Chapter 101 Soul Lighting...

Hell Palace.

Ten halls hang high.

The hall is like a blue sky, boundless up and down, overhead is the endless expanse of the galaxy that will never clear up, underfoot is the eighteen layers of hell with tongue-pulling oil pans, surrounded by 3,000 weak waters that cannot flow.

People walking in it, their feet are clearly stepping on the ground, but they seem to be stepping on a piece of transparent glass. The skin and cramps underneath, the knife mountain and the oil pan can all be seen clearly, and it seems that they will fall at any time.

The low and lingering sound of the verdict of the ghosts below and the hysterical screams of the big ghosts and the little ghosts complemented each other, forming a unique landscape.

The judge was stunned for a moment, knowing that this was the opening of the "Tongdi Eye", he glanced at Zhao Yunlan with some unease, and silently stepped aside with a ghost to stand up - the Tongdi Eye is usually closed, and the Palace of the King of Hell The people here can't see the matter of the eighteen layers of hell below, and only when the sinful soul refuses to surrender, it will be revealed to show an example.

Really...not hospitality.

Zhu Hong grabbed Zhao Yunlan's arm. If it wasn't for the thick clothes, her ten slender fingers would almost get stuck in Zhao Yunlan's flesh. All the Kings of Hell in the Ten Halls had ghastly faces, condescendingly hanging from the walls of the Ten Halls. Looking down, Pingbai gives a certain feeling of green face and fangs.

Right at their feet, Zhu Hong saw a rickety man tied to a post with his own eyes. One of the two little devils was holding him while the other opened his mouth. Gān's withered hand stuck into the man's mouth, and the little devil was sharp. The laughter and the unbearable wailing exploded together, Zhu Hong was shocked, and his palms were cold.

Zhu Hong: "Don't, don't go there."

Zhao Yunlan glanced down at her hand holding her clothes, and patiently opened her fingers one by one: "Wait for me outside."

Then he walked in with a blank face. In Zhu Hong's trembling, every step seemed to be stepping on the heads of countless little devils below. Finally, he stood in the middle of the hall, on the hell of the oil pan, and Zhu Hong had a seed below. The illusion that the scalding hot oil was about to hit him.

She gritted her teeth and wanted to catch up, but she glanced down involuntarily, and saw a long, soft tongue being pulled out of the human mouth alive, and blood seemed to fly on her face.

Zhu Hong's stomach rolled for a while, and finally turned his head back unbearably.

Zhao Yunlan didn't pay any attention to the big blisters that burst out all over his face, and the female ghost who was still crawling upwards, looked up coldly and swept around the body of the Tenth Hall Yan Luo, and then turned to look at the side of the quail. The judge raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a squeak like twenty-five-eight thousand, "Do you plan to let me stand up and talk?"

His voice was low and cold, word by word through the call signs from the eighteenth hell, without showing the slightest movement.

The judge winked, and the two ghosts ran out quickly, one brought a chair, and the other served a cup of tea. Zhao Yunlan rudely sat down on the chair, cocked Erlang's legs, and raised his legs. He put his hand on the tea bowl that was handed over, and glanced at the ghost who had a paper-like face in front of him, with an expression between a smile and a sneer on his face.

"I don't need the tea. I'm afraid I'll make my stomach when I eat the things in the ground." Zhao Yunlan said without raising his head, "Everyone has already finished the horse, and the music has been prepared. I see that everyone is very busy, so hurry up. , if you have something to say, have a fart."

The ten voices from the ten halls were superimposed together, forming a unique harmony, and angrily said: "The boy is rude."

Since Shen Wei was taken away by the ghost face in front of him, Zhao Yunlan felt like a piece of ice was pressed in his heart, almost freezing his internal organs. What people outside said and did seemed to be able to get there through something. In his ears, it seemed unreal and meaningless.

It wasn't until just now that he was hit by a very visually impactful picture. Although his face was calm, his heart was inexplicably clearer, and his anger surfaced.

Zhao Yunlan folded his arms around his chest, covering his chest, which heaved violently from taking a deep breath, and his rusted brain turned a few times with difficulty. The ghost face is taken away, whether it is the ghost face that hurts him or the Soul Slayer falls to the ghost face, it is extremely unfavorable to the underworld, not to mention the current situation of Dafeng is unknown, and the ghost face has made it true and false. Looks like it's going to break.

