"It's too late now, he's been sent to the eighteenth layer of hell, and he can't be reborn forever, Amitabha." After the monk finished speaking, he put his hands on a Buddha, and formed a golden curtain between the white-bearded old man, the monk and the late mother.

Wan Niang wanted to go over, but she just reached the edge of the golden curtain, and she was stunned, and then the whole person was directly shocked and flew out, but when she fell, she was supported by a golden light.

"Eighteen layers of hell, eighteen layers of hell......" Wan Niang quickly thought about what the eighteen-layer hell was in her heart, and then thought of the eighteen-layer Shura prison that the master who came to the village said before, and suddenly her legs were weak again, and she fell down, the rumored eighteen layers of hell are not a spatial division, but refer to the length of time and the severity of the punishment.

According to the later interpretation of the local Taoism in China, the eighteen layers of hell are the tongue pulling hell, the scissors hell, and the iron tree hell...... Maggot hell, copper hell. The more you go inside, the more painful it becomes, and the Zuihou layers are the legendary true Eternal Hell.

"I'm willing to go to the eighteenth level of hell in Sammy's place, please let him go, please." The late lady lay on the ground in pain, her hands scratched vigorously on the ground, and she forcibly made a blood groove on the marble floor tiles.

"Heaven is evil, you can still live, you are evil, you can't live, you can't go to the eighteenth layer of hell instead of her." The monk sat on the chair, looking settled, indescribably cold-blooded, indescribably serious.

"Buddha!" Wanniang let out a miserable scream, then knocked her head on the ground, and after three consecutive times, she got up all of a sudden, and jumped into the place where Luo Ping had just fallen without looking back.

"Don't ......"

"Catch her ......"

The monk and the white-bearded old man shouted out almost at the same time, but they were both a step too late, and they could only watch the late lady jump down.

This scene was also seen by Anna and Long Xin, and the two didn't have time to run over to rescue, so they could only hold the head that was about to burst and watch it fall, but the two of them found that the corner of the late mother had a relaxed smile on the corner of her mouth, which was a kind of relief, a complete abandonment of the Buddha she had worshiped for eighteen years, and also a joy to be able to enter the eighteen layers of hell with her beloved Sammy.

If Anna still wanted to leave her late mother here, seeing this scene, this bloody smile, her heart was full of guilt, self-blame, and even inferiority, she always thought that this late mother was just a little girl who fell into the circle of first love, but she didn't expect this girl to have so much determination and perseverance, and even fell into the eighteenth layer of hell to bear the never-ending pain and torture.

"Bang!"

Luo Ping groaned in pain, and then the whole person lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time, and even his whole person was thrown into amnesia, he didn't know where it was, he didn't know why he fell in, and he didn't even know who he was.

This is the power of the eighteen layers of hell, which can make people lose their memory, can make people lose themselves, and always keep a clear mind when they are tormented. In other words, it is to let Luo Ping feel the clearest sense of pain while not knowing why he is suffering this pain, the double torture of jīng god and **.

"Click, click......"

At this time, there was a few grinding sounds of metal chains in the darkness in the distance, Luo Ping looked up, and suddenly shivered, just opposite, there were two demons in hell, who were smiling and shaking the chains in their hands and walked towards them.

Although Luo Ping has lost his memory, he is still a normal human being, IQ, EQ and so on are completely OK, after seeing these hideous two, he instinctively wants to escape.

But at this time, he couldn't climb even if he wanted to, his whole body was numb, and he didn't know if his whole body was paralyzed, anyway, so far, he could only move his ten fingers.

"Drink!"

Seeing that Luo Ping was still going to climb, the two demons with beast faces dragged him up, tied it with chains, and tied it up like a chicken, tied it to a shelf, surrounded by boiling oil pots and red-hot iron rods.

After Luo Ping was set up, he suddenly felt that his body was back again, the wounds all over his body automatically recovered, and they were even more refreshing than usual, every hair and blood vessel on his body had never been so comfortable, it felt like hiding himself in the freezer in dog days, like nesting on the edge of the stove in three dog days.

"Ahh

As the saying goes, if God wants to let it perish, he will first make it crazy, and soon Luo Ping finally knew why his body had such a change, it turned out that it was during the execution, so that the feeling was more obvious, otherwise half of it was paralyzed, even if it was thrown into the oil pot, it would be useless.

"I'm a god, I'm your ancestors for eighteen generations." Luo Ping was so heartbroken by this feeling that life was worse than death, but he couldn't break free from the chains at all, and even the harder he tried, the more the chains sank inside, and even Zuihou had to sink into the flesh.

"Bang!"

At this time, suddenly another black shadow fell from the sky, zuihou snapped, and smashed directly to the ground, this sudden scene, the two demons who were executing were stunned, Luo Ping finally had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, but soon had sympathy for the person who fell.

"Ah, it's still a beauty, this beautiful facial features, this wonderful figure, and that pear blossom with rain expression, tsk, which beast got it down, it's really pitiful." Luo Ping is at this time, and he is still in the mood to appreciate the beauty, and I have to say that after the amnesia, this guy's true xìng was completely exposed.

"Sammy, Sammy, my Sammy!"

After the late mother fell, she magically did not lose her memory, and it seemed that she had not been damaged too much, especially when she saw that Luo Ping was being put on the board and tortured with torture, and suddenly a pair of good-looking big eyes were immediately full of anger, and she ran towards the two demons with both hands waving.

"This, why is this girl so tough?" Luo Ping didn't know the late girl, so when he saw that this girl not only fell down and didn't have anything to do, but also ran around and seemed to want to fight the two demons, a heartfelt respect suddenly rose in his heart - this is the real female man.

Although Wan Niang doesn't know martial arts, let alone any other equipment, she only has some strength that she has trained after so many years of fishing, and she completely relies on instinct to pounce on the two demons, and even she doesn't know how she has the courage to face the two strange-looking demons.