When the magic stick summons cute pets

Ye Changsheng was silent for a while after listening to Lu Kan's words, and felt his brow twitch slightly.His Adam's apple rolled up and down for a while because of swallowing, and he said with some difficulty: "Tell me that's not what I thought."

Lu Kan smiled, but remained silent.

Ye Changsheng felt that his stomach suddenly began to throb.He sighed, raised his right hand and said, "I have a question."

Lu Kan looked at him: "What?"

Ye Changsheng looked back at him with a very sincere expression: "Can you turn back the time half a day ago when you asked me if I wanted to refuse this trial? I think I might have made a wrong decision at that time, and I need a reelection right."

Lu Kan: "..."

Ye Changsheng stared into Lu Kan's eyes, making his expression as sincere as possible: "I'm serious."

Lu Kan seemed to feel his seriousness from his eyes, so he thought carefully for a while, and then said three words with a slight smile: "Let's go."

Ye Changsheng looked at the other side, although it wasn't tough, but obviously there was no room for negotiation, he struggled again without giving up: "Is it really not possible?"

Lu Kan smiled: "Don't waste time, isn't your Mr. He still waiting for you outside?"

Ye Changsheng seemed to have been stabbed in the fatal spot all of a sudden.

He was quiet for a while, then sighed with a wry smile, and had no choice but to choose to follow Lu Kan and continue walking.

Looking at the increasingly gloomy environment around him, and the wailing that could already be faintly heard in his ears, Ye Changsheng could only focus on Lu Kan's relatively pleasing face.After a long while, he said to the other end as if he remembered something: "By the way, too many things happened before and I was delayed for a while, so I haven't had time to thank you yet."

Lu Kan glanced at him, and understood what he said to thank him: "Is that the "Introduction to Summoning"?"

Ye Changsheng nodded, and smiled slightly: "I can meet He Jiuzhong, thanks to you."

Lu Kan listened to Ye Changsheng's words, his expression was a little subtle, and he paused for a while and said lightly: "There is nothing to be thankful for, I was just on a whim. You can find this book from so many books, and use it to successfully use I didn't expect that Mr. He summoned me here. This is because you have a predestined relationship with Mr. He, and it has nothing to do with me."

Ye Changsheng probably didn't expect the other end to be so humble and low-key, the corners of his lips curled up, and he insisted: "Even if this is the case, I still have to thank you for the whim at the beginning." It was more obvious, squinting to look at the entrance that could be vaguely seen ahead, looked at Lu Kan and asked, "Is that there?"

Lu Kan also looked over there, responded with an "um", and sent Ye Changsheng all the way to the entrance of the first level of hell, and showed some kind of certificate to the two ghost messengers at the other end, and then said in a low voice. He gave a few instructions in a low voice, and after seeing the other end nodding to agree to the matter, he turned his head to Ye Changsheng and said, "I'm sorry that I can only send you here, and you have to go on your own for the rest of the way." .”

Ye Changsheng looked at Lu Kan, and asked a little more worriedly: "How do you pass the trial? As long as you can get out of here?"

Lu Kan shook his head: "I don't know." He looked at Ye Changsheng, "Only you and Tiandao can know how to pass the trial. During the whole trial process, I was nothing more than a supervisor at best."

Hearing what Lu Kan said, Ye Changsheng suddenly felt his head hurt even more. He stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead lightly, and said to himself almost sighing, "It's like my master desperately yearns for There are many people with this pair of yin and yang fish, and they are very good, why did it choose to parasitize on me? Tell me, what is the standard for parasitism?"

Although it was a question, the other end obviously didn't want to ask others for an answer.After finishing speaking on his own, he shook his head and waved his hands at Lu Kan, then turned around directly, and followed a ghost messenger who was on duty in front of the gate of hell and walked in from the entrance of hell.

Lu Kan stood outside the entrance and watched Ye Changsheng's figure gradually disappear in front of his eyes. After a while, he let out a breath of foul air and leaned against the nearby stone wall.

No, it's not that the yin-yang fish is parasitic on you, but——

The last half of the sentence turned around in his mind, something seemed to flicker in those amber eyes, but only for a moment, the long eyelashes fell down, and everything was completely covered up in an instant.

He tilted his head and rolled his eyelids again, and glanced in the direction where Ye Changsheng disappeared: Anyway, I hope this time it will have a good ending.

Entering from the entrance of hell, the faint wailing sound that could only be heard before suddenly became extremely clear.One after another, sharp and shrill, one after another, as if challenging the limit of your nerves, they drilled straight into your brain.

Although he has never heard of Tongue Pulling Hell, the vivid images mentioned in the book are just words after all, and now he really saw the little ghost opening the victim's mouth in front of his eyes , clamped the tongue inside with iron pliers and pulled it out little by little. The bloody torture made him feel pain at the base of his tongue.

"Don't stand still, keep going." The ghost guard on the side suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Ye Changsheng, who was being tortured with his tongue pulled out, and frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and pushed Push him, "The place you are going to is not here."

Ye Changsheng reluctantly turned his gaze back. Hearing the ghost messenger's words, he couldn't help feeling relieved, but at the same time feeling even more worried.Although it is very fortunate not to have to be reduced to being pulled out by a kid, but if the legend is not wrong, the higher the number of hells, the more cruel the punishment, right?

If he wasn't on the first floor, what floor would it be?

Ye Changsheng frowned: No matter how many floors he seemed to be unable to bear.

Moreover, even though the prisoners who are being punished in hell now look very miserable, but because they are already ghosts, although it is very painful to be tortured here, at least they don't have to worry about their lives.

So what should he do as a living person?

——Ascension in place?

