The old prisoner who almost had his tongue pulled out, and the other prisoner on the other side who had more air coming out and less air coming in, and who didn't have much left to live, all turned their attention to Su Wu in the middle of the cell.
Watching him twist the neck of 'Master Sagu' with a chain, strangling the strong Master Sagu like a chicken.
"Uh-uh-"
When the old prisoner saw Su Wu walking towards him, he was trembling with fear and his mind went blank!
"do not be afraid."
"I won't pluck out your tongue."
"You did not commit a crime and should have lived freely.
But I can only give you a chance to survive now."
Su Wu spoke calmly and walked up to the old prisoner who was swaying all over. He held down the old prisoner's wrist with both hands and pulled out the iron nail as thick as a finger - imagining the heartbreaking pain.
Before the sensation appeared, the iron nails on the old prisoner's wrists were pulled out, and then Su Wu pulled out the iron nails on the old prisoner's ankles.
The wounds on his body were quickly healed as Su Wu approached.
After that, Su Wu approached the older prisoner who was silent and about to die. He sighed and still helped him remove the iron nails from his hands and feet and healed his wounds.
"If you want to survive, you have to climb up this rope ladder on your own."
Su Wu said this to the two old prisoners.
The two of them looked at each other, neither daring to look at Su Wu's face, and said nothing.
With a sigh, Su Wu picked up the hidden knives scattered among the corpses of the two 'jailers' on the ground, inserted the knives into the scabbard, and threw them at the feet of the prisoners.
He immediately turned around and climbed up the rope ladder to the upper level of the prison.
The nearly dead prisoner looked up at the tall figure with shaggy hair and rags crawling into the light, panting with his mouth open and saying nothing.
"This, this, this..."
The old prisoner rubbed his scarred wrist, looked at the sheathed sword in the pile of corpses, and said tremblingly: "This is the Demon King, this is the Demon King - only the Demon King will give out weapons for killing people."
Innocent sentient beings, leading them to fight each other and enmity each other——
This, this, this—"
"Are you going to pick it up?" The dying prisoner looked at the younger prisoner.
The prisoner hesitated for a while, staring blankly at the sheathed hidden knife on the ground. He suddenly knelt down and picked up the hidden knife: "The dog slave will be a demon from today onwards..."
The dying prisoner grinned and put another Tibetan knife on his waist.
He looked at the round hole on the top of the prison, and suddenly took a long breath, then grabbed the rope ladder with both hands, and tremblingly prepared to climb up——
"You are so old, do you still want to climb up?
Can you still climb up?" The younger old prisoner helped hold the rope ladder and asked him.
"The devil just took a breath of my strength, and I think I can climb to the top - even a dying wild dog hopes to die lying on a meadow illuminated by the sun, rather than die in a putrid gutter."
The dying prisoner grinned.
The younger old prisoner was startled again: "The devil also went to the top where the sun is shining... We went after the devil..."
"We are chasing the light..." said the dying prisoner.
"Light is Buddha!"
"He obviously doesn't want others to mistake him for some kind of Buddha..."
"The light is the devil."
The two of them talked incomprehensible words and climbed into the round hole that was the light one after the other.
We arrived at the prison on the penultimate floor.
The area of the prison here is much larger than the prison on the last floor.
There was still a strong putrid smell all around, and there was a thick layer of corpses of snakes, scorpions and poisonous insects piled on the ground. In the pile of corpses, there were four corpses of jailers who had been strangled to death by chains. In the cell, all kinds of torture instruments had disappeared, and all the corpses were gone.
The prisoners who were tortured with torture instruments were nowhere to be seen.
Only on the top of the prison was a pair of shining scissors stuck, and torches illuminated the forest of scissors. The scissors emitted white light that penetrated through the small holes and was projected to the final level.
The light is so cold.
"Everyone is gone..." Two old prisoners sat in the cell panting.
The younger one picked up some dead scorpions, pulled out the stingers from their tails, and gave some to his companions. He stuffed a few scorpions into his mouth, chewed them a few times, and swallowed them.
After eating the scorpion, he belatedly said: "The scorpion hour is coming!
There are poisonous insects coming down from above again!"
"Don't be afraid.
Every extra moment of this life is a gift from the devil." The dying prisoner shook his head, and after eating all the scorpions, he climbed up the rope ladder and continued climbing.
The two of them climbed up the rope ladder.
I have seen prisons full of big trees covered with iron nails;
poison chambers flowing with mercury;
A prison fumigated by hot air...
The two of them walked, stopped, and climbed, and finally climbed to the top. They didn't know how long they had been climbing. Both of them were sure that the time must be very long.
But during this long period of time, the snakes, scorpions and poisonous insects that would have been scattered from the hole where the rope ladder was located have not appeared once.
"Isn't there no scorpion time these days?"
The younger prisoner said a little doubtfully, then patted his head and said happily: "It must be because these days are the birthday of King Kong, so the masters showed mercy and stopped pouring scorpions into the prison!
