Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 208 Eighteen layers of hell, lightning strikes ghosts!

Next, Lee Do-hyun observes that not all the ghosts are escorted to one place and split into two halfway.

Some of them were old people and children, and they were escorted to the east, where a ghost town could be vaguely seen.

In addition, the souls of young men and women, without exception, were all escorted to the west, without any trial of good and evil, and went directly to hell.

The ghost messenger first fed them a bowl of soup. They thought it was Meng Po soup, but it turned out to be sour and spicy, and they did not lose their memory after drinking it.

After drinking the soup, ghost messengers drove them into hell.

A ghost protested loudly, thinking that he should not be tortured by the underworld because of his good deeds all his life, but after being whipped dozens of times by the ghost guard with an iron whip, he immediately calmed down.

Under the torture, none of the young men and women dared to resist. They trembled with helplessness and despair in their eyes.

The first level of hell is tongue pulling hell.

If in the past, only those who often sow discord and slander and tell lies in the yang world would go to this hell and suffer the pain of having their tongues pulled out, but now, regardless of gender, all of them have their tongues pulled out, and the scene is very bloody.

These tongues are stored away, I don't know what to do with them.

The second floor is the hell of scissors. The fingers of the dead souls are cut off, and they become people without tongues and hands. They are extremely painful, but they can't even scream.

The third floor is the Iron Tree Hell, where the dead souls are stripped of their clothes, hung on it, and dried in the sun.

The fourth floor is the evil mirror hell. Dozens of copper mirrors emit hot light, roasting the bodies of the dead souls.

The fifth floor is the steamer hell, and the sixth floor is the copper pillar hell. The red-hot copper pillars will rotate automatically, like a barbecue grill.

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Along the way, Li Daoxuan and Lu Chunliang witnessed countless tragedies.

He was fine, Lu Chunliang's legs were already weak, and he had to be supported by Li Daoxuan to walk.

"These ghost messengers are really beasts. One day, sooner or later, let them experience these tortures for themselves!"

As soon as Li Daoxuan finished speaking, Lu Chunliang quickly covered his mouth, and was relieved when he saw that the ghost guard hadn't found him.

"Brother, even if I beg you, let's go quickly, we can't control these things!"

Lu Chunliang also sympathized with the suffering of these dead souls, but he had to let go of his kindness. In the current situation, it would be good if he could protect himself.

I can only hurry forward to see if I can find a shortcut to get out.

He had heard from his master that among the [-] floors of hell, there is actually a balcony hidden, where it is said that one can return to the underworld.

The two continued to move forward and came to the iceberg hell.

There is a three-headed vicious dog guarding the gate of this layer of hell. It is shaped like a liger, and its three heads are looking around, constantly patrolling, meticulous.

In the iceberg hell, Lee Daoxuan saw an astonishing scene.

I saw that the tongues that were pulled out and the fingers that were cut off were all frozen here.

There are also fried meat strips in the oil pan hell, cut meat slices in the knife mountain hell, and barbecue in the copper pillar hell...

Li Daoxuan finally understood the function of these eighteen layers of hell.

The so-called Iceberg Hell is actually equivalent to a huge cold room, where ghosts and gods are hidden... food!
Tongue pulling, finger cutting, steaming, grilling, frying...

The so-called [-]-story hell is like a food cooking place, where those dead souls are made into food, and those who cannot eat are stored in the iceberg hell.

And the bowl of sour and spicy soup that the dead souls drank before going to hell was not Mengpo soup, but seasoning, the kind that removes fishy smell and enhances freshness.

A chill rose from behind Li Daoxuan.

The realm of the underworld has long ceased to be the underworld where the good and the evil are rewarded and punished, but has become... a kitchen for cooking the souls of the dead!

As for those old people and children who were driven to the city, I am afraid that it is not because of the kindness of the ghost messengers, but for other purposes.

Perhaps in the eyes of ghost messengers, the souls of young men and women are the most delicious.

