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In desperation, I shouted, "help!helpme!" and I hoped that the King of Equality would hear my cry for help, but I didn't know if it was too late. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

My heart was waiting, waiting, and suddenly, I realized that I had made a fatal mistake.

I'm calling for help in English!

The King of Equality has never studied English, can he understand it?

Apparently he didn't understand, because my dear ass was already on the ground.

A heart-rending pain instantly enveloped me. It was as if someone had stabbed him with a sword. The word body is too coarse, specifically, the spinal cord. The spinal cord is connected to the brain, and the pain climbs all the way up the spinal cord, stops in the brain, and stimulates the cerebral cortex.

The cerebral cortex is the so-called nerve center, and the pain makes my spirit excited, I am like a lightning strike, I clench my teeth, my body is tight, I dare not relax, I am afraid that as soon as I relax, my soul will leave my body.

It's been a long, long time. I heard my own heartbeat and I was alive.

With a long breath, a swallow, and a shake of my dull head, I began to take in my surroundings.

It's similar to the one above, except that instead of darkness, it's gray.

This place is terrible. White shadows flew in the gray sky from time to time, large in front and small in the back, like tadpoles magnified dozens of times.

As far as the eye can see, there is a lot of fog and low visibility. The air was filled with the stench of rotting corpses, which made me sick.

At this time, I looked at the ground again, the rubber-like ground was coated with a layer of black substance, and the black ground was also strange, faintly glowing with a faint white light, I stared intently, the black of the ground suddenly turned white, and the white turned to black after a while, black in white, white in black.

After a little more looking, I couldn't tell if the ground was white, implying black, or if it was black in the first place, with a white substance glowing white under the black ground.

I had excellent hearing, and I caught some scolding and wailing in my ears, so I raised my head, listened carefully for a while, determined the direction, adjusted the rhythm of my breathing, and walked towards the source of the sound.

After walking for about ten minutes, there were bursts of red light flashing 100 meters ahead. I breathed a sigh of relief, slowed my pace, and cautiously moved forward, slowly approaching the flickering red light.

"Smack!" the sound of a whip whipping on human flesh. A groan of pain but weakness followed.

There are pros and cons to everything, and sometimes good hearing is not good, the dance of the whip seems to be whipped on me, and this moan seems to be from me, and I can't help but glance at my body to see if there is any injury.

I was anxious to see what was going on, and though I was still careful, I walked much faster than I had been.

As soon as my feet were empty, I almost fell into another world, but I was careful to save my life.

There was a hollow valley in front of me, and I leaned down to look down, and through the gray mist, a picture turned from hazy to clear, clear like a sharp sword, inserting into my eyes.

This is the real Shura hell!

Countless rocks are arranged irregularly, a river runs through them, and the rocks are of various sizes, and a raging fire rises between the rocks.

The color of the river is as bright as blood, and the enchanting red fire burns on it, or is this a river of blood in the first place?

There are stones in the river, and there are people on the stones, and people are suffering.

But perhaps they can no longer be called human beings, they have countless holes in their bodies, countless wounds, sword wounds, knife wounds, small holes carved out of iron hooks, and large holes drilled by iron drills, and the blood in the holes has long since dried up, and the blood marks left on the wounds seem to tell people how they have been abused, how they have suffered and are still suffering.

I was standing on the cliff directly opposite them, and I needed to look down to see them, but I couldn't lift my head now.

On the stone were generally three people, one imp with a whip or an awl, and two half-dead "humans" kneeling or lying on their stomachs, and the whip was whipped on these people, who only groaned symbolically, as if they had become accustomed to the abuse.

I was filled with emotion, and while I lamented their fate, I also remembered my own fate.

People are born to suffer from sin and have suffered for decades, so why is it that their souls are not at peace after death?

