My Weird Life

   Chapter 783 From Hell (12)

  Slight skylight poured down through the fist-sized hole on the top covered with a layer of iron grid. The smell of rotting flesh and fermented body fluids mixed into an extremely strong smell here, constantly rushing into Su Wu's nostrils.

  He lowered his head, looking at his ragged clothes—

   At the moment when he walked into the "Yuan Kong's past life", he had already sensed that his body was extremely weak, and the cunning in his body was also covered by the power of the simulator.

  All these things made him suspicious.

   In this simulation, did I enter the "Sims" on the same time axis and in another world line, or did I really go back to the past, and I am the "Yuan Kong" in the past?

  He slightly moved his hands and feet nailed to the wall, and bursts of piercing pain radiated from the wounds on his limbs.

  But as his body moved, Su Wu was convinced that his physical weakness was only temporary.

   Moreover, such weakness is more conducive to the accumulation and development of one's own "Human King Curse Seal".

  Itself is like a bottle. In the past, the bottle was filled with water, and every subsequent improvement caused by it is insignificant compared to the huge amount of water stored in the bottle.

  But now this 'bottle' of myself is on the verge of breaking.

Every increase, every accumulation of water, will cause more cracks on the bottle, until the bottle finally breaks—however, after the bottle is broken, it will not really become a pile of glass fragments, but will be reduced to the original bottle capacity. Based on the basics, improve a lot—as for how much can be improved, it depends on Su Wu's own accumulation.

  In Su Wu's eyebrow chakra, the energy of mind slowly circulated, reflecting the limbs and bones of the whole body, restoring its own strength.

He turned his eyes and looked at the dark, one-person-high prison. Several monks in gray climbed up the upper floor of the prison one by one along the rope ladder hanging down from the round hole the size of a water tank on the top of the prison. layer.

  The rope ladder kept swinging, and it took about a moment before it stopped swinging.

  This means that the other end of this rope ladder must extend to a position of more than ten meters, or even tens of meters above the top. The prison that Su Wu is currently in is extremely deep underground.

   Or in the naturally formed mountain tunnel stone cave.

  The level of prison that Su Wu is currently in is already the lowest level.

On the hard rocky ground under his feet, there were piles of highly corrupted and muddy corpses—most of those corpses belonged to rats, poisonous snakes, and scorpions, but there were also one or two pieces of human skin mixed in, and bits and pieces of green pus all over the place. Juice, vaguely recognizable internal organs, and clumps of hair curled up in the corner of the prison.

   On the side of Su Wu's position, there was a **** figure nailed to the stone wall.

  The human figure has complete limbs, and the body parts are still complete.

   Only the whole skin was peeled off, and I don't know where it was sent by the lowest jailer.

   Wow, wow, wow...

  At this time, in a dark corner of the prison, the sound of dragging chains sounded,

Accompanied by that sound, the two were wrapped in thick felt robes, with a thick layer of green and black mucus on the surface of the felt cloth, and their hairs and long hair were all tied up, like figures of human bears emerging from the darkness. The corner came out.

  The person on the left made a vague voice: "Quick work, we need to get three heads, three sets of intestines, and two barrels of blood.

   Fortunately, there is no need to peel the skin, otherwise the time will be too late.

  The 'Scorpion Hour' is coming soon. "

   "Then you have to sharpen the knife.

  If the knife is not sharpened quickly, the head cannot be chopped off with one knife. If you make more cuts, the head will not look good. The guru will still send down the punishment. The man on the right followed, and the sleeve of his left hand was illuminated by the light leaking from the hole on the top of the prison, and there was a bright knife light.

  Su Wu looked at the knife in the man's hand,

   Looking at the light pouring down from the hole on the top, he suddenly frowned.

  If I am in a certain mountain tunnel, or if I am more than ten meters underground, why can I still see the skylight pouring down from the top?

  Looking at the rays of light flowing in those holes, Su Wu suddenly felt that such rays of light exuded a chill.

   Before he got to the bottom of it, the two bear-like people with chains around their ankles and wrists had already dragged the chains, wading across the flesh-and-blood ground, to the left and right of Su Wu.

  —The 'person' on Su Wu's left has been stripped of its skin, and a **** human-shaped silhouette has been formed on the surrounding walls.

  The 'Human Bear' on the left walked up to the flayed man, pinched open the mouth of the corpse, and mingled his fingers in the mouth a few times.

  He muttered a few words in his mouth: "Without a tongue, it's good to have no tongue..."

   As he spoke, he pulled out the knife at his waist, wiped it casually on the felt cloth under his armpit, chopped off the skinned head with one blow, and threw it into the basket next to him.

   Then he cut open the skinned man's abdomen with a knife, trying to pull out the intestines of the corpse's abdomen.

  Su Wu watched the man's movements.

  At this time, there were bursts of terrified screams from his right side.

  He turned his head and looked to his right.

