Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Another person laughed when he heard this and said jokingly, "Haha, don't you know that the senior sister is a social anxiety? It's better not to greet her. If you say hello, she will be scared away like a rabbit."

"Scare, scare away?"

The senior sister who is so strong that it seems like nothing is real was actually scared away.

So cute~

Wuyou sneezed several times, rubbed his nose and muttered softly: "Which bastard is talking about me again? It's so annoying. Forget it, let's go see Master first."

He went in with the box that trapped the soul, walked forward and knelt down, briefly explained the whole story, and then raised the box in his hand and placed it on the stage.

"Master, this man is truly a sinister villain. I think we should discipline him and then send him to the underworld to be tortured in the eighteen levels of hell."

The statue lit up slightly, revealing the shadow of a woman in red. The woman said quietly, "Just take care of it yourself. You must avenge your master and not let him get away with it."

"Also, the book your master left behind states that this person is very eloquent. You must not be deceived by him. It would be best if his soul becomes mute."

Wuyou: "...Okay, Master, I understand."

He picked up the box and drew a talisman in the air. Soon, a shadow emerged and immediately began to curse: "Since you are Yunxiao's junior, then I should be your elder."

"How can you be worthy of your master by being so rebellious? Besides, your master Yunxiao was deeply in love with me. If you dare to hurt me, it would be a great disrespect to your master."

The red shadow raised its hand, and several white threads bound Wen Yanli, blocking his mouth as he tried to speak. It whispered, "Wuyou, torture him quickly and throw him into the underworld."

Wuyou nodded: "Master, I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I will never let him go."

"Uh huh!!!"

After kneeling and burning incense, Wuyou carried his soul into the basement, where there was a portrait of a woman in green clothes. There was a heroic look in her eyes and eyebrows. She was the former senior sister of their Xuannv Sect.

Unfortunately, she often lacks experience in the mountains. Once she comes down from the mountain, she is deceived and cheated. She also gets stuck in a dead end and tortures herself to death. Alas, this is why she wants to go down the mountain to study.

The tricks at the foot of the mountain are very complicated. If you don’t learn some skills in advance, you will be cheated when you go out in the future.

Throwing the soul casually on the ground, Wuyou began to set up various torture formations, his tone piercing with grimness: "Until I've tortured you enough, you can only stay here."

"Don't worry, after I'm done torturing you, I'll send you to the underworld. There's also the King of Hell. You have to experience the eighteen levels of hell."

"Oh, there's one more piece of good news I forgot to tell you. Your plan to regain your strength through the power of your bloodline has failed. The jars you buried in the cemetery have all been dug up."

"Your soul will only grow weaker from now on, but don't be afraid. I will keep you company and won't let you die instantly. That would be too easy for you."

Wen Yanli's eyes were red with anger when he heard this, and his eyes were full of hatred.

None of his tricks could be used now, and the strength in his body had obviously weakened. It's not that he didn't notice it, but he was just hoping for a lucky break and thought it wouldn't be that easy to be discovered.

Wuyou saw that he wanted to speak, and said quietly: "My master said that you are good at sweet talk. It is for my own good that I don't let you speak, otherwise what will you do if you try to deceive me."

"It's best if you remain mute. I have no sympathy for you anymore. But your appearance is just like that. I don't know how Master could be attracted to you."

"Alas, after all, you are still inexperienced and easily deceived."

She muttered, "But I'm different. I often go down the mountain to learn. I know the tricks those men use to deceive women. To be honest, I have more experience than you."

After all, in order not to follow her master's old path, she often disguised herself as a man, mingled with men, and listened to their naked calculations and disgusting side.

As for her, all her filters are shattered.

A clean face flashed through Wuyou's mind. Well, after all, fellow Taoist is more pleasing to the eye, far superior to those ordinary people. It's a pity that he has a wife.

Oh, what a mess she is thinking.

After a while, the formation was ready. It was imitating the eighteen levels of hell. Wuyou picked up the soul and threw it into the first one, grinning: "Try it well. This will be your daily routine from now on."

"The first level is the tongue-pulling hell. You will experience the punishment for being eloquent."

After the formation was activated, bursts of shrill screams were heard from inside. Wuyou scratched his ears and complained quietly, "The sound is really unpleasant, there is no magnetism at all."

"Master, did you hear that? It makes you happy, don't worry, your disciple will avenge you. Just watch."

After several formations, Wen Yanli was dragged out. His soul was a little unstable and he was shaking constantly. It was obvious that he had been tortured badly.

Wuyou glanced at him and sneered, "Useless thing, weren't you quite happy when you tortured those children to death? Why are you unhappy now?"

"Hey, didn't you understand when I asked you to smile?"

Wen Yanli trembled non-stop, his eyes filled with fear, and he cried and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was really wrong. Please forgive me for the sake of our previous relationship."

"If you hate me so much, you can send me to the underworld. I don't want to go in there again. Please spare me."

Wuyou sneered, "I'll spare you. You didn't spare those children even when they begged for mercy. Even when my master begged you, you didn't let her go. This is called karma, don't you understand?"

"Hold on, there's still a long way to go."

"Why are you in such a hurry? If I don't have enough fun, there's no way you can get away."

Wen Yanli collapsed and scratched his hair, looking like he was about to die, which made Wuyou look down on him even more.