In fact, when you're full of blood and carrying a butcher's knife and trying to push open the door to kill all sides, the scenery behind the door is not necessarily a fierce enemy, nor is it an enemy who wants to kill you all the time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info On the contrary, maybe behind the door, there are a pair of innocent black eyes, soaked with real tears, looking at you so innocently.

At this time, do you still hate to lift the butcher knife?

I can't do it anyway!

That's how I stepped into the ghost gate with such a mentality, planning to kill the Quartet with a butcher's knife! By the way, there is no beauty to hug, at least catch a living person and go back to invite merit.

But when I was randomly assigned to appear in the realm where the real Netherworld was located, the gray light receded, and I saw several very old people, looking at me with a look of hope. The whole body is trembling, and it looks like as long as you can't hold on, you can shake yourself apart.

"You, you, you ......" Seeing such a scene, I was a little incoherent for a while. Paralyzed, this is not what I thought! The plot shouldn't be designed like this!

If God gave me another chance, I would definitely say "Idiot!" to myself a minute ago. ”

I didn't expect that I had prepared so much, and at the moment when I was about to kill the Quartet, a stream of cold water was poured on my body. The old men in front of them, old skin and bones, have no meat on their bodies. I really don't know that the underworld, which claims to be absolutely immortal, has such a strange combination?

"Kid, just died, didn't you?" One of the old men squinted at me.

I nodded involuntarily, not to mention how awkward it sounded. But when you think about it, isn't that? Didn't all of them just die here? But it's not wrong for people to ask like this, no, I'm here to be a 'just dead'.

I smirked and figured this out, and said, "Yes, yes, how many old people are?" ”

I said such a sentence that was not polite, and before my voice fell, I saw a few skinny old men in front of me immediately burst into tears and crackled and wailed.

What whining, what days do not forget us, and so on, like a cannon jumping out of their mouths.

What's wrong with this? There shouldn't be a dead father in this ghost world, right?

"Don't cry!" I yelled, people entered the village without a sandwich welcome, at least they wouldn't cry, right? I'm lucky, just 'dead' when I met a few old ghosts like old dry wood crying in front of me, who could stand it?

Not to mention, my voice works.

Several old men immediately stopped wailing and stared at me with eyes full of giant pandas.

One of them is human: The old man Tian is the elder of the village here, and there have been no new people in this village for hundreds of years. Now when I see the newcomer again, I can't help it, I can't help it! ”

"Yes, yes!" The other old men nodded in agreement.

"Well, I'm new here. Trouble a few old people, who told me about the situation here? "Without knowing the situation, I chose this way to reach the 'people' here.

The old man who seemed to be the leader said: "Xiaoyou, come with me, this is said to be a village, but in fact there are only a few families." Alas, I thought this place was completely forgotten by the underworld. Now that I have Xiaoyou joining, I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse! As he spoke, the old man turned around and walked away.

That's when I got a good view of the place.

Except for the silver world, which was surrounded by mountains on all sides, and behind me was a ghost forest, where every branch was made of bones, and the sound of wind chimes clanging was the sound of 'leaves' hitting each other.

"This is the Fallen Soul Forest, a must for every village and urban newcomer in the underworld. When a few of us saw the shrine in the village glowing today, we knew that a new person had arrived. Woo woo, God bless, otherwise when a few of our old bones are reincarnated, this village will really be defeated. ”

Forehead...... How many old bones? Lose? How many households?

My God, no, this, O God, where have you left your 'self' in the Hereafter? Could it be that it will be difficult for ninety-nine eighty-one to achieve positive results?

"That's not right!" I immediately rejected the idea that I couldn't have done such a brainless thing in my previous life.

Now there are two possibilities.

The first one, I was calculated by the Divine Monarch here, and the upgrade rhythm done by the Divine Monarch in my previous life was disrupted, and then I was assigned here, not for me. However, because I am the reincarnation of the 'God King', whenever the reincarnated person appears, he will be photographed here.

However, a few old bones say that there have been no new arrivals for hundreds of years, what does it seem to mean?

Either there are mages on earth who want to smuggle here, and then they will be teleported here because they are alive. But these old guys have obviously lived for hundreds of years, whether they are alive or not by looking at their age, it doesn't take much, there are ten years to judge the authenticity, but these old guys obviously didn't say this, which means that it must be a ghost who just died, but this judgment is still a bit premature, there is no right to speak without investigation, I don't know where I am for the time being, once the judgment is wrong, it will affect my next direction of action, which is very unwise.

