After shouting this, the space collapsed......

Zhang Fan opened his eyes and found that he was still lying on Leng Xingyun's back, cold sweat soaking through his clothes, but he was covered with a coat, so he didn't feel cold.

He looked at the stone walls on both sides, was stunned for a moment, and then stuck to Leng Xingyun's side and said, "Hell, this is the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

Qian Lang looked towards the stone walls on both sides, and saw that the little ghost broke the person's mouth, clamped the tongue with iron tongs, and pulled it out raw, not at once, but stretched and dragged slowly, and the tortured person screamed and rolled his eyes.

Surrounded by the Hell of Scissors that cut off ten fingers, the Hell of the Iron Tree that hangs people under the blade of the iron tree, the Hell of the Mirror of Evil that illuminates the sins of man, the Hell of the Copper Pillar that burns the tortured with red-hot copper pillars, the Hell of the Knife Mountain that mutilates the living, and the Hell of the Iceberg of the unkind, unjust, and unfaithful.

After that, there is the Hell of the Cattle Pit where the ox is trampled to death, the Hell of Stone Crushing where the person who hurts the baby is punished, the Hell of the Chung Mortar where the person who wastes food is punished, and the Hell of the Blood Pool where the crooked are punished.

The murderer died in hell and dug up the grave. The hell where the ancestors of the bad people are executed for a long time, and the volcanic hell where those who harm the public and private interests, give and accept bribes, steal chickens and dogs, rob money, and set fire to the people are punished.

The stone grinding hell where those who trample on grains, thieves and thieves, corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and those who oppress the people are punished, and those who cut corners, deceive their superiors and subordinates, and buy and sell unjust people with knives and saws.

Qian Lang was frightened by all kinds of miserable images, and couldn't help but get closer in the direction of Leng Xingyun and Zhang Fan.

They continued to walk forward, and they saw the road of animals rampant, and they continued to walk forward, and they saw the various forms of beings in the world, men and women who fell in love, intergenerational inheritance, killing and violence, fraud and conspiracy, all beings were mediocre, and the time of reincarnation was nothing but dust.

Zhang Fan and his entourage even saw themselves - the whole process of growth, the first meeting of the three of them, started an adventure, came to the ice field, found the snow lotus, chased the little dragon, was attacked, and then he was injured first, Qian Lang followed, and finally even Leng Xingyun was not spared, and they finally buried their bones here.

What an ominous omen, but no one believes.

They remained determined to move forward.

The front seemed to have entered the hungry ghost road, this long passage had no lights, the whole passage was pitch black, the three of them could only grope their way forward, they entered the Asura Road again, and a bronze mirror was placed on the walls on both sides at a distance, and the faces of the three of them became extremely ugly in it, like the ugly male Asura on the stone wall.

Qian Lang was startled, and Zhang Fan explained to him in a low voice: "Asura is regarded as an evil god, belonging to fierce and aggressive ghost gods, ugly men and beautiful women.

Shakti had good food but no beautiful women, and Asura had beautiful women but no good food, and both sides were jealous of each other, so Asura and Shakti often fought endlessly. This space is quite realistic! ”

At this time, a strange aroma suddenly came from the front, Qian Lang lacked self-control, and almost immediately lost his mind, rushed forward, Leng Xingyun grabbed him, he struggled desperately, and at this moment, Zhang Fan yelled:

"Hold your breath!" At the same time, Leng Xingyun woke up Qian Lang with a slap, and the three of them passed through the corridor with difficulty.

The hall in front is resplendent with gold, and the heavens and humanity are close in front of you. It may be that the aroma they inhaled just now played a role, and the three of them only felt dizzy in front of them, and their consciousness fell into darkness.

Zhang Fan woke up, he found that his body was no longer in pain, as if he had never been sick, his body was light as if he could fly around in the next moment, surrounded by green trees, flowers and plants, and the idiom of golden brilliance finally had its realistic version.

The three of them were dressed in brocade clothes, surrounded by delicacies, surrounded by women, and surrounded by flowers, and the three of them enjoyed everything around them with excitement.

Zhang Fan got the magic weapon to prolong his life, Leng Xingyun's skills increased greatly, and Qian Lang found his true daughter. They are the masters here, and this gorgeous heaven and earth is theirs from now on.

Qian Lang even said: "I am happy here, I don't think about it!" This is a classic quote.

They gradually forget what they are here for, and after they have tasted the exquisite food every day, they are greeted by an endless stream of women who dance, sing, and write poems and eulogies for them.

After watching all the shows, they fell asleep drunk, and the days passed for a long time, until things gradually changed.

First, the flowers in the garden gradually withered, and then their fine clothes gradually became dusty and sticky. Then their armpits began to sweat and their bodies were stained with filth.

In the end, this garden began to decay, and they began to yearn for the distant divine realm. I look forward to living a day of flowers, a world, a grass and a Bodhi, and a wave of the world. Aspiring to be a true deity, to be enshrined under the thrones of Shakyamuni, Medicine Buddha, and Amitabha Buddha.

Zhang Fan and the three woke up from their dreams. Find yourself still stuck where you are. The strange aroma is gone, and they are still in the ruins. It turned out that the three of them had just had a dream, and this experience turned out to be in a dream.

They recalled the sunlight shining on the earth in the real world, every morning of morning exercise in the park at dawn. Normal opportunities to communicate with people, passers-by have different faces.

So they moved on, hoping that it would be worthwhile. The snow lotus is their opportunity, and they must seize them, always believing that my fate is up to me, even though the mural has predicted that they may be in danger, and the shadow of death hangs over them from beginning to end.

Even if Zhang Fan is injured, the three of them are weak and weak, and the road ahead must be difficult and dangerous, and the result may not be satisfactory, but they are still determined to go on, for the sake of the snow lotus in the distance, for the unknown challenges, and the normal society they are eager to return to.

Zhang Fan trembled slowly, he seemed to have a fever, Leng Xingyun and Qian Lang took off their coats and put them on the ground, let him lie on them temporarily, they opened, they fed him the anti-inflammatory drugs in his backpack, and guarded him all night, but Zhang Fan still did not get better.

He was shaking, and even talking nonsense, and if he didn't get help, he would soon fall into a coma from dehydration and high fever. Perhaps only by leaving this strange space could he alleviate his illness and end this bad adventure, so after a few people repaired for a while, Qian Lang and Leng Xingyun exchanged and carried Zhang Fan on his back.

With Zhang Fan's slight cry of pain, the three of them slowly walked forward, and a flight of stairs led to the front.