I stood there, my mind clouded, my hands refusing to take out my pockets, a myriad of terrible thoughts clogging in my heart, and the feeling of suffocation followed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When my cousin saw my strange behavior, he patted me on the shoulder and asked, "Loach, what's wrong?" ”

"I ......," I didn't know what to say for a moment, and slowly pulled the button out of my pocket, "I ...... The buttons on the clothes fell off. ”

The cousin smiled: "This is quite personal!" ”

"Oh."

"It's just a button off, and your face is so ugly, isn't it?" My cousin looked at me again and said.

"I feel sorry for the newly bought shirt." I grudgingly smiled at him.

My cousin smiled back with a reassuring smile.

I sorted out my thoughts over and over again, telling myself that I must not mess up, even if the underworld really exists, and I am unfortunately chosen by death, I must accompany everyone through this final journey.

Unconsciously, I realized that I had grown a lot, and I was no longer the weak scholar who used to be angry and angry.

I found out that growing up requires a huge price, even a choice between life and death.

The most mature time for a person is when he faces death.

"How do you open this entrance?" The blind man asked Song Yulu.

"Guess?" Song Yulu smiled mysteriously.

In this dark underground, there is weirdness everywhere, Song Yulu has to go around the bend, and my cousin is a little impatient: "Tell me how to enter, we don't care about life and death, just point it, don't say useless words!" ”

"Don't go in!"

I suddenly shouted these three words, so loud that I startled myself, and everyone was startled by my sudden shout, and looked at me suspiciously.

"What's wrong?" The cousin asked.

I was stunned for a moment, why did I say this?

"Loach, what do you say?" The blind man said anxiously.

Looking at everyone's confused eyes, I tried my best to say something, but I couldn't say anything, the sweat droplets on my forehead flowed down my cheeks and into my neck, it was cold, and I couldn't help but shiver.

If you win, the Grim Reaper will continue to bet with you until you lose.

Don't enter, it's a decision I just made.

Song Yulu looked at me, and her face suddenly became gloomy: "Brother Chen Tu, it turns out that the person who fell into the underworld machine is you!" ”

The cousin said indignantly: "What are you talking nonsense? Didn't you just say it was a joke? ”

"If I hadn't said it was a joke just now, Brother Chen Tu would probably be dead by now!"

"Can you make it clear?" I asked with difficulty, sweat pouring down my forehead.

"The underworld machine is real, but it has no way to deal with human beings, because human instinct can completely defeat it, and the subconscious mind will guide you to make the right choice, which is a special ability produced by human beings who have fought against nature for tens of thousands of years.

However, if I tell you in advance about the existence of the underworld, when it comes to a choice, your subjective consciousness will take the place of the subconscious, making you make the wrong choice. ”

The cousin said suspiciously: "Then why are you telling us the truth now, isn't this going to kill the loach?" ”

"It doesn't matter now, because Brother Chen Tu chose not to go in just now, it was the right choice made by the subconscious, unless we turn around and go home, and never enter the tomb of King Zhuang, otherwise, if we go in, we will violate the agreement with the god of death, and we will definitely die!"

"The loaches stay, let's go in, can't we?" The blind man asked.

"No, you also heard it, Brother Chen Tu just asked us not to enter, not that he didn't go in himself." Song Yulu explained.

"Don't even make any noise."

Remembering what Song Yulu said before, people who lose in the gamble of death are no different from ordinary people in the mausoleum, and after going out, they will turn into a pile of meat and mud, and there will be an extra corpse in the burial ground, I suddenly felt a sense of relief, and said calmly: "Enter the tomb of King Zhuang." ”

"Are you crazy, don't you want to die?" Song Yulu shouted at me.

"These days, everyone has gone through a lot of hardships to stand at the entrance of King Zhuang's mausoleum, if you choose to give up at this time, life is better than death!"

I smiled at everyone, this time it was not difficult, but sincerely happy, heartfelt relief.

On the way to the truth, someone has to pay the price, so let me bear it.

Three pairs of eyes looked at me, their faces were full of sadness, just like this tomb of King Zhuang buried deep in the ground, singing an elegy for the change of ownership and the fall of the royal family.

"Let's go to the grave." My cousin whispered, then looked at me with a smile on his face.

But what I saw in his smile was a state of mind that was more sad than sadness, and my cousin knew that if it was him, it would be impossible to go home.

Song Yulu kept staring at me with an indescribable sadness, so I smiled and said, "Don't be infatuated with me, hurry up and open the entrance to the tomb of King Zhuang!" ”

Song Yulu raised the corners of her mouth, didn't laugh, turned her head and said, "To open this door, you need one thing!" ”

"Those jade artifacts in the Temple of the Six Gods?" I asked.

"It's not!"

"Uh...... It's good if not. "I secretly rejoiced, because Song Yulu didn't know that the six pieces of jade had been broken.

However, my rejoicing was still too early, and Song Yulu immediately said something that none of us thought of, or dared not imagine.

"The blood of the grave keeper is needed!"

After Song Yulu said these words, I immediately became calm: "Who is the grave keeper?" ”

"It's not your grandmother, it's not the two of you."

"Where is the grave keeper?" I wondered.

"I don't know."

“……”

My cousin was depressed: "You mean you can't get in?" ”

Song Yulu couldn't help but snicker when she saw that we were about to go crazy: "Look at your hurry, listen to me!" ”

"You mean!" We said in unison, and it was always so difficult to communicate with her.

Song Yulu looked at us mysteriously and said, "Brother Chen Tu, Brother Zhu Hong, the two of you, who will contribute some blood?" ”