"What nonsense are you talking about? My master is already dead." Kyuubi glanced at me and said.
"There!" Suddenly a ghostly voice came.
"Let's go!" Mo Yibai shouted and started running forward with us.
I had already woken up, and I quickly followed Mo Yibai and the others as they ran wildly. As I ran, I recalled what I had just said. All of this was an imitation of hell, but it was created by me. Why did I create this in my previous life?
What is the ability of a place to create such a place? I can't find the answer based on the memory in my head.
I just feel that there is something very important to do. I caused it, so I have to solve it.
Therefore, I have to move forward until the end. I cannot die or anything happens.
Suddenly I felt like I had an epiphany. The ultimate reason why I entered this place was because of destiny.
After I figured it out, I seemed to feel a lot more relaxed. I originally thought that everything was someone else's plan. Only then did I realize that in fact, everything was caused by me, even if it is not related to this life.
The matter is also related to the past life.
So clear and clear, but still seems to be a little confused.
It’s just that the confusion started to become distant, and I began to gradually be able to touch the reason of things. As long as I move forward, as long as I reach the end, I should be able to know.
We ran like crazy, and something like an archway appeared in front of us. Behind the archway was a long staircase.
"Eighteen levels of hell!" Prince Yama, who was running at the front, suddenly said.
"Let's go!" I shouted coldly and walked forward.
There seemed to be a shadow of my previous life in my mind. He told me that the key I was looking for was at the end of the eighteen levels of hell.
In an instant, Mo Yibai, who I had overtaken, ran to the front. After entering the archway, the ghosts behind did not dare to catch up anymore, so my speed slowed down a little.
I don’t know what will be in the Eighteenth Level of Hell, and I have never seen what the Eighteenth Level of Hell is.
After walking a few steps on the stairs, Kyuubi suddenly grabbed me and asked, "What do you mean by what you just said? How can you be my master?"
Before I could say anything, Lord Yama spoke first, "Three Lives Stone. Have you seen your previous life? What did you see?"
I didn't answer Lord Yama, but said to Jiuwei: "Wu, my previous life was Wu."
Kyuubi looked at me blankly, and then asked after being stunned for a long time: "Really? Are you the master?"
I nodded silently, Wu, I am Wu, closed my eyes, I could clearly feel the familiar feeling of this place, I felt Wu's character, Wu's temper, I know, I am Wu, I even
I have a vague feeling that I am changing, and Wu has begun to return to me.
Mo Yibai said: "No matter who you were in your previous life, you are my brother in this life. We must leave this dangerous place as soon as possible."
I looked at Mo Yibai. It was the first time I heard Mo Yibai speak so straightforwardly, saying that I was his brother. It was as if he had changed into a different person. In the past, Mo Yibai always preferred to be misunderstood.
Will talk more.
Until now, I still don't understand why Mo Yibai paid for me without any reason.
If we were brothers, I'm afraid it would have happened later, but in the earliest days, we obviously weren't very familiar with each other at that time.
Although I was suspicious, I didn't ask any more questions.
At this moment, I am more concerned about what my previous life said I had to solve, rather than worrying about why others were nice to me for no reason. As long as they don’t want to deal with me, it is natural to be nice to me.
There is nothing to pursue.
The steps at your feet are bluestone steps, which go straight up and are slightly steep, but they are not likely to fall down.
On both sides were thick, rusty iron chains, and looking down, one could see a bottomless, smoky abyss.
As I walked, I asked Lord Hades: "Is this exactly the same as your underworld?"
Lord Yama looked at me and smiled, a rare smile with a cold air, "What do you think?"
Asking strangely, Lord Yama also became a little strange. There seemed to be a light in his eyes, as if a hunter had seen the approach of his prey.
"Aren't you surprised why I was able to build such a place in my previous life? Or were you and I already acquainted with each other in my previous life?" I looked at the Lord of Hell and asked.
"Most of the things in the past I can't remember. Even if I remember, I won't tell you." Prince Yama said, "The agreement between us is still an agreement. You don't need to ask more, just give me what I want."
That's me. I think you also know that even if you don't want to help me, you still have to go to that place."
The words of Lord Yama are tantamount to telling me that he knows a lot of things, but he is determined not to tell me.
At the moment, it’s not like I can’t even bear this curiosity. Now that I know where my exact goal is, I can just move forward.
It's just that this road is probably extremely difficult and dangerous. If it were me in the past, I would be so scared that I couldn't help myself. But now, it seems that the moment I stood in front of the Sansheng Stone, I became calm.
Everything seemed to be my natural mission. I no longer resisted, but began to accept my fate. I don't know how long this calmness can last, but for me now, this state is very good.
Mo Yibai walked beside me and glanced at me secretly several times with a strange expression.
I glanced at Mo Yibai a few times, and I always felt that there was something strange about Mo Yibai, but I couldn't put my finger on what was strange. I just felt something strange in my heart.
I took the lead and walked at the front. After Jiuwei argued with Mo Yibai for a while, he followed me.
"Are you really my master?" Kyuubi asked me suspiciously.
I didn't speak, just nodded.
He stepped on the bluestone steps and walked up step by step.
Going up, there is another archway with four big characters on it: "tongue pulling hell".
After a few more steps, you will truly enter the eighteenth level of hell.
I don’t know what is in the eighteen levels of hell and what I will see, but I feel that I should see extremely terrifying scenes.
Lord Yama said as he walked: "Do I have to enter the eighteenth level of hell?"
He seemed to be very reluctant. He was clearly the Lord of Hell in the underworld, but he also seemed to be afraid of the eighteen levels of hell.
I said without hesitation: "Must."
Within a few minutes, we were already standing under the archway. Looking from the position of the archway, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen. The rectangle formed by the archway was like a black curtain.
I reached out and touched it. It was like a bubble. It was soft and I could reach through this black thing.
"I'll go first." Just when I was about to go over, Mo Yibai from behind pulled me and Jiuwei apart, and then stepped inside.
Mo Yibai walked in, and I followed, Nine Tails followed me, and Lord Yama walked at the end.
I felt as if I had fallen to the ground. When I got up, I saw a horrific scene in front of me.
Under the illumination of red flames, countless ghosts' mouths were opened, and then one ghost caught their tongues with iron pliers, stretched and pulled them.
Screams passed into my ears one after another. Looking at this scene, I really felt that I was in hell now.
"The eighteenth level of hell is actually like this." Kyuubi said beside me, with a look of pity on his face.
"That's why I said don't come down." Lord Yama stood behind me and turned his head, as if he was willing to watch such a scene.
"Are you also a compassionate person?" I turned my head and glanced at the Lord of Hell. In these eighteen levels of hell, the suffering beings are not only the ones who made mistakes in their previous lives, but also the sentence of the Lord of Hell.
To be honest, I don't think that the crimes committed in the previous life should be punished so severely, although everything has a cause and effect.
"This is not something I can control. All I can do is take care of the underworld according to the previous precepts." When the Lord of Hell looked at the ghost whose tongue was pulled out, a trace of compassion flashed in his eyes.
I glanced at Lord Hell and said nothing. When I looked ahead, I didn't know where the road to the next level of hell was.
In my impression, the eighteen levels of hell seem to be about time, not space. That is, if we want to go to the second level of hell, do we have to go through the precipitation of time? Then what year and month do we have to wait?
Before I could speak, Kyuubi spoke first: "This is the first level of hell. There are eighteen levels in total. How to get to the second level? Damn it, isn't this your territory?"
Lord Yama glanced at Jiuwei, his expression a little unhappy, but he still said: "The eighteen levels of hell are hells in time. Only after experiencing the first level can you reach the second level..."
"Don't we still have to use our tongues?" Kyuubi interrupted the Lord of Hell and said with a frown.
"I haven't spoken yet." Lord Hell said calmly, "If this place is really built exactly like the one in my underworld, then there is a way to get to the second level of hell."
With that said, Lord Yama walked forward. I followed behind Lord Yama and asked as I walked: "What method?"
After saying that, I looked around again, wondering if there would be ghosts here to catch us.
"There won't be any ghosts here for the time being." Prince Yama said and continued walking forward.
There was a road ahead with braziers on both sides. We followed closely behind Lord Yama. Under the red flames, Lord Yama's blood-red clothes became even more charming.
After walking for a while, the braziers on both sides reached the end, and there was no road ahead. Lord Yama stretched out his hands, closed his eyes, and began to chant.
Then, something like a gong suddenly rose slowly from the ground with a handprint on it. Lord Yama pressed his hand on it.
At the same time, an archway suddenly appeared on the ground in front. Above the archway were the four characters "Scissors Hell", and below it was still something like a black curtain.