Scenic Area Of ​​The Underworld? I Am On A Tour Group To The Underworld!

"Ah! It's over... Is it over!?"

"Can... can we go back??"

"I... am I not dreaming?"

"It's fake! It's all fake!"

When the tourists heard that they were going to go back, their eyes finally lit up.

They didn't know how this day had passed.

When they entered the first layer of the tongue-pulling hell, they were really scared.

Who knew that the first layer was just like playing house compared to the rest.

What a sea of ​​fire, a mountain of swords, and boiling in oil...

It's not an exaggeration to say that they vomited their intestines.

Halfway through, Shen Lian was worried that they would get sick from vomiting.

He even used the power of merit to comfort them.

He was afraid that this group of people would die in hell before they finished walking.

In order to avoid becoming a ghost, they would probably be scared again.

Using merit on them can be regarded as taking from tourists and using it for tourists.

Tang Guoguo felt that she had some understanding of Shen Lian, but after walking down one after another...

She refreshed Shen Lian's level of inhumanity.

Even Zhu Min, an old hand at the underworld, felt very uneasy after walking down the eighteen levels of hell.

Most of the locals in the underworld would pass by here more or less.

But except for those who were punished, who would run to the bottom?

Even he had not walked through all of them.

As Shen Lian led the people through the boundary gate and returned to the rotation layer again, their eyes regained their former spirit.

Many people recalled today's journey and felt scared.

Let alone experiencing all this personally...

Even what Shen Lian explained to everyone during this process...

They remembered it clearly.

There is nothing to explore about the authenticity of the underworld.

But the key to the problem is...

They will all come down after death, and the evil deeds they committed in the world...

They will definitely be punished in the eighteen levels of hell!

It is the first level of the tongue-pulling hell.

Anyone who slanders others, is slick, argues with clever words, and lies to deceive others...

After being judged by merit, they will be directly sent here.

At that time, many people knew about this and began to imagine that they would go to hell after they died.

They, or most people in the world, have these concepts.

Especially in the information age, not everyone is a keyboard warrior on the Internet...

Those people may not have these concepts, but after knowing these...

How can they continue to live with a normal mind?

Walking out of the gate, the mood of the tourists was much worse than before.

"Brother... those things we did up there..."

"Will we really go to hell after we come down?"

"It's over... I seem to have committed many crimes."

"What should I do... Can I not come after I die!"

Everyone thought of Shen Lian at the first time.

Since he has been here for so long, he must know the basic situation of the underworld.

So they want to know whether they will really go to the eighteen levels of hell after they die.

EXT......

In the Chunjiu Hell in the eighteen levels of hell, those who are punished are those who waste food and waste grains.

Even cursing and insulting others are counted...

Everyone has more or less touched this item.

Who dares to say that he has not violated all the rules in the eighteen levels of hell? Not only that, the speed of time in hell is simply despairing. Take the last level for example. One year in the world is 491.52 million years in there. This is just a unit for calculating the sentence. The total sentence will take 231928233 trillion 984 billion years!! What the hell!! The units here are almost never seen in the world! Even the decimals at the end are calculated in billions. Billions of years... They are extremely desperate when they think about it. So they are eager to know whether they will go to hell in the future. Even when they go back, they have to be careful with their words.

Shen Lian walked in front, talking as he walked.

"Don't worry, everyone will come down after death............"

Tourist:!!!

Everyone's face turned pale, and they were instantly frightened.

TE.....

Everyone asked you, because they wanted to hear you say something nice to comfort everyone............

You came up and said, 'Don't worry, everyone will come down.'

Who on earth would be at ease!!!

"Oh...I'm talking about the underworld...not hell."

"Going to hell is not that exaggerated."

"The good things everyone did before they died can offset these criminal laws to a certain extent.

"The old ghosts you saw were basically people who committed heinous crimes before they died. "

The tourists' moods were like a roller coaster, up and down.

It's okay...

If they were explained this way, they would be able to accept it more or less.

But when Shen Lian finished speaking, most people were frantically thinking back to their lives in their minds.

At this moment, they were already carefully counting the good and bad things they had done.

If good deeds cannot offset bad deeds.

They began to calculate how many good deeds they would need to do after they went up to avoid punishment.

"I...I must do good deeds every day when I go up!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Me too!"

"I have to wait for my family and friends to do good deeds too!"

Looking at their expressions, Shen Lian felt that the tourists' trip was not in vain.

