An Qingyu frowned and looked in the direction they came.

A faint rustling sound came from behind the deep, dull cracks in the ground, as if something was slowly approaching here.

Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed, and he reached out to put his hand on An Qingyu's shoulder, and at the same time, with his other hand, he pulled out the [Chopping White] on his waist by half an inch, and with a slight flicker, the figures of the two instantly escaped into the void.

In the void world where black and white are intertwined, Lin Qiye pulled An Qingyu into the inner side of the mountain rock wall, and the two held their breath and stared at the dim road behind them without saying a word.

Babbling –

A moment later, a swarthy figure staggered closer.

By the faint red light, they could see that it was a scrawny man, his bare body, his ribs clearly protruding on the outside of his pale skin, like a skinned skeleton, and his lower body was wearing a pair of tattered black trousers, and he was crawling slowly on all fours like a dog.

His eyes were hollow, and he didn't seem to have any consciousness of his own, crawling on his hands and feet, his chapped mouth open, as if muttering something.

In the void, An Qingyu gave Lin Qiye a look, lowered his voice and asked:

"A grudge?"

Lin Qiye nodded slightly.

Hell is a place used to torture the souls of some human beings who have committed sins in life, and when Hell still exists, countless human resentful souls are imprisoned here, and now that Hell is empty, the demons are no more, and there should be many resentful souls alive after the God War, wandering between hell.

The scrawny man in front of him had no actual body, just a soul that had been wandering in hell for an unknown amount of time.

At this moment, the empty gaze of the approaching man suddenly focused on a certain part of the rock wall of the mountain, and his skinny dog-like body shook, and then jumped up like crazy, and ran in that direction.

The direction he was moving in happened to be near Lin Qiye and the others who had escaped into the void, seeing that this resentful soul rushed over like crazy, Lin Qiye subconsciously clenched the [Chopping White] in his hand, and his eyes burst out with murderous intent!

But before Lin Qiye could leave the void and deal a fatal blow to the resentful soul, the man slammed into the ground, holding a stone the size of a pigeon's egg in the corner of the rock wall with both hands, his face full of excitement and madness.

It wasn't until this moment, at such a close distance, that Lin Qiye could hear the words from his mouth clearly:

"Gold...... It's gold! A lot of gold...... What a lot of gold! ”

At this moment, the man turned his head and opened his mouth, holding the huge stone in both hands, and frantically stuffed it into his mouth.

The stone was so big that it completely stretched his chapped mouth open, and the blood flowed down the corners of his mouth and dripped down his jagged upper body, and the sharp edge of the stone cut his lips, tearing the flesh open one shocking wound after another, but even so, the man still frantically stuffed it into his mouth as if he didn't know the pain.

Witnessing such a strange and bloody scene, An Qingyu and Lin Qiye in the void frowned at the same time, and a chill felt in their hearts.

After the man successfully stuffed the stone into his mouth, he desperately leaned back on his neck, as if he wanted to swallow it in his stomach, but the stone was stuck in his throat, and his hideous face finally showed a look of pain.

He knelt on the spot like a dog, his ten fingers frantically scratching blood marks on the surface of his neck, and he struggled for a long time, and finally fell to the ground, motionless as if he was dead.

Just when An Qingyu thought that everything was over and was about to say something, Lin Qiye gave him a look and shook his head.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

Suddenly, the "corpse" of the man on the ground stiffened up, still on all fours, looking around with empty eyes, whether it was the blood at the corner of the mouth or the stone choked in the throat, it had disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Gold...... Where is the gold...... I want a lot of gold......"

While muttering to himself, he dragged his thin body, moving forward little by little along the crack in the mountain, and gradually disappeared from the field of vision of Lin Qiye and the others.

When he walked away completely, a void ripple rippled, Lin Qiye and An Qingyu walked out one after another, looking at the back of the man leaving and fell into deep thought.

"This resentful soul of hell is really terrifying...... An Qingyu recalled the scene just now, and couldn't help but speak.

"It was supposed to be the torture that his soul was tormented by the demons of hell when his soul was dragged into hell." Lin Qiye said thoughtfully,

"He treats stones as gold, driven by greed to search frantically, but ignores the relatively small 'gold' and always focuses on the oversized 'gold', so he will always be tortured to death because his greed exceeds the limit of what he can bear...... After death, he will be resurrected and begin the next round of searching, eternally drowning in pain.

His original sin in life should be greed. ”

"So his soul has been choked to death by stones again and again for countless years?" An Qingyu shook his head, "It's really a vicious method." ”

"Now is not the time to deal with these ghosts." Lin Qiye glanced at the depths of hell and frowned, "Although I don't know why the exploration ship sailed into the deepest part of hell, Brother Tu fell into it alone, and he was injured, and Jiang Er also lost contact...... The longer the time drags on, the more critical the situation becomes. ”

An Qingyu nodded solemnly, and the two of them quickly rushed forward along the cracks in the mountain.

……

Hell, the deepest part.

Towering black peaks stretched under the crimson sky, and in the corner of one of the peaks, a bloodied figure was leaning against the wall, staggering into a hidden cave.

Shen Qingzhu waved his hand to disperse the air barrier used to block the ashes around his body, leaned over to the edge of the cave gap, and looked at the dense demon figure that was constantly hovering above the mountain peak, and his face became more and more difficult to see.

He propped up this air barrier, partly because the flying ashes were too dense to block his view of escape.

On the other hand, after he first touched the ashes, he felt some itching in his palms, which made him suspect that the ashes contained toxins.

Shen Qingzhu covered the wound on his waist and abdomen, and sat down with his back against the mountain wall, his face extremely pale.

"What the hell is ......," Shen Qingzhu scolded in a low voice.

He took out a cigarette from his bosom, held it in his mouth and was about to light it, looked at the demons flying outside, sighed helplessly, and put the cigarette back away.

The palm of his hand covering the wound on his waist and abdomen loosened slightly, and gurgling blood gushed out, and a hideous wound almost ran through his entire waist, like the marks of some kind of giant beast after being bitten, and under the severe pain, the corners of Shen Qingzhu's mouth were slightly pulled.

At his current level of bleeding, I'm afraid it won't be long before he dies of excessive blood loss.