Grandpa Tai was shocked, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he secretly screamed that it was not good. But his own feet still kept following, and the group in front of him didn't seem to notice it, but floated into the distance. Grandpa Tai was born with a good nose, and no smell could escape his nose, and he vaguely smelled the smell of burning paper money. Burn paper money, to whom? Grandpa Tai's brain turned into a mess, and a bad thought suddenly popped up: The paper money can't be burned to me, right?

At this time, I was running, and my legs didn't listen to my own call. I thought in my heart, maybe there was a glimmer of life to call for help, but after opening my mouth, I found that my mouth was empty, and my tongue didn't know when it was gone. At this time, it is really called that the sky should not be, the earth is not spiritual, and what is even more terrifying is that I don't know what happened.

It's also evil to say it, but at this time, the original death-like silence was broken by something.

"Whoa... "One, two, orderly ringing came from the front. Grandpa Tai remembered, it was the sound of the soul bell! The soul bell, my grandfather has heard it, and it is this bell when people die and are buried. But why is there a soul bell now, no one answers Grandpa, only a bell like a woman crying.

When the bell rings, the surrounding scenery slowly changes. The locust trees and hills on both sides gradually disappeared, and some only had yellow sand, and there was a trickling spring beside him. The spring water smelled disgusting, and the rich yellow water flowed out of the body without a source. On the other side of the spring are flowers, and the brilliant red flowers set off half of the sky in a bright red, as if they would drip blood at any moment. The flowers are swaying with the bells, and my grandfather sees it, and there are no leaves under the flowers!

Grandpa Tai only felt that his head was exploding, and he remembered a sentence: On the Huangquan Road, the flowers on the other side bloom, the flowers bloom and the leaves fall, the leaves give birth to the flowers, and the flowers will never see each other.

It's cold, my feet are so cold, my grandfather feels as if he's walking barefoot on the ice. Grandpa Tai wanted to look down to see what was going on, but found that his neck didn't know when it had stiffened, and he couldn't move at all.

At first glance, my grandfather found that the person in front of him in white clothes and white hats disappeared without a trace. All that remained were the bare-striped men, who were barefoot on the yellow sand. Their feet and calves have been filled with yellow spring water at some point. The yellow spring water penetrated into the bones, eroding the bones and turning the flesh, and the ankles of the people in front of them had turned into white bones. Then the calf, the lower abdomen, the ribcage, the neck, and finally only a white skeleton walked forward.

Squeak, squeak, that's the sound of bones stepping on the yellow sand. When Grandpa Tai listened to it again, he couldn't hear the sound of the soul bell, he could only hear his own heartbeat.

"Bang! Boom! "The heart seems to be hitting something, making a thumping sound.

At this time, Grandpa Tai was already desperate, and he found that his heartbeat was getting louder and louder, and it was getting more and more neat. He saw a blood-red heart in the chest cavity of the white bones in front of him, and the blue blood vessels squeezed as the heart rose and fell.

What about me? Such a thought flashed through my grandfather's mind, is it that I only have a white bone left?

Just as such a thought appeared, the heartbeat that Grandpa Tai heard began to weaken, and it was a long time before that. Slowly, it seemed to be very difficult and laborious, like a dying old man, struggling to move. One moment, then there was dead silence, not a single sound, not a single consciousness.

"Buzz!" A majestic bell struck the last sound of Grandpa's grandfather, and Grandpa Tai only felt chaos in front of him, and then he heard the sound of slugs screaming in pain. Then a real pain came, and it seemed that he had hit a slug that was following him. The pain in his forehead made Grandpa Tai come back to his senses all of a sudden, and his heart was much more stable.

"Ouch, I said Ergou, what are you doing!" The slug asked, touching his sore back.

"Huh?" Grandpa Tai's mind was in chaos, what about the man in white just now, Huangquan Shui?

Seeing that Grandpa Tai was distracted, the slug snorted and said with a smile: "The second dog is scared, right?" Come, Brother Snot will take you away. ”

Grandpa Tai was so led by the slugs, and it took a long time for his brain to come back to his senses, looking at the tall tower in the distance. "Buzz!" It was the majestic bell just now that made Grandpa Tai's heart more peaceful. Thank you, my grandfather said silently in my heart, maybe without you, I really stepped on the yellow spring.

"When you arrive, this is the place to go deep into the mountains." The monkey suddenly stopped, and his voice interrupted Grandpa's fugue.

Grandpa Tai also came back to his senses completely at this time, although he was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't know who to talk to. In this case, Grandpa Tai didn't want to dwell on this issue, but began to look at the entrance in front of him.

When I arrived at this place, there was no locust tree left, but there was only an entrance about five or six meters wide. There were still remnants of the last month's sacrificial objects, incense and candles, and some rotten fruits. The two sides are sandwiched by two hundred meters high mountains, and there is only such a gourd mouth left, and both the mountain and the gourd mouth are covered by a faint mist. The trees on the mountain were already golden, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of black leaves, and my grandfather smelled some rot from inside. The smell is faint and ruthless, if there is nothing, it seems to be covered by something, and ordinary people can't smell it.

Looking further in, the fog became thicker and thicker, and it looked like a white patch, and there was nothing to be seen further in. Because of this, it always makes people feel hairy in their hearts, as if there is something hidden in it.

But a group of people have looked at this place from the top of the mountain before coming, and this section of white fog is clearly like a dividing line, and after this white fog is a green world. In the words of my grandfather, it is a paradise, and there are mountains and rivers in the past.

Grandpa described it to my grandfather like this, and my grandfather described it to me like this, there are mountains and rivers that are paradises? When I listened to this passage at that time, I always pouted and said, "We also have mountains and rivers here, isn't it also a paradise?" ”

My grandfather would knock me on the head and say, "Let's respect the facts, what is what is what it is." ”

I was stunned by my serious appearance, but now that I think about it, I have a black line on my face, and you respect the facts if you make up so much nonsense with me? It's obvious that you can't make up what it looks like there, right?

A group of people were stunned in front of the white mist in a daze, and the loach habitually shrunk its neck and said, "Brother Monkey, it's a bit unspeakably weird here." ”

"There's something wrong." The leather monkey frowned and looked at the entrance, although this baby was reckless, but it was still a little hearty.

"Well, let's tell me what you feel is wrong." Loach's brain turns fast, and he is usually the dog-headed military advisor of the leather monkey, so he came up with the trick of brainstorming at this time.

"I think the trees inside are too green."

"No, I think the leaves on the ground are black and scary."

"I don't think I can see a hare here, I'm afraid I'm going to come in vain."

"I'd better tell you..."

Dolls, you say a word, I say a word, but I never say the truth. Dolls are dolls after all, and they can't find out. In fact, what is really wrong is that it is so quiet and terrifying that there is not even a single bird.