The more you go to the bottom, the faster the temperature around you drops, Nian Xiao gathered the black shawl on his body, his nose moved, and he seemed to ask a flower fragrance on the shawl, and he couldn't help complaining: A demon's clothes have the fragrance of flowers, and he must have gone to a place where he shouldn't go, and he was contaminated with the smell, hehe~ There was a light face just now, I really didn't expect him to be a pervert who is not taboo for men and women.

On the palace, which was 108,000 miles away, a man without a shawl sneezed fiercely.

The group reached the bottom of the eighteenth layer of hell, that is, the hell of punishment, the ghosts of this layer can only enter and exit, and the people who came to this layer all committed great sins in life and were sent to the hell after death.

First, strip off the clothes of the visitor, tie them to four wooden stakes in the shape of a "big" figure, cut off your ten fingers, and then start from the crotch to the head, use a saw to see it repeatedly, and then put it into the hot oil pan and fry it, pop, pop! In the end, he rushed into the volcano and burned alive without dying, and used the torture equipment of the previous seventeen floors together, repeating different combination packages all year round.

Hei Wuchang led Nian Xiao to the door of the eighteenth floor, and he didn't go in, because the eighteenth floor was often warm under the strong light, and he was condensed by the black gas for a long time, and Bai Wuchang could go in.

Nian Xiao teased: "Little Brother Hei, I took your lady away, Ash~"

Hearing this, Bai Wuchang stumbled and almost fell at the door, he held his waist, gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Nian, this official is single!" ”

The corners of Hei Wuchang's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly said politely: "Little Second Master, Neiko will be entrusted to you." ”

"Well said, well said!" Nian Xiao played with the folding fan, tapped the palm of his hand without a match, and walked into the eighteenth layer of hell gracefully, the posture was like going to his own back garden, without fear.

Bai Wuchang: "..."Is there a place to recycle the dead cat?" The official wants to kill the cat.

As soon as the two left, a little ghost came to pass the word: "Lord Hei Impermanence, the judge is in a hurry to find you, please hurry to the judge's hall." ”

Hei Wuchang nodded, and was about to take a walk, when he turned his head to look in the direction where Bai Wuchang and Nianxiao had just left, and ordered: "Leave someone here to answer Lord Bai Wuchang, there must be no mistake." ”

He didn't say that Nianxiao was here, he and Bai Wuchang were middle-level personnel of the underworld who enjoyed special rights and could enter the eighteenth layer of hell, but Nianxiao was not a member of the ghost clan, and the ghost clan strictly ordered outsiders to enter the eighteenth layer of hell, and those who stepped into it must have the instructions of the two generals in the north and south.

After the order, Hei Impermanence was relieved to leave with the little ghost, and as soon as he left, a black figure chased in the direction of Nianxiao and Bai Impermanence, silently without a trace.

As soon as they stepped into the cell of the eighteenth floor of hell, they saw a long black passageway, and the two walked forward while chatting. Suddenly, Nianxiao smelled a smell of fried pork, which smelled greasy and disgusting. Continue to walk a few steps forward, and there is a sound like "Ula ~ Rakla", a sound like logging, which is unpleasant and harsh.

Nian Xiao raised his eyebrows, the pace of his feet accelerated, the moment he stepped out of the black channel, he was shocked, in front of him was simply a large kitchen preparing a full meat feast, the imps had a reasonable division of labor, shaving, peeling, dividing, frying, grilling, out of the pot...

Bai Wuchang was not surprised by this scene, and introduced it with relish on the side: "Xiao Nian, look, the oil on the left is the oil pot, and the oil in it is not the sunflower oil eaten by the human race, but the fatty oil squeezed out of human flesh. ”

The corners of Nianxiao's mouth twitched slightly, and she asked casually, "How is that human flesh oil squeezed?" ”

Bai Wuchang: "This method is the same as the small yellow croaker you love to eat, put the fish on it and fry it when the pot is hot." When the pot is hot, we put people on it and fry it until the oil comes out, and then change to the next person to continue frying, and slowly there is a pot of black oil. ”

The thinking of thinking and laughing followed Bai Wuchang's words to make up for it, and with a sound of "vomit~", he almost vomited out, and the picture was so beautiful. Bai impermanence actually used the little yellow croaker as a metaphor, which makes me face the little yellow croaker in the future? Can you still eat it?

"Hey, Xiao Nian, you're still too young, I'm not surprised to look at my brother." Bai Wuchang patted Nian Xiao's shoulder and said with emotion: "I want to think about the past..."

Nian Xiao said compassionately: "If you force it again, the master will strip you and throw you into the black impermanence's arms, and then give you some chrysanthemum drunk to ensure that you don't come to bed for three days!" ”

Bai Wuchang: "..."Is there a place to recycle the dead cat?" The official wants to kill the cat.

The eighteenth layer of hell rarely comes to people, and the general interrogation of prisoners is also summoned with a soul locking spell, and they will not come in person, so Nian Xiao and Bai Wuchang have attracted the attention of many ghosts.

Seeing this, Bai Wuchang shouted: "Come on, I will go and bring Song Xiaobao's soul up!" ”

"Yes, Lord Bai Impermanence." The ghost is very doggy and runs to work.

