In the brightly lit hall, the smoke is swirling, the golden brilliance, the ten-meter-high coiling dragon pillar undertakes the heaven and earth, several ever-bright lamps rely on the corner of the wall to burn, and the fountain of the glass maid in the center of the hall evaporates a fine water mist. At the dome, a petroglyph depicting the punishment of eighteen layers of hell exudes a majestic aura in the light.

As soon as Chen Ping stepped out of the door, he was blinded by the five-star hotel-like layout in front of him, and the legendary underworld should not be dark and damp, full of poisonous insects, and a hundred ghosts? And what is the matter with this European-style sculpture and rock painting? This is the legendary combination of Chinese and Western? This is also too fashionable.

In the distance, several imps in dark blue dungeon uniforms saw a young man just come out of the reception area, their eyes widened and they looked left and right, and one of them couldn't help laughing and shouted at Chen Ping:

"That new little ghost, don't come out as if you haven't seen the world, the old man with a long neck stretched, do you think that our dungeon is a cave in the wild era? ”

Before Chen Ping could react from the shock, he heard someone shouting at him in the distance, and subconsciously turned his head to look, three little ghosts in straight uniforms stood not far away and beckoned to him, Chen Ping was stunned, shouldn't this little ghost have mutilated limbs, or lift his head, how can he look like a normal person. As he walked over to the imps, he explained embarrassedly:

"A few big brothers, I'm just coming to the ramp, it's not uninformed, how is this underworld different from the legend, I think the style of this design has been very popular abroad in recent years. ”

A yellow-haired little ghost finally gasped for breath with laughter, and when he heard Chen Ping ask, he began to laugh again:

"Eh, I'm laughing to death, your local government is poor, do you think the paper burned on it for thousands of years is the first hand, that is, we want to make the underworld dilapidated, cold and damp, is the king of Hades willing?"

It's really written like this in this novel, and I have been reading for more than ten years, and I haven't seen any textbook that specifically describes hell, Chen Ping observed a few little ghosts while laughing, especially found that a few little ghosts are not illusory like real people, and there is no twilight of dead people between talking and laughing.

A sharp-eyed imp saw Chen Ping's eyes gurgling, and immediately understood his thoughts, stepped forward and patted Chen Ping's shoulder, pulled him out of the state of seriously exploring new things, and said lightly:

"One of the things that newcomers to the underworld should remember is not to stare at others, besides, you don't have any background behind you, and your soul will be scattered in an instant when you get outside, and hell is a whole continent, although we are spirits, but here we are no different from the living. If you don't understand anything, you'd better figure it out before you go out of the underworld, otherwise you'll be stunned after you go out, and no one will save you. ”

Chen Ping is a clever person, when his mentality is still in the yang world, there will be no conflicts between people for no reason, and it is impossible to hurt people because of simple eyes, he has already reached hell, and he must use the laws of hell to act, otherwise even if he really becomes a member of the underworld, he is likely to be killed by people unconsciously.

Chen Ping let out a cold sweat and hurriedly thanked the little ghosts in front of him, who saw that Chen Ping's soul was not possessed, and they had no interest in laughing. A few people who have just arrived in the underworld are arrogant, and most people try to avoid strangers when they see them, or ask them questions in a respectful tone, but Chen Ping has never encountered a stunned young man who stares at others blindly.

The little ghost who had not spoken looked Chen Ping up and down for a long time, and after making sure that there should be no trace of oil and water on the second stunned man in front of him, he silently restrained his smile and beckoned the two colleagues to leave first.

Chen Ping's clear eyes flashed with a fluctuation, he is a good otaku, but he is not stupid, except for the little ghost who opened his mouth to warn him is a little special, even if he is smiling, his eyes are faint, and the other two little ghosts have more or less hidden malice in their eyes.

When the three imps disappeared from his sight, Chen Ping turned his gaze to the corridor on the left, the violently burning candle flame illuminated the corridor, the red Persian carpet rushed from the entrance of the corridor to the end, and countless golden lights were refracted in the cracks of the white marble-like walls.

Gold Fill Joint???

Chen Ping walked for almost ten minutes before finding a small door in the left corridor, with a black cartoon statue in the shape of a man painted on the top of the door, and a line of Chinese notes underneath: Men's toilet.

Chen Ping told the truth, he felt that he was really blinded, didn't the bull head make fun of himself, who recruited people in the toilet? Also, we are ghosts, we need to go to the toilet? Chen Ping secretly strained his buttocks in order to verify his idea, and after a while, Chen Ping, who had released a fart, was finally relieved.

"People outside, I've been standing for a long time, it's impossible to fart, have you ever heard a ghost fart, come in quickly after trying it" A heavy voice came from inside the door.

Chen Ping's chrysanthemum tightened, and the people inside knew that they wanted to fart through the door? What kind of realm is this, and he gently twisted the doorknob at the moment, and poked half of his head in. Chen Ping swore that he would take a look inside, and just like that, Chen Ping felt that his whole body was flying in the sky.

