The ninth level of hell, the oil pan hell!

Those who engage in prostitution, rob, bully the weak, kidnap women and children, falsely accuse and slander others, or attempt to seize other people's property or wives will be sent to the Oil Pot Hell after death. They will be stripped naked and thrown into a pot of hot oil to be fried. The sound of "pop" will be heard! Depending on the severity of the offense, they will be fried multiple times... Sometimes, those who have committed serious sins will be escorted by the little devils to the Oil Pot Hell just to warm up after they have just escaped from the Iceberg Hell.

People who come from the iceberg hell are thrown into the oil pan and immediately experience the double-edged sword of ice and fire. How sour and refreshing!

As Su Xiaoniu and I entered this oil pot hell, we saw a huge circular crack on the thick ground in front of us. On this circular crack was a huge oil pot. There was dry firewood and charcoal burning underneath. The fire was soaring into the sky, and the men and women in the oil pot screamed and wailed in pain.

Clatter... The oil pan kept boiling, and the crackling sound of frying made people feel scared.

A large pot of oil in the wok overflowed and came into contact with the fire underneath the wok, burning more and more vigorously. The fire burned directly into the wok, making these men and women feel extremely happy!

I looked at the men and women being fried in a big wok in front of me, and I was stunned and shrank my neck. Damn, just one look at it scared me to death. Hell is so terrible!

The Oil Pan Hell ghost found Su Xiaoniu and me and asked us what we were doing here. If we were brought down from the Iceberg Hell, we must have been accompanied by an Iceberg jailer. However, we came empty-handed, without anyone following us, and we did not have the Hell Pass written by the Ghost Emperor himself. So there was no doubt that our appearance was most likely a break-in!

The Oil Pot Ghost quickly analyzed our situation and, without giving me a second to say, ordered the jailers to arrest us. I initially thought it was impossible to defeat the Oil Pot Ghost, but then the prison token I had hidden in my arms suddenly fell out. The Oil Pot Ghost saw it and frowned. "Is this the Iron Tree Ghost's prison token? How did it get into your hands?"

I hesitated for a moment. It seemed that he knew the Iron Tree Prison Ghost, but I didn't know if they were on good terms. So I said, "The Iron Tree Prison Ghost and we are old acquaintances, and we have a very good relationship. We were going to the Eighteen Levels of Hell and passed by this place, so he sent us over and gave us his prison badge. He said that if we knew him, we should give him face and let us pass. If we pretended not to know him, then there would be nothing we could do." I told him the Iron Tree Prison Ghost's exact words.

The Oil Pot Hell Ghost examined the prison card for a moment before saying, "I am an old friend of the Iron Tree Hell Ghost. His friends are my friends. I will let you go now."

I was overjoyed and thanked him immediately.

The Oil Pot Hell Ghost opened the passage to the next level of Hell and took out his prison card and a document. He said to me, "This is my prison card. The ghosts from the tenth to fourteenth levels of Hell are all my brothers. They'll let you through when they see my prison card. As for the ghosts from the fifteenth, sixteenth, and seventeenth levels, I don't have a good relationship with them, so you'll have to rely on yourselves. And when you reach the eighteenth level, just take out this document of mine."

I took his prison badge and documents, thanked him and said goodbye, and went to the next hell with Su Xiaoniu.

The tenth level of hell, the Ox Pit Hell, is a level dedicated to the vindication of animals. Those who carelessly slaughter animals while alive, basing their happiness on their suffering, will be condemned to the Ox Pit Hell after death. Thrown into a pit, they will be attacked by several wild bulls, goring with their horns and trampling with their hooves. According to records, there's also a counter-intuitive level called the "Knife Boat Hell," which isn't included in these eighteen levels of hell.

The eleventh level, Stone Pressure Hell: If a living person gives birth to a baby, regardless of the reason, such as being born mentally retarded or disabled, or drowning or abandoning the baby due to preference for boys over girls, such a person will be sent to Stone Pressure Hell after death. This hell consists of a large square stone pool with a boulder of the same size suspended from it by a rope. The person is lowered into the pool, and the rope is cut with an axe...

The twelfth level, the Chongjiu Hell, is quite unique. If you waste food and spoil grains while alive, such as carelessly throwing away leftovers from a banquet or simply taking a few bites of something you dislike, you will be sent to the Chongjiu Hell after death, where you will be pounded to death in a mortar. Even more unique is that if you talk while eating, especially using foul language, obscenities, or swearing, you will also be sent to the Chongjiu Hell after death. Therefore, it is best not to talk, especially swearing, while eating.

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Just as the Oil Pot Hell Ghost said, starting from the tenth level of hell, as long as you hold his prison badge and mention the Oil Pot Hell Ghost's name, they will all be let go, all the way to the fifteenth level of hell.

Crucifixion Hell: This is less common nowadays, but it is a serious sin. Those who dig graves will be sent to Crucifixion Hell after death and be tortured by being cut into pieces, commonly known as Lingchi (Lingchi), or cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

Entering this hell, Su Xiaoniu, for some reason, seemed terrified and kept hiding behind me. From the first to the fourteenth level of hell, I'd never seen her act like she was shrinking. I didn't know what was going on, but she kept hiding behind me. Anyway, I liked having Su Xiaoniu behind me. She'd always stood in front of me, like a big sister protecting a little brother. This time, let me protect her.

Crucifixion hell, the legendary cutting into pieces, is common in this hell. When Su Xiaoniu and I entered this hell, the cruel and bloody scene before our eyes fell into our own.

Four or five men and women, stripped naked, lay on a large square table. Three or two jailers, armed with machetes and axes, mercilessly hacked at them, chopping off their hands and legs, ripping intact bodies into pieces, flesh and blood splattering. They were chopped into pieces, reduced to a pulp, which flowed down to the ground along with the blood. A pack of hellhounds surrounded them, feasting on their flesh and blood...

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