The soldier ghost, who had never existed, suddenly stood up silently, pointed to the place where the woman in black was staying just now, and said to me, "The first day of junior high school...... The door is over there......"

Strange, how did he know my name was Chuyi?

I looked at him curiously, and he pointed at Lingzheng and then at me, indicating that he had just heard Lingzheng call me that.

I nodded, and walked in the direction he was pointing, and sure enough, there was a not-so-obvious dark grid there.

I reached out and pressed it, and with a "boom" the wall slowly rose.

Ling Zheng and King Ling's tomb walked over, and the golden dragon pestle floated into the air, continuing to play the role of a light bulb.

"Lingzheng, does the golden dragon pestle have an autonomous consciousness?" I said in amazement.

"The golden dragon pestle is a machine spirit, and it will always sleep until it recognizes the master." Ling Zheng explained lightly, "Now...... It woke up. ”

King Ling's Tomb suddenly glared at Ling Zheng, and there was obviously a light of jealousy in his eyes.

I hurriedly pulled Lingzheng along: "Lingzheng, let's go quickly." ”

I'm afraid that the two brothers will recall the past later, and then fight.

This ancient tomb is so terrifying, let's work together to fight the enemy first, and wait until the past grievances and grievances are out.

We walked into the dark grid, and inside was a small path, which was very short, and the distance of about ten meters came to the end. At the end is a fork in the road with two paths, one to the left and one to the right.

"Which way are we going?" I looked at the two paths in confusion, and between them was a wall about two meters wide, and there were some murals on the wall.

Lingzheng brought the golden dragon pestle closer, illuminating the entire wall, and we leaned in to take a closer look at the contents of the mural.

The mural is actually very simple, it is a complete picture horizontally, and on the left side is a large burning flame, and there are black shadows twisting in the flames, which looks very painful. Next to it are many green-faced and fanged demons, with bull heads and horse faces, and a majestic man sitting on a chair with a judge's pen in his hand, which should be the judge. This is a picture of hell, and this scene is a picture of the judge's condemnation of sin.

After looking at the picture of hell, I looked at the painting on the right, and on the right there were some gray and misty scenes, followed by the images of several brightly dressed women, all of them with garlands on their heads, and their faces were flamboyant. The women were standing next to a light blue pool with a few small golden fish swimming in it, many beautiful lotus flowers in the pool, and white clouds at their feet. - This is a picture of heaven, and this scene is a fairy watching the lotus.

This is...... Heaven or Hell?

I looked at the delicate mural in front of me in a daze, could it be that the meaning of this painting is actually that going to the left is hell and a dead end, and going to the right is heaven and the gate of life?

"Go right." King Ling's tomb obviously went with me, and said.

As he spoke, he was about to step into the path on the right, but Lingzheng suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped the two of us.

"You can't go on the right." Lingzheng said.

King Ling's eyes widened, and he said impatiently, "Which way to go?" Isn't it possible to go to the left? Don't you see the painting over there? That's hell! If you want to die, don't die with us. King Ling's Tomb pulled my hand, "On the first day of junior high school, let's go to the right." ”

Lingzheng took my other hand and said, "Do you think the owner of the mausoleum will indicate which way to live?" ”

I asked, "Lingzheng, you mean, this is a Akira?" The owner of the tomb deliberately did this to confuse the public? ”

King Ling's tomb frowned: "It makes sense, the one on the left is the real way to live, go to the left." ”

Lingzheng shook his head: "No, you can't go either way. ”

King Ling's tomb was stunned for a moment, and shouted: "Can't you go? So what do we do? Do you want to go back to that room? He was a little excited, probably because Lingzheng was confused.

I calmed down, I have known Ling Zheng for so long, he must have a reason for saying this.

I thought about it for a while, and said to King Ling's tomb: "King Ling's tomb, don't get excited, think about it, hell represents death, that's right, that's because people who die generally have to go to the underworld to re-enter reincarnation, but we ignore the fact that the premise of going to heaven is also death, have you heard of another saying?" After people die, good people go to heaven, bad people go to hell, they are born and die, they are resurrected, and death is death, so ......"

King Ling's tomb suddenly realized: "So...... Whether you go to heaven or hell, do you have to die first? That is, both sides are dead ends? Then we ......"

King Ling's tomb didn't finish speaking, only listened to "Bang!" There was a loud bang.

I looked back and saw that Ling was holding the golden dragon pestle in his hand and shot it towards the mural in the middle.

