Damn it!

Zhou Mou swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his heart kept urging with regret. This is really a joke, and he can even collapse his mental and will. Wouldn't he become a fool? What a bullshit factory in Wuji Sect, you treat people to death, you think everyone is Sun Wukong!

If someone takes the lead in protesting, Zhou Mou is definitely the one who supports it. Don’t ask why it is not the first to one hundred, because it will not be strange if you kill a hundred birds in thousands of people.

Unknown things are always the most terrifying. If you want to go to the battlefield to fight with the enemy, Zhou Mou may be afraid, but you will never be afraid, because in war, you either die or live. When the bullet passes through your head, you don’t even have time to feel pain. But such a hell is a matter of seeking death.

"The first level, the tongue-pulling hell, open the gate!"

The burly man shouted loudly, and the first floor door of the Black Tower opened immediately. It was gloomy and terrifying, and the rich smell of blood came to his face in an instant, making people almost unable to help but feel sick.

Then, without waiting for Zhou Mou and others to criticize him, the burly man waved his hands, and the sky and earth seemed to be changing. Zhou Mou's eyes turned dark and immediately realized that he was no longer in place, but had arrived at another place.

When there was light in front of him, Zhou Mou found that he had arrived in a dark red world, blood dyed the earth red, and a biting chill immediately came. He couldn't help but shivered.

I just heard the guy shouting the tongue-pulling hell. According to Zhou Mou's knowledge, this is the first level of the eighteen levels of hell. In ancient myths, the tongue-pulling hell refers to a living person. If he is slick, provokes discord, slanders and harms people, argues cleverly, and lies, he will be thrown into this level after his death.

The inmate will be tied to a wooden board, and the little ghost responsible for pulling the tongue will knock on the person's teeth, pry open the person's mouth, and then clamp the tongue with iron pliers and pull it out. Instead of pulling it out at once, it will slowly clamp it and then lengthen it, making the inmate feel desperate and terrifying.

Moreover, there is a cycle of reincarnation in the tongue-pulling hell, which can make a person's tongue grow again. Shortly after the sentenced person was pulled, he suffered another tongue-pulling again. In this cycle, it will continue until he is released after ten thousand years of prison!

I'm damn!

Zhou Mou was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything. His two rows of teeth tightly protected his tongue, fearing that he would be pulled out by the little ghost in hell in the next second.

"There is one here, come and catch him!"

Suddenly, an extremely harsh scream sounded, almost breaking Zhou Mou's eardrums. He looked closely and saw three monsters with ferocious appearances, blood-red eyes and curved fangs walking towards him, holding ropes and iron pliers in his hands.

The three monsters were covered in blood and had a long tongue in their mouths, which was terrifying and terrifying, making people shivered when they saw them.

"If you have something to say, three brothers, I have cigarettes here!"

Seeing the three monsters approaching him immediately, Zhou Mou quickly took out a bag of the highest-standard real dragon Bama Tiancheng from his pocket and sent it to the three handsome, elegant and elegant elder brothers.

"What? I want to poison me! I'm looking for death!"

The three little ghosts were furious and immediately took out a whip and whipped it a few times. Zhou Mou's body instantly burst into pieces, blood was dripping, and he was also whipped on his face, but he still endured the pain and greeted him with a smile.

"Brother Ghost Official, this is cigarette, it is the spiritual food of mortals on earth. The so-called "a cigarette before the event is boundlessly hard, and a cigarette after the event is overjoyed by the gods. I definitely don't want to harm you. I will demonstrate it to you first."

Zhou Mou's face was full of charm and looked like a pug. As he said that, he put a cigarette into his mouth, ignite the fire, sucked it through his throat and lungs, and finally spit out the smoke. The expression on his face seemed to be flying in the clouds, and his face was comfortable.

"cigarette?"

The three ghosts looked at each other and were a little surprised. Can this thing give ghosts pleasure? Is it more fun than pulling their tongues?

"He just said that a cigarette beforehand would be very good. Let's try it. If I am unhappy, he will be dead and have to stay here for 20,000 years!"

The three ghosts were unsure of their minds, and finally the little ghost holding the rope on the left stared at his big blood-red eyes and shouted angrily: "Boy, give me one!"

Seeing that the plan to make a familiar face was successful, Zhou Mou nodded and bowed, handed the cigarette to the ghost official's mouth, and then lit it with a fire, carefully guided the details, and how to suck and suck.

The ghost official seemed to be born as a big smoke ghost. With Zhou Mou's guidance, he immediately mastered the key points and started to suck the clouds and spit out the mist.

"nice one!"

The ghost official looked intoxicated, indulged in it and couldn't extricate himself. He sighed in a daze, "If I had this thing, why would I pull out my tongue?" It made my whole body wet, and screams were so harsh that I was terrified.

"Give us one too!"

Seeing this, the other two ghost soldiers reached out to ask for it, with their faces impatient, as if they were about to die if they couldn't take a sip.

Zhou Mou was also very good at handing cigarettes to the two ghosts and lit them quickly. It was very timely. He put his righteousness aside first to protect himself from suffering. It was just a natural success with this bag of Bama!

