Yama Luo Chair suddenly said, "That's right, your master is staying in the eighteenth layer of hell in this netherworld!"

When Mo Yufei heard this, it was like a wave waking up, and the blood in his whole body was churning like a rushing tide. His eyes widened and he stared blankly at the Yama chair, his eyes filled with astonishment and suspicion.

I didn't expect that my inadvertent words would come true.

Yan Luo Yi also glared at Mo Yufei, and said with a grin, "Why, you don't believe my words?"

Mo Yufei shook his head and said, "How is it possible? I just said casually, could it be that my master ancestor is really in the eighteenth layer of hell in the netherworld?"

Yan Luo Yi smiled and said, "Then I still need to lie to you, what good is it for me to lie to you! Your master is indeed in the eighteenth layer of hell, and he is enjoying pure happiness in it at the moment!"

When Mo Yufei heard this, he suddenly laughed out loud.

Yama Luo was coquettish, and asked puzzledly, "What, what I said is ridiculous?"

Mo Yufei also grinned, and laughed: "Not only ridiculous, but also ridiculous, simply ridiculous!"

Yama Luo snorted and seemed to be quite unhappy and said, "Young man, tell me about it, what I said is ridiculous, why is it so ridiculous?"

Mo Yufei's expression changed suddenly, and he suddenly said: "Yama Chair Immortal, just now you said that my master ancestor stayed in the eighteenth layer of hell, I am beyond reproach. But later you actually said that my ancestor enjoyed pure happiness in those eighteen layers of hell. Hehe! What is the eighteen layers of hell, it is clearly the place where the sinful body of the world will go to hell to receive punishment and punishment after death. You can't even deceive a three-year-old child with this sentence, and you want to coax your family's Youdu Dashao, it's really a deception to the point of the gun!"

Yan Luo chair sneered: "Since you don't believe it, we might as well make a bet, bet on whether what I said is true or false, I don't know if you dare to go to the eighteenth layer of hell to see?"

Mo Yufei said, "Okay." If I win, you have to take me back to the secluded capital of the world, which is my hometown. ”

Yama said, "However, if I win and you lose the bet, you will have to stay honestly in this netherworld, and at the same time, be my servant and obey my command at any time." ”

Mo Yufei frowned, and then said: "Very good, but I have to add one more, that is, if I win, I also ask you to be my servant and obey my call and dispatch at any time for the rest of your life!"

After hearing this, Yama Luo couldn't help but shake from side to side for a long time, and shouted: "Young man, you have such a big breath, do you think you will really win? To tell you the truth, you will lose this time! I am afraid that before you have reached the place of the eighteenth layer of hell, you will already be buried in the checkpoints set up along the road." ”

Mo Yufei said indifferently: "I'm afraid that it may not be, let's ride a donkey and read the record book, and we'll see!"

In this way, Mo Yufei and Yan Luo Chair, you went back and forth like swords, arguing for a long time. Eventually, everyone's mouth was dry and their spit was flying. No one, can no longer say.

Since no one can convince anyone, it is natural to take action.

The effect can only be seen after the action. After all, practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

Mo Yufei carried the Yama chair and stepped on the "Ghost Shadow Trail Step", breaking through the gate of the Netherworld Hidden Capital City. Like a phantom, it rushed towards the city.

The memories in Mo Yufei's mind, like a Pandora's box, passed and turned rapidly. From childhood to adulthood, the legends about the eighteen layers of hell in the underworld were mainly known from the mouths of my father and senior brother Gu Wannian.

Mo Yufei vaguely remembered that the most classic version of the eighteen layers of hell came from a statement in "Journey to the West".

At this time, Mo Yufei still clearly remembered that the eighteen layers of hell in "Journey to the West" refer to: Hanging Tendon Hell, Foolish Hell, Fire Pit Hell, Xudu Hell, Tongue Pulling Hell, Skinning Hell, Cliff Hell, Pounding Hell, Car Crash Hell, Cold Ice Hell, Husking Hell, Intestine Pumping Hell, Oil Pot Hell, Dark Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Blood Pool Hell, Ah Nose Hell, and Weighing Pole Hell.

Mo Yufei was especially impressed by the eighteen layers of hell in "Journey to the West", and he still remembered it vividly.

In fact, even in the secluded capital faction of the world, Mo Yufei often goes to the eighteen-layer hell to visit and play, after all, it is his own home, and besides, the eighteen-layer hell at home is completely designed and built according to the eighteen layers of hell in the "Journey to the West" version. Therefore, Mo Yufei naturally can't forget this version, and he keeps it in mind.

However, Mo Yu Feijue didn't believe it, what Yan Luo Chair said, his master ancestor actually enjoyed pure happiness in the eighteenth layer of hell. This is simply nonsense. If anyone wants to live a happy life in the eighteen layers of hell, they don't even believe in ghosts. Unless, that man is a fool. However, his master ancestor is by no means a fool, of course, Mo Yufei feels that the master ancestor is even more unlikely to be a big villain, a person who will go to the eighteenth layer of hell to suffer and be punished after death.

Although his father rarely talked about the personality of his ancestor in front of him, in Mo Yufei's heart, his ancestor should be a very majestic and tall image and character. Especially a great and noble person like Shizu will never suffer in the eighteen layers of hell, and he should enjoy pure blessings in heaven. Moreover, Mo Yufei is bold by nature, and he is not interested in ghosts at all. Not only is it not cold, but there is also a feeling that some things are clustered together. Because he himself is known as the ghost of the hidden capital, he was born in the world of the hidden capital faction. Therefore, Mo Yu Feijue was very confident, he felt that he could overcome all the obstacles along the way, overcome the many levels of this netherworld and secluded capital, and break into the eighteen layers of hell all the way to meet his master. He wanted to take a good look at whether his master was enjoying pure happiness in the eighteenth layer of hell, as Yama Luo said......

Mo Yufei was happy in his heart, he held the back of the Yama chair tightly, he felt that the gamble between him and the Yama chair was already 100% winning.

Therefore, he stepped up the wonderful pace of "ghost shadow and god trail step", and carried out a step-by-step breakthrough activity in the hidden capital city. The first level of entering the secluded capital of the netherworld is naturally the same as the secluded capital city of his own home in the yang world, which is generally the same as the "ghost gate".