At the moment of rushing into the enchantment, a surging pressure instantly pressed on Luo Chen's body like a mountain of seas, but fortunately, he still managed to resist the past, Luo Chen secretly sighed horror and came to the other side at the same time, but the scene in front of him was very unfamiliar, this is not hell. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the architectural style in the distance, Luo Chen's pupils shrank, this is still the underworld.

Hell hell, eighteen layers of hell?

Luo Chen reacted at this time, it turned out that he was misled, who said that hell must be from Hades, and the eighteenth layer of hell also has the word hell.

Just a prefix, it's very different.

The eighteen layers of hell, or the eighteen hells, the eighteen hells, and the eighteen mud plows are the names of the hells, and the king of Yama is the head of the hells, and the eighteen judges under him are in charge of the eighteen layers of hells.

Hell is a place to punish ghosts after the death of those who do evil in the world, and the degree is absolutely 'cruel and inhumane', and the punishment time is also an astronomical number, but this is only a folk saying, such as the eighteen layers of hell recorded in the "Eighteen Mud Plough Sutra", which is arranged by the length of time and the severity of the punishment, each hell is twenty times more bitter than the previous hell, and the life span is doubled, and the eighteen layers of hell listed are all Sanskrit transliterations, namely: light dwelling, dwelling in the void, mulberry dwelling, building, house pawn, grass wubeici, The "layers" of the eighteen layers of hell do not refer to the upper and lower spaces, but are different in time and criminal law, especially in time. The first prison is 3,750 years on earth, 30 days is one month, and December is one year, and the criminals must serve 10,000 years in this prison (i.e., 13.5 billion years on earth), and the second prison is 7,500 years on earth, and the criminals must serve 20,000 years in this prison (i.e., 54 billion years on earth), and the sentences in each subsequent prison are increased by two times based on the sentence of the previous prison.

But there is an obvious loophole in this statement, the first hell is based on the human world for 3750 years, how many years has human civilization appeared on the earth, according to the book, this first batch has not yet come out.

Luo Chen waited for Su Muqing and Lin Xiyan while watching, but he didn't wait for a long time.

"Why haven't you come yet, it can't be because of the flow of time here. Luo Chen suddenly had a bad premonition, if this is really 3750 years a day, then if he calculates carefully, won't he have to wait for more than ten years?

It only takes a few seconds to cross an enchantment, but when it comes here, it has become more than ten years, Luo Chen suddenly burst into tears, thinking about whether to try to go back and find another way, but when he turned around, he found that there was a rock wall behind him, and there was no trace of the enchantment at all.

Grunt.

"What sound?"

Luo Chen was on a relatively wide platform on a rock wall at this time, lying on the ground and looking down, his pupils shrank.

I just looked at the front and didn't look below, and there was a big oil pot below.

Luo Chen's heart was like a million grass and mud horses running by.

This is actually the ninth layer of oil pot hell.

And the people who suffer in this hell are also very strange, ************, thieves rob, bully the weak, abduct women and children, falsely accuse and slander others, eat animal meat, seek to occupy other people's property, and the people of the wife's room are thrown into the oil pan hell after death, stripped naked and thrown into the hot oil pan and fried, pop, snap! According to the severity of the circumstances, the sentence is to blow 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......

If you want to say that the first five are okay, eat animal meat? Do you want to throw all the people in this world into the oil pan and fry them?

This is just the rules of the oil pot hell, and there are seventeen layers, and I am afraid that the sum of these various things can really punish the whole world.

Luo Chen complained silently for a while, and saw that there were four little ghosts holding a small oil pot, the oil in this oil pot was different from the oil in the big pot, the oil in the big pot was turbid yellow, but the oil in this pot was cyan.

"Say, 'Who is this pot of oil poured today?'" asked a little imp to his companion.

"The director isn't here today, so if not, we'll hide. The other imp said with a sad face.

"Also, the oil in this pot is the oil produced by the fruit of the Iron Tree in the Iron Tree Hell, absorbing the essence of ten thousand years, so it is too wasteful to pour it on those bastards. "A little imp gritted his teeth, not because of the prisoners in hell, but because of the pot of oil.

Luo Chen listened to their conversation and was also very curious, this cyan oil could smell a strange fragrance even at his height, this would definitely be the best if it was used to cook!

