In front of me is a large room, probably a temple. Directly opposite is a huge shrine with incense burners, red wax, etc., and a black Buddha statue enshrined at the top. Under the flashlight, the Buddha statue couldn't see who it was, it was pitch black, and its hands were folded, as if in contemplation.

Around the room, there were many wax figures.

These wax figures are very realistically made. The theme, like the carvings on the outside of the ancient pagoda, is also a picture of the crucifixion of hell. The wax figures are all naked, or have been grabbed by imps to be thrown into the oil pot; Or tied to a pillar, to cut out the heart and dig out the liver, there are so many of them, I can't bear to see it. The most terrifying thing is that these wax figures are very similar, this kind of image is not only delicate skin, vivid facial features, but also lifelike expressions and demeanor. The tortured soul frowned and mouthed, and the muscles on his face were twisted, and they were extremely vivid.

Wang Zitong and I stood at the door, looking at the circle of wax figures in the temple, no one spoke, almost stupid. In this silent environment, I heard the painful howl of the crucifixion ghosts, the sound of blood falling to the ground, and the chirping and laughing of the imps. Under the flickering light and shadow, each wax figure is full of the sense of immovable camera. The black Buddha statue stood in the middle of the suffering ghost, and there was an indescribable sense of strength.

I believe that energy is contagious, and even more so the energy of grief, the energy of pain. The prince was young in childhood and a girl, so he was very susceptible to subtle psychological cues. She was the first to cry, grabbed my arm, cried so hard that she couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Although I was in great pain, I was controlling my emotions. The coldness in the temple became more and more intense, coupled with the sensory stimulation of the hell suffering, and I felt that the breath inside floated out like ten thousand small knives, cutting your flesh carefully, burrowing into your skin and bone marrow, and continuing to cut your heart. The pain is extreme, like ten thousand ants devouring the body, but I can't get rid of it, it is difficult to breathe, and my heart is like a heavy stone.

I dragged Wang Zitong out of the temple and told her to stay outside. Wang Zitong simply hugged his shoulders, squatted on the ground and cried, crying very sadly. I touched her head, and she cried and said, "Uncle, I miss my parents, I miss my classmates, I want to go back to class." ”

"I'll send you back." I said word by word. That's my promise.

Wang Zitong looked up at me and nodded: "Uncle, you are a good person, I will never forget you for the rest of my life." ”

I waved my hand and motioned for her to stop. I told her to stay outside, and I'm going to go inside and explore.

Wang Zitong stood up and shook his head: "Uncle, we have to be together and take care of each other." Don't worry, I'm not going to hold you back. ”

Looking at her resolute expression, I nodded. Holding her hand, he returned to the temple.

We tried not to shine our flashlights on the wax figures, and slowly leaned forward to the altar offering table. Wang Zitong pointed to the incense on the table and said softly: "Uncle, since you are here, let's all put incense on the pillar." ”

One of us picked up three sticks of incense and lit them with a lighter, and smoke came out. He bowed three times to the unknown black Buddha statue and inserted the incense into the incense burner. The cigarette smoke was faint, and gradually dissipated in the temple, looking at the Buddha statue in front of me, there was a strange feeling for a while.

At this moment, a cat meow suddenly came from the corner, breaking the silence. In the dark room, such a cat meow is really a bit infiltrating. Wang Zitong dragged me in fright, and I used a flashlight to shine it, only to see that in the darkness in the northeast corner, there was an ancient well. The edge of the well was very high, made of blue bricks, and many scriptures were written on the outside with bright red dye. These verses have words and patterns, and the glyphs are similar to those on the outer door, and they are supposed to belong to the same system.

The black cat stood at the mouth of the well, two shiny eyes looking straight at us. Its location is very dangerous, right on the edge of the well. Wang Zitong was very loving, she clapped her hands gently: "Kitten, kitten, come down, don't be afraid." ”

The cat looked at us, and kept barking, and at first it sounded like a cat's meow, and the more it barked, the more it tasted, until it became a child-like sob. "Wow~~" like a baby crying.

I grabbed Wang Zitong and signaled her not to act rashly, this cat is really evil.

At this moment, the cat's meow suddenly changed again, into a long, high-pitched howl. If this kind of voice is made by a person, then this person has definitely encountered the saddest fate in the world, and the cry is full of helpless and desperate pain, and it is full of unjust anger.

I suddenly had a strong feeling that this black cat was definitely from hell.

The cat barked, jumped into the deep well. This happened very quickly, and the light was not good, and in a blink of an eye it was gone. Wang Zitong said "ah", took my hand, and ran to the well. We looked down with a flashlight, and the well was dark and mushy, and there was no light in it.

