MTL - Non-Human Seeking Re-employment-Chapter 111 basement one

The long tongue woman couldn't stand the grievances, yelling at the people outside the wall, but because the tongue was pulled out, the sound was very strange.

I saw the pile of tongues on the ground squirming and rushing to the players.

The nearest hapless player was just a bit licked by his tongue, his soft tongue stuffed into his mouth, leaving only one tail outside, and the rest slid into the throat.

The player turned red because of lack of oxygen, and turned to the side of the person for help.

Shen Dongqing was the most helpful, and he went up with a punch, right in the belly of this unlucky one.

"Voice--" The player's facial features wrinkled with pain, and the waist was bent like a shrimp. After retching for a while, the mouth vomited a long tongue, and the whole person collapsed.

The player next to him saw it and involuntarily removed his footsteps and opened the distance between the two.

Although it was not dead by the tongue, but... the way of rescue was too painful. People were saved, but they went to half.

Shen Dongqing slammed his hand and asked with great enthusiasm: "Does anyone need help?"

Players shook their heads and said they could handle the tongue.

The long tongue woman couldn't help but see the tongue. This group of players was even more angry. She even broke away from the two little devils who opened her tongue and rushed out of the mural.

The long tongue smashed in the air and tangled up to Shen Dongqing. The sticky droplets secreted in the process fell to the ground and burned a smoky blue smoke.

A good-hearted player reminded me: "Be careful!"

But this long tongue woman is very dangerous at first sight, and others can't help.

Shen Dongqing couldn't help but step back: "...is disgusting."

He just took a shower and changed his clothes.

The woman with long tongue saw the appearance of Shen Dongqing retreating, and thought that she was afraid of herself and laughed even more madly.

But her laughter didn't last long, the action stopped, and she flew out like a broken kite, and pulled a deep pit directly on the wall.

Shen Dongqing smashed the bottom of the floor on the ground, and it was very disgusting.

The long tongue woman fell softly on the ground, and the long tongue protruding from the mouth bounced and fell softly.

The player who just reminded Shen Dongqing was stunned.

This... is this over?

He doesn't quite believe his eyes.

After the long tongue woman fell, the little tongues were also deflated, and the players easily broke free.

Ding--

A copper key fell on the ground and made a crisp sound.

A player left to look at the right and did not dare to pick it up. For fear of becoming a target, he looked at Shen Dongqing: "Would you like... the key to you?"

Shen Dongqing simply refused: "No."

Player: "Ah?"

Shen Dongqing opened his eyes: "It’s so disgusting, whoever wants to be."

When the players saw it, it really had a muddy mucus on the key. It didn't feel like it. Now, after a reminder, it seems a bit disgusting.

The players looked at each other and eventually someone stood up and picked up the keys with their eyes closed.

This is the way to the next level.

But the strange thing is that there are two people who can't reach the other places on the first floor.

The other players spent a moment, and they understood that the two men who were left behind were slicking on the weekdays, often spoofing other players, and just made a slap in the hell.

In this case, other people can't do anything, they can only give up and continue to go up.

After opening the iron gate between the two floors, the stairs are stepped up.

The player who walked in the front just saw a little light, and it felt like a cold wind blowing over it, chilling.

He couldn't get away from it, he could only get stuck in the same place.

At this moment, the back suddenly slammed over and kicked the player to the ground.

At the moment he fell to the ground, the original standing place made a "squeaky" sound. A pair of high-scissors fell from the top to see the sharpness of the blade, fearing that the person could be easily cut into two halves.

The man robbed the rest of his life, just about to get up, and saw the scene in front of him screaming again.

This layer is spread over the body.

The corpse is not complete, but is cut in half, and the internal organs flow out from the broken place and flow to the ground. Even so, these people are still not dead, they are constantly rolling, mourning, the entire floor is full of blood.

Even if the players are well-informed, seeing such a scene, I still can't help but make a nap.

"Look for the key first."

The players were separated, and they found a key and went to the next level.

With the experience of the first two layers, after the third floor, I saw that people who are full of trees are not surprised.

The third layer is the iron tree hell.

The ground is full of iron trees, the trees are full of people, those people are peeled off when they are hung up, they look red and red, high and thin, thin and thin men and women, they twitch and twist their bodies, like A dead fish.

Shen Dongqing pinched his nose: "It's ugly."

Zhou Wenyan nodded: "It's ugly."

Shen Dongqing said quietly: "I doubt if this ghost king is a bit problem, normal people will not make the home like this?"

Zhou Wenyan corrected: "It is a ghost."

