Chapter 3 (This chapter is free)

Hua Qiangu has seen so many ghosts since he was a child, but no matter how bloody and terrifying it is, it is not as weird as the scene in front of him.

Thousands of tongues were hung from the sky with red lines, uneven and covered with the top of the head, like hanging corpses. And all kinds of tongues, some are big and some are small, some are dark and some are light in color, some are dry and black, like withered flowers. Some are bright red in tongue coating, and the tip of the tongue is trembling slightly, as if they are unwilling to be tied up with the red lines and are struggling desperately. The cut end is even dripping with fresh blood, as if they have just been pulled out of a person's mouth.

Hua Qiangu was disgusted and felt like millions of ants were crawling all over his body.

He quickly turned around and walked back, but it hit a man with a bang, which made him scream again in shock.

The three souls disappeared and Qi Po opened their eyes wide and looked at the person in front of them. They were wearing a wide black suit, like the wings of a bat, with strange triangle patterns and dark patterns on it. They wore an extremely hideous and fearful hungry ghost mask on their faces, with sudden eyes and long tongues stuck out with nails on them.

"Amitabha, don't eat me, Amitabha, don't eat me..." Hua Qiangu bowed repeatedly. In the past, the old man who heard the storytelling in the village said that there was a layer of the eighteenth floor hell called the tongue-pulling hell, where the ghosts there love to eat people's tongues.

Buddha said: I like to slander people, hate words, speak nonsense, speak frivolously, or speak high or slander the scriptures, be jealous of the wise and capable, and be arrogant and arrogant, and go to this hell.

The ghost soldiers in prison will directly snap a person's tongue with a burned iron hook, or clamp the tongue with iron pliers and pull it out, and it will not be pulled out at once, but will slowly lengthen and pull it thinner. Then they will use the burned iron piercing to pierce the throat, causing people to survive, die, and cannot speak, and they will suffer from great pain until they are over. Generally, those who are reborn as humans will suffer from dumbness and cannot speak.

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"What do you make if I eat?"

But suddenly I heard a sharp and slow speech, so strange that it didn't look like a human voice. Hua Qiangu fell all over the ground with goose bumps.

But I saw the guy who looked like an evil ghost, lowered his head and slowly approached Hua Qiangu's neck. Then he took a deep breath and a rumbling sound of praise came from his throat, as if he had smelled something delicious.

"I don't taste good! I'm dirty and smelly all over. Don't eat me! I've been on the way for a long time and haven't taken a shower!!"

Hua Qiangu turned sideways and wanted to escape, but he was blocked by the man.

"You actually broke through the formation and broke into here. You saw the biggest secret of Yisha Pavilion. Do you still want to leave like this?"

Hua Qiangu was crying without tears, and he hung so many disgusting tongues. Who would like to see it? He took two steps back and took advantage of the glimmer of light on the wall to look at the shadows on the person on the opposite side. Fortunately, it was not a ghost, not a ghost.

"I didn't mean it. I promise not to say it out. I was very forgetful. As soon as I went out, I forgot everything that happened today! Believe me!"

"Oh? I believe in you, but why should I believe in you? What is the price for you to believe in you?"

"I, I, I swear! If there is any violation, I will not die well!"

The person in front of him suddenly pulled out a knife and handed it to her.

"Ah! No, I want to kill someone to silence me!"

"Leave a drop of your blood."

"Ah? What?"

"Leave a drop of your blood."

"It's just a drop of blood, that's easy to deal with." Hua Qiangu gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and finally cut a hole on his index finger, squeezed a drop of blood out. It dripped on a bright thing handed over by the man.

"Can I leave now?" It's so terrifying. Beneath so many tongues, there was such a terrifying person in front of me.

"Aren't you here to ask me questions? You haven't even asked yet, and you're so anxious to leave?"

Hua Qiangu was stunned: "You, are you Yi Jijun?"

"Yes." The voice was dragged long and looked sarcastic. Hua Qiangu never thought that the legendary Yi Jijun looked like this, but he was not as scared as before.

"Do you like to eat carrots?" suddenly asked curiously.

The person on the other side coughed twice, and Hua Qiangu felt that he was laughing under the mask.

"Is this the question you are going to ask me for advice?"

"Ah, no, there is something more important than this. I want to ask you that I want to go to Maoshan to learn skills, but I can't even go up the mountain. Is there any way?"

Yixiaojun pondered for a moment.

"Yes, the answer also costs a price. Does it require blood? I'm so much!" Hua Qiangu rolled up his sleeves with a righteous look.

"This question is too simple. There is no need to pay your blood. You don't know how expensive your blood is, so don't waste it casually. You just need to tell me your birth date and horoscope, as well as your name and origin. In short, the more detailed the better."

Hua Qiangu frowned in confusion. Did he check his household registration? Tell him that those shouldn't matter, right? He wouldn't use witchcraft to lower his head, right? But he could only tell him honestly.

Yi Jiujun nodded and handed her the translucent dew-like pendant. Hua Qiangu took it to her and looked at it carefully. It was clear and transparent, as bright as tears, and there was a trace of red blood inside, like a petal condensed in it. Isn’t it the drop of blood he just shed?

"this……?"

"This is called the water droplet of the sky, the phoenix's tears are condensed. If you wear it on your body, you can go to Maoshan."

"Ah! Really! That's so simple! Great! Thank you!"

"No need to say thank you, this is what you should do. There is nothing in this world that does not need to pay. Those carrots are the price you see me. And what you want to know from me, whether it is the truth or the news, the size of the price is determined by its value. You have paid, and I will give you an answer, but it is fair?"

