Wangxiangtai, it has been said since ancient times that the souls of the deceased can take a last look at their hometown and relatives from there.
However, the two hundred or so living people who did not drink Meng Po soup, when they passed by this place, saw not their hometown and relatives, but the scenes in the eighteen levels of hell. Although there were only pictures and no sounds, it was still extremely terrifying and creepy. After this experience, after returning to the world of the living, nine out of ten times they would have nightmares, wake up in the middle of the night, and have cold sweat soaking their backs.
In an area surrounded by white smoke, several scenes were displayed, including tongue pulling, scissors, iron trees, evil mirrors, steamers, copper pillars, knife mountains, icebergs, oil pots, cattle pits, stone presses, mortars, blood pools, wrongful deaths, crucifixion, volcanoes, stone mills, and knives and saws. Each one was truly bloody, with instruments of torture, little devils escorting the torturers, and even the punished. The scenes were cruel, high-definition and without code. No sound was heard, but one seemed to hear countless wailing and screaming in one's ears.
Even without anyone explaining such a scene, everyone knew in their hearts that it was the scene of the Eighteen Levels of Hell. However, they did not know whether the punishments in this hell were really determined as stated in the legend.
Otherwise, according to the division of criminal responsibility, everyone present will not be able to escape going there after death.
When they thought of this, everyone trembled even more violently.
GG buried his head and dared only use his mobile phone to take pictures. Occasionally he looked up to watch these hellish scenes through the mobile phone screen.
Watching it through a mobile phone screen is not as scary as looking at it face to face.
In one of the scenes of hell, GG actually saw several familiar figures.
Her eyes suddenly widened and she couldn't help but look carefully.
It turned out that what was familiar was not the figures, but the clothes those people were wearing… The white coats and the blue and white striped hospital gowns with the words "RA Mental Hospital" printed on them were thrown into the hell of knife mountains, being forked by little ghosts, rolling back and forth on the countless upright knife mountains, and when they wanted to escape, they were forked back by the little ghosts standing on the other side. Although they were souls, they were stabbed into the body by the sharp knife tips densely packed upright on the knife mountain, and blood was constantly flowing out.
GG quickly shrank his neck and lowered his head, not daring to look anymore. He even ignored the comments in the live broadcast room.
It turns out that except for the two doctors and nurses, all the ghosts who escaped from the RA mental hospital and entered the underworld to be reincarnated were tortured here...
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"I'll take them in to see the King of Hell. You two can go and do your work first."
At the tall and majestic entrance of the Yama Palace, a man shrouded in a black robe, with a thin face, deep eye sockets, high cheekbones, and slightly curly long hair tied behind his head, stood beside the doorpost and spoke to the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demon who were about to enter the Yama Palace with Luo Zheyu and more than two hundred living people.
"Yes!" The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon saluted, holding their weapons, and turned around together to leave the Hall of Yama.
The thin man in the robe glanced at everyone briefly, his gloomy gaze lingered for a few seconds on Luo Zheyu, who was holding a sickle and had his face covered, then turned and walked towards the Hall of Yama.
"You guys come with me."
Everyone followed him into the solemn, yet not bright, and rather somewhat eerie Palace of the King of Hell.
After entering the Hall of Yama, there are three doors inside. The man in the long robe walked to the gate on the left. Although everyone was wondering why the Hall of Yama was not in the middle gate, they were completely unfamiliar with this place and did not raise any objections. They followed him and stepped into the gate on the left.
Luo Zheyu's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced towards the dark and dimly lit door in the middle, lowered his brows, and clenched the sickle in his hand.
After entering the gate on the left, there is a long corridor. There is no road on the left side of the corridor, but there is a corner on the right. On both sides of the corridor are exquisite dark golden doors, a total of nine doors. There are raised statues on the doors, carved with various ghosts, gods and torture instruments.
Every time I walked through a door, I could faintly hear miserable and painful wails coming from inside, as if someone inside was experiencing the most bitter and painful thing in the world.
