer has introduced a special regulation. Anyone serving a sentence in this prison will receive a cigarette and a disposable lighter, and those who light a cigarette can be released from prison at any time!"

Zhang Zizai complained: "You should send a windproof lighter, such a strong wind, who can you let light it?"

Feng said embarrassedly: "Well...... The idea for this floor was proposed by your boss. ”

Zhang Zizai: "Old Yao?"

Feng smiled at the crotch of his pants: "That's him." ”

Zhang Zizai couldn't help but scold: "This old yin 13 is really bad!"

Feng's crotch was tight, and he hurriedly stepped forward to cover Zhang Zizi's mouth: "Brother, you talk more leisurely, this place is full of surveillance, he can hear what you say, Lao Yao is small-minded and loves to hold grudges, don't spread it to his ears when the time comes, if you can't get out of this layer, it will be worth the loss." ”

As soon as Feng's crotch finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice in the air: "Feng crotch, hurry up to the door to get your fireworks and fire!"

......

Feng's crotch finally got out of prison. Because the lighter that Lao Yao gave him was windproof.

Despite this, he was already pale with fright, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Therefore, the visits and explanations of the later layers of hell were absent-minded and became a little perfunctory. Therefore, the visit to the last few floors is a bit boring.

Of course, it's not all because of him.

The most important thing is that the long-awaited punishment scene did not appear.

According to Feng's explanation, a new round of reform of the prefecture is now being implemented, and the main core content of this round of reform is to put an end to violent law enforcement and advocate ghost care.

As a result, the once fearsome torture purgatory became the first department to be banned.

Feng pointed to the four strong men who were sitting together next to him rubbing hemp, and sighed: "Everyone, have you seen it, these four people in front of you are the people in charge of the knife mountain, stone press, tongue pulling, and oil pot hell that were once very popular in the underworld." Just because he couldn't keep up with the pace of the reform of the prefecture, he couldn't give a good departmental rectification measure in time, and now all of these brothers have been sent here to see the gate. ”

Everyone couldn't see the restricted-level scene, and naturally felt a little lost in their hearts. But fortunately, this eighteenth layer of hell still responded to the call in time, and the rectification was very successful, and now it is open to the public and allowed to visit. So, everyone came to the last floor with anticipation.

As soon as they entered the door, everyone's eyes lit up. Where hell is this, it is clearly heaven!

The environment here is different from the hell of the upper floors, with lush rainforests dotted with flowers, birds, and insects. The blue sky and white clouds, the ocean and the beach have everything, it is simply beautiful. In the center of purgatory there is a huge rotating table, on which there is a variety of delicacies, and the tortured ghosts gather around the table, basking in the sun and eating a big meal.

If it weren't for the fact that half of their bodies were soaked in a huge dung pit, Zhang Zizi might have really wondered if he had come to the wrong place.

Zhang Zizai looked intently, and actually found a few familiar figures from this group of ghosts-famous Internet writers such as Fenghuo, Dai Xiaolou, and Leng Zuan.

Zhang Zizai stepped forward and greeted a few people.

"Why are you all here?"

Fenghuo sighed: "Don't mention it, it's not because there are a few novels that TJ is invited here by them." ”

Zhang Zizai comforted them: "Although the smell of this place is a little unpleasant, no matter what, it is much better than the upper layers, at least you don't have to suffer." ”

Fenghuo smiled: "That's not, we are all big IPs with tens of millions of fans, this little privilege is still there, look here, the wind is beautiful, the four seasons are like spring, you don't have to work every day and you don't have to suffer, and there are so many delicious foods to enjoy." ”

Zhang Zizai: "Really, you don't have to do anything every day, just stand up and eat these big meals?"

Dai Xiaolou on the side smiled slightly: "Yes, just dip it and eat it!"

......

Everyone ended their journey to the eighteenth layer of hell and rushed to the last stop of this trip, the Sansheng Stone.

Standing in front of this stone, you can see the marriage of your previous life, this life and the next life, and the word "three lives" is derived from this. Tourists, don't want 80,000 today, don't want 66,000, you only need to pay 16,000, you can stand in front of the Sansheng Stone and experience a wonderful marriage journey. The first five visitors who pay can also get our free gift - Love Corpse Oil Ferro Mengmeng!

This Fei Luo Meng Meng is refined from the flesh of a thousand-year-old zombie, just drop a drop on your body, give your sweetheart a smell, and you can make him obsessed with you!"

The bat spirit came to his senses after hearing this, "I won't look at the Sansheng Stone, and I'll give me five bottles of corpse oil!"

Feng's crotch looked embarrassed and said, "This corpse oil is a controlled item and cannot be sold at will." But...... If the girl really wants to, she can experience the Sansheng Stone five times in a row, so that she can get five gifts!"

When the bat spirit heard this, he immediately threw his hand to Feng's crotch: "Okay, then give me five times...... No, ten times!"

Feng smiled in the crotch of his pants: "No problem, I'll handle it for you now!"

After Feng received the money, he took out ten bottles of corpse oil from the box behind him and handed them to the bat spirit: "I forgot to remind you, this love corpse oil has been applied by the Underworld Rotation King with a special buff, and it can only be effective when used on the real destined people who appear on the Sansheng Stone." ”

Bat Spirit: "Didn't you say it earlier?"

Feng's crotch: "I said it earlier, don't you buy it!"

.......

Although there is the mischief of the bat spirit and the ripping of Feng's crotch. But everyone is still interested in Sansheng Stone, and they have paid to line up to experience it.

"I'll just say, I've made a hole in the wall to hide the money, and I can still be found by my wife, and this girl is a pixiu in her last life!" After the middle-aged Xiangshi got down from the Sansheng Stone, he couldn't help but complain.

"Why isn't my other half a GD Oba!Impossible, impossible!" The girl said with an incredulous expression on her face.

"My wife in the next life is quite beautiful, and there is hope for her next life!"

"Hahaha, I knew he liked me!"

......

Everyone walked in front of the Sansheng Stone, some happy and some sad.

Zhang Zizai looked at their expressions and sighed.

These people are all masters with high cultivation in this world, and they are inevitably vulgar. But also, even the old dragon king will become the old king next door in the face of the marriage problem of his children, let alone them.

Feng walked up to Zhang Zizai and asked, "Brother, why don't you go up and have a look?"

Zhang Zizi shook his head: "Forget it, it's too expensive, I look down on it." ”

Feng crotch: "You can't see it, we're all our own people, of course it's free!" After saying that, he handed Zhang Zizai a ticket.

Zhang Zizai took the ticket and came to line up in front of the Sansheng Stone.

A man with a long sword on his back walked over, staring at Zhang Zizi with straight eyes, and his heart was furious when he saw it.

"Why do you keep looking at me, it can't be that I have appeared in your Sansheng Stone, right? Big brother, I'm not good at this!"

The long sword man said embarrassedly: "No, no, I haven't seen it yet." ”

Zhang Zizai: "That's ....... Want to cut the line?"

Long Sword Man: "No, it's actually that I didn't bring so many dark coins, I just heard Director Feng say that you have a free ticket, I want to come and discuss ....... with you."

Zhang Zizai: "No!"

Sword Man: "I really have to confirm my marriage...... I can give you money, the kind used above!"

Zhang Zizai: "Do your sweet dreams!"

Long sword man: "Give you 10,000!"

Zhang Zizai: "Twenty thousand!"

Long Sword Man: "Fifteen thousand!"

Zhang Zizai pulled the little brother into the team and stuffed the ticket into his hand: "Congratulations, your dream has come true!"