"
“Last time on Mahakala’s birthday,
The masters poured three times as many poisonous snakes into the prison cells as usual;
When 'Puba Vajra' was born, the number of poisonous spiders was five times that of usual;
'White Jade Tara'..." The prisoner who was about to die was lying in the cell on the last floor. Looking at the bright skylight pouring down from the circular hole where the rope ladder fell, he managed to get up and went to the cell.
Two millstones covered with blood and mud stains stood on both sides. He grabbed the rope ladder again and climbed up: "Silly boy, don't you understand?
There are no poisonous snakes or scorpions, it’s not because the master has shown mercy.
Someone has beaten away all the poisonous snakes and scorpions."
"It's—it's a demon again?!" the younger prisoner said.
The old prisoner climbed up the rope ladder and climbed into the boundless light at the top of the hole. The younger prisoner climbed out and looked up to see the white clouds and the clear blue sky.
There is no such strong rancid smell here, only the smell of grass and dust.
The younger prisoner lay on his back on the grass on the top of the mountain, closing his eyes and enjoying the moment. After a while, he heard rustling sounds from all around, and quickly got up, opened his eyes, and saw the top of the mountain.
Under the blue sky, white clouds, and green grass, there are all prisoners with hair standing on their backs, ragged bodies, and skinny bones.
The prisoners formed a long queue one after another, extending from the top of the mountain to the foot of the barren mountain!
At this moment, all the prisoners stood up.
Towards one direction——
At the foot of the barren mountain, the prisoner running at the front raised his arms and shouted: "I saw the devil!"
I saw the devil!"
"Go after it!"
"Go after it!"
"Go after it!"
The mountains and plains are filled with such shouts.
The mountains and fields are filled with the corpses of the jailers who guarded this place.
The prisoners shouted, grabbing chains, shackles, "ghost mouth", iron awls, steel nails, soldering irons, swords and other weapons, and ran towards the first person to shout!
The old prisoner looked blankly at the prisoners in the mountains and fields, and then turned back to look at his companion lying on the ground with his eyes narrowed and about to die.
"You..." He looked at his companion before saying one word.
The companion who was about to die opened his eyes, looked at him with a smile, and said: "Hurry up and chase him.
Don’t you want to chase me?”
"……think."
"Then go."
"You do not want it?"
"I'm dying--
After I die, my soul will chase after you too.
Go ahead."
"Then I'm leaving!" the younger prisoner said firmly.
His dying companion did not reply to him.
The other party lay dead in the green meadow, caressed by the breeze.
The younger prisoner wiped his eyes and caught up with the group of prisoners.
The condemned prisoner lying in the meadow,
The body turned into light dust, drifting among the prisoners in the strong wind.
…
Zhila! Zhila! Zhila!
Su Wu climbed along the rope ladder and climbed past the cell with two flesh and blood millstones.
Countless poisonous insects, scorpions, poisonous snakes and other living creatures poured down from the top, crawling all over his body. The energy between his eyebrows slowly circulated, turning all the living creatures into ash, and wrapped in a thick layer of ash powder.
His body released a breath that was either fiery and ferocious or bone-chilling, corroding his limbs and bones.
They were absorbed one by one by his body.
The scabs all over his body fell off layer by layer, and he fell into the prison on the top floor, where his white jade-like body melted into the light.
The prisoners in the Flesh Millstone Prison were stunned for a long time as they looked at the scabs falling on the ground.
Someone suddenly shouted: "These are the traces he left behind!"
"He is not a Buddha, he is a devil!"
"Trace of the devil!"
"What happened to the devil?"
"Buddha raped my wife, ate my son, cut off my limbs, and the devil gave me a life - I became a devil!"
Someone grabbed a piece of scab and drew a flame pattern between his eyebrows.
Others followed suit and drew such patterns on their foreheads.
The prisoners picked up various instruments of torture and stuffed the corpses of several jailers into the holes of the flesh millstone, grinding them into blood mud. They then waited quietly for about a moment.
"The devil said he would let us climb up again in a moment."
"The moment's up!"
"Go up!"
…
Su Wu climbed out of the prison cell, looking at the mountains rising from the plateau and the round holes at his feet, thoughtfully.
In the cell on the bottom floor, ‘tongue pulling’ is the first punishment;
The penultimate level has ‘scissors, stabbing’ as the first punishment;
The first punishment on the penultimate level is to tie a living person to an iron tree covered with iron nails;
…
The seventeenth floor of cells corresponds to the seventeenth floor of hell.
This eighteenth level of Avici Hell, the Infinite Hell, is actually the human world in the Hidden Realm.
This is quite appropriate.
"Ba Lama Hum!"
While he was deep in thought, the two yellow-robed monks who were pouring poisonous insects into the cell turned around and looked at Su Wu, who was as naked as white jade, with horrified expressions on their faces!
One person picked up the human-headed corpse stick at hand and recited the secret mantra. The four human heads pierced by the wooden stick in his hand opened their eyes at the same time!
The inexplicable and strange power entangled Su Wu——
Su Wu looked at the two of them quietly,
His lips moved: "Destroy them all!"
Two monks' heads exploded!
All kinds of human bone instruments were destroyed one after another!