The law does not arise alone, and it is born by fate.

The road of life and death is long, and the lonely shadow wanders and the soul gradually disappears; Looking at the past of Sansheng Stone, I crossed the bridge again today......

Terror is silent, in such a large dark abyss that seems to be swallowed, I only feel that there are countless insects, ants, snakes and scorpions that are innumerable and untouchable in the invisible and touchless virtual space around me!

The embarrassment, the overwhelming embarrassment and the slaughter of a LangLang overlapped, hitting the body and mind, and it seemed that there was no beginning, and there was no way to see a so-called end that could be expected. This muddy and terrifying everything made the woman who was inexplicably trapped in the dark purgatory almost crazy, and became a demon and went crazy!

Her waist-length hair, which looked like an ancient spring waterfall, had already spread out in the endless run, and it was messy and languishing with the twitching of the hunting wind. She didn't know where it was, but in this place of death, she could vaguely discern that she was surrounded by hordes of ghosts and ghosts.

The horror in her heart has already filled the body and soul with overflow, and all the emotional reactions that should have have been stacked to a supreme and extreme point, as if the extremes of things must be reversed, she has numbed everything in her body and mind, and just like that, her body is rickety, her pupils are wide open, and her cold ten fingers grope and climb on the bridge made of stacked white bones, and she subconsciously stumbles forward step by step.

This exile-like escape had no purpose and no emotion, she didn't know where she was going, and she didn't even know that she would come here. That's right...... Who is she? Who is she?

This sudden thought made her head thump! Not only did she not know why she was in such a horrible prison of death, but she couldn't even remember who she was!

Why does a person made of flesh and blood lose all the memories that he should have, and inexplicably fall into a situation like death? Have such an inexplicable encounter?

All the explanations point to one place at this moment, that is, there is only one person...... It's dead!

A sudden afterthought made the woman's spirit collapse instantly! Subconsciously shouted and exploded in her throat, and suddenly she heard her voice as poignant as a ghost!

Her body, which was already as light as a wisp of smoke, stumbled suddenly, and in a trance, her body fell to the side of the bridge! The strong smell of blood came pungently, and the woman panicked and screamed, and she was about to fall into the turbulent river under the bridge!

In a moment, fortunately, the slender stiff fingers finally grabbed the cold bridge corridor.

But even more crisis and fear followed, and in this moment, she was close to the turbulent flow under the White Bone Skull Bridge, and her whole body was terrified when she saw it!

Under the bridge is a river of thick blood, in which there are waves, insects and snakes, water ghosts, and fishy winds......

The bridge of bones, the river of thick blood, a thought arises, purgatory falls forever!

There was a moment of stiffness, and the woman experienced a thunderclap-like shock, and suddenly regained the part of her self that was lost in the infinite void space. In the end, she is still different from the ghost whose life is completely dispersed, and she has not yet severed the inextricable ties with the sa po shijie.

She straightened up suddenly, her hair scattered and her chin barefoot, and she subconsciously fled between the narrow bridges of jagged bones. The bridge deck was rough and sharpened, and after a few steps, his chin fell softly.

But the great fear in her heart was like an invisible buffalo skin whip, still driving and whipping her invisibly and silently, and she didn't have time to stand up, like a black cat fertilized by rain, and her limbs were parallel.

She was disorganized, she was at a loss, she was discouraged, she had forgotten who she was and she had forgotten everything......

There were constantly dark and white ghosts floating around her, and the sharp or hoarse ghosts never stopped crying and complaining, and the smell of thick blood and rotting corpses intertwined with bones made her almost suffocate!

At last, the capacity of this tense body and mind was pushed to an incomparable limit, and the woman felt that she was no longer able to sustain this ineffectual escape, and the ten thousand acres of depression buried her like a thousand boulders, and she saw that she was about to melt her soul and completely dissolve into this large area of dark and bloody flesh.

She is going to become a ghost, she is going to be trapped in the dead yin forever, she is going to be an invisible member who is no different from the ghosts and ghosts around her!

So powerless, so helpless, so unwilling, so helpless......

But at this moment, I don't know if it's a coincidence, or if there is a little chance after all, she subconsciously raised her head, but it was like the moment when a lotus bloomed...... Tsinghua is the world! Directly in front of him, a bright white light suddenly appeared, piercing the eternal darkness of death and piercing through the infinite despair!

It was a snow-like monk's robe, and it seemed that it was far away, and a dark silhouette of a monk standing sideways and clasping his hands suddenly floated out!

This silhouette is so bright, like a bright star rising suddenly in purgatory!

All things are green, there is no hope, and the immeasurable depression and pain are like the waves of the sea to strangle and drown the sexual spirits in them; Everything was so horrible, so desperate and barbaric. In the endless land of death, only this snow-like and sparkling silhouette of a monk's robe transcends life and death, embedded in the invisible abyss of the lost and bottomless purgatory, so indifferent, so calm, so calm...... Guiding the lost.

That's what an endless source of liliang, the great feeling of Buddha's power shaking the universe and moving the universe!

Suddenly, I heard the inexhaustible Sanskrit sound cascading, from far to near, from the bottom of the heart to the pulse of the pulse to stretch. The pious sound purified the filth and blood, and gradually suppressed the treacherous curses that lurked around them.

"Ahh

For a moment, the heart was horrified, and then suddenly fell back into the indescribable bone-pure, huge and boundless serenity, such a sudden rise and fall made the woman's body and soul unbearable for a moment, and the two extreme redundant intertwined into a hysterical roar, and suddenly burst out of her slender throat uncontrollably.

The earth rotates and the depth of field changes just a moment......

With such a hissing sound, it suddenly resounded through the golden castle and the long night, and the woman on the ivory and jeweled couch opened her eyes wide! Cold sweat poured out like a collapsing river waterfall for a while, and the body wrapped in the golden tortoiseshell nightgown was stiff and tense!

The eternal yin phase was gone, and she finally woke up.

The heart beats like a beat, and everything is the boudoir scenery that I am familiar with. After a moment's moment, she realized that the strange and oppressive supernatural journey of Fang Cai was nothing more than an inexplicable nightmare when she was in the middle of the night.

The hanging soft curtains danced peacefully in the midnight breeze, and the golden leaks beside the bed had a fine red cinnabar tar flowing slowly.

The queen of the nightmare came back to her senses, and when her consciousness fell behind her, she closed her eyes again, pressed her hands flat on her undulating chest, and slowly exhaled a long breath to dispel the turmoil that could not be dissipated inside.

When she woke up from her dream, she could still clearly touch the edge of the intersection between the dream and the dust. Everything in her dreams was terrifying, cold, bloody and embarrassing, so she didn't dare to touch one or two more ......

Why did you have such an inexplicable strange dream?

I remember the hell in the legends of the East, as well as the hell in the Western Buddha country, the bridge of bones and the river of blood, and the shining monk's robe that is as clean as snow and dust...... All of this seems to point to some mysterious and strange fate! It's like that, it's unusual, it's uneasy, and it's long-lasting.