Sun Quan woke up in a daze.

"Are you awake?"

Hearing a familiar but unfamiliar voice, Sun Quan suddenly woke up and sat up!

The voice...... I haven't heard of it in twenty years.

"Big brother?!"

He looked around and saw that this was still in the palace, and his eldest brother Sun Ce was sitting not far away, his face was hideous, and the arrow sores on his face were still terrifying.

"Zhongmou."

Sun Ce just sat there, there was not the slightest emotion in his deep eyes, "How did you promise me in the first place."

"Hebei Yuan Shao and Cao Cao are fighting, why don't you take the opportunity to attack Xu Du to welcome the emperor?"

Sun Quan Khan came down, and he hurriedly explained, "Brother, that's Yuan Shao being Cao Cheng...... was defeated by Cao Cao's sneak attack on the black nest, and the time was too fast and lonely...... I didn't have time to react. ”

Sun Ce was still expressionless, "There are still several years after Yuan Shao's defeat and retreat, why don't you act." ”

Sun Quan continued to stumble and explain, "At that time, I wanted to stabilize the internal affairs, and Cao Cao was already prepared, and I was afraid that I would lose the rear if I attacked rashly. ”

Sun Ce was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "How is my son Sun Shao?" ”

Sun Quan was in a cold sweat even more.

"This ...... He's doing well. ”

As soon as Sun Quan's words fell, he saw a sudden strong wind around him, and it was pitch black outside the house, and the candles in the house flickered and went out.

When I looked up again, I saw Sun Ce, whose face had turned into a skeleton ghost, rushing towards him!

Then Sun Ce grabbed him by the throat and looked hideous, "Go back to my father with my soul!" ”

"Brother! I can't breathe......"

Sun Quan struggled desperately, but he couldn't get out.

In a trance, he found himself in an eerie place.

A huge shadow sat on the high platform in front of him, and countless people he was familiar with stared at him with grim faces.

Among them are Lu Meng, Han Dang, Jiang Qin, who are holding their heads, and Lu Su and Zhou Yu, who have long since died!

These people died in a miserable state, and if it weren't for the ghosts who stopped them, I am afraid that they would have rushed over and tore him to pieces!

Sun Quan gasped, his voice trembling, "Where is this?" ”

The shadow above said indifferently, "Sun Zhongmou, you are guilty." ”

"Guilt and guilt! The minister is guilty! Sun Quan subconsciously knelt down and kowtowed, and then he looked up blankly, "I don't know what the crime of the minister is?" And how does your voice sound familiar? ”

You're not familiar with that!

Now Wang Yan relies on the dream method that all of us ghosts in the underworld will use.

It's just that his soul is now more than ever, so he can build such a real underworld.

But it's also a magic version.

After all, according to the timeline in the small world, there is no underworld at this time.

So his COS is Taishan Fujun.

Fortunately, this is the small world of Guan Shengdi Jun's obsession, and the other bigwigs will not interfere, otherwise he would definitely not dare to do this.

Wang Yan ignored Sun Quan's doubts, but waved his hand and said, "Take him down to visit hell." ”

After that, without waiting for Sun Quan to resist, Wang Yan locked Sun Quan with a black-and-white iron chain that he pinched out according to the horror movie and took him to hell.

Of course, this black-and-white impermanence is also controlled by Wang Yan's consciousness.

Sun Quan shouted for a while, but Black and White Impermanence ignored him and forcibly took him away.

Looking at the headless Lu Meng and the others who were silently staring at him along the way, Sun Quan asked in horror about the impermanence of black and white, "Two immortal elders, dare to ask what hell is like?" ”

"Bai Wuchang" glanced at him, "When the time comes, you will naturally know, less nonsense!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Sun Quan nodded for a while.

In the yang world, who cares about this, except for Cao Cao, who can make him inferior?

And maybe Zhang Liao.

And maybe a full of pets.

And maybe ...... Why so many people?

He sighed helplessly, in the end, he still had a ghost in his heart.

The hell that Wang Yan prepared for him was not a real hell.

