Faced with my stubbornness, the principal stopped talking and shook his head gently.

"What are they going to do with us? Where is this place?" I asked.

"The name here is Suogui Palace. It is actually a prison for those ghosts who have made mistakes. We are no longer in the human world. We are in a parallel world to the human world. In fact, this is not hell. This is the middle-aged man who defied hell.

Order, a world secretly built, and its entrance is at 342. This man is the master here. He kills people and brings them here before they enter hell. When it is hot, the conditions here are very tempting.

People, even those who have died are willing to come here. Here, you don’t have to drink Mengbo soup. You can clearly remember every day of your life in the world. You don’t have to endure the torture of the eighteen levels of hell. You can do whatever you want.

If you want to avoid being discovered by the hell patrols, you can use cunning means to kill those who have offended you while still living in the world. Of course, the ghosts here are not like real ghosts, but a bit like human beings.

Features, they don’t have many spells, but compared to the previous conditions, what’s the slightest shortcoming? The only condition is that you have to abide by the rules here, and you have to obey the king here - middle-aged

Man, they call it His Highness's leadership."

I remembered the time I came here from 342.

He interrupted my train of thought and continued: "Ghosts here can love freely, get married and have children. There are also factories and shopping malls here. The master of the palace here expands the world by plundering blood and souls from the human world."

I asked: "Don't the people in hell know?"

"They acted very cautiously. It turned out that they had only been active in the school."

"And what will they do to us?"

"In fact, you should know that the corpse of the middle-aged man is the corpse of the palace master. It has almost restored its physical body by absorbing the souls of mortals. As long as it has a physical body, he can stay in it, that is,

Humans are ghosts, so hell will really have nothing to do with him. However, the day before its body was about to take shape, someone dug out his heart. For this reason, it anxiously looked for...

However, we couldn't find it. Now we have burned his body. If he wants to recover, he will have to wait 5,000 years. And if the heart is not taken back, even if other organs are formed, it will not help. This is what I heard when I was being tortured.

A little ghost said it. We have committed an unforgivable crime, and he will definitely send us to the end of this world, where it is pitch black even to ghosts. We will stay there forever. As long as the world is an inch larger, we will move forward.

One inch, and there it will be forever."

I couldn't help but shudder. It was terrible. This was really worse than death. I didn't want this.

I quietly said to the principal: "We might as well run away."

"Escape? Huh, you are so naive. First of all, you can't get out of the prison at all. Let alone you. The passage here is extremely complicated, and there are kid patrols everywhere. You were caught before you could even take two steps."

The principal sneered.

"There is always a way. I am a human being. I don't want to be a ghost. I want to live, and I don't want to go to a place where birds don't poop." I made up my mind to get out.

"What can you do?" he asked me mockingly.

"Even at the risk of being caught by them again, I must try my best, otherwise I will be very sorry." I told the principal.

He looked at me, my expression was quite firm, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

I asked him: "Are you willing to obey their arrangements, or fight with me for freedom?"

He thought for a while and said word by word: "I am willing to fight for freedom. Ghosts also need freedom."
Chapter completed!