The first layer is the hell of tongue pulling.

Insulting and slandering others, making irresponsible remarks, telling right and wrong, after death, he fell into this prison, locked on a stone pillar, pried open his stinky mouth, pulled out his tongue, and slowly pulled it out until the silk cracked, the blood flowed for a long time, whimpered and begged for mercy, and finally broke, and then chopped into meat puree and fed to pigs and dogs.

A little imp who should have fallen into the hell of pulling out his tongue is running away at a rapid pace.

Tie Lingshuang's face was pale, more like a hellish ghost, carrying a spear, galloping, chasing the little ghost from afar, flying all the way down Jubao Mountain.

Far away is Fengtai Gate, on Fengtai Gate, the guard will pull out the long sword at his waist, cover his mouth, and shout, but with a big tongue, the wind leakage is obvious,

"It's all fine to show me, someone in the village jumped over the city gate, planted his hands directly, and the corpse didn't matter!"

The soldiers defending the city clenched their spears tightly in their hands, and their faces were serious, as if they were facing a great enemy, and they seemed to be trying their best to hold back a smile.

"Whew"

The black shadow flashed up, swept over everyone's heads, and when they came back to their senses, everyone hurriedly raised their guns and looked, only to see that the black shadow did not stop at all, turned over and flew out of the city wall, and fell under the city.

"There's another one in the back, curse her, curse her, let me go!"

The gatekeeper behind him shouted bitterly, and everyone hurriedly turned around and looked down, only to see a figure under the city, with his toes connecting dots on the city wall, and the rubble was scattered, breaking through the wind. Hurry up your spear, sweep or stab, and keep her under the city.

"Get out!"

Swept to the top of the city, the iron spear swept across, the spear blocking the way broke, and the pile of people also fell into a pile, only the goalkeeper who covered his mouth, hiding aside and waving his sword in anger, scolded at the figure who rushed outside the city.

Two figures, one in front of the other and one behind, were four or five zhang away, rushing towards the deep forest and dense grass.

Raise your eyes and look at a big mountain in front of you, undulating and undulating, stretching for several miles, there is a statue on the mountainside, faintly Guanyin appearance, General Mountain, Yue Fei of the Southern Song Dynasty defeated Jin Wushu here, and recovered the Jinling City of Jiankang at the time.

Tie Lingshuang looked at the bamboo forest in front of him, and the black shadow flashed into the bamboo forest, snorted coldly, and suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, he also rushed into the bamboo forest, without stopping at all.

The bamboo forest is like the sea, and it is early autumn, a piece of withered yellow bamboo leaves are falling and falling, Tie Lingshuang is rushing, seeing that the distance between the two is only three zhang, the sound of breaking the wind in front of him suddenly came, two bamboo leaves are like knives, one left and one right, and it has reached a foot in front of him.

With a cold snort, he sank down, flashed two bamboo leaves, and out of the corner of his eye, the black shadow disappeared after turning into a boulder in front of him.

Don't pull out your tongue and feed it to the dog, this girl swears not to be a person, Tie Lingshuang's figure flashed, swept towards the boulder, swept his head down, there was no figure at all, looked up, only to see the end of the bamboo forest, a shadow, flying towards the general mountain.

The general mountain is a hundred meters high, and seeing that the sword man has reached the halfway point of the mountain, Tie Lingshuang's eyes flashed with coldness, and he did not stop at his feet, chasing the figure and running towards the top of the mountain.

Standing on the top of the General's Mountain, Tie Lingshuang Feng's eyes suppressed his anger, and he shot around, and sure enough, there was no trace, looking down at the mountainside, the two springs were like the two springs of Yongning in Jubao Mountain, but these two springs were much bigger, Guanyin Sun and Moon Spring.

Halfway up the mountainside, carve a statue of Guanyin according to the wall, hold the sun and the moon in your hand, face the sun and moon spring below, it is rumored that in the last years of the Southern Song Dynasty, the war is raging here, the dead bodies are piled up, the plague is rampant, Guanyin Bodhisattva manifests this mountain, two springs flow out of the mountain, people drink it, all kinds of diseases do not live.

On the top of the mountain, Tie Lingshuang gasped for a long time, and then pressed the killing intent in his chest, his phoenix eyes narrowed, as long as he kept tracking, sooner or later there would be a day when he would meet again, and this person's identity had been revealed, and the people of Liuhemen, even if they were not from Qiyun Mountain and Wuyi Mountain, they couldn't get rid of their involvement.

Looking at a big mountain in front of you, the end is heavy and heavy, the light smoke is shrouded, it seems to be a reclining Buddha, more like a bull's head, two peaks, one east and one west, like a cow's horn confrontation, create a magical power, it is natural, the ancients praised this Tianque Niushou also, so it is called Niushou Mountain.

Seeing a small lake at the foot of the north side of Niushou Mountain from a distance, Tie Lingshuang reached out and took out the bronze demon card, turning over the cow,

"Green Cow, Water Travel, Jinling Niushou Mountain Foot Hidden Dragon Cave. ”

Nodding, a ridge on the north side of Niushou Mountain is low, which is the branch of Niushou Mountain, Yinlong Mountain, and a deep stone cave by the Yinlong Lake at the foot of the mountain is the Hidden Dragon Cave.

