My mouth was full of bitterness, "Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai, he is a monk, abstaining from sex is a basic skill, and the female ghost has no lethal power to him, he has entered the meditation and has been in the ghost realm for ten or eight years, can I rely on him?" ”

Xiao Ai's tone froze, and it squeaked and didn't know what to say.

I suddenly realized that I was not too strict with it, and it was difficult for it to have too clever strategies in such a situation where it needed to make its own decisions.

I sighed and looked around me, it was a school, and I couldn't think of any danger. Come on, it's safe, it's interesting to think about it, it's unbelievable that the monk and I actually fought in this way.

I asked Xiao Ai if the monk's ghost realm was all from his mind. Xiao Ai told me that few people can control every detail of the ghost realm from beginning to end, many ghost realms are born from the mind, but they develop on their own, just like a dream, and many details are beyond the control of even the dreamer.

It's still unclear what danger this ghost realm can be.

I sat in the classroom for a while, flipping through the books in my hand, and there were all ghost drawings on them, and I couldn't read anything, and I couldn't tell which country's textbooks they were. This ghost place seems to be a dream, and if you want to beware, you can't find a force point, and Xiao Ai can't help, so she has to rely on herself.

I sat on pins and needles, thought about it, or left here, although it was a classroom, all of them were students who were immersed in hard study, but I always felt that something was wrong, awkward, hurry up.

As soon as I stood up, a male classmate in front of me stood up and yelled at me: "Sit, who made you move!" ”

It should be a class cadre, and I sat back with a moment of hesitation. It's not that I'm afraid of him, I'm afraid of angering this squad cadre and triggering some dangerous plots, so it's better to be careful.

There was a clock on the wall in front of the class, and the hands were moving, and it was finally moved to half past nine in the evening, and the bell rang for the end of class. Everyone is packing their bags quickly and agilely. My wonder is getting bigger and bigger, this ghost realm is completely born from the monk's mind, how could he choose here? Could it be that this monk used to be a high school student?

Everyone was walking out, I didn't take anything, let alone carry my school bag, and followed everyone out of the teaching building.

It was dark at night, and when I got to the entrance of the school building, the students were shunted and left, and I didn't want to stay in this weird school building. There are too many strange conversations in Japanese schools.,Don't do it in the middle of the night Sadako or something.,I can't stand it.。

Last time I was in the abandoned building of Little Red Riding Hood, I learned that you must not enter an enclosed space, otherwise there will be too little room for escape and hiding.

Many of the students were still riding bicycles, and I followed a few of my classmates walking along the street under the lights. Soon into the community, to here to determine that it is really Japan, these houses are only three floors highest, are antique, very a bit of the Tang and Song Dynasty style. This kind of house is basically not seen in China, and I heard that there are many in Japan, and they are very careful to preserve the historical style and genre of architecture.

The classmates said goodnight to each other, and each entered the corridor, and at the end, I was left alone. The streets were deserted, and no one could be seen around. I suddenly felt a bit of a mistake, in such an empty space, danger seems to be everywhere, it is better to go back to the teaching building to find a toilet to hide, it is safer than anything else.

I turned around and left, who knew that the more I walked, the stranger it became, the street scene in front of me was plausible, as if it was like this, and it was not like it was just now.

I walked a little further, and I couldn't find the school, and when I was looking down and pondering, suddenly it went dark in front of me. I sat on the ground with my butt on my shoulder, and it took me a few seconds to realize that I felt like I was being hovered by a sack.

Before I had time to struggle, I heard someone laughing in my ear, the laughter was extremely evil, I couldn't describe it, I raised a high voice and said a low voice, as if I had succeeded in a prank, and I was very happy.

Then I was tied up in the sack and carried by the man, and he walked laughing and walking, and I tried to struggle inside, but my limbs were weak and I couldn't move, it was a bit like a nightmare.

I was carried by this man, and I didn't know how long I walked, and it seemed that he was starting to go down, and he should be going down the steps.

The sack was thrown to the ground with a "bang", and I had a sore tooth, which he did not untie immediately. He heard the sound of objects colliding, and the sound of flowing water, and he was supposed to be drinking.

He gasped for a few breaths, then the rope was untied and there was light outside. He kicked me and I slowly crawled out of the sack. I don't know how to do it, and I'm weak.

There was light in front of me, and it was like a basement, small in size, dark and dark.

