Hao Zhi's mother jumped up. When others saw the light, they also groped here one after another. They opened their mouths and asked, what's the matter? What's the matter?

However, Hao Zhi could not hear a sound when he opened his mouth.

Wang Yanke enlarged his brain and connected everyone's brain waves together, which solved the problem of speaking!

"I made a song and touched a face!" Hao Zhiyu pointed to the ground in surprise. Several team members also took out lighting sticks to light up. The surrounding space became open as if pushed away by the light in an instant.

Wipe! Everyone felt sick as soon as they saw the surrounding environment.

The strong stench that had just been filled in the air came from countless rotten faces around! The shape here is like a huge gastric sac, with uneven sarcomas in and out, arranged in large and small sizes, covering all the space here. There are rotting flesh pimples everywhere, whether at the front, back, left, right or on the top of the head!

Each flesh pimple is carefully distinguished. It turns out that it has a vague nose and eyes, but it doesn't have a long mouth. It's like covering the face with a thin meat film, which makes the facial features blurred, but there is a kind of suffocation and terror.

It's like a pile of huge insect eggs, and each egg is about to hatch a face. They're trying to drill out! One by one, they try their best to wriggle the muscles on their faces. They struggle painfully but silently. Their faces stick to their faces. The surface of skin and flesh film is bright and slippery, secreting a thick layer of translucent latex mucus

They're rotting!

Some face half of the meat has fallen off, or has not completely rotted, has been corroded into a honeycomb, full of small holes, you can clearly see the muscle fibers, tightly hooped on the bones like silk, which makes people shudder.

"Vomit!" Zhang Dian was a bit of a dense phobia. Seeing the scene in front of him, he immediately turned sour in his stomach. Although he didn't eat, he vomited a few mouthfuls of bile acid, and then stretched his tongue desperately. His face turned sour into a steamed stuffed bun

"It's disgusting. What's this place?" Wang Lele couldn't stand it any more. He quickly stood between two or three team members for fear that he might accidentally touch the sarcomatous wall.

"I'm afraid it's tight tooth hell!" Wang Yanke told everyone according to the previous speculation that tight tooth hell is closed to those who love to chew their tongue. As long as they like to gossip when they are alive, the Taoist behind them is short and harmful to others and not to themselves, they will suffer in this kind of hell.

There is no difference between them after death and before death. The only difference is that their mouths will be sewn, so no matter how painful they are, they can't tell others or shout out. It's an absolutely quiet hell world!

"God, how long will it take for these strange faces to rot?" Hao Zhi waved a circle with a lighting stick and saw thousands of faces on the wall, which was also a little unacceptable.

"I'm afraid it's been a long time. According to Buddhism, the time in hell is very long, just like the passage of time in the dream designed for us before Tianyin. This proportion is boundless. Take the first hell we saw before. It's the first of the eight hell. One hundred years is one day, and it takes 500 years. This is all hell The shortest one among them, here, it is said that after the dead fell into the tight tooth hell, they began to remember the time, using a 200 liter giant bucket filled with sesame seeds, which can be taken out one grain every year. The dead can escape and reincarnate after receiving 500 buckets here... "

"My God, can you get out? I'm afraid he's an idiot when he's reincarnated!" Hao Zhi laughed, but there was no sound in the air. He opened his mouth like a real idiot.

It seems that it's a place where people don't talk. Is my acoustic attack still effective? Zhang Dian suddenly became nervous.

"I don't know. Try it. The silent world may be an illusion caused by Tianyin, or it may be other factors!" Wang Yanke looked at her encouragingly.

Zhang took a deep breath, screamed at the depths of the big gastric sac, and shouted a big chase, but everyone didn't hear any sound

"Wipe! It doesn't work!" Zhang Dian said regretfully to everyone with his brain wave. "My sound wave seems to be blocked by something!"

"No!" Hao Zhi raised the light stick and shook it. "Light is also a wave. Why can light propagate in this space, but sound waves can't?"

Therefore, everyone's curious eyes turned to Wang Yanke and listened to her explain: "Although the names of light wave and sound wave look similar, they mislead you. Sound wave is a kind of pressure, which must rely on the medium to spread. It's like everyone standing in a row. I want to transfer my force to the last person, so I push the pressure to the first person. The first person falls down, smashes the second, passes it down in turn, and reaches the last one.

And light wave is a kind of material, which is composed of light particles. You can imagine that it itself is its own medium, so it can pass through the medium like sound waves, or it can spread by itself without passing through any medium, which is what we often call wave particle duality... "

"You mean the air here doesn't transmit sound? How is that possible?" Zhang Dian knows a little about his ability, "Sound can spread in matter. Unless there is no material vacuum, we don't hold it. It means that there is air here. Although the effect of air transmitting sound is the worst, it's not that we can't transmit any sound!"

"So I said, there must be something wrong with the air here!" Wang Yanke affirmed her idea thoughtfully.

not bad

A crude voice interrupted everyone's Thoughts: "radio communication, I didn't expect that you humans have mastered this technology!"

On the sloping ramp in the distance, a human figure suddenly protruded from the middle of a pile of bulging meat bubbles. The man was tall and fat, like an old sow standing up. He was covered with dark green fat layers. Even the back of his head bulged out like steps, like a garlic nose the size of a radish. His nose hung heavily on his face and almost extended to his chin. He also had no mouth!

"It's just brain wave communication, which is basically the same as the radio wave communication used by your computer!" Ke Ke turned to face each other.

The man quickly stepped down from the high pile of meat. With each heavy step, he would step on the ground like a chrysanthemum. Where he walked, those places full of human fat would overflow white oil slurry, which was very disgusting.

"You must be the rotten MI among the eight demons?" Wang Yanke asked, looking up at the man who was more than two meters tall and fat.

Smart, able to summarize and infer the past according to past knowledge, calm Association and analysis ability, worthy of being the maker of Tianyin!

Wang Yanke ignored the compliments of the other party and asked: I'm curious about how you shielded all the voices in this closed space