"Take me the scissors in your hand. "I gestured to www.biquge.info the scissors in his hand.

The ghost was obviously reluctant, hesitated, and handed me the scissors anyway.

I sat cross-legged on the ground and took out a few coins from my bag and cut them into small squares. I picked up a small pebble on the ground at random, but I encountered a tricky problem...... No ink.

That's right!

I looked at the matchmaker's dead soul's hands that were still dripping blood, and I couldn't waste resources. Hurriedly walked over and looked at her: "Old woman, that ...... Borrow your blood. ”

After speaking, without waiting for her to answer, he directly dipped her blood with a stone and began to trace and write on the dark coin.

After a while, it was finally done.

"That's it!" I raised my sore arm, and the ghosts around me came over and looked curiously at the paper in front of me.

"What is this?" the ghost looked at me in bewilderment.

I hooked the corners of my lips and explained, "Well...... It's called playing cards!"

These ghosts must have been dead for a long time, and they should not have played cards when they were alive, which is definitely something new to them.

"Playing cards?" Sure enough, they all looked confused, curiously looking at the numbers and patterns drawn on the playing cards: "How do you play with this?"

"Come, I'll teach you. "I took out a 2 of hearts and taught them how to recognize the cards and what each card does.

"And this, these two cards are combined, and it's Wang Bang, understand?"

"Like this, four cards of the same number are combined together, and it's also fried. It's just easier than the king's bomb, right?"

"Oh oh ~ got it......"

……

Teach them to play cards, and I quickly stood up. Glancing intently at the ghosts staring at the cards, he slowly approached the hole to the side......

"Wait!" A ghost suddenly stopped me and walked up to me: "It's scary down there, ghosts can't wait to go up, how can you ......"

I tugged at the corners of my mouth: "That...... I'm here to find a soul. ”

"Looking for a soul?" the ghost in front of me looked at me and said with a serious face, "What does that soul look like? I've been in Scissors Hell for hundreds of years, and I must remember passing by here." ”

I glanced at him, and the ghost was still relatively handsome, and it looked pretty good. But...... I don't know what mistakes he made in his life, and he will be sent to eighteen layers of hell.

However, the ghosts of the eighteen layers of hell must have made mistakes in their lives, so I still don't believe him.

"It's okay, I'd better find it myself. After saying that, he turned around and was about to walk forward, but he grabbed him.

"You don't believe me?" he frowned and looked at me, "Don't worry, I just feel ...... You've brought us this thing called playing cards, and it's kind of interesting. Gifts are exchanged, and I will help you ......"

I hesitated for a moment and told him Mo Yiming's general appearance. But I kept an eye on it and didn't tell him the most important news.

The ghost frowned and thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head: "I've never seen it, this soul you are talking about." Could it be that this soul didn't enter the eighteenth layer of hell at all, and you were mistaken?"

"No, it won't. "I believe that Lao Hei's message will not go wrong.

"I'll go first. He glanced at him, turned and walked to the entrance of the cave.

"Wait......" He hurriedly caught up and shoved a pair of scissors into my hand: "The lower layer is the Iron Tree Hell, this ...... Hope it helps. Remember, try to avoid those branches and don't get tangled, otherwise you ......"