Jing Chuan found himself in a thick white fog, and he couldn't see anything around him or where he was. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Like a blind man, he slowly groped his way through the fog step by step, and he walked for a long time, but he still felt like he was standing still.

He stopped, listened carefully to the movement around him, and faintly heard the sound of someone talking, not one or two people, but a group of people, judging by the distance of the sound, those people should be not far from him.

Jing Chuan immediately became alert, and subconsciously pulled out the knife on his back with his right hand, but when he touched it, his back was empty and there was nothing. He hurriedly checked his waist again, and there was nothing there. He was shocked: "Where did my knife go?"

The knife is a part of Jing Chuan's life, and at any time, even when he is sleeping, the knife is placed only an arm's length away from him. Now that there was no knife all of a sudden, he couldn't help but panic.

The people in the mist were talking louder and louder, and Jing Chuan listened to it, as if there was a large group of people gathered together to discuss something, so he cautiously leaned forward.

After walking for a while, he came to the side of the group.

Now, he was able to see a little. In front of him, a blur of figures appeared in the white mist, and those people gathered together, not moving, only the constant sound of speech could be heard. Jing Chuan couldn't understand what they were saying at all, and those words didn't seem to be speaking, but more like a strange sound made by his mouth.

Jing Chuan stood aside and observed for a while, and found that the figures were motionless, so he slowly walked over to find out.

As he approached, he gradually saw what the men were wearing. By this time the fog had lifted, and he could see their faces.

He was taken aback: he saw Ma Dai and the general standing not far in front, two men staring at a knife stuck in the ground. Jing Chuan saw that the knife was his own hoarfrost knife. Jing Chuan didn't think about it, he immediately rushed over and pulled out the white frost knife, turned around and slashed the horizontal knife, cutting off the heads of Ma Dai and the general in an instant, and the heads of the two people flew into the mist and disappeared.

Jing Chuan's heart was pounding, killing Ma Dai and the generals, not only did he not relax, but became more nervous and afraid.

"What is this place? How did they end up here?"

Jing Chuan turned around and saw a few people standing not far away, he walked over and saw Ding Man and a few bandits under him. They stood together, talking, and laughing from time to time. When Jing Chuan saw Ding Man, an inexplicable anger suddenly ignited in his chest, he took a knife, stepped over in a few steps, and stabbed Ding Man and the others a few times, cutting them all to the ground. The ground and his body were covered in blood, and the strong smell of blood made him feel sick and wanted to vomit.

Just after killing Ding Man and the others, Jing Chuan saw a few people in the distance. After he walked over and saw their faces clearly, he did not hesitate to kill all those people, because those people were the same people that his master Chen Danian had told him to kill.

Jing Chuan walked in the fog, but whenever he saw the person he wanted to kill, he didn't say a word, he picked up the knife and killed. The more he kills to the back, the more panicked his heart becomes, he kills red-eyed, and kills people when he sees them. His knife sliced through the bodies of the men like a turnip, hacking them all to death.

Jing Chuan walked around in the fog like crazy, and after killing in a circle, he had already killed more than fifty people, but there were still voices of talking everywhere around, and every few steps he walked, he could see a few people, and then he stepped forward and killed them, and then went to kill others. He felt that none of these people could be killed, and he could not be killed, because when he turned back to his original position, he saw Ma Dai and the general again. He rushed over and slashed both of them to death with two knives, and was surprised to find that although the two men had fallen to the ground, their eyes were still open, their mouths were still moving, and they kept making sounds. After a while, Ma Dai and the general slowly stood up from the ground, the wounds on their bodies were gone, and the two of them continued to stare at the ground and talk as if ignoring Jing Chuan's existence.

Jing Chuan looked over and found in horror that there was another hoarfrost knife stuck in the ground! He looked at the knife in his hand and found that the knife was exactly the same as the knife in his hand. Jing Chuan hurriedly pulled out the knife, stabbed Ma Dai and the generals twice, and cut off the heads of the two people. After a while, Jing Chuan saw the heads of Ma Dai and the generals jump out of the mist and return to the corpses, and everything was back to the way it was.

Jing Chuan felt frightened, turned around and ran, and after running a few steps, he found Ding Man and the bandits again, who were still standing in their original positions and talking. Jing Chuan didn't go up to kill them this time, but ran away, he planned to leave this place. His heart was filled with fear and he just wanted to escape as quickly as possible. But no matter which direction he ran, he could not escape the voices of those people talking to them. He hadn't gone far before he saw those shadows again, still Ma Dai and Ding Man, who he had obviously killed, but they couldn't be killed like ghosts, and they had been standing around him like shadows, talking.

Jing Chuan shouted frantically.

"Third brother. ”

Jing Chuan heard a familiar voice calling out to him, and he looked around but didn't see anyone.

"Third brother!" The voice was calling him again, and this time, Jing Chuan heard it, it was the voice of his third brother Bai Zong.

"Third brother, where are you?"

"Third brother, why did you come here?"

Jing Chuan turned around and saw Bai Zong walking out of the fog.

