Chapter 39 Chapter 3 Hell Banner

The cave is so wide that you can hear echoes when you speak in it.Everyone walked around the cave. It is estimated that the cave is about 20 meters deep and about the size of a basketball court.What's even more strange is that there is actually a layer of bluestone slabs on the ground under his feet. Each of those bluestone slabs is about four square meters in size, with some strange patterns engraved on them, which looks antique. First Young Master Liu clapped his hands suddenly and said, "Great, we can get out from here!" Everyone looked at him suspiciously, "What? Have you found a way out?"

Liu Dashao pointed to the bluestone slabs under his feet and said: "Look at these bluestone slabs, they are obviously repaired by people. That is to say, in the past, people often came here. Since someone can come here, it means There must be a passage connecting to the outside world!" Hearing what he said, everyone felt excited as if they had just woken up from a dream. Zhang Enpu pondered for a moment, then suddenly reminded: "I don't know what the ancients used this place for, everyone be careful!" Young Master Liu asked Zhang Enpu, "Then master, can you tell when these bluestone slabs came from?"

Zhang Enpu squatted down, touched the bluestone slab and said, "The pattern on this bluestone slab is a bit weird, and I'm not sure when it was made, but judging from the texture, it should be around the Ming Dynasty." The two were talking, when suddenly they heard Bai Ermeng shouting in horror: "Oh, my mother, come and see!" Everyone's heart trembled, and they ran over following Bai Erlaizi's voice.Only half of the candle fell to the ground and was still burning.The fire shone on Bai Ermanzi's face, his face was pale and bloodless, and his haggard face looked like a zombie.He fell to the ground, trembling in front of his fingers, "There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"

Seeing his appearance, everyone felt a little scared, what was it that frightened Bai Erlei into such a virtue? Tian Guoqiang picked up the half of the candle and said, "Damn it, don't scare us. We are good young people living under the spring breeze of socialism, and we don't believe in ghosts and gods!" Then, he took a step forward and held up the candle Go forward. "Ah?!" Tian Guoqiang's arm suddenly froze in the air, and he could only hear him stammering, "This... this... is too scary..." The circle of light of the candle was reflected on the stone wall not far away. Everyone took a look at it through the candlelight, and they were so frightened that they couldn't even speak.I saw a huge painting scroll about five meters long and two meters wide hanging on the stone wall about three meters away from them.The patterns on the scroll are bloody and weird, and the colors are so bright that it makes people dizzy.The painting depicts a man kneeling on the ground with his hands bound and his mouth open.There was a brazier next to him, and a ferocious kid held a pair of red-hot iron clamps, clamped the man's tongue tightly, the man's tongue was pulled long, accompanied by billowing thick smoke, blood flowed from the The corners of the mouth kept overflowing.

A faint smell of blood and rancidity emanated from the painting scroll, which made people want to vomit. First Young Master Liu shook his dizzy head, took a step back and said, "What the hell is his grandma's painting, why is it so scary?" Tian Guoqiang suddenly said: "Did you find that there is something wrong with this painting?" When Tian Guoqiang said this, he was very gloomy, which made us all have goosebumps. Everyone asked him what was wrong, and Tian Guoqiang said in a trembling voice: "Why do I feel that the person in the painting is not like a painting, but a real person!"

What? !Everyone looked at the bloody picture in horror, and the more they looked at it, the more they felt that what Tian Guoqiang said was right.The whole painting gives people a strong sense of three-dimensionality, as if the people in the painting will crawl out at any time. "Give me the candle!" Zhang Enpu took the candle from Tian Guoqiang, walked to the front of the stone wall, took out a handkerchief to cover his nose, and then quietly looked at the painting. Zhang Enpu looked very carefully, and saw that he took out a tissue and held it in his hand, and then touched the scroll through the tissue, with a very strange expression on his face.

After a long while, Zhang Enpu turned around and said to everyone with a solemn face: "Do you know what this painting is made of?" First Young Master Liu replied casually: "Of course the painting is made with a brush and paint!" Zhang Enpu shook his head and said, "No! This painting is embroidered with silk hair!" strands of hair? !Everyone looked at Zhang Enpu in disbelief, the painting embroidered with hair silk, there are such weird scrolls in the world?Young Master Liu walked to the scroll full of doubts, Zhang Enpu said: "Don't touch it with your hands!"

First Young Master Liu nodded, and took a closer look, only to see that the bloody picture on the scroll was indeed embroidered with fine strands of hair, and I don't know what method was used to make those strands of hair tightly embroidered. Stick together without any gaps between each other.Strictly speaking, this is really a wonderful scroll. However, who embroidered this painting?Why embroider such a bloody and weird pattern? At this time, everyone's hearts are full of doubts. Tian Guoqiang was speechless: "How many people's hairs would it take to embroider this scroll?"

