Chapter 265

Two people died in a short time. Although the play of the crew here has been finished, there is no smile on everyone's faces“ Do you think we can live this film? It's been so unlucky recently. "“ Who knows, director Du looks terrible these days. He even has a pleasant and warm life that he has never had. "“ Isn't it? To say, it's really bad luck this time. I don't know if it will affect our box office. " Wen Yiren stood alone at the end of the crowd. Since the death of the village head, Zhou Lu never appeared again. She also went to the place where Zhou Lu died, and there was no one. Did you go to hell? Just then, a cold wind suddenly hit and scattered leaves on the ground“ It's windy. Bury the earth quickly. The village head hates the wind most. "“ Alas, fortunately, Deming came back and saw him for the last time. I guess, the village head has been hanging that tone and waiting to see Deming. "“ Well, don't even say it. Now the most sad thing is Deming. " Wen Yiren lifted his eyebrows and looked at the nearly transparent village head standing in front“ Are you ready to go? " The village head turned and looked at Wen Yiren. He was a little surprised, "Miss Wen?"“ Let's go. Huangquan road is lonely. I'll take you. " No one noticed the warmth of leaving silently* This is the most beautiful place in hell - the forgetting river. There are endless flowers on both sides of the river. The fiery red petals dance with the wind. On the clear river, a leaf boat is moving forward slowly. Wen Yiren wore a fiery red dress, and her long black hair was spread around her back. Her eyes were slightly cold and looked calmly ahead. The bell at her neck swayed with the wind and made a clear sound. The village head sat behind her“ Miss Wen, you are the legendary messenger of forgetting Sichuan. " The village head was very surprised and his eyes fell on Wen Yiren's beautiful back“ Miss Wen, did you know I would die? "“ Um. " The village head was stunned, and then smiled bitterly, "yes, you are a ghost and God. You must be very clear about life and death in the world, Miss Wen, Zhou Lu..." at this moment, it is estimated that you are in the 18th floor of hell. "“ Alas, I hurt her, Miss Wen. Will I be punished first? " Wen Yiren finally turned to look at the village head, "there are 18 layers of hell in the underground, and each layer has different levels of punishment. Zhou Lu killed people. After staying in the 18 layers of hell for 77 or 49 days, there will be ghosts to take her to Naihe bridge."“ Which floor will I go to? " Wen Yiren's eyes flickered, and the oil lamp in his hand was suddenly bright and dark. "There is a heavy hell on the 18th floor, headed by the king of hell and in the charge of 18 judges under his command. You falsely spread false rumors and framed Zhou Lu. It should be to go to the steamer hell on the fifth floor." The village head trembled fiercely, "that's..." take steaming as punishment. The evil consequences you planted before your life will naturally be repaid after your death. This is the so-called causal cycle. " However, he realized his mistake during his lifetime, and his sentence may be shortened. Every hell has a special ghost messenger to pick up ghosts. Wen Yiren took the village head to the entrance of hell on the fifth floor. The ghost guard was very respectful to her and took the initiative to say hello“ Sir, you haven't come to us for a long time. " Yu Guang glanced at the trembling village head on his side, and Wen Yiren smiled, "I still prefer my Wuchuan River, which is the most beautiful."“ Ha ha, my Lord is the first beauty in our underground. Only a beautiful place like forgetting Sichuan is suitable for my Lord. "“ I'll go first. He'll give it to you and take care of it. He's also a poor man. " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.