"Yan...Yan Luo Palace, am I...I'm dead? Am I here in the underworld?"

Looking at the three big characters "Yan Luo Palace", as well as the bronze gate with many reliefs of evil ghosts, and the cow heads and horse faces on both sides, Wu Hu's feet became weak and he sat on the ground.

Wu Hu murmured to himself with a pale face.

"A good person is bullying the heaven but not the heaven, and a bad person is afraid of the heaven but not the heaven."

The couplets on this bronze gate are particularly conspicuous.

"Come in!"

Suddenly, a cold wind came, and Wu Hu heard a furious voice in his ears. He suddenly floated into the "Hell Palace" uncontrollably.

"No……"

Wu Hu shouted in fear.

Although Wu Hu knew that he was dead, he was unwilling to enter this gate, because he would be punished when entering this bronze gate.

However, at this time, Wu Hu's body was no longer controlled by himself and was pulled into the hall by the iron chains around his neck.

The whole body of the Yama Palace was pitch black, emitting waves of pure yin aura, which was very gloomy.

"Male, Wu Hu, 48 years old, from Xianyan County, Hu Province, gathered evil people to commit crimes and defraud others of their money. They were seriously guilty and were sent to the hell of a knife and saw, and suffered ten thousand years of torture..."

As soon as he entered the Hall of Hell, Wu Hu unconsciously knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and heard a cold sound coming from above.

Wu Hu wanted to look up and shout for justice, but found that he couldn't open his mouth, and his head seemed to be weighing a thousand pounds. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't raise his head, but he vaguely felt a very huge figure ahead...

As the cold sound fell, Wu Hu was taken out of the Hall of Hell by the Ghost Crew. He was then tied with his neck and was carried by the Ghost Crew and floated in the dark hell.

The gloomy aura made Wu Hu feel cold all over, but unfortunately the cold ghost officer ignored Wu Hu at all and pulled Wu Hu to float down.

I don’t know how long it took, how many seconds, or maybe a century, but Wu Hu couldn’t tell the difference in time anyway, and came to a very gloomy place, where desolate screams came everywhere.

This huge pass is guarded by many ghost messengers and suppressed by ghost generals. It contains five large golden characters and eighteenth floors of hell!

"Eighteen Hells?"

When Wu Hu saw the five big golden characters, he was frightened. As long as he was the world, he knew that these eighteen levels of hell were the most terrifying in the whole hell.

You should know that there are eighteen levels of hell, which are arranged according to the length of time of suffering and the severity of the punishment. Each hell increases suffering by twenty times and doubles in life than the previous hell.

The eighteenth floor is also called "Knife Saw Hell".

Anyone who cuts corners, deceives his superiors and conceals his subordinates, abducts women and children, and sells unfairly will be thrown into the "knife and saw hell" after death, strips away the people's clothes and ties them on four wooden stakes in the shape of a "big" shape, starts from the crotch to the head, and uses a saw to kill them.

This cycle repeats the same terrifying torture.

Because he is already a ghost, unless his soul is exhausted, he will soon be resurrected on the resurrection pool of the eighteenth level hell.

"No, I don't want to go to the eighteenth level of hell. You must have made a mistake. I'm wronged!"

Uncle Wu Hu shouted.

Wu Hu really wants to run away now, but the iron chain is stuck in his neck, so Wu Hu can't run away at all.

"Hmph... Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. It's not that the time has not arrived. When the time comes, you will definitely be rewarded. You won't make mistakes. Be honest and yell me again and I'll cut your tongue first."

A ghost messenger turned his head and looked at Wu Hu gloomyly and shouted.

The cold eyes were so cold that Wu Hu didn't dare to speak.

As a ghost messenger handed over a note, Wu Hu was taken to this "eighteen-level hell".

"No...no, I won't go in!"

Wu Hu struggled, unwilling to enter this "eighteen-level hell".

"Be honest!"

A ghost messenger took out a whip and sucked it at Wu Hu's body.

Suddenly, Wu Hu felt as if he was about to lose his soul, and he followed the ghost messenger into the "Eighteen-level hell". In a vague way, he saw strange flowers blooming on both sides, extremely beautiful...

This reminded Wu Hu of something called "Red Side Flower".

I don’t know how long I walked, but I walked to a place in a daze.

"This...what is this?"

