I don't know how long I was in a coma, but Song Qiuli finally woke up in a daze.

He looked around, it was dark, he couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, and he couldn't see where he was, and his head was chaotic, as if he had just had a nightmare.

However, suddenly arriving at such an unknown place, Song Qiuli's heart suddenly felt relieved, and he said in his heart: Where is this? Probably to hell.

I've always heard about how terrible hell is, but today I'm really going to see it. Alas, what the hell, why can't I see anything, how can I see?

But, anyway, I'd better hurry up and find a place with light, although I am not afraid of hell, but the most terrible thing is not to see the light.

Thinking of this, Song Qiuli struggled hard, trying to get up and walk around.

However, it was okay not to use force, but with such a sudden force, he only felt the pain like an ant swallowing his whole body, and he fell heavily to the ground again.

Song Qiuli covered the painful place where he was fallen, and muttered secretly: Since I can still feel the pain, it means that I haven't died yet, but where is this?

He only vaguely remembered that when he was climbing the boulder just now, he accidentally touched a certain place, and then, the boulder suddenly collapsed and fell from it.

Could it be that this is the bottom of the hole he just fell into?

The hole seemed to be even deeper than he had imagined.

He felt that he had fallen from the top until he lost consciousness at the bottom of the cave, and that the whole process lasted about the time of a cup of tea.

How deep is that?

There are not one or two hundred zhang, but there are about fifty or sixty zhang.

Falling from a height of fifty or sixty zhang, even if this person's light skills are unparalleled in the world and reach the realm of crossing the water, I am afraid that he will fall apart and have no bones.

However, Song Qiuli was not divided.

He just felt groggy in his head, and there was a faint pain in his chest, probably from the top when he fell from it, hurting his ribs.

He couldn't see anything, so he just touched around him, and then he found that he was wet all over his body, and his legs were still soaked in water, and his upper body was lying on a stone.

It turned out that the bottom of the cave was a deep pool.

Just now, he fell into this deep pool, so he was lucky enough to escape death, I really don't know if this is his luck or his misfortune.

He wanted to get up and walk around, but as soon as he stood up, his legs suddenly went limp, and he fell into the deep pool again and sank.

When he came up again, he drank two sips of salty and astringent water, and even emitted a foul smell, which made his stomach churn incessantly.

He endured great pain and nausea, slowly climbed up from the pool, and then, lying on a large rock by the edge of the pool, gasping for breath.

At this time, although there was a faint amount of sky light shining in overhead, the cave was still very dark.

In addition, Song Qiuli had just fallen from it, and he hadn't fully adapted to the darkness in the cave, so he couldn't see anything clearly at all.

He just felt that this cave was very dark, very quiet, even terrifying, and there was silence all around, and there was only one sound in the darkness, the sound of dong dong.

This is Song Qiuli's heartbeat.

originally thought that he had escaped the control and freedom of the Golden Throwing Villa, but he didn't expect to fall into such an unfathomable bottomless pit.

Originally, he thought that after falling into the hole, he was already dead, and if he died, he could be truly liberated, but now he found that he was still alive.

Song Qiuli suddenly felt an unprecedented despair.

He didn't know where it was, if he could get out on his own.

He was lucky enough to escape from the vegetable garden of the Golden Villa, thinking that he had escaped from the cage, but after all, he fell into such an isolated hole.

Perhaps, this is where he will be buried eventually.

He didn't say a word, just lay quietly on the rock, and the stench of the water in the pool seemed to him to be nothing.

Maybe it was the foul-smelling water that made him feel alive, but what was the difference between being alive and dead?

He had lived in seclusion for twenty years in the vegetable garden of the Golden Lodge.

That kind of life, he would rather die than try again.

Although you can't move freely there, you can still see the sun, the moon, people, and even the changes of the four seasons in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

This is a living hell, maybe he is already dead, maybe, he is already at the gates of hell now.

He was lying there with a lot of emotion, thinking wildly, but the voice that he had heard above just now came again, and said faintly: You are not a dead person, why don't you speak?

Although Song Qiuli hadn't adapted to the darkness in the cave and still couldn't see the things in the cave, the sound was clearly audible.

This is definitely the same voice I heard up there just now.

And this voice came from a corner in the darkness at the bottom of this cave, like a call from the underground, and my heart was suddenly startled, and I secretly said:

It turns out that there are other people in the cave, is this person also like me, out of curiosity, accidentally touched the mechanism above and fell down?

Or maybe this is hell, and the man is the ghost in charge of this hell, and he was just greeting me, a new little ghost.

Thinking of this, he himself thought it funny, so he couldn't help but laugh.

He didn't laugh out loud, but he laughed anyway.

When he laughed, he even touched the muscle at the corner of his mouth that had been bruised, and began to ache faintly, but he still laughed and said:

There are friends from the sky, very happy, as the owner of this place, seeing my friend suddenly arrived, should you also express the friendship of the landlord, invite me to drink two cups.

Song Qiuli is calm by nature, and he is not the kind of person who likes to joke, but at this time, he still can't help but joke.

Although he didn't know at all, at this moment, the person hiding in the darkness to talk to him was a human, a ghost, or a beast and monster waiting to attack him.

Perhaps, he felt that he was too nervous, so he wanted to use a joking method to relieve his nervous and terrifying emotions.

However, the man hiding in the darkness did not seem to think that his joke was funny, and still said in a cold tone:

I have neither wine nor food to accompany it, only a pool of stinky water, and mud that has been soaked in stinky water for I don't know how many years.

If you really want to drink it, just drink this stinky water and gnaw on this mud, I can guarantee that it will definitely become the most unforgettable memory of your life.

However, Song Qiuli was still laughing - even he didn't know why he thought it was so funny, and said lightly:

I like to use loaches as a dish to accompany wine, but when there is nothing to drink, I don't gnaw on mud like loaches.

Oh, by the way, I seem to have heard you say that I'm not a dead man, isn't this hell? Aren't you a dead soul from hell?

The voice was still hard, like a stone here, cold, smelly, and hard, and the voice was full of ridicule and self-deprecation, and said:

If this is really hell, then, at this moment, I am afraid that your tongue will be cut out and drunk, where will you talk so much nonsense.

Song Qiuli suddenly laughed, and he smiled as if he was still very happy, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and said lightly:

If my guess is correct, the predecessor must be one of the two bull heads and horses, you probably know, I can't accept the reality of being a ghost for a while, so I deliberately said these words to comfort me, the purpose is to let me obediently follow you to the Lord of the Yama of the Youming Palace to report,

Actually, now that I think about it, even if it's a ghost, it's nothing terrible, as long as you are an upright ghost, you can still knock on the door in the middle of the night.