Chapter Seventy-Nine: Eighteen Layers of Hell
After checking the Fire Cloud Battle King again, the two of them crushed the Heavenly Spirit City's return talisman, after all, the Burning Sky Mountain Range was too hot, and it was not suitable for a girl like Su Mengxue to level up there. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info So, Du Mo decided to change places.
"Why don't you take me to the ghost world?" In Tianling City, Su Mengxue suddenly said to Du Mo.
"I shouldn't be able to take you there. I'll try. Du Mo said uncertainly.
Taking out his order from the Lord of the Hall of Reincarnation, Du Mo held Su Mengxue's hand and chose to teleport to the ghost realm.
After a whirlwind, Du Mo appeared in the reincarnation hall of the ghost world, and Su Mengxue magically followed.
"This is the underworld, it's not as terrifying as I thought." Su Mengxue looked around at her surroundings.
"This is the hall of reincarnation, the place where all the dead are reincarnated, and behind this hall is the path of reincarnation. If you enter it, you will be reincarnated. Du Mo explained to Su Mengxue.
"Well, let's go to the legendary eighteen layers of hell." Su Mengxue said on a whim.
“。。。” Du Mo was speechless, this girl is too wild, shouldn't girls be afraid of these things? Why did you still take the initiative to ask to go
"Let's go." Su Mengxue started her own coquettish offensive.
"Well, don't blame me for the nightmares then." In desperation, Du Mo took Su Mengxue to the eighteenth layer of hell. In fact, Du Mo was also more curious about the eighteenth layer of hell. I also want to find out.
Through the teleportation array of the Reincarnation Hall, Du Mo and Su Mengxue came to the main teleportation array. The eighteenth layer of hell was chosen, and the figures of the two disappeared again.
The first layer of the eighteen layers of hell, the hell of the tongue pulling.
"Your Excellency." Seeing Du Mo coming, the Yin soldiers guarding the door greeted him respectfully.
"I'll go in and have a look." Nodding, Du Mo said lightly.
"Your Excellency, please." The Yin soldiers opened the door of the tongue-pulling hell for Du Mo, and let Hou stand respectfully on both sides.
Taking Su Mengxue's hand, the two walked into the first layer below.
"Why is this called Tongue Pulling Hell?" Walking into hell, Su Mengxue asked curiously.
"For those who fall below this level will be punished with tongue plucking. Those who are alive sow discord, slander and harm others, flamboyant tongues, clever arguments, and lie and deceive others. After death, he was sent to the hell of pulling out his tongue, and the little ghost broke open the mouth of the person who came to him, clamped the tongue with iron tongs, and pulled it out raw, not at once, but elongated and dragged slowly...... Rear into scissors hell, iron tree hell. This is where the hell of tongue pulling comes in. Du Mo patiently explained for Su Mengxue.
"Sounds terrifying." Su Mengxue involuntarily hugged Du Mo tightly.
"Do you still want to watch it?" Du Mo pointed to the place not far ahead where the punishment of tongue pulling was being carried out and said with a smile.
"Hmph, look, there's something to be afraid of." Su Mengxue said stubbornly.
Touching Su Mengxue's head, Du Mo took Su Mengxue and walked towards the place where the tongue was plucked.
On a cutting board, a man is being tied to it. The two imps forcibly ripped off the most of the person who was being kidnapped, and a little imp took a tool similar to pliers and clamped the man's tongue, and then bit by little, he saw that the man's tongue was dragged out longer and longer. The most uncomfortable thing was that the man's tongue was pulled out and he couldn't make a sound. That kind of discomfort makes people's hearts hairy.
"It's nothing." Su Mengxue pretended not to care, but just held the hand on Du Mo's arm, but at this time, it seemed to be tied to Du Mo's arm.
"I know that our Miss Su is invincible. Let's go, go to the second floor. Du Mo said with a smile. For this torture of tongue-pulling hell, Du Mo still felt that it was relatively commonplace, in the blood moon, there was a harsher punishment than this, which made people feel terrified. The real thing is that life is better than death.
Nodding obediently, Su Mengxue followed Du Mo to the second layer of hell, Scissors Hell.
"Let's talk about it, Master Mo." When she arrived at the second layer of hell, Su Mengxue said to Du Mo with a smile.
"Stinky girl, laugh at me!" Du Mo pulled Su Mengxue and said with a wicked smile.
"No, I really want to know." Su Mengxue said coquettishly in Du Mo's arms.
"Alright then, Master Ben will tell you about the second level of hell. The second level is called Scissors Hell.
In the sun, if a woman's husband dies prematurely and she is widowed, if you instigate her to remarry or match her up, then you will be sent to a hell of scissors and ten of your fingers will be cut off! Not to mention that her husband is not dead, just like the princess in "Water Margin", Pan Jinlian had no intention of seducing Ximen Qing, but the princess instigated her to curry favor with Ximen and gave her poison to poison Wu Dalang. Not to mention Pan Jinlian, what happened to Ximenqing, just talking about this princess, scissors hell is enough for her. Du Mo slowly recounted the situation in the second layer of hell.
"Yes, the master deserves to be a master, and he is really powerful." Su Mengxue hugged Du Mo's arm and said with a smile.
"That's it." Du Mo touched his face and said very narcissistically.
"Let's go. Let's go inside and have a look. Su Mengxue said with a smile. took Du Mo's hand and walked into the second layer of scissors hell.
In hell, there are also many sinners who are being tortured. Ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain is indescribable.
"It hurts to watch." Su Mengxue held her fingers and said a little scared.
"It's okay, it's just a game. Don't be afraid. Du Mo whispered to comfort Su Mengxue.
Leaving the second layer, you will find the third level of the Iron Tree Hell.
"The third layer of the Iron Tree Hell, all those who are separated from each other while they are alive, and who instigate discord between father and son, brother, sister, and husband and wife, will enter the Iron Tree Hell after death. The trees are all sharp, picked under the skin of the back of the people, and hung on the iron tree. After that, you will go to the hell of the mirror of evil, the hell of the steamer. This time, without Su Mengxue asking, Du Mo began to explain.
In the Iron Tree Hell, the skin of all kinds of people hanging from the book is no longer enough to describe their current miserable condition.
However, what made Du Mo depressed was that after experiencing the first two layers of hell, Su Mengxue actually became immune to these eighteen layers of hell. It's very casual.
"The fourth layer is the Mirror Hell. If he commits a crime in the Yang world, even if he doesn't confide his true feelings, or goes through the door, he hides from the world up and down, even if he escapes punishment. There are also criminals who are on the run, and there will be a day when they die on the run, right? Go to the underworld to report, enter the mirror hell, and show the guilt in this mirror. Then they went to different hells to suffer. On the fourth floor, Du Mo opened his mouth again and explained.
"How do you know all this stuff so well?" Su Mengxue asked with a smile. She felt as if Du Mo understood everything.
"These things are actually nothing, and the old man told me that he himself had been to real hell." Du Mo said with a smile.
“。。。 Lie. Su Mengxue said in disbelief.
"I don't know, but I think it's true, that old man is very capable. Let's go.,There's nothing interesting on this floor.,Let's go to the next floor.。。。 ”
Holding Su Mengxue's hand, the two went to the fifth layer of hell...