"Welcome to the Netherworld!"

A fat man in a white robe said with a smile.

This fat man has a round face and meat, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and smiles like Maitreya Buddha, but what he said made Lin Yifan feel cold.

Lin Yifan immediately discovered that the fat man's feet were three feet above the ground, floating in the air, looking down at him condescendingly.

"It turns out that there really is a netherworld in this world...... Lin Yifan only felt in a trance.

Lin Yifan recalled the terrible scene - he was standing on the bus platform in the university town, waiting for the bus while playing with his mobile phone, when he suddenly heard a "bang" sound, a car suddenly burst a tire at high speed, the car lost control, rushed straight to the bus stop, and knocked him into the air......

Lin Yifan looked down at his body, there were a few conspicuous blood stains on his body, his hands and feet were weirdly translucent, and there were obvious deformations. He wanted to pinch his left hand to see if he was dreaming, but his fingers penetrated directly through the position of his left hand, and this strange experience made his heart palpitate before.

He looked around uneasily, this place was not like the eerie Hades Hall in the legend, but a wide plain, covering an area of dozens of miles. There was no sun or moon in the sky, only dozens of dark red stars were shining, reflecting the sky and the ground in a dark red, which looked like the color of blood, which was quite oppressive.

In the distance, there are rows of tall black city walls, copper walls and iron walls, reaching into the sky, enclosing these dozens of miles into a huge castle.

A long earthy river passes through this blood-colored plain, and the flowers on the other side of the river bloom by the river, red as a sea of fire, as bright as the sunset.

There are also several mountains next to the big river, the mountains are rugged with strange rocks, ancient trees are luxuriant, tigers roar and apes cry, and they are full of vitality.

Unlike Earth, this is an inverted cone-shaped mountain that is eerily suspended in mid-air. The foot of the mountain is small, but the top of the mountain is flat, and there are many houses with strange shapes.

This kind of inverted peak mountain seems to have been pulled out by someone with great mana, turned upside down, and placed in mid-air in order to build a house on the top of the mountain.

The plains were full of translucent souls, thousands, bustling like a market.

These souls are in a variety of postures, some are walking in line, some are squatting and crying, some are meditating and cultivating, some are angry and roaring, some are in a daze, and some are muttering to themselves......

Most of these souls are in the shape of people, but there are also many soul bodies of animals and plants, some of which are common cats and dogs on the earth, and some special souls such as three-headed snakes and nine-tailed wolves, which are animal breeds that Lin Yifan has never seen in reality.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yifan deeply understood the phrase "all things are animist".

There was a person in a white robe floating in front of many souls, these people were tall, short, fat and thin, but the style of the white robe was the same, it seemed to be the uniform of the underworld staff.

However, those souls wearing silver armor and three heads and six arms are also considered humans?

Lin Yifan was a little stunned, today was really an eye-opener.

At the same time that Lin Yifan turned his head to look around, the eyes of the white-robed fat man in front of him flashed rapidly, and countless lights and shadows flashed. If Lin Yifan could slow down the speed of these lights and shadows by more than 100 million times, he would definitely be surprised to find that those lights and shadows turned out to be countless memory fragments in his life.

After a while, the white-robed fat man's eyes returned to normal, he nodded slightly, and said, "Don't look at it, let's go." This is not the earth, but the netherworld of the Yuanpan plane. These spirits come from different planets, and it's normal that you haven't seen them. ”

The words spoken by the white-robed fat man were not Chinese or English, and Lin Yifan was sure that he had never heard this language before. Strangely, however, he naturally understood the language, and suddenly found himself able to speak it as if it were a universal language of the soul.

"Yuan Pan Plane?" Lin Yifan was a little stunned after hearing this.

Lin Yifan especially liked to read online novels before his death, and he also tried to write a few fantasy novels, and often used words such as planes in novels, but he only regarded it as a dream, but he didn't expect that the dream became a reality at this moment.

"Yes, now we are on Huangquan Road in Yuanpan Difu. I am your guide, there are two forks in the road, you need to make a choice, go to the left side of the Lethe River Road, and go to the right side of the Soul Refining Road. Of course, this choice is just a formality, and in reality you can only take the Lethe road. The white-robed fat man said indifferently.

"What's the difference between these two paths?" Lin Yifan was stunned and asked.

Lin Yifan suddenly remembered some introductions he had read on the Internet - legend has it that after people die, black and white impermanence will come to capture people's souls and take them to the underworld to be judged by the king of Yama to decide whether they will ascend to heaven and become immortals, or reincarnate as humans and horses again, or go to the eighteenth layer of hell to suffer.

