The cries and screams were so terrible that they didn't come from the mouth at all, and sounded like a muffled sound coming from the stomach.

Everything in front of me made my scalp tingle, those ghosts looked strange, all of them were very vicious, holding red-hot pliers in their hands, clamping the tongues of those souls, and what was even more terrifying was that the ghosts did not clip off the tongues of those souls, but slowly pulled their tongues outward, like pulling rubber bands, tearing them off alive.

Bai Wuchang saw me, holding a mourning stick in his right hand, patting me on the shoulder with his left hand and saying, "Don't, don't be afraid, this is the first layer of hell." ”

"The first floor?"

"Hmm." Bai Wuchang said a little vaguely and a little stammering, "This first layer of hell is called, called the hell of tongue pulling, which specifically punishes those who sow discord, slander and harm people, lie and deceive people before they die, and after they die, their souls will float here on their own, and they will not pass through the Nai He Bridge." ”

"But who in the world has never lied, if they are all punished, won't there be no escape?" I asked about impermanence.

"Hehe, you have this, you don't know anything, the underworld has its own, there are judging standards, it's not like you will come here if you just tell a lie." Bai Wuchang hooked my shoulders and walked down a staircase in front of me, and the ghosts on the road didn't say hello to him when they saw him, but were only busy with their own.

The stairs were very long, all made of cold iron, and after walking up the stairs, I was shocked again when I saw the situation on the second floor.

The ghosts here are even more vicious, they are all fierce and vicious, and as soon as I arrived, I saw a ghost with a toad's head cut off the finger of a ghost with the scissors in his hand.

Ten fingers were broken under the scissors, and the ghost fainted without saying a word, and I noticed that this layer was almost all female, so I asked strangely, "Why are they all female......"

Bai Wuchang smiled and said: "This second layer is called Scissors Hell, come, the people who come here are usually matchmakers, they will come to this Scissors Hell, there is a typical person in this hell you should know." ”

"Which two?" I asked.

"Lady Wang!"

"Lady Wang? The princess sells melons and boasts about herself? I asked curiously, "She's a matchmaker?" No way? ”

Bai Wuchang shook his head and said vaguely: "The princess I am talking about is the princess who pulled the line for Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian. ”

I suddenly realized that there was indeed such a person in history, who made coal for Ximenqing and Pan Jinlian, when Wu Dalang was not dead, but she was killed, according to this Bai Wuchang, she must come to this second layer, I couldn't help asking: "How did she punish her?" ”

"How else can it be punished?" Bai Wuchang said casually, "First pull out your tongue in the first layer of hell, cut your hands in the second layer of hell, and then go down to the third layer of hell." ”

I looked at Bai Wuchang in amazement, but he didn't wait for me to say more, and took me directly to the third floor, which was similar to the first and second floors, the ghost screams and roars were extremely miserable, and I felt sick when I heard it.

The demons pressed the souls of those who had gone to hell to a huge iron tree in the middle, and the iron tree had branches and leaves sharper than the tip of a knife.

The iron branches pierced directly into the backs of the souls, piercing them alive.

"This place is called the Iron Tree Hell, and those who are separated from each other while they are alive, and who instigate discord between father and son, brother, sister, and husband and wife, will enter the Iron Tree Hell after death. The trees are all sharp blades, picked under the skin from the back of the people, hanging on the iron tree, Wang Po once came here, was hanged, one, more than a hundred years. ”

As Bai Wuchang stammered, I saw the ghost drop those souls on the tree, and the souls were like the fruit of an iron tree, hanging on it and dangling.

Bai Wuchang said to me with a calm look in his eyes: "There is nothing to see in the fourth layer of hell, it is called the hell of evil obstacles, for example, if, in the yang world, he commits a crime and does not spit out his true feelings, or if he goes through the door, and goes up and down to hide from the world and the sea, even if he escapes punishment during his lifetime, after death, he will enter the hell of evil obstacles, and according to a mirror in the hell of evil obstacles, he will reflect his crimes, and then enter different hells according to his sins. ”

"I'll take you directly to the fifth floor." Bai Wuchang slapped a mourning stick on my head, I was suddenly dizzy, and when I regained my senses again, I had already appeared on the fifth floor, which was different from the noise on the first, second, and third floors, but there was some silence, and this hell was also a quiet place.

However, since it is the fifth layer, it is naturally impossible to really be a quiet place, and in the middle of here, there are layers of steamers.

Those ghosts tied their souls with iron chains, so that they couldn't roar or move, they could only be carried by the ghosts, and then they were thrown into the steamer as if they were steaming buns.

"This is called steamer hell, and here it is specially to punish those who have a short family in their lifetime, who use false rumors, frames, slander, and insults, and ...... To put it simply, it is what the folk call a long-tongued woman, after this kind of person dies, she is beaten here and put into a steamer to steam. Not only that, but after steaming, it is then dried by the yin wind, and the soul body is reshaped, and then brought back to the hell of pulling out the tongue. ”

Bai Wuchang said casually beside him, there was no stuttering at this time, although he felt nothing, but I felt that my scalp was numb and uncomfortable, who was the method of this underworld, this is too ruthless.

I endured the fear in my heart and followed Bai Wuchang to the sixth layer, and as soon as I arrived here, a very hot breath suddenly rushed over, even hotter than the steamer hell just now.

I looked up, and suddenly gasped, only to see that three meters away from me, there was an iron pillar that was burned red, and there were many souls holding on the iron pillar, and it was roasted to smoke.

But the ghost below didn't seem to see it, and he kept stuffing coal into the hole under the iron pillar, fanning the wind, and the iron pillar was always red and red, and I felt hot when I looked at it.

And not far from the iron pillar, there are still souls that are being stripped of their clothes and constantly sent to the iron pillar.

"Hurry up, what's the grind!" After Bai Wuchang arrived here, he urged the ghosts below to make two noises, and then said to me: "This place is called the Bronze Pillar Hell, and anyone who deliberately set fire to destroy the evidence during his lifetime, or set fire to revenge, will come here after death to enjoy the scene you see. ”

Enjoy, I enjoy your uncle, why don't you try it, let alone holding such a red-hot iron pillar, even if you touch it, I'm afraid you can't stand it, those dead souls are all smoking, this girl also said that it was enjoyment.

"The seventh layer is the Sword Mountain Hell." Bai Wuchang continued to lead me forward, where it is rarely used now, after all, if you really want to use it, I am afraid that there is no one in the world who will not go. ”

"Why?" I asked.