Thinking in such a mess in my mind, but I didn't stop following the ghost messenger.All the way through Hell of Scissors, Hell of Iron Tree, and Hell of Evil Mirror and Hell of Steamer, Ye Changsheng watched the scene in front of him become more and more bloody, and the boulder in his heart became more and more compact step by step.

He walked all the way to the volcanic hell on the No.16 floor. Seeing that the ghost messenger who was leading the way still had no intention of stopping, Ye Changsheng finally felt a little unbearable, and asked to the other side: "Brother, are you going to take me with you?" Where am I going, can you give me a letter?" He stretched out his hand and wiped his sweating forehead from the temperature of the volcano, with a helpless look on his face, "I don't think I'm a villainous person , if you really want to throw me to the No.18 hell, do you think this is a bit too much?"

The ghost messenger who accompanied him kept his duty and didn't say a word to Ye Changsheng, but stretched out his hand to push him on the shoulder, and signaled him to continue walking down with a wooden face.

Ye Changsheng stretched out his hand and brushed back his sweat-drenched hair, and then followed the ghost messenger down obediently.

After bypassing the Stone Mill Hell on the No. 17 floor, Ye Changsheng finally resigned to his fate and followed him to the Saw Hell on the No. 18 floor, seeing that the ghost messenger still had no intention of stopping.

Standing on the No.18 floor of hell, watching the prisoners were stripped naked one by one, tied to four wooden stakes in the shape of a "big" character, and then the little ghost held a saw from the crotch to the head I saw off my whole body, and I felt that there seemed to be a dull pain in some unspeakable place.

"Wait, it's really here?" Ye Changsheng turned his eyes away from the victim who was about to howl, and raised his hand to complain unwillingly, "I think you must have made a mistake...you Are you sure you don't need to go out and check with your superiors again?"

The ghost guard looked at Ye Changsheng's gag, but his expression was still serious.He walked around him and walked straight to the end of hell, staring at the stone wall in front of him and paused for a while, then took out a sign from his pocket, raised his hand and inserted it into the depression of a certain stone wall.Then there was only a roar, and a tiny entrance appeared on the stone wall that had no gaps at all.

The ghost messenger who was almost silent all the way looked at Ye Changsheng, and finally spoke this time.

"arrive."

Ye Changsheng stared in astonishment at the small opening that was opened from the end of No.18 Hell. He was stunned for three seconds, looked at the ghost and asked, "This is... the No.19 Hell?"

The ghost almost nodded, but then shook his head again.

Ye Changsheng looked at him, and suddenly felt even weirder in his heart: "What do you mean?"

But the ghost messenger at the other end obviously didn't want to say more, just continued to point to the entrance, and said flatly, "Your place is here. Go in."

Ye Changsheng took another look at the entrance that looked so unreliable, and a skeptical light flickered in his eyes. Although he still wanted to ask the situation carefully, he only had to write on his face when he looked at the other end. With a look of "refusing to talk", he finally shrugged his shoulders and reluctantly chose to compromise.

Using the screams of the undead being tortured in the No. 18 layer of hell as the background music, Ye Changsheng restrained his goosebumps, took a deep breath slowly, and then gritted his teeth and walked towards the entrance.

Almost the moment he entered, the small entrance behind him was directly blocked by the ghost messenger from the outside.Ye Changsheng stood on the spot and turned his head a little nervously to feel towards the stone wall. All the places have been tightly connected together, so it seems that even half of the cracks that violate the harmony cannot be found.

If the previous 19 levels of hell are only dimly lit and weird, then this so-called "No. [-] level of hell" has completely lost all light.

The extreme darkness made one almost think that he had completely lost his vision. Ye Changsheng groped the stone wall and took two steps forward slowly, then put his ear on the stone wall and listened.

It was only separated by a stone wall, but all the wailing and screams in the No. 18 hell disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He reached out and tapped his aching head, then turned around close to the stone wall, slid down slowly along the angle of the stone wall and sat down, with one elbow resting on his arched knee to support his forehead. Take a breath.

Once rested, all the fatigue accumulated before seemed to burst out.Ye Changsheng shook his head vigorously, trying his best to keep his spirit at a tight point again, not to easily fall into the drowsiness that had begun to attack little by little.

He took out three talisman papers from his pocket, and quickly threw the talisman papers around as he whispered the spell.

I saw the three talisman papers explode with "bang bang bang" several times, forming clusters of huge sparks in the darkness.However, a few clusters of sparks existed for only two seconds, and then, as if being poured head-on by a basin of cold water, the sparks "cracked" and were completely swallowed up by the darkness in an instant.

Ye Changsheng frowned. He supported the stone wall and stood up. He took out five more talismans and threw them out. However, this time even the sparks from the talisman papers did not burst out, and all the talisman papers were swallowed up again. clean.

no light.There is no sound.Living in this darkness, he gradually lost even the sound of his breathing.

Ye Changsheng tightly clenched his hands into fists, suppressing the chill slowly creeping up from behind, he took a deep breath, recalling the first time when the talisman paper flashed fire, in that short moment what he saw.

The small piece of dark color illuminated by the fire was as thick as a semi-solid. Compared with the pure lack of light, Ye Changsheng felt that it was more like some kind of miasma with devouring power.

He can devour everything that doesn't belong here, from light, to sound, to those talisman papers.

Maybe at some point, it will be his turn.

The strong sense of crisis made his breathing become a little short. He raised his face and looked at the darkness where he could not see the way ahead at all. Then he lowered his eyes slightly, and put the two He clenched his hand a little tighter.

—He needs to get the hell out of here before he gets so damn dark and claustrophobic in this so-called No. 19 layer of hell!