I don't know where this is, but I know that I must be dead, otherwise I wouldn't be here. Maybe this should be hell, people like me can only go to hell when they die, but this hell is just terrible, a bad smell, it's disgusting, it's pitch black, you can't see anything, and no ghost comes out to greet you.

The heart says, "When a man dies, there must be no black and white impermanence to lead the way?" But I didn't see them, not even the little ghost guarding the door, it seems that the garrison of this hell is very average, and there is no sense of security at all, if I see Hades, I will have to give him some advice. After touching the surroundings with my hands, I realized that I was lying on the ground, and my surroundings were all slippery.

I tried to hold myself up with my hands, but I couldn't stand up anyway, and I felt like I had just been tortured, and my whole body was in pain. I began to mutter, could it be that I was tortured by the little ghost, otherwise I couldn't be so tired, if so, it would be reasonable. Damn, no wonder I didn't see black and white, I must have been in hell in prison, just finished being tortured.

The more I thought about it, the more reasonable it became, and suddenly, there was a murmur in my ears, like a wail of pain. The heart said, damn, it's all in hell, and it's a lot of people in a prison, and there are other people here, and it seems that the hellish housing is also tense.

"Oh my god, what kind of machine is this, it's going to kill me."

As soon as I heard this voice so familiar, especially the sentence of my day, it was very similar to the old prostitute who said it, I ran in the direction of the voice and asked, "Old prostitute, is it you?" ”

"Fuck, who else is it not me? Where's your boy? ”

As soon as I heard that it was indeed an old prostitute's voice, I hurriedly asked, "Did they beat you?" ”

"Who hit me? If you don't beat me, I'm going to die now, and you're going to beat me. The old prostitute asked suspiciously.

"Okay, don't be hard-mouthed, it's not much better to listen to your voice, I guess I'm also being served by the little ghost, right?"

"What the hell are you talking about? Aren't you stupid, what kind of little ghost, what kind of punishment, you fucking think this is the Yama Palace? ”

"Old prostitute, you are confused, now this is not the Yama Palace, it is a hellish prison, and the two of us are locked up in one prison." I hurriedly explained to the old prostitute.

"Oh my god, you're fucking stupid. Do you have a flashlight? ”

When I heard the old prostitute ask me, did I have a flashlight, I was immediately blindfolded, and I drew many question marks in my heart. The heart said, in hell, you still have to fucking use a flashlight, is this necessary? The point is that I don't know how to buy a flashlight in hell, and it's still a question of whether it sells or not.

I was thinking about the flashlight that the old prostitute said, when a gloomy voice came from behind me, saying, "I should have one near here." ”

The voice was so sudden that it scared me, and I almost didn't scream, and my heart was in my throat, and I almost jumped out. I quickly covered my chest with my hands and gasped for air, and after a few breaths, I realized a problem, my hands covered the position of my heart, and I felt that my heart was still beating. I thought, when a person dies, doesn't the heart also die? Why is my heart still beating? Am I not dead yet?

"Old prostitute, old prostitute, where are we? Are you dead? "I just want to make sure that my wife and I are dead or alive now.

"You're fucking dead, whoever dies won't die."

As soon as I heard the old prostitute say this, my heart suddenly brightened, and the feeling was that we were not dead, and this sense of joy completely diluted the pain in my body, and I stood up unconsciously. shouted at the old prostitute: "Old prostitute, where are you?" I'm going to look for you. ”

"Damn, you're looking for me to dry my hair, hurry up and find a flashlight, I'm fucking stuck in something, and I can't move." The old prostitute said very hurriedly.

I immediately agreed, thinking that too, it was dark around me and I couldn't see anything, so I should find a flashlight first. But I immediately realized that someone was behind me and said that the flashlight was near him. Originally, I thought we were all dead, and I thought it was other imps talking behind me, so I ignored him, but now I know that I am still alive, and the person who spoke just now must be still alive.

"Who spoke just now, and where is the flashlight?" I asked, turning to the darkness behind me.

"I'm talking, I'm Meng Xinrui, the flashlight is near me, I'll get it right away, you don't have to come over."

Hearing that it was Meng Xinrui, her heart suddenly felt relieved, because in such a dark place, she could see some, at least in this case, it was much better than me and the old prostitute, and the two of us were blind now, and we could only rely on listening to the voice.

"Old prostitute, if you say something, let me know where you are, and I'll help you."

"I'm here, this, this." The old prostitute shouted at the top of her voice.

"Okay, no need to shout, I know the way." After speaking, he raised his legs and walked in the direction of the old prostitute.

As soon as he walked two steps, he heard Meng Xinrui shouting behind him: "Don't move, don't move." ”

I heard her shouting to stop moving, but her legs had already stepped out. I kicked it directly into something, and then my head was hit by a real hit, first I heard a muffled sound, and then there was a bang, as if something had been hit by me to the ground.

I felt dizzy in an instant, and a starry sky appeared in front of me, all the Big Dipper stars, and broom stars all appeared in front of me, all of them were like meteor showers, rotating extremely fast. Holding his head with both hands, he didn't know what he had hit on it, and it took a while to recover.

Stretched out his hands to touch it, it turned out to be a strip of cloth, and both hands touched the old strip of cloth, and the strip of cloth was wet and mush, and it touched his hands. I thought, what is this, damn, it can't be the starry sky that the strip of cloth hit me, then I'm too fragile.

The hand was touching upwards, and suddenly a flashlight lit up behind it. The whole place lit up instantly, and I was facing what I had just bumped into, a wooden coffin, which was standing upright on the ground, about two meters two or three high.

I instinctively lowered my head to avoid the sudden bright light, and just happened to see a small coffin board on the ground that I had just knocked on the ground, and it was obvious that the material of the coffin was very ordinary, and it had begun to corrode a little. I was knocked off the head, and I looked up at the location where I had been hit by the flashlight.

As soon as I stretched out my neck to look inside the coffin that I had broken, I instantly held my breath, cold sweat broke out all over my body, my brain was buzzing, and my upturned feet were almost shaking.

There was a strange and indescribable face in the coffin, poking out of it and staring at me.