At this time, the Tenth Palace still made such an unfriendly opening statement, and even ignored the scene. Based on Zhao Yunlan's 30 years of experience in cooperation with the underworld... These idiots are clearly asking for something, and they are not willing to lose face. Or did you not take him as a mortal in the eyes, and plan to use coercion to lure him?

Then...you're welcome.

He raised his head without hesitation, the man's handsome face was very sloppy and careless, his eyes swept away, and the indescribable arrogance was almost ready to come out, Zhao Yunlan sneered: "Yo, that's really right, right? You are staying here, your parents didn't teach them well, they are such uneducated people, what are you going to do?"

All the ghosts held their breath for a while, and some of them couldn't figure out the situation. They felt that this man was clearly here to fight for the ball. All of them came in vertically and went out horizontally. saw a lot of crying father and mother, really... have never seen such a drag.

As if he didn't have to be reincarnated in the future!

The Tenth Hall shouted angrily in the same tenth voice: "Zhao Yunlan!"

Zhao Yunlan said with a rough skin and thick flesh, and said, "It's the soul-soothing commander."

He slapped his face without hesitation, his hand in the pocket of his coat rubbed lightly on the butt of the gun, as if a fire was burning in his heart, he wanted to slap these ten pretenders like a house sparrow. One shot at a time - but at this juncture, you can't completely tear your face with these pig-like comrades in arms, you can only endure his mother.

At this moment, the ground suddenly began to vibrate. At first, it was finely broken, and finally it became more and more violent. Sand and stones were almost scattered in the Hall of the King of Hell.

Zhao Yunlan looked down and saw that the oil pans in the hell under his feet were shaking one by one. It became "Shake before drinking". The hot oil in the big pot was shaken and splashed out. The stern big ghosts and little ghosts all fled, the copper pillars of the copper pillar hell cracked, and the steel knives buried in the sword mountain hell went up and down like a whack-a-mole, endlessly...

Suddenly, a ghost messenger kicked open the gate of Yama of the Tenth Hall, and fell to his knees with a "thump": "It's not good, the big seal... the big seal is broken!"

As they spoke, the main hall opened, and everyone looked out together, only to see that the water of the entire Wangchuan River was boiling, all the ferrymen abandoned their boats and stood on the crumbling Naihe Bridge, and the narrow Huáng Spring Road was already blocked. The boiling water was submerged, and the huge black shadow visible to the naked eye slowly floated up until it floated to a place flush with the water surface, and suddenly stopped.

On both sides of the submerged Huáng Spring Road, the faint light like fireflies lit up, and the large circles of light formed a row—Zhao Yunlan remembered that it was a small oil lamp by the roadside, and it seemed to be called "Soul Light".

The weak light confronted the huge black shadow, maintaining a fragile balance, but what will happen in the end, as long as people with no problem in their minds, they will know, before the large and small ghosts present can react, another ghost is coming. Crawling over the ground and running over: "Ghost town! The gate of the ghost town is cracked, and everything is in chaos, and it is about to rebel!"

The Ten Temple Yama, who originally had a unified voice and the same outside world, finally began to talk to himself on it, and ten big ducks clucked into a quarrel.

Zhao Yunlan sat on the chair without moving, reached out and rubbed his chin, and said to himself in a low voice, "Oh, this is stupid."

After speaking, he stood up, grabbed the fat judge by the collar, and decided not to be polite to these autumn grasshoppers. He directly took out a pistol from his coat pocket, and when all the ghosts were in a mess, he would take advantage of the fire to rob After going to the end, he stuck the barrel of the gun into the judge's mouth: "I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you, now take me to see Samsara, or I'll shoot you in the head!"

Zhu Hong couldn't believe how bold he was, and screamed: "Zhao Chu!"

At the same time, one of the kings of hell above suddenly said: "Master of Soul Rejuvenation, what are you doing!"

Without the harmony of ten people, the voice line seems to be much weaker.

"Gān what? Gān you!" Zhao Yunlan sneered, "I have endured you bastards for a long time."

He said, pushing the judge fiercely: "Go!"

"Let the Lord stay!" This time, the voices of the ten people finally came together again.

Zhao Yunlan only heard a loud noise behind him. He turned his head and found that the earth-penetrating eyes under his feet had been closed for some time. The darkened hall was brightly lit, and the figures of the ten halls were all bào exposed in the eyes of everyone. At first glance, except for the strange outfits, they all look quite normal.

