The underworld is empty, I enter the horror game to catch tricks

Chapter 129 The Eighteen Levels of Hell Disappear

Li Ling:?
Hear this.

In an instant, countless question marks seemed to appear on his forehead.

Li Ling looked at Meng Yu, his voice trembling: "Are you serious?"

Meng Yu nodded: "I'm serious."

Li Ling:.
silence.

long silence.

It was so silent that Meng Yu stood aside, feeling a little uncomfortable.

After a long time.

Li Ling finally spoke: "Do you know what I have experienced in the past month?"

I kept knocking on the sap, and kept grabbing medicinal materials, and even the administrators made special notes to warn me.
In the end, your mother told me that this scroll was painted by you 100 years ago?
Damn you! ! !

For an instant.

He felt like a clown.

So much hard work, just for the present, but in the end, I encountered such a result.

Why don't you just say you're kidding me.

Gone.

There's nothing left.

A sense of powerlessness surged up immediately.

Li Ling's eyes gradually revealed a bit of despair, and a breath of salted fish gradually spread out, which he never expected.

This female ghost lady looks like a ghost!
Damn.

What the hell!
During this month, he hardly had any rest. During the day, he stayed in the small room and started rushing silently. At night, he entered the horror game and started to catch tricks. The time management of the time management master was not as good as his own arrangement.

Even some 996 employees are not as tired as him.

That's it.

The sweet dream I had for a month was ruthlessly shattered.

Li Ling decided to start salting the fish severely in the next time.

The first thing to do is to watch all the new movies of Fukada and Mikami-sensei this month!

Feel this horrible breath.

Meng Yu's expression on the side changed instantly at this moment.

Can not be done.

Judging from this posture, the errand who finally persuaded to come back feels like it won't be long before he will turn into a salted fish
How can this work?

Meng Yu pondered for a while, and gradually blushed a little on his cheeks: "It's really impossible, in fact, there is still a beautiful young lady living in the underworld."

Li Ling frowned: "Who?"

Meng Yu played a charade: "It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of us."

Li Ling:?
After pondering for a while.

He tried to ask: "May I ask you this year's Guigeng?"

Meng Yu coughed twice: "Not counting these days in the underworld, he is only in his eighties."

Li Ling frowned: "What if it counts?"

Seeing this, Meng Yu began to count on his fingers: "One digit, two digits, three digits"

Seeing that there are more and more fingers raised up.

Li Ling couldn't help but his eyelids twitched wildly.

crooked day.

This is a bit outrageous.

He waved his hand: "Forget it, I can still adjust these small problems by myself."

Hear this.

Meng Yu frowned instead: "What do you mean?"

Li Ling:.
Facing a guy who can be his ancestor for more than ten generations.

He really didn't mean anything.

That's it.

A woman will only affect the speed at which she catches ghosts.

Put these things aside.

Walking in this Fengdu city.

Li Ling looked at the various scenes around him, and recalled a series of rumors about Yangjian in his mind, and inexplicably felt unreal.

He seemed to think of something: "A hundred years ago, when the underworld was not in ruins, were there many bad guys like me?"

Meng Yu fell into deep thought: "There are quite a lot of them, but most of them are not able to make it to the stage. It is estimated that almost all of them are dead now. Like you, you can accumulate so many achievements and successfully enter the underworld. There seems to be only one."

Hear this.

Li Ling immediately became interested: "Who?"

Meng Yu thought hard: "I only remember the specific name of the surname Yang, and I forgot. It's been too long. It's been more than 100 years now. I guess he should be dead."

"At that time, I remember that not long after he entered the underworld to register, he encountered a situation in which he lost contact with the mortal world. All those errands also lost contact, their names were even cleared, and there was no further contact. It was not until you that the situation appeared. Transfer."

"surname Yang."

Seeing this, Li Ling couldn't help but began to ponder.

You know, a hundred years ago was different from what it is now. At that time, although the ghosts hadn’t disappeared, there were no horror games. They relied on catching ghosts in the underworld, and their cumulative performance was enough to enter the underworld. That strength should be considered quite terrifying.

Unfortunately.

No matter how strong a person is, they can't stand the ravages of time. A hundred years have passed, and now it should be almost gone.

In this way, Li Ling controlled the will-o'-the-wisp in his body, and drifted towards the center of Fengdu City again.

To be honest, he had heard too many rumors about the underworld, some of which were similar, but there were still many rumors that had nothing to do with what Li Ling saw.

For example, it is said that there are [-] levels of hell in the underworld. After the death of those who have done evil, their souls will be exiled to the hell for execution.

but
Li Ling didn't see it.

Think of this.

Li Ling looked sideways at Meng Yu, a little curious: "I often heard rumors about the [-]th hell in Yangjian, but it seems to be false?
Hear this.

Meng Yu was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "The [-] layers of hell in the mortal world are not fake, they really exist."

"It's just that from the moment the underworld loses contact with the mortal world"

"Eighteen floors of hell have also lost contact and disappeared. Until now, no information related to it can be found."

"At the same time, the change of the underworld has a lot to do with the disappearance of the [-]th floor of hell."

Judging from the current accumulation of so much in the underworld, it doesn't matter if they are disconnected from the mortals for hundreds of years. The real reason for the downfall of the underworld is the inexplicable disappearance of the [-]th floor of hell.

Hear this.

Li Ling felt goose bumps all over his body.

Have the eighteen layers of hell disappeared?
Where did that go?

It seemed that he could see the doubt in the other party's eyes.

Meng Yu shook his head at this moment: "At that time, the fifth master and sixth master stayed in one of the eighteen floors of the hell."

"Then, the two of them also disappeared. Although there are still some relevant information recorded in the book, there is no way to contact them, as if they disappeared out of thin air."

"The King of Hades, including the two judges, was quite puzzled and confused about this matter. It seems that they used some method to explore. During the course of a hundred years, only some information was left."

"According to my feeling, the [-]th floor of hell is not like losing contact, but more of a feeling of being stolen."

After a long conversation.

Meng Yu shook his head and sighed: "But this is just my guess. What exactly happened, I should know when the two judges or Hades come back."

(End of this chapter)