PS: (Note: This chapter is particularly scary and scary, and it will make some people feel unwell.) Jianyì: The faint-hearted, pregnant, the heartless, the minors and the elderly and frail "read carefully"! ）

I met the red-clothed ghost with Boss He in the dark and dense woods, and Boss He was very unkind to send me into the arms of the ghost, and then fled alone. And I found out that the red-clothed ghost was a shadowy, invisible and disembodied ghost, and when I was secretly glad that this red-clothed ghost was not afraid, a pair of unusually cold hands stretched out from behind my back and choked my neck.

It turned out that the red-clothed ghost in front of me once again stretched out his blue arms from his red sleeves, turning into black vines that seemed to be intertwined, bypassing the big tree behind me, and choking my neck. The moment my neck was choked, my heart was cold, the ghost hand that grabbed my neck was infinitely powerful, and I couldn't break free at all, and it was estimated that it wouldn't take me a moment or three to be strangled to death.

Struggling has become the only thing I can do, the white eyes that keep rolling up, so that the rolling eyeballs can't see the qiē in front of me, I am like a fish that has just been caught, I am foaming at the mouth, being dragged and rolled by the ghost hands like branches and rolling among the trees covered with fallen leaves and dead branches, tears are forced to continue to flow, the pain is not enough to describe my feelings at this time, the fear in my heart is like the darkness hidden in the depths of the woods, boundless.

In a trance, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a dark shadow hiding behind a big tree, and I couldn't help but think: This person must be making trouble in the dark, manipulating the ghost to come and ask for his life. But I am dying at this point, and there is nothing I can do. But the black shadow slowly moved towards me among the trees.

The neck was pinched by the red-clothed ghost, and there was a scheming black shadow in front of him. I couldn't avoid it, and my gradually blurred consciousness still reminded me from time to time that death was approaching. I lost consciousness unconsciously, and after a brief moment of coma, I reluctantly rolled my eyelids. But I saw a dark shadow in the distance already in front of me, and in the hazy moonlight, I saw him hold a stone in his hand held high. Then it slammed into my head, blood running down my forehead, and I couldn't help but cry out in despair in my heart: My life is dead!

Life is so short. Why step into a dangerous world and lose your life innocently? The answer is: no!

This is my answer to the question of black and white impermanence in front of me.

I don't know when I regained consciousness, but in a flash. Clearly aware that I am dead. When he was about to set foot on the Nai He Bridge, the black and white impermanence of the soul envoy would ask each new ghost who came to Hell a question as usual, and after answering the answer, he could walk across the Nai He Bridge, drink Meng Po soup, and say goodbye to the past.

After asking the only question, Black and White Impermanence pushed me expressionlessly and motioned me to walk up the Nai Ho Bridge. I was reluctant in every way. His legs were so heavy that he couldn't move half a step as if they had been filled with lead. At this moment, there was a urging sound behind him. When I looked back, I saw a long line of people behind me, and countless ghosts lined up behind me, all of them covered in blood, corpses and even human intestines hanging on the top of my feet. Even though I, who am also a ghost, I can't help but feel chills when I see such a terrifying scene, something is tossing in my body, and it is about to gush out of my stomach.

I trembled and stepped onto the bridge, and countless terrifying and hideous ghosts showed the tragic situation when they died. Suddenly, an old man with all four limbs covered in blood came up to me and said to me with a grim expression, "You stepped on my hand." Hearing the old man's terrible voice, I couldn't help but lower my head, and saw that under my feet, stepping on half of my arm, my five fingers were like earthworms in the soil, and I was so frightened that I hurriedly took several steps back, covering my mouth to prevent vomiting and screams from pouring out of my mouth.

The old man glared at me angrily, picked up his severed limb from the bridge, put it in his mouth, clicked a few times and swallowed it, and then, the severed limb grew out of the severance on his arm as if it had never been broken, and I was stunned by the scene in front of me. At the same time, the old man in front of him appeared a trace as thin as a red hair from his newly grown arm, and then slowly expanded, turning into an open crack, and the muscles under the skin could be clearly seen, as if they were being cut off one by one by sharp weapons, blood spurted out like a fountain, and the arm broke again and fell to the bridge deck of the Nai He Bridge. Then the old man picked up the severed limb from the bridge again, and continued to stuff it into his mouth, clattering and chewing, and once again staged the same terrifying scene.

I leaned against the bridge of the Nai Ho Bridge, my body slowly sliding down, watching the bridge crowded with evil ghosts, each repeating a strange fragment that belonged only to me. Some people keep stuffing the intestines that have flowed out of their bodies back into their bodies, some people keep putting their fallen heads on their necks with their hands, and some people keep crawling on the ground, looking for their lower bodies.

