Chapter 14 Difu Propaganda Film
Born in a new society, Lin Zhihui, who grew up under the red flag, said that he had just defected from a staunch atheist to the theist camp, and belonged to a new one, although when he was young and ignorant, he also read several mythological novels, such as the famous "Journey to the West", but he is really not a monkey, and he is not familiar with the king of Yama, so he has no chance to go to the underworld for a day trip or a vacation, let alone any customs and customs, and he has no idea what the underworld is like!
Behind him, Li Ping's game was playing fiercely, and the cool sound effects of various attacks echoed in the room, in such a state, there was no need to worry about him hearing it, Lin Zhihui couldn't help but whisper a greeting to King Qin Guang's grandmother.
"I haven't been to the underworld yet!"
Lin Zhihui actually didn't mean anything else, he just felt that such a happy mouth could relieve his depressed mood a little, and he was thinking about greeting this thief again, when the air around him suddenly shook, and an invisible fluctuation instantly enveloped him, Lin Zhihui's face fused, and the screams had rushed to his mouth, and he swallowed it back hard, his eyes slowly widened, looking at the wall in front of him.
This rental house is an illegal construction, in order to save costs, perhaps also considering the load-bearing problem, half of the four walls are glass windows, when the weather is good, the sun shines, not worse than any landscape room, Lin Zhihui put the computer desk, just by the window, the field of vision is broad, raise your head to see the floral underwear hanging opposite, at this time this glass window undulating like waves, as if encountering high heat to melt syrup, hazy and soft halo, rotating and twisting, suddenly spread outward, showing a pitch black, like a boundless mountain。
On the mountain, a few ancient characters flashing with a faint blue light flashed away, and Lin Zhihui didn't have time to see it clearly, so the picture skipped very quickly, cutting into the sky above a city from a bird's-eye view.
With tall buildings, vast buildings, criss-crossed roads, and dense traffic shuttling through the city, Lin Zhihui would have thought that this was a well-known world capital.
The picture switches from all angles at a speed that Lin Zhihui can barely keep up, and in this huge city, there are mountains, rivers, forests, and buildings, except for all gray and gloomy tones, which are no different from the scenery on earth.
Just when Lin Zhihui felt dizzy and nauseous, the image in front of him paused slightly, began to slow down, the perspective zoomed in, from a long view to a medium view, passing through a dense house, you can clearly see the pedestrians on the street, various facilities on the roadside, and eye-catching billboards on high-rise buildings.
The camera pulls to a magnificent building on the left side of the city, similar to an ancient palace, and the six glittering golden characters of "Difu Service Hall" pause for thirty seconds on the screen, and countless people wearing various costumes enter the city and merge into the open palace gate along the flat landscape avenue.
In the service hall, all kinds of slogans are hung and posted everywhere, one by one ghosts in uniform uniforms, with a smile that makes people feel like a spring breeze, shuttling back and forth in the crowd, enthusiastically answering questions and providing help, and several ghosts, holding cleaning tools with mana, standing in all corners of the hall, cleaning and maintaining a clean environment at any time.
The hall is crowded and crowded, but it does not seem crowded, there are all kinds of people inside, some wear robes, some wear T-shirts, some wear leggings, some wear fur, ancient and modern Chinese and foreign dresses, in just a few minutes, he has witnessed the werewolf, leopard, lion, man, white vampire under the black cloak, Taoist priest wearing a green robe and a long sword, a monk wearing a yellow robe and a hat, washing and cutting and blowing with a broom head, and a high-crowned Bo belt in ancient costumes, shorts and vests, all kinds of races, as if he was watching the species exposition of the heavens and all worlds。
The picture zoomed in, Lin Zhihui saw a strong man in a suit and long hair fluttering, led by a ghost, into the entrance on the left side of the hall, a vole spirit wearing a gorgeous burgundy lace dress, followed a ghost in a curling manner, and walked into the entrance on the right side of the hall, and more Terrans were led by a ghost with a small red flag to pour into the entrance in the middle of the hall, just like a tourist who followed a guide to visit the Forbidden City.
The camera followed the team of people and entered the Terran reception hall, the furnishings inside were no different from reality, behind the open windows, there was a smiling ghost clan, and every Terran who left the window was light and happy.
Lin Zhihui noticed that at the door, there was a large screen similar to self-service, on which the scene was circulating, introducing various amusement attractions in the city: Wangxiangtai, Huimengge, Luanfeng Palace, ...... with the antique name; There are also Chunguang Club, Diamond KTV, Crystal Express Hotel ...... with modern characteristics; Full of European and American characteristics of Vis Casino, Paradise Paradise, Prague nightclubs......
Lin Zhihui noticed that everyone who left the service hall would take a copy from it, and after flipping through it, they would speed up their pace and walk out, no matter how they looked, there was a feeling of impatience.
It seems to sense Lin Zhihui's thoughts, the picture in front of him paused slightly, jumped to the area on the other side of the city, a meandering river passes through the buildings, flowers and plants surround the ancient trees, there are exquisite painting boats floating on the river, one by one exquisite craftsmanship, like the wooden structure bridge of the enlarged version of the Lijiang Bridge, across the wide river, the bridge is beautifully decorated, a pair of men and women hook shoulders, like a couple in love, intimate to the extreme, on both sides of the river under the bridge, a number of mansions and mansions are dotted, in front of each building, there is a stall similar to a mobile food truck, next to the ghost girl standing in cool clothesFrom time to time, you can see people on the bridge, walking down like conjoined babies, entering a certain mansion, and whenever someone comes out of it, the ghost girl will enthusiastically hold a glass of brightly colored drink.
No matter what kind of expression the person who came out, after drinking the drink, they will leave happily and turn to the bridge again to start a new round of erotic journey.
Could it be that this is some kind of good thing that can make people have endless fun and can't stop it? Lin Zhihui looked at the colorful drinks on the dining car, and his thoughts began to diverge uncontrollably, and suddenly a low, like a sound like the resonance of gold and stone, exploded in his head.
"This is the Difu Di Shi Meng Po soup, just a cup can make people forget the past, leave behind the troubles in their hearts, completely integrate into the happiness, and enjoy it to the fullest. In this world, people and things must be subject to all kinds of constraints, moral responsibilities and laws, can not be arbitrary, in heaven, also need to abide by all kinds of dogmas and regulations, but also for God and the angels, all of this, in the underworld, there is no existence, here, can completely release human nature, completely get rid of meaningless constraints, only need to enjoy the pleasure, this is the only purpose of the underworld, the only criterion. ”