In other words, Xiaoqian World actually has no hellish function.

For example, in the underworld of the small world where Wang Yan himself is located, the hell there is a food street, and they basically order takeout there.

The truly functional hell only began to exist in the Middle World.

Then it's up to you to see whose sphere of influence this hell is.

The sphere of influence of Buddhism, that is Buddhism Hell.

Daomen's sphere of influence, that is, Daomen's hell.

What Wang Yan prepared for Sun Quan was the "Eighteen Layers of Hell".

Black and white impermanence led the chains and tied the reluctant Sun Quan to the tongue-pulling hell first.

In this layer of hell, there is a little ghost who breaks open the mouth of the tortured ghost, and then uses iron tongs to pinch the tongue and pull it out raw, not at one time, but stretches and pulls it slowly, and when the tongue is broken, it will automatically grow out and repeat the cycle.

In fact, Wang Yan's official examination results were good, and he had the opportunity to go to the hell of the Middle Thousand Worlds on an errand.

But there are three shifts all year round, although the treatment is one of the best in the Yin system, but he can't withstand that kind of high-intensity work, and the psychological pressure is also great, Yin Si has to find a psychiatrist for them to do counseling, so Wang Yancai ran back to Xiaoqian World as a mediator.

Listening to the screams of the tortured ghosts in his ears, and seeing the tragic situation of the tortured ghosts in his eyes, Sun Quan's heart was beating in horror, "How is hell so terrifying?" ”

"Bai Wuchang" smiled: "This is only the first layer, you must know that there are eighteen layers of hell." ”

Sun Quan's face turned pale, "Huh? ”

The first layer is so terrifying, so what should be done in the back?

Isn't the eighteenth hell going to heaven?

Black and white impermanence did not delay time, after all, Wang Yan did not have much time to get out of his body.

Later, they took Sun Quan to visit the Scissors Hell, which constantly cut ten fingers with scissors, and used a sharp blade to pick it from under the skin of the back into the Iron Tree Hell, which hung on the iron tree, the Mirror Hell, the Steamer Hell, and so on, all the way to the eighteenth layer of the Knife and Saw Hell.

And every floor not only allows Sun Quan to watch it up close, but also explains it to him in detail.

Before the visit, Sun Quan's face was pale, and after he came out, not only was his face pale, but even his legs were trembling like sieve, and he was completely soft, so he could only be carried back to the main hall by black and white impermanence.

When he returned to the main hall, he immediately threw himself into tears, and he also understood where this was.

This must be the penny that didn't run!

It's just that in the past, it was only said that the soul will return to the pen after death, but it didn't say that hell is so terrifying!

"Fujun!" Sun Quan wanted to climb to Wang Yan's feet, but was stopped by black and white impermanence.

He struggled desperately, "What am I guilty of?" Please also make it clear! ”

Wang Yan sneered, "You ask yourself, do you still need to be alone?" ”

Sun Quan was silent for a moment.

Wang Yan smiled in his heart.

Sure enough, the knowledge of listening to buddies complaining about girlfriends in my last life was not in vain.

"You know it in your own heart" is a big killer!

Wang Yan asked again at this moment, "Sun Zhongmou, are you guilty?" ”

"Guilt and guilt! The villain is guilty! Sun Quan hurriedly lay down, "The grass people dare to ask the prince, what prison will the grass people go to after they die?" ”

Wang Yanxin said, if you dare to love, you yourself feel that you should go to hell.

"It's simple, you're going to go to hell and be sentenced to 10 years, and then you're going to be executed by your relatives and friends."

Sun Quan's face turned pale, and then he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's only been ten years...... Although it is extremely painful, there will always be a head.

However, Wang Yan is not finished yet.

"Then go to the Scissors Hell and be sentenced to a hundred years, and then go to the Iron Tree Hell for a thousand years, and then the Mirror Hell for 10,000 years, and then as usual, until all your eighteen layers of hell are over, you can be reincarnated as a dog in the next life."

Sun Quan rolled his eyes and fainted.