Then the mechanism on the wall of the main hall twisted, and there was a screeching movement of the machine spring. A stone door opened on the wall, and there was another door inside.

I saw the Ten Halls Yan Luo came down from the high hanging hall one by one, each took out a key that he carried with him, and opened ten doors in a row. Unlike the underworld, it looks a bit like Yaochi.

Zhao Yunlan looked intently, and saw a huge lamp on the pool...a tens of meters high, exactly the same as the small oil lamp engraved with "Soul Soul" on the Huáng Spring Road.

King Qin Guang, who was the last to open the door, turned around, sighed, and said to Zhao Yunlan, "Tell the Lord, this is the last of the four saints, the soul-suppressing lamp."

When the entire Wangchuan was stirred up, it looked extremely terrifying from the outside, but the big seal that was thousands of feet below the huáng spring was very calm, and there were only some faint sounds like thunder, and Shen Wei heard it, but suddenly laughed.

Lin Jing glanced up and didn't care. He circled around Shen Wei several times and climbed up the ancient tree of merit: "You wait for me to find it, there should be a wire on your body to pick the lock."

Shen Wei said calmly, "No, you just need to pull out the ice pick from my heart."

Lin Jing shuddered: "Can you really pull it out? You won't do anything, will you?"

Shen Wei: "Well, no, thank you."

The tone was almost the same as what said to auntie when went to the cafeteria to buy food.

Lin Jing was not as calm as him, and his palms were sweating a little: "This is what you said, Mr. Shen, but unfortunately I can't ask you to sign a guarantee."

After he finished speaking, he held the ice pick on Shen Wei's chest with both hands. Based on the principle that long pain is worse than short pain, he shouted and pulled the ice pick out. Lin Jing heard the sound of blood tearing, and Shen Wei's upper body They were all taken up with the ice pick, and then locked in place because of the locks of their limbs.

Lin Jing broke out in a cold sweat for him, but Shen Wei didn't say a word.

The five-foot-long ice pick was pulled out of his chest, and the blood spurted out all the way.

Lin Jing hurriedly went to check Shen Wei's situation with a bloody face.

The moment the ice pick came out of his body, Shen Wei seemed to have endured it to the extreme, the hair on his forehead was wet with cold sweat, and his eyes were obviously distracted for a moment.

Lin Jingsheng was afraid that he would faint again, so he stretched out his hand to pat him on the face, remembering that this person was the Soul Cutter, the paw hanging in the air didn't dare to fall, so he gently pulled Shen Wei's clothes: "Mr. Shen? Can you hear me? Hold on, hold on, and I'll put you down as soon as possible."

Due to blood loss, Shen Wei's lips looked abnormally cracked. In an extreme trance, he involuntarily moved his lips slightly and called out vaguely, "Kunlun..."

Lin Jing: "Huh? Kunlun? What happened to Kunlun?"

He interrupted abruptly, and finally pulled back the consciousness that Shen Wei was about to lose. Shen Wei's eyes instantly became clearer, and he glanced at Lin Jing silently, and was silent. Afterwards, Lin Jing saw that the hideous wound on his chest had healed little by little. If it wasn't for the blood on his clothes, the wound would have never existed. Shen Wei said softly, "Please put that ice pick just now. hand to me."

Lin Jing hurriedly held up the big ice cone with both hands. Shen Wei mentioned that this thing was frozen with Wangchuan water. don't know if it was because of this, it seemed to be more piercing than normal ice.

The glacier in Lin Jing's hand melted away so suddenly, turning into a dark, blood-colored vapor, which was sucked into his mouth by Shen Wei in a blink of an eye. In just such a short time, the crack on his lips was much better, and the crack in his eyes was also much better. It regained some luster.

After hearing a few soft clicks, all the shackles tied to Shen Wei's limbs fell off, leaving only a small mouth that seemed to have been cut by a sharp weapon, and Shen Wei's feet fell silently to the ground.

Lin Jing quickly followed and climbed down: "Are you all right? What do we do now? What about those secluded beasts and the masked man?"

Shen Wei smiled softly: "He? Going to track down the chaos that I caught... I think Yama of the Tenth Palace will give him a surprise."

Lin Jing thought about it and said honestly, "Amitabha, benefactor, I don't understand."

Shen Wei glanced at him with a half-smile but turned around and disappeared under Lin Jing's eyes.

Lin Jing was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Damn it! I lost the leading family members! This year's year-end awards have gone to waste!"

