Hua Qiangu has seen a lot of ghosts, but no matter how bloody and terrifying, it is not as weird and scary as the scene in front of him.

Thousands of tongues hung densely from the sky, hanging from high in red threads, jagged and covered with corpses hanging from the top of their heads. And all kinds of tongues, some large, some small, some dark, some light, some dry and black, like withered flowers. And some of them still have bright red tongues, and the tip of their tongues is trembling slightly, as if they are not willing to be tied to the red thread, and they are desperately struggling to cut off the end, and there are even fresh blood dripping from it, as if they have just been pulled out of people's mouths.

Hua Qiangu was nauseated for a while, only to feel like there were millions of ants crawling all over his body.

hurriedly turned around and walked back, but slammed into a person, and was scared into another scream.

The three souls were gone, and the seven spirits looked at the people in front of them with wide eyes, and they didn't know if they were humans or ghosts. Dressed in wide black, like the wings of a bat, there are strange triangular patterns and dark patterns on it. He wears an extremely hideous and terrifying mask of a hungry ghost, bursting eyes, and a long tongue sticking out of it, full of nails.

"Amitabha, don't eat me, don't eat ......me, don't eat me," Hua Qiangu bowed again and again, and the old man who used to hear the storyteller in the village say that there is a layer of eighteen layers of hell called tongue pulling hell, where the little ghosts love to eat people's tongues.

Buddha's words: Likes to slander people, evil mouths, false words, gossip, or tribute and slander the scriptures, jealousy and jealousy, and arrogance into this hell.

In prison, the ghost guards will directly cut off people's tongues with red-hot iron hooks, or use iron tongs to pinch the tongue and pull it out forcefully, not all at once, but slowly lengthen and pull it down. Then he pierced people's throats with red-hot iron thorns, so that people could not beg for death, and they had to be able to speak, and the pain was so great that they were tens of millions of years old. Generally, people who are reincarnated as human beings also suffer from hoarseness and cannot speak.

Woo woo woo didn't you fall into the hell of tongue pulling?

"What am I eating you for?"

But suddenly I heard a sharp and slow voice, so weird that it didn't look like a human voice at all, and Hua Qiangu fell goosebumps all over the ground.

But I saw that the devil-looking guy lowered his head and slowly approached Hua Qiangu's neck, then took a deep breath, and a gurgling admiration came out of his throat, as if he smelled something delicious.

"I'm not good to eat! I'm dirty and smelly, don't eat me! I haven't taken a shower in days since I've been on the road!!"

Hua Qiangu turned sideways and wanted to slip away, but the road was blocked by the man.

"You actually broke into this place, and you saw the biggest secret of the Immortal Pavilion, do you still want to leave like this?"

Hua Qiangu wanted to cry without tears, who wants to see so many disgusting tongues! He took two steps back, took advantage of the faint light on the wall, lowered his head and looked at the shadows on the ground of the person opposite, fortunately, it was not a ghost, it was not a ghost.

"I didn't mean it, I promise I won't say it, I'm very forgetful, as soon as I go out, I'll forget everything about today's life!

"Oh, I believe you, but why should I believe you? What is the price for you to believe you?"

"I swear, I swear, if I disobey, I will not die!"

The person in front of her suddenly drew a knife and handed it to her.

"Ahh

"Leave a drop of your blood. ”

"Huh?

"Leave a drop of your blood. ”

"As long as a drop of blood, that's easy to do. Hua Qiangu gritted his teeth and worked hard, and finally made a cut on his index finger and squeezed out a drop of blood. It dripped on a shiny thing that the man handed him.

"Now I can go, right?" It was terrifying, there was such a terrifying person in front of him under the eyes of so many tongues.

"Didn't you come to me to ask questions, didn't you even ask questions, and you were in such a hurry to leave?"

Hua Qiangu was stunned: "You are the Immortal King?"

"Yes. The voice dragged on for a long time, and it seemed yin and yang. No matter how much Hua Qiangu thought about it, he didn't expect the legendary Immortal Lord to be like this. But I'm not as scared as I was just now.

"Do you like to eat turnips?" asked suddenly, curiously.

The person on the other side coughed twice, and Hua Qiangu felt that he was smiling under the mask.

"Is that what you're going to ask me about?"

"Oh, no, there's nothing more important than that. I want to ask you, I want to go to Maoshan to learn art, but I can't go up, is there any way?"

The Immortal Lord pondered for a moment.

"Answer: Do I have to pay any price, do I still need blood? I have a lot!" Hua Qiangu rolled up his sleeves with dedication.

"It's too simple to pay for your blood. You just need to tell me your birth date and name, in short, the more detailed the better. ”

Hua Qiangu's puzzled frown was it to check the household registration? Tell him that it shouldn't matter, right? He won't use witchcraft to lower his head, right? But he can only say it honestly.

The Immortal King nodded, and handed her a translucent dewdrop-like pendant, Hua Qiangu took it to his eyes, and looked at it carefully, clear and thorough, shining like tears, and there was a trace of red blood halo inside, like a petal condensed in it. Is it the drop of blood you just shed?

"This ......?"

"This is called the condensation of the tears of the phoenix in the sky. If you wear it on your body, you will be able to go up to Maoshan Mountain. ”

"Oh, really, it's so easy! Great! Thank you!"

"No need to say thank you, it's as it should be. There is nothing in this world that does not need to be paid, and those turnips are the price for you to see me. And what you want to know from me, whether it's the truth or the news, the size of the price is determined by its value. You've already been paid, and I'll give you an answer, but it's still fair?"

"Eun, I can do whatever I want to know? Can you help me see if I can see how old I can live if I can worship the teacher?"

