The smile on the corner of Bai Wuchang's mouth made me feel a little cold, and a little strange, why did Bai Wuchang seem to be a little impatient to take me down in these last layers? At first, it would make me watch it for a while, but later on, it was like taking me through the scene, not to let me know about hell.

Why is that? I thought to myself, maybe the answer will be revealed soon.

When I arrived at the seventeenth layer of hell, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in my heart, Bai Wuchang said that this place is called the Stone Mill Hell, and anyone who tramples on grains, thieves, corrupt officials, corrupt officials, and oppressors of the people will enter this place after death. Grind into a meat sauce. After reshaping the human body and grinding again! In addition, there are monks who eat meat, and Taoist priests also come here.

These seventeen floors are a bit like a combination of the sixteenth and twelfth floors, but there are slightly fewer people here, but I am talking about fewer people, at least there are thousands of people, and they are cut off by the imps with knives one after another, and then thrown into the big grinding plate to grind, which looks particularly disgusting.

"I'll take you to the eighteenth layer of hell." I vaguely saw some special looks on Bai Wuchang's face, but because his face was so white, I didn't know what that look meant.

In short, I have to go now, I have to go if I don't go, this is hell, if I argue with Bai Wuchang, it is tantamount to looking for death by myself.

Bai Wuchang slapped his left hand on my shoulder, and the scene in front of me immediately began to distort, and when it stabilized, the scene changed again.

The eighteenth layer of hell, the first time I came here, I heard a "squeak" sound one after another, the sound was very rhythmic, I looked up, only to see countless little ghosts with a big black saw in their hands, crunching and sawing those dead souls.

The fool's clothes had been stripped of and tied to four wooden stakes in the shape of a "big" figure, and the imps started from the crotch and slowly sawed their heads with the saws in their hands.

"The people here are all those who cut corners, deceive superiors and subordinates, abduct women and children, and buy and sell unfairly, and will be thrown into this hell after death." Bai Wuchang said beside him, "This is the eighteen layers of hell in folklore. ”

To be honest, when I first went to the first layer of hell, I felt a little scary, and even the first few layers were quite scary, but then I don't know if it was numbness or what, but I slowly felt that it was not so scary, as if the horror coefficient of each layer of hell was about the same, and there were no unique characteristics.

It's not that the first layer is more ferocious and cruel, in short, these eighteen layers of hell are just different ways to deal with people, and the cruelty is almost the same, which makes me a little strange.

I asked Bai Wuchang: "Master Impermanence, don't the people often say that people who are extremely guilty will enter the eighteenth layer of hell, why do I think that this eighteenth layer of hell is similar to the upper layers?" ”

Bai Wuchang patiently explained: "The eighteen layers of hell that the folk say have long since changed their taste, and when it was first transmitted, the underworld was to shape its reputation, and the so-called eighteen layers of hell said that after a person dies, he is sent to hell, and from the first layer, each layer will go through, which is the eighteen layers of hell." ”

......As soon as Bai Wuchang said this, I immediately felt that the so-called being beaten into the eighteenth layer of hell was a bit cruel, although the cruelty of these eighteen layers of hell was almost high, but this cruelty had probably reached its peak, and it was much more cruel than the legendary ten tortures of the Manchu Dynasty.

It's just a matter of going through one layer, starting from the first layer, if the soul does not disperse, how much pain it will have to endure, I think there are very few people in this world who can really survive the eighteen layers of hell, thinking of this, I asked the question in my heart.

After Bai Wuchang heard this, his eyes showed some joy for some reason, and he still said very patiently: "There are indeed not many people who can be tortured by all the eighteen layers of hell throughout the ages and still have their souls still, but it is not nothing. ”

Bai Wuchang asked me, "Do you know why there is a saying about going to the eighteenth layer of hell? ”

I shook my head, I know a yarn, just a yin and yang gentleman like me, who used to only know the eighteen layers of hell, and didn't even know what each layer was, how could I possibly know why there was such a statement.

"Huh." Bai Wuchang laughed a little miserably and said, "The so-called entry into the eighteenth layer of hell is equivalent to the death penalty in the world, the person who is sentenced to this crime by the judge actually wants to kill him alive, and it is not bad that ordinary people can survive half of it, many people die in the first three layers of hell." ”

"So ruthless?" I asked curiously, "Didn't you just say that someone would go through three or four floors at the same time?" ”

This Bai Wuchang said something, always contradicting what he said before, so I don't know why.

After Bai Wuchang heard my question, he was not angry, he looked at me for a while like an idiot and said: "Those who are sentenced to the eighteenth layer of hell have to go through each layer ninety-nine times, and the eighteenth layer has a total of 1,782 times, but many people who have reached the third layer have suffered two hundred times, and their souls are almost gone. ”

"However...... Bai Wuchang's voice changed, "there are many people who can bear it. ”

Grass, as soon as Bai Wuchang's words came out, I was instantly shocked, glanced at the little ghosts around me who were busy sawing people, and couldn't help but shudder, and said: "Since being sent to the eighteenth layer of hell is a death sentence, what should I do if I don't die?" ”

As soon as I said this, I saw a gleam in Bai Wuchang's eyes, and his long white tongue trembled a little, and he stared at me and said, "Eighteen layers of hell are immortal...... Then he will be banished to the nineteenth level of hell. ”

The Nineteenth Layer of Hell!

Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, and the time in the ancestral tomb mountain came to my mind, before the first catastrophe came, I had entered a strange place, where the cold air was cold, the ancient house was secluded, and now I feel creepy when I think about it, Uncle Nine and Yishui told me that it may be the nineteenth layer of hell.

Hades!

The thought of this made me shudder, how could I have entered that place before?

Bai Wuchang shuddered when he saw me, and didn't speak, just looked at me quietly.

In this eighteenth layer of hell, his image becomes more and more penetrating the more you look at it, his whole body is white, his pointed hat has the four big characters written on it, and his face is like those witches in fairy tales, with a pointed nose, small eyes, and a long tongue.

Suddenly, I saw him move, and he raised the mourning stick in his hand, a scene so familiar that it reminded me of the darkness in my dream when it first attacked me, and it was the same as it is now.

Is that really a dream? I'm a little skeptical now.

But Bai Wuchang didn't give me much time to think, because his white mourning stick like a human bone had fallen on top of my head.