The 'Human Bear' on the right held the sharply sharpened knife against the chest of the living prisoner whose limbs were nailed to the wall. The emotional voice said, "Open your mouth, and let me cut off your tongue, so I won't hear you barking."

   "Mmmmmmm!"

  The prisoner listened to what he said, his face covered with black mud was full of tears.

  He closed his mouth tightly, his eyes were full of begging, as if he felt that if he kept his mouth shut, the other party would not be able to cut off his tongue, and he would not have to die because of it.

  Su Wu looked at the thin, dark-skinned prisoner.

  The other party was already skinny, and he was an old man.

   Four of the ten fingers on the palm of one hand are missing, let alone a left foot.

"Why…"

Seeing that the living prisoner was unwilling to open his mouth, the man on the right sighed, put the knife aside, and took out a few tools from the corner of the wall with one hand. A polished piece of iron, he inserted the end connected to the iron piece into the gap between the prisoner's mouth, grasped the two ear handles of the 'torches' with both hands, and with a sudden movement, the prisoner's mouth was separated!

"ah!"

  The prisoner yelled in panic and pain!

  The corners of his mouth were torn, and blood flowed out!

"Snapped!"

Just as he was yelling, the man-bear slapped the old prisoner **** the face, looked at the corner of the other's blood-stained mouth, and said sharply: "Let you stick out your tongue honestly, you broke your tongue, don't make noise, I I can also give you a good time!

   Don’t let me speak with a ghost, don’t let me speak with a ghost!

   Now, the corners of the mouth are cracked, and the scalp looks bad!

  I will never spare you!

  I will never spare you! "

  The old prisoner had tears streaming down his face, bowed his head to the 'jailer' again and again, and shouted imploringly: "Grandpa, Grandpa Sagu, the dog slave is wrong, the dog slave is wrong—"

   "Hey—" The "jail guard" called "Sagu" suddenly pulled out an iron hook, and stuck the tongue in the old prisoner's mouth!

   "What crime did he commit? To be treated like this?"

  At this moment, the man who was nailed to the other side of the old prisoner and covered in thick and long hair spoke out.

   His voice is not loud,

  But people subconsciously **** up their ears and concentrate on listening.

  The iron hook in Sagu's hand was not pierced, and the old prisoner curled his head in fear and closed his mouth tightly.

   "What crime did you commit?" Sagu was a little dazed, he turned to look at the old prisoner, "What crime did you commit?"

  The old prisoner looked at Sagu in fear and dared not speak.

   "When Grandpa Sagu asks you, just talk, and don't pull out your tongue now!" Sagu said impatiently.

  The old prisoner had tears streaming down his eyes, and murmured, "When the dog slave was cleaning the stables for 'Lord Nigesang', he ate a handful of horse beans and starved his horse, so he is locked up here..."

"And you?"

  Su Wu looked at another elderly prisoner who was also nailed to the wall opposite him, shrinking back.

That prisoner was actually older than the 'old prisoner', and the prisoner who had exhausted a lot of air and received less air in squinted his eyes at the white light flowing from the hole on the top, and whispered: "I am old, I am useless, locked here, Keep it for the Bodhisattva..."

   "What kind of crime is this?"

   "Offending a nobleman is a crime!"

The 'human bear' on the left finished cutting the skinned corpse, and walked up to Su Wu with the iron hook. He pushed back the hair covering Su Wu's face, and suddenly found that the prisoner's face was very beautiful under the white light. —'Ren Xiong' was stunned, grinned, and asked Su Wu: "What crime did you commit?"

   "I have committed no crime."

  Su Wu shook his head.

   "It is the Buddhas here who committed sins.

  I **** them to hell. "

   "Heretics! Heretics!"

  The 'human bear' looked at Su Wu in shock and anger, and yelled.

  The rest of the people, whether they were prisoners or jailers, all looked at Su Wu in disbelief, trembling all over, as if Su Wu was an evil ghost crawling out of hell!

   "I pulled out your tongue!

  I chopped off your head—your head, dirty, your blood, disgusting, your intestines, filthy, can't be offered to Bodhisattva, can't be offered to Bodhisattva! "The human bear screamed wildly, raised his head, and chopped Su Wu's head with a knife!

  The shining knife came suddenly!

  To split Su Wu's head in half like a watermelon!

  Su Wu smiled as he watched the iron knife slash towards his forehead!

when!

   A loud bang!

   Sparks are flying!

  Su Wu's head was safe and sound.

  The glaring knife was broken in half, half was held tightly by the jailer, the huge force broke his arm, and half turned around, wiped his neck, and cut off his head!

  Blood gurgles and sprays around the neck!

  Su Wu moved his neck and his limbs vibrated.

At a certain moment, his arms trembled, and the iron nails on his wrists and ankles flew away, and the holes pierced by the iron nails quickly closed—he stepped closer to the stunned Sagu, and lifted the chains on his hands and feet. Get up, wrap everything around the opponent's neck, gently strangle the opponent's neck, and break the opponent's neck!

   The prison fell into complete silence!

  (end of this chapter)