Legend has it that Huangquan Road refers to the road taken by people when they report to the underworld after death. It's just that the fat man said about the Lechuan Road and the Soul Refining Road, but he has never heard of it, he has only heard of the Lechuan River. And listening to the meaning of this fat man, it seems that he can still choose which way to go?

"People on different planets have different names for these two paths. According to you Chinese people, if you choose Lechuan Road, you have to cross the Naihe Bridge on the Lechuan River, drink a bowl of Meng Po soup, erase the memory of your previous life, and then enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation and reincarnate again. ”

The fat man pointed to the gray river on the left, and then pointed to a path with two rows of big trees on the right, and said indifferently, "The soul refining path leads to two hells, one is the real hell, which is used to punish those who have sinned a lot in life, and the other is the hell illusion, which is divided into two illusions, one large and one small. The illusion realm is a special dimensional cultivation place, and ordinary people have a chance to enter it once after death. ”

"Then I can also go to these two illusions?" Lin Yifan's eyes lit up, illusions are very common in novels, similar to dreams, it doesn't seem to be too difficult, and the cultivation effect should be good.

"Well, souls who don't want to go through the Lethe River Road can choose to go to the Hell Illusion Realm to practice, and if they pass the level, they can retain the memories of their past lives to be reincarnated. In this way, there is no mystery in the womb, and you can start to practice telekinesis in the mother's womb, and you will stand at a higher starting point than others as soon as you are born. One step ahead, step by step, there is a high possibility of becoming a strong man in the future. ”

The fat man nodded, "Therefore, the illusion realm is actually a cultivation holy place in the Yuanpan Continent. But don't be too early to rejoice, these two illusions are also very dangerous, there will be all kinds of extremely painful and long tests inside, the vast majority of souls will eventually collapse completely, and all consciousness and memories will dissipate and be transformed into pure soul origin. ”

"Since it's an illusion, there should always be a lot of people who succeed in breaking through, right?" Lin Yifan became more and more worried the more he listened, and even felt like he was in a cold sweat.

The fat man smiled: "Of course there is." However, only one in 10,000 strong people has the potential to go through all kinds of trials and become a hell passer. The vast majority of such people are leaders in the cultivation world, and their wills and souls are very strong during their lifetimes. And you are from the earth, you have not cultivated, your soul is weak, and it is impossible to pass the test. Therefore, I strongly recommend that you choose to take the Lechuan Road and reincarnate as soon as possible, maybe if you are lucky, you can also cultivate into a strong person in the future. ”

"Take the Lethe Road and erase all the memories, then I will not exist at all, and I will never see my parents again......"

Lin Yifan smiled bitterly, and suddenly remembered his parents who regarded him as life.

In the past, Lin Yifan felt that his parents were very annoying, staring at his exam results all day long, and talking for a long time on his mobile phone after playing with him. Later, Lin Yifan was reluctantly admitted to the second book, in order to be able to enter this school, he was also forced to choose the unpopular and difficult to find a philosophy department, which made his parents depressed for a long time, and once wanted Lin Yifan to repeat his studies, but Lin Yifan resolutely refused.

After studying in college, Lin Yifan was far away from the city where his parents lived, just like a bird returning to the mountains and forests, feeling very free and comfortable, and fortunately he could finally stop listening to nagging. When video chatting with your parents on WeChat, you can also hang up in a hurry under the pretext of academic tension......

And at this moment, Lin Yifan missed their nagging very much.

Just yesterday, my mother repeatedly told me not to look at my phone on the road and pay attention to safety during video chat.

If I had listened to my mother's advice, I might have been able to avoid that car in time today.

The scenes of being with his parents in the past quickly passed through Lin Yifan's mind, and his nose was a little sour. He suddenly felt that he had been a little careless, a little selfish, a little rebellious, a little jerk......

Everyone knows this truth when they lose, but many people ignore the happiness in front of them and don't think of this sentence until they lose it.

"I'm an only child, and this car accident is almost killing my parents, how will they spend the rest of their lives? They won't commit suicide like some infatuated parents who lost their children in the news reports, right?"

Thinking of this, Lin Yifan felt his heart tighten and felt extremely guilty.

He really wants to bring a message to his parents, so that they can give birth to a second child as soon as possible, and get out of the shadow of losing a child as soon as possible, don't collapse, let alone die......

"Uncle, can you do me a favor, let me give my parents a dream and say something. Lin Yifan pleaded cautiously.

"Yin and yang are forever separated, this is impossible!" The white-robed fat man shook his head, shattering Lin Yifan's dream.

