"We're almost there!" Su Xiaoniu suddenly shouted.
I looked down and saw two clusters of dim candlelight finally lit up in the dark abyss that had been silent for who knows how long. They were two torches placed on both sides of the rocky wall, illuminating the pitch-black hell a little.
"Is the eighteen levels of hell below?" I asked curiously.
"To be precise, it's the first of the Eighteen Levels of Hell—Tongue-Pulling Hell." Su Xiaoniu said calmly, "Eighteen levels of Hell, each guarded by ghosts and gods. Some of these ghosts and gods are belligerent, some are gluttonous, some are fond of drinks, some are playful... In short, there's all sorts of them. To enter the Eighteen Levels, you must get their permission. And the first level, Tongue-Pulling Hell, is where anyone who sows discord, slanders others, speaks slyly, argues with clever tricks, or lies will be sent after death. The ghosts will pry open the person's mouth, clamp their tongue with pliers, and forcibly pull it out. They don't pull it out all at once, but rather stretch it out slowly... The person will be tormented by endless panic and pain, feeling the horrific howlings of hell."
I was shocked when I heard that... Pah, you're still shocked! Be careful, your tongue will be pulled out! I decisively covered my mouth, leaving a gap to whisper to Su Xiaoniu: "What kind of ghost is guarding the first floor? How should we deal with him? We can't let him pull out our tongues!"
Su Xiaoniu said with a mischievous smile: "That's right, just let him pull out my tongue! As long as he is satisfied, it will be over."
I covered my mouth tightly and said, "I won't pull it out! I won't pull it out!"
Su Xiaoniu frowned and asked, "What are you mumbling about?"
"If you want to pull it out, pull it out!" I said.
"How can you let a girl suffer like this? I've been with you for so long, and you treat me like this? Wuuuuu... I'm so sad." Su Xiaoniu covered her face with her hands and began to cry, like a wronged young wife.
I rolled my eyes. Damn, what's going on? It's like I'm bullying her! But there's nothing I can do. I'm a man after all. I quickly comforted her and said, "Okay, okay, I'll do it!"
Su Xiaoniu gently opened her hands that were covering her face, and looked at me pitifully with her big, watery eyes: "Really?"
I nodded heavily.
Su Xiaoniu suddenly slapped my head and said angrily, "Idiot! You agreed to a girl's unreasonable conditions and did something that hurt yourself. You disappoint me so much!"
I was confused.
I rubbed the back of my head, unable to react. What on earth was Su Xiaonu trying to say? One moment she wanted me to pull out her tongue, the next she objected. I was completely confused by her and could only say, "I'm willing to do anything for you!"
Su Xiaoniu raised her head, her beautiful eyes fixed on me, her hands on her hips, and said in a condescending tone, "Then listen to me. No matter who asks you to do anything that will harm you, never agree! The Eighteen Levels of Hell are treacherous and unpredictable. A single slip of the tongue could lead to a fatal disaster."
I said helplessly, "But this first level is the tongue-pulling hell. If we want to pass it, at least one person must have their tongue pulled out, right? Since it's just you and me, I'm willing to sacrifice myself. I'd rather become a mute than let anyone hurt you in the slightest!"
Su Xiaoniu bit her red lips and whispered, "Silly boy, I'm not worthy of your sacrifice..."
Not worth it? How could it be not worth it? I was about to explain something, but Su Xiaonv interrupted me with a shake of her head: "In short, you must promise me!"
I was stubborn and ready to die, and refused to agree. There was only Su Xiaoniu and I here. If I didn't choose to sacrifice myself, then the victim would be Su Xiaoniu. If Su Xiaoniu's tongue was pulled out... I didn't want to see it!
"Promise me..." Su Xiaoniu touched my cheek and said gently.
My heart was completely melted, and I could only nod in the end: "Okay, but you must also promise me that you won't get hurt!"
Su Xiaoniu nodded in agreement.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Just as we were making promises to each other, something suddenly floated in from the darkness ahead. At the same time, a sinister voice echoed: "I've seen all sorts of things in these eighteen levels of hell, but this is the first time I've heard vows and promises like yours between a man and a woman. What do you think hell is? This isn't a place for romance; it's hell!"
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