Before I could react, the two prison ghosts on the other side of the cliff shouted happily: "Fairy Sister!"
Fairy sister? I was stunned. Su Xiaoniu was called "Weapon Master" and "Yin Yang Fairy". Some called her "Yin Yang Master" and some called her "Fairy Sister". I can understand this, but what about Xiao Hong and Xiao Zi?
Su Xiaoniu turned around and gave me a faint smile. She said, "When I came to hell as a 'visitor', I knew all the ghosts in the eighteen levels of hell. But after so many years, many of them have been replaced. However, those two, Xiaohong and Xiaozi, are still working in this hell of sword mountains."
I realized that these two prison ghosts were old acquaintances of Su Xiaoniu and had a good relationship with her. This relieved me. Although I was a little surprised by their nicknames "Xiaohong" and "Xiaozi", I thought about it and realized that since anyone related to Su Xiaoniu almost all had a very "special" nickname, such as the golden-haired old man, the black-clothed madman, etc., I was no longer surprised.
The two prison ghosts, Xiaohong and Xiaozi, ran over and chatted with Su Xiaoniu for a long time, which really annoyed me. Didn't they know I was in a hurry? But I didn't dare interrupt in front of Su Xiaoniu, so I could only poke her in the back. Su Xiaoniu glanced at me and saw that I was pouting, like a little boy who was angry because his sister ignored him while talking to someone else. She actually burst out laughing.
I was so embarrassed that I quickly put on an indifferent expression, but I couldn't hide the embarrassment.
Su Xiaoniu laughed for a while, then managed to stop laughing, but a faint smile was still on her face. She pulled me and said, "Okay, why are you angry?"
I stubbornly said, "No way! I'm not angry at all. Why should I be angry?"
"Huh? Still pouting? Don't I know what you're thinking?" Su Xiaoniu punched me and said to the two prison ghosts with a smile, "Xiaohong and Xiaozi, we have urgent matters to attend to in the Eighteen Layers of Hell. I'll come and play with you guys next time I'm free, okay?"
"Okay, okay! We'll send Fairy Sister off right away!" As the two prison ghosts said this, they casually opened a fan on the wall. I knew that this was the passage to the next level of hell.
Su Xiaoniu and I walked in slowly. Outside, the two prison ghosts, Xiaohong and Xiaozi, waved and said, "Fairy sister, be careful on your journey. Remember to come back and play with us!"
The passage closed and we headed to the next hell.
The eighth layer of hell, the iceberg hell!
Any wicked woman who murders her husband, commits adultery, or maliciously aborts will be condemned to the Iceberg Hell after death. They will be stripped naked and placed on the iceberg. Also, those who gamble excessively, are unfilial to their parents, and are unkind and unjust will be placed naked on the iceberg. Pan Jinlian will definitely be there!
It's just that I don't know Pan Jinlian, and I don't know what she looks like. I only know she's quite pretty. But after a woman has fallen into hell, how can you still distinguish between ugliness and beauty? What we see is that both men and women have stripped naked and crawled on a huge iceberg. They shiver, their skin pale, and they are numb with cold and unable to move.
Su Xiaoniu and I felt a chill sweeping down from the outside of the iceberg. The temperature was at least -50°C, and the closer we got, the lower it got. Once we were on the iceberg, it would probably be thousands or even tens of thousands of degrees below zero. A normal person would have been frozen solid. But these men and women were already dead ghosts. Although they didn't freeze solid, they were just as cold as anyone else.
However, these were not surprising. The most surprising thing was that the prison ghost guarding this place was actually a lion! It was crawling on the cliff of the iceberg, looking at the naked men and women on the iceberg below who were suffering and crying out in pain, but it was unmoved.
It was incredibly perceptive. Shortly after Su Xiaoniu and I arrived at the Iceberg Hell, the lion turned its head and spotted us. But it remained motionless, staring at us for a moment before saying, "Are you serving your sentence in the Iceberg Hell? Why haven't I heard from the higher-ups?"
I quickly said, "Because we are not here to serve our sentence, we are just passing through here and want to borrow the road..."
Before I could finish, the lion suddenly interrupted me: "You're not here to serve your sentence, and you haven't received any information from the higher-ups. So you've trespassed into hell? You're so bold!"
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