Shen Dongqing changed from good to good: "It is obviously not a normal ghost."

After listening to the whole conversation, Wu Jia silently thought that it is not very good to be a master in the family.

But these two obviously don't care about this.

Zhou Wenyan also asked with great interest: "If you are, how would you like it?"

Shen Dongqing thought for a moment: "First of all, if you have wifi, you can have a signal to play games."

Zhou Wenyan smiled: "And then?"

The days after Shen Dongqing began to fantasize: "To have a big TV set, it is best to have a floor-to-ceiling window with lots of snacks on the table..."

He turned to look at Zhou Wenyan, suddenly smiled and hugged the arm of the person next to him: "Of course you still have to."

Zhou Wenyan looked at him and his voice softened: "There will be."

The players over there have already found the key.

It can be like something that someone left before can happen again.

The player who was left behind was so aggressive.

"We have not done anything bad!"

The players who have a better understanding of ancient mythology said: "The iron tree **** is a punishment for the flesh and blood, and the people who are not related to each other. Are you committing these two?"

A black and thin man burst into a foul mouth: "Is this okay? It’s too outrageous to quarrel with the family? It’s too outrageous!"

For modern times, it is not a matter of breaking the law. When you get here, you will go to hell.

The players who are left behind are also suffering.

Those who lead to the next level are even more embarrassed. Most of them have made big mistakes, and maybe the next layer of **** is where they are trapped.

What can be done? They could not leave this copy before they got the ghost king treasure, and they could only continue to go down.

Compared with the first three layers, the fourth layer looks clean and fresh, at least there is no flesh and blood, and no stray limbs fly.

There are only mirrors and various mirrors.

As soon as you walked into it, each mirror reflected the figure.

The first player who walked in went straight to countless self. After a while, the image inside the mirror began to change, showing a picture.

This player has killed another player.

He committed the crime of killing.

Wu Jia: "The mirror is hell."

The sinners come to this layer of Mirrored Hell, and the mirror will reveal the sins that have been committed.

The player explained in a panic: "This is my way, I didn't mean it, ah-"

The trial here can be regardless of whether he is deliberate or not. A **** hand is sticking out of the mirror in front of the player and he is thrown into it.

There was a ripple on the surface of the mirror. Someone glimpsed that the player was thrown into the sea of ​​knives and mountains. He and the undead next to him stood on the fiery charcoal fire, as if they were dancing.

"This……"

If you are in the game before entering the game, these players may still have a clear conscience, can enter the game, how do you live without it?

The players silently stepped back and did not dare to enter the Mirror Hell.

If you don't enter it, you can't find the key to the next layer, and enter it. This 365° mirror without a corner can't be avoided, and it must be taken.

Now that it is in a stalemate, the screams of the players who are slashing into the sea are still in their ears, and no one dares to act rashly.

After a quiet moment, Shen Dongqing stood up: "I feel that I have not done anything bad."

Wu Jia whispered: "It may be a mistake to make a ghost..."

Shen Dongqing and Wu Jia looked at each other and silently retreated: "Then I made a mistake."

If you say that innocent npc is a bad thing, then Shen Dongqing is simply a sin.

Now the players can't think of a countermeasure. Someone has a retreat, but I can look back. The door that came when I didn't know when to close, the back is also a mirror.

Just looking at this, the man was pulled into the mirror.

When Shen Dongqing saw it, he came up with an idea: "I have a solution!"

"Since it is a mirror that will be pulled in, can you close your eyes?"

This method is unexpectedly simple and rough, like Shen Dongqing can think of it.

After Shen Dongqing finished, he looked proudly at Zhou Wenyan.

Zhou Wenyan: "It seems like you can try."

Shen Dongqing has another problem: "But closing your eyes seems to be impossible."

Zhou Wenyan opened his hand to him: "Catch me."

Shen Dongqing took the hand up.

Zhou Wenyan's palms are broad and knuckles are distinct. Shen Dongqing's hands are slightly smaller, white and tender, and the two hands are put together and they hold each other.

Shen Dongqing closed his eyes.

Zhou Wenyan took him and closed his eyes. The two men walked slowly.

The silhouette of the two people reflected on the mirror, probably because there was no direct view, and there was no crime on them.

The two groped and walked to the other end.

Other players see this method effectively, and they follow the example of closing their eyes.

It’s just that people are walking with their eyes closed, but they are not so tired and want to hold hands.

When all the players present arrived safely across the board, they had a problem.

"What about the key?"

Without a key, even if you come here, it seems to be useless?

Shen Dongqing waved his hand: "No key."

As he said, he went to the iron gate and seemed to push the door open by hand.

