Distorting mirror travels through the supernatural event book

Folk myths often talk about eighteen levels of hell, but few people have studied what the eighteen levels of hell look like, and now they have finally seen it with their own eyes.

Under the jade plate is a huge iceberg, in which the group of six tomb robbers appeared one after another. The first one to come out was Huang Laolai. He was hugging the iceberg naked|naked, and was pulled hard by the evil spirits behind him. With a crash, the skin on his stomach and thighs, even the belt, stuck to the ice, and Huang Lalai's expression twisted in pain.

As soon as the picture turned, a huge tree full of knives appeared in the eyes of several people. The tip of the knife pierced the back of the lame man. With a strong stroke upward, he was lifted up and hung on the tree; What appeared was a pair of scissors full of blood and rust, cutting off the old horse's ten fingers one by one. The old horse curled up on the ground and howled in pain... Scene after scene, but only Qiao Leting did not appear.

When these pictures disappeared, several people looked at Qiao Leting, guessing that he might not be executed.Maybe they hurt the law of heaven by robbing tombs all these years, and the fat man behind did not do anything bad so he escaped unharmed, or maybe he was the last one to bleed, so he was given special treatment.

Everyone had their own ideas, but no one said anything. Now it was pitch black under the jade plate. Huang Zishan took a light to shine forward, and saw a wooden ladder spiraling down under the jade plate, leading to the endless In the dark, the handrails of the wooden ladder are carved with delicate and lovely patterns, which are a bit childlike, and are incompatible with the environment here.

The two cripples were so frightened by what they saw just now that their legs were a little weak. Now that they saw the wooden ladder under the jade plate, they subconsciously asked the old horse beside him, "Can you get down?"

Although the scene I saw just now was terrifying, if I don’t go down, I can only wait here to die. If I go down, I might have a chance to survive. The old horse gritted his teeth and said, “Go down!”

Huang Laolai didn't speak, he was still blaming himself for the death of his apprentice, the old horse took the lamp in Huang Zishan's hand, knelt down and carefully looked at the wooden ladder below, he stood up after a long time, and said in a heavy tone Said: "This should be the legendary hanging soul ladder, everyone be careful," then turned his head and said to Qiao Leting with a serious face: "Fatty, you go ahead."

Qiao Leting let out an oh, silently took the light from the old horse's hand, and obediently stepped on the hanging soul ladder in front of him first.

He is a pitiful little bullied now, and he must be the first to be pushed out when he encounters danger. Must be a bad thing.

Several people went up the Hanging Soul Ladder one by one. Qiao Leting's body was too big, almost covering all the light from the lighting. Fortunately, they didn't only have such a lighting. The old horse and Li Hui behind each held up one , Huang Zishan turned on the flashlight that came with the phone. Although the light was still not very sufficient, it was enough for them to see their feet clearly.

Qiao Leting felt that he had been walking for a long time, and the footsteps behind him became lighter and lighter, but he could still hear the whispers of a few people. He shone the light on the middle part of the spiral staircase, and at this moment, he could only see the hanging soul ladder under his feet Extending infinitely downwards into the darkness, there seems to be no end.

Just when Qiao Leting was worried, a hand rested on his shoulder and disappeared quickly. Before he could turn around to ask, there were several screams from behind, and the hanging soul ladder under his feet shook violently. Qiao Leting lowered his head When I looked at it, I saw that there was still a Hanging Soul Ladder below.

They were hanging in the air at this moment, with the abyss beneath their feet, the rushing river rushing by, and then the river rose up, and there were countless dead bodies floating on the water, densely packed together, as if they had known each other before.

Suddenly, Qiao Leting seemed to hear someone calling him from behind.

"Yanyan, Yanyan..."

