Li Damin and I came out of Wang Yue's house, Li Damin was sullen, and there was no more communication between us. Out of the community, he said, "This thing won't end there. ”

"Damin, I'm for your good." I advised him.

Li Damin chuckled, "I said it, I am an adult and can take responsibility for my own actions, I don't need you to be good for me." He paused: "I won't do anything behind your back, and I hope you don't do it behind my back." As for how to solve this matter, it is best for us to discuss. ”

I didn't object or nod my head and watched him drive away. I declined his offer to give me a ride, and I wanted to be alone.

That night, I walked home slowly, thinking about the whole process and chewing it again and again. Thinking about it, I think of a core issue, which is also the root point of all events.

That is: Can you believe what Wang Yue said about saving her father in the underworld, as well as Meng Po and the like? Regarding the existence of the underworld, the history of various ethnic groups has been described, the eighteen-layer system of hell in China, the depiction of hell in Japan, the most famous "Divine Comedy" in the West, etc., are all talking about that place.

Is this a fallacy, or should it be believed?

In Wang Yue's room, I was confused by the atmosphere at that time, and I didn't think about it for a while, but now I am walking in the night breeze, and my mind is much clearer, how to figure out what is wrong.

In my opinion, it is considered half-believed, and the percentage of doubts and disbeliefs is greater. I don't know what to do next, and I don't believe that my soul and soul have been taken to the so-called underworld by Wang Yue.

After returning home, I almost didn't sleep all night, and the next day I went to the unit in a daze, almost didn't do any work, and searched for topics about the underworld on the Internet all day, and it seemed that there was no order. But also, the hellish place in the underworld can only be gone when it is dead, and the dead cannot speak, and of course they cannot tell the living what is going on there.

There are some people who are in a state of suspended animation, and people who come back from the dead, after waking up, describe all kinds of miracles, in fact, this situation is also suspicious, your fake death is not real death after all, and the underworld you see may not be the real underworld, but just the illusion of the underworld that you think.

It's a bit detouring, but it's actually quite possible.

In the evening, after work, I went to visit my mother in the hospital. My mother lives in an intensive care unit at the Central Hospital. Entering the ward, she lay quietly on the hospital bed, showing no signs of waking up. She slept peacefully, the small beauty mole in the lower right corner of her mouth moving gently with her breathing.

I stood on the edge of the bed, looking at my mother, and for a moment I couldn't control my tears.

I distinctly remember that day, I received a call from my parents' unit asking me to go.

My parents work in the exploration team of the North China Institute of Geology, and they often don't see each other a few times a year, but even so, the family of three is still happy.

My parents were very open-minded people, my childhood was carefree, they didn't care about my test scores, they gave me room to grow fully, and every time I came back, they brought me something very interesting, and they helped me open up the boundaries of the world very early.

I received a phone call that day, and after I went over, the leader of the exploration team said to me, Xiao Cong, you have to be mentally prepared, your parents, something happened......

During an exploration mission, my dad went missing and my mom was in a vegetative state...... In a blink of an eye, two years have passed.

In the past two years, I have lived like a year, and every time I think about it, I feel that all this is fake, not real. Mom's medical expenses are astronomical for ordinary families, but fortunately, their unit reimbursed a large part of the expenses, which is maintained. I sat on the edge of the bed, holding my mother's hand tightly, sobbing uncontrollably. I always had a belief in my heart, a firm belief that my mother would wake up, that she would be healthy, that she would tell me what happened on that mission, and that I would be able to find my missing father.

We'll be together as a family!

After wiping my mother's body and talking to the doctor for a long time, he told me that my mother is now in a stable condition and in good physical condition, but she can't wake up. I didn't ask him how long this vegetative state would last, and how long it would not matter to a person with conviction in his heart.

I came out of the hospital very late, and every time I came, my heart was very heavy. Looking at the drowsy night, two years, more than seven hundred days and nights, I sighed deeply.

The next day I went to work as usual, my mental state was better, the company received a big order, all the departments had to coordinate and operate, I was the main force in the department, and I was busy with my feet in the back of my head, and I was working overtime for three days in a row.

It's finally over, it's really sleepy, just in time for the weekend, I want to have a good rest. The next morning, I was sleeping soundly, when suddenly a call came. I fumbled with the phone wearily and said "Hey".

