I was in a hurry, and I beat the earthen wall with my hands, and my wrists hurt, and my hands were red and swollen, but it was useless, and the grasshoppers shook the trees. I shouted loudly: "Li Yang, Luo Yun ......" didn't react at all, the voice came far away in the dark, I shouted and shouted that I was scared, what kind of bird place is this, I can't see my fingers.

I touched the thick earthen wall, and I really didn't understand how I got in. Since you can come in, why can't you get out now? I pulled the soil a few times with my hands, and touched the mud with my hand, and the soil was as hard as cement. Suddenly thought of what Luo Yun said, at midnight, the ghost door could be opened for a while, and then closed. Didn't I miss the opportunity?

I forced myself to calm down and crouched on the ground and took a few deep breaths. First of all, I told myself that I was lucky, I wouldn't die here so easily, and I wouldn't be afraid to get out. It's already like this, it's better to hum a song first, the big girl is beautiful and the big girl is lang...... After humming the obscene song, I did calm down a lot. Since the ghost gate will open at 0:00 every day, then I don't need to worry, as long as I wait here for a day, and at this time tomorrow, someone will definitely come to save me.

I leaned against the wall and looked around, there was no light in the dark, and I had to die of torture to death if I stayed up in this ghost place for a day and a night, and I still had to find a way. I fumbled in my pocket to see if I could use any tools, except for a mobile phone, a lighter, and a steel hammer to change. I sighed that I didn't even have a wallet for money in my body. When death is on the verge of death, I can't find a ticket worth hundreds.

The phone has no signal, and it is useless for the time being. I polished my lighter and thought about lighting a cigarette to stabilize my mood. After the light was drawn, I realized that things were a little weird.

The flames flickered, and I took two steps forward, holding the lighter and shining around, but I couldn't see anything. As far as the eye can see, there is a deep darkness, a black nothingness, silence and oppression. I didn't dare to go any further, the endless darkness was terrifying, and the lighter couldn't always be on, and that light had to be left until the moment it mattered most.

I turned off the lighter and walked back in the dark, stretching out my hands and touching back and forth like a blind man. After walking a few steps, a faint feeling suddenly surged up in my heart, my legs and stomach were a little tendoned, why was the earthen wall when I came in gone?

I forced myself to calm down and not panic. It is likely that in the dark space, I lost my sense of direction and felt that I was walking in a straight line, but in fact I was walking crookedly in circles. Don't be afraid, that wall is just a short distance ahead. I pulled out the lighter and was about to polish it, when I heard a baby's cry somewhere overhead.

This cry was extremely miserable, crying and sobbing, as if he had been choked by the neck and could not breathe. My scalp tingled and goosebumps all over my body, and I shivered and lit a lighter, and held it up to look there. It's okay not to look at it, but when I look at it, it almost doesn't scare me to death.

I saw a pair of green eyes flash out in the darkness above my head, blinking and blinking, and looking at me in the sky. I took a step back, my hands shaking. The eyes suddenly narrowed into a straight line. Then came the terrible cry of a baby from that direction. It dawned on me that what kind of baby it was, in fact, it was a cat meow.

This cat is most likely the one raised by the little aunt.

In a trance, the green eyes disappeared into the darkness like ghosts, and the sound was gone. I quickly turned off the lighter, sat down on the ground, and curled up in a ball. The cat's eyes are really scary, the eyes are like centenarians, no wonder Yang Shanshan is afraid, it is indeed very evil.

I didn't dare to stand up, so I just crawled on the ground. It was so quiet that it was unbearable, and I was so nervous that I was sweating all over. In the past, no matter how terrifying and dangerous things were, at least there were companions around me, but now I am facing it alone, and my fear has increased exponentially. I don't know how many meters I climbed forward, I couldn't find the wall, I was really anxious, with that wall, at least there was hope of being rescued.

At this moment, a cat meow similar to a baby's cry sounded in a dark corner, getting closer and closer. I couldn't control it, so I polished the lighter and took a photo.

In the darkness, a cat's face suddenly appeared in front of him.

The cat squinted its eyes, its thin beard trembled, its mouth grinned, and its eyes stared at me, and I was so frightened that I threw away my lighter, and sat on the ground with my ass and screamed hoarsely.

In the dark, I felt something soft on my stomach, and I vaguely felt that it was a long creature. Damn, that cat actually climbed up. I was tired and scared, like being coiled around by a greasy snake, gritting my teeth, throwing a punch at the thing, and hitting it with a "meow" and flew out of the coffin.

I fumbled all over the ground for lighters, and there was nothing on the floor except broken rocks. It occurred to me that I was so stupid and that my phone could light up.