Lin Yifan gave up helplessly, and then frowned and thought: "Walking on the Lechuan Road will inevitably erase all memories, this is too cruel." And if I take the path of soul refining, it is possible to retain my memories to be reincarnated, so that I will have the opportunity to cultivate into a strong person, and I will have the opportunity to find my parents in the future, accompany them, and make up for them. ”

"So I must choose the path of soul refining, even if I suffer and suffer in the illusion, I will admit it. Anyway, the worst result is to erase the memories of the previous life, and go to the hell illusion to gamble, and there is hope of becoming a strong person after reincarnation...... Isn't it just a fantasy?

"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry...... I have achieved nothing in this life, and I have never done anything for you. But today, for your sake and for myself, I must fight once!

Lin Yifan took a deep breath, and the expression on his face, which was originally a little weak, instantly became resolute.

It's just that he is determined to make it, but when he thinks of the legends of the eighteenth layer of hell, Lin Yifan still shuddered.

"Isn't there a legend that there are three paths, why don't I have the option of ascending to heaven!" Lin Yifan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered one thing, "Although I am not a good person in the ninth world, I am also a good person." ”

The white-robed fat man was stunned, then shook his head and smiled, looking at Lin Yifan sympathetically: "It's a pity that the earthlings have not ascended to heaven. You can only choose to take the Lethe Road or the Soul Refining Road. ”

"Why can't earthlings ascend to heaven?" Lin Yifan was angry and said loudly, "Dead fatty, why do you discriminate against us earthlings?"

The white-robed fat man was not angry, and patiently explained: "Ascension to heaven is not a welfare. The so-called ascension to heaven refers to those who have cultivated to the realm of metamorphosis or breaking the void, borrowing the power of heaven and earth to break through the chaotic void and enter a higher plane. Your earth was once full of aura, and there were some strong men. But later, the aura on the earth gradually dried up, and entered the era of the end of the law, and the traditional cultivation methods were almost ineffective, and there were very few cultivators, let alone the appearance of great supernatural powers, and there was no such thing as ascending to heaven. ”

Hearing this, Lin Yifan had no temper at all, he gritted his teeth: "Okay, I choose to take the path of soul refining!"

Listening to Lin Yifan's answer, the fat man was stunned, smiled bitterly, and said impatiently: "You still choose Lechuan Road." It is impossible for you to pass the illusion test of the Soul Refining Path, so why suffer in vain?"

"How do you conclude that I can't succeed?" Lin Yifan frowned.

"Because you're from Earth. The success rate of ordinary cultivators passing the hell test is 1 in 10,000, and there is still some hope. And none of you earthlings are cultivators, and the success rate is pitifully low, only one in a million! Such a low percentage, think about it!" the fat man looked at Lin Yifan with pity.

Hearing this data, Lin Yifan only felt that his eyes were dark, and he had a feeling of collapse, but he didn't want to believe it: "How can the proportion of earthlings be so low? What is so great about cultivators? No matter how good the kung fu is, even if they can fly with one shot, our earth has invented high-tech weapons such as missiles and nuclear weapons!"

"Not to mention the power of the high-tech weapons in your mouth, these weapons must be controlled. For those mages who cultivated mental power, it was very easy to control the souls of ordinary people. What equipment do you have to defend against attacks and controls against souls? The mage casts a random illusion and they will shoot at their own people. The fat man said disdainfully.

Lin Yifan was dumbfounded, and then said unconvinced: "No matter how powerful a cultivator is in life, isn't he still the same as us earthlings after he dies?"

"You Chinese people have a saying, a thin camel is bigger than a horse. On the path of cultivation during his lifetime, cultivators have experienced countless hardships and dangers and countless life-and-death struggles, and their soul origin is strong, their thoughts are of high rank, and their will is also firm. Although their physical bodies are dead, their souls are still strong and their wills are still strong, so it is naturally easier to clear the level. ”

The fat man obviously knew more about the earth, and he said with some disdain, "As for you earthlings, not only have you not cultivated, but now you have been guided into the era of technology and information explosion. The vast majority of you have not really experienced any suffering, living in the massive amount of garbage provided by the Internet all day long, with an impetuous mentality, weak will, unable to endure hardship, and unable to endure sin. Many people go to hell and have a soul breakdown within half an hour. Of all the planets in our meta plane, the passing rate of the Earth plane is now the lowest, which has become a recognized joke. So in the past few decades, your earth has been called two more times, one is 'otaku planet' and the other is 'waste planet'. ”

"We are not waste! You are serious discrimination against the people of the earth, it is a serious insult, I want to complain! Complain!" Lin Yifan only felt that the blood all over his body rushed to his face, and roared angrily.

"You see, you're a sign of impetuousness...... Don't get excited, I'm just stating the facts. ”

The fat man was unmoved, and said with a smile, "In the past few decades, billions of people have died on the earth, but only a few thousand people have become hell passers, and not a single one in recent years. You can calculate the percentage, isn't it a cruelly low?"