Put the demon card into his arms, look up at the sun hanging high overhead, pinch the time, if you hurry up, it seems that you can find the three monsters today, to hurry up to find the feather monster, think of the stone carving by the two springs, like a crane, I don't know if it is deliberately misleading, no matter, wait for the mountain, and then go to Yuhuatai to pick it up, carefully pursue.

Up and down the mountain, and ran all the way, Tie Lingshuang stood at the foot of Niushou Mountain by the Yinlong Lake, looking at the clear and turquoise lake, laughter came from the side, several naughty children played on the two big stones by the lake, between the two stones, there is a zhang wide place, and the water and grass are dense.

The Hidden Dragon Cave has a long history, and it is rumored that there is a water dragon living in it, which is the mountain god of Niushou Mountain, no one has ever seen it, but in this lake, if a child accidentally falls into the water, most of them just step on a big stone that will move, and then float to the shore.

The water and grass are dense, and there is a wide hole under the water surface, which is the legendary Hidden Dragon Cave.

Walked to the lake, picked up the lake water, washed his face, scrubbed the blood stains on his face, the wound stinged slightly, looked at the fluctuations of the water surface, two hideous scars on his face, and a new wound on the right side of his face that was one inch long.

Women are the ones who please themselves, and they have only been swordsmen and enemies over the years, and it doesn't matter what they look like. Half a sound, stirring up the splash, smiling lightly, fortunately, if this wound was on my sister's face, it is estimated that she would cover her face all day and not see anyone.

Tearing off a piece of clothing, tying the wound on his arm, and watching a few naughty boys go away together, it should be home for dinner, Tie Lingshuang couldn't help but feel hungry for a while, and after running for a long time, it was time to find something to eat, looked around, there was no restaurant, and sighed.

A leaf of reed, a sting.

Sitting on top of the big stone, Tie Lingshuang stared at the water surface in front of him, and sure enough, not long after the sting order was blown, a faint bull roar came from the ground, and the water surface fluctuated, and a huge black shadow slowly floated up.

A big buffalo, covered in blue and black, nearly two zhang long, with a head like a big water tank, eyes like two sea bowls, thick-black curved horn scimitars, and a wisp of aquatic grass hanging on it, floating on the water, the bull's eyes stared at Tie Lingshuang, the mouth opened and closed, and a deep voice sounded,

"What's the matter?"

As soon as the sound came out, the water trembled. It seems that this buffalo's path is very high, and just the sound of the trembling can affect such a large area of water, if you manipulate the water, you will definitely be handy, Tie Lingshuang nodded,

"Near here, have you found people with huge spirits, or demons?"

The big green cow bowl blinked,

"A wisp of cold murderous aura flew before you came, right?"

Suddenly got up, clenched the iron gun in his hand, Tie Lingshuang asked coldly,

"Did you sense it? Where did he go?"

I sensed him, and he seemed to sense me, and after a moment's pause, he turned and ran toward the woods to the east. ”

As the bull's head turned, Tie Lingshuang looked at the east of the lake, a maple forest, slightly red, Tie Lingshuang was about to fly up, his eyes flashed, he stopped, and looked at the huge bull's eye,

"If there are other caves near you, in the near future, go and avoid them first, there are magic signs in Jinling, and the methods are cruel. ”

The huge bull head nodded, looked at Tie Lingshuang who flew away, sighed bullishly, and slowly dived down.

The maple forest is the best to perch on Xia Mountain, and the autumn is thick, full of red leaves, brilliant and fragrant. At the foot of Niushou Mountain, there is only a small piece, and it seems to be a red flower in the green onion of the mountain. Tie Lingshuang rushed into the maple forest, slowed down, and wondered as he glanced around.

After descending the mountain, it is impossible to walk immediately, and it is easier to get rid of it if you go down the mountain from other directions, so why bother to run to the sparsely wooded lake to show your tracks? It seems that you are deliberately attracting yourself? This kind of assassination method is too inferior.

The forest was a little dark, Tie Lingshuang walked about a hundred meters, saw that the green in front of him was getting darker, and he was about to pass through the maple forest, swept a maple trunk at the border, and stopped.

More than ten meters away, I saw that the trunk of the maple tree was one person high, and the brown and yellow bark was cut off by a sharp blade, revealing the white wooden core inside.

Thinking of the allusion of "Pang Juan died under this tree", Tie Lingshuang sneered, flashed closer, and looked up, sure enough, there were three lines of small characters engraved on the white wooden core, slender and sharp, hideous like a snake, it was the silver sword handwriting.

The little monk, the traitorous businessman, who died first?

Startled, Tie Lingshuang turned around and flew up, running quickly, opening the bronze smoke ball on his waist, and shouting loudly at the bone bird flying beside him,

"Go back, let Old Man Wei go up and protect the little monk. ”

Seeing that the bone bird flying in a straight line in the direction of Jinling City, Tie Lingshuang also rushed in that direction.

