Wang Ziheng took the Yongdao on the right.

After walking for a few minutes, there was a sobbing sound in front of me, which sounded like a girl crying.

Goosebumps erupted in every inch of Wang Ziheng's body: who else could be in the black hole where he couldn't see his fingers?

Oh, it must be the dead monkey doing the trick again!

Thinking of this, Wang Ziheng's hanging heart finally relaxed. There was no trace of the color-faced mandrill all the way in, presumably because it had been leading everywhere, guarding in the dark in advance, and trying to create a terrifying atmosphere to trick people.

Since the color-faced mandrill can be safe and sound in this cave, then this road must also be a way to live! Wang Ziheng was in a good mood, and he reached forward with the flashlight, and his steps couldn't help but speed up.

The sobs grew closer, and at the end of the corridor seemed to be a world of light.

Walking out of the corridor, in front of you is a pool of sparkling lake. The four shores of the lake are open and boundless. And on the open ground, countless light clusters emitted pale blue firelight, like a dream.

In the middle of the lake, a figure was only half exposed on the water, with his back to Wang Ziheng, bowing his head and sobbing.

"Ugly Eight Strange ......" As soon as Wang Ziheng opened his mouth, he immediately realized that something was wrong: the figure was slender and slender, with long hair and a shawl, and was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt on his upper body, which was definitely not the colorful-faced mandrill he had just seen.

"You...... Who are you? Wang Ziheng's whole body trembled, and his hair stood on end.

The figure slowly turned around and raised his eyes to look at Wang Ziheng. The four eyes met, Wang Ziheng let out a shout of "Mom" and sat on the ground.

"Si Ling?!"

The figure has a delicate face, but his face looks pale and haggard, and his teary eyes are even more amorous. She is Wang Ziheng's college lover Song Siling!

Wang Ziheng's eyes were about to fall: "Siling, you ...... How did you end up here? I'm not ......."

Song Siling waved her arm and beckoned to Wang Ziheng: "Ziheng, come with me!" Let's go back and do it all over again! ”

"Go back? Return...... Where to go? Where else can we go back? ”

Song Siling sighed lightly and said, "If you keep going like this, there will be no end." Stop clinging, we can start again. ”

Wang Ziheng was crazy and smashed the things around him towards Song Siling, and all of his mobile phones, flashlights, and backpacks were spared.

He yelled as he smashed it, "Why should I go with you? I...... I'm not wrong! Get out of here, I don't want to see you......" The debris all passed through Song Siling's body and fell into the lake behind her, causing layers of ripples.

"Hey!" Song Siling no longer insisted, continued to hide her face and sob, and the whole person slowly sank to the bottom of the lake, and finally disappeared.

Wang Ziheng found no grievances and hatred in her eyes, only endless sadness and loss.

It wasn't until Song Siling completely disappeared that Wang Ziheng came back to his senses completely.

He rubbed his eyes, looked at the dead lake in front of him, and muttered to himself, "How is it possible to go back?" Can't go back, can't go back, she's not human! What am I doing wrong? I didn't do anything wrong, I didn't do anything wrong......"

He tried to stand up, but suddenly felt liquid drip onto the back of his neck.

He hurriedly looked back, only to see a huge black dog standing behind him at some point, staring at him like a bone, salivating.

This black dog is a little exaggerated, and it is like an old ox. Growing so big, Wang Ziheng had never seen such a giant dog, and he was both confused and scared in his heart.

In fact, this behemoth is not a dog, it has a name, called Woe.

Scourges are legendary ancient beasts that look like ordinary dogs. Legend has it that this thing was originally the assistant of the god of fire, but because it was so harmful in the world, it was ignited by the god of fire and served in hell to atone for its sins.

Wang Ziheng didn't recognize the scourge. Looking at each other at the moment, he couldn't guess the attempt of the disaster for a while, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only hold his breath and wait for changes.

Scourge stared at Wang Ziheng for a moment, then suddenly lunged at him.

Wang Ziheng was caught off guard, and before he could react, he was knocked down in front of the scourge. Scourge Dou's two front paws pressed Wang Ziheng's shoulders tightly, and stretched out his big wet tongue to lick his face wildly. Wang Ziheng screamed again and again, but he couldn't break free.

Scourge licked for a while, opened his huge mouth, spewed out two rows of fangs, bit Wang Ziheng's shoulder, picked him up from the ground and held him in his mouth, and ran forward.

The fangs pierced the shoulder blades, and the blood flowed, making Wang Ziheng cry and call his mother.

The scourge bypassed the lake and ran to the place where it shot, and in the open space in front of it, countless copper pillars stood densely. Each copper pillar breaks out of the ground, enough for two or three people to hug the thickness, towering to the sky, I don't know the length of the geometry.

What is creepy is that almost all of the bronze pillars are hung with human bodies, men, women and children.

Under each pillar of copper, there was a scourge crouching on the ground, opening its mouth to breathe fire at the pillar. The flames that erupted from the mouth of the scourge continued to flow from the outside to the inside of the bronze pillar, all the way up. In a few moments, the whole pillar of copper turned into a hot chimney, and the men and women who clinged to it began to smosh, twist in pain, and howl wolves.

This picture is like the densely arranged skewers on the night food stall.

The air was filled with the smell of scorched human flesh, and the heat wave was blowing in the face.

Wang Ziheng knew that something was wrong, and he was afraid that his result would be similar to these people, so he was suddenly frightened, and his feces and urine came out.

Sure enough, with a hard flick of his neck, Wang Ziheng flew out of the air, and the whole person just stuck to the vacancy of a copper pillar.

