The so-called Avici Hell has no hope of liberation. People who are sent to Avici Hell have to experience five kinds of Avici Hell: the first is "time without time", and they will suffer from all the time; the second is "empty without space", and they will suffer from all kinds of torture from head to toe; the third is "the sin instrument is without space", and all kinds of torture tools are used; the fourth is "equality without space", and they will be punished without taking care of men, women, and young; the fifth is "life without space", and they will be punished after repeated death countless times.

In Buddhist concepts, the Avici Hell is the most painful among the eight major hells, and it is also the lowest level of the eighteen levels of hells among the people. It means the greatest pain and torture between heaven and earth. All those who fall into the Avici Hell are hopeless people with great sins and evils. Once they fall into it, unless all the sins are washed away, they will not be able to escape from this place and get the opportunity to be reincarnated.

Just a month ago, Zhang Wuhui hadn't thought that he would fall into such a hell. He liked to read Buddhist scriptures. During the study intervals of Zonghengsi, he liked to study Buddhist scriptures the most. He had the idea of ​​becoming a monk and being a monk wholeheartedly. However, he was the only son in the family. His father and mother did not agree to let him be a monk who could not marry and have children. Therefore, he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​becoming a monk.

Among the students of Zonghengsi, he was the most outstanding student, and was deeply appreciated by Mr. Du Ruhui, the Minister of Zonghengsi and the right servant of the court. He personally included himself in the blood droplet team and became a glorious and excellent agent of Zonghengsi. For this reason, Zhang Wuhui was extremely honored, but what he did not expect was that he would be treated like this in just one month.

Tied to the cross, several burly men with dark eyes wearing black masks only exposed their eyes and mouths stood in front of him with torture instruments in hand. This look made him feel extremely bad. He was wet all over, and it was obviously a bucket of cold water that woke him up. Before that, um, the vague memory showed that he had inexplicably lost consciousness when he was about to fall asleep. He was here after waking up.

Here is Tubo...

Are these people the Tubo people?

Zhang Wuhui was very frightened. Has he been exposed after only accepting the task less than half a month? This was an order issued by Marquis Suning. Could it be that the Tubo people's inner circle had entered Marquis Su's mansion and became a well-known figure. Can he obtain news about this top-secret mission? Although Marquis Su said that this task was a lifetime, he did not say that he would be treated like this after entering Tubo as a merchant!

What about the Zonghengsi Guard who protects himself? He died in battle? Otherwise, he would not have been taken out of the inn so easily. It was a state guesthouse specially for merchants of the Tang Dynasty to live in. It was very cautious and was not so easy to be compromised, unless it was an insider. He had set his sights on himself early in the morning and started to take action as soon as he entered Tubo. Doesn’t this mean... Tubo has already noticed the actions of the Tang Dynasty?

And I am the first person to be caught? Or not the first one, many people have been caught. And I happened to hit the blade at this time? This is unscientific. Such a big change will not be hidden from the numerous eyeliners set up in Tubo. No matter what, we must first figure out who these people are, where they are, and what they encountered.

"Who are you? Someone is a merchant allowed by the Tang Dynasty to enter Tubo for business. If you don't give a suitable reason, you will definitely not give up with you!" Zhang Wuhui wanted to use his momentum to check and balance them, but this move was not practiced well, and the eyes of the great men were still cold and there was no change.

It was just another thin middle-aged man who emerged from a place that Zhang Wuhui could not see, and all the men in black-clothed black masks gave way to him. It seemed that he was the leader of these men and the envoy. Zhang Wuhui swallowed his saliva and felt a little nervous, but remembered the usual training that normal businessmen would not be quiet when they encountered such a thing, but would only shout loudly to ask them to let go of themselves. Quietly, it would arouse suspicion.

"Who are you? Let me go! Let me go! What do you want! I am a merchant from the Tang Dynasty, I am a native of the Tang Dynasty! You arrest me like this is contrary to the treaty between the Tang Dynasty and Tubo! You can let me go, otherwise the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty will not let you go! Your Zamp will not let you go! Let me go! Let me go!" Zhang Wuhui shouted loudly, and at the same time, his eyes showed unknown fear.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "No one knows that you are here, nor will anyone know that I was kidnapped you. We already know what the Tang Kingdom wants to do. So what if it is Songzan Gampo? Is it our opponent? First kill all of you Tang Kingdom's detailed works, and then you can attack Songzan Gampo. Hahaha, do you think you can deal with us by getting some monks and Taoists?

I tell you honestly, we have already arrested dozens of people like you and killed them all, so what? Do the Tang Kingdom know who did it? Do Songzan Gampo know who did it? Don’t you know, who knows it was done by us? Do you doubt or doubt work? There is a saying in the Han people that you don’t admit your account, I just don’t admit your account, why are you patient?

We already know your identity, then what Zonghengsi is right? It's all like this. You, just tell me all the tasks you know. I'll save your life. If you don't say anything, I'm not a rude person. I'll never be rude when dealing with the Han people. So, in order to avoid the suffering of flesh and blood, you still say it. It's good for you, and I have time left."

