Party strife has existed since ancient times, but what I didn't expect was that after coming to the Netherworld, I actually encountered party strife in hell, which is really fresh enough.

Seeing that I was silent, He Er lowered his voice and said: "Jia Shu, I also saw your strength just now, but according to your current level, if you want to go through the eighteenth layer of hell, it is estimated that..."

"Everything is fate, all laws are natural!" I didn't spit out these eight words slowly, and I heard the He brothers pick up their thumbs and praise me for having Buddha nature, Nian Chu hugged my arm beside me, and asked the He brothers in a low voice: "The strange thing I want to see next will not also be a change. Kind of murderer, right? ”

"This ghast is not changing. Status, little sister, rest assured. "He Er's mouth is quite sweet, one mouth is the little sister, I can hear Chu Xi raised my eyebrows, and I shook my head helplessly, women, I want to hear others praise me for being young and beautiful, alas! But then again, compared with the age of the He brothers, it seems that we are all at the level of little dolls, and from this aspect, people are right.

Without waiting for He Er to finish speaking, He Da pointed to a dung pit not far in front of him with his hand, "See, it's that ghast!" "Looking in the direction He Da pointed, we saw a very, very small, small enough to hold only one person in the dung pit, and there was a ghost floating in it, and the thing was looking at us at this moment.

While we were looking, He Da quickly ran to the outside of the manure pit, picked up the silk thread with a steel fork, and released the evil spirit inside, and then He Er used a steel fork to circle the other party, waiting for us to go over and ask.

It seems to me that the ghasts of this place have grown into virtue. You think, in addition to his height, he is a man, not a eunuch, and no one has a lot of them. And the most important thing is that these ghasts are all soaked in the dung pit, and they are coldly brought out by the ghost pawns, but they are not all the same!

Seeing that we were approaching, He Er clenched the steel fork in his hand and shouted at the evil spirit: "Hurry up and follow the immortal to confess the sins you have committed!" ”

The ghast in front of him looked extremely decadent, and he didn't pay any attention to what He Er was saying, just stared into the distance with empty eyes. The angry He Da picked up the steel fork and hit his head hard, but Rao couldn't make him speak.

After seeing that the hard work was ineffective, He Er changed his routine, raised his voice and said to He Da pretendedly: "Since this grandson doesn't want to say it, let's put him back, and when I meet An after a while, I torture that little girl." "I'll see it!" After He Da glanced at He Er, Malier replied.

But when the ghast heard the name An Ran, his eyes widened, and a line of tears flowed down his cheeks. Then he struggled and roared, "Don't touch her, something is coming at me!" ”

"Then you can tell the story with Enron at the beginning." After He Er's plan succeeded, he triumphantly ordered to the evil spirit.

"As long as you don't mess with her, I'll tell you anything you want to know!" The ghast stopped struggling, his eyes became extremely sad, ready to tell us the story that had happened to him and Enron.

"Another lover!" Although Nian Chu is not very old, he has read countless men during his lifetime, and he guessed the reason just by the other party's words.

I thought I was also a lover, so when I heard Nian Chu's conclusion, I discussed with the He family brothers: "If it doesn't work, let him go, he won't be able to run anyway." ”

"I heard it, why don't you hurry up and go to the immortals." Although He Da flattered me, I found that he held the steel fork in his hand tighter, for fear that if he let go of his hand, the ghast would run away.

"Don't worry, I won't run, I deserve it here." After the ghast breathed a sigh of relief, he continued, "Unless I re-enter the Six Realms of Reincarnation, I will never leave here. ”

Then the ghast named Masaaki began to tell the sad story:

"My name is Yan Zhengming, and I live in a small county town in Guangxi. We are known for our cosy and slow-paced life. My grandfather had an old house in Rouge Lane in the county seat, Rouge Lane, what a nice name, but it is said that in the old society, it used to be the most famous red light district in the local area, but with the transformation after liberation, the prostitutes faded out of the stage of history, but the name Rouge Lane has been retained to the present.

It is worth mentioning that my grandfather was a big official in the late Qing Dynasty, so the family will have such an old mansion. There is also a saying: No more than three generations of wealth! Since my grandfather's generation, I happen to be the fourth generation, so in this life, I can't be among the ranks of the rich, let alone the second generation of the rich.

Every year during the summer vacation from college, I would visit my grandfather, and then I lived in the old house in Rouge Lane. Because I am tired of the city life with many high-rise buildings, I yearn for the peace and tranquility of the countryside, which is an alternative among college students of my age.

I still vividly remember the afternoon when I met Enron, the sun was very poisonous, and the high temperature of minus 35 degrees made the whole alley seem extremely quiet, and most people chose to lie in their rooms to escape the heat, or find a shady place to play chess, until Enron appeared in Rouge Alley with three huge suitcases.

When I saw her for the first time, I couldn't help but fall in love with her. The tall man was wearing a bohemian dress, a water-pink translucent bra with lace trim underneath. A pair of thick women's shoe holders were pulled on her feet, a wide-brimmed cowboy hat shielded her from the sun, and the red toad sunglasses on her face covered most of her beautiful face.

But what attracts me the most is her temperament. Don't look at her very delicate, and she is dragging three large suitcases in the hot alley, but I don't feel that kind of delicate and squeamish at all, but she is more enjoying the scenery along the way, as if the damn weather and the burden on her body have nothing to do with me.

Most of the people in Rouge Lane are several generations of people, and they are very familiar with each other, and suddenly such a stranger broke in, so it was inevitable that the three aunts and four mothers-in-law would gossip about it.

The most common thing women say is, "What is this woman, how does she dress like a goblin?" No need to ask, this must be a small **, not staying at home, specially coming out to seduce men. "Of course, I can understand that the little ** in the woman's mouth is: small refers to being young and energetic; **Refers to the appearance of a beautiful flower; Taken together, this is to say that this woman is both young and beautiful.

And what men talk about the most is: "Is this little ** sold or not?" The words were full of anticipation, which added a touch of mystery to Enron.

Coincidentally, An Ran actually entered my grandfather's house, and then the grandmother who came introduced her to me: "Obviously, this girl has rented a room in the West Wing, if you have time, help her clean up." From tomorrow, you two are neighbors! ”

to be continued