More than two hundred people lowered their heads, their eyes darting around in panic, they were quiet and well-behaved, not daring to make a sound.
GG fixed his eyes on the phone screen, trying to ease his inner fear by looking at the pop-up windows.
【Fujimaru Ritsuka: Did you hear that? 】
[Distant Mountain Dai: I heard it...]
[Prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony: I am a grown man, but I was horrified by what I heard. I dare not go to the toilet.]
【Jiuhenmi: 2333 Don't be afraid, young man, hold me tight. But GG, I think the only place in the underworld that can hear such screams is the Eighteen Layers of Hell.】
[Master Zhang of Qingfeng Temple: My friend, you must be careful. You are walking into the side hall. The King of Hell's Hall is not a side hall...]
[Master Zhang, the Taoist of Qingfeng Temple: This place should be the Eighteenth Level of Hell. I hope you can warn the masked man holding the sickle, don't let him get fooled.]
At this time, the speeches in the live broadcast room became even rarer. Everyone had to give the most expensive gift on the platform before they could speak. I guess someone was controlling it step by step in the background.
Taoist Zhang threw two gifts in a row just because he didn't finish a sentence. It can be said that he is very rich.
【**Government department: Ms. GG, please be sure to pay attention to safety! 】
The white speech stands out among a bunch of colorful fonts.
GG quickly raised her head and looked at Zimo in panic. They both saw the information in the live broadcast room just now.
She turned her head and stared at the tall and slender figure holding a huge sickle in front of her. She was about to step forward quietly and tell the other party about the speculation in the live broadcast room, but unexpectedly Luo Zheyu seemed to notice the gaze behind him and suddenly turned his head.
Her hair fluttered around her cheeks, and her brown eyes were sharp, cold, firm and reliable.
GG suddenly felt calm and no longer anxious.
She pointed to the dark golden doors on both sides that emitted shrill cries from time to time, and made the shape of "ten" with one hand and "eight" with the other, meaning the eighteen levels of hell.
She saw the man in black clothes and mask with extraordinary imposing manner in front of her nodded slightly at her and turned his head away.
GG let out a breath. In this hell, the two hundred or so living people were like two hundred ants placed in a glass bottle, helpless and at the mercy of others. They had no ability to protect themselves and had no choice but to rely on Luo Zheyu, who was transformed by the mobile phone doll pendant.
Come to think of it, if she had known that her cell phone doll pendant was so powerful... she could have bought out all the stock from the merchant selling the doll pendants!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The man in the robe leading the way suddenly stopped and slammed a dark golden door.
On the gate, there were carvings of evil spirits with two hands holding knives and saws, with a person sandwiched between them. They placed the knives and saws on the person's abdomen and sawed left and right.
The people inside the door had not yet reacted, but some people outside the door had a bad premonition and could not help but scream and shout, but someone quickly covered their mouths.
The man in the robe ignored him. After knocking on the door, he folded his hands inside his wide robe and waited quietly facing the dark gold door.
“Squeak—”
The door was opened from the inside, and clear, loud screams suddenly came out, along with a strong stench of blood.
A hideous-looking little ghost stood inside the door, and the ground behind it was dark red, as if stained with blood.
"Master Jiang Si, you are here." Holding a steel fork in its hand, it saluted towards Jiang Si and said respectfully.
"Yeah." Jiang Si responded coldly. "Call more of your men over."
He walked through the gate, passed the imp, and headed straight inside.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around.
"Why don't you come in quickly?"
The man in the long robe asked in a deep voice, his eyes gloomy.
It turned out that Luo Zheyu did not follow him into the door. If Luo Zheyu did not go in, the more than 200 people following him would not pass him and follow the man in the robe.
"Heh." Luo Zheyu sneered, took a step forward, grabbed the protruding statue on the dark gold gate, and while backing away, pulled it towards himself.
“Bang!”
The dark gold door made a loud noise and closed heavily again under Luo Zheyu's great force.
The robed man inside the door was caught off guard. He was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and rushed to the door. He grabbed the door knocker with his thin and narrow fingers and forced the door open.
