Dirty Games

"Help -- help --" she screamed like a pig.

She didn't know that this island on the high seas was a private domain, and no ship would come near, and no one would hear her cry even if she broke her voice.

In the dense jungle, there is a blockhouse like building.

Murong Yanyan was locked into a small dark room. There was no light in it. She could not see her fingers.

She screamed and screamed for her life in it. She was so frightened that she almost lost her soul.

She didn't know what was going on, or what the other party was trying to do. She just felt that death was approaching her.

All night, though she could not see anything, she did not dare to open her eyes, for fear that once she closed her eyes, she would never wake up again.

Time seems to be still and the darkness is endless.

She felt that after a long time, the iron door was finally opened, and there was a dim light.

A sinister voice came from the outside: "what's the use of catching such an old woman? No one wants to sell it to the kiln."

"What about that?" This is another voice.

"Kill, throw into the sea fish."

As the voice fell, a black shadow moved over, with a sharp dagger in his hand.

The point of the knife sent out a very ferocious cold light in the faint light.

"Don't kill me. I'm Du's wife. My name is Murong Yanyan. I have a lot of money. I can give you money, whatever you want."

She's afraid of death. She's scared to death.

The shadow doesn't pay attention to her, raises the knife and cuts down

Murong Yanyan doesn't know when she woke up.

It was very dark all around, and there was endless yellow sand all over the place. A cold wind was blowing and the dust was flying, which fascinated her eyes.

"What is this place?"

She wanted to sit up, but her body seemed to be no longer her own, with no sense at all.

Two men came to her, one in a white robe with long hair and no blood on his face, just like a ghost.

Another one was in a black robe, his whole face black, like charred black charcoal.

Murong Yan looked at them and felt that they were like the legendary black and white impermanence.

They lifted her arm and dragged it across the sand like a corpse.

Their fingers were as cold as ice, without any temperature.

"Who are you and where is this?" She screamed with fright.

"There's so much nonsense when you're dead." The voice of the woman in white is ferocious.

Dead? She's dead?

Murong Yanyan all over the body swept violent spasm, "you nonsense, I am not dead, how can I die?"

"That's what everyone in the netherworld says." The man in black smiles coldly.

Murong Yanyan's facial features are ugly and twisted into a ball.

She remembers that she was kidnapped, and the gangsters slashed at her with a knife.

Is she really dead, cut to death?

"No, I don't want to die. I'm not reconciled. I have a lot of things to do. I don't want to die. Please let me go back. Please!" She wailed.

She's not willing. She's not.

She hasn't got the Du family and killed Jing Xiaomeng. How could she die like this?

"I can't go back. I still think about what I've done in front of me. Can I go to hell?" White robed woman slowly leisurely said.

"I haven't done anything bad. I'm a good man. I'm a good man." Murong Yanyan sobbed.

Not far away, is an ancient ruins.

After entering, she was thrown on the cold floor.

A beautiful woman came out of the dark.

She wore a white dress and swayed the floor like a demon.

Murong Yanyan recognized her at a glance.

"You Are you Xia Aoshuang

"This is Meng Po." Said the woman in white.

"Meng Po? How do you look as like as two peas? Murong Yanyan's paralyzed and stiff body twitched nervously.

"My previous life was called Xia Aoshuang, but now I am the 42nd menpo." Meng po said, "Murong Yanyan, I have been waiting for you here for a long time. You have finally come to report."

She unfolded the life and death sheet on the table.

"We both know what you've done, but according to the procedure of the netherworld, I'm going to read your crimes in the sun."

"Twenty six years ago, you colluded with Xu Tao to murder Xia Aoshuang, Xia Aoran and Fang yongchan in order to be superior, and then killed Xu Tao..." Before her voice dropped, Murong Yanyan called out, "I didn't kill Xu Tao, but the killer invited by Shangguan nianqiu."

"Besides Xu Tao, there are three lives left." Menpo Tao.

Murong Yanyan burst into tears and snivel. At this time, she was really afraid.She didn't want to go to hell.

"I'm also forced to be helpless. The world in the sun is too cruel. Either you die or I die. If I don't, I will die. In fact, all these years, my heart has not been peaceful for a moment. I have nightmares every day, which is a punishment for me. You are now a menpo, and you are a civil servant. It's very good. We can write off the hatred we had before. "

"Your crime is not finished. This is your first crime. In the second crime, after you murdered Xia Aoshuang, you worried about the east window incident, and killed Xu Ming, Xu Tao's brother, your fighter husband. " Said Meng Po.

"It's his fault. He's blackmailing me. It's endless. He's damned." Murong Yan sophisticated.

Meng Po looked at her coldly, "the third crime, your attempt to murder Du Yunsheng, made him unconscious. The fourth crime is that you collude with Naja to make a yacht explosion and murder Du Chengxi. "

Murong Yanyan's face was as pale as marble, and her lips were white, without a trace of blood.

"Did you see your son Du Chengxi in his previous life?"

"He won't report here. I scratched his name in the life and death book. No matter what you do, you can't kill him." Meng Po sneered and her eyes flashed with cold light.

Murong Yanyan's ugly facial features twisted together.

"You This is called the abuse of power for personal gain. If Yama knows about it, he will punish you. "

"This is my territory. I can do anything I want." Meng Po snorted, "you have done so many evil things. According to the law of the underworld, you should go down to the hell on the 18th floor. After drinking Mengpo soup, you should go on your way."

She went to a big pot, picked up a wooden spoon and stirred the soup inside. "Mengpo soup is led by eight tears, one drop of raw tears, two money old tears, three bitter tears, four regret tears, five inch Acacia tears, six cups of sick tears, seven feet parting tears, and one is Meng Po's sad tears."

She scooped up a bowl and went to Murong Yanyan, "drink it, drink it and cut off the memory of previous lives. It will take you a long time to go down to the 18th floor of hell. It will take at least 1500 years for you to enter the six ways of reincarnation. Even if you are reincarnated, you can only go to the animal road and you can't be reincarnated again."

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