"I'm not a fortune teller, and the future is in your own hands, and I'm not omnipotent as rumored in the rivers and lakes. I can know almost everything in the past dynasties and generations, as well as countless truths buried by the dust of the years, but I can never grasp the hearts of the people. ”

"Oh...... But how do you know so much about it?"

"Do you see this tongue hanging from the attic?" the Immortal Monarch raised his hand, lowered his head, and did not dare to look up.

"My hobby is collecting people's tongues. ”

Hua Qiangu's face was pale.

"The tongues here are collected by my ancestors hundreds of years ago, and I have only recently collected them. These tongues have a man's tongue, a woman's tongue, an old man's tongue, a child's tongue, an emperor's tongue, and a beggar's tongue...... Which one do you prefer?"

Hua Qiangu pursed her lips tightly and shook her head vigorously.

"Do you know? There are thousands of living beings in this world, whether they fly in the sky or run on the ground, and there is not one who does not have a tongue. But the most important reason why the tongue exists is not because of taste, but because of words. ”

"Words?"

"Do you want to know what the truth is? The tongue will tell you. And the more tongues you collect, the more information you will know. The reason why the Immortal Pavilion has become the oldest and most mysterious Q&A database in the world is also an intelligence network is because we have the most tongues in the world. ”

"Can the tongue speak?" Hua Qiangu's teeth chattered.

"Of course it will, the tongue can sing, come here, and I'll let this tongue sing to you." ”

Hua Qiangu saw that the tongue squirmed twice, and she was so frightened that she retreated.

"No, no, no!"

"Each of these tongues is very obedient, and they sometimes need to be watered, and sometimes they need to open the ceiling to let them bask in the sun. The Immortal King looked up at the tongue in a doting tone, as if he were talking about his own child.

Hua Qiangu swallowed.

"Do they know, you ask?"

"If it's something they've seen or experienced before they've lived, of course they know. If the tongue doesn't know, sometimes they will discuss it together and come up with the best solution. ”

Hua Qiangu can't imagine that tens of thousands of tongues get together for a meeting, it's really creepy.

"Where do you find so many tongues?"

"Some are cut from the dead, some are the price that the person who came to the Immortal Pavilion to ask questions promised to pay, and when that person is about to die, the immortal man of the Immortal Pavilion will appear in front of him, and before he can breathe, he will take his tongue away. ”

"Doesn't that hurt? Why don't you wait until he's dead to get it?"

"The tongue of this dead man is not the same as the tongue of a living man. If a dead man's tongue is cut out, you can only ask him one question, and he can only answer it once, and then it withers. And the tongue of a living person, as long as you water it well, it can answer many questions. Of course, a question will only be said once, and it will not really die until it has said all it knows. You see, the fresher the hanging on it, the lighter the color that has just been plucked, and the lifeless ones that have been used so many times that they are about to wither. ”

"Mrs......" Hua Qiangu didn't know whether to say it was too terrible or too incredible.

"Do you know why everyone in the world is afraid of the Immortal Pavilion?"

"Why?"

"It's for fear that the Immortal Pavilion will cut off the tongues of the people around them or the dead and know their secrets. Therefore, whether it is the palace or the various sects, many times, in order not to be known by the Immortal Pavilion, some of their ugly things or ** often quietly cut off the tongue of the deceased before the burial, or drive nails into the tongue of the deceased, so that the tongue can not be informed!"

"But you can take a man alive and cut off his tongue and know that he has other secrets!"

"It's not like you just want to know, for the tongue of the living it has its own will, and it is not as easy to control as the dead. Therefore, it is necessary to make a contract and promise to sacrifice your tongue to the Immortal Pavilion before you die. ”

"It's scary...... Fortunately...... "Otherwise, the Immortal Pavilion would be too terrifying." and not pluck out the tongue of all men of the world.

"Stick your tongue out. The Immortal Monarch suddenly said softly, but that kind of voice made people sweat coldly.

"What are you doing?" Hua Qiangu quickly stuck out her tongue, and then covered her mouth for fear of being cut off.

"The color is very good, oh, do you want to make a contract with the Immortal Pavilion, you want to know anything, I can satisfy you!"

"Don't!" Hua Qiangu refused.

"Maybe one day you'll come to me. ”

"I won't! Who will let people cut out their tongues! Everyone will have secrets and should have secrets. You're not a god, you shouldn't be omniscient, and you're constantly leaking heavenly secrets. ”

"Haha, kid, you're so cute, but your tongue is even cuter. ”

Hua Qiangu covered his mouth to prevent him from seeing.

"Still. Immortal Jun suddenly leaned down and looked at her, who was only more than half his height, and laughed eerily, leaned into her ear and whispered, "As long as I touch the tongue and a stick of incense, no matter what I say, it will be controlled by me!"

Hua Qiangu took two steps back with goosebumps all over his body: "Why should I let you touch my tongue? Can I leave now? I am still rushing to Maoshan to apprentice!"

"Of course, you are welcome to come next time!" said the Immortal Monarch in a strange manner, making a gesture to her.

Hua Qiangu didn't dare to look back at the tongues flying everywhere, ran two steps, and ran back with a red face.

"Excuse me, where am I going?"

"No matter what forks in the road, keep to the left and you can get out. ”

"Oh, thank you. ”

"Okay, thank you, just barely the price of asking me for directions. ”

Hua Qiangu was speechless, what a calculating person.

The Immortal King stood in front of the railing and watched the little child disappear as it faded away. I took out a radish in my arms, and I chewed it and ate it, and it was really sweet!

The hand holding the radish is white and slender, warm as jade.