My eyes couldn't see, but I felt like someone was leading me every step I took, and I could even know where there were steps, where there were rocks to avoid, where to dodge, every turn, every pause was just right. The Three Clear Evil Bell in Cha Wenbin's hand would ring about every three steps, and each time it seemed to be striking in the depths of my soul.

I don't know how long or how far I walked, but when the bell stopped, my steps stopped, and then I felt a flash of light in front of my eyes, followed by a rolling heat wave. There was a burning sensation on my skin, and I seemed to be pulled by someone, and then suddenly I opened my eyes, and again, I was holding a fireball in my hand.

Cha Wenbin slapped the flames on my body and said, "Throw it away!" ”

That scarecrow caught fire at some point, this Cha Wenbin, can you not trap me? I was jumping on my feet and lighting the fire, and I didn't have time to lose the thing in my hand.

"Master, what's going on, I've figured it out, I've set a fire and set a dead ball." The straw man was thrown to the ground by me, and it burned to a ground, and the darkness around me was also illuminated, and I found myself in a strange place, and there was a wall in front of me, and when I looked back, it was still a wall, and there was a very narrow path on both sides.

"Where is this?" I asked him.

"Between the backyard and the fence, I didn't expect there to be a vacant lot here, there is a very inconspicuous pillar blocking it, and I can't really see it if I don't look carefully." This is the back of the big temple, and there is a big pillar behind the third room in the middle, Cha Wenbin said that it was there that flashed in, but he didn't expect that there was such a world behind. When you look up, the eaves happen to be here, and you can't see this small aisle from the top, which is very hidden.

"It's weird, what's going on with this straw man, why did it burn?" I see that my hands are all charred, or I throw them quickly, and a few big blisters will not be avoidable.

"I didn't burn it, it caught fire on its own, and I'm still strange, the time hasn't come yet." He looked around, and by this time my headlamp was already on, and it was such a closed alley, how did it bring us here.

The alley is no more than ten meters long, and both sides are closed, a bit like a gutter behind a house, but the ground is paved with long stones, and the stones are very flat and show no signs of damage. Cha Wenbin and I walked back and forth twice, he measured with steps, impartially, exactly eighteen steps, and the stone slabs under his feet were even more peculiar, each carved with different patterns.

The first slate is painted like a ploughing field, with a fierce beast that resembles an ox but is not an ox, and there is a rope on the back of the ox followed by a plow, and under the plough is a man pressed down, and the iron rake of the plough just runs over the man's back, and the skin is very painful. There are also a few crooked handwriting written on the bottom of the pattern, I have never seen such words, similar to insects, but a bit like birds.

The more I looked at the slate, the more I felt that something in my throat was blocked and unspeakably uncomfortable, so I said to Cha Wenbin: "It's a strange picture, it looks weird, don't look at it." ”

"Don't worry." He squatted on the ground and took another step forward with the fire fold, and another picture was carved on this stone tablet, which was not the same as the previous one. This picture depicts a mountain, and the mountain is full of various weapons, and there are many corpses hanging on the weapons, and the death is tragic, and there are also several strange symbols.

Cha Wenbin can see it, and I can see it worrying, who still has such an evil thing in the gutter behind his house.

Then he said, "Go and see if the third picture looks like a volcano, and put people on it and burn it." ”

I listened and looked forward, hey, really, could it be that Cha Wenbin knows what the origin of these things is?

"That's right, the fourth one is similar to the third, the difference is that you put people in a big vat and cook them, what a fucking evil sect, what are these things?"

Cha Wenbin didn't answer my words, he looked at the pictures one after another from beginning to end, and when he got to the last picture, he stopped. In the middle of the picture was a lake with a sheep's head and a human figure, and the monster was holding a child-like figure in its hands, threatening to tear it into two pieces and send it to its mouth, and on the shore not far from the lake, another person seemed to be kneeling towards the monster. As if begging the monster not to eat the child, the expression on the face of the character was vividly portrayed, and an expression of despair and powerlessness was vividly portrayed, and I couldn't help but glance at the last picture a few times.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my mind, the person in this picture looks so familiar!

