"Wait, don't you go yet!"

As soon as he walked out of the bedroom in the middle of the night, a ghost stopped in front of him, blocking his way. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What? Do you think the sword isn't sharp enough? ”

Midnight looked coldly, shrunk his right hand, and stroked the middle finger ring again.

"No, no, it's not that I'm going to offend you, it's our boss who said he wants to see you!"

The female ghost saw that Midnight was about to do it again, and hurriedly explained, her eyes full of horror and fear.

"Your boss? Sorry, I'm not interested! ”

In the blink of an eye, he walked behind the female ghost, stuffed a small wad of banknotes in the cabinet into his pocket, and left.

"Hey! You ......"

The female ghost was already furious when she saw Midnight ignoring her like this, but she glanced at Midnight's silver-gray ring and had no choice but to give up.

Midnight walked out of the door, looked at the stairs, then at the elevator, and finally pressed the elevator.

Walking into the elevator, Midnight pressed the first floor with his index finger. After waiting for a while, the elevator shook, but the number displayed in the elevator continued to climb, directly rising to the top 30th floor.

Looking at the elevator door that opened on the thirtieth floor, Midnight didn't react, as if he had known it for a long time, and calmly stepped out of the elevator.

"Humph! It's obviously a dangerous building, but it's still a 30-story building, aren't you afraid of the building collapsing? I've always heard that the demolition team is very good, but I didn't expect to let this kind of illegal building go unchecked! ”

Midnight as he stepped out of the elevator, he kept belittling the place.

On the 30th floor, there are basically no residents, and they are all vacant. At this moment, the corridor is also dark, even in the daytime, and even more so when it is dark.

Anyway, this is also a famous community, how can the property let go of the dim problem of the corridor? No, there are a few incandescent lamps installed on the top of the corridor.

Well, however, this doesn't seem to be useful, probably because of disrepair, the lights in the corridor are flickering, so it seems to be even more terrifying.

"Humph! Isn't it fun to pretend to be a ghost? If you really invite me to come, please show some sincerity, at least so that I can walk well! ”

Standing in the corridor at midnight, he shook his head and sighed, but the light still flickered.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound from nowhere, and the lights in the entire corridor lit up at the same time, illuminating the road ahead at midnight.

"Humph! That's pretty much it! ”

Midnight muttered a few words and walked to the deepest part of the corridor, where a light would go out every time Midnight walked.

As he walked to the end, a stone door appeared in front of him, and some strange runes were engraved on the door, which seemed to seal the place, like a spider's web painted on the door.

At this time, the last lamp was also extinguished, and then, the runes on the stone door lit up, forming a magic circle. The circle kept spinning, gradually forming a small whirlpool, just enough to enter in the middle of the night.

Midnight frowned slightly, bent slightly, and jumped in. After jumping in, Midnight felt like he was jumping off a building, and his long shoulders of hair floated up.

Bang!

Midnight fell on the ground, waving layers of air waves, flying up thousands of dust. After the dust cleared, Midnight came out disgraced, coughing incessantly.

"Damn, it's a little dusty here, it's choking me."

Looking around, it was all gray tones, gray mountains, gray trees, gray grass, and even the small river was full of gray.

And the only thing that touches the color here is a small house on a hillside not far away, covered with paint of various colors. The house was built on a gentle slope, and the gray stream ran right in front of the door.

Approaching the house, the same monotonous view reappeared in front of me, occupying the eyeballs of midnight.

In front of the gray river, a woman in a breast-length skirt is squatting by the river, gently washing a brush. But no matter how hard she tried to wash it, the brush was still a faint gray, and she couldn't wash it off.

Midnight walked over gently, stood aside and watched quietly, the woman in the skirt looked back at Midnight, her eyes as clear as jewels were full of confusion and incomprehension. The woman in the skirt frowned slightly, then turned her head away and continued to wash the brush in her hand.

After watching it for a long time, I don't know why I felt a trace of sadness in my heart in the middle of the night, and I wanted to cry for no reason, and I wanted to shout out the sadness in my body.

However, he held back, endured the sadness, and looked at the woman in the skirt by the river again.

"Hey! Washing a brush in such water, no matter how much you wash it, it will not be clean! ”

The woman in the skirt stopped, and after a few breaths, she continued to wash.

"Hey! Did you hear that, you can't wash it clean! ”

Midnight ignored the woman in the skirt and stepped forward directly, snatching the brush from her hand. At this moment, even Midnight himself didn't quite know what he was doing, but a sadness in his heart kept jumping.

After the woman in the skirt glanced faintly at Midnight, her body gradually dissipated and turned into nothingness.

"You, what?"

Midnight shouted and tried to stop the woman in the skirt, but the woman only left an extremely miserable smile, and disappeared from Midnight's eyes, making his outstretched palm fall into the air.

"Here, exactly, what place?"

Midnight's eyes showed a look of confusion, full of puzzlement about what had just happened, and extremely eager to know.

"This is a little underworld!"

Suddenly, a gentle voice came from inside the house, and then, a thin figure walked out. A middle-aged man dressed in a Confucian robe with gray hair and beard appeared in front of Midnight.

"Little Underworld?"

"Hehe, the Little Underworld is a small world that I created, because it was created by imitating the Underworld, so I call it the Little Underworld."

The man in the Confucian robe smiled mildly and explained slowly, his long gray and white hair flying in all directions.

"Created by imitating the underworld, is the underworld also so desolate?"

Midnight looked at the surrounding scenery and was puzzled.

"No, the underworld in the past was not like this, at that time, there were green mountains and green waters, green trees and red flowers, rainbows hanging long, waterfalls and flowing water, but now, the underworld is only left with these."

The man in the Confucian robe had a dead face, and his eyes showed good memories of the past.

"The underworld is so beautiful, but why? Why is this happening? ”

Midnight suddenly asked excitedly, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. "I'm sorry, I lost my temper."

"Because of one thing, one thing that was framed, the underworld became the target of everyone, so it became like this." The man in the Confucian robe stroked his forehead and said.

"Falsely accused? So why not clarify? ”

"Clarification? Ha ha! Ha ha! Clarify? It's the funniest joke I've ever heard since I was born! The man in the Confucian robe listened to Midnight's words, and suddenly laughed, but tears flowed from his eyes.

"I don't think it's funny! Isn't it possible to clarify? Why do you have to carry this black pot? Midnight yelled, his eyes cold.

"It's like a brush in your hand, washed in this gray water, no matter how hard you try, you can't wash off this gray, can it?"