The sky was dark, and the sun and moon were dark

It's dark, it's lonely, it's silent.

"It's here again!"

Xu Sheng's body fell in the pouring rain, but his consciousness was still active.

Familiar, couldn't be more familiar.

This is the "Dark Forest", and Xu Sheng has "visited" this place many times.

"Am I dead?"

Xu Sheng asked himself, unclear about the situation. He thought: Shouldn't he stay here for a while, just like before, and then the thunder will stir the earth, and his consciousness will return to its place and be intact.

"Am I not going to die?" Xu Sheng said to himself: "Could it be that I am really the 'Destiny of Heaven', an immortal body, an immortal body, huh...... Wrong! ”

Not really. Xu Sheng suddenly realized that this place was not very different from before

No..... Wind! To be precise, there is no sound of air currents

Yes, even if there was no strong wind, there would have been some weak drafts. And now, there is no airflow left, and there is a real dead silence.

"Looks like we're in big trouble this time." Xu Sheng muttered softly.

If there is no wind, will there be thunder? If there were no thunder and lightning, there would be no fire. If there is no fire, will we not be trapped here forever!

"Don't!"

Xu Sheng couldn't help himself and let out a loud shout, and then his eyes widened and he looked around, trying to see something around him. However, there is only darkness in the eye, boundless darkness, pure darkness.

Is death such a boundless loneliness?

"Impossible" Xu Sheng denied himself, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing impossible. After all, no dead person has ever been resurrected, and when he told the yang people about the underworld, how could he know that death was not what it is now?

If death is like this, then the "Dark Forest" is like a place of death, and Xu Sheng has been there more than once, that is...... He was on the verge of death more than once.

"Is this the Netherworld? Are there ten halls of Yama here? But where is the bridge? Where is Huangquan Road? Xu Sheng asked repeatedly, but no one was destined to answer.

What to do?

Xu Sheng had no choice but to wait, wait for the wind to rise again, and wait for the thunder to shake again that day.

For a long time, for a long time, as if it were ten thousand years.

Although in the "Dark Forest", there is no standard for reference time, but based on experience and intuition, Xu Sheng also knows that this time he has waited too long, longer than any before.

"It looks like the wind and thunder are not coming." Xu Sheng smiled bitterly, what is this called? Is this what death is all about?

If you die and become a ghost, and you go to the underworld, what about the other souls? Could it be that this "dark forest" is a "hell" for me alone, or maybe the underworld is too big for me to meet other ghosts.

Xu Sheng thought a lot for a while, and cursed in a low voice, "Damn"

The invisible cold wind that once harmed people's bodies and spirits now makes him nostalgic.

Without the wind, there would be no such piercing feeling, and Xu Sheng's eyes and ears were useless here, his six senses were sealed, and after a long time, he actually forgot his existence!

He forgot everything, forgot his name, forgot his past, forgot where he was. Xu Sheng, or his consciousness, is still in the 'dark forest', but he is silent, unconscious, ignorant of external objects, motionless, as if he is not here, does not exist.

Death!

He was in the same state as if he were dead. If there were objections to whether Xu Sheng died before, then now, whoever judges will definitely assert: This is death.

But he didn't die.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Sheng opened his eyes suddenly.

"Who's calling me?"

Xu Sheng shouted, then touched his forehead, and a cold sweat broke out.

"What happened to me just now? Why is there a sense of nirvana from the dead? It's as if I've been erased out of thin air, and I've been summoned back by something, what is it? ”

......

"Poof!"

There was a strange place in the temple, the fat monk folded his hands, motionless, and his original white and fat body was now shriveled and dull.

Xu Sheng's soaked body was put aside, and beside him, the old blind man was desperately pulling the erhu, and there were bursts of breathtaking strange noises from his mouth

......

"It's ...... I'm ......!" Xu Shengden stood up, his heart trembling.

He could see it!

Although his surroundings were still pitch black, he could vaguely see some light and shadow as he gazed intently. For him, the "dark forest" is no longer completely boundless darkness.

This is undoubtedly extremely exciting for Xu Sheng, although he doesn't see it very clearly, but at the very least, he is no longer ignorant, he has some exploration power for this "mysterious place", and his fear of the unknown has been reduced a lot.

"...... here!?" Xu Sheng looked hard, one step at a time, very cautious.

"Is this really a forest?" As his steps grew, he was astonished to find that there was no plant in the "forest" except for the towering and endless giant trees. There were no flowers, no vines, no moss, and the whole earth was a whole flat surface, too flat, as if it had been cut by something.

And, most unconscionably, the trees in this "dark forest" are surprisingly identical, not only the same size, but also the same straight and upright, not even a single bend, as if they were molded from the same mold!

Originally, Xu Sheng had a few quick glances at the "Dark Forest" by the firelight, and he found the strangeness in it at that time, but he was not sure. Now, after his long and careful observation, he has a relatively clear and positive understanding of this place.

It's not a forest in the strict sense of the word, or rather, it's not a forest.

"These trees ......!" Xu Sheng's hand gently brushed over the trunk of the tree, and his heart tightened.

"That's not right!"

He was bold, touched a few handfuls in a row, frowned, and said uncertainly: "It's stony?!" ”

He was a little scared, but he still got close to the tree and looked at it carefully.

There are words!

Xu Sheng gasped. Above that branch, there are a few big letters! Although he couldn't see clearly in the thick darkness, he tried his best to see it, but he still recognized it.

Hundred million...... Thousand Six ...... Eight hundred and forty thousand.

It turned out to be numbers!

What is engraved on the giant wood is an extremely ancient text, which is rarely mentioned even in the "Jing Shi", but fortunately, the numbers here are all simple numbers, and Xu Sheng can barely recognize them.

"It's not just a tree, it's this one, and this one." Xu Sheng looked around and found numbers on each giant tree.

He was puzzled, and then slapped his head, "Could it be a number!" ”

Belch!

As soon as this thought came to him, he was so unsteady that he took two steps back. If it's numbered, it's even weirder.

In other words, it is very likely that this place has been carefully arranged, by someone, or some unimaginable "being"!

Bureau!

There was only one word in Xu Sheng's mind. Obviously, he was involved in a certain big picture, acting as a pawn.

"Who? Who's laying it out? Who laid it all out? Xu Sheng asked, but the world was silent.

Helpless, he could only give up, cheer up, and slowly move forward with a faint line of sight.

He didn't walk for long, Xu Sheng felt very tired, he was very uncomfortable, but he was extremely down-to-earth, because fatigue could make him clearly feel his existence.

Under all the hardships, Xu Sheng collapsed, and even though he was unwilling to do so, he still sat on the ground.

"Woohoo"

Suddenly, as if he had heard something, he hurriedly stood up in fright. He held his breath and pricked up his ears, listening intently......