"Yeah, do I want to know anything? Can you help me see if I can become a master and how old can I live?"

"I am not a fortune teller. The future is in your own hands, and I am not as omnipotent as the rumors in the world. I can know almost everything that happened in all dynasties and countless truths buried by the dust of time. However, I cannot predict the future and will never grasp the hearts of people."

"Oh...but, how do you know so much?"

"Did you see the tongue hanging all over the attic?" Yi Jiujun raised his hand, and Hua Qiangu lowered his head and did not dare to look up.

"My hobby is to collect people's tongues."

Hua Qiangu's complexion was paler.

"The tongues here are collected by my ancestors hundreds of years ago, and I only collected them recently. In these tongues, there are men's tongues, women's tongues, old people's tongues, children's tongues, emperor's tongues, and beggar's tongues... Which one do you like?"

Hua Qiangu pursed his lips tightly and shook his head hard.

"Do you know? There is no one without a tongue, whether it is flying in the sky or running on the ground. But the most important meaning of the tongue is not because of taste but because of words."

"speech?"

"Do you want to know what the truth is? The tongue will tell you. And the more people's tongues are collected, the more news you will know. Why is Yixiu Pavilion the oldest and most mysterious Q&A in the world and also an intelligence network? It is because we have the most tongues in the world."

"Does your tongue speak?" Hua Qiangu's teeth trembled.

"Of course, the tongue can sing. Come here, I'll let this tongue sing for you."

Hua Qiangu saw that his tongue squirmed twice and was so scared that he retreated far away.

"No, no!"

"Each of these tongues is very obedient. Sometimes they also need to water them, and sometimes they also need to open the windows to let them bask in the sun." Yi Jiujun looked up at these tongues, and his doting tone was like talking about his own children.

Hua Qiangu swallowed his saliva.

"You ask them, do they all know?"

"If they have seen it before their lifetime, they will certainly know it. If they don't know it, sometimes they will discuss it together and then discuss the best solution."

Hua Qiangu couldn't imagine that tens of thousands of tongues gathered together for a meeting. It was so creepy.

"Where are you looking for so many tongues?"

"Some are cut off from the dead, some are the people who come to Yikong Pavilion to ask questions, and the price they promised to pay. When that person is about to die, the dead man from Yikong Pavilion will appear in front of him and take his tongue away before he dies."

"Don't that hurt? Why don't you wait until he dies before taking it?"

"This, the tongue of a dead person is different from the tongue of a living person. If the tongue of a dead person is cut off, you can only ask it one question, and it can only answer it once, and after it is finished, it witheres. And the tongue of a living person can answer many questions as long as you irrigate it well. Of course, a question will only be said once, and it will truly die after it finishes all the words it knows. Look at the fresher the one hanging on it, the fresher it is just pulled out, the lighter the color is not angry, and it is used too many times, and it is about to wither."

"Too, too..." Hua Qiangu didn't know if it was too terrible or too incredible.

"Do you know why everyone in the world is afraid of Yisha Pavilion?"

"For, why?"

"I'm afraid that Yijiu Pavilion will cut off the tongues of the dead or the dead, and know their secrets. So, whether it is the palace or various sects, in order not to be known about some of their scandals or **, I often secretly cut off the tongues of the dead before being buried, or nailed nails on the tongues of the dead, so that the tongue can't be reported!"

"But you can catch the living person and cut his tongue to know that he has other people's secrets!"

"It is not something you can know just by wanting to know. For the tongue of a living person, it has its own will and is not as easy to control as the dead. Therefore, it is necessary to make a contract and promise to offer its tongue to the Yisha Pavilion before death."

"It's so terrifying... Fortunately..." Otherwise, Yiji Pavilion would be too terrible and wouldn't pull out all the tongues of the people in the world.

"Be good, stick your tongue out." Yi Jiujun suddenly said softly, but that voice made people sweat.

"What are you doing?" Hua Qiangu quickly stuck out his tongue, and then covered his mouth as if he was afraid of being cut off.

"The color is very good. Do you want to make a contract with Yiji Pavilion? I can satisfy you whatever you want!"

"No!" Hua Qiangu refused.

"Maybe you will come and ask me one day."

"I don't know! Who will let someone cut their tongues? Everyone has secrets, and they should have secrets. You are not a god, you should not know everything and keep revealing the secrets of heaven."

"Haha, kid, you're so cute, but your tongue is even more cute."

Hua Qiangu covered his mouth and prevented him from seeing it.

"But." Yi Jijun suddenly bent down and looked at her who was only more than half her height and smiled gloomy and strangely, leaned in her ear and said softly, "As long as it is the tongue I touched, no matter what I say in an incense stick, it will be controlled by me!"

Hua Qiangu took two steps back with goosebumps on her body: "Why would I let you touch my tongue? Can I leave now? I'm still rushing to Maoshan to become a disciple!"

"Of course, welcome to come next time!" Yi Xiujun said sarcastically and made a call to her.

Hua Qiangu didn't dare to look back at the tongue everywhere, and fled out like flying. He ran back with a red face after two steps.

"Sorry, where should I go?"

"No matter what forks you encounter, you can go out all the way."

"Oh, thank you."

"Okay, thank you, just beg me the price of asking me for directions."

Hua Qiangu looked speechless, he was such a petty person.

Yi Jiujun stood in front of the railing, watching the little child gradually disappearing. He took out a radish from his arms, bit it and started eating it. It was indeed sweet!
Chapter completed!