As expected of a high-ranking official in the underworld, he was extremely strong and was able to create a small gap.
"The door is about to be opened, everyone close the door together!" someone shouted.
The people outside the door immediately panicked. They had some vague guesses about this matter in their hearts. Although they were not sure, they of course stood on Luo Zheyu's side at this time and were determined not to let the guy in the door come out.
The crowd crowded in front of the door, grabbing the protruding statue and pulling it towards themselves. Although the protruding statue on the door was very powerful and a good fulcrum, it was not enough for more than 200 people to grab it together. So some people hugged the person in front who was holding the statue and pulled him back hard, and the people behind them hugged the second person, one after another, hugging their bodies and starting to play tug-of-war with the robed man inside the door.
"Bang..."
The door that was opened a little by the man in the robe closed again.
He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to pull open the door knocker, making his cheekbones look even more prominent.
The gate moved a little towards this side, and then was pulled back by the people outside.
"What are you standing there for? Go get some help to open the door."
The robed man shouted at the kid who was standing there in a daze.
"Yes... yes! My lord!" The little ghost came to his senses and hurriedly called his subordinates who were punishing the soul to come and open the door.
Luo Zheyu grabbed the statue and stood there motionless. He lightly touched the gate with the sickle in his hand. Silver-white flames turned into strands and extended into the interior along the gaps in the dark gold gate.
The silver-white flames passed through the gap, entered the door, and quietly hid in a hidden place above the door frame, slowly gathering larger and larger.
It was not until the silver-white flames in the door gathered into a ball of flame more than two meters high that the man in the robe finally noticed it. He suddenly looked up -
His entire field of vision was occupied by the silver-white flame above his head. The flame was burning fiercely, with an extremely arrogant and powerful aura, and it smashed down towards him at an extremely fast speed.
He discovered it too late and had no time to dodge.
"ah--"
The sharp screams completely drowned out the other wails in this layer of hell. The silver-white human-shaped flame struggled with its fangs and claws, and screams came from it.
"Ah! I want you to never be reborn!" the silver-white human-shaped flame roared, he lost his mind, and punched the dark gold door hard.
“Bang!”
A hole suddenly appeared in the dark gold door, and countless tiny fragments flew out.
These tiny fragments, packed with such great force, would be no different from bullets if they hit the people crowded in front of the door at such a close distance.
Luo Zheyu tore off the mask on his face and the black cloth on his head, secretly tightened them, overlapped them, pinched the two ends with his hands, and quickly wrapped up the fragments that flew out of the hole in the door one by one, without releasing any residue.
In everyone's sight, they saw that the door suddenly broke, and a fist wrapped in silver-white flames came out. The black cloth covering Luo Zheyu's face was held in his hand, and there seemed to be something wrapped inside.
The other steps in between were beyond their ability to see.
The fist in the hole was retracted, and the man in the robe was continuously burned and devoured by the flames. In excruciating pain, he punched the door again.
Since he couldn't open it, he destroyed the door!
None of those people outside the door can escape.
"Mr. Jiang--" A majestic voice, like rolling thunder and with a powerful momentum suddenly sounded, and could be heard clearly inside and outside the door.
The robed man wrapped in the silver-white flame froze. When he was wrapped in the silver-white flame, he suddenly felt as if he was being bitten by thousands of ants. His body was dissipating bit by bit in the flame, and his mind was overwhelmed by the pain. Now, his mind gradually regained clarity.
"Yan, King Yan..."
He suppressed the pain and spoke with fear.
"Why do you want to destroy the gate to the hell of saws and knives?" A broad and majestic figure quietly appeared beside him, and with a wave of his long sleeves, a violent gust of wind blew away the blazing silver-white flames on Jiang Si's body.
The dark golden door had been smashed to pieces by Jiang Si, and the people outside the door could clearly see inside the door through the huge hole in the door. Luo Zheyu stretched out his hand and the silver-white flame returned to the sickle.
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I haven't even finished writing this world yet!!!
How could I do this!
Cut me up and mix me with vegetables...
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