I thought for a moment and said, "This cat may be our guide." ”

"Uncle, what do you mean?" Wang Zitong's eyes widened at me.

"I'm going down the well." I said.

Wang Zitong panicked: "Uncle, are you telling the truth?" ”

I nodded: "We're already at a dead end here, and I can't think of where else to go except for this well in front of us." Since we have reached this point, we can't go back, so it's better to move forward boldly. You can't hide from it. ”

I put a small flashlight in my mouth, held the well, and rolled in. The well was very dry, and I can confirm that it was a dry well. The convex and uneven walls of the well are all stones, which is more convenient to climb. I climbed down for a while, looked up at the wellhead, Wang Zitong's figure was getting smaller and smaller, and the amount of flashlight in her hand was already very faint, and it became a star.

I looked down and could faintly see the bottom of the well. According to the height calculation, it should be about six or seven meters, not too deep.

I crawled again, and my feet finally fell to the ground. I looked up and saw that the wellhead was completely gone.

The bottom of the well was dry ground, and I took a flashlight to sweep around, but it was not a large area, it seemed to be a cellar. At this time, I saw a long shadow not far away against the base of the wall, which looked a little strange.

I walked in that direction, and the illuminated area grew brighter and closer, and I stopped and froze. I saw that in that direction, a huge black coffin was hanging. The four corners were hung with chains, firmly suspended in mid-air, and the bottom of the coffin was only a few dozen centimeters from the ground. The most bizarre thing is that on the lid of this coffin, there is a person sitting cross-legged, with his hands folded, meditating.

The man was dressed in a black robe, his eyes were tightly closed, and he remained motionless as if he were dead. I shone it with a flashlight and noticed that the person looked familiar. After thinking about it for a while, it suddenly dawned on him that his appearance was very similar to the black Buddha statue enshrined in the temple outside.

Isn't this person a legendary immortal?

I walked over lightly and looked closely, and the figure looked like he was asleep. He has a round face, a plump demeanor, and really has a fairy temperament. I circled the coffin twice, and it was clear that this was a dead end, the end of everything, and what should I do next?

I remembered the last cigarette, so I took out my cigarette case and took it out. This cigarette is to surpass the last ghost, I suddenly had a bold guess, could it be that this fairy in front of me is the so-called last ghost?

I hesitated for a moment, this is the last cigarette, and I have to be very cautious. If I'm wrong, maybe the ghost who really needs me to transcend will never be able to transcend. To determine if the person in front of you is the most stubborn ghost, you have to check if he has a red figure on his body.

Thinking of this, I put on a cigarette and a flashlight, walked up to the man, grabbed him by the waist, and picked him up from the lid of the coffin with all my might. This person looks quite heavy, but in fact it is not heavy, it is estimated that it is less than a hundred pounds. I held him in my arms and placed him on the ground, then untied my robe and prepared to check my body.

As soon as he unbuttoned the two buttons, a strange thing happened, and the man suddenly opened his eyes. I thought it was a mummy, so I took a few steps back and sat on the ground. The cigarette on his mouth fell off, and he didn't know where to go.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, stretched his waist, slowly stood up, and looked me up and down: "Liu Yang, it's really you." ”

"Who are you?" I panicked and said, "How do you know me?" ”

"When I saw that someone was touching my real body, I rushed back from hell. Seeing that it is you, both unexpected and feeling in the midst of fate. After a circle, we met again. ”

"Who the hell are you?" I stumbled and asked.

The man laughed: "If you don't know the way, you don't know the way." You won't remember what happened here when you leave here anyway. It's a big dream for you. ”

"Forget about it when I'm gone, that's my business. If you are honest enough, I just hope you don't deceive me at the moment. I said.

The man looked at me and smiled slightly: "It's kind of interesting, I didn't mistake you." My name is Peng Liang, and this is a world world I created, so to speak, you and your children outside are now in my dreams. ”

"Peng Liang......" I muttered, the name was unfamiliar. I said, "You said you came from the underworld......

"Hmm. I didn't just create this world. I also have a few netherworld realms, where I can be regarded as the Lord of Hades, in charge of the punishment and reincarnation of the Yin Spirit. We have known each other for a long time, and we have seen each other in the grave I have made. Peng Liang said.

I gasped, the middle-aged man in front of me, who didn't look amazing, was actually Lord Yama.

"This is the place where I practice meditation." Peng Liang said.

"What are you going to practice?" I asked.

Peng Liang smiled: "I want to cultivate immortals, I want to be the real king of the underworld." ”