In the cold corridor, silent malice came from the corpse.
Yu Xing rubbed his temples, raised his middle finger at the corpse that was obviously attracting his attention, and walked over without looking sideways.
His back disappeared into the darkness, shrouded in silence, and the body suddenly turned its head.
...
Yu Xing encountered the corpse five times, the fourth and fifth times, and the corpse was still leaning on the corridor, but the head was the one, but for some reason it turned to the front of the corridor.
Children began to appear on the mural.
The young girl has a simple expression, lying on a low table holding a brush and writing her homework silently, spring, summer, autumn and winter, lively and cute.
The sickness of the elderly and the maturity of young men and women have nothing to do with children. The mural reliefs are becoming more and more crowded. The beauty of the artwork is destroyed, leaving only layers of fragmentation.
At the end, the baby appeared.
The fat human cub was held in the arms of the old man, and his big eyes were filled with hope and curiosity about the world.
Their little arms, like lotus root, stretched out their swaddle clothes and waved them in the air.
Yu Xing seemed to hear a few baby crying.
He shook his head, knowing that this was an hallucination that was easy to appear in claustrophobic space.
There is no need to pay attention to it.
When he was about to pass by the corpse for the fifth time, something in the dark finally couldn't hold back.
"Dingling..."
The wind chime made a pleasant sound, dull, hoarse voices came from the mouth of the corpse.
【Do you really want to leave like this?】
Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, turned to look at the corpse, and said jokingly: "I thought you were going to remain silent all the time. After all, you have followed you all the way, so you can follow me?"
"Maybe I'll be scared crazy by you who can't get rid of it~"
This sounds a bit sarcastic, and the corpse probably knows it and does not follow his words.
The corpse's mouth did not move, and the sound came from which organ was a little quiet, unlike the corpse itself who was talking about it, but it seemed like a higher existence, borrowing the corpse to talk to Yu Xing.
[Life is short, decades pass, and the best time will be spent.]
[You have seen it already? Yu Xing.]
The voice called out Yu Xing's name, as solemn as a god, as thick as a bell.
[Age is old, worrying in middle age, frustrated in youth, trapped in youth, and struggling in life with possession and loss. Even babies who have just arrived in this world cannot escape fear.]
[People are approaching death from birth. Death is the starting point and the end point.]
Yu Xing held his arms and listened to "His" talking, and chuckled when he heard this.
The Yin-Yang Gallery is indeed a bit divine. He didn't feel much when he looked at the murals at first, but later he discovered it.
The theme on the mural is not "a family", but "one person".
From old age to dying, to middle age, to young people and then to babies, this is a lifelong retracement.
Fate has yin and yang, people have life and death, and the murals in the corridor are trying to tell a story - a story about life and death and destiny.
Of course, the mural cannot be placed here for no reason. Every time the corpse appears, the mural goes back a step forward. Now it is a baby, and it is time to see the picture.
"What do you want to say?" Yu Xing no longer looked at the corpse, but looked up at the void. He knew that what he was really talking to must be "above".
[I want you to make a choice.]
The voice said.
[Life is death, death is life, and the Yin-Yang corridor is not without an end. You have reached your head, and next, whether to move forward or turn back is the choice you want to make.]
The yellow talisman was blown up by the wind, and suddenly the wind blew, with no source, as if it was blowing from the underworld.
A smile appeared on Yu Xing's face: "Along the way, the murals are the most intuitive tips. In the future, they get older and smaller, and in the future, they get smaller and smaller. If I choose to look back..."
"I will definitely become a dying old man."
The voice did not comment on this.
"It seems that as long as you are a normal person, you will choose to continue moving forward." Yu Xing raised his hand and stroked the pattern of the relief of the mural, "But-"
"Life is death, death is life, life is life, life is a cycle. The old man is at least still alive, but if I move forward, what will be waiting for me after my baby years?"
Babies are newborns.
Before rebirth, only death is death.
There is death ahead.
【So, your choice is to look back?】
The voice seemed to sigh in vain.
[Since that's the case, go backwards.]
"No." Yu Xing suddenly rebelled, "My choice is to move forward."
【…】
The closed corridor fell silent for a moment.
Some people really can't reason with him. Inferred in the last second that moving forward means death, and in the next second, they choose to move forward.
Yu Xingke no matter what "He" thinks, he raises his foot and moves forward.
The voice did not stop him, but asked in surprise after he took a few steps.
【Why?】
[You have obviously guessed the cycle of life and death, why did you make such a choice?]
Yu Xing kept walking and said leisurely: "Because—this is a trap."
"The cycle of life and death is just the first level, it is just a legend, but in fact, people only have a lifetime, from birth to death, and then they are gone."
"When I entered the corridor, the murals on both sides were blurry and could hardly be seen clearly, which made people unable to understand. It was only after I first saw the body that I saw the old man on the mural."
"So what was the mural that I couldn't understand at the beginning? I guess after the old man, he would die."
"I look back and take the initiative to die step by step."
When Yu Xing said this, his throat was inexplicably itchy, as if he had bumped into something that could not be said.
He plucked the wind chime: "Of course, the most important thing is that I recognized the identity of the body."
【You recognized him?】
"Well, he's me, right?"
He told the truth lightly, and Yu Xing touched the goose bumps that floated on his arm.
The five corpses he saw were all himself.
Although the body's face was covered with blood scabs, its figure was still recognizable. Because of death, the body had dried up a lot, but the skeleton was consistent with him.
And there is a mole in the gap in the blood scab under the left eye.
When Yu Xing passed by the corpse for the first time and reached out to test the temperature, he had already seen it up close. At that time, he knew that he was the one who hung himself.
But he acted so calmly that he really deceived the Yin-Yang Gallery.
"The corpse is on my way. As long as I look back, I will be the corpse." Yu Xing had passed another corner, and the mural was about to end.
"But if I don't look back, my body and I will always be separated."
【But the baby is also dead in front of him.】
The voice was still calm, He had no good intentions or malice, like a conscientious recorder.
Yu Xing laughed out loud: "What is ahead of the baby? You have told me just now. You said that the Yin-Yang Gallery is not without an end, I have already reached my head."
The last corner passed and a door appeared in front of him.
Yu Xing watched the door slowly open in front of him and said easily: "There will be no more murals in front of the infant stage, because, in the end, the end of life is not death, but the exit."
The door opened quietly, and behind it seemed to be an antique room.
[You have passed the test of the first section of the Yin-Yang Gallery.]
【Then, let’s continue.】
[Life and death are free. Those who control destiny will never be troubled by life and death. Try it, Yu Xing, will you be the recognized person?]
[The second test is not the only one...]
"Yo, are you here?"
The door was completely opened, and Yu Xing saw the person behind the door.
The green long gown is decorated with jingling crystal jewelry, and the long black hair is tied into a wolf's hair, and the face is as gentle as jade.
Yi Qing, who had been missing for a long time due to the reason of distance and difficulty in contact, smiled and waved to Yu Xing: "Come in and sit down, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Yu Xing pulled the corner of his mouth and stepped in openly, and the door closed behind him.
The room was not big, which was the size of a bