Chapter 1851

"Yan Yanluo temple, I Am I dead? Have I come to hell? "

Looking at the three big characters of "Yanluo hall", and the bronze gate with a lot of ghost relief, as well as the ox head and horse face on both sides, Wu Hu's feet softened, and the whole person sat on the ground.

Wu Hu said to himself with a pale face.

"A good man does not deceive heaven, but a wicked man is afraid of heaven."

The couplets on the bronze gate are particularly conspicuous.

"Come in!"

All of a sudden, a dark wind came and Wu Hu heard the sound of hair in his ears. Suddenly, Wu Hu drifted uncontrollably to the "Yanluo Palace".

"No..."

Wu Hu cried out in fear.

Although Wu Hu knew that he was dead, he didn't want to enter the gate because he would be punished if he entered the bronze gate.

But at this time, Wu Hu's body was no longer under his control, and he was dragged into the hall by the chain around his neck.

The hall of Yanluo is dark and full of pure Yin, which is very gloomy.

"Male, Wu Hu, 48 years old, is from Xianyan County, Hunan Province. He gathers evil people to commit crimes and cheat others' money. He is guilty and goes to hell with a knife and saw. He is punished for ten thousand years..."

As soon as he entered the palace of hell, Wu Hu fell on his knees, lowered his head, and heard a cold voice from above.

Wu Hu wants to look up, want to open his mouth, but found his mouth open, head like a kilo weight, no matter how hard, can't lift his head, just vaguely feel in front of a very huge figure..

With the cold voice falling, Wu Hu is taken out of the palace of hell by the ghost messenger. In this way, Wu Hu is stuck in the neck by the chain and wandered in the dark hell by the ghost messenger.

The gloomy atmosphere makes Wu Hu cool. Unfortunately, the cold ghost doesn't care about Wu Hu at all and pulls Wu Hu down.

I don't know how long, a few seconds, maybe a century later, anyway, Wu Hu couldn't tell the time clearly, and came to a very gloomy and terrible place. There were bleak screams everywhere.

This huge pass is guarded by many ghost messengers, who will suppress it. There are five big gold characters on it - the 18th floor of hell!

"Hell on the 18th floor?"

Seeing the five big gold characters, Wu Hu was immediately frightened. As long as the world knew that the 18 levels of hell was the most terrible in the whole hell.

You should know that there are 18 levels of hell, which are arranged according to the length of time of suffering and the degree of punishment. Each hell has 20 times more suffering and one time longer life than the previous one.

And the 18th floor is also called "saber saw hell".

Those who cut corners, deceive the superior and the inferior, abduct women and children, and trade unfairly will be sent to the "knife saw hell" after death. They will strip off their clothes and bind them to four wooden piles in a "big" shape, starting from the crotch to the head, and then die with a saw.

In this way, the same terrible torture is carried out again and again.

Because it's already a ghost. Unless it's dead, it will soon be resurrected in the resurrection pool of the 18th level hell.

"No, I don't want to go to hell. You must have made a mistake. I'm wronged!"

Cried Uncle Wu Hu.

Now Wu Hu wants to run, but the chain is stuck around his neck, so Wu Hu can't run at all.

"Hum hum Good and evil will be rewarded at the end of the day. It's not that you don't report before the time comes. Once the time comes, you will definitely report. You can't make a mistake. Be honest with me. If you shout again, I'll cut your tongue first. "

One of the ghost messengers turned his head and cheered at Wu Hu.

The cold eyes were so cold that Wu Hu did not dare to speak.

As a ghost messenger handed in a note, Wu Hu was brought into the "Eighteen levels of hell".

"No No, I'm not going in! "

Wu Hu struggled and was unwilling to enter the "Eighteen levels of hell".

"Be honest with me!"

A ghost messenger took out a whip and drew it from Wu Hu.

All of a sudden, Wu Hu felt as if he was going to die. He followed the ghost messenger into the "Eighteen layers of hell". Vaguely, he saw that there were strange flowers on both sides of it, which were extremely gorgeous

This reminds Wu Hu of a kind of flower called "the other side flower".

I don't know how long I've been walking. I've come to a place in a daze.

"This What is this place? "

"Where is this?"

Wu Hu looked at the scene in horror!

In front of the world of four blades and saws, the eye is full of blades and saws. In the distance, there are endless blades and saws. The road in front of us is composed of blades. What's more terrifying is that there is a mountain composed of blades and saws in the distance, towering into the clouds, with no end in sight!

"The sword saw hell!"

Seeing the mountain made up of knives and saws, Wu Hu's feet softened. He really went to the "sword and saw hell". At the thought of suffering such terrible torture for 10000 years, Wu Hu really seemed to die.It's a pity that he's dead now. He's a ghost now. He can't die any more.

"Get over there!"

With a cold voice falling, Wu Hu only felt his back was pushed down, and the whole person stepped out uncontrollably.

Wu Hu stepped on the knife.

"Ah..."

The sharp sword pierced Wu Hu. At that moment, the whole sole of his foot was cut open. The painful Wu Hu cried bitterly.

The pain made Wu Hu's body lose its balance, and the whole person fell forward uncontrollably. Under the action of instinct, Wu Hu quickly supported the ground with his hands.

However, the target was sharp knives all over the ground. Wu Hu wanted to withdraw his hands in horror, but it was too late.

"Poop, poop..."

With the sound of several cuts, Wu Hu's palm was cut by a knife, his fingers were cut off, and blood gushed out.

"Ah..."

The huge pain made Wu Hu roll in the pile of knives. As soon as he turned over, a layer of skin was directly cut down by the knife. In an instant, Wu Hu became a blood man!

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

Because of the great pain, Wu Hu instinctively rolled over, but there were sharp knives everywhere on the ground. Wherever he rolled, he was stabbed by sharp knives.

For a time, Wu Hu's flesh and blood were flying, and soon the whole person was cut into bones, and the bones were broken into pieces, and the blood dyed the place where Wu Hu rolled.

What makes Wu Hu most desperate is that no matter how much he feels the pain, the pain in his heart is that he can't faint or die.

Even if the head is punctured dozens of times by the knife, the brain comes out, still can't die, what you can feel is the stinging pain.

As if he could never get rid of the pain, even to pieces!

"Ah..."

With a sad cry, Wu Hu consciously pain in front of a black, lost consciousness.

I don't know why. At this moment, Wu Hu feels lucky. Now Wu Hu really doesn't want to be tortured like death any more.

"Dead at last. Is that the end of my soul?"

Before he lost consciousness, Wu Hu thought of it.

Wu Hu has never been so eager to die. Even if he has become a ghost, Wu Hu still wants to die.

But soon, Wu Hu found that his eyes were bright again, and he was still in the place where he had been thrown before, but this time he was above these sharp knives.

Wu Hu looked down and found in horror that his body was complete again!

"I I'm not dead yet? "

Wu Hu is desperate.

"There are only two ways to get out of the saber saw hell. The first is to be sent out of the saber saw hell when the sentence is over..."

At this time, Wu Hu's ears sounded the voice of ghost.

"And What about another one? "

Wu Hu asked in a hurry.

After all, Wu Hu remembered that his sentence was 10000 years.

Now Wu Hu doesn't want to stay here for a moment, let alone another 10000 years.

Wu Hu couldn't imagine that he would endure this kind of torture for ten thousand years.

"Another way is to step on the mountain of Dao and saw the sea. As long as you reach the end of the mountain of Dao and saw, you can leave the hell of Dao and saw and regain the chance of reincarnation."

The ghost's voice sounded in Wu Hu's ears again.

"To the end of the mountain of saws?"

Wu Hu read Tao subconsciously.

"If you want to go to the end of the saw mountain, you have a dream. Up to now, there is no sinner who can go to the end of the saw mountain. You can't be punished here."

With the voice of the ghost, Wu Hu's body suddenly fell down from the air, the blade into the meat, pain into the bone!

"Ah..."

Wu Hu screamed, again did not resist, rolling up, once again experienced a thousand cuts, flesh and blood, bone pain!

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