Indeed, it doesn't help to scold her now.

The scorching sun was in the sky, all of us were trapped on the beach, the sun was shining on our bodies very uncomfortable, and we had no water to drink, only to feel that the energy in our bodies was gradually depleted.

I finally carried it until the evening, because of the burning in the sun during the day, my skin began to hurt and itch. But after just one day in the cell, some people can't stand it anymore and are close to madness.

Old man Liu also seemed to be a little overwhelmed, so he came to my side and asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhengxin, it's not a matter that we are trapped here, is there any way for you to break through this cage?" If we continue to be trapped like this, even if we don't die at the hands of ghosts, there will be people who will go crazy and attack us because of this. ”

I stabilized my mind and tried not to be affected by the surroundings, "Wait a little longer, and after a while there will be a way to rush out, I just deliberately let them take the necklace away." ”

As soon as the words fell, Bai Wuchang and the others suddenly came to their senses, and they all lowered their voices and came over to me: "Do you really have a way to break out of this cage?" ”

"Don't talk, I need to be quiet." When Xu Xiaoqin suddenly lifted the necklace around my neck before, I was really a little tired of her at that time, and at the critical moment, I suddenly remembered one thing, and I thought that asking the ghost servant to take the necklace away might help me here.

Before, I had let the soul of the goddess enter the necklace, and the goddess in order to save Atcha self-destructing the original god, I used some secret methods to seal the remaining primordial gods of the goddess in the necklace, and when the ghost servants arrived at a certain place, I asked the goddess to help me find out the news in the necklace.

And after the necklace was taken away by the ghost servant, I have been thinking about how to urge the goddess in the necklace in the same place. After a while, I heard the voice of the goddess: "Go further ahead and there will be a large temple, and they have put all the things you have brought with them. ”

"There is a big pot in the temple, and there are four ghosts standing next to it, as if they are cooking something."

"There is a large Buddha statue in front of the pot, the Buddha statue is in a standing shape, wearing a red official uniform, it should be the prison warden here."

"If you look beyond the temple, you can see a large city, but there is a mist on top of it, and you can't see anything clearly."

In the Punishment Rock, the torture is based on the worship of the temple, and as long as someone worships them, their mana will grow day by day. And the Buddha statue in the temple that the goddess said should be the head of this piece of torture.

The goddess didn't speak again after she told me these words, and I waited for her, but she didn't respond. I looked calm, but I was anxious.

It wasn't until after dark that I slowly spoke: "If you want to get out of here, you can only gamble, and you have to gamble with your life." Do you dare? ”

As soon as I finished speaking, the people who were waiting for me to speak excitedly fell silent for a while, and even Old Man Liu didn't say anything.

The people here said that they were not afraid of death, but when it really came to their heads, none of them dared to rush forward, and at this time they were still waiting, because there was no safety of their lives involved.

I simply ignored them, and it wasn't long before they came to me. After a while, a group of demon servants appeared before us, throwing a bowl in front of each of us, while another jailer carried a wooden bucket and poured some mushy objects into our bowl.

I saw the paste in the bowl and other things, stirred it with my fingers, and fished out a few pieces of pork jerky, "We brought everything in it ourselves, and in a few days, there will be no food, even if we want to fight, we won't have the capital." ”

I made it clear enough, but no one paid any attention to me, everyone was just eating with their heads down, and even more so completely ignoring me.

And in this group of people, except for Xiao Chengquan, who trusts me in all aspects, the others are all lucky, even if they don't want to escape, Xiao Cheng and I will not sit here with Acha and wait for death.

Now is not the best time, I have to conserve my strength and strength, I can't take care of the others anymore.

Just as I was drinking the porridge, a ghost servant suddenly walked in, pointed to a sailor in the crowd and said, "Bring him out." ”

The sailor was so frightened that the bowl was not steady, and the porridge in it was half spilled, and his voice trembled: "Why do you want to arrest me? ”

"Something good, please." The leader of the ghost officials laughed very terribly, and dragged him out of the square without the person resisting.

Another ghost servant threw a compressed biscuit on the ground and "ate it." ”

"No, I don't eat, I don't." The sailor waved his hand in a panic and refused, how could the ghost officer be so good at talking, two people pressed the sailor's shoulders one after another, and the ghost officer just now stuffed the compressed biscuits into his mouth, forcing him to eat all the compressed biscuits.

After stuffing the compressed biscuits, the ghost servant took two more bottles of mineral water from the side, poured them into the sailor's mouth without saying a word, and then sealed the sailor's mouth with ghost magic, so that he could not open his mouth and spit things out.

The head of the ghost servant waved his hand and said, "Tie him up." ”

A few of the ghost servants found a straw mat out of nowhere, tied the sailor to the straw mat, and crushed him to death with sandbags.

Seeing that everything was done, the head of the ghost servant said, "Light up the incense, this time I will bet two sticks of incense." ”

"I don't think he can even hold up a stick of incense."

"I can't hold a stick of incense on him."

I looked up at the ghosts who were having fun. They were playing with our lives, and they were betting on how long the sailor would live in this situation.

The stick of incense they are talking about should be about half an hour according to our current time, but in this short period of time, it is like a year for us. The sailor, whose mouth was pressed down by the sandbag and sealed by the ghostly magic, couldn't even speak, his exposed head spinning back and forth outside the straw mat.

The sailor looked at us with a pleading look in his eyes, but in a matter of moments his face turned red and purple, and blood spurted from his nostrils.

Suddenly, the sailor shook twice, and bright red blood slowly flowed from his eyes, and he reluctantly died with his eyes open. The ghost servant at the head scolded angrily: "What a waste, I really can't even hold a stick of incense, this time I will choose him." ”

The ghost officer suddenly looked at me and pointed at me.