"Don't ask so much, you'll know why right away!" Huang Rong pushed Qin He's shoulder and walked towards the elevator, saying as she pushed.

Enter the elevator, and in about a minute, the elevator starts to descend.

"This...??" When the elevator went down for about two seconds, Qin He was surprised again, the elevator in front of him could see the outside from the inside.

When he saw the scene outside, Qin He's whole person became solemn.

Outside the elevator were rows of countless pillars, each with a ghost tied to it, and on either side of the pillars stood two shirtless ghosts, one of whom held a long pincer-like object in his hand.

I saw the ghost approaching the pillar of the ghost, stretched out his hands, pinched the ghost's mouth, and forcefully separated up and down, and another strong ghost holding the pliers put the pliers into the ghost's mouth, and closed the pliers forcefully, with a small sharp thorn in front of the pliers, and clamped his tongue firmly as soon as he closed it.

The strong ghost is not in a hurry or impatient, pulling the pliers slowly, and pulling outward little by little.

The ghost tied to the pillar twisted back and forth, presumably in pain.

"This is the hell of tongue pulling! It seems that the legend of the yang world is good, this first layer is really the hell of tongue pulling! I just didn't expect this tongue pulling to be so cruel, don't look at it!"

"This, this, what's going on?"

Qin He turned his head and looked around, and when he turned around, he couldn't be calm anymore, pointing his finger to the front and asking in surprise.

The reason why Qin He was surprised was because he saw a scene that shocked him, looking out through the transparent glass, there was actually a world on the first layer of hell.

A wide street, lined with all kinds of houses, European-style, classical, and some Chinese and Western combinations, the street is full of people, wearing all kinds of long-distance running gowns, some wearing suits and ties, women are all kinds of cheongsam, hair perm a little slightly curly, and then keep a shoulder-length hairstyle, twisting their buttocks and dangling on the street, occasionally a rickshaw shuttles from the crowd.

"Shhhhh

Qin He's surprised voice made the people in the elevator look at Qin He one after another, and Huang Rong, who was standing on the side, gave Qin He a roll of his eyes and warned softly.

"Most of the people living on this floor are ghosts from the Republic of China!"

"This floor, you mean there's the next floor?"

"That's pretty smart! Yes, there are eighteen floors of hell, and there are inhabitants on each floor!"

"Why is this so? Why haven't I heard of it in the sun?"

"Actually, it's been many, many years, the approximate time should be the Shang Dynasty that you said in the Yang world, the ghosts of the Xia Dynasty knew that their dynasty was overthrown by the Shang Dynasty, and they were naturally unhappy, under the impetus of the ghosts with hearts, the ghosts of the two dynasties broke out several wars in hell, and the things became bigger and bigger, and the ten halls of Yama were also a headache, and later under the advice of Judge Cui, the underworld expanded the eighteen layers of hell, and then the ghosts of the two dynasties lived separately, so that it finally stopped, from where on, as long as the yang world changed dynasties, the underworld would place the ghosts of each dynasty on the same floor, so do you understand？”

"Understood, that is, the meaning of not interfering with each other, out of sight and out of mind?"

"I've known you for so long, and for the first time I've found out you're pretty smart!"

"What do you mean by that?"

"I just praised you for being smart, and you're confused again? Can't you hear such an obvious compliment?"

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!"

Qin He didn't want to argue with this strange thing anymore, so he turned his head without saying a word and carefully looked at the situation in hell.

As the elevator slowly descended, Qin He probably understood a little, these eighteen layers of hell seem to be divided by the elevator, on the one hand, there are all kinds of torture in hell, and on the other hand, there are various eras, as for why he did this, Qin He probably guessed a little, and it is estimated that there is a sense of deterrence in it.

Imagine that every day when ghosts go up and down the elevator, they can see all kinds of criminal laws, can they not be afraid?

Next, Qin He not only saw all kinds of torture such as the sea of fire, steamers, and fried on the knife mountain, but also saw the Qing Dynasty period with long braids and clothes on the street, and also saw the Song Dynasty ghosts shaking fans on the street.

The further it goes, the more terrifying the criminal law becomes, and the dynasty becomes more and more distant.

When the elevator reached the seventeenth floor, Huang Rong, who had been lowering her head and playing with her mobile phone, nudged Qin He's arm, "It's here!"

"This is there?"

