In the pocket of the bright clothes, a man's head came out.

Xun Mo looked at Mingmei with resentment and asked, "When are you going to release me?" ”

Mingmei looked at Xunmo, which was only the size of her thumb, her heart was very warm, she couldn't hold back a smile, unceremoniously tapped Xunmo's head with her hand, pressed him back into her pocket, and said seriously: "Wait a little longer, be good!" ”

Xun Mo fell into the pocket that was incomparably big for him without resistance, curled up in the corner of the pocket, and hugged his weak, pitiful and helpless self.

He clenched his soybean-sized fist and silently thought that sooner or later, he would become stronger.

The seventeenth layer of hell has arrived.

The eighteenth floor is now in ruins.

The Blood Moon of King Jizo's merits fell back then, smashing the eighteen layers of hell into ashes and annihilating them, and even the Emperor Xudu who was in it disappeared.

Now there are no eighteen layers of hell for a long time.

Mingmei watched all this quietly, and then took out the ink from his pocket and let him sit in the palm of his hand.

Shunmo was ashamed and annoyed, and let out a mosquito-like roar: "Hurry up, let me down." ”

Mingmei: "Tsk! "Lovely love.

Meng Jiao: "......"

Mingmei's fingers moved slightly, and threw Shunmo down, Xunmo grew with the wind, and soon became a handsome man with a long body.

Meng Jiao looked at all this in amazement, she found that her cognition of Mingmei was still far behind, and Mingmei would get many methods that she had never seen before.

Mingmei said calmly: "This is the grandson!" ”

Xun Mo said proudly and coldly: "Xun Mo! ”

Meng Jiao nodded, "Hello! ”

Mingmei looked around, and Xun Mo said: "The king of the earth must have a way to enter the deaf prison, the eighteenth layer of hell is the closest to the deaf prison, the king of the earth has just come to the underworld, he may not know that there is a deaf prison in hell, something must have happened here that touched her, and she will find the deaf prison." ”

Mingmei nodded. "It makes sense."

Meng Jiao thought for a moment and said, "The King of the Earth has a Truth Listening Beast, I heard that it can recognize everything in the world by listening, and it is especially good at listening to people's hearts, if it hears the words of these ghosts, it will definitely be able to hear the voice from the Hell. ”

Xun Mo was surprised: "Listen? ”

Meng Jiao nodded, "Di Ting is a psychic beast lurking under the Jizo King Sutra case, it rarely comes out, and when I was in the underworld, I saw it very few times." ”

The complexion of the ink changes slightly. "It's so powerful in hearing, we're talking here, can it hear?"

Meng Jiao's complexion was also a little bad.

The two looked at Mingmei with eager eyes, and Mingmei shook her head and said, "I can't hear it for the time being, so I will go to prison first." ”

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and stroked it in the air, and a whirlpool-like thing appeared in front of everyone, and her bright fingers swung on the whirlpool, and a door opened with a bang.

This door was very different from the ghost door, it was dark and dark, and there was no light, like a black hole that silently devoured ghosts.

Meng Jiao was already a ghost, and he instinctively had an inexplicable fear of this door.

As for Xun Mo, he felt frightened, his face turned slightly pale, Mingmei reached out to hold his hand and said, "Don't be afraid." ”

Xun Mo nodded slightly, let Mingmei lead him, and the two walked into the gate of the prison together.

Meng Jiao watched the two go in, sighed enviously, and followed in.

She was afraid that she would be alone in the underworld, and she would soon be shot to death by the King of Jizo in the eighteenth layer of hell.

The gates of hell are shut.

Long.

A dog-faced quadrangular beast appeared where the three of them had been, listened and listened to it close to its ear, and then looked around with a blank expression.

It sniffed and sniffed in the air, pointed its nose in the direction of the Hellgate, let out a low, puzzled whin, and finally quickly left the place.

……

Hell.

Boundless.

This is a world without color, not even light can gain a foothold here, and the tiny light will be swallowed up by the boundless black, like a glittering fire, which is extremely easy to be overlooked.

Brightly and quietly looking around, she said to Xunmo: "Can you see it?" ”

Xun Mo has yin and yang eyes, and he nodded: "It's okay." ”

He can't tell why, this place is a very terrifying thing for ordinary people, and he will also have some chills, but it is just chills, and he can be relieved with a little adaptation.

He couldn't help but smell his body, he couldn't smell much of it.

Meng Jiao swallowed her saliva silently, in fact, when she first saw Xunmo, she felt that he was incomparably fragrant, it was a kind of incense that people hated to swallow in one gulp, but later, when she was busy coming to the ghost mansion, she had to endure it if she had a problem.

Mingmei pointed in one of the directions and asked everyone to follow her.

She took the two of them to move left and right a few times, and soon came to a place.

Xun Mo heard the sound of water slapping one by one, and he lowered his head slightly, seeing that his feet seemed to be wet.

He moved his steps in a little surprise, and saw that he was indeed in a piece of water, which was not as clear and clear as ordinary water, but had a heavy texture, so thick that it seemed to drag people into the water together.

A pearl in Mingmei's hand slowly illuminates this side of the water, where there is boundless darkness, and even the water is black.

Death and fear slowly flowed under the black calm.

Meng Jiao suddenly blessed her heart, and she asked suspiciously, "Feng Tian is here?" ”

Mingmei nodded slightly, Meng Jiao seemed to have endless courage.

She slowly walked step by step into the deep water, and shouted, "Feng Tian, Feng Tian, where are you?" You come out, you come out. ”

Mingmei raised the ink slightly, carefully drying the moisture from his soaked shoes.

Xun Mo was surprised to find that the water vapor seemed to be crawling into his body, which made people think about it very scary.

He was a little nervous and held Mingmei's hand, "What is this?" ”

"Sadness." Mingmei said lightly.

Endless sorrow flows here, making the people in it indulge and unable to extricate themselves.

Meng Jiao continued to walk towards the deep water, her voice gradually became sad, heartbreaking, it sounded extraordinarily permeating, the melancholy in the water crept up her body, but she didn't care, she was just looking for the person she wanted to find everywhere in the water.

Xun Mo took a step back slightly.

Mingmei said: "Scared you?" ”

Xunmo's mood was a little heavy, he looked at the brightness, and said a little dullly: "No, no." ”

Saying this, feeling that he was a little dishonest, he finally sighed and said, "If you lose it, I will be as crazy as her, maybe even crazier than her." ”

Meng Jiao screamed tired, but he didn't get the slightest response, and the prison seemed to be dead, without a little life.

She began to weep bitterly, and finally, as if determined to do something, began to swim into the deep water, and she dived very fast until she could no longer dive any further, and she felt a resistance.

She was tossed into the shallow water by a huge wave.