"It's good, it's really good~"

In the clouds and fog, the three ghosts finally felt the joy of being a ghost. They were so comfortable that they almost flew into the sky. One of them didn't even know where the pliers in their hands were thrown to, and they lay comfortably on the ground and were extremely satisfied and intoxicated.

The other two ghost soldiers also looked like they were floating in the air, and they even forgot what they were doing. They just felt that this was the greatest happiness for ghosts.

Zhou Mou finally let go of his heart, and the cigarette butts in his mouth almost bite it. Who would say that he could buy a ghost push mill in the future? He is definitely the first to believe it. No, if you have money, maybe you can't, but you can definitely have cigarettes!

No matter how long a road is, it will end, and no matter how long a cigarette is, it will burn out.

After a cigarette, the comfort on the faces of the three ghosts disappeared. Although there was still light in their eyes, they had already recovered their minds.

"Boy, do you still have this baby named Yan? Take it out and show me."

The three ghost soldiers' eyes were red, and their greedy eyes were not concealed at all. They did not have too many colorful intestines, but directly asked for it.

"Yes, yes, I have three more here. I'll give you three elders and one filial piety, which will be enough for you to draw for a long time."

Zhou Mou immediately took out three cigarettes from the storage bag and respectfully handed them to the three ghosts. He secretly cried in his heart. This time he was really bleeding. The space of the storage bag he had before was limited and he could not fill the car at all. Now that these three were given out, there was not much left.

But all this is worth it. As long as you are not pulled out your tongue, you can do anything. Of course, except for bending over to pick up soap, there is absolutely no possibility of talking about it.

The ghost soldiers unpacked the packaging one after another and stuffed another into their mouths. Zhou Mou was also very skillful in ignoring these three ghost brothers.

Then Yi Gui gave him three lighters, and the service was in place, and he would never do the kind of behavior of giving cigarettes or fire, which would humiliate the ghost brother.

“Not bad~”

The three ghosts continued to enjoy it. The feeling of flying into the sky was so good that they even had never enjoyed it.

The time for a cigarette passed quickly, and the three ghosts were greedy and were afraid that they would disappear after smoking this one in the future. They asked Zhou Mou again. If they were not given, they would be punished directly.

"Grass!"

Zhou Mou couldn't help but burst out the national treasure. These damn big smoke ghosts were simply greedy. The greedy desire was like a bottomless pit. He could see that even if he took out all the cigarette left in the storage bag, these dead ghosts would never let him go!

"You kid, you dare to use the words of the world to scold me!"

The three ghost soldiers were furious and immediately took out a rope to tie Zhou Mou up and carried it on their shoulders. "You damn little beast, you originally thought that you were so good at being so good. You wanted to let you go, but I didn't expect that you were so ungrateful and could not even give up more cigarettes to honor the ghost master. I clean your tongue and immediately pull you to death!"

Zhou Mou looked desperate, he did not struggle to beg for mercy. Now he is exactly the same as the fish on the chopping board, and can only be slaughtered by ghosts.

He said that he would take more cigarettes and have such a greedy face. Not to mention the ones in Zhou Mou's storage bag, even if he pulled his van, he would not be able to fill the cave of desires of these ghosts.

If you continue to take it out, you will only continue to squeeze it until there is no last piece, and you will not be able to escape the tongue that should be pulled.

Since that's the case, it's better to keep hiding and rather die than surrender, anyway, you will die!

Bang!

Zhou Mou was thrown to a chopping board with force, and felt that his ribs were almost broken. The strong pain made tears flow out of the corners of his eyes.

"Don't pull my tongue out again, don't pull my tongue out again!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A terrifying stern sound rang out. Zhou Mou turned his head and looked at it. Zhang San was tied firmly to the chopping board, and a pair of dark red pliers pulled out a piece of his tongue from his mouth. The speed was not very fast, and he slowly pulled it, and the blood kept rushing!

Zhou Mou's eyes were straightened, and cold sweat broke out. Suddenly, his eyes turned black and his nose was hit hard, causing tears to spread.

"What are you looking at? What's the best? Now it's your turn!"

The ghost soldier laughed hideously, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and holding a pliers, he was about to reach into Zhou Mou's mouth, "You guy is slick and teased me. I have violated the Dark Dharma. I will pull out your tongue today, so that you will never be able to speak. See if you dare to suck my cigarette with your mouth in the future!"

Looking at the iron pliers that were reaching to his mouth, Zhou Mou gritted his teeth desperately, but refused to speak when he died.

"You guy is quite strict!"

The ghost soldier sneered, and he had plucked his tongue for tens of thousands of years. He had never seen any mouth before. He could not pull out tens of millions of tongues, took off the cigarette from his mouth, and slowly let out a mouthful of smoke. He used both hands and knocked down.

Sparks flew everywhere, Zhou Mou's entire mouth was rotten, and his silver teeth were all knocked to pieces.

A pair of pliers immediately reached in, clamped Zhou Mou's tongue hard, and then slowly stretched out and pulled it out...

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

I just looked at others, but now it was my turn to feel this horror and despair more clearly. Zhou Mou let out a shrill scream.
Chapter completed!