I sat down on the bridge, my head bowed and my fingers in my hair, tears streaming down my chin.

Hell, that's what it looks like!

There are no words to describe its horror, there is no more terrible place in the world! No, to be precise, this is no longer part of the human world, it is a hellish abyss full of demons and evil spirits.

Disgust welled up from the depths of my heart, and a voice kept shouting in panic: "I don't belong here, I want to leave here, leave this devil's lair!" The voice penetrated into my chaotic brain from the bottom of my heart, and I stood up trembling in trembling, and only one thought was constantly rushing in my mind: "Get out of here!" Get out of this horrible hell! ”

My cold body leaned against the railing of the bridge, and the sadness of loneliness could not stop me from leaving. However, this end of the bridge is the black and white impermanence of receiving new ghosts, and the other end is Meng Po who makes you forget the past, escaping is not only difficult to climb to the sky, but words that will not appear in hell, because there is not even a sky here!

Looking at the muddy river flowing under the bridge. I was desperate. I have heard that the Lethe River under the bridge flows through the whole of hell and finally seeps into the "Gate of Hell" and flows into the abyss. There was nothing in the abyss, no matter the gods, Buddhas, ghosts and monsters in the Three Realms. When you come here, you will turn into nothingness, and you will no longer exist zài.

A sharp pain crossed my heart, and the trickling river beckoned to me, and it was silently speaking to me of loneliness. Perhaps, you can get out of here and leave the terrible hell by taking the Lethe River. However, I know how unreasonable this idea is. I know that the end of the Lechuan River is an abyss underground, and once I fall into it, I will truly disappear into this world. Even the ethereal soul will cease to exist.

But I don't have a choice, I don't want to stay here for a moment, even if it is permanent, it won't stop me from wanting to escape here. I stood silently on the bridge. I recall in my mind what I experienced in my life. Familiar people, in their hearts, asked themselves for the last time, have you ever regretted embarking on the arduous and treacherous road of fighting craftsmen? The answer is in my heart. I closed my eyes in peace of mind and leaned over the railing of the bridge. Good and evil, right and wrong, all disappear at the end of the world with the flowing water of the Lechuan River!

Dark. Endless darkness, nothingness. The emptiness of nothingness, why do I still have my thinking consciousness in the abyss? Could it be that the horror of the abyss is that there is nothing here, but your mind is alive, and it will be forever alone in the darkness, sleepless and unconscious, how terrifying it will be.

My heart was like ashes, and I felt that someone touched my face and body again, and it turned out that my body did not disappear, but I couldn't feel it in the endless darkness. Someone, there was someone else in this dark abyss of nothingness, and I immediately asked excitedly, "Who are you?" Can you see me, hear me? ”

The stranger's touch continued, and a faint voice came from the darkness, far and near, "I am me!" And I'm you! ”

There was a joking answer in the dark, which made me a little annoyed, "Who, get out of here." ”

But the faint voice like a dream still lingers in my ears, "I am you, I am you!" ”

Hahaha, I can't help but look up to the sky and howl, the endless darkness makes me insane, it must be to drive away the endless loneliness, and the body splits out another being, an evil being.

Disgust, disgust, and even hatred made me feel the preservation of my fingers, and I struggled to let go of what kept touching my body. And then, I heard some jumbled voices, as if to say, "Move, move." "Woke up, it seemed to be awake."

The noisy sound came into my ears, and all the sensations in my body came back at once, my head seemed to be cracked, and the pain in my left thigh was also excruciating, and the annoying pain made me wake up instantly. Only living people can have the painful feeling, this pain, I sincerely thank it from the bottom of my heart.

Pain is a wonderful word to prove that people are still alive.

The light pierced my eyelids through my eyelids, and I felt no pain in my body, and the pain made me open my eyes. The lights were bright, and it was what I saw when I opened my eyes. Then, I saw Boss He's fat face appear in front of my eyes, and said to me with teary eyes: "Little Master Sven, you finally woke up, thank God!" ”

I slowly sat up with my hands on my upper body, and then looked around, and saw myself lying in a very spacious and bright room, surrounded by a group of people around the soft solid wood bed, among whom were many foreign women's faces, dressed as if they were servants.

When Boss He saw that I was awake, he immediately said to the Filipino maid waiting beside me, "Go, bring the boiled bird's nest." ”

When I saw that the surroundings were obviously in the house, I endured the pain on my face and asked Boss He in surprise, "Where is this?" What's wrong with me? ”

When He Fatzi saw me talking, he immediately sat down at the head of the bed, and the soft Simmons mattress was immediately pressed down by his huge body and sunken into a large piece, and Boss He, who couldn't hide his excitement, began to tell about an experience after I lost consciousness. (To be continued......)