"Don't talk nonsense! You can't speak without my permission for a while, do you hear that?"

"Ask what?"

"Don't ask so much! If you want the boss's yang, just keep your mouth shut!"

"Hmm! I know" Qin He didn't greet Huang Rong's ancestor for the eighteenth generation, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, so he had to follow Huang Rong out of the elevator depressedly.

"Stop!

When the two of them just stepped out of the elevator, there was a row of ghosts dressed in systems standing at the exit of the elevator, and one of the big-bellied ghosts with the leading appearance walked towards Qin He and the two with his hands behind his back, scolding the two of them as they walked.

When the visitor walked to Qin He at a distance of about five meters, Qin He finally saw the appearance of the ghost clearly.

It didn't matter if he looked at it, Qin He almost laughed out loud. I saw that the ghost was tall and had good facial features, but his face was too dark, just like an African, black and glowing, so that Qin He didn't notice the existence of the ghost when he was in the distance, and when he saw this black ghost, Qin He almost laughed.

"Don't laugh, if you laugh out loud, you won't want to take the boss's yang qi back!" Huang Rong's lips opened lightly, and she weakly warned Qin He.

"Uh!" Hearing Huang Rong's words, Qin He hurriedly straightened his attitude and no longer dared to despise the ghost.

"Hello Eighth Master! The little ghost has given you a greeting, I wish you good luck like the long flowing water of the Yellow Spring, and the longevity is better than the Sansheng Stone!"

"Eighth Master, why is it so familiar?, could it be that this ghost is actually the famous Black Impermanence?"

People know that there are black and white impermanence ghosts in the underworld, but they don't know the real names of the two ghosts.

Black and white impermanence hell is a famous pair of ghosts, black impermanence is called Fan Wu Rescue, which belongs to yin. The face is fierce, the body is wide and fat, the face is small, and the official hat is written with the words "the world is peaceful", which means that there is no forgiveness for those who disobey the law and bear the guilt, and the respect is called "short master", "black master", "eighth master". Suck the yang soul of the woman, and scatter the yang spirit of the man.

Bai Wuchang's name is Xie Bi'an, and he belongs to Yang. He is often smiling, tall and thin, pale, with a long tongue, and the official hat on his head has the words "wealth at first sight" written on it, giving thanks and good luck to those who respect the gods, respecting it as "impermanence", "white master", "seventh master" and so on. Suck the ghost of the male, and scatter the soul of the female.

The status of black and white impermanence in the underworld is second only to the civil and military judges, bull heads and horse faces, flail masters, lock masters, ranking seven or eight, so it is also named "seven masters and eight masters".

"I can't be wrong to think about it, I can make this arrogant and domineering Huang Rong bow her head and say hello, and there is only this black and white impermanence. Thinking of this, Qin He deliberately glanced at Huang Rong, although the sunglasses and masks covered Huang Rong's face clearly, Qin He guessed that the facial products must be very flattering, and he couldn't help but despise this Huang Rong in his heart.

"Bully the soft and fear the hard!"

"What for?" asked Hei Wuchang with a blank face.

"The imp is here for a tour!"

"Travelers, I'm impatient, I don't know that the ten floors of hell are below the dangerous place, and it's strictly forbidden to enter?"

"My two ghosts have been in the underworld for many years, no, I want to be reincarnated recently, but I want to see the eighteen layers of hell before I am reincarnated, and it is not in vain to come to the underworld, right?

Qin He vaguely saw a red piece of paper entering Hei Wuchang's palm, Qin He originally wanted to see it clearly, but Hei Wuchang quickly clenched his fists, and Qin He didn't see it clearly.

Looking at Huang Rong's familiar movements, Qin He naturally understood what the red item was, there would be nothing else except RMB, but he was a little uneasy in his heart, you must know that this is the famous black impermanence!

Just when Qin He was uneasy in his heart, the next scene shocked Qin He's jaw.

"Young people's courage is commendable, it is worth encouraging, go and put it, if there is that short-sighted person looking for something on the road, tell the eighth master, the eighth master, I will pick his skin!"

"Thank you, Eighth Master!

Huang Rong pulled Qin He and hurriedly walked into the distance.

"Wait! you don't want to go in the forbidden land in the back mountain, and you two little ghosts, the eighth master looks strange and pleasing to the eye, it's okay to come and sit in my office!"