Qiao Leting wanted to turn around, but reason prevented him from doing so. He raised his hand and pinched his arm vigorously to wake himself up. After a burst of sharp pain, the sound disappeared, but Qiao Leting didn't dare to relax in the slightest. The river continued to spread upwards, and the corpses soaked in the water began to swell, and the white body quickly rotted, and the stench came. Foamy river water.

"Yanyan, let Weifu see you." The voice sounded behind him again, "Yanyan, Weifu misses you so much, Yanyan..."

But this time, Qiao Leting finally couldn't help but turned his head, but there was no one behind him.

Who is calling him Yanyan?

Before Qiao Leting could figure it out, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

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"Ji Yanyu, Ji Yanyu," the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was holding a full-month baby in his hands, turned his head and smiled and asked the subordinates beside him, "What's your name like?"

The doorman wearing a gray robe stood aside and replied respectfully: "Young Master, it is very good to get it."

The young man was very satisfied with the obvious compliments of the doorman, and called the child's name loudly, watching the child with bubbles in the swaddle unconsciously smiled, and stretched out two fingers to tease him.

He took the child back to his mansion and took good care of him. He watched him grow up day by day in front of him, and the love in his heart grew irresistibly. All that was given to him was given to him.

The diners gradually realized that as long as the young master was around, Ji Yue would be much easier to talk to than usual, so they always had to wait until the young master was around before they dared to speak out. Whenever Ji Yue was about to get angry, As soon as he saw Ji Yanyu, he automatically vented his anger.

Every day when Ji Yue came back from the palace, the first thing he did was to go to his own yard to see what Ji Yanyu was doing. At that time, Ji Yanyu had just learned to walk and was chasing a pregnant raccoon all day long. Flower cat, Ji Yue squatted down at the door after returning, clapped his hands and called, "Yan Yan, come to Weifu."

As soon as Ji Yanyu heard Ji Yue's voice, he immediately dropped the raccoon cat that was about to get, and ran towards Ji Yue on two short legs like a duckling. Ji Yue told him: "Slow down, slow down!" Come on, don't fall."

Ji Yanyu didn't listen at all, but ran faster and faster. When he came to Ji Yue, Ji Yue hugged him with open arms, stood up and lifted him up high. Ji Yanyu didn't know how to be afraid, Clapping little hands, giggling non-stop.

In the fifth year of King Zhou Nan, Ji Yan, the emperor of Zhou, sent his thirteenth son Ji Yue as a hostage to the state of Qi, in order to continue his noble status as the emperor of Zhou.

When Ji Yue returned to the mansion, he explained the matter to the doormen, maids and guards in the mansion. His trip was dangerous, and it was unknown whether he would come back alive. He only hoped that these people could help him take good care of Ji Yanyu.

The little Ji Yanyu came out from nowhere, waved her chubby hands and shouted at Ji Yue: "I want to go with my father!"

"You can't go, you have to stay at home," Ji Yue turned cold towards Ji Yanyu for the first time, and said in a deep voice, "Wait obediently for my father to come back."

"I don't want it, I want to go with my father." Ji Yanyu ran up to Ji Yue, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said coquettishly to him, "Where is father going?"

"My lord, why don't you take the young master with you." The doorman at the side stood up and persuaded, "This Luoyi is not peaceful, and staying here, the young master, may not be safer than going to Qi."

"Yeah, you can take care of something by your side."

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The doormen tried to persuade each other, Ji Yanyu's black eyes rolled, and suddenly sat on the ground and began to cry, the whole room became a mess in an instant.

Ji Yue sighed, knelt down and touched Ji Yanyu's head, picked him up, and said helplessly, "Okay, don't make trouble, I'll take you there."

Ji Yanyu raised her face, which was crying like a painted face cat, and put her arms around Ji Yue's neck, smiling through tears.

The winter in Luoyi that year was cold and long, and snowflakes the size of goose feathers fell one after another, covering the entire capital in white. Ji Yue got in the car and took Ji Yanyu, who was only four years old, to leave Luoyi and go to Qi Linzi, the capital of the country.