"Madman, you haven't said how the doctor turned into a turtle. ”

Chen Jian suddenly remembered this incident, and recalled the scene of saying goodbye to the turtle, as if he was in a different world.

How long has it been?

Chen Jian was uneasy.

What has become of the world? Do you still have a chance to go out...... Similar questions came to my heart, precipitating so much that my heart couldn't beat.

As his body gradually took shape, Chen Jian's confidence became smaller and smaller, from unwavering to full of doubts.

Purgatory exists for hundreds of years, even millennia, and everyone believes that they will never be able to escape from this prison that imprisons their souls, and there must be countless people who see hope like themselves, but they still wander freely in this hopeless and hopeless place in the end. How can he, Chen Jian, break out of this purgatory where there is no entrance or exit?

"If you don't say it, I'll forget. "The madman pulled him back to reality when he was depressed," it was a long story. ”

"You seem to have said that. Chen Jian couldn't remember clearly.

"No, I don't. ”

"Yes. ”

"Nope. ”

"Then no, just say it. Chen Jian compromised.

The madman won the bicker and laughed: "That was a long, long time ago. At that time, the doctor was a man with arms and legs—"

"He also has arms and legs now. ”

The madman ignored Chen Jian's complaints, and continued to himself: "I still remember the appearance of the doctor when he first arrived in purgatory, he yelled all day long to escape from purgatory, and finally waited for the day when the judge made his rounds, he ignored the arrogance of the judge, set a death trap, and lured the judge in. He dug a huge hole in the ground, and the bottom of the hole was filled with extremely sharp wooden shuttles. It took him a long time to set this perfect trap! Even I was deceived and almost fell off—"

Isn't it normal for you to be scammed?

"Later, the judge really fell into the trap and was penetrated all over his body, and we all saw it. The madman said with his eyebrows fluttering, but Chen Jian had no sense of picture at all, he didn't know what the judge looked like, and he couldn't imagine the situation at that time, "The doctor immediately went to pick up the judge's sickle, but the judge's pierced right hand suddenly rose up, and with a strong wave, the doctor was slapped to the ground and turned into a pool of blood and mud." Haha!"

The madman laughed and shivered, seemingly unable to control his emotions out of fear.

"The doctor happened to die on the tortoise, and the next time we see him, he'll be like that. ”

"Gone?"

"That's all. ”

"Is this a 'long story'?" Chen Jian sighed speechlessly, "What is the judge like?"

"It's a big skeletal shelf, with a torn cloak, a flaming sickle in his right hand, and a lantern in his left. The madman's hands gestured at the same time, "It's probably so high, I can't remember exactly, I may have only met twice since I came to Purgatory." The judge in his impression was very large, Chen Jian estimated that he was two meters tall, and in terms of appearance alone, the judge was already quite deterrent.

"When will he show up?"

"Who knows!" said the madman smirked, "he'll show up at any time." ”

"Then why did he show up?"

"Who knows!"

The madman's face changed suddenly, but Chen Jian had long been accustomed to this. He fell to the ground, muttering for help.

Chen Jian knew that the penitential punishment had begun again.

He easily took out a knife sharpened from ivory from the madman's pocket, and without hesitation stabbed him in the heart, only to hear the madman's howl, and suddenly stopped.

This is the first time I've killed a madman...... He lost count.

Chen Jian sat calmly beside the madman, and he found that the maniac's face was gradually recovering, and the bridge of his nose, which he had not had some time ago, had been upturned on his face.

What is the heinous crime of the madman who has been sent here, or is he also a wretched man who has been falsely accused of losing the struggle?

After a while, the madman sat up with his chest clutched: "Ah...... Rare tranquility. He reluctantly returned from a brief death. In purgatory, where you can only see crimson when you close your eyes, death is the most comfortable sleep.

"Take it. Chen Jian handed the ivory back to the molecule.

"Thanks—little one, if only you could help me share the penance. The madman faced the "life-saving benefactor" and put forward his hope without heart or lungs.

"Forget it, it hurts to hear your ghost scream, so I don't want to go through the penitential punishment. Chen Jian immediately rejected his wishful thinking, "Besides, this is a punishment imposed on the soul, how can we share it?"

"Can't you share it......?" the madman seemed to realize this, and immediately became depressed. He restlessly fiddled with the Buddhas hanging in front of him, as if in this way he could get spiritual salvation.

"What did you do to come to Purgatory?" Chen Jian felt that it was time to ask this question.

For prisoners in purgatory, this question is the most reluctant psychological trauma, and it is also the most secret past, which will bring endless remorse and anger, and it is also an indelible shame. Even Chen Jian is no exception, although he was calculated and did not do anything harmful, but every time he thinks of the days after arriving in the capital, the remorse in his heart is like an endless river, flowing from his brain to his heart, and then from his heart to his whole body, and finally he is only exhausted physically and mentally, depressed and uneasy.

Only people who trust each other will tell each other about their crimes.

The madman blinked.

Chen Jian didn't know what he was thinking. Is he considering the excuse of refusal, or is he pretending to be crazy and stupid to skip this question? Or maybe he has long forgotten the crime he has committed.

The madman could not speak for a long time, like a fish in his throat. He slowly scooped up Chen Jian and put it on his shoulder, and continued to move in the direction of the Wind Country.

"I killed someone," after a long time, a heat wave swept through the bodies of the two of them, and the madman suddenly whispered, changing his demonic tone from the past, "a lot of people." ”

"So...... Are you a murderer?"

The madman shook his head: "That's what it turned out to be, and so does the world—I'm a beast who doesn't do anything evil and cares about human life—so I'm sent here." He showed a rare compassion that did not fit his temperament, and his choice of words was also much more elaborate, "Many people died at my hands, they are all innocent, I ...... Willing to accept such a punishment, but," he said, looking up, "it has been too long. ”

Chen Jian knew that there was something hidden behind it, and he asked with concern: "Why did you kill someone?"

"When you came, what dynasty was outside?"

"Western Dynasty. ”

"Never heard of it. The madman laughed out loud in relief, "When I was still in the world, the country of Chu where I was located competed with the country of Qi for the world, I was a famous sorcerer in the state of Chu, and I made great contributions to the king of Chu to dominate the world, but Chu III was mediocre and incompetent, so that the king of Qi who was lying on his salary and tried his courage fought back and died overnight. In the end, the state of Chu fell, and I went from a hero admired by everyone to a demon who slaughtered living beings, and later, under the condemnation of the people, I willingly accepted the purgatory punishment of the Dizang Gong - yes, the purgatory sentence was proposed by me on my own initiative...... I didn't expect purgatory to be so cruel, but it seems warmer than it is on earth. ”

He stroked the hot earth: "Those people who denounced me, many of them were the people of the Chu State, they sang my fame when I was at my most glorious, and also belittled me to worthlessness when I was at my worst. ”