“Where is this place?”

Wu Hu looked at the scene in front of him in horror!

The world of four swords and saws in front is a knife and a saw. In the distance, there are knives and saws that cannot be seen at the end. The road in front of you is composed of knives. What’s even more terrifying is that there is a mountain composed of knives and saws in the distance, which can reach the clouds and cannot be seen at the end!

"Knife saw hell!"

Seeing the mountain made of swords and saws, Wu Hu was so scared that his feet were weak. He had really reached this "saw hell". When he thought of suffering such terrible torture for ten thousand years, Wu Hu really seemed to die.

Unfortunately, I am dead now, and now I am a ghost and can no longer die.

"Give me the pass!"

As a cold sound fell, Wu Hu felt his back being pushed down and he walked forward uncontrollably.

Wu Hu stepped on the knife.

"ah……"

The sharp sword pierced Wu Hu, and at that moment, his entire soles were cut open. Wu Hu's tears flowed and he screamed in pain.

The pain caused Wu Hu's body to lose balance and he fell forward uncontrollably. Under the influence of instinct, Wu Hu hurriedly supported the underground with both hands.

However, the goal was to get sharp swords all over the ground. Wu Hu wanted to pull back his hands in horror, but unfortunately it was too late.

"Puff..."

With the sound of cutting, Wu Hu's palm was cut open by a knife, his fingers were cut off, and blood was poured out.

"ah……"

The huge pain made Wu Hu roll in the pile of swords scream. After turning over, a layer of skin was cut off by the knife, and Wu Hu became a bloody man in an instant!

"ah……"

"ah……"

Because of the huge pain, Wu Hu instinctively rolled over, but the ground was full of sharp knives. Wherever he rolled, he was stabbed by the sharp knives.

For a moment, Wu Hu's flesh and blood flew everywhere, and soon his whole body was cut into bones. The bones broke and turned into minced meat on the ground. The blood dyed the place where Wu Hu rolled over red.

What made Wu Hu the most desperate was that he found that no matter how much he felt the pain, the heart-wrenching pain, he could not faint or die.

Even if my head was pierced dozens of times by a knife and my brain was out, I still couldn't die. All I could feel was the tingling pain.

It seemed as if he could never get rid of the pain, even if it was broken into pieces!

"ah……"

With a miserable scream, Wu Hu felt the pain in front of his eyes and lost consciousness.

For some reason, Wu Hu felt lucky at this moment. Now Wu Hu really never wants to suffer from this torture that life is worse than death.

"I finally died. Is this absent?"

Before losing consciousness, Wu Hu thought of the thoughts in his heart.

Wu Hu never had the urge to die like this. Even if he had become a ghost, Wu Hu wanted to die.

But soon, Wu Hu found that his eyes lit up again, and he was still in the place he was thrown before, but this time it was above these sharp knives.

Wu Hu looked down and found in horror that his body was intact again!

"I...I'm not dead yet?"

Wu Hu was desperate.

"There are only two ways to get out of the knife and saw hell. The first is to wait until the sentence expires and be sent out of the knife and saw hell..."

At this time, a gloomy voice from Wu Hu's ears sounded.

"And...there's another kind?"

Wu Hu asked hurriedly.

After all, Wu Hu remembers that his sentence is 10,000 years.

Now Wu Hu doesn't want to stay here for a moment, let alone stay for ten thousand years.

Wu Hu couldn't even imagine that he would endure this kind of torture for ten thousand years.

"There is another kind of thing that is to step on this sword mountain and saw sea. As long as you walk to the end of the sword mountain, you can leave this sword hell and regain the opportunity to reincarnate."

The ghost officer's gloomy voice sounded in Wu Hu's ears again.

"Go to the end of the Knife and Saw Mountain?"

Wu Hu subconsciously recited.

"If you want to reach the end of the Knife Saw Mountain, just dream. The Eighteenth Level of Hell has existed so far, and no sinner can reach the end of the Knife Saw Mountain. It is impossible for you to be punished here obediently!"

As the ghost officer finished speaking, Wu Hu's body immediately fell vertically from the air, the blade penetrated into the flesh and the pain reached the bone!

"ah……"

Wu Hu screamed again, couldn't help it, rolled up again, and experienced the pain of being cut into pieces, blood and flesh flying, and bone shattering!

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Chapter completed!