The door of the scissors hell is a round giant pair of scissors, which only opens and closes for a split second.

The blue-faced ghost took the poor ghost Mao Changsheng to go, and a hundred meters away, he saw two hellish ghosts who could not bear the torment of hell, and tried in vain to escape from the gate of hell, one had his head cut off, and the other had his legs cut off, and then disappeared.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng said in a panic: "It's so cruel, how can I go to the scissors hell? Maybe before I get in, I'll be wiped out." ”

"It's none of my business, my mission is to lead the way!" the green-faced ghost was as cold as ice, "Of course, money can make ghosts grind, and the stygian coins will slow down scissors." ”

Mao Changsheng touched his whole body, and said helplessly: "I don't know how to use money, and now I am penniless." Dude, do you have any money? You lend me a hundred dollars now, and I'll pay you back a thousand later. ”

The blue-faced ghost's eyes widened, and he said with disdain: "I thought you were a rich ghost, and you could lead the way, and you could do some benefits, but it turned out that you were penniless! Okay, you didn't give me a penny, and you borrowed money from me in turn, this is really a reversal! To tell you the truth, even if I have money on me, I won't lend it to you, let alone not." Laughing to death, he borrowed money from me in turn. ”

After that, as soon as he turned around, he was about to leave.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng hurriedly said: "If you don't lend me money, forget it, why do you have to nag so much? Lord Hades asked you to lead the way, and you want to give up halfway? Aren't you afraid that I will sue you and lose your job?"

"Hey, you dare to threaten me in turn?" the blue-faced ghost was so angry that his face became even greener and more ugly, and he grinned with his teeth, "It's scissors hell ahead, are you blind and don't see? Go yourself, if you want to sue me." ”

After that, he sat on the black grass on the side of the road angrily, looking at the poor ghost Mao Changsheng coldly, and didn't want to say a word more, just wanted to see how Mao Changsheng made a fuss, and then immediately.

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