The sun has set in the west, Tie Lingshuang has not stopped all the way, when he rushed to the Confucius Temple, as soon as he broke into the street, he saw a bunch of people gathered in front of the store where he went in and bought three stones yesterday, Tie Lingshuang's eyes were full of murder, and his face was blue, these people were really inhumane and extremely sinful.

Turned over and flashed into the crowd, the two officials at the door were shocked, and they were about to pull out their waist knives, Tie Lingshuang showed his waist card, and glanced at the couplet in front of the door.

didn't have time to think too much, flashed into the door, and saw two brocade guards standing in the door, the shopkeeper sitting on the chair under the painting, his eyes squinted, his mouth was slightly long, he was out of breath, and Liu Yishui, who had white hair next to him, looked at him with a frown.

looked up and saw Tie Lingshuang coming in, Liu Yishui was about to speak, Tie Lingshuang raised his hand to stop,

"Check it out, I'll wait to find you. ”

After speaking, Tie Lingshuang rushed out of the Confucius Temple and ran towards the Jiming Temple.

The eighteen layers of hell that have been circulated among the people are quite intuitive, but not accurate enough, and hell is not distinguished by layers, but only by the length of time and the severity of the punishment of hell.

In the first layer of tongue extraction hell, the tongue will be continuously plucked out for the next 13.5 billion years, fed to dogs, grow tongues, and then slowly pull out.

In the second layer of scissors hell, 13.5 billion years will quadruple to 54 billion years, and ten fingers will be slowly cut off with scissors, grow, and then cut off.

And so on, until the sin is so great that it is thrown into the infernal hell, a place of chaos, the sound and light feel like nothing, and there is no time, only endless darkness and loneliness.

Recalling yesterday's step by step, a short distance of three zhang, walked for an hour, and finally sat cross-legged beside the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, looking at the drowsy darkness ahead, as if in the middle of nowhere, Qi Chen suddenly felt something in his heart, and a faint golden aura overflowed.

After making it for a long time, the golden aura became thicker and thicker, and suddenly faded and disappeared, and then a trace of gray and black aura appeared on his side, Qi Chen hesitated slightly, and turned around from his meditation.

Standing up, he was not too anxious to think, bowed to the Jizo King Bodhisattva beside him, and stepped out of hell and returned to the world.

I went to hell last night, and I came back to the world, and I feel good today, Qi Chen was eating steamed buns while holding the "Dizang Sutra", and carefully looked at the picture of the Jizo Bodhisattva going down the stairs.

Originally, it was supposed to be eighteen steps, but when I looked at it again today, there were only three big steps, which was quite strange, why was this Bodhisattva Sutra so strange, scratched his head, and asked the little frog,

"Little frog, how many steps are there on the stairs?"

The two squeezed all night, and suddenly got a lot closer, and the little frog looked sideways and said,

"Three floors. ”

Seeing Qi Chen, who was scratching his head, as if he knew why he was asking, the little frog thought for a little and nodded,

"The engraving of the Bodhisattva Sutra, generally written by the Buddha rhyme of the cultivator, by the heart and appeared, outsiders generally say eighteen hells, Jiming Temple is according to the Tang Dynasty before the note, only divided into three hells, cold, hot, lonely, so I see three layers. ”

Suddenly realized, no wonder last night his direct boss said that the truth is not afraid of fire and water, it turned out to be like this, I was used to hearing about the eighteen hells, yesterday I saw the eighteen floors, and the three hells of the Jiming Temple have really changed today.

Bowing slightly, he didn't feel that he had lost a lot of less layers, closed his eyes and breathed, and began to recall the three hells of yesterday, for a long time, he opened his eyes, and then looked, sure enough, the stairs were still three floors, but there were some hellish images faintly appearing on each floor.

I found a trace of the way of cultivation, I couldn't help but be overjoyed, looked at the big cat, the pattern on the belly in the distance was also clear, faintly in the shape of a palm seal, and I was about to take a closer look, when the voice of the little frog came,

"Shi, oh, Qi, Brother Qi. ”

grinning, looking at the little frog who seems to be unaccustomed, came out of hell yesterday, the two of them crowded in the firewood room, Qi Chen forced the little frog to call himself Brother Qi, the little frog ignored it, but he didn't expect it to suddenly shout out now, and was about to praise, only to hear the little frog say,

"Take the scriptures into your arms, don't look up, the little monk has something to tell you. ”

His eyebrows furrowed, although Qi Chen was grinning, he was also thick and thin, nodded, closed the scripture book in his hand, stuffed it into his arms, looked at the little frog and asked,

"What's wrong?"

Bending his eyes, the little frog said,

"Brother Qi, there is a murderous aura, not far away, pointing at the back of the little monk. ”

The tiger's eyes glared, suppressing the idea of looking up, sure enough, someone will come to retrieve the essence blood, Qi Chen did not raise his head, looked at the calm little frog, after feeling it carefully for a while, he found no trace, and swept the back of the little frog from the corner of his eye, the few Buddha halls, frowned, and asked softly,

"Can you feel in which temple?"

Shaking his head, the little frog was about to speak, when he was suddenly stunned, and his moonlight flashed,

"It's coming. ”