So, is the second possibility?

This is the place of inheritance chosen by the Divine Monarch in the previous life, but there will definitely be tests here. Even if it's a test of 'myself', even if it's me, I don't believe what kind of person I will be in the next life. What if there is a Tofi? No, it's not right, if it's just knowledge that is passed on, it's normal, but if not? What about the purpose of taking possession of oneself in the next life? Is there still a need for testing?

Suddenly I felt like I was being tricked by myself! I was confused by these two sudden thoughts.

Zhou Datong, Zhou Datong, what kind of person are you?

It was a grayish-white dirt road, narrow, barely accommodating two people walking side by side.

A few old men walked tremblingly in front, as if a gust of wind could blow them away.

"Old man, how long will it take to get to the village?" I couldn't help it, although I still had plenty of time, but I was a little uncertain.

"Soon, soon, soon, home." One of the old men smiled at me, though the skeletal face looked terrifying.

But what frightened me even more was the strange look that seemed to shine in his dirty eyes, like pity?

Why is that?

I don't understand, I don't understand, it seems that from the moment I stepped here, there was a series of puzzles, and my head was full of question marks.

After walking for more than half an hour, I vaguely saw a few wooden houses in front of me, swishing, I don't know how many years I have lived there.

"Old man, how many families are there in this village?" I asked, looking at the house in front of me.

"Hehe, that's us! There are 7 of them, and they have lived here for almost 500 years. Strange to say, you've been here before, but you didn't stay long before you left. Alas, it's all to blame on that damn legend. The old man next to him said.

Legend?

I hurriedly asked, "What legend?" ”

"Uh...... This, this decay can't be said. "The old bone turned his head and said no more!

Depend on!

I realized that now was not the time to ask this question, so I changed the subject and asked: "Old man, they all say that the underworld of the underworld is huge and boundless, dark and boundless, where is the city of death and the city of the capital in vain?" ”

The old man turned his head again and said, "Young man, I advise you to live here in peace, for a few hundred years will pass in the blink of an eye." Alas, to be honest, it's really not your luck. Our elder brother has long discussed that if no one comes before the reincarnation, we will destroy this place. Let this be a thing of the past, and let us take that terrible legend with us, which has killed too many innocent people for tens of thousands of years here. If it weren't for the honest duty of our people, I'm afraid we would have died there a long time ago. ”

"Well, I won't ask about the legends. Old man, I just want to know how to get out? "I looked around and there were mountains all around, stretching for an unknown number of kilometers. Come to think of it, this village is located in the middle of the mountains.

And I'm too short on time, and if I want to hurry, even if I turn into a giant, I may not be able to run out.

The old man who was walking in the front stopped, turned to me and said, "Young man, it's not that we don't want to talk about it. Rather, you can't get out at all. You've just died, and you don't know the horrors of the underworld. Did you know that one day in the world is five days in the underworld? Did you know that these mountains are full of jackals, tigers and leopards? Did you know that the only path and that terrible legend are together? Don't lose your life for curiosity. Having survived here for 500 years is the truth. Otherwise, you can only be buried in the legend, in the mouth of jackals, tigers and leopards.

Die here, young man! It's really dead! Out of one's wits! ”

"Isn't that never going to get out?" I was shocked.

"Also, that's not what I said." One of the old men said suddenly.

"That won't work!" The old man with the big head said angrily.

"What's the method?" I asked.

"Every 10 years, there is a bad patrol. Even in such a remote mountain village, there will be a shadow to patrol around. When patrolling, we will also recruit yin cha in the village, but the personal requirements are very high, young people, if this is a metropolis, a big village and town, maybe you will have the opportunity to study the laws of the underworld carefully, and you will be able to deal with it when the time comes. However, the only thing in the village that has a dark record is the stone tablet in the ancestral hall in the center of the village. Alas...... It can only be said that you were born at the wrong time, and you died at the wrong time. The old bone shook his head and said.

The old man at the head urged and said, "Sixth, shut up." I'm going to be home soon. ”

"Alas......" The old man, who was called the sixth man, sighed again, shook his head, and took steps to follow.