"Hell is not fictional, but really exists, somewhere on this planet, there must be a place that can attract the soul of a person after death, so the folk have the term hell." Wang Daxian said suddenly.

"And this kind of thing, isn't it reduced to superstition?"

Xiaolou didn't understand it, although they were doing archaeology, they didn't know much about this kind of things related to feudal superstition.

"It is true that in ancient China, since the first huge tribe established the Xia Kingdom, no matter which dynasty followed, there would be allusions to the 'underworld', even in the Tang Dynasty, which was the most technologically advanced."

"Then under the processing of Buddhism and Taoism, there are also some other sayings, such as 'eighteen layers of hell', 'underworld' and so on, in fact, these all refer to a place, that is, the place where the soul ends after death, which is what we now call hell."

Zhang Meng thought for a while and said.

"Damn Zhang Quede, I said can you not mention some gods and ghosts in this kind of place, the fat man is about to freeze......" The fat man said in a trembling voice.

"You don't interject no one, when you're dumb!"

Zhang Meng is very angry, and he hates it most when someone disturbs him when he is selling things.

"Is there a specific location for this place, and what is the approximate location?" Although Xiao Lou was a little scared, the curiosity in her heart still overcame other negative feelings, and she boldly asked Zhang Meng.

"If you had asked me this question before, maybe I wouldn't have known, but now I have a rough guess."

Zhang Meng frowned and said: "If there is really a soul left after death, then maybe they were pulled by some kind of force and entered a place. ”

This sentence sounds very familiar, because in ancient classics such as "Sou Shen Ji", most of these kinds of things are described in this way.

But when they come into contact with this man-made hell, this explanation can be interpreted into a whole new definition.

"Ah Meng, what you mean is that the kind of traction that the soul receives after death is the power of the magnetic field, and the mess of reincarnation that we heard before is actually the power of the magnetic field. And then pull these souls to a place, and this place is the hell that we described in ancient times! ”

Xiao Lou also understood, she really admired this ancient country, it was really hard to imagine where their advanced scientific and technological thinking came from? Could it be that each of them is born with the same brain as Albert Einstein? Otherwise, it's really hard to explain why their technology is thousands of years ahead.

Suddenly, a terrible howl swept by, and the voice was full of negative feelings, which made people shudder. The sound was the same howl that everyone had been hearing, only this time it was clearer and clearer, as if it were lingering in their ears.

Zhang Meng's whole person jumped up all of a sudden, he pricked up his ears to listen to the voice, and after a while he said with a solemn face:

"Did you hear that?"

Zhang Meng said with a solemn face.

"Damn, this voice seems to be next to my ears."

The fat man had a ghostly look on his face, this voice was really heard, and it was absolutely impossible to be wrong.

It felt like someone was yelling all the time and running away and the sound was quieter.

"No wonder we hear that howl all the time, I understand it now. It seems that we all guessed wrong, it is not that there is a prison for the abuse of prisoners, but that the sound is coming from next to us! These magnets are the best medium to pull them forward. ”

Zhang Meng's face turned pale, and when he spoke, he didn't know if he was frozen by the cold temperature, anyway, he had several shivering in a row. It was as if a transparent face was staring at him behind him, making him involuntarily feel a chill.

"Hahahaha, tens of thousands of ghosts are walking with me, and this place is getting more and more interesting. I wonder if those old friends are already waiting to see this play! ”

Wang Daxian laughed hoarsely, his stiff muscles seemed to shine with a layer of demonic light in the flashlight light, and with his kind of look that seemed to be smiling, it was really creepy.

"I said, old man Wang, you are all a person who has half a foot in the coffin, what else can't you put down, do you have to come here?"

The fat man asked questions with a smile, wanting to talk in a cliché.

"Little fat man, everyone's way of life is different, some people do nothing all their lives, eat and drink and wait for death. But some people will go crazy before they die, so that they will not leave any regrets when they die! ”

Wang Daxian squinted his eyes and said.

The fat man and the old guy had a few shabby words and wanted to get to the bottom of it, but Wang Daxian was so angry that the fat man almost went up and pinched him.

"Let's keep walking."