Jing Chuan ran over and looked at Bai Zong happily: "Third brother, I thought you were dead." ”

Bai Zong was dressed in plain white linen clothes, white hair and silver beard, and his expression was serene, and he said, "Third brother, I am already dead. ”

Jing Chuan felt inexplicable, "Third brother, aren't you doing well now?

Bai Zong said: "Third brother, I am already dead, this is hell. ”

"Hell?!" Jing Chuan cried out in surprise.

"Third brother, why did you come here?"

"I killed Ma Dai and avenged you, third brother!"

Bai Zong shook his head, "Third brother, don't kill anymore." ”

"Third brother, what's wrong?"

"We kill too much, we are all sinful people, and we all go to hell when we die. ”

After hearing this, Jing Chuan was speechless.

"You just saw Ma Dai and Ding Man, and your heart was too murderous, and the first thing you thought of was to kill them. Bai Zong said and shook his head.

"Third brother, put down the knife. At this time, two more familiar voices sounded, and Jing Chuan saw the eldest brother Lu Jian and the second brother Tan Gong coming out of the fog behind the Bai Zong.

"Big brother and second brother, you are also here!"

However, Lu Jian and Tan Gong didn't seem happy. Lu Jian said: "Third brother, put down your sword, haven't you killed enough people?"

Jing Chuan said: "Big brother, I killed all the people who should be killed. ”

"The heavier the killing, the deeper the sin. ”

Tan Gong said: "The people who come here are all people who killed too heavily when they were alive. ”

Bai Zong patted Jing Chuan on the shoulder: "Third brother, this is hell, our sins are too deep, and we are all suffering here." ”

Lu Jian said: "Put down the knife, go back and live a good life, and teach the third brother's children well!"

Jing Chuan looked at the three of them, and all three of them were expressionless. He looked down at the knife in his hand and saw that it was covered in blood, and the blood was dripping down from the blade, and his hands were also covered in blood.

He tried to let go of the blood-stained knife, but his hand didn't let go as if he was disobedient.

Bai Zong said: "Third brother, you still can't let go. ”

"This is hell, and if you continue to kill, you will suffer here forever. ”

Jing Chuan was very entangled in his heart: if he put down the knife, he really didn't know what he would be like in the future. The knife had now become a part of his life, and he couldn't live without it.

However, the words of the three senior brothers made him understand the sin in his body, and he wanted to let go and stop all killing, but his heart didn't seem to agree.

"Throw the knife away, and it's all over. ”

Jing Chuan looked at the three senior brothers anxiously, and then looked at the knife in his hand, he didn't know how to choose.

Lu Jian pointed to the figure not far away and said, "Third brother, have you seen it? These people all died under your sword, they did a lot of evil in their lives, and now they are all in hell." If you die, you will go to hell too. ”

"Hell is a terrible place, it has no borders, it's full of fog, we can't find a way out, we wander and suffer in it every day. ”

"Third brother, put down the sword, do more good deeds from now on, and accumulate some virtue for yourself, so that you can alleviate the sins on your body. ”

Jing Chuan's hand trembled violently, and the knife was clenched tightly in his hand as if he was unwilling to leave his hand, and the more he clenched it, the more blood on the knife became, and he was very conflicted in his heart.

"Third brother, go back, remember, you must do more good deeds and don't kill people again. Bai Zong said and Lu Jian and Tan Gong turned around and left.

Seeing that they were leaving, Jing Chuan hurriedly asked, "Big brother, where are you going?"

"Let's go back!" the three men had already walked into the mist. Jing Chuan hurriedly followed, but he couldn't catch up with them, he only saw the figures of the three gradually disappear into the mist, and then there was no sound.

There was a sudden silence around them, and there was no sound. The figures in the distance were gone, and Jing Chuan was turning around in the fog with a knife, and there was no one to be seen.

"Big brother, second brother, third brother, where are you?"

Jing Chuan shouted loudly, but no one responded to him.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and Jing Chuan couldn't see anything in front of his eyes except for a patch of white, not even his own hands.

He ran around and found nothing.

He was terrified and wanted to get out of hell, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get out.

He still held the white frost knife tightly in his hand, stood in place, thought about it, took the knife to his eyes, looked at the blood on the knife, and smelled a stinky smell of blood.

"Big brother, they're right, I'm too guilty to kill anymore!"

He thought so, and threw the knife hard into the mist.

He began to run aimlessly in the fog, shouting loudly as he ran: "Big brother, where are you? I have already thrown away the knife, and I will not kill people again!"

There was a dead silence all around, and there was no movement.

Jing Chuan ran for a long time, but still couldn't run out of the fog. Finally he stopped and stood still, panting for breath from exhaustion.

He rested for a moment, and suddenly felt the ground shake, and a crack cracked in the ground, just parting from his feet.

Jing Chuan was about to run away, but the crack suddenly opened, and a huge suction force came out of the crack, grabbed Jing Chuan, and sucked him in.

Jing Chuan found himself falling into a deep abyss, he screamed, then suddenly opened his eyes, and in his panic found himself lying on a bed with several stunned servants standing next to him.

A sharp pain from the wound on Jing Chuan's body reminded him that he was dreaming just now, and now, he was back in reality.

He's alive, he's not dead.