Liu Ruyan hurriedly explained, "No, it wasn't me, I don't have a husband..."

"Still denying it? The people all saw it, and you still want to lie?"

Before he could finish speaking, he jumped into the water and swam towards Dingxiang.

Since he was drowned last time, Lin Shixuan secretly learned to swim. Although he wasn't very good at it, he could save himself.

When Dingxiang saw Lin Shixuan come to save her, she gave a pale, loving smile before she was finally submerged.

"Young master, please...please save me..."

"Dingxiang, don't worry, I will definitely save you, hold on tight to me."

After Lin Shixuan finished speaking, he pulled Dingxiang and swam towards the shore.

Lin Rui'an appeared on the opposite bank, carrying Lin Wanwan in his arms. His lips curled slightly, and an unprecedented light flashed in his deep brown eyes.

When Lin Chang'an saw Lin Shixuan in the water, he cried and said to the people around him.

"What should we do, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters?"

"This is my older brother, Lin Shixuan. Please, I beg you, save my brother!"

When everyone heard that it was Lin Shixuan, the future top scholar, they were immediately stunned, and then shouted.

"Young Master Lin, Lin Shixuan, come up quickly, it's dangerous down there."

"Today is the Ghost Festival, so you shouldn't go into the water."

"Lin Shixuan!"

Many people were calling his name, but Lin Shixuan was still focused on saving people.

Hearing someone call his name, he turned around and was stunned when he saw Lin Rui'an and Lin Chang'an not far away.

Suddenly, he felt as if his ankle had gone numb, and a pair of cold, large hands gripped his ankle tightly, startling Lin Shixuan and causing his heart to race.

He hurriedly pulled Dingxiang along and rowed forcefully towards the shore.

No matter how he swam, he remained stuck in the middle of the lake. He became anxious, and sweat poured down his forehead.

The words of the common people just now lingered in his mind.

Liu Ruyan was terrified and stood on the shore shouting, "Husband, come back quickly!"

"My husband..." Her desperate voice echoed in the night.

When Liu Ruyan shouted at Lin Shixuan, his body suddenly felt as if it had been drained of its energy, and he sank straight down.

Help! Help!

I don't want to die. I am the top scholar, and I will become a future monk.

His eyes were open, yet he was powerless to resist. His soul seemed to be pulled away by invisible chains, gradually drifting away, as if sinking into endless darkness.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and found himself in a cave.

The noise around him made him look around curiously.

Inside the dark cave, countless black and white transparent objects floated around, drifting about in an extremely eerie manner.

Where is this?

Unexpectedly, his words lingered in the air for a long time, startling him so much that he quickly shut his mouth.

Just then, a sinister laugh suddenly rang out, like a ghostly voice entering Lin Shixuan's ears:

"Hahaha, Lin Shixuan?"

The sudden sound made him tremble.

"Who...who are you? Why did you bring me here?"

A sense of tension and unease filled the air.

It must be said that Lin Shixuan's inner strength is indeed formidable; even when trapped in this place, he was able to suppress his fear.

"Who am I? Does even the King of Hell recognize me?"

"Once you're on my turf, you'll naturally have to obey me."

"I was entrusted with a task, and I'm doing my duty to let you experience the pleasures of hell ahead of time."

"During the Ghost Festival, you harmed the souls on their way home without cause and disturbed the hibernation of water ghosts. What is your punishment?"

"Guards, drag him down and hang him on the oil cauldron so he can experience our hospitality!"

"yes."

The horrified faces of the Black and White Impermanence dragged his soul outside.

Lin Shixuan's face contorted with fear as he exclaimed in shock, "I...I'm in hell?"

"Hahaha, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. Blame yourself for offending the wrong person!"

Lin Shixuan could no longer remain calm. His legs went weak, and he panicked, trying to break free from the restraints of the Black and White Impermanence.

But how could he possibly be a match for them?

He was quickly dragged to the ninth floor, where he was stunned to see boiling oil pots and raging flames everywhere.

The oil in the wok was sizzling and crackling, and the heat was so intense that even he, standing at the doorway, felt the heat.

Looking at those souls lining up in long queues, drawn forward by people—no, by their own souls.

Then I shifted my gaze to those faces that had been burned to ashes.

When he came to his senses, he was so frightened that he knelt down on the spot and wet his pants.

The Black and White Impermanence laughed mockingly at his appearance.

"Now you know you've wet your pants?"

"Too late!"

"Walk."

Ignoring his resistance, the Black and White Impermanence hung him directly on the largest and hottest pot of oil.

The hot pot was emitting intense heat, and Lin Shixuan choked on it.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough, cough cough cough..."

"Help, help me, help me..."

"Help?" the White Impermanence said. "Look around, who can save you?"

"Everyone who comes here is a heinous criminal. You...can't escape!"

The heat of the flames swept over him in an instant, turning Lin Shixuan's body into a blazing inferno, scorching every inch of his skin and causing him unbearable pain.

"Ah—" he groaned in pain.

Hei Wuchang said, "Today, I'll allow you to indulge yourselves for a while and vent your frustrations."

Then, he pulled Bai Wuchang away from there.

Those who descend to the ninth level are all people who bullied the weak and oppressed the innocent, and murdered others for their wealth in their previous lives. They were born evil, which is why they were sent here for punishment.

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