Chapter 227 Hell on Earth

Ajian: "What can I do? My power is given to me by King Biancheng, not by myself."

Indeed, as a god's favored one, he can borrow the power of the deep sea, provided that he can contact the deep sea. In many cases, this connection can be easily cut off. For example, in a place like Dream City, it is basically not in the same world, so it is useless.

Then Ajian is probably not much different. If he can't contact his god, then the identity of this god's favored one is dispensable.

After all this agitation, it was time for lunch at noon. Gan Qing took the two of them to a restaurant. This place in the south of the city is still very popular, and many people have spontaneously settled here.

"Fried noodles, ramen, stewed noodles, cold noodles, why are they all noodles, boss, is there anything else?"

The boss said with an embarrassed look.

"There's nothing we can do. Apart from rice and noodles, we can't buy anything else now."

Although there are only noodles, the price is not cheap. A bowl of noodles costs 88, which is like robbing money. After filling his stomach at noon, Ajian took the initiative to suggest going to the low-rent housing to have a look, on the grounds that the Yang energy is strong at noon, and the ghosts will not be particularly fierce.

Finally, Ye Tingbai thought about it and it was true. He had to go sooner or later, so he might as well choose a time that was favorable to them. He didn't want to take Gan Qing with him at first, but Gan Qing insisted on following him, saying that he had been there for eight years and wanted to find out the truth.

Ye Tingbai: "Let me make it clear first. If there is real danger, I won't help you."

Gan Qing replied unwillingly.

"Just don't let me help you!"

It was 12:10, when the sun was shining, but the area in the west of the city didn't have a single ray of sunlight shining in. It was as eerie and strange as when he came in the morning.

The buildings on both sides of the road were filled with hideous ghosts, but they dared not step out of the building. Ye Tingbai was a little curious about what would happen if they went out, so he went into a building and caught a ghost and threw it out of the building.

Ye Tingbai really didn't use much force, but the ghost was broken into two pieces after landing, just like being cut into two pieces by a sharp knife and axe from the waist. After such damage, the ghost still existed, and the cut lower body was still wriggling.

Ten seconds later, his upper and lower bodies were reconnected. He wanted to go back to the building next to him to escape, but before he took two steps, his upper and lower bodies were separated again.

Ajian: "Waist-cutting hell, you have to endure the pain of being cut in half every day, I was right."

Ye Tingbai threw out more than a dozen ghosts in a row, and Ajian identified four types of hells: waist-cutting, skinning, tongue-pulling, and boiling soup.

Among them, waist-cutting is the simplest and the easiest.

Skinning punishment, the skin of the thrown ghost is slowly peeled off, and then the bright red muscle fascia is exposed. After the skin of the whole body is peeled off, they will regenerate a complete set of new skin and enter the next round of skinning, and the cycle repeats.

Tongue pulling, as the name suggests, means that the tongue is pulled out, and boiling soup means that the whole ghost will be like being thrown into boiling water, bubbling and recovering. The intensity of torture is very strong, and this torture will not stop at all. Even Ye Tingbai feels horrified when he sees it.

Hell and reality are integrated. As long as these ghosts walk out of the building, they will have to suffer torture again.

After figuring out this rule, the few people felt much more relaxed. At least under the sky, it is still a safe area for the few people. Those monsters were tortured and had no energy to entangle them.

After only five minutes of walking, the three arrived at the low-rent housing mentioned by Gan Qing. This is a tube building with about twenty floors. There are all kinds of shops downstairs. The tube building is very dilapidated. It is estimated that it has been there for fifty or sixty years. The elevator shaft has become a ruin.

Maybe it was because it was daytime, no ghosts could be seen here, and the windows of every house were sealed, so he couldn't see what was in the room.

Gan Qing: "What kind of material is this? It looks so strange."

Ye Tingbai: "Human skin, it looks like it."

"How is this possible? How can human skin be so big?"

Ye Tingbai: "Wouldn't it be done if each person took a piece and spliced ​​it together? These ghosts are really fierce."

Gan Qing's face began to become unnatural. Her eyes were fixed on the human skin paper used to seal the windows. She seemed to be trying hard to find some evidence to overturn what Ye Tingbai said, but she gave up in the end.

There was a guard room on their left, and the windows were also sealed with human skin. Ye Tingbai tried to pull the door handle and found that it was locked. Ye Tingbai kicked open the rotten aluminum alloy door, and a cloud of smoke and dust came over.

There was nothing in the security room, it was empty, and it didn't look like anyone had lived there. He turned around and asked curiously.

"Will ghosts leave traces when they live in the houses of the living world?"

Ajian: "I don't know. I have never seen the situation here. If it was before, ghosts would not leave traces. The yin and yang are clearly distinguished."

He turned his head and looked at Gan Qing again: "You said that there are evil ghosts here. When did it happen?"

"Four years ago."

Ye Tingbai was amused. The information from four years ago was still brought out. Are these people still here to eat and wait for death?

The human skin used to seal the window in front of him is very fresh, tough and elastic. Some blood can be seen on it from time to time. If there is no special power to maintain it, then these things are newly made.

"Strange, if there are no ghosts living here, why seal the window?"

Then the three of them searched house by house on the first floor and found that all the rooms were empty, except for the window next to the main door sealed with human skin. There was nothing unusual. In such a gloomy and weird west city, it was abnormal that there were no ghosts in the whole building.

The three of them continued to explore upwards and finally saw a family on the third floor whose windows were not sealed with human skin. Ye Tingbai and Gan Qing looked at each other. She took the initiative to knock on the door. The knocking sound echoed in this quiet tube building and was particularly harsh.

After a few seconds, footsteps came from the door. They stopped behind the door and were quiet for a while. They should be observing a few people. Gan Qing went up and knocked twice again, and this time the door opened.

The door was pushed open a little, revealing a haggard woman inside. She had a heartbeat and body temperature, but she really didn't look like a person. Her hair was dry and frizzy like weeds on the roadside. She was skinny and bony, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

The eye sockets are deep, the skin is dark blue, the two eyes are full of bloodshot, and the blue veins are exposed around the temples. If this is a human, it is not easy to make a person like her. It can only be long-term malnutrition.

Not to die, but to make you live a bad life.

"Are you okay? If not, leave here quickly."

The woman's voice is very hoarse, so hoarse that there is no woman's voice at all, just like the hoarse sound of a worn-out bellows.