The Heaven’s Jailer

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"Yes!" Liu Lang slapped his thigh when he saw the height of the passage five or six meters above and below, "Judge Zhong, what do you think about building a bridge in the middle of this passage, go out on the bridge, enter under the bridge, just put up a sign If there is no need for someone to direct, there will be no conflict."

The channel was opened up by several Celestial Venerables, and the size must not be changed. Therefore, we can only consider how to use this limited space more effectively. Left and right cannot be changed, but up and down, this passage is relatively high, and a bridge is built in the middle, so there is no problem in passing up and down at the same time.

This is the same way to deal with traffic congestion in big cities in the world. If there is no room for development on the ground, just look up and down, and build subways or viaducts. It is impossible to dig underground holes for this passage, so there is only one way left, and that is to build bridges .

"Bridge repair?"

Zhong Kui was taken aback, then nodded after a while, "This method is feasible! But for this kind of matter, you have to ask Yama for instructions."

"It must be done as soon as possible, or tomorrow will be a mess." The bull head and horse face urged.

"Then I will go to Yan Luowang to implement this matter now." Zhong Kui did not go out of the ghost gate, and went back the same way, went to Yan Luocheng to talk to Yan Luowang about the bridge repair.

"I hope it will come true!" Looking at Zhong Kui's back, the bull's head and horse's face were full of anticipation.

Liu Lang asked them to direct the traffic, and they didn't think too much about it. Now that I think about it, it's really dangerous. The conflict between the Ten Temples of Hades is actually very big. Maybe there will be a fight. After all, it is not right for them to direct the traffic, and it is normal for people not to listen.

Therefore, even if there is another traffic jam tomorrow, they dare to direct traffic again.

At twelve o'clock at noon, with the last ghost being recruited into the service ghost talisman, today's reception of new ghost gōngzuò was completed on time.

"Brother Liu, let's go, I'll take you to see the real 18 levels of hell." After putting away the tablet computer, Niutou Mamian took Liu Lang back to the 18 levels of hell.

Yesterday, they were all active on the first floor, or the lower floor is more appropriate, but the real hell is actually the eighteenth floor above, where the real prisoners are locked.

Arranging the new ghosts received today into the empty room on the first floor, Liu Lang and Niutau Ma walked up to the first floor of the 18th hell. As soon as he entered this floor, Liu Lang immediately felt a gloomy air coming over his face. Looking around, in the dark environment, there is a prison cell divided by iron bars.

The cell is rough,

Not even a bed.

"It finally feels like a prison." Liu Lang secretly thought that although the previous floor was also used to detain newly arrived ghosts, it was more like an ordinary residence, full of life. Here it is completely different.

Liu Lang couldn't help looking at a prisoner. Although only the soul body remained, the prisoner looked no different from a living person in the mortal world, and it was so real.

Prisoners should be wearing prison uniforms uniformly issued by hell, gray trousers and jackets, with a big word written on them, I don’t know if it means they are prisoners on the first floor.

"The first level of the 18 levels of hell is also called Tongue Pulling Hell." Niutou explained beside him.

"Tongue pulling hell? What do you mean?" Liu Lang asked curiously.

"Anyone alive who sows discord, slanders, slicks, argues, and deceives others will be thrown into this tongue-pulling hell after death, where the ghosts will tear open the mouths of those who come, and use iron tongs Clamp the tongue, and then slowly pull it out." Ma Mian interjected.

"This punishment is severe enough." Liu Lang couldn't help swallowing.

At this moment, two ghost servants pushed a prisoner into a cell next to him. Liu Lang watched helplessly as a ghost clenched the prisoner's mouth and another prisoner put the iron tongs into his mouth , pulling out the tongue bit by bit, longer and longer, and finally ripped off, the prisoner wailed in pain, his mouth was full of blood.

"You must not talk too much when you are alive, but you will suffer when you are dead!" Liu Lang couldn't bear to look at it.

In the past two days in Hell, apart from meeting Zheng Yi, which made him a little uncomfortable, the place is actually peaceful. Liu Lang thought Hell was not as scary as he imagined, but now he realized that he was totally wrong.

And this is only the first level, and it is estimated that there will be more severe punishments later.

Walking around in the Tongue Pulling Hell, all eyes are prisoners without tongues, and Hell does not know what method is used, the wound will not heal, so after the prisoner has his tongue pulled out, the pain will continue until he is released after serving his sentence and sent to reincarnation .

"This is just the most common punishment, and there are even harsher ones in the meeting." The bull-headed horse-face was no longer surprised, and brought Liu Lang to the second floor of the 18th hell.

The second layer is called scissors hell.

It is specially designed to punish those pimps, such as Wang Po, who was a bridge between Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian, will definitely be imprisoned in scissors hell after death.

The punishment in Hell of Scissors is very simple. Ten fingers are cut off. And just like the tongue-pulling hell on the first floor, the pain continues forever.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Lang went to the third level of Iron Tree Hell. In each cell of Iron Tree Hell, there was an iron tree tied with a sharp blade. The sharp blade was picked from under the skin of the prisoner's back and hung on the tree. Let Liu Lang be shocked.

After that, there is the fourth level of evil mirror hell, the fifth level of steamer hell, the sixth level of copper pillar hell, the seventh level of knife mountain hell, the eighth level of iceberg hell, the ninth level of oil pan hell, the tenth level of bull pit hell, and the seventh level of hell. The eleventh floor of stone pressure hell, the twelfth floor of mortar hell, the thirteenth floor of blood pool hell, the fourteenth floor of vain death hell, the fifteenth floor of punishment hell, the sixteenth floor of volcanic hell, and the seventeenth floor of graphite hell , the eighteenth floor of Saw Hell.

It took nearly two hours for Liu Lang to take a rough look at the 18 levels of hell, and saw countless unimaginable tortures. Only now did he know that the so-called top ten tortures in the mortal world are nothing compared to hell. one grade.

The key advantage of hell is that no matter how tortured, the prisoner will not die, let alone faint. Because of this, the pain the prisoner has to endure is hundreds of times and thousands of times that of the earth.

Although Liu Lang came to exchange and study, none of these punishments can be learned. The immortals in the mortal prison are all immortals, and they are not death sentences. They will be released in a short time. Can't face it at all.

The reason why such punishments are dared to be used in hell is because after serving their sentences, these prisoners have to drink a bowl of Mengpo soup before being sent to reincarnation, so that these ghost messengers don't have to worry about being hit bàofù at all.

"Let's go down!" After watching those bloody scenes, Liu Lang felt that he couldn't eat the instant noodles at night. Urging the bull head and horse face to go down quickly.

The bull-headed horse nodded, and the three of them quickly descended from the eighteenth floor to the negative floor.

"Who checked the identity of the new ghost today!" Zheng Yi, who was interrogating the ghost, said in a cold voice when he saw Niutou Mamian and Liu Lang coming down. (To be continued.)