An invisible hand placed an invisible hand on Lin Jing's shoulder, Lin Jing heard Shen Wei's voice beside him and said, "The above is the Wangchuan Water, you have to find a way to swim up, and then to the underworld, most of Yunlan is there. Side, let's go to him, I'll follow you, just don't reveal my track for now."

Lin Jing: "Ah, why?"

Shen Wei seemed to let out a low laugh: "If I show up, how can I play this miserable drama?"

Lin Jing shuddered, and recited the Buddha's name silently in her heart, feeling that her leadership had made a mistake and hated it for eternity.

At this time, it was already late in the world. Chu Shuzhi and Guo Changcheng were flashing flashlights deep and shallow, and they searched the villa town again. , the small whistle will make its own whistle with different ups and downs, which is to attract the dead.

Chu Shuzhi felt that he had become a pacifist with a Guo Great Wall. No matter what he did, he would not interfere with him. He was all learning from Lei Feng day and night—or he was blocked at the exit of the expressway. A girl who runs away from home, or is looking for a lost soul in the middle of the night.

Suddenly, the sound of the whistle hanging on his neck increased a little, making a sound similar to the chirping of a thrush. Chu Shuzhi raised his hand to stop Guo Changcheng's footsteps, and the two stood in the middle of the deserted path, listening to the sound of the whistle. It was getting louder and louder, with a long tail, like some kind of whistle leading the way.

Guo Great Wall widened his eyes that had dripped with cow tears, and at the end of the path, he saw a young man wearing a courier company uniform, who was walking towards this side following the whistle with a confused expression.

Guo Great Wall gently tugged on Chu Shuzhi, and said in a low voice, "Is that a human or..."

Chu Shuzhi: "Ghost."

Guo Changcheng was shocked, but the next moment, he saw the blank expression on the young man's face. For some reason, he was suddenly not afraid, but felt a little sad.

The young man was attracted by the whistle all the way to the two of them, looked at them strangely, scratched his hair: "Why are the two gentlemen still outside so late, how cold, go back quickly."

Chu Shuzhi responded, "What about you? You're going back soon."

The young man smiled: "Yes, the package doorman has signed for it. I don't need to pick it up today. I can go back from get off work earlier."

Chu Shuzhi took out a small bottle from his pocket, opened the bottle and handed it to the young man: "Then come in, I'll take you back."

The young man was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he seemed to understand something for a moment.

Guo Great Wall suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

The young man slowly raised his head, stared at him for a while, and said in confusion, "It seems... I don't remember."

"I remember." Guo Changcheng whispered, "I have seen your ID card, your name is Feng Dawei, you were born in 1989, and you have a brother at home, right?"

"I've written it down." Guo Changcheng said, took out a notebook from his satchel, opened it to him, and recorded all kinds of information about each missing person in detail, "Your brother said, if You're gone, he'll take care of your parents, they're sad now, but they'll be fine in the future."

The young man Feng Dawei's eyes suddenly burst into tears.

Chu Shuzhi said nothing, waiting for Guo Changcheng to speak.

"Come in, we'll take you away, and then it will be dawn." Guo Changcheng said, "Sunlight is not good for you."

Feng Dawei lowered his head and wiped away tears: "Then I'm dead, right?"

Guo Great Wall hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Feng Dawei: "How did I die? Did someone kill me? If the bad guy gets caught, can he avenge us?"

Guo Changcheng didn't know what to say, but Chu Shuzhi spoke in a low voice: "The sky net is full, sparse and not leaking, you can rest assured."

Feng Dawei lowered his head, stared at the mouth of the small bottle for a while, and wiped away his tears again: "But why did I die? I haven't lived enough yet?"

"Come in, I'll give you a good pregnancy in the next life." Chu Shuzhi became impatient.

Feng Dawei smiled bitterly: "In the next life, let's talk about it in the next life... Can you tell my parents and my brother something?"

Chu Shuzhi frowned, and just wanted to speak, but Guo Changcheng quickly took out his notebook, and on Feng Dawei's page, he used his child to write down the words "with words" seriously: "You say ."

Feng Dawei twitched his nose and babbled a lot. Guo Changcheng wrote down everything without missing a single word, and finally showed it to Feng Dawei. The young man took his hand and said every word. After reading it for himself, he smiled with difficulty: "Okay, I'm relieved - I can't do anything about it, brother, you are a good person, I thank you."

After speaking, he took a deep breath, and a fierce man plunged into Chu Shuzhi's bottle.