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With a light footstep, I slowly moved to the vicinity of where the sound came from. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly a fire rose to the sky. Immediately afterward, a series of stinging screams rang out from all directions. I felt a myriad of ghosts rushing towards the fire from all directions. I was confined to my breath and did not dare to make a single sound. I don't know what kind of test I'm going to face.

The advice of the face-sliding ghost still echoes clearly in my mind, the warning that you will not die, but you can become an idiot. I subconsciously patted the bronze mirror and amulet hanging on my chest. Hopefully, it's really just an assessment, not a fatal accident.

Sneaking forward again, hiding behind the bushes, I saw something I will never forget in my life. It's like a 3D movie, and a huge hole opens up in the ground in the vast forest, and it spews red light from inside. But it does not go straight to the sky, but turns into a canopy. The ground on the west side of the cave was slowly bulging, and the ground was being torn apart. Then there were countless Yin soldiers who filled the space, they were serious, arrogant, sacred, solemn, and cold......

They took over the perimeter of the cave, and many, many ghosts wandered around the cave, making terrible screams.

The earth was gradually broken down, and little by little, ...... appeared Roof???

No, it seems to be a strange thing like a gate top.

What's even stranger is that when that thing appears, the surroundings are even quieter. Even the floating and discordant ghosts tensed. Only the silent earth in front of me is constantly arching, as if in slow motion.

Time seems to pass slowly, right! It's the illusion that it's going to be slow! It only took me a few breaths to see a huge portal appear in front of me, but I could clearly and carefully remember every detail of the rise. Every slender pattern on the porch pillar is more of a dry bone dragon coiled on the pillar, but the hideous head has a terrifying taste of oppression, and there is no trace of evil.

What is ghost language? It is because the ghost speaker does not understand, and once the ghost speaks the human language, it is either for revenge or for priesthood. Definitely not the third. If you hear a ghost talking to a person one day, I'm sorry, I didn't ask for your life. I'm looking for a blessing for you. The latter is almost impossible to appear, and people are doing good deeds without leaving a name. Only those who ask for their lives will have the kind of words that say 'give me my life'. Of course, this does not include the sound left over from the thought, which can also be heard by ordinary people. For example, in the dormitory of a certain university, it is always said that in the corridor on the second floor, I can always hear the voice that I don't want to take the exam, I don't want to take the exam, and so on. In fact, it was the last thoughts of the unlucky guy who committed suicide in the bathroom at the end of the hallway, the sound of strong thoughts. It belongs to the non-hazardous category.

However, there is a saying in one of the above two types that there is absolutely no third type. Here it will be broken!

Because.

What I see is no longer a scene, this scene is called a trial!

I remember seeing a similar description somewhere, saying that every time there was a great trial in the underworld, some people from the yang world would be invited to watch the ceremony, and these people would either be great philanthropists, or people who had not yet lived their lives in the extreme yang, or officials in charge of the criminal law, in short, these people represented a part of the human world. As for what kind of selection method, no mortal can know. The chosen ones may remember the truth of all this after dawn, or they may think it's just a nightmare.

I was fortunate enough to see such a scene. It's a pity that there is no record in that miscellaneous book whether mortals can have the opportunity to stray, and I was fortunate enough to read it When I was thinking about it, I watched the door slowly appear, and several gray-white rays of light burst out of the hole, like the five ghosts before it.

One of the leaders was extremely ugly, with a beard, Tongling-sized glasses, looking like an evil cartoon version of a lion's head, with hideous facial features, a dark face, and a thick black book in his left hand. In the other hand, he carried a brush the thickness of a thumb, and wore a vermilion robe, much like the robes of the champions in the previous feudal society. Behind him stood two men, one dressed in white and the other dressed in black. The tongues of the two men were three feet long, almost dragging on the ground. Blood-red.

The next moment, I heard the ugly man in charge shouting: "Today, the door of the underworld is open, and the ghosts and lonely souls have not yet arrived one by one." The three-life stone is for you to judge this life and the past life. ”

At the sound of this voice, I shuddered and almost rolled out from behind the bushes. You know, my position is a small gentle slope, and the ugly guy is so loud that it's deafening!

Just this voice made me sound alone. It's because of the look, the voice, to the wearing. And now in such a performance, combined with a certain part of history that I am familiar with, I am extremely sure who this person I have seen is!

Zhong Kui, the "Holy Monarch of the Blessed Town" in traditional Chinese culture.

There are ancient books that record that he was a native of Zhongnanshan in Chang'an in the early Tang Dynasty, born with a leopard's head and eyes, an iron face and sideburns, and a strange appearance; However, he is a talented, full-fledged character, plain and upright, upright, upright, and honest.

In the apse test, he was the top talent, but because the emperor saw that he was ugly, he was not allowed to point out him, and there were many insults in his words. The angry Zhong Kui hit the pillar of the hall and died. After his death, he was posthumously awarded the title of Blessed Town House Holy Monarch by the emperor, and in Taoism, he was set up as one of the left and right judges of the Yin Division. He is in charge of the judgment and judgment of the Sansheng Stone. In the underworld, it can be said that it is a position above 10,000 people under one person.

Such a fierce master, from ancient times to the present, has always adhered to the concept of strict law enforcement and uprightness. Therefore, the roar just now suddenly made the surrounding ghosts and ghosts silence the sound, and there was no sound except for the surrounding ghost fires.

I hunched over and hid myself behind the bushes, peeking through the cracks in the bushes.

The door next to the cave had been fully raised, and I could vaguely guess the font in front of me. But he was not sure, until Zhong Kui said: "The gate of the underworld is open, the Huangquan Road is up, and the Sansheng Stone stands by the side, and it is born to be broken." That Zhong Kui roared again and drank: "Zhongcha, haven't you come quickly??" ”

In an instant, the sky and the earth change color. The clouds rolled, but there was not a single flash of lightning or thunder.

Several extremely long strips of earthy yellow light appeared on the ground, winding and running in all directions. The gate was closed, and a large stone of different colors sprouted from the doorway, its surface smooth as a mirror, and it was difficult to tell whether it was a stone or a huge piece of metal that had been plated without its irregular shape. All the cloth of light was connected to the stone like the road. I thought to myself, this is the Sansheng Stone, right? I'm more and more afraid to act rashly, God knows what kind of concept it is? As the reality became, I couldn't tell if this was the second level, or if I was unlucky enough to come across a coincidence. Be careful, be careful, I keep repeating this sentence in my heart.

After a while, I saw the ghosts who were originally standing behind the ghost soldiers, and they couldn't help but seem to take the initiative to throw themselves into those light cloths, and then countless ghost fires flew along the light path in the distance.