After nearly half an hour, Xia Min said to the seventh girl: "Okay, no, you can't forget the purpose of coming here." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"For what purpose?"

Chen Lingling asked, her eyes staring at Xia Min, not daring to move her gaze at all.

"Take a video and upload it on the website so that the world can see the real situation of hell. ”

Xia Min said slowly, but his head was still hanging down and looking at the ground.

"Such a difficult task is entrusted to you, let's rest first. ”

Li Qingwan patted Xia Min on the shoulder and said, and then led the six girls to the side, with their backs to the scene of hell.

The seven girls were talking and laughing, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

"I knew it would be like this, it's just a cheat, no, a cheater. ”

Xia Min muttered silently, took out the miniature camera that had been prepared a long time ago from his pocket, lowered his head and adjusted it for a while, and then Xia Min slowly turned around with the camera, ready to record the situation in this layer of hell.

Xia Min first pointed the camera at the huge stone tablet on the side.

Above is an introduction to this layer of hell.

Tongue pulling hell.

Those who are alive sow discord, slander and harm others, flamboyant tongues, clever arguments, and lie and deceive others. After death, he was sent to the hell of pulling out his tongue, and the little ghost broke open the mouth of the person who came to him, clamped the tongue with iron tongs, and pulled it out raw, not at once, but elongated and dragged slowly...... Rear into scissors hell, iron tree hell.

Xia Min moved the camera, and each word stayed for about a second before holding the camera and heading towards hell.

Xia Min silently thought in his heart: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's not me anyway, it's not me anyway, I'll just take a look and don't speak......"

After chanting more than a dozen times, Xia Min slowly opened his eyes.

This is the intersection of the tongue-pulling hell, and it is still a kilometer away from hell.

Here, only a small corner of the tongue-pulling hell can be seen, but it is this small corner that has made everyone vomit for half an hour.

Originally, Xia Min planned to shoot a panoramic view of hell, but now, he plans to shoot just a rough one.

If it is put on the website, before those wicked people become good, they are scared to death first, then Xia Minke will lose a lot.

On the camera, hundreds of people appeared.

It can't be said to be a person, only a soul.

Hundreds of souls, tied to wooden frames.

In front of each soul, there is a little ghost holding a fire tong, moving on the body of the soul.

Xia Min adjusted the camera and looked at a woman's soul.

This woman has a bitter look, which fits all the world's descriptions of long-tongued women.

The female soul was strapped to a shelf, and her head was immobilized.

The little imp in front of him grinned and pried the woman's mouth open, holding her tongue in the fire tongs.

The tongs, which were burned red, immediately emitted a burst of moisture as soon as they clamped the tongue, and it looked as if it had been cooked.

The woman's face began to distort, but her tongue was clamped and she couldn't make a sound at all.

Xia Min had already placed a soundproof magic circle around himself and the Seven Women, and he didn't want to listen to the screams of these sinners.

The corners of the woman's eyes began to lower blood and tears, looking more miserable and miserable, however, the little ghost in front of her, as if he couldn't see it, was still carrying out his task.

The imp slowly pulls out the woman's tongue, pausing slightly for each centimeter it pulls out.

When the tongue was pulled out fifteen centimeters, Xia Min seemed to be able to see that the women's throats were all taken out.

Holding back his nausea, Xia Min continued to shoot, and kept muttering in his heart: "It's none of my business, it's none of my business, anyway, I haven't done anything bad, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of ......"

The woman's face has been completely deformed, and her entire throat has been pulled out by the imp.

This continued for five minutes, and as soon as the woman's eyes rolled, her head drooped, and she didn't know if she was faint or dead.

The imp grinned, withdrew the tongs, took out a token from his body, and shone it at the woman.

The token shows that the woman surnamed Zhao has three thousand years left in prison.

After seeing this information, the little ghost clicked on the token, only to see that from the token, a white light suddenly emitted.

The white light flew into the woman's forehead, and then, something magical happened.

I saw that the woman's throat, which had been completely destroyed, gradually retracted, and the tongue that had been burned out was also restored to its original state, and the face was restored to its original appearance.

The imp grinned silently, pried the woman's throat open again, clamped the tongue with fire tongs, and began a new round of criminal punishment.

"Vomit ......"

Xia Min couldn't help it, and quickly turned off the camera, lying on the ground retching, not daring to look at hell.

This time it was much faster, and after ten minutes, Xia Min recovered his spirits, and silently recited in his heart: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, anyway, I haven't done anything bad, I'm not afraid, I......'m not afraid, I'm not afraid."

After hypnotizing herself for a while, Xia Min walked towards the seventh girl: "You, okay, I'm going to the next floor." ”

"Ah......h

"Don't ......"

"Don't go ......"

"I'm going to ...... you"

"It's not good ......"

“......”

The seventh girl immediately shook her head with a pale face, and refused to go to the next floor with Xia Min for nothing.

"When you first came, you were very excited. ”

Xia Min silently despised it, turned around and walked towards the teleportation circle.

"Wait......"

Zhang Jirou stood up and walked towards Xia Min: "I'll go with you." ”

Xia Min immediately smiled, smiled very happily, pointed to the other six girls and said, "Look at Jirou, and then look at you, hum, it's really disappointing to me." Come and send tenderness and give a hug to your husband. ”

Xia Min said, and directly hugged Zhang Jirou in his arms, hugging him very hard, making Zhang Jirou a little out of breath.

"Let's go, I'll show you the big scene for my husband. ”

Xia Min laughed and kissed Zhang Jirou's face heavily before activating the teleportation circle.

Li Qingwan: "Is Jirou really not afraid?"

Lele: "I don't know, I saw that she was still trembling just now." ”

Li Qingwan: "Uh...... Got it. ”

Li Qingwan was suddenly a little ashamed, and was about to run towards the teleportation array, when her eyes just aimed at the corner of hell, and instantly sat back on the ground, next to Liu Xun.

This time, Xia Min learned wisely, and when he came to the second layer of hell, he immediately lowered his head and walked towards the stone tablet.

Scissors hell.

In the sun, if a woman's husband dies prematurely and she is widowed, if you instigate her to remarry or match her up, then you will be sent to a hell of scissors and ten of your fingers will be cut off!

But if the woman remarries voluntarily, and the person who marries her voluntarily, then it is all right.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Xia Min asked Zhang Jirou beside her, still very puzzled that she dared to follow. (To be continued.) )