"Hey, down there, can you give me a little bit of that oil. Luo Chen shouted.

The four imps raised their heads and were shocked: "Human?"

Luo Chen shook his fingers, jumped down, and sniffed in front of the oil pot: "Well, that's the smell." ”

Click!

Luo Chen lowered his head and found that his hands and feet were actually locked in an instant.

"Trespassers on hell, die!" the four imps said and wanted to pull Luo Chen into the big oil pot, Luo Chen smiled slightly, and his left foot suddenly stepped on the ground, and a majestic wave of qi burst out, lifting the four little ghosts into the oil pot.

"Ah!: The four little ghosts screamed in the oil pot, but after all, they were also a little cultivated, and they even climbed up, just in time to see Luo Chen put the oil pot on the ground, and sat down himself, and suddenly a paper bag appeared in his hand, and after opening it, it was a piece of meat that just looked like it knew was not ordinary.

Luo Chen slowly cut the meat into slices and threw it into the oil pot, and suddenly an unusually strong smell of meat wafted in the air, and the four little ghosts swallowed their saliva, and watched Luo Chen pick up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly.

But they only dared to look at it, and Luo Chen's previous strength made them think of someone, who was Sun Wukong.

When Luo Chen had almost eaten, and there were only a few pieces of meat left in the pot, Luo Chen burped, touched his stomach with satisfaction, and looked at the four little ghosts: "Do you want to eat?"

The four little ghosts nodded hurriedly, and Luo Chen smiled slightly: "You tell me something, I will not only give you these to eat, but also give you a large piece of meat." ”

The eyes of the four imps lit up, and one of them took a step forward and said, "I don't know what the master wants to know." ”

Luo Chen knocked on the edge of the pot with chopsticks: "Did a group of Chen family members come two years ago?"

The little ghost thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, there were many people who scared us at the beginning, and we thought that there was another natural disaster in the mortal world." ”

"And where are they now?"

"Returning to the masters, they are in the iceberg hell on the upper level. The little ghost said truthfully, they don't care why Luo Chen asked this question, anyway, when someone comes to ask, just say that they can't beat it.

Luo Chen's eyes widened: "Iceberg Hell? What about your rules, how can you sentence indiscriminately." ”

The little ghost shrugged his shoulders disdainfully: "If there are any rules now, they will be gone for a long time, and wherever there is free space, people will be stuffed." ”

"Well, thank you, it's the reward. Luo Chen casually threw them a paper bag, and then couldn't wait to leave, taking the pot of oil with him by the way.

The little ghost happily took the meat, and suddenly found that the oil pot was taken away, and immediately burst into tears, what should we do if you take the oil pot away.

Just as they were complaining, Luo Chen suddenly came back, and these little ghosts were startled and quickly closed their mouths, lest Luo Chen heard their conversation just now.

"Well, is there an elevator here?" asked Luo Chen.

"Yes, but you need to swipe your card. The little ghost stared at Luo Chen's hand and looked around for the oil pot, but the oil pot had already been thrown into the storage ring by Luo Chen.

"Help me get the card, and then take me there, how about a piece of meat. Luo Chen held out a finger.

A look of embarrassment appeared on the little ghost's face, and after hesitating for a moment: "Two pieces!"

"Deal!"

The four imps discussed it for a while, and then left one, it should be to get a card, Luo Chen waited in place, chatting with the remaining three imps (inquiring about information) while also paying attention to the pavilions in the distance.

"What is that place?" asked Luo Chen.

The little ghost looked at the other side: "Oh, it's a residential area, and it's full of rich and powerful people, if I can go there and hang out, it won't be in vain for my life." ”

"Residential area?" Luo Chen raised his head, his consciousness spreading, but he was bounced back as soon as he touched it.

"The card is here!" The little ghost's efficiency is fast, and after a while, he ran back with a card and handed it to Luo Chen: "I'll take you there." ”

"I'm sorry for you. Luo Chen smiled slightly: "I'll pay you when you get to the place, no problem." ”

"No problem, it's our honor to serve the masters. "How dare the little ghost say no, if Luo Chen is unhappy and takes the cards and throws them into the oil pot, it is really bitter and can only be swallowed in the stomach. (To be continued.) )