Looking at the "food" piled up like a mountain, Li Daoxuan's eyes became more and more murderous, and the Taoist robe on his body was automatic without wind.

Isn't this cannibalism in another sense?
A few ghost messengers came in, holding a bloody steel fork with a section of intestine hanging from it, laughing happily, and stuffed their tongues and fingers into their mouths.

The blood burst out, but they didn't take it seriously, they ate it happily, and even threw a few fingers to feed the three-headed vicious dog.

A trace of lightning appeared in Li Daoxuan's eyes. At this moment, the anger in his heart was rising little by little, and he was ready to strike down the demon.

In Li Daoxuan's eyes, these so-called ghosts are no different from monsters, and they are even more hateful than monsters.

However, at this moment, there was a bang.

The ghost messengers and the three-headed vicious dog immediately changed their expressions, staring at one direction with suspicion.

"who is it?"

They quietly held the steel fork next to them.

The three vicious dogs opened their blood-red pupils, sniffed the air carefully, and walked in that direction little by little, their sharp claws scratching out traces on the ice.

Lu Chunliang's face turned dark.

He was walking on the ice just now, slipped accidentally, and fell to the ground. Because he was relatively fat, the movement was quite loud.

Seeing the three vicious dogs and ghost messengers surrounding him, a ruthless look flashed in Lu Chunliang's eyes.

He jumped up, took out a blue bead from his bosom, and threw it at the ghost messengers.

"Brother, let's go!"

He shouted loudly, pulled up Li Daoxuan's sleeve, and pasted a talisman on him.

Maoshan armored horse talisman, after sticking it on, can be as light as a swallow, and can travel three thousand miles a day!

The next moment, with a loud bang, the cyan bead burst out with thunderbolts, which shocked the ghost messengers and the three-headed vicious dog into trembling bodies, emitting black smoke.

"Hurry up, I only have one of the five Thunder Orbs, so I can only hold them back temporarily!"

Lu Chunliang shouted loudly, the thunder power of the five thunder beads is not strong, it is probably equivalent to the level of the second grade five thunder talisman.

Li Daoxuan's heart moved. His master told him about the five thunder beads. It is said that this kind of magic weapon can only be refined by those who practice the five thunder charms.

Equivalent to a simplified version of the Five Thunder Talisman, it does not require mana and can be used with just a throw.

It seems that the person who gave Lu Chunliang the Five Thunder Orbs was either someone from Longhushan, or a friend of an expert in Longhushan.

But Li Daoxuan didn't intend to run away, he had already launched a murderous plan towards these demon-like messengers.

With the cover of the thunder light, he calmly played a Five Thunder Talisman, which landed at the feet of those ghost messengers.

Make a trick, attract thunder!
Boom!

A thunderbolt as thick as a bucket struck down, and the bright thunderlight illuminated the entire iceberg hell. The power of the thunderbolt, which was as strong as the sun, melted the solid ice and smashed all the monsters!
After stepping into the Yin God Realm, Li Daoxuan also had a new understanding of Leifa, and his Five Thunder Talisman was already very close to the fifth grade.

Compared with this terrifying thunderbolt, the so-called five thunderballs are nothing more than a trivial matter.

Those ghost messengers lost their souls in an instant, leaving a huge pit of more than ten feet in the icy hell.

Only the three-headed vicious dog with tenacious vitality survived, but it was also dying, the lower half of its body disappeared, and two of the three heads were turned into coke.

It sticks out its tongue, and its body is still shaking.

Li Daoxuan walked over, picked up the broken steel fork on the ground, and stabbed it hard into its eye socket.

The three vicious dogs screamed and died completely.

Li Daoxuan turned his head and praised: "Brother Lu, that bead of yours is really powerful!"

Lu Chunliang was dumbfounded, looking at the charred ground.

How can the power of these five thunder beads be so much stronger than what the master said?
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　Thank you Nanfeng for knowing what I want, a reward of one hundred, so heartfelt!

　　
　
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