With a "bang-la-la-la" sound, the mural cracked open, and the inside was made of some stones, and as soon as the mural fell, we could see what it looked like inside, and behind the mural was another path.

Here, that's the real way to live!

Ling and I looked at each other and strode in.

In fact, whether it is heaven or hell, it has to pass through the human world, and people can only go to hell or heaven when they die on earth. And the gray scene painted in the middle of the mural just now is not actually a transition, but refers to the human world. Therefore, the real way of life is actually behind the mural, and the person who designed the mausoleum is really well-intentioned, and I don't know what big people are buried in it?

We walked forward for a while, and the road was very long, and there was no end in sight.

The walls on either side are empty, and there are no more murals, so I wonder if we're going to go on forever. Never to the end? Tired to death here?

At this moment, I saw a red figure not far ahead.

Lingzheng grabbed my hand, "Don't come closer. Then he let go of my hand and took a few steps forward.

The red figure was motionless, as if it was not aggressive, but at a distance of twenty or thirty meters, I felt a strong yin qi and a yin soul aura.

There's a ghost up ahead!

This thought poured out of my mind, and I suddenly felt a twitch in my heart, it would be fine if it was outside, but this is the mausoleum, the yin spirit here doesn't know how many years it has been dead, and the strength must not be underestimated, besides, there was not a single yin soul in the room just now, but at least three people died, I think all this is very wrong.

I whispered, "Be careful, there's a ghost in front of you. ”

No matter what lies ahead, we have to go over, so we can only be careful.

The three of us glanced at each other, and each of us walked slowly and cautiously towards the front.

After a few minutes, we walked up to the figure in red, and stood two or three meters away from her, and I could see the face of the man in red clearly, it was a woman in a big red dress, her face was pale and slightly blue, and the whole person was hung in the air by a rope around her neck, her eyes were closed and motionless.

Obviously, she has been dead for a long time, and judging by what she is wearing, she should be from the Han Dynasty.

After so many years, even if the body is well preserved, it won't look like it is now, right?

What kept her so well preserved?

If it weren't for the fact that she didn't have the breath of a living person on her body, I would have suspected that this was a living person who had fainted for a while!

I took a few more steps forward, trying to get closer, but I saw the woman in red suddenly open her eyes and stare at me, her eyes were completely devoid of the whites and black of normal people's eyes, and they were blood-red, like two blood-red beads embedded in the eye sockets.

I was startled coldly, and thought she was alive again, but I saw that although her eyes were open, she did not move in the slightest.

What's going on?

I looked again puzzled, but I still didn't notice anything wrong, but I felt the aura of a ghost around me.

At that moment, I suddenly felt a cool air coming from behind me, as if someone was blowing behind me.

I turned my head suddenly, and there was no second person except for King Ling's tomb.

Ling is standing in front of me, Ling Wang's tomb is standing behind me, although Ling Wang's tomb is very bad, but he shouldn't be playing tricks on me now, who is blowing on my back collar?

Could it be the female yin in front?

What does she want to do?

I stood there, waiting for her next move, to discern her purpose, but she teased me like a child, blowing in my ear and giggling a few times.

"What the hell do you want to do?" I yelled.

I'm a little hot-tempered, and I'm impatient, and I hate doing things around the bush.

As soon as I finished speaking, there were a few more women's laughter in front of me, as crisp and pleasant as a silver bell, but the tail note was long and long, and it made people's hearts hairy and weird.

I frowned, not having the patience to play this game of peek-a-boo with her again, I took a bottle of light blue liquid from my bosom, poured a little into my eyes, and then handed it to Lingzheng and them.

This is the tears of the cow, you can see the yin ghost, although we can easily see the ghost when we walk the yin girl herself, but not all ghosts are willing to show up to us. Those who don't want to show up, we can only use the "strong" method to see them.

What we usually see are generally harmless ghosts that have just died, and as for those ghosts with deep resentment or strong skills, they can hide their bodies in front of us.

Two tears of the cow went down, my eyes were cold, and when I opened my eyes again, I saw a woman in red standing in front of me looking at me. There was some white mist around her body, and there was a blood mark on her neck, indicating that she was hanged, but it is not known whether she was hanged alive or by suicide.

If it is a suicide hanging, it should be better, at most it is resentful, if it is he killed, it is not only resentful, but also a strong evil spirit.

Lingzheng said to me, "Come behind me. ”

I paused, nodded, and walked behind him.

At this moment, the eyes of the female ghost in red suddenly shed blood-red tears, exactly the same color as the corpse's eyes, I don't know why it was suddenly like this, was it stimulated by something?