I took out my phone, opened it tremblingly, and shone it in the green light of the glow, carefully shining around, but I didn't see anything. Luckily, I found a lighter on the ground. There are only two grids left in the battery of the mobile phone, and you have to save it.

As soon as I picked up the lighter, I heard a cat meowing not far away. Damn, this thing still haunts me. I lit the lighter and looked, and the cat seemed to be lame, standing on the ground, very pitiful. I think something is wrong in my heart, whether that punch just now was too bad.

When the cat saw me looking at it, it turned around and staggered forward. I was confused, but it turned its head, meowed at me, and continued on its way. I raised my eyebrows, and the old cat actually motioned for me to go with it. I hesitated, wiped my face, and simply let it go. If that wall is still there, I will guard it here, but now the situation is too strange, and the earthen wall that is close at hand is gone, so I might as well follow it and see what happens.

I stumbled forward in the darkness with a lighter lighter, and the old cat in the distance stopped and stopped, looking back at me from time to time.

As I walked, I felt that something was wrong. This cat's eyes are too ghostly, very treacherous, it won't hurt me, right?

I stopped, looked around, and it was dark, I couldn't see the heavens and the earth, and I didn't know where I was.

The current situation is very awkward, and if you stop and stay where you are, you are basically waiting for death. And following the old cat, there is at least a glimmer of hope. I secretly regretted why I was so impulsive just now.

I followed the cat deeper for a while, and gradually, there were sounds around me. Ticking and ticking, there seemed to be droplets of water falling from the sky. I looked at it with a lighter, and the space should be so large that I couldn't see the top of my head at all, and there were faint droplets of water falling, and there was obviously a thick layer of water on the ground, which didn't reach the upper of my shoes.

After walking a little further, the surrounding scene gradually became clear, this should be a karst cave, the rock walls are gray on all sides, the ground is full of water, slowly flowing, probably a shallow underground river. The more you walk here, the narrower it gets, and the walls of the caves on both sides are densely packed with large and small potholes, and I don't know how they were formed, it looks like a beehive.

What I'm curious about is that it's all natural and there's no trace of artificiality.

Just as he was thinking, in the dim light, suddenly a human face appeared behind a stone not far away. It happened so suddenly that I was so scared that I held my breath.

After looking at it with a lighter for a long time, the man's face was dark black, very thin, bareheaded, and skinny. To my horror, this is not a dead man. His eyes were closed, his expression stiffened, but his mouth was gently open, as if he was saying something.

I dared to go over and look, and suddenly the man went limp, disappeared behind the stones, and disappeared without a trace. I hesitated, but walked over anyway. When I see what it is, I feel this blockage in my heart.

In the wall of the cave behind the stone, a hollow in the shape of a human was cut, and in the hole was a man piled up. The reason why I say it's piled up is because it's a dead person, and he can't sit still at all, and the whole person is like a gasping skin, soft and softened into a heap.

It was this dead man that I had just seen.

The deceased was a monk, dressed in a tattered robe, and had been reduced to a black, thin, dried corpse. The old cat was stepping on the corpse's head, meowing, sweeping its tail across the dead man's face, and the dry corpse opened and closed its mouth as if it were talking, because of the chain reaction.

My heart was pounding when I watched it, this scene was too congested, and according to some folk common sense, the dead must not touch a cat. Cats have bioelectricity and are guardians of the underworld, and they are likely to cheat dead people when they encounter them. I picked up a rock and threw it at the cat.

The cat was very clever, and when he saw the stone coming, he immediately jumped aside, and the stone fell straight down, and actually smashed on the monk's head, and it was smashed at that time. I was so frightened that I hurriedly folded my hands and muttered silently, a small unintentional mistake, the old monk, you are strange in the spirit of the sky.

This dead cat is so angry that my liver hurts. I got angry and picked up the stone and smashed it, and the cat jumped up and down on the cave wall, and after a while it climbed higher and higher, ran farther and farther, and disappeared into the darkness in a trance.

It's gone, and I realize it's broken. I walked all the way, and it was all this cat leading the way, and suddenly it was gone, what should I do?

The black-and-gray rock walls rise high all around. I could only see a few meters in front of me, and beyond that, it was inky darkness. We've come here, go ahead with your instincts.

I was just about to take a step when suddenly my ankle grabbed something. Looking down, this bad luck was the hand of the monk's corpse.

It must have been smashed on his head just now, and people didn't want to. The corpse's hands were black and small, like chicken paws, clasping tightly around my pants. I rubbed and jumped, and finally managed to get my hand away, and just then, I saw something.

It was an iron sign peeking out of the monk's robe, on which was written a row of traditional characters. I looked strange, crouching next to me and shining a slight light from the fire.

Because of the years, the sign has long been rusted, and I can barely make out it, it reads: The Nine Layers of Hell Karma is like a dream to complete the place where the elder passed away