I lowered my head and glanced at Cha Wenbin, that's right, between the eyebrows, the nose and the mouth, this demeanor, it is simply carved according to Cha Wenbin! I have a problem, I can't hide my words, I will say as soon as I have an idea, and I will say with a mouth: "Hey, Wenbin, I think this person is a little similar to you." ”

Cha Wenbin raised his head and looked at me in a daze, his face was stunned, he immediately lowered his head again, and then he stared at the person on the stone slab for a full three minutes, and then he said to himself: "It's quite similar, then this kid is ......"

"Oops, coincidence coincidence." I know that he has a serious heart, and I am afraid that he has some thoughts when I say this, so I hurriedly said: "What can a stone carving do, the terracotta warriors and horses don't all look like you, it looks like everyone owes you money, cold, after reading it, what the hell is this?" ”

"This is a picture of eighteen layers of hell, from the first mud plough hell to the second knife mountain hell, and the third one you see is the boiling sand hell, which is not a volcano, but the red sand that throws people on it. In the fourth picture, the big vat is not boiling water, it is dung, and that is boiling hell. You see, the penultimate picture is the seventeenth layer of hell, and those people are devoured by ten thousand insects, this is maggot hell. He paused, pointed at the last picture with his foot, and said: "This should be the last hell, Yang Tong Hell, this lake should be the legendary Yang Tong Yuan, this place is also called Infernal Hell, it is said that those who are imprisoned here will never be able to live beyond life." In this infernal hell, there is never any hope of liberation, there is no other feeling than suffering, and there is no interruption in suffering, no interruption in the body, no interruption in time, no interruption in action. ”

When he said this, I felt goosebumps rise at the time, if this fucking hell is really these hells, I can't stand any of them and hurriedly beckoned him: "Don't look at it, it must be painted to scare people, why don't we leave?" ”

Cha Wenbin shook his head and said: "It was it that brought us here, it won't be without purpose, let's check it carefully, and it is estimated that there is something missing." After that, he squatted down again to look at the eighteenth picture, in fact, I don't know, because this time, a shadow has been buried in Cha Wenbin's psychology.

It's really not big here, you can see the end at a glance, I really don't see anything special here, if there are real people, there is no place to hide. I squatted there and watched Cha Wenbin go back and forth to find, squatting for a long time people want to be sleepy, the time is too late, I simply stood up and leaned against the wall to squint for a while, at this time I seemed to hear a "woo" sound in my ears, a bit like our family's stupid scream.

"Don't move!" I shouted, then put my ear to the wall and listened carefully, and the sound was gone, could I have misheard?

Cha Wenbin and I were about three meters away, and we were even holding our breath at this time, and we could really hear each other's heartbeats, and suddenly I heard a "pop" again, like the sound of a dog's paws scratching on wooden furniture. He and I moved almost at the same time, and on the wall behind me, we both looked at each other, and he pointed, and I nodded to indicate that this was it!

This is a white wall, no matter which way you look at it, the wall is a little old, and the white wall has begun to have many cracks, cracks one by one, and the rain splashed dirt, which is inconspicuous at first glance. Cha Wenbin touched the wall with his hand, and searched back and forth at a position that was only about a meter wide, and finally he made a discovery.

The cracks in this wall are a little different from the surrounding ones, and if you look closely, you will see that two of the lines are completely connected from top to bottom, and there is no break in between. These two lines seem to be irregular colors but are slightly deeper than other cracks, Cha Wenbin motioned me to step back, I don't dare to slack off holding five or six halves have been loaded, I thought to myself, no matter what it is, as soon as the door opens, Lao Tzu will give you a dismount first.

He first pushed it with his hand, but it didn't work, and then he pushed his shoulder up, and as soon as he exerted his strength, I heard a "squeak", and the crack was getting bigger and bigger, and it turned out that this wall was really a door!

When about half a person can squeeze in, Cha Wenbin is also out of breath, I am not facing at this time, he gave me a look, I have a tacit understanding with him, he raised the fire fold in his hand and threw it sideways, I took a side step and raised the gun to prepare for firing.

This combination was done between the electric light and flint, and by the time I moved to the front, the fire fold had just hit the ground. My white flickering miner's lamp swept to the ground in an instant a black thing, just wanted to hit but found that something was wrong, look at it, isn't that my stupidity?

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