The horizon is red and yellow, the 'mountains' are continuous, and a round of 'sunset' projects a fiery red glow, this is not a desirable tourist resort, but a terrifying hell of tongue pulling.

Tongue Pulling Hell, the first of the eighteen layers of hell, is dedicated to long-tongued women.

The long road seemed to have no end in sight, and the ghosts slowly moved towards the living pond like ants.

"Sichuan Qin Wang's family, a native of the Song Dynasty, has been punished, and he has been approved!" The red-clothed ghost shouted.

The female ghost of the Song Dynasty with a pale face was motionless, her eyes were blank, and her slightly tilted head seemed to be wondering what he was talking about, and the white-clothed ghost almost rolled her eyes and skillfully pushed her forward with a silver gun.

"Girl, drink this bowl of soup!" A kind old woman stood in front of the death pool, smiling and putting the bowl in the hands of the female ghost of the Song Dynasty, she pointed to the mountains over there, under her fingertips, the mountains were like transparent mirrors, constantly crossing the past of the female ghost of the Song Dynasty when she was alive.

The female ghost of the Song Dynasty had red eyes and cried whining.

The old woman smiled softly: "In this life, your karma has been returned, although you never forgave people with one mouth when you were alive, and you were embarrassed by your husband Qin Huizhi, causing trouble everywhere, and being disgusted by others, but you also suffered a punishment here for 10,000 years, and the sins have been offset, drink it, jump into the path of reincarnation, and be reincarnated in a good family!" ”

The female ghost of the Song Dynasty cried for a long time, and then she held the bowl like a puppeteer, raised her head and was about to drink, and the old woman's smile became brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, the female ghost stopped her movements and turned her head in a daze.

All the ghosts followed her together, and saw a female ghost wearing shorts and short sleeves, with a bleak face but not hiding her posture, pulled the sleeve of the female ghost of the Song Dynasty, revealing a silly smile.

"The clothes are long, not like mine." She wanted to say this, but she couldn't make a sound, and the more she tried to speak, the more she couldn't make a sound, and she babbled and babbled there, until she was so anxious that she burst into tears.

The ghosts are used to seeing each other, and the red-clothed ghosts sighed, looked down at the scroll, and said in a loud voice: "Haicheng Yuanzi, in 2020 AD, died unmarried, has been punished, and is allowed to ...... Well, blessed, the parents in the next life are officials, go, after drinking the soup, forget everything, be a good person in the next life, don't be pulled out of the tongue again. ”

Yuan Zi was pushed forward and collided with the female ghost of the Song Dynasty, and the two ghosts were surprised when they saw each other's honor.

"You're so ugly." Yuan Zixin said.

"You're so ugly." The female ghost of the Song Dynasty said in her heart.

"Not gone yet! What are you doing with grinding and chirping! The white-clothed ghost was a little irritable, took two steps forward, and poured Meng Po soup into the belly of the female ghost of the Song Dynasty, and then raised his foot and kicked it, and the female ghost of the Song Dynasty fell into the pool of death with a 'bang'.

Hearing that voice, Yuan Zi shrank his shoulders, and when he saw this, the white-clothed ghost looked at each other coldly, raised his head, and said, "One by one, give me realization!" Hurry up! It's all lined up for me! Otherwise, I will kick you into the hell of scissors, cut you into pieces one by one, and break your corpses into thousands of pieces, it hurts! ”

I don't know which word touched Yuan Zi's memories, a trace of clarity flashed in her eyes, and at this time, the old woman next to her patted her shoulder, put Meng Po soup into her hand, pointed to the mountains, and said, "That's your relatives, friends, and lovers when you were alive...... Now, you are dead, there is nothing to be nostalgic about, cheer up, in the next life, you will be blessed. ”

Suddenly, Yuan Zi's eyes widened, and bean-sized tears continued to fall from his red eyes.

She stopped crying like a thunderbolt, and her whole body was like a wooden chicken, stuck there.

The mountains are filled with images that only she can see.

A young man in a suit and leather shoes sat at the dining table, he wore gold-rimmed glasses, his skin was white, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and he looked gentle and elegant, he pushed the casserole in front of the little girl in front of him, and said softly: "Don't you like the little rabbit and want to be with it forever?" Eat it, and you'll be together forever. ”

The cute little girl rubbed her swollen walnut eyes and cried out, "Daddy lied! After eating, I pulled a bubble of poop and there was nothing. ”

……

"Nope! No! She heard a low roar in her throat, and after the torture of pulling out her tongue, she had not yet uttered a complete sentence, but at this time, she let out a low roar in her chest, and it seemed to burst out from the depths of her soul three words: "Liu! State! It! ”

Fragments of memories kept flooding into her mind, and her headaches were splitting, and her hands were shaking like chaff.

With a 'snap', Meng Po soup fell to the ground.

"Girl, ...... you" Meng Po wanted to step forward, Yuan Zi raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of fear, and then he took a deep breath, turned around, and ran away with his feet.

She remembered!

She remembered everything!

She is dead, she was killed by Liu Shuzhi, she is now in the hell of the netherworld, fortunately she has come to her senses, otherwise she would have been reincarnated with regret and hatred.

She must not be reincarnated! Can't stay here! She's going back to the world! She's going to save her daughter! She must not allow her daughter, who is carefully cared for, to grow up in the hands of that pervert!

"Quick! Catch her! "The ghosts and the ghosts screamed.

The footsteps behind him were as loud as striking a gong, and Yuan Zi was anxious, but as a ghost, where could the weak body that had just been tortured not long ago outrun the ghosts who were as strong as Mount Tai? In the blink of an eye, the demons were only two steps away from her.

"Hey, hey, you run again!" The ghosts' laughter grew sharper and sharper.

"If you run again, I'll kill you!"

These ghosts and ghost thugs are all transferred from evil ghosts, not only the face is vicious, the means are even more vicious, falling into their hands, I am afraid that I will be beaten until my soul is scattered, Yuan Zi's heart tightened, gritted his teeth, and rushed to the female ghosts who were queuing.

The female ghosts looked numb and did not move.

"Don't run! Stop obediently, for the sake of your little face, you can still hit a little lighter, otherwise, hehehehe......"

"Don't chase me, let me go, I won't be reincarnated, let me go back." Yuan Zi's physical fitness was not very good when he was alive, and when he became a ghost, he felt that his steps were heavy, and he was already out of breath before he ran far.

"Let you go, hehe."

With a "snap", Yuan Zi only felt a hot pain on his back, and physiological tears kept flowing down.

"Smack!"

"Smack!" Two more whips.

Yuan Zi rolled on the ground in pain.

"This ghost is cunning, quick, tie her with wicker, throw her to the hell of scissors, and lock her up for 100,000 years, see if she dares to run."

It hurts so much that he loses his mind, but Yuan Zi can also see the little ghosts approaching while laughing.

"Scissors hell, the edge of the knife is as high as two mountains, but it is like a piece of paper, thin, scissor, scissor, scissor, scissor, and you will become one, one, one, one piece, broken bones......"

Pieces!

Yuan Zi covered his wounds, gritted his teeth, stood up under the nose of the ghost, and said, "I'll go back with you." ”