Chapter 3087

"Guest, sometimes it is better to turn a blind eye," Niu Da reminded, not forgetting his duty.

Yan Xizhong smiled faintly. "Turning a blind eye requires eyes that can close. Now, someone does not want me to close them. I have no choice but to keep them open."

Niu Da snorted. "Guest, do not be too arrogant. There is plenty of suffering ahead for you."

"I will take it." Yan Xizhong was truly unafraid, so he replied seriously.

Hearing this, Niu Da knew Yan Xizhong would not stop warning others. Their plan was failing. However, he did not believe anyone could endure the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

"Let’s go. The next level is the Ice Mountain Hell." Niu Da’s tone returned to its usual flatness, as if the slight excitement he had shown earlier was fake.

"Evil women who murder their husbands, commit adultery, or maliciously abort their children are sent to the Ice Mountain Hell after death. They are stripped naked and forced onto the ice mountains. Additionally, those addicted to gambling, who are unfilial to their parents, or who are unkind and unjust, are also forced onto the ice mountains naked." Niu Da continued, "The person below is one who once murdered her husband."

"I think this is unfair," Yun Meng said. "Why must those who murder their husbands suffer in the Ice Mountain Hell? What if they murdered their wives?" Yun Meng asked seriously.

"It means the same thing: murdering one’s spouse," Niu Da explained again.

"But what if that spouse was an enemy, and the murder was for revenge? That would be understandable," Yun Meng continued.

"Do you still want to tour the Eighteen Levels of Hell?" Niu Da was slightly displeased.

"I am just curious. Your conditions are flawed. Besides, what era is this? Laws and regulations must be complete. You have bugs in your system, and you don’t even allow me to point them out?" Yun Meng expressed her strong dissatisfaction.

Then Yun Meng said to Yan Xizhong, "Husband, they made a mistake and blamed me."

"It’s fine. We ignore them. If their laws are bad, they will suffer the consequences themselves," Yan Xizhong said seriously.

Those who擅自 (unauthorized) use the laws of the Underworld, regardless of their background, will eventually be judged. This consequence is not something everyone can bear.

Yan Xizhong did not say it explicitly, but Yun Meng understood perfectly.

Yun Meng nodded. "Husband, you are right. Countries have national laws, families have family rules. The Underworld should also have its own regulations."

Hearing this, Niu Da’s heart trembled. He didn’t know why, but he felt something was about to happen.

"After seeing the Ice Mountain Hell, we will go to the next one. The next is the Ninth Level, commonly known as the Oil Pot Hell," Niu Da continued.

"We know this one. The most famous figures in the Oil Pot Hell are Qin Hui and his wife. I heard they were fried directly in the oil," someone nearby said.

Yan Xizhong nodded slightly. "We have heard this story too. I heard that the fried dough sticks we eat today have a common name: 'Fried Ghost.'"

"Isn’t that right?" someone nearby laughed.

"Quiet, quiet," Niu Da said. "Have you forgotten my reminder? This place requires silence."

"It is the first time I have heard that the Underworld requires silence," Yan Xizhong said calmly. "Besides, we are not shouting. We are just speaking softly. How is that noisy? Why do you need to remind us?"

Niu Da looked at Yan Xizhong. He knew that the current state of the Hell’s effect was caused by this person.

Their original goal was to make people afraid and terrified. But now, Yan Xizhong and Yun Meng were not afraid from start to finish. The other four, who were originally afraid, had their fear dispelled by Yan Xizhong and Yun Meng’s conscious or unconscious intervention. This was truly not a good thing.

"I work here. Am I not more familiar with the rules than you?" Niu Da retorted directly.

Yan Xizhong looked at Niu Da. "Then you should have told us to pretend to be mute at the beginning. Of course, when pretending to be mute, you should not have asked us to answer your questions either."

Niu Da glanced at Yan Xizhong. "You say this now. I hope you remain this calm later."

Yan Xizhong laughed. "I have always been calm. I have never been unsettled."

After speaking, Yan Xizhong made a gesture to proceed. "Let’s go. We continue to visit the next Hell attraction. To be honest, I have ventured through many terrifying zones. Yours are not really scary."

Yan Xizhong said seriously, "The existence of the Eighteen Levels of Hell is meant to warn people in the world. Its purpose is not to make everyone afraid of the Underworld. In fact, the Underworld is no different from a country. Each country has its own criminal laws. By deliberately making the atmosphere here so terrifying, you have already violated the rules of Hell. To be honest, I do not understand the true purpose of creating these Eighteen Levels of Hell."

"Since you are curious, let’s continue," Niu Da said. "Next, we will visit the Tenth Level of Hell. The Tenth Level is the Ox Pit Hell, designed mainly for those who abuse animals. In life, they abused animals; after death, they are naturally abused by animals. This is an eye for an eye."

Yan Xizhong hummed after listening. "This Hell is interesting. To be honest, killing chickens and ducks is common nowadays. Many other rare animals are killed too. Although being reborn in the animal realm is a karmic retribution for their past mistakes, it does not mean they do not have the right to live. Therefore, those who abuse them indeed deserve punishment."

"If we follow that logic, everyone in the world will go to Hell, because killing chickens and ducks is too common," Yun Meng said from the side.

Yan Xizhong shook his head. "It is not understood that way. Families kill chickens and ducks for survival. Some people kill animals for interest. Abusing and killing animals is a way for them to vent. Killing chickens and ducks for daily life is normal. Except for normal life needs, those who abuse animals will face retribution after death."

"Is this a form of double standards?" Yun Meng asked with a smile.

Yan Xizhong nodded slightly. "Something like that."

Looking down at the Ox Pit Hell, there were indeed a few souls being trampled and crushed by oxen. He only glanced at it, then said to Niu Da, "Let’s go to the next level."

Seeing that Yan Xizhong was not afraid at all, Niu Da felt a competitive urge. "The Eleventh Level of Hell is the Stone Pressing Hell."