Zhang Wuhui was shocked, but his good training and literacy prompted him to show a stunned expression, which was the same expression as all those who heard such news for the first time. You must be cleared up afterwards. No matter whether what he said is true or false, it must be denied, otherwise there will be no way out: "You, you, what did you say? I know that we all obtained certificates there, but, but I really don't know what you said about him, what detailed work?

Why don’t you admit it? Dozens of people? What are you talking about? I am just a businessman, I don’t know anything. You, why are you arresting me? You want to arrest others, I am just a businessman, I just want to do business and make money. Who will provoke me? Do you know how difficult it is for me to come?

Do you know how many people I have cleaned up to grab this place? You caught me without saying a word. How can my whole family live! How can my son and my wife live! You, you are about to let me go! Let me go! I want to go back, I won't come, I will never come in my life! I won't come! I don't want money! Let me go! I give you all the money! Let me go!!!!" Zhang Wuhui screamed loudly almost madly, and tears came down his face. His nose and tears flowed, and he looked like a mentally ill patient...

The middle-aged man frowned, with a little hesitation in his eyes, but he still turned a cold face: "It seems that you won't be honest about using something to you. People are just a mean, and you will be beaten. If you don't fight, you will really not be able to do it. This is not good. I'll waste everyone's kung fu. Just use torture. Be careful, don't beat him to death. If you beat him to death, we will lose more than you."

Several big men nodded without making a sound, looking at Zhang Wuhui in secret. Zhang Wuhui's eyes widened, and he couldn't stop and leaned back. He wanted to hide back, but could not move. Seeing the big men approaching step by step with torture instruments in their hands, he could not retreat, could not stop, and could not protect himself. For him, this was no different from being dead...

"Don't come over, don't come over! I, I tell you, I, my brother-in-law knows the officials of the Tang Dynasty, and he will vent my anger for me! You hit me a few times, and I will ask him to give you ten times the amount! You, don't come over, don't come over! Ah! Ah! Don't hit me! Ah! I will let my brother-in-law deal with you hard! I want to kill you! Ah! Ah! No!" Zhang Wuhui was thrust hard on his body by a whip as thick as a thumb, and blood was leaking out...

"Stop shouting, they can't understand much Chinese. If you say it, they can't understand it. Besides, what if you understand it? Your brother-in-law knows an official? So what? Is it Suning or Du Ruhui? Hahaha, don't expect them. Just call them honestly. If you call them, you can avoid these flesh and blood. Why not do it?" The middle-aged man sat aside with gloating and watching Zhang Wuhui's tragic appearance.

Zhang Wuhui was beaten so hard that he almost lost consciousness. He had never been beaten so badly since he could remember. The pain was really unbearable. These great men were fierce. Zhang Wuhui was very afraid that he would be beaten to death. So in excessive fear, Zhang Wuhui was knocked out, lost consciousness, and temporarily escaped from pain.

Hearing the cries disappeared, the middle-aged man stood up, walked to Zhang Wuhui, reached out to find Zhang Wuhui's breath, and then said to the big men: "I fainted, bring salt water to cheer him up. We are interrogating, but I actually fell asleep during the interrogation. This is not good."

A big man brought a bucket of salt water. The middle-aged man smiled and nodded. The big man picked up the wooden barrel and threw it at Zhang Wuhui. The bucket of salt water poured Zhang Wuhui into a state of turmoil. He felt so happy that he roared to the sky: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The middle-aged man reached out to stroke his wound, and pinched it hard into the flesh with his nails, allowing the salt water to clean his body deeper. Zhang Wuhui's body trembled violently and he shouted: "No! Ah! Ah! Let me go! Let me go! I'm just a businessman! I don't know anything! Mom! Ah! Ah..." Then he tilted his head and fainted again...

The middle-aged man took out a piece of cloth and wiped his hands, and said depressedly: "What a useless young man. He looks very brave. He ends up being so careless. It's really hard for me to treat. Let's do this. Let's have another bucket of ice water to cheer him up. Don't faint so easily. We have to interrogate him, not to invite him to sleep!"

Another big man brought a bucket of water and a bucket of ice. He poured half of the ice into the water and stirred it. The middle-aged man tried the water temperature and took it out as soon as he reached in: "Oh, it's really ice. The place is quite cold. Haha, come on, give him some energy!"

So a bucket of ice water poured on Zhang Wuhui from head to toe, and another shrill roar. Zhang Wuhui's eyes turned red, his expression became a little demented, his whole body was shaking, and he murmured something like "I don't know", "I am a businessman", "Let me go", etc. After listening to it, the middle-aged man heard it, but he didn't hear any useful information. He shook his head and said, "This young man is really hard, better than the person I caught, but that's the beginning. Come on, it should be very cold to pour the ice water on his body just now. Now warm him up, is the iron soldered?"
Chapter completed!