"Hey, the world is going down!"

Zhang Jirou was also sighing, and she also felt sad about people's hearts now. ?? ??? ．?ｒ?ａ ｎ?ｅｎ`ｏｒｇ

"Forget it, let's go. ”

Xia Min lost his mood for a moment, and pulled Zhang Jirou towards the teleportation array.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Jirou obediently let Xia Min pull it, and there was also some sadness.

On the ninth floor, under the oil pan.

Stealing people, robbing thieves, bullying the weak, abducting women and children, falsely accusing and slandering others, eating animal meat, seeking to occupy other people's property, and those who have wives, after death, are thrown into an oil pan and hell, stripped naked and thrown into a hot oil pan and fried in a hot oil pan, pop, snap! According to the severity of the circumstances, they are sentenced to be blown up many times...... Sometimes people who have sinned deeply have just come out of the iceberg hell and are escorted by the little ghost to the oil pot hell to warm up......

"This oil pot is so big. ”

Zhang Jirou let out a sigh, all the places that his eyes could see were all oil, and as for where the border was, he couldn't see it at all.

"It's okay, it's only a billion square meters. ”

Xia Min said lightly, looking at the sinners who were screaming silently.

The throats of those sinners were already hoarse.

"The skewers are a little fragrant. ”

Zhang Jirou shrugged her nose, then ran to the side and vomited.

"Let you talk as you please. Haha......"

Xia Min looked at Zhang Jirou with a sneer, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

No matter how the sinners in the oil pot pleaded, the imps floating in the air still stirred them mercilessly with a spatula.

"I don't know if those people will be scared to death when they see this video. ”

Xia Min thought evilly, dragging Zhang Jirou to the next floor.

The tenth layer, the Bull Pit Hell.

It's a hell of redress for livestock. Those who are alive are free to abuse livestock and base your happiness on their suffering. So good, go to the hell of the bull pit after death. Thrown into the pit, countless oxen attacked, the horns were topped, the hooves were trampled, and the body of the ox was on fire, and it burned to ashes when touched.

"The animal world. ”

Zhang Jirou was surprised and looked at the scene in hell blankly.

Tigers, Leopards, Cattle, Sheep, Pigs, Dogs, Cats, Chickens......

All the animals on the planet, all of them are here.

On Earth, these livestock are the objects of bullying.

At this point, the humans who once bullied them have become weak.

Bitten by a tiger, torn by a leopard, trampled by a cow, topped by a sheep, arched by a pig, gnawed by a dog, scratched by a cat, pecked by a chicken......

Those sinners, as if they had been picked off by the imps, had no movement, and could only withstand the attacks of the livestock.

Just because they can't move doesn't mean they don't feel pain.

Just look at their faces, and they have an expression that life is worse than death.

"Haha, this is really karma. ”

Zhang Jirou clapped her hands and applauded, which made Xia Min a little surprised.

Looking at Xia Min's gaze, Zhang Jirou whispered: "I once raised a litter of rabbits, but one day when I got up, I found that they were all bones!"

Zhang Jirou said with a slight cry, tears already condensed in her eyes.

"Well, I know, I used to have one too, and then, hey, ......"

Xia Min sighed deeply and dragged Zhang Jirou to the next floor.

The eleventh layer, Stone Pressed Hell.

If a living person gives birth to a baby, for whatever reason, such as the baby is born stupid or disabled, or because of the preference for sons, the baby is drowned and abandoned. Such a person dies and is sent to a stone-crushed hell. It is a large square stone pond (trough), on which a boulder of the same size is hung with a rope, and a person is put into the pool, and the rope is cut with an axe......

Looking at the souls that were smashed into pieces of flesh by the boulder, Zhang Jirou's face was full of unbearable expressions.

"Silly girl, don't be overflowing with sympathy, you have to think about the babies who have been brutally killed by these people. ”

Xia Min looked at the sinner's soul, and there was a sense of relief, and he didn't know what he had experienced.

"Hey...... I didn't follow if I knew it. ”

Zhang Jirou muttered slightly, and was dragged out of this layer of hell by Xia Min.

The twelfth layer, the Shojiu Hell.

This prison is quite unusual, that is, when you are alive, if you waste food and trample on grains, for example, you will throw away leftover banquets, or throw away things you don't like to eat in two bites. After death, he will be beaten into the hell of the mortar and put into the mortar to kill. The strange thing is that if you scold people when you eat, especially swearing, obscenities, swearing on the street, scolding, scolding, and strangling people, you will also be sent to hell to suffer.

"Isn't this rule too outdated?"

Zhang Jirou looked at the introduction on the stone tablet and asked uncertainly.

If by this standard, all people in the world will be sent to this hell.

"Don't think about it, it's not that simple. ”

Xia Min hugged Zhang Jirou and looked at the criminalized sinners in hell: "The standards of hell are different from the standards of the world, so as long as you don't do anything wrong, then you don't have anything to fear." ”

"Hmm!"

Zhang Jirou couldn't bear to close his eyes, there are many children in hell.

These children, like adults, were run over by the imps with torture instruments.

Everywhere he went, nothing but a pile of broken blood was left behind.

The thirteenth layer, the blood pool hell.

Anyone who does not respect others, does not honor his parents, is not upright, and is crooked, will be thrown into the hell of blood after death, and will be thrown into the pool of blood to suffer.

"Filial piety comes first, you must remember. ”

Xia Min said to Zhang Jirou, his face was extremely solemn.

"I understand. ”

Zhang Jirou lay on Xia Min's shoulder: "Let's go back and have a meal together as a family." ”

"Huh......! Let's ......"

Xia Min's cold sweat came down a little, if he ate with Zhang Jirou's family.

So, are the other women also going to be together?

Thinking of it later, Xia Min's whole body began to tremble.

"Okay, when we get back, we'll all get together, even a few of them. ”

Xia Min finished his words with difficulty, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good!"

Zhang Jirou smiled and took a bite on Xia Min's face.

The fourteenth layer, hell in vain.

You must know that it is not easy to come to this world as a human body, and it is the opportunity that Lord Yama gave you. If you don't cherish it, go to commit suicide, such as cutting the veins to death, taking poison, hanging to death, etc., to anger the Lord of Yama, and after death, you will be put in prison for death. Don't think about being a human again.

"I kind of know why hell won't be enough. ”

Looking at the overcrowded hell, Zhang Jirou muttered.

Even though Hell is so vast that it is so vast that it is difficult for those sinful souls to turn around.

The fifteenth layer, the hell of punishment.

Those who dig graves will be sent to hell after death, and will be punished with 磔 (zhé pronounced the same as "Zhe"), that is, Ling Chi.

"Those who write about tomb robbers, will there be trouble?"

Zhang Jirou suddenly remembered a certain writer who was very popular.

"What do you say?"

Xia Min asked directly, and left directly after recording.

For the remaining layers of hell, he was suddenly in no mood to look at it. (To be continued.) )