"Low or high, anyway, I must go to the soul refining road, it's man-made!" Lin Yifan gritted his teeth and cheered himself up.

The smile on the fat man's face was closed, and he said with a straight face: "Let me remind you, there is no turning back when you open the bow! If you can't bear the endless pain in hell, you can't die at once, because if you die, you will be resurrected immediately, and then tortured to death again." Moreover, the torture you have to endure is calculated in a hundred years and a thousand years. This kind of pain is not at all something that the people of your waste planet can bear, and your soul is bound to collapse. ”

When Lin Yifan heard the last sentence, he wanted to punch the fat man in the face, but in the end he restrained this impulse: "Dead fat man, don't be verbose." No matter what you say, I'm going to go to the Soul Refining Path, I don't want to be erased from my memory!"

The white-robed fat man was not discouraged, and continued to persuade bitterly: "You are someone who can't be forgotten, right? This doesn't make any sense! Some cultivators go to hell because they want to take a shortcut and use the memories of their previous lives to make their reincarnated cultivation twice as effective with half the effort and quickly level up. But you're not a cultivator, aren't you willing to erase those dull and boring memories of your past life? In your next life, your life will be completely different, what are you doing with all this tattered?

"Who said it was rags, although I haven't cultivated, my previous life was very meaningful, and my memories are very precious, I like it very much!" Lin Yifan took a deep breath, and in the stunned gaze of the fat man, he walked quickly to the soul refining road on the right.

His steps were not firm, and his legs were shaky.

Who can not be afraid of the fabled road to hell?

However, if he doesn't even have the memory of his previous life, he will no longer be Lin Yifan in the future. What does the soul of the next life have to do with him Lin Yifan, so didn't he live in vain in the past 20 years?

It's like formatting a hard drive, and you can't find the original files anymore.

Besides, how can parents forget and give up without repaying their kindness?

Even if the road ahead is a cliff, what is there to fear? Anyway, everyone is dead, and they are afraid of a wool, so it's a big deal to die again!

The most bitter thing in the world is that there is no hope. Walking the path of soul refining, there is still a little hope of retaining memories and the hope of going home.

"You earthlings have a saying, don't cry if you don't see a coffin!" The white-robed fat man looked at Lin Yifan's back, and the expression on his face was a little surprised and a little disdainful.

"We earthlings still have a saying, my life is up to me!" Lin Yifan didn't look back, just clenched his fists and said.

As soon as the words fell, the originally flat ground suddenly turned into an abyss. Lin Yifan stepped on the air and fell sharply.

............

"Damn, you won again!"

Beside the white-robed fat man, a black-robed thin man suddenly appeared, he had a thin bitter gourd face, his face was full of wrinkles, and his long eyebrows drooped down, like two dead leaves hanging on his face. This sad expression just contrasts with the fat man in the white robe with a smile on his face.

"Haha, please don't be as good as agitating, my agitation method has been tried and tested. The white-robed fat man smiled like a fox who had just stolen a chicken, "I have repeatedly reminded you of the risks you want me to prompt, including the one-in-a-million pass rate." As a result, the more I persuaded him not to go to the soul refining path, the more he wanted to go, and you couldn't understand it this time, right?"

The thin man Shou frowned, and the expression on his face became even more bitter: "Hmph, I'm surprised, why are you earthlings such a bull temper." With such an exaggerated pass rate, he even thinks that he can still create miracles?"

"As I said, you can only understand the past experiences of our earthlings with the soul search method, but you can't really understand our thoughts. The pride of the earthlings, you don't understand!" The white-robed fat man spread his palms with a smile, "Don't talk nonsense, take the bets." ”

The black-robed thin man's shou eyebrows trembled several times before he reluctantly pulled it into his arms, and said angrily at the same time: "Proud? I think it's stupid! I think it's stupid! I think it's ridiculous to think that he can pass the test if it's an illusion? I think he, like those earthlings before, can't last a day in the small fantasy world, let alone the big fantasy world that is so difficult that it is perverted." Just wait and see his soul crumble. ”

The fat man tilted his head and looked at the thin man: "Oh, since you think so, then let's make another bet, I bet that he can last a day, no, a hundred days!"

"A hundred days, isn't that enough to meet the standard for customs clearance? This is absolutely impossible! If he can do it, I will lose that soul heart fruit to you, what about you?" the black-robed thin man raised his eyebrows.

"I'm betting on this. The fat man took out something and shook it.

The black-robed thin man's eyes widened suddenly, and his breathing became short: "Okay, bet!"