Zhang Meng said softly, although he didn't face any enemies, everyone's expressions were a little dignified. The hundreds of corpses and bones of the dead that they had seen before, these things seemed to be pulled into the abyss and drilled into the depths of the tomb, and they didn't know what was waiting for everyone there.

"Try to stay away from these statues! And then we put all the insurance on the hook, because it's easy for us to get out of control next to these magnetically powerful statues, and after these statues we re-insure. ”

Zhang Meng was still a little apprehensive about what happened before, and he hurriedly reminded everyone. They were lucky to have no casualties before, and if they had come here once or twice, it is estimated that they would not have been so lucky.

The crowd cautiously bypassed the statues, and then continued to walk forward, in fact, now they didn't have to deliberately look for those paths, the location of those statues was an excellent indicator, if their guess was correct, then just follow these huge magnets, which is where the ghosts finally arrived, and maybe that was the final destination here.

Zhang Meng They couldn't describe how big this underground space was, and with the speed at which they were moving fast, they had walked for nearly five or six minutes before they gradually saw the space gradually shrinking.

"How does this feel like a pocket?"

The fat man asked aloud.

Originally, there was a highly consistent cuboid on their side, but when they reached the end, they found that the road ahead seemed to be tied up with a rope, and only a small opening could only be passed through by one person.

It's a bit weird, and through that opening, you can't see what's going on outside.

"Oh no, what's that in the back?"

The fat man suddenly shouted.

Zhang Meng was startled, he quickly looked back, but found that there was a huge skull gradually taking shape, standing at their angle to look over, under the blue light at the top, they seemed to see a ball of light constantly floating slowly towards this side, as if the old man was walking slowly.

Part of it fell on the skull, which didn't seem to be formed yet, but the powerful cold air it emitted made it a little windless.

One clear scream after another emanated from the skull, as if a person had been cramped and skinned alive. Even if Zhang Meng and the others have heard it dozens of times, their faces are still pale at this time.

"Is this the premise for the formation of those decapitated ghosts and tongue-pulling ghosts? Devouring other Shades......"

Zhang Meng looked at the scene in front of him, and there was a fierce ghost slowly forming in front of him, and this shock was beyond words.

"The ghosts after death are those clusters of light, which are so small that they can only form evil spirits if they devour each other. If it weren't for this place, I'm afraid I, Wang Daxian, would never have seen this kind of scene in my life, interesting, I'm getting more and more excited! ”

Wang Daxian grinned and suddenly laughed.

"Leave him alone, this old man is crazy again."

Zhang Meng was a little scared when he saw Xiao Lou, and said angrily, now he is used to this old man going crazy from time to time.

The skeleton grew bigger and bigger, and it seemed to attract more and more ghosts to fall on it one after another, the scream was chilling, and it gradually formed a complete 'human' form, but there was a bloody line of blood on its head and the links of its limbs, as if it had been split by a human car.

"Five horses split corpses, car crackers!"

Wang Daxian squinted at this thing, and his face showed a horror that was difficult to hide.

"What the hell is coming from?" When the fat man saw that Wang Daxian was speaking solemnly, he immediately asked curiously.

"This kind of ghost must have been so evil that it could be a car crack in his previous life, and after he died, he was considered a more ferocious soul among the ghosts, no wonder this thing could devour so many ghosts, it turned out to be a car cracking ghost!"

Wang Daxian squinted his eyes and said.

Zhang Meng was a little puzzled, Wang Daxian seemed to have studied a lot of things like these ghosts, and he didn't know where this old guy had collected so much information.

What Zhang Meng has encountered so far is very similar to these things, which is the Yin soldiers in Zhuge Liang's tomb, and Zhuge Liang didn't know where to get the technology at that time, and made the kind of Yin soldiers similar to ghosts. If it weren't for the fact that the number was too scarce, I'm afraid that his six out of Qishan back then, the Northern Expedition would not have been in vain, right?

Zhang Meng was thinking wildly, but he only heard Wang Daxian's slightly solemn voice, and he seemed to be a little hurried and said:

"Oh no, it's taking shape too fast, let's go!"

Zhang Meng rarely heard such a hurried voice from the mouth of this calm old guy, and the fat man was suddenly startled, picked up the package and ran towards the pocket.