Look!

What a profound educational significance!

"Okay, forget about that."

"It's a good idea now, but who knows what you will remember in ten or even several decades in the future... "

"You will still remember what you saw and heard today. "

Shen Lian didn't have high expectations for them.

Maybe these people will forget it after they go back.

"Absolutely not!!!"

"Of course! Who wants to go to hell!!!"

"It's impossible to forget! I will never forget what happened today in my life!"

Everyone immediately defended themselves.

That's the eighteenth level of hell!!

Everyone will die, including them.

So they are destined to go down, how could they want to go down and experience the punishment inside.

Shen Lian didn't say much and took the tourists back to the hotel.

At night, the tourists didn't know if it was because of today's experience.

Many people were not so afraid of the old ghost in the room.

Even when Shen Lian walked to the lobby at night, he found that no one was resting on the sofa in the lobby.

Well...it can be regarded as training their courage.

The next day, early in the morning.

When Shen Lian came down to eat breakfast, he found that they were waiting outside.

They were carrying large and small bags, with dark circles under their eyes, and they still didn't sleep well last night.

But they looked, Full of energy.

Seems to have recovered the cheerful and cheerful appearance when they came.

At this moment, everyone is about to board the bus to go home.

Nothing can make them happier than this.

Even many tourists are less afraid of Shen Lian.

Some even ran to take photos with Shen Lian and Bede.

During these days of playing, they have seen many scenes that living people have never seen.

They have also seen those ancestors who left a strong mark in history.

Just from the attitude of those weird officials in the underworld towards Shen Lian.

Let alone other things, just look at the way people talk and laugh with Meng Po.

If there are ordinary officials in the underworld, how many can get to be like Shen Lian.

Many people also gossip.......

The tour guide may have a relationship with Meng Po......

Hiss... Taboo love.

Too exciting!

So Shen Lian's identity in the underworld is absolutely unimaginable!

Maybe after returning, they will not have any intersection with him in this life, or even in the next life.

Now is the last chance to contact him.

They even planned to take a photo with Shen Lian, then take it back and frame it and worship it.

When they are about to die, they will ask their descendants to burn the photo and bring it to themselves.

In this way, they can still have Shen Lian's photo in the underworld.

If something happens, this photo may be helpful!

If Shen Lian knew what they were thinking, he would definitely give them a good beating.

Damn!

He is not dead yet!

"Brother, come closer!"

"Tour guide! Smile!"

"Come on, 3...2...1, eggplant!"

He did not refuse everyone's enthusiasm.

He stood at the door and everyone took photos, and Zhu Min drove the bus to the parking lot.

When everyone saw the bus, they were not in a hurry at all.

They pulled Zhu Min and insisted on taking photos with him.

Are you kidding!

Before, they all thought Zhu Min's identity was fake.

After knowing the truth, they immediately became very interested in him.

Although he has no name in history, he is the grandson of Emperor Chongzhen anyway.

Or the tour guide's employees.

Who knows, after they get off, they may have become high officials in the underworld.

Zhu Min didn't expect these living people to be so enthusiastic.

Finally, he took a photo with them.

When Shen Lian got on the bus, everyone had already sat in their seats.

"This journey... is over!"

"After passing the underworld toll station, we will arrive in the world of the living."

Hearing Shen Lian's words, everyone waved their arms and cheered.

"Great!!"

"Finally going back!!"

"Tour guide, don't worry, I will do what I told you before."

"When I go back, I will definitely introduce my roommate to help you with your sales!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I will ask my husband to come too!"

Shen Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this.

Good guy!

You are going back to introduce relatives and friends?

No, why are you bringing a filial son!?

You are suffering because you want your relatives and friends to suffer, right?

But thinking of the subsequent arrangements for the underworld tour route, Shen Lian still said to everyone.

"Okay, but I may not be the one leading the group."

"If you still want to come, you can sign up next time."

When everyone heard that Shen Lian would not lead the group later, a hint of disappointment flashed in their eyes.

As the bus drove on, everyone felt a little regretful.

Many people also felt it was a pity.

Before, they had been playing from the perspective of a horror theme park.

After learning the truth at Naihe Bridge, they went to visit the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

At that time, everyone was scared and had no intention of playing.

So most of the details of the underworld were not noticed by everyone.

Even most people didn't even buy a souvenir.

It was not easy to come to the underworld once...

