Fei Tang thought it was just a dream, or a hallucination before death, or even a scene after death.

For some reason, he suddenly had a feeling that that the red light was his destination. Could it be that this is the final return of the soul?

He bent his arms, braced his body strongly, and like Xiao Wolf, he crawled towards the red light inch by inch.

The ground was as smooth as a mirror, and Fei Tang felt that it was effortless to crawl up, just like the ideal state of frictionless force assumed in physics textbooks.

He crawled and crawled, and found that the chubby Wu Wanchun was also crawling from the side. He moved his bulky body and squeezed in front of Fetang as if he were cutting in line.

None of the three of them spoke—Xiao Wolf in front, Wu Wanchun in the middle, and Fei Tang in the back, they were like migratory and breeding fish, using their last bit of strength to swim up the river.

Fei Tang saw Xiao Wolfzi approaching the red light, and he also saw the true face in the red light at this time.

It was a warm and brilliant red lotus.

The lotus flower is the oldest living fossil of a plant, and there were lotus flowers on the earth before there were human beings. The color of the lotus flower is warm red, and the petals are numerous, and it looks like a heavy Taiwan lotus species.

It exudes an unbelievable and only verbal magic, which attracts everyone to forget hunger, fatigue, sorrow, grief and anger, to forget contentment, comfort, happiness, excitement, to forget oneself, to forget others, to forget all things in heaven and earth, to forget the sun, moon and stars......

The closer he got to the red lotus, the more powerful he felt, he couldn't feel the hunger anymore, he saw Xiao Wolfzi and Wu Wanchun also stood up for the first time, they stretched out their arms, closed their eyes slightly, and jumped towards the red lotus like zombies in Hong Kong films.

It was at this moment that Fei Tang suddenly noticed that something was wrong!

This is definitely not the power of true goodness, because the most true and good things will never make people blindly follow as if they have lost their souls!

He wanted to shout loudly and stop Xiao Wolf, who was closest to the Red Lotus, but it was already too late, Xiao Wolfzi suddenly trembled, and a dazzling light covered him, and he turned into a black shadow in the light.

Fei Tang heard him wail inside, and his shadow twisted and struggled in various shapes like dry vermicelli on a fire.

Save me! Brother Wan Chun, save me!

Brother Fei, save me!

This mute actually shouted! The voice was ethereal and floating, like an invisible cloud, like a duckweed without roots.

Fei Tang saw that Wu Wanchun was awakened, he opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, so frightened that his jaw was about to fall.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Wanchun moved his fat body, he turned around, turned around and ran!

Fei Tang also woke up suddenly, he found that there was no red lotus in front of him at all, only a ball of light that could cause people to blind, and Xiao Wolf was wailing and crying in it.

He saw one of Xiao Wolf's hands stretching out from the white light, he gritted his teeth and rushed over, grabbed Xiao Wolf's hand and dragged it outside!

But at the moment when his hand held Xiao Wolf's hand, he saw a huge electric spark flickering between the two, and the entire white light world suddenly burst out with huge energy and sound, and a tsunami-like shock wave slapped at him, he was like a small leaf, swept into the stormy waves, one wave after another hit him, and he completely lost consciousness again.

When Fei Tang regained consciousness, he found himself lying in a cloud of ashes, his mouth very dry.

He scrambled to his feet and found that it was not ashes, but weeds that had dried up to gray-black.

He was still lying in the cave, but instead of fluffy, warm white grass beneath him, he remembered what he had just experienced.

Maybe he and Xiao Wolfzi touched something, and the entire underground world seemed to have been destroyed - life was gone, death came, whether it was Wu Wanchun and Xiao Wolfzi, or the ugly mandrill, there was no trace.

Fei Tang looked up, and he saw a palm-sized blue stone above his head, and the stone shone faintly. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and realized that it was not a stone, but the sky above the bottom of the well.

The space he was in now was hundreds of square meters, and the sky was projected onto the retina, but it only felt like a small lump. So according to the proportions, this must be extremely deep underground.

He's become a frog at the bottom of the well, and the life of the underground world has been completely destroyed, and he can't afford to climb out of the vertical wall of the well, so now he can only die here, right?

He was secretly grieved when he heard another sound in the darkness deep in the cavern.

It wasn't footsteps, it was the chatter of devouring something.

He was already hungry, so everything related to food could draw him to him at this time.

Fei Tang leaned on the stone wall, followed the sound, smelled the fragrance, and walked towards the darkness step by step. As he walked, he was surprised to find that his eyes could adapt to the darkness and see everything in the darkness.

Soon, however, he hated that he had such an undeserved ability.

Because he saw what he never wanted to see.

He saw a dead camel lying on the ground in front of him.

He saw a cold stone case next to the camel.

He saw several ugly mandrills busy around the stone case.

He saw a corpse lying on the stone case, and he could recognize the corpse anyway.

It was his captain, his partner, his mentor, his best friend.

It was Wen Mushan's corpse, covered in blood, and its two calves were skimmed out at ninety degrees—they had been broken.

And those mandrills, they approached the dead Wen Mushan like disgusting insects, they stretched out their claws, cut Wen Mushan's skin with sharp nails, and then carefully tore down centimeter by centimeter......

Later, every time he remembered that scene, Fei Tang would hate his weakness extremely much!

He wanted to rush over, to snatch his friend's body back.

But his legs were so weak that he couldn't pick them up like noodles, not only his legs, his throat was like a stone, and he didn't even dare to breathe!

He was frightened, and he watched as the mandrills lifted the human skin and rubbed it like a work of art, and one mandrill even stuck out its tongue and licked the remaining blood on the skin......

He felt like his whole body was going to collapse. He could no longer stand and collapsed behind the stones. He felt hot on his legs, probably because he was scared to incontinence.

This is the devil's cave, and all those ugly things are devils......

He remembered that a few days ago when he was on the ground, he had unearthed an ancient book strung with bay leaves. Wen Mushan showed him the ancient book, he was busy at the time, just turned some pages, and the book was taken away by Wen Mushan.

But in those pages, he saw a passage.

"Mororo, my gods, my disciples. It's good to eat human flesh, and likes human bones. Destroy the ten evils to serve the gods, and open the beard to accept the eternal ......"