The violent sound of the water mixed with the delicate laughter of the women, there was a swimming pool as large as the whole playground standing in the center of the main hall, countless beauties playing with each other in the water, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the delicate skin of the girls, reflecting a moving light. The girl closest to Chen Ping was wearing a bikini and was going ashore by the pool, the water droplets flowed through the peak and slipped into the slender thighs, the slender waist had no fat, at a glance, the eyes flowed, as if there were ten thousand styles.

Chen Ping was hot, very hot.

He closed the door, tore open the buttons of his clothes, beads of sweat dripped down his neck, his chest rose and fell violently, inhale, exhale, inhale and exhale, this must be fake, this is my hallucination, it is an illusion, I will do it again, again. It is impossible for the underworld to have such a beautiful scenery, Chen Ping, don't deceive yourself, be calm, be calm.

Taking another deep breath, Chen Ping suddenly lifted his breath, took off his clothes with three strokes and five divisions, and rushed inside as soon as he unscrewed the door, the speed was like thunder.

The warm sun sprinkled on him, but it lit him like a match. Chen Ping took off only his pants in the blink of an eye, and there was only a girl in front of him who was less than an arm's length away from him in his eyes, what hell is this, this is clearly heaven, I want me Chen Ping to do good deeds since he was a child, once a day to help his grandmother cross the road, once every two days to volunteer in the community, once every three days to make a big donation, once every four days to go down to the river to save people, good people will be rewarded in the end.

Chen Ping was about to pounce desperately, when a heavy voice sounded behind him:

"If I were you, I wouldn't do it. ”

The flame in Chen Ping's heart was instantly extinguished by this sentence, I am careless, this is aimed at me Chen Ping? I want my soul to be scattered and come to the beauty scheme? Fortunately, I am a gentleman and I have not been fooled at all. Chen Ping wiped his saliva with one hand, lifted his pants with the other, and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

There was a pair of toad glasses on his oily face, and he could only guess from the wrinkles on his forehead that he was about forty or fifty years old, wearing a baggy vest and wide Hawaiian hot pants exuding a bohemian atmosphere, and the slippers that were obviously one size taller stood stubbornly between the two toes.

Chen Ping honestly stood on the side, as far as his decades of reading novels are concerned, this kind of person is generally a big man, a beautiful woman with a fragrant car. If you can not speak, you won't speak, and if you don't agree, it's not good if you become your father-in-law, hehehe.

The uncle, who is very Western-style, looked Chen Ping up and down, saw his bulging trouser pocket, stretched out one hand directly, and the egg-sized beads were held in the uncle's hand and played carefully, the uncle played with it for a while, nodded secretly, and said to Chen Ping:

"You were introduced by the bull head? This guy rarely gives him some rewards, he just squanders it, and few of the people who are recommended can live enough for three months, what, you kid wants to be a person from our underworld? For the sake of this bead, I can give you an errand, you take the beads, someone will take you out later, and you will know what you are doing when you get to the place." ”

After all, Chen Ping is a cloth cloth, suppressed by the aura of the big guy, and he doesn't dare to have the slightest idea in his heart, and the small spark of the virgin for twenty years has been extinguished as early as when the deep voice exits. After listening to the big guy's speech, Chen Ping said secretly: Will you exaggerate the big guy's voice for a while, or will you exaggerate the big guy's handsome and dashing appearance?

The big guy is the big guy after all, seeing Chen Ping's divergent eyes and the saliva at the corner of his mouth, he just said that this young man is estimated to be daydreaming again, and immediately asked funny:

"I'm thinking about how to pat Lao Tzu on the back, nonsense, it's not the bead of the bull's head, you don't even have the qualifications to stand and talk to me, what, you want these beauties, wait until you live for three months. After speaking, he waved his hand and motioned for Chen Ping to roll away.

Chen Ping's belly manuscript was knocked down half, and the big guy broke the idea in his heart, the cheekiness of the otaku played a role at this time, Chen Ping bowed, took the beads with a calm face, didn't even look at the beauty, his eyes focused, and walked directly towards the door.

Seeing Chen Ping disappear outside the door, the big guy took off his sunglasses, beckoned the girl over, and pulled a faint smile at the corner of his mouth:

"Yuting, do you guess if this young man will live for three months in that place. ”

The beautiful woman named Yuting lay down on the beach chair next to her, pouted, and her delicate voice came:

"In that place of yours, ordinary people have to go crazy even if they don't die for three months, not to mention that you can't stay by yourself, and you have to go out for a few days on vacation every other month, I see, you just don't have a good heart. ”

The big guy slowly stood up, took off the vest on his body, and on his back full of muscles, countless knife marks were intertwined. One rolled over and jumped into the water, and the voice came from mid-air:

"There is nothing to do left and right, just gamble and play, this young man is a little different, the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao has not left too many marks on him, perhaps, he can be used as a good chess piece in the future. ”

The girl silently added a sentence to him in her heart: as long as the young man does not die (his soul is scattered).