For some reason, Young Master Liu felt uncomfortable when he remembered that the painting was embroidered with hair, and his scalp was numb and itchy, as if his hair was being torn off one by one. At this time, Bai Erlaizi also got up from the ground, and while patting the dust on his buttocks, he said with a silly smile: "So it's a painting, I thought it was a ghost!" "Hey, look, there's another picture here!" Tian Guoqiang shouted beside him. Take a closer look, everyone. At a distance of about five or six meters from this painting scroll, there is also an equally huge painting scroll. Just now everyone’s attention was on this painting scroll, so they didn’t notice the painting scroll not far away. There is another picture in the place.

Everyone walked to another scroll, and saw that the content on this scroll was also weird and bloody. A little ghost took a pair of large scissors shaped like a squid's mouth, and cut off ten fingers of a person. The blood flowed from the scroll. It spewed out from the severed finger, which was shocking. Tian Guoqiang said: "What kind of torture is this, why is it so cruel?" "Damn it, come and see, there are more cruel things here!" Young Master Liu screamed. At the same distance of five or six meters from this scroll, a third scroll appeared, and the pattern on this scroll was even more bloody.In the middle of the pattern is an iron tree. Instead of branches, there are countless sharp blades growing on the trunk. A naked person was hung on the iron tree. Numerous holes were pierced into his body by the sharp blades. Blood and broken flesh kept falling down. dripping.

First Young Master Liu resisted the desire to vomit, and retreated far away. Zhang Enpu said suddenly: "Quick, keep walking to the side, there must be other scrolls here!" What Zhang Enpu said was correct. When the two of them moved another five or six meters to the side, a fourth painting scroll appeared on the stone wall. The painting on the scroll was a bronze mirror. The golden light shone on the man, but a monster appeared in the mirror. The two kept moving, constantly discovering new scrolls. On the fifth scroll is a big steamer with a raging fire under it. A person is bound hands and feet and placed in the steamer like a suckling pig, as if to be steamed into a human head. The sixth scroll depicts a thick copper pillar, a fire is burning inside the pillar, the copper pillar is burnt red by the fire, a few little ghosts are constantly fanning the wind, a person is stripped naked and tied to the copper pillar, His whole body was scorched black, and there were wisps of smoke. The two of them looked at one picture after another, and unknowingly walked around the cave. After counting carefully, there were as many as eighteen scrolls like this, and the content of each painting was different. But all of them are tortures that are rare in the world. Seeing them, Young Master Liu was terrified and his hands and feet were cold. After reading the eighteenth painting scroll, Zhang Enpu said to Liu Dashao: "Sure enough, I did not guess wrong. The content on these scrolls is the 18th floor of hell!" Eighteen levels of hell? !First Young Master Liu was shocked. The legend of the eighteen levels of hell had a long history, and he was no stranger to it, but no one knew which eighteen levels of the eighteen levels of hell were. Zhang Enpu explained: "Every scroll here represents the torture of a layer of hell. Starting from the first scroll we saw, the eighteen layers of hell are: Tongue Pulling Hell, Scissors Hell, Iron Tree Hell, and Mirror Hell. , Steamer Hell, Copper Pillar Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Iceberg Hell, Oil Pot Hell, Bull Pit Hell, Stone Press Hell, Mortar Hell, Blood Pool Hell, Undeserved Death Hell, Punishment Hell, Volcano Hell, Stone Mill Hell, and Knife Hell .” First Young Master Liu stuck out his tongue and said, "Oh my God, these 18 hells are too scary. It seems that we should not do bad things, otherwise we will be thrown into these 18 hells after death. What a pain!" Zhang Enpu said: "Actually, the difference between the 18 levels of hell is not in space, but in time and criminal law. For example, people who did bad things in life will go to the corresponding hell after death. It seems that people who like to sow discord and tell tales in life After death, people will go to the first level of tongue-pulling hell. In terms of time, the first level of hell is 3,750 years in the human world. The living beings here must live here for 10,000 years. It is impossible to die one day earlier, and this ten thousand years is equivalent to 13.5 billion years in the yang world. Since the time and lifespan of hell are multiplied sequentially, so, when you reach the eighteenth floor of hell, you will be born with 100 million years of life. The unit of hundreds of millions of years, such a long period of torture, can be said to be worthy of the name, and the scene of pain and cruelty is beyond the imagination and comprehension of the world." Hearing what Zhang Enpu said, First Young Master Liu couldn't help but gasped. If there were really 18 levels of hell in this world, it would be really unbearable. "Okay, okay, let's not study the 18th hell, let's find a way out of here first!" Tian Guoqiang said. That's right, how did you start researching the eighteen levels of hell? If you don't go out from here, everyone will be suffocated to death by this dark oppression. There were only two flashlights, Young Master Liu distributed the candles in the bag to everyone, and everyone split up to find a way out. Suddenly Tian Guoqiang screamed: "Snake...snake..." Then the light flickered, and the flashlight in his hand fell to the ground.