This fox fairy is too inhuman

Chapter 33 Which side is the real hell?
"Oh, this is still fresh."

When the light appeared in Ren Yidao's eyes again, he found himself in a long queue.

clap la la...

The sound of chains colliding came from all around, and the cold air cut across the scars on his face like a blade.

After touching around the scabbed wound, Ren Yidao found the words imprinted on his cheeks.

"Death Row."

But the scene in front of him is not what the conscripted mortal laborers can see.

There was a huge oil pan on the left side, with countless evil ghosts whose faces could not be seen rolling inside, howling incessantly.

Their faces also have words engraved on them - death row prisoners.

Ren Yidao looked to the right again, there was a forest of burning red copper pillars, each of which was tied with a prisoner, and there were little ghosts constantly fanning the flames.

The punishment of pulling out the tongue, the punishment of the iron tree, the punishment of the scissors, the punishment of the mountain of knives...

All kinds of terrible punishments are constantly being staged in this vast and dark space, and the wailing of the prisoners can be heard endlessly.

And Ren Yidao was one of the people who was about to be tortured.

"Yeah~ No! It's so scary——"

Contributing to the atmosphere, he yelled twice, and Ren Yidao sighed in dismay:

"Still, not strong enough."

Ren Yidao walked aside, raised his hand to fish out a prisoner from the oil pan, pulled his hair and pushed him in.

He kindly smiled at the stunned little ghost beside him, and began to guide:

"Press and hold, stop for 30 seconds and then start again, but don't do 30 seconds every time, change the duration from time to time."

"This way they will be really desperate, come on, try."

Although these evil ghost punishments may seem scary, if you look closely, you will find loopholes in them.

Emptiness has its form, but it has no spirit.

"The real screams are more miserable than this one, and some of them can't scream at all."

"It looks like it hasn't really been beaten by the society, and can only be constructed through picture books and imagination."

young.

But being able to do this in the human realm is actually pretty good.

Duan Xiaoling is worthy of being the most outstanding disciple of Lingxu Peak's generation.

Without Ren Yidao, a monster that cannot be treated with common sense, she might have been the one who would carry the banner of the spiritual way of the Shinto sect in the future.

Duan Xiaoling is already very good, but Ren Yidao feels that it is not enough and she can do better.

"Let the uncle come to help you!"

"Just let you see what the real hell is."

Come on, boy.

Accept the pain!
Know pain!
Feel the pain!
Finally...become pain!

He raised his hand, pointed to where Duan Xiaoling was originally sitting, and said softly:
"The world."

……

……

While Ren Yidao was experiencing the illusion, Duan Xiaoling over there also entered an illusion.

Unlike the terrifying hell she tried so hard to build, the space in front of Duan Xiaoling didn't look dangerous at all.

The empty room contained nothing but a square box, a table and a bed.

"Is this...an illusion? But, why isn't there any danger?"

Duan Xiaoling glanced around cautiously, but still found no danger.

There were no ghosts, no axes, and no screams or cries could be heard.

Except for a pungent smell in the air, everything is white and peaceful.

"Where is this place?"

Ren Yidao constructed this illusion, is there any deep meaning?

While she was searching cautiously, she suddenly heard a conversation coming from outside the door.

It seems like two men?
Duan Xiaoling walked carefully to the door and listened.

One of the men's voice was slightly younger, and he said slowly:

"My company hasn't paid my social security this year, and my wages are in arrears for more than half a year. My wife gave birth to a baby last month."

The other voice sounded old and hoarse. He coughed hard twice before saying with difficulty:

"Give birth? Congratulations, ahem..."

The young man let out a long sigh and said in a dead voice:
"Congratulations, it's two boys, both of whom have congenital diseases, and are currently in the intensive care unit, burning money every minute."

What are they talking about?
Why can't I understand?

Duan Xiaoling couldn't understand some nouns, but generally the meaning was understandable, and she continued to listen while frowning.

The old man comforted:
"But there is always hope, ahem, the couple can always get through it together."

Hearing this sentence, the young man became a little bit more energetic:
"Yes, my wife is a very strong woman, she has been persuading me to look away..."

Ding ding ding.

"Sorry, I'll take a call."

"Hello? What's the matter, daughter-in-law, I went out to collect money, you... what? Okay, I see, I'll be there in a while. "

Next, there was a long silence, and the old man did not speak to urge him, but kept coughing, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

Finally, after Duan Xiaoling got impatient, the young man spoke slowly:
"My wife, with all the money in the family, got on the plane with her ex-boyfriend this morning."

The old man sighed:
"...It is only one that can be freed."

The young man laughed, with a cry in his voice:

"It would be great if she really ran away! There was an accident on the plane, and they asked me to claim the body... Hahahaha! It's better now, she is really free."

He laughed, then burst into tears, hammering his knees hard.

Ding ding ding.

A third, smaller voice growled:

"Where the hell are you? Is your wife dead or is your son dead!? Why the hell are you asking for leave again?"

"Your salary for this month has been deducted. You should go to the finance department to make up for the fine, otherwise it won't be as good as you-"

beep, beep...

After a while, the young man calmed down a bit and asked the old man:

"What about you? Why are you here?"

Ugh……

The old man was much calmer than the young man, and said calmly:
"I have advanced lung cancer, which cannot be cured."

"In order to cure this disease, my daughter sold her house and is about to divorce her son-in-law."

"This useless old thing like me, ahem, has brought down two families."

The old man's tone was calm, but there was a despair in his voice that could not be ignored.

"Yesterday my daughter went out to borrow usury again, and my son-in-law knelt down and told me, begging me to let him and the children live."

"He told me to find a place to die by myself and stop dragging other people down."

"I think he's right."

"I ended up here thinking I could finally save them some money."

Duan Xiaoling couldn't understand too much, but she could feel the despair of the two people, and a kind of fear from the bottom of her heart kept spreading in her heart.

"What do you think they want us for? Organs?"

The young man returned to his initial lifelessness, and mocked:

"I don't know, maybe it's to satisfy some perverted preferences? I don't care, I'm useless in this life, as long as my sons can survive..."

"Good days are yet to come!"

No no no, I can't listen anymore!
When Duan Xiaoling was about to escape, a soft sound came from the sealed square box behind her.

and a faint cry:

"Mom, mom, I hurt..."

"It's so dark in here, I'm so scared!"

Suddenly, the box began to fade, gradually revealing a pair of pitch-black eyes...

click.

As if a string in her brain was completely broken, Duan Xiaoling burst out with the biggest scream in her life!
"No ah ah ah!!!"

……

……

"Hurry up! Pull out your tongue directly! Don't drag your feet!"

"No! You have to go a little slower, understand? You want him to clearly feel a little bit of separation. The focus is on the process. Do you understand the process?"

"Improvement of the copper pillar? Little idiot, water it on it. The high-temperature steam is very refreshing!"

Under the banner of "Senluo Hell·Phase [-] Renovation Plan", Ren Yidao, who was wearing a red safety helmet and commanding everywhere, stopped for a moment.

He seemed to hear Duan Xiaoling's screams and laughed happily.

"Nephew Duan, what do you think..."

he asked:
"Which side is the real hell?"

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