The punishment of hell is far more cruel and painful than the punishment of the world, and it will never end.
Zuoyi took me to visit the frozen hell, which corresponds to the lava hell that the hell messenger took me through. It is the same as the underworld hell I have been to, and it is both ice and fire.
I asked Zuoyi in a low voice, "How can I leave hell?"
Zuo Yi said indifferently: "As long as the messenger of hell agrees, you can leave at any time."
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and she said again: "Teacher Yuan, do you want to know the harshest punishment in hell?"
"The most severe punishment? I don't know what it will be like?" I agreed, and Zuo Yi said, "Then you have to be mentally prepared!"
Zuo Yi led me back in the direction I came from. When passing by the ice lake, I saw the souls of these onlookers draining into the lake.
"After death, the humiliation in hell may be less than the humiliation in the world, after all, you can avoid relatives and friends!" Zuo Yi said lightly.
We came to an abyss. She grabbed my hand and led me into a tunnel. After passing through the tunnel, I appeared in a bustling city.
Unexpectedly, there is such a prosperous city in hell.
I asked Zuoyi: "Is this an illusion?"
Zuoyi replied: "It is an illusion to you, but for a family in this city, there is nothing more real than this."
She took me into the city, and the horns of cars and the noise of people showed the liveliness and prosperity of the city.
I looked back and found that we were walking out of a secret door under an overpass.
The text used in this city is very strange, I have never seen it before, but there are all kinds of people in the city. There are sanitation workers in orange vests cleaning the streets and some riding bicycles. Students, newspaper vendors, taxi drivers.
The smoke and car exhaust are in the air, banners and large-screen displays on high-rise buildings, a pair of young men and women in suits are introducing something. The background of the screen is a magnificent castle, which also appears in the upper right corner of the castle. Took a picture of a man.
Zuo Yi reached out and stopped a taxi and got in. She said something to the driver that I didn't understand.
The taxi drove us quickly down the street.
The sunset suddenly appeared behind us. When passing a tall building, Zuo Yi ordered the driver to stop, and she asked me to stay in the car and wait.
The taxi driver turned his face to reveal the face of a middle-aged American man, but he said something I didn't understand, but he was sure he was not malicious to me, and I waved my hand to show that I didn't understand him.
I put my head out of the car window and saw Zuo Yi walking up the steps and entering a glass door next to a rolling shutter. I suddenly understood that Zuo Yi was going to withdraw money.
Sure enough, Zuo Yi returned to the car with a wad of banknotes, gave the driver two two, and ordered the driver to continue driving.
I curiously asked Zuoyi for a piece of money. The front of the money was printed with the head of a white-bearded man, and the back was printed with a city suspended in the sky.
Zuo Yi said lightly: "This is the currency used by the Three Realms, with a portrait of God printed on the front and heaven on the back."
I asked: "Does the devil allow money with images of God and heaven to circulate?"
Zuo Yi said: "What can be done if it is not allowed? Who will let the devil not make money by himself!"
The taxi went up the winding mountain road and stopped in front of a luxurious and solemn castle. I suddenly found that the castle was just outside the old castle in the screen monitor of the tall building, but my eyes were a bit old.
We got out of the car, but the taxi still stopped here and didn't drive away.
Zuoyi introduced to me: "This castle is a small property of the richest family in the world. If the earth can be sold at a price, only this family can afford it!"
I thought to myself which family is so rich in the world
Zuo Yi didn't want to reveal the name of the family, what was she hiding
I was about to ask the name of the family, but she went forward, picked up a sharp stone, and came to this gate as high as the Arc de Triomphe, and then scraped off the stone chips on the door with the stone to reveal a little Dazzling gold.
"In this world, what else is this color besides gold?" Zuoyi asked me.
I questioned: "Are the gates of this castle made of gold?"
"It's not just the city gate, but the entire castle is made of gold. If it weren't for this sudden change, the wealth of the world would still be flowing into this family's account!" Zuoyi's words made me unable to listen. Understand.
I wanted to enter this golden castle to visit, but Zuoyi took me back to the taxi and ordered the driver to return.
The driver led us into a city with neon flashes and brilliant lights.
I felt a little hungry, so she took me into a restaurant.
The restaurant looks unattractive on the outside, and the decoration inside is also average, but the price list of meals with pictures is posted on the wall, which is too expensive.
"This is a world full of money. Some people earn enough money for three days of work to eat a meal." Zuo Yi introduced to me, I was a little skeptical.
In reality, if prices in a place are high, then labor prices will also be high, and it is impossible to have high prices and low wages.
For example, in Shenzhen, a city in China, the prices here are indeed high, but the wages are also high. If there really are cities in the world with high prices and low wages, this is against the laws of economics.
However, Zuo Yi didn't explain the situation to me in detail. The waiter brought two bowls of noodles. They looked ordinary and tasted ordinary.
Zuo Yi took out a wad of money to pay the bill, and took me out of the restaurant, and then walked down the street.
On the sidewalk, a little girl selling roses sold me flowers, but I waved her hand and refused. I also saw many girls with heavy makeup, maybe because of Zuoyi, they only glared at me. , But did not approach.
The farther I went, the smoke filled my vision, and many food stalls and barbecue stalls appeared on the side of the street, and the aroma of food was permeated. My stomach is hungry again.
However, with the sharp whistle, a group of motorcycle-riding uniforms rushed over, screamed at the vendors, overturned the stalls, and even drew out the rubber rods they carried to beat the vendors.
Zuo Yi hurriedly pulled me aside to avoid.
I don't understand a bit, she explained lightly: "Wealth can only be concentrated in the hands of a few people. Only half of the poor and three-quarters of the middle-income people can balance the world."
I wanted to refute this theory, but I didn't say anything.
Zuo Yi saw the doubts in my heart and explained: "If everyone in this world becomes rich, who will do things? They all eat with money, who will cook?"
Her words seem to make sense, "In this world, money separates the poor from the rich."
We walked along a deserted path and gradually entered a tunnel. On the sidewalk on the side of the tunnel, there was the begging sound of a beggar. Of course, I could not understand the sound, but when I saw the beggar sticking out Wan knew he was begging to both of us.
This is a fat beggar, unkempt and sour. A group of pedestrians pointed in front of his face. The beggar tried to lower his head, but was unable to lower his face to the onlookers.
Suddenly I saw strange words tattooed on the man's cheeks. Zuo Yi ignored the beggar and didn't see my doubts. He turned around and left the tunnel.
Standing on a bridge, Zuoyi said to me: "The beggar we saw just now, you can't imagine what he was like before he became a beggar?"
I said: "Maybe his business failed, or he became a beggar because of a serious illness."
"Wrong, what if he is a powerful man?"
I retorted: "Impossible. As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if a person in power falls from a high position, but the connections and qualifications are still there, it's still easy to mix things up."
Zuo Yi said indifferently, "All the banks in this city and the castle I took you to see just now belonged to this beggar."
I was once again shocked as if struck by lightning. What kind of power can turn a person from a wealthy country into a beggar? (End of this chapter)