A man's voice came from inside: "Lin Cong, I'm back." ”

I sat up immediately, it was Li Damin. "Didn't you go to a week?" I asked

"Things went relatively smoothly, they all stayed in Fujian to play, and I was the only one who hurried back." He spoke quickly: "Have you found Uncle Zhong?" ”

I stammered, but I had been avoiding it and didn't want to get involved. To tell you the truth, if Li Damin hadn't been there, I would definitely have quietly not existed in this matter.

I didn't expect Li Damin to bite this matter.

I rubbed my temples and said, "Do you believe this nonsense superstition in the underworld?" ”

Unexpectedly, Li Damin reacted very much, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Lin Cong, don't tell me, you didn't go to Uncle Zhong at all!" ”

My ears and eyes were buzzing when I was being shouted, and I was a little angry: "If you don't go and find out what is going on with you." Li Damin, why do you ask me to do something? ”

"I hurried back all the way, the plane in the middle of the night, you have such an attitude?" Li Damin is really hot.

I think it's a little ridiculous: "Li Damin, let me reiterate one more thing, I didn't ask you to do anything, you were going to catch the plane back." I told you earlier that you don't want to be involved in this matter, did I say that? ”

"Smack", Li Damin didn't say anything and hung up the phone. This kid is really a donkey temper.

I was upset, and I felt that being negative was not the solution to the problem, so I couldn't just let Wang Yue lie in the coffin. It's been a long time, and in the summer, people can stink, and when the police come, I'll definitely be the focus of suspicion. All the evidence, including cell phone messages and anything else, pointed to me.

I really want to find Uncle Zhong, I feel troublesome, what the underworld, what Meng Po, it's all nonsense, why don't I believe it.

What to do next, you really should come up with a good countermeasure.

I was in a daze, I couldn't control it and fell asleep again, this sleep was very painful, I wanted to wake up but couldn't wake up, I couldn't sleep steadily, I was dizzy and my neck hurt, and when I was in a daze, I suddenly felt that there was more people in the room. This man was very strange, just walking around the room, as if he was still dragging something in his hands, and he kept dragging on the ground, his feet were heavy, and the things he dragged were also heavy, and there was a "bang, bang, bang" sound.

It seems to be dragging a chain.

I vaguely felt that this person was there, and I wanted to look closely but couldn't open my eyes. The man went round and round the room, once, twice, three times, and on the fourth turn, he came to my bedside and seemed to be looking directly at me.

I was sick, and for some reason my heart was beating so hard that I could feel a "thump" and it seemed to jump out of my throat. I wanted to open my eyes, but my eyelids seemed to be glued together, and I couldn't open them.

At this moment, I vaguely felt that the man suddenly put the chain in his hand over and put it around my neck. I was so shocked that I seemed to feel the coldness of the chains, was it a dream? I didn't dream so clearly.

When the man was done, he pulled it violently, as if he had pulled something off my body, and it was impossible to describe its state, and he floated in mid-air, and followed the man out of the house. I felt very uncomfortable, and subconsciously felt that my most important thing seemed to be taken away, and I wanted to chase it back, but my body couldn't move, not even a little finger.

When the person disappeared completely, my body felt slowly relaxed, when the door outside was suddenly smashed, and there was a knock on the door.

By this time I could already open my eyes, my whole body was sore, my strength seemed to be drained, and my whole body was lazy. Reluctantly got off the bed, his legs were actually soft, and his body was shaking. I shook my head, sober and awake, the room was empty, there was no one at all, it must have been a dream.

I don't know why, is it because I didn't sleep well, I feel weak, and it's almost the same as the first recovery from a serious illness after getting sick.

The door kept knocking, and in agony, I gritted my teeth and went to the entrance and opened the door. As soon as the door opened, I was stunned.

There were two people standing outside, one of them was Li Damin, and behind him stood a strange-looking middle-aged man.

This man had an extremely old face, his face was full of wrinkles, he was tall and thin, and he was wearing a thin black silk coat, as if he had crossed over from the Republic of China. He had extremely long hair, wore slippers on his feet, wore a string of dark black beads around his neck, and held one in his hand, and looked like a man of great virtue.