owlsbooks Page 389
Page 389
"His immortal, where is the key to this throne?"
Ye Fan looked at the golden key in his hand, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Originally, I just wanted to enter the small eighteenth floor of hell to investigate, but I didn't expect that there would be a surprise.
Ye Fan put the key into the system space, and then began to look at the surrounding environment.
It was almost as he had imagined, except for the jagged peaks and bottomless ravines, nothing alive could be seen here.
The whole world is in a terrible darkness.
The evil wind that kept blowing in his ears was mixed with shrill screams.
Ye Fan looked for the direction of the wind, and saw a huge building as dark as ink from a distance.
The screams should have come from there!
Ye Fan fumbled towards the huge building in the distance.
He was going to go inside first to see if he could find any clues.
As the distance continued to approach, the screams became clearer and more terrifying.
Just hearing this kind of voice can make Ye Fan, a Taoist priest who has experienced many battles, get goose bumps all over his body.
"Hell really is hell, it's really not something ordinary people can live in!"
He, who didn't come in to suffer, couldn't bear it, let alone those guys who were struggling in the frying pan.
Ye Fan saw a group of ghost soldiers patrolling near the building from a distance, and there were two little ghosts standing at the gate, holding forks in their hands, chatting with each other.
Ye Fan frowned slightly, unexpectedly the security here is quite strict.
It is still quite difficult to get in easily!
It is even more impossible to break in by force. The super large building in front of me is actually a super large formation.
If any ghost enters, its strength will be greatly restricted.
Otherwise, how could those powerful ghosts be put into the frying pan willingly?
Just as Ye Fan was thinking about how to get in, he saw a kid walking out of the building.
I saw him holding a basket in his hand, which contained pieces of black matter, walking towards Ye Fan's direction.
I saw the kid jumping up and down, humming this nursery rhyme, singing:
"The sky is blue and the earth is vast!"
"Yan Wang is a bit busy, the judge is here to share the worry!"
"The big ghost entrusts the little ghost, let's help together!"
"The big prison can't fit in, let's pretend in the small prison!"
"Zishi is busy with gongs and drums, and the ghost is sent to the execution ground!"
"Lu la la lo la lo la lo la lo!"
Before he knew it, the little ghost had already reached a position not far from Ye Fan.
He walked to a dark hill and poured the black lumps from the basket onto it.
It was only then that Ye Fan discovered that the tall mountains near this super-large building were all formed by the accumulation of the dark lumps in the basket.
At a glance, there are thousands of peaks hundreds of meters high!
After the little devil finished pouring out, he muttered in his mouth, "Once the oil pan is deep-fried, the sins will be reduced!"
"Poor my kid, I have to pour every day!"
"Lu la la..."
"You are……"
"Ouch!"
Ye Fan picked up the kid who had fainted on the ground, and sent him into the Demon Locking Tower.
Then he picked up the basket on the ground and turned into the appearance of the kid just now.
Following his example, he jumped and sang and walked towards the super-large building.
When passing by the patrolling ghost soldiers, Ye Fan deliberately swayed in front of them.
I want to see if my appearance can pass the test.
But these ghost soldiers didn't even look at him, they just floated past him!
Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that these ghost soldiers have been numb for a long time after patrolling here day after day.
If there hadn't been a huge change, they probably wouldn't have taken a second look.
Then look at the two little ghosts standing guard at the door, their expressions are not much different from those of patrolling ghost soldiers.
Ye Fan's heart has settled down.
As long as he doesn't make a big mistake, it's basically hard to attract the attention of these guys.
Sure enough, as he thought, when he walked into the door.
The two little ghosts on duty, like the patrolling ghost soldiers, didn't even look at him at all.
And Ye Fan only heard complaints from their mouths!
"Hey! Recently, the wages of the underworld have been paid more and more late!"
"If this goes on like this, life will not go on!"
Another little ghost said: "Yes! This state has lasted for almost a year!"
"What are you talking about rectifying and rectifying? After so long, it hasn't been corrected yet!"
"On the contrary, more and more evil spirits are being sent here!"
"Hey! The workload has doubled, but the salary has not increased at all!"