Taking advantage of the gap, Bai Wuchang took a few steps forward with Nianxiao, and the two of them directly climbed onto the lookout, and the boxy lookout platform could see the scenery of the entire eighteenth layer of hell, full of wails and the sound of getting off the oil pot, accompanied by the sound of sawing people, one after another, it was really a nightmare for sinners.

After a while, Song Xiaobao was wrapped in a black cloth, and the two little ghosts carried the person up, leaning lazily on the pillar of the lookout with a smile, raising his eyebrows to look at Bai Wuchang, and teasing:

"The way your ghost clan carries people, how can it be the same as the concubines who want to sleep in the world, wrapped like a fritter, or a moldy fritter."

"Churros?" Bai Wuchang asked curiously, "What is that?" ”

"..."Nian smiled and said angrily, "a kind of rouge." ”

"Oh!"

Nian Xiao: According to Bai Wuchang's IQ, he must be the one below in bed... Deserves to be pressed.

Song Xiaobao stayed in the eighteenth layer of hell for a long time, and Black and White Impermanence also interrogated him, and asked, "Lord Bai Impermanence, what are you looking for the little one?"

"It's not me, it's the second master of the inspector who asked you about something, you'd better answer truthfully."

Song Xiaobao: "Confess and sit in a lenient prison, resist and go home for the New Year!" I'm not a newcomer, my lord, don't scare people. ”

"Are you still human? Your body is long dead. Nianxiao said with a smile on the side: "I've seen a lot of old oil, if you want to resist and lie, you are free, torture and don't cry, you count me as losing." ”

Song Xiaobao: "Hehe, don't be arrogant, little erlang, it's just relying on the protection of Bodhi Patriarch." ”

"I've been fried a few times in the eighteenth layer of hell, and I think that my skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and the copper money is iron-clad? Heh~" Nian Xiao sneered, and said slowly: "How about reliving the scene of death?" Or how about watching someone important in you die tragically? Or taste the chrysanthemum drunk of the ghost clan, and watch the scene of the explosion of your lower body by the way? ”

Song Xiaobao's body trembled suddenly, there was no ghost who was not afraid of the scene before death, this was a nightmare in their hearts.

Nian smiled and lowered his eyes, fiddled with the folding fan in his hand, and said excitedly: "In this way, my interest has come up, Song Xiaobao, you should not say it, insist on resisting to the end!" In this way, I am embarrassed to move my muscles and bones, as the younger brother of the Bodhi Patriarch, this little charm, sprinkle water~"

As he spoke, Nianxiao pinned the iron fan back to his waist, and tapped his fingers in the air a few times, and the golden light suddenly appeared.

Song Xiaobao looked at the smile and smiled, and was instantly stunned, crying grandpa suing grandma, Lai Lai chirped and said:

"Little Second Master, the little one is wrong, the little one should be damned! Bah! The little one is dead, what do you want to ask, the little one must answer honestly! ”

Nian Xiao pointed his fingers, frowned at Song Xiaobao, and said, "Don't!" Keep up the resistance, keep going! It's hard for me to do this with you. ”

Song Xiaobao shook his head frantically, begging for mercy in vain: "Little Second Master, I don't resist, I obey, you can do whatever you want!" ”

Bai Wuchang: "..."It's also a powerful ghost, can you have a little ambition?" Ghosts also have faces.

"Since you said it so sincerely, I will ask mercifully, sir." Nian Xiao said with a well-behaved smile: "Who asked you to tell Sun Ri that there are people fighting in Tianhou Mountain?" ”

"This..."Song Xiaobao hesitated for a moment, and said with a serious expression: "It is a Taoist chief I knew when I was alive, and he told me that there are two peaks outside the village, and there are immortal fighting methods, and there will be good things if you go." ”

Nian Xiao: "What is the name of the Taoist chief?" How did you know each other when you were alive? ”

Song Xiaobao: "The Taoist chief's name is Sui Yuan, and he was on the verge of starving to death when I passed by the Chenghuang Temple, and he gave me back the soul incense as a repayment." ”

"What !!" Bai Wuchang asked in surprise: "You say it again, what kind of incense!" ”

"Brother Bai, are you deaf? Soul Rejuvenation Incense!! "Nian Xiao doesn't like her interrogation being interrupted!

Bai Wuchang said in a serious tone: "The soul rejuvenation incense is a thing of the ghost clan, and the ghost king ordered all the ghost officials not to flow this incense to the world, otherwise it will cause disasters in the world!" ”

Nian Xiao touched his chin and sighed, "Such a serious thing? Then you don't have a good look, finished calves! ”

Bai Wuchang resisted the urge to laugh, "I'm going to report the matter of returning the soul incense immediately, you alone..."

"You go quickly" Nianxiao interrupted Bai Wuchang's words, and said, "The master can do it himself, and it's useless for you to be here." ”

“… I, I'll try to get back as fast as I can. After Bai Wuchang finished speaking, he disappeared from Nian Xiao's eyes.

At this time, only Nianxiao and Song Xiaobao were left on the lookout, a cat and a ghost looked at each other, Nianxiao shrugged, and continued to ask: "Where did you meet the Taoist leader?" ”

"Eighteen layers of hell!" Song Xiaobao continued to complain: "Back then, there was a disaster in our village, and we were asked to use people to sacrifice to the sky to quell the natural disaster, but I didn't expect that we were quite fateful and met in the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

"Why do you sound like you're still happy!" Halfway through the joke, the folding fan in his hand suddenly flew out and scolded: "What person! Come out! ”