They had nothing else to commemorate except the photos in their mobile phones.

It was too regrettable to think about it.

Of course, this was also everyone's feeling after the trip.

As for what Shen Lian said, if it was fun, they could come again next time...

Sorry, they really couldn't come at all.

The performance of the underworld tourism should be left to their relatives and friends.

Along the way, everyone enthusiastically discussed the wonderful experiences of these days.

Especially Ma Siyuan, everyone laughed even more happily when they remembered that he and his grandfather had a fight on the street.

"Hahahaha, Ma Siyuan is really your grandfather!"

"Good fellow, I thought he was provoking Xiao Ma before."

"Ma Siyuan, I'm telling you to go back and burn some yellow paper with your grandfather."

"Don't use fake banknotes all day long, look how miserable the old man is down there."

Ma Siyuan was blushing after being told so by everyone.

At this moment, he truly understood the meaning of social death.

However, based on his excellent bloodline, Ma Siyuan caught a person next to him and started to fight back.

"Chen Yuan, you are a group!"

"You used carrots during puberty..."

"No way, no way?"

"You are not from Nantong, right?"

Ma Siyuan told them about their experience on the mirror stage.

So, more people began to dig up each other's black history.

The painting style in the bus was about to become a large-scale social death scene.

Tang Guoguo looked at the red spider lilies outside the window, took out a notebook, and carefully described it.

She laughed when she thought of the absurd guess.

It was really an unforgettable journey...

As the bus drove out of the toll station, everyone felt empty in their hearts for some reason.

But everyone also realized...

There is a signal!! 433 They can use their mobile phones!

All kinds of message notification sounds suddenly rang in the car.

It was also good that when Shen Lian came in before, he asked them to explain to their relatives and friends.

Otherwise, if a few of them suddenly disappeared, their relatives and friends would really think that they were deceived and taken to a Southeast Asian country.

Everyone had dozens of missed calls and unread messages on their phones.

If they didn't reply to the messages, they would probably have to report it to the police.

Tang Guoguo opened his phone and saw that many people contacted him.

Among them was his father.

[Feng Qingyundan: Guoguo, did you have fun traveling?]

[Feng Qingyundan: Guoguo, have you eaten?]

[Feng Qingyundan: Why didn't you reply to the message for four days?]

[Feng Qingyundan: Guoguo... where did you go? Don't scare dad.]

Tang Guoguo must have been very anxious when she saw so many messages from her father.

She took a photo with Zhou Wenwen and sent it to her father.

[Candy: Picture jpg.]

[Candy: On the way home, the scenic spot... the signal was not very good.]

Tang Guoguo didn't know how to describe this trip to his father, but after thinking about it, he still found a photo from his phone and sent it to him.

It also had a hint of showing off.

[Candy: I'll show you something good. ]

[Candy: Imperial Seal jpg.]

On the other end of the phone, Tang Jingchuan was relieved when he saw the message from his daughter.

He had finally let go of his worries after so many days.

But when he saw the photo of the Imperial Seal, he was silent.

After a long time, he sent a message to Tang Guoguo.

[Feng Qingyundan: Haha, I'm glad you're fine. ]

[Feng Qingyundan: This Imperial Seal...is a good imitation. ]

Tang Guoguo's family is relatively well-off, and her father is a collector of antiques.

He has some research on old objects.

When Tang Jingchuan saw Tang Guoguo's photo for the first time, he realized that the Imperial Seal really looked like that.

As he continued to look at it, he felt something was wrong.

[Feng Qingyundan: Guoguo, where did you take this photo??]

[Candy: It's not an imitation. ]

[Candy: The scenic area museum, many collections are not available outside...]

[Candy: You should like it, but I don't recommend you to come. 】

【Feng Qingyundan:?】

【Feng Qingyundan: This is impossible!!】

Faced with her father's doubts, Tang Guoguo stopped replying.

But Tang Jingchuan on the other end felt very ridiculous.

The imperial seal??

The original??

There are many collections in the scenic area museum that are not available outside………………

How big is the face of the scenic area you went to!?

If the real thing can still be placed in the museum in the corner?

Tang Jingchuan guessed that his daughter should go to some unknown tourist attraction.

And it is very likely that she will be cheated by unscrupulous tour guides and locals.

Tang Jingchuan turned out the group photo that Tang Guoguo had just sent, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Forget it, I'll give up when I come back... It's good to come back."

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