"Ahhh The moment a few fingers fell to www.biquge.info the ground, the pen was still squirming.

I covered my mouth tightly to keep myself from making a sound.

This picture ...... It's too cruel, are all these eighteen layers of hell such torture?

"Take it away!" the ghost with the scissors waved his hand, and two ghosts immediately walked over to the side. Loosen the matchmaker's hands and take them to a pool, control her hands, and press her hands firmly into the pool.

"Ahh~" The matchmaker let out a painful roar again, and her body became a little transparent.

The two ghosts took the matchmaker to the other side, and there was a huge boiler with boiling oil in it.

They won't be......

Their next move confirmed my suspicions, and they pressed the matchmaker's hands into the hot pan......

I quickly turned my head away, and I couldn't bear to look directly at the next picture.

This time, the ghost had no strength to scream and scream, and lay on the ground weakly. He was kicked a few times by the two ghosts and dragged to the other side.

They brought out a ghost with ten fingers intact, tied her to a stone pillar, and repeated what had just happened.

I moved lightly and took a few steps forward. Looking at the frail matchmaker ghost on the side, her fingers ...... It's growing at an incredible rate, and the little finger has grown completely.

In this way, the fingers of these ghosts can be cut off and grow back. However, the cruelest thing is that they suffer every day from having their fingers cut off, then soaked in salt water and fried in oil.

It's horrible.

I subconsciously took a few steps back, but I didn't expect to accidentally step on a hand, and the owner of that hand immediately screamed.

"Ah~"

I tried to stop the ghost, but it was too late. I was spotted by the ghost with the scissors, and they immediately rushed towards me.

The ghosts led by "Heh......" looked me up and down a few times, and there was a hint of surprise on their ugly faces: "It's been a long time since there have been new souls in Scissors Hell, it's really boring to torture those old ghosts every day, it seems ......"

They slowly approached me, raising their scissors in their hands.

"That...... I—I'm just passing by......" I quickly stepped back, and suddenly thought of the styx in my bag. Hurriedly took out a few dark coins and handed them to the ghost in front of the leader: "I was just passing by, and I didn't mean anything else." If it bothers you...... This should be regarded as reparation. ”

The ghost saw the coin in my hand and hooked the corner of his lips.

I'm secretly rejoicing in my heart, and it seems that this trick is working. But unexpectedly, the ghost suddenly raised the scissors in his hand and swung it at my arm......

"What do you think this place is? This is the eighteen layers of hell, and the Immortal Coin is useless here!" The ghost glared at me viciously, and approached me step by step: "We have been locked up here for thousands of years, torturing ghosts, and watching them suffer is our only pastime......"

This pastime...... What a pervert!

"Hehe...... I tugged at the corners of my mouth, and quickly stuffed the coin back into my pocket, I couldn't waste it: "Pastime...... There are a lot of them. There are a lot of fun things you can try, it's different to torture other souls, and watch them suffer. ”

"Otherwise?" the ghost looked at me suspiciously, putting away the scissors in his hand, "Let's hear it, if it's really interesting, I'll consider it and let you go." ”

"Really?" I looked at him in surprise, my brain searching for something fun to fool them.

Pregnant!