A voice of doubt was raised in the crowd.

"This iron gate is so heavy that it won't open."

"I tried it, and I can't push it without a key."

"We still go back to find the key..."

The words haven't finished yet, and there was a loud noise coming from there, stopping the conversations of the players.

The players slammed over.

The iron gate fell.

The players are so aggressive.

This is open?

Shen Dongqing patted the dust on his hands: "Yes."

The dust slammed down, revealing a long staircase behind the door.

The players are in the same place and have not reacted.

Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan went up.

Wu Jia quickly followed, but just took a step and hit a transparent barrier.

"Wait--" Wu Jia desperately knocked this layer of transparent barrier.

Shen Dongqing stopped, and looked back: "How come you can't come?"

In addition to Wu Jia, other players are also trapped in the Mirror Mirror Hell, can not go up and down, stuck in the middle is very embarrassing.

Wu Jia: "Mirror, you have to look in the mirror to make sure there is no crime to leave this layer."

Shen Dongqing scratched his cheek: "But we didn't look in the mirror."

Wu Jia can't think of why this is.

Zhou Wenyan said: "We have no identity."

When they came in, each player got an identity card and disguised as a variety of ghosts. Only Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan did not.

The eighteen layers of **** are naturally places that can be reached after death. The ghosts are judged.

Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan have no identity, they are living people. The rules of the 18th floor of Hell have no effect on them, so they can leave the Mirror Hell.

Wu Jia wants to understand this and says: "Then you hurry up and find the ghost king treasure. We should be able to go out after finishing this copy."

Shen Dongqing Chong Wu Jia slammed the individual and ran upstairs.

After understanding that the 18th floor of Hell has no restrictions for them, Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan have no scruples, and they have crushed the past all the way, and they have come to the 18th floor without much time.

The eighteenth floor **** is a knife saw hell.

The people here were tied to the stakes in a "big" shape, standing next to a little ghost, and sawing it with a rusty saw from the top of the head.

Saw it, stop it, saw it, stop it.

The screams of the saws were called seven bends and eight rounds, and they were quite regular.

Shen Dongqing looked for a long time, and only the people who were sentenced did not see the treasures of the ghost king.

He is a little depressed: "Is it not here?"

Zhou Wenyan: "Maybe not really here."

According to the builder's idea, the eighteen layers of **** are used for trial execution, and it is impossible to store the ghost king treasure here.

In this way, where is the ghost king treasure?

Shen Dongqing couldn't think of it, just grabbed a saw kid.

The saw is working as a single-minded person, and when it is too late, it is slipped up. It is still very confused.

Shen Dongqing shook the little devil and asked: "Do you know where the ghost king treasure is?"

The saw is a small devil. According to the instructions, where do you know this kind of thing? It shook his head desperately, and he couldn't speak. He only made a "ah" sound.

Shen Dongqing asked two or three saws and devils. They all answered this question. When he wanted to find the next one, the young man tied to the stakes said with great enthusiasm: "Save, save me, I tell you - —"

Young people don’t know how much bitterness they have suffered in the jigsaw hell. They are ragged and full of dirty blood. The horror of this **** is not sawn by a saw, but after being sawn in two segments, it will immediately return to its original state. , repeated suffering from being sawed.

Some of the prisoners in the eighteen layers of **** are real ghosts, and some are players.

Once the player can't hold on to torture, he will lose consciousness and be deprived of the player's identity and become one of the npcs who are punished.

Shen Dongqing heard that he had snatched the saw of the saw.

The saw is born with a green face and a fangs. It looks extremely horrible, but in the face of Shen Dongqing, the saw was robbed and did not dare to speak, and the small face was aggrieved.

Shen Dongqing saw the chains on the young man with a saw.

As soon as the young man lost the support of the wooden stake, he fell to the ground. He barely stayed awake and said intermittently: "In the ground, in the ground... one layer..." When he finished, he fainted.

The eighteen layers of **** are located in the ground. The larger the number of floors, the lower the distance, and the 18th floor of the underground. The design of the tower is completely reversed, and it is layered up.

Think in the opposite direction, in fact, the underground floor is the real high tower.

From the outside, the tower is towering high, and the people who come in naturally will go up subconsciously, and will not think that there is another layer below.

The young man also came to the 18th floor. He thought it was too late. People were trapped in the jigsaw and could not get out of hell.

Zhou Wenyan picked up a comatose young man: "Go ahead."

So the two went down again.

Wu Jia is still on the fourth floor of the Mirrored Hell waiting for the two big men to return home. When he wants to come, these layers of **** should be hard to beat them.

Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan really came back soon, and they did return home.

How can you get something wrong with this? How is it personal?

Wu Jiameng: "Where is this?"

Shen Dongqing: "Hey."

Zhou Wenyan threw the young man to Wu Jia: "First, keep it."

Wu Jia suddenly picked up a hot potato, I don't know what to do, I can only put it aside. When I looked up again, I saw only the backs of two people. He shouted at the back: "Where are you going?"

Shen Dongqing waved his hand against Wu Jia: "Let's go see!"

Then the figure disappeared into the stairs.

The two returned to the first floor.

The woman with a long tongue stunned, and her brain was stupid. She heard the movement of someone coming. She didn’t see the person coming, and the body rushed up.

boom--

She hit the wall again and pulled out a deep pit.

Shen Dongqing gave her a foot on the conditional reflex, and after he put down his foot, he was a little embarrassed and went to condolence.

As a result, the woman’s eyes turned over and she fainted.

Shen Dongqing touched the tip of his nose and made a look regardless of his affairs. He walked away from the woman with a long tongue.

Zhou Wenyan looked for it on the first floor and found a secret door.

The dark door is behind the mural at the entrance.

The original mural painted a woman with a long tongue who was sentenced. Now that the woman with long tongue leaves the mural, there are only two unscrupulous devils. The secret door is between the two devils. In general, players will avoid such places, and naturally they will not find the flaws.

Zhou Wenyan reached out and pushed the secret door open, revealing a road to the underground.

The stairs are deep, as if there is no end.

Zhou Wenyan and Shen Dongqing walked one after the other, leaving only the footsteps that were superimposed in a small space.

I don't know how long I have gone, I finally saw a little light in front.

Going down the light, I finally reached the last stage of the stairs.

At the end is an empty square. The center of the square is a high platform. There is a small box in the center of the high platform. The box is locked. I don't know what is inside.

Shen Dongqing feels that it is a ghost king treasure.

"--Whether anyone is full, nothing is going to be a mess here?" he said.

Zhou Wenyan: "That's right."

It’s just that the things in this box are not so good. Under the faint light, the faces of the surrounding walls are highlighted, and the bones that are locked inside are revived, looking directly at the group. Intruder.

The ground cracked countless gaps, and a rotten hand was drilled out of it and swayed in midair.

Shen Dongqing slammed Shantou: "The welcoming ceremony is quite warm...that is, the cheerleading team is too ugly."

The "cheerleaders" under the ground were angry. A ghoul climbed out, squatting, screaming at Shen Dongqing, and all of a sudden, the empty square was crowded with people. No, it was full of ghosts. .

Shen Dongqing fanned his nose at the nose.

You know, there are so many ghosts, the smell of the body is mixed together, plus this is a closed space, not the average person can stand it.

He looked up at the center's high platform.

This high platform is a bit far away, and there is a group of cheerleaders in the middle. The difficulty is still a bit high.

Shen Dongqing touched his chin and thought: "Would you like to burn it all?"

Zhou Wenyan pulled out a lighter.

Shen Dongqing tried to open the lighter, and it took a lot of effort to make a burst of faint flames.

Just then, the ghouls screamed up with their mouths open.

Shen Dongqing did not resist, just took a lighter and got together.

The flames flashed a bit, reflecting the ghoul's rotten face, its mouth wide, and there was a stench inside.

"It doesn't seem to work..."

The ghoul snorted and then flew out by Zhou Wenyan. The ghoul's body was huge and his hands and feet were inflexible. He knocked over several companions in the middle, and they rolled into a ball, and they couldn't climb.

Shen Dongqing had to give up this idea and directly crushed the past.

These shins and ghouls have relatively low IQs and can only be used as cannon fodder. It took a little effort and time. Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan came to the high platform.

After waiting for it, Shen Dongqing went over to see the box.

The box is small and exquisite, with a variety of patterns on it, with a lock in the middle.

Shen Dongqing reached out and tried to touch the box. The top of the room suddenly sounded a male voice: "If I were you, I wouldn't touch the box."

Shen Dongqing looked up and saw the man hanging on the ceiling. The man was wearing a very sinister cloak with a mask on his face, revealing a pair of ruby ​​eyes and looking at the people below.

Shen Dongqing: "You..."

If the words have not been exported, the man will proudly say: "I know what you want to ask, and I will tell you mercifully, I am - the ghost king."

After waiting for a while, he did not see the two panicking as expected. He was a little angry and said: "What? You look down on the ghost king."

"No..." Shen Dongqing said sincerely, "I don't think it is like a ghost king, it is more like a problem with intelligence."