The frightened Wang Ziheng instinctively stretched out his hands and feet forward, trying to bounce out with the power of his limbs and stay away from the copper pillar. Unexpectedly, the copper pillar seemed to have a strong adsorption force, as soon as Wang Ziheng's body approached, the copper pillar had firmly stuck to it, and the more he moved and struggled, the tighter the person adhered to.

"It's over!" The prince was discouraged.

At this time, every inch of the front of his body was clinging to the copper pillar, with a thick layer of charred flesh and grease in between. And the fat of the roasted man above was flowing downward, burrowing into his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Disgusting, fearful, desperate, mixed feelings, Wang Ziheng's mind has completely collapsed.

Gradually, the blazing heat passed through the scorched flesh and grease in front of him, and Wang Ziheng's clothes and pants were slowly burned through, and the burning sensation of drilling into his heart penetrated into every pore. The sanity that had just flown out of fear was pulled back under the vicious roasting, causing him to let out a scream like a pig.

Then, his nerves slowly became numb in the weakening howl of pain, and the smell of burnt flesh and the tingling sound of flesh and oil, in his sensory world, seemed to have nothing to do with him.

This cruel torment process was long, and Wang Ziheng truly felt that every inch of skin in front of him was scorched, burned through, burned to the point that his intestines were rotten, and his muscles and bones were broken...... But his consciousness has always been awake, he can't pass out or die, and every bit of pain makes him deeply experienced.

What is the reason for this?

It's a punishment!

When he felt that his skin had been completely destroyed, Wang Ziheng was relieved. That's what you can do, aren't you? If I don't even care about flesh and blood, what else can you do to me?

This is simply an extremely perverted epiphany!

Wang Ziheng couldn't stop laughing, he simply stretched out his hands and used his huge potential to prop up the copper pillar, and the skin on his ripe chest was peeled off and stuck to the copper pillar; Then the abdomen, both legs, and the flesh were torn apart. Like a skinned prisoner, he finally broke free from the bronze pillar and fell heavily to the ground.

He couldn't figure out whether it was the desire to survive or the stubbornness of never admitting defeat. Wang Ziheng was completely unconscious, and just blindly crawled back on the open ground, with a hehe sneer coming out of his mouth.

On the surface of the lake, two figures emerged.

The two eyeballs on Wang Ziheng's scorched black head have not expired, and he recognizes that the two people who came out are the old village chief of Dong Village, and the other is the head of the big money.

What's going on? Isn't the big money chief already dead?

The old village chief was dressed in a black robe, and the large head was wrapped in a white robe. After going ashore, the two of them put their robes and hats on the ground, and knelt in the direction of Wang Ziheng.

"Are you kneeling for me? Hey! Wang Ziheng thought to himself, "Yes, who is not afraid of a master like me, who is not afraid of a lord like me?" Ha ha! ”。

But seeing that the two of them ignored themselves at all, and their eyes were always staring in the direction behind them, they couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

The cold behind him was pressing, covering the heat wave emitted by the copper pillar.

Wang Ziheng knows that the big boss who controls everything has finally appeared! He wanted to look back, but on second thought, you were just my defeated men, so I didn't bother to look at you squarely.

When the old village chief and the big money first saw the visitor, they lowered their heads and kowtowed desperately.

A thick male voice behind him spoke: "Two guides, let's make a long story short!" "It turns out that the big boss can speak the official dialect of Guizhou Province.

The old village chief and the big money kowtowed like garlic, but they didn't speak.

The man behind him sighed: "The life and death of the world's wealth and prosperity have long been determined, and they cannot be changed arbitrarily. Yang Zun, you deceived the gods and Buddhas, the case of the Shi surnamed Erlang in the Qingshan Realm is against the way of heaven after all! ”

The big money head kowtowed and said: "The subordinates deceived the sect leader, bent the law for personal gain, and are willing to be punished!" "It turns out that the surname of the big money is Yang, and this is the first time I know it. But his Chinese language is very lame!

After the big head finished speaking, he took out a horn knife from his sleeve and handed it to the old village chief: "I'm tired!" ”

The old village chief took the horn knife, hesitated again and again, and finally made up his mind, pulled the tongue of the big man out of his mouth, and cut it with the knife. The big guy always had a serene face, and his eyes didn't blink.

"It's a man!" Wang Ziheng secretly praised in his heart.

When the tongue of the big head was completely cut off, the chill behind Wang Ziheng also subsided. The old village chief held the big money head full of blood and kowtowed a few times in a row, turned around and jumped into the lake.

Wang Ziheng's heart lit up: They are going back, hurry up and follow.

He quickly crawled forward, and soon also got into the lake.

In the chaos, he reached out and grabbed the ankles of the big head with two hands. The big money head and the old village chief seemed to have swam to the other side and were about to climb up. Wang Ziheng dared to let go of the life-saving straw easily, so he had to hold the big man's foot and neck tightly.

Seeing that the big money went ashore smoothly, his own hand also surfaced, and he vaguely heard someone on the shore exclaiming: "What the hell? ”

Suddenly, there was a rapids behind him, and something bit his stump and dragged him backwards. And there were also people on the shore who worked together to pull the big money, Wang Ziheng finally couldn't earn it, and as soon as he threw his hand, he was dragged into the deep water by the things behind him.

Wang Ziheng looked back and understood that it was the big black dog that bit him.

"Swing as you please!" Wang Ziheng gritted his teeth and said.

Scourge bit Wang Ziheng and dragged him back to the Netherworld once again.

He lay on the ground on all fours, looking up at the dark deep space above his head, and a voice kept echoing in his head: It's not true! None of this is true!

Overhead, two long strips of white light were getting closer and brighter......