I said to myself, "Be stronger, become a game-changer, and you can help more people." ”

I was about to find an honest person to complete the task, when suddenly a ghost cry came from the bottom of the blood river, and I was startled, and all the ghosts immediately stopped whipping, and on a stone in the middle of the river, a green-haired ghost suddenly had a large booklet in his hand.

The little ghost picked up the yellowed booklet, gently opened it, and read it out according to the book: "On June 8, the third year of Kangzheng, Li Dafu, a fisherman from Yujia Village, seduced Li Xiuying, a woman from a good family, and Li did not obey, so he schemed to frame Li Dagou, a good citizen, the crime is unforgivable, and the reason is intolerable, and in accordance with Article 88 of the justice of the underworld, he is sentenced to the punishment of cutting off his hands and devouring his soul, and if the prisoner has no objection, he will be executed immediately. Li Dafu, do you have any objections?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a prisoner in the northeast corner suddenly struggled to stand up, raised his fists and protested: "I don't accept it!"

The green-haired ghost holding the book flicked his right hand on the page, and the page suddenly glowed with golden light, like a flashlight, straight into the dim sky overhead.

I followed the pillar of light and looked up, only to see a round jade plate appear in the center of the originally gray sky, and some images kept circulating in the jade plate, at first it was chaotic, and then it became slower and slower, and one image after another was reflected on it.

"Interesting, it's about the same as a slide!" I thought to myself, staring at the jade plate without blinking.

The jade plate is probably telling a touching love story.

The first picture is of a beautiful woman, sitting in front of a loom spinning and weaving, and a middle-aged man standing outside the window, looking at her in a daze, fascinated and fascinated.

Before I could see the man's face, I had already moved on to the second picture.

This time the woman was reading a letter, and she frowned as if she was angry, and there was a head flickering outside the window, as if it was the same man as last time.

I focused all my sharp gaze on how depressed the man's expression was, and it was definitely not pleasant to face someone I loved but didn't.

The next scene is in a pharmacy, he viciously grabs a doctor by the collar, and the doctor is so frightened that he has to hand him a packet of medicine.

In the evening, he sneaked into the woman's house and put a little powder in the tea bowl, and the woman drank the tea and her face turned red. Then, the two of them hugged each other naked......

The picture is getting faster and faster, and if it weren't for the lack of necessary coherence, it could be seen as a movie.

I can't remember the first paintings, the man knocking out a big stupid-looking man and carrying him to the woman's bed. When the two people woke up, the woman panicked, pointed at the big man and scolded him bitterly, and the big man shrank in a corner in fright, and his tears kept flowing, as if he had been insulted.

Then the camera focuses on the sea, and a group of people stand on the seashore, wishing heaven and earth. Four big men walked slowly into the sea in groups of two, each carrying a pig cage on their shoulders, a man and a woman, the same pair who had just cried on the bed.

"If you don't know, you can't do it unless you do!" the prisoner in the northeast corner suddenly shouted, jumped hard, and jumped into the river of blood.

Strange to say, I heard the prisoner plop into the water, but did not make a splash.

If you take this level to the London Olympics, it is estimated that you can win a gold medal for China.

Before he could think about it, there was a sudden change in the river of blood, and the river gradually heaved, and he was sent ashore with a human head, and the human head rolled on the stone a few times, and rolled to the feet of a little ghost.

The little ghost laughed weirdly, stepped on it with one foot, reached into the mouth of the human head, and pulled out a big and long red tongue, he shook the whip in his hand, I don't know if I saw the flower or what, the whip suddenly became a short dagger, the little ghost stretched out his tongue, and quickly waved the dagger at it.

The imp made up for it and kicked the head into the water, and the head sank quickly, and a large string of bubbles rose on the surface of the water.

I looked at the tongue and muttered, "Why is his tongue so long?"

The little ghost held the big red tongue, but he didn't dare to let go, and whispered a few words in his mouth, and the tongue suddenly came to life, like a swimming fish, constantly flicking its tail. The little imp said, "Bring the bottle." ”

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