I saw a man dressed dirtily like a homeless man, sitting on a chair, drinking wine and eating fried chicken, covered in falling crumbs. This man is very strange-looking, with a triangular face that resembles a snake spirit, and two eyebrows hanging high, like a clown in a movie.

As soon as I saw him, I felt a deep chill, and my first instinct was fear. This person is not tall or strong, for some reason, he is afraid when he sees him, maybe he has a gloomy temperament similar to a poisonous snake.

He ate fried chicken and drank beer at the same time, wiped his mouth and said, "There is a chain on the ground, hang it yourself." ”

Then I saw that in the darkness, there was a pillar in the basement that led to the ceiling. There was a long chain thrown next to the pillar, and the end was empty.

I pretended to sneer and tried to embolden myself, but who knew that the man said, "Disobedient, isn't it?" ”

I still have a hard mouth: "How can I drop if I don't obey." ”

The clown-like man stood up, with a soft whip in his hand, and struck me on the head and in the face. I couldn't struggle, and it was like I had hypochondriasis.

Each whip was so painful that it seemed to be whipped on my body and heart, and I screamed in pain.

The clown stopped, stomped on my face, dripping the wine from it, and poured it all over my face: "I repeat, tie yourself up." ”

I wanted to struggle, and he smiled and said, "Move again!" "He kicked me in the ribs, and I almost died without a breath.

The clown let go of his feet and looked at me with a grin, as if he had succeeded in his prank: "Hurry up, tie your hands up." ”

I crawled on the ground, came to the pillar, and under the watchful eye of the clown, I chained the chain to the wrist of my left hand, and the tooth ring was firmly fastened, and I could not break free.

The clown laughed: "There will be a reward for obedience, and punishment for disobedience, I am the fairest." ”

He grabbed a fried chicken leg from the table and threw it to me, then turned off the only light with a smile and went up the stairs to slam the door shut.

I groped for fried chicken thighs on the ground, my stomach growling, but I didn't dare to eat it, for fear that the clown would use some bad tricks.

I leaned against the pillar and asked Xiao Ai, "Are you there?" ”

Xiao Ai sighed: "Master, I'm here, and I can't help it." ”

"Is this the beginning?" I asked.

Xiao Ai is right, you have to try your best to hold on, don't die here.

As soon as it said this, I suddenly figured out a reason. It's extremely stupid to go around with clowns here and have self-esteem. Why do you say that, this is a ghost realm, and the only way for me to get out is to find a way to live longer than that monk. If you want to have face and self-esteem here, in fact, you are forcing the clown to kill me, then I will lose, and the monk will win.

This is a survival game, not who has a good face and who has self-esteem, but who can endure humiliation and bear the burden, can live a long time, and who is more like Yue Wang Goujian!

"How's the situation on the monk's side?" I asked.

Xiao Ai said: "The monk is in the temple of the ghost realm, surrounded by naked and stunning female ghosts, and they have already crawled in and are heading towards the meditation room where he is. As long as the monk moves, the female ghost will erode his body, and he will not be far from death. ”

I gasped, in fact, this monk's situation is far more dangerous than mine, in the face of stunning beauties, still naked, how many men are not tempted?

I was talking to Xiao Ai when suddenly in the basement of Hesse Sen sounded the sound of chains in a corner. The voice was so sudden that I was so frightened that my scalp exploded a little and shrank back. For a long time, he asked in a trembling voice: "Who, who?" ”

"Who are you?" A voice came from there.

I looked closely, and there was a man in the darkness, just like me, with chains on his hands. Because it's too dark around, I can't see my face clearly, but I only know that it's a man.

"Who are you?" I asked warily.

The man laughed: "I'm just like you, I'm a captive and a slave, can't I see it?" ”

I hesitated, "You, how did you get in?" ”

"How you got in, how I got in, we're all trapped in the ghost realm of Tomoo Kazuyama, you are definitely not a character in the ghost realm." He said.

He thinks that I am from outside the ghost realm, not a part of the ghost realm itself.

"How can you be sure I'm not? How can I be sure you're not? "I asked two questions in a row.

"Because you're about to be tormented in the ghost realm like me. The ghost realm itself is balanced, it will only attack outsiders, we are like bacteria, and the ghost realm is like white blood cells, so you understand. He said.

"You just said Tomoo Wayama, who is that?" I asked.

"You don't know yet?" He smiled: "Tomoo Wayama is a demon monk of the Nine Generals Gate in Japan, and he is best at feng shui secret art and imperial currency creation. ”