Chapter Seventy-Three: The Sea of Flowers

Xiong Chao stared at him for a long time and didn't speak, Wang Xiaohu asked him what kind of place this was, and he asked who was going? Looking around, there is a huge mound of earth behind him, the wind is howling above, and in front of him is an endless sea of flowers, there is no food, no water, and I can't wait for rescue, there is only one road in front of me, which is to walk through the sea of flowers.

He looked back at the four people behind him, Wang Xiaohu was still panting, Mai Yanagi looked suddenly, Naomi Yamashita was pale, William Lin was a little flustered, it was simply a group of remnants of the defeated generals, he couldn't help but sigh, he couldn't understand why he fell into such a situation, where is this ghost place?

In fact, it's not just Xiong Chao who has doubts, but all five people have the same doubts in their hearts, this kind of bloody plot that is obviously a novel or a movie or TV series really happened, it happened so inexplicably, it was confusing, even Wang Xiaohu, who likes to read online texts, has never seen such a bizarre thing in that book, he has also speculated where he is, the other world, the infinite world, and the movie world, but it doesn't look like it, at least there should be a main god, there is nothing in this broken place, Except for a bunch of ghosts floating around, there are only a few of them left, what does it mean to be a god?

Xiong Chao rested for a while, and said helplessly: "There is no road, I can only go forward, walk out of this sea of flowers, see what kind of place it is, while everyone still has the physical strength now, how can I find a water source or a place with food, okay, I have almost rested, the old rules, I lead the way, everyone follows me." ”

Xiong Chao nodded at everyone as a sign of encouragement, and walked towards the sea of flowers, Mai Yanagi and Naomi Yamashita followed closely behind him, and the baton in Wang Xiaohu's hand was thrown there when he climbed the slope, but fortunately, there was a strong light in the backpack, and he took it out and held it tightly and strode to follow.

The sea of flowers, the boundless sea of flowers, all the flowers only have one color, bright red like blood, without any variegated color, the shape of the flower is very strange, the petals are rolled back like dragon claws with bulbs, shaped like onions; The leaves are clustered, slender and pointed, resembling garlic leaves, fleshy, ribbon-shaped, calyx solitary, apical umbel-shaped. It is very gaudy and weird, and the taste is peculiar, not only does it smell of flowers, but it has a faint rancid smell.

The moment the five people stepped into the sea of flowers, suddenly the scenery in front of them changed, the sky turned into a blood-red color, the sand behind them disappeared without a trace, all around were full of flowers, a towering mountain in the distance came into view, the majestic mountain was red all over, the endless heat wave rolled in, under the heat wave rolling, everyone was suddenly in the flames, and suddenly the mouth was dry, and the surrounding air became a wave shape under the impact of the heat wave.

"Little Tiger, this is the other side of the flower, the other side of the flower......" William Lin suddenly shouted loudly.

"How do you recognize it as the Flower of the Other Side?" Wang Xiaohu hurriedly asked.

"You forgot the Tang monk tattooed on my body, it's the color of the pollen of the other side of the flower, I checked the information of the other side of the flower on the Internet, that's right, the picture is this kind of flower."

Legend has it that the flowers on the other side only bloom in the Yellow Spring, and they are the leading flowers on the other side of the Lethe River. The flowers are as bright red as blood, paving the road to hell, and they have flowers and no leaves, and they are the only flowers in the underworld. Floral legends have magical powers that evoke memories of the deceased. There are a large number of flowers blooming on the Huangquan Road, which looks like a carpet paved with blood from a distance, and is also known as the "Fire Road" because it is as red as fire, and it is also the only scenery and color on the long Huangquan Road. When the soul crosses the Lethe River, it forgets all the things that were in the past, and everything that was once left on the other side, and the deceased steps on the guidance of this flower to lead to the hell of the underworld.

Could it be that this is the underworld?

Wang Xiaohu's thoughts have not completely subsided, suddenly, there was a breeze in the sea of flowers, countless fire-like flowers swayed lightly with the wind, and the stems of several flowers on the other side entangled Xiong Chao's right foot, which was the most likely to cause fear between stillness and movement, Xiong Chao subconsciously raised the short knife in his hand and cut down on the flowers on the other side in front of him, wanting to open a way, the knife light looked very bright and bewitching under the hazy sky.

There was a muffled "poof", a bright red flower was cut off, and a stream of blood suddenly spurted out from the broken stem, and then a miserable scream suddenly sounded: "Whoop ......" The scream was so terrible, like a wounded wolf, dull and angry.

Everyone looked at Xiong Chao in shock, blood sprayed his face, and hurriedly retreated in shock, several flowers around him twisted strangely towards him, Wang Xiaohu hurriedly pushed the three people in front of him forward, grabbed Xiong Chao's clothes and pulled them back, Xiong Chao stumbled under his feet, and almost fell in the middle of the flowers, blood was like a fountain gushing out of the flower stems, scattering the flowers around.

Just as Wang Xiaohu dragged Xiong Chao to the back, the blood-sprayed flower stem suddenly moved, and a hideous person got up from the ground in the swaying, this is a person who is as thin as a zombie, no clothes, no hair, and the flower stem grows from the top of his head, which looks extremely weird and terrifying.

The strange man's eyes were white balls of flesh, and his whole body exuded a rancid stench that made people smell sick, and blood kept flowing down the stems of the flowers on the top of his head, making his whole body bloody. The strange man was in great pain, and opened his mouth to the sky and roared, the cry was miserable and angry, and it was no longer a human sound.

"Woo ......" in the strange scream, the strange man suddenly jumped up, stretched out his arms like dry branches, and grabbed Xiong Chao fiercely, his expression was hideous and cruel, the five people gathered together was very dense, the strange man pounced, even if he couldn't pounce on Xiong Chao, he would catch others.

"Brother Xiong, cut him!" William Lin roared, Xiong Chao swung out the short knife in his hand, and went straight to the neck of the stranger, but the zombie-like stranger was not stiff, and he could still turn his body in the air, and he saw that his body twisted, and his strength fell to Wang Xiaohu's side, and he reached out to grab him.

"Poof!" With a muffled sound, the strange man's head suddenly deflated, and he fell to the ground softly, it was Yanagi Mai who smashed the strange man's head with a strong light flashlight in his hand, Yanagi Mai's shot was just right, and it was ruthless and abnormal, Wang Xiaohu's heart moved, and Yanagi Mai's timing was quite accurate, without the slightest hesitation, she smashed the strange man's head, and it didn't seem to have any psychological discomfort.

The corpse of the strange man fell limply, blood sprayed everywhere, and the blood-stained flowers around him reacted at this moment, and strange human heads emerged from the dirt in the shaking.

"Let's go, get out of here!" Xiong Chao shouted and took the lead in sprinting forward.

A few people who were nervous to the extreme, heard Xiong Chao's shout, and hurriedly followed him and ran quickly to the front, Wang Xiaohu broke off, his feet were a little slower, and at this moment, those blood-stained flowers seemed to be awakened in a deep sleep, and one monster after another crawled out of the ground, roaring and pounced on several people.

Wang Xiaohu once heard his father tell a legend that in hell, those sinners who have suffered for hundreds of millions of years will be buried in the land leading to the Yellow Spring after their sins are eliminated, recuperate their broken souls, and use their own blood to grow flowers to support the gods in hell. When the flowers on the other side bloom and thank them three times, these sinners will re-enter the cycle and get out of the sea of suffering.

"Woo ......" in the strange scream, countless ghosts continue to stand up from the flowers, swarming towards them, two of them to Wang Xiaohu behind the volley, Wang Xiaohu sideways behind everyone, seeing the ferocity of the ghosts, the flashlight in his hand towards the ghosts that pounced on him smashed "poof......" muffled sound, two ghosts were hit by the flashlight in Wang Xiaohu's hand, and fell from the air.

Evil ghosts can be hurt, which makes Wang Xiaohu feel a lot at ease, as long as he can hurt these ghosts, at least there is a way to live, if they are all spirits like ghost girls, then there is no place to cry, but what he didn't expect was that the two ghosts who were smashed were just smashed by him and rolled on the ground, got up and chased after him, and it was understandable to run with his legs, but running forward with both hands made people a little helpless, and the speed was faster than just now.

Soon the two ghosts chased after him and pounced on him again, stretching out his dry hands and grabbing Wang Xiaohu fiercely, this time Wang Xiaohu had already taken precautions, and raised his middle finger to go up to the fierce ghosts who came up, poof! With a sound, the middle finger was like a diamond, and it smashed the ghost's head, and it immediately collapsed, but in such a short time, the ghost on the left opened his mouth, revealing his sharp fangs and biting his head hard, Wang Xiaohu turned his body, and stabbed the ghost head with his middle finger, poof! stabbed in, the ghost showed an incredible look in his eyes, and fell to the ground softly.

Blood was spilling everywhere, and more ghosts crawled out of the flowers, and they were so dissatisfied that a few living people had disturbed their slumber, and they swarmed up to drown and devour them.

Wang Xiaohu found that as long as the other side flower was stained with the blood of the powerful ghost, it would be revived, on the contrary, if it was not stained with blood, it would be fine, and hurriedly shouted to the front: "Don't cut the flowers in front of you, don't let the blood stain other flowers!" ”

His reminder was still a little late, Xiong Chao, who was running forward, was tripped and fell to the ground, and he still cut a few flowers on the other side under the dance, and his fall also affected the running speed of the people behind him, just in an instant, there were already dozens of ghosts around, surrounding them tightly.

One or two can still be dealt with, how can a dozen or so be dealt with? Wang Xiaohu couldn't help but turn pale, could it be that he was going to die here today? The five of them are still holding on to each other, but how long can they hold on?

Xiong Chao was stimulated to be ruthless, as if he had returned to his teens and twenties again, and with a knife in his hand, he scolded: "Cao fuck, fight with them." Just as he was about to move, the air above the sea of flowers fluctuated, revealing a person, and when he looked closely, it was the big face from before, but this time the whole body was revealed.

It was a boy in ancient costume, with a pair of big eyes full of agility, and said to them: "Follow me, chant with me, and I will help you get out of here!" Saying that, he stepped under his feet, pinched the trick with both hands, and said in his mouth: "Front, soldiers, fights, people, all, arrays, columns, fronts, lines!" ”

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