Chapter 1839: Eighteen Levels of Hell

In Andu City, Fengtaowan area, on the banks of the Jiangan River, stands a man-made architectural scenic spot covering an area of ​​30,000 square meters, named—Ghost Town.

The building was built in 2010 by the local government for tourism development and then subcontracted to individuals.

In the scenic area, according to the local ghost culture as the blueprint, there are Hades Palace, Naihe Bridge and other underworld buildings, which are also interspersed with some performances to attract tourists.

However, in terms of scale and history, this ghost town has a huge gap with the Fengdu ghost town hundreds of miles away, so it is affectionately called "Little Ghost Town" by the locals!

And the tourists who come here to visit are basically special incidentals to Andu tourism, so even in the peak tourist season, there are not many tourists who come here to visit.

For example, today, until ten o'clock in the morning, there was a group of sunset red tour groups with dozens of people coming to visit.

The scenic spot guide held a microphone and seemed to be working hard to explain, but from his slack eyes, it could be seen that he was already tired of this unstable job.

After taking these elderly tourists around the ghost town, they finally entered the last scenic spot in the scenic spot.

"Everyone," the guide said after entering the attraction, "this is the legendary 18th floor of hell!

"So, people, please don't do bad things or do things that are wrong to your heart. Otherwise, if you go to the underworld, you will be tortured in these eighteen levels of hell..."

As he said that, he led the tourists into the gloomy hall. Inside the hall were three-dimensional figures that were slightly smaller than real people, showing people the horrors of sinners being tortured.

"Look..." The guide pointed to one of the group of portraits and said, "This is the hell of pulling out tongues. As the saying goes, misfortune comes from the mouth. We must not be gossips, otherwise, these people who were sociable and slandered Others, those who lie and deceive others, will be sent here to be punished!

"Look, the little ghosts use pliers to pull out the sinner's tongue, not all at once, but for a long time... Scary or not..."

Although they knew it was fake, the tourists were still terrified and did not dare to speak nonsense.

"Here..." As we continued to move forward, the guide introduced to the next group, "This is scissors hell. If there is a widowed woman, if you incite her to remarry, then in the underworld, the little devil will cut you off." The ten fingers of...

"Looking at Iron Tree Hell again, it is set up for those villains who separate others,

The trees are full of sharp knives, no one wants to be tied to such a tree...

"This is the evil mirror hell. If someone uses relationships to escape guilt in the mortal world, he will be arranged to look in the mirror when he arrives here. As long as he looks in the mirror, his original crimes will be revealed..."

"Hmm..." Who knows, when he was talking about this, an old man behind him suddenly couldn't help talking. He patted the explainer on the shoulder, pointed to a portrait in Nie Jing Hell, and asked, "Guide, What's the matter with this woman? Did I make a mistake?"

Following the reminder from the old man, everyone looked together, and they saw that there was one more person among the portraits—a woman!

The size of this woman is about the size of a real person, and she doesn't fit in with the clay statues in the scenic spot at first glance.

What's even weirder is that this woman in red is sitting next to the imp and the punished. Although she is facing the tourists, her face is covered with a fiery red hijab, like an ancient bride to be married.

But the bride is the bride, and in her arms is a baby wrapped in a white cloth—baby swaddle! ! !

"this……"

The guide is very familiar with this place. When he saw such a portrait at first glance, he couldn't help complaining in his heart. He thought it was a mistake made by the staff of the scenic spot and moved the portrait from other places here.

However, a few seconds later, he was startled suddenly, and realized that something was wrong. In the entire scenic spot, there was no such a portrait, and there was absolutely no life-size one!

this……

Out of curiosity, he took a step forward almost subconsciously, reached out and took off the red hijab on the woman's head.

Swish...

After taking off the hijab, all the tourists present were shocked!

oh oh oh...

Exclaimed, they retreated one after another.

"This... what is this thing?" The commentator's reaction was a bit slow, he held a red hijab in his hand, his eyes carefully looked at the woman's face for a few seconds, and then he said uncertainly, " This... this can't be a person, right?"

After finishing speaking, he turned back to look at the tourists, but saw that the tourists had already picked up their mobile phones and cameras and snapped pictures...

...

An hour and a half later, Zhao Yu, Zhang Ling and others arrived at the scene of the crime in the ghost town.

"What!? Ge Laozi, I'll dig your earwax!" Despite the presence of Zhao Yu, Captain Zhang Ling was so angry that he cursed the street, and shouted at the commentator, "You still let them take pictures! People! !?"

"Scatter..." The commentator turned pale with fright, "Scatter..."

"I'm fucking you immortal..." Zhang Ling was so angry that he raised his hand and made a pre-strike, but after seeing Zhao Yu, he changed into a clenched fist and roared, "Get it back for me quickly, the photo Not even one can be passed on!

"If you make things worse, you will definitely not be able to escape the responsibility!"

"Yes! Yes, yes, I will go right away, I will go right away..." The guide held his head and wanted to leave, but was pulled back by Zhao Yu.

"Okay, it's too late!" Zhao Yu said to Ran Tao, "Tell Zeng Ke to contact the Internet Security Team!"

"Understood!" Ran Tao quickly picked up the phone.

Zhao Yu turned around and said to the leaders of the scenic spot: "Hurry up and contact the travel agency to see which team it was just now, and stop them quickly! Otherwise, your scenic spot will only be closed, and who will dare to visit your place in the future? ?”

"Yes!" The leader of the scenic spot nodded quickly, "We have already contacted, I didn't expect... I didn't expect it to become such a big trouble..."

"Group Leader Zhao..." At this point, forensic doctor Zhang Peipei, who was examining the corpse, suddenly said to Zhao Yu, "Come and take a look, the deceased...is a man!"

Since completing Xiangjiang's case last time, Zhang Peipei did not follow Zhao Yu and others to Yaoming, but returned to the Criminal Office.

This morning, she just rushed over, but she didn't expect such a case to happen before her luggage was packed.

"What!? A man?" Zhao Yu was taken aback, and so were the others.

Everyone came to the front and took a closer look, and they saw the Adam's apple on the neck of the deceased.

"What... what are you doing?" Zhang Ling frowned, "Why is he still a man?"

"Leader, captain," a local forensic doctor said to Zhao Yu and the two at this time, "The deceased's face was hideous, his body was stiff, and there were traces of binding before. On the surface, it should be the same as the case of Guandi Temple!"

"Hmm..." Zhang Ling let out a long sigh, "You don't need to tell me about it. Sigh! The thing we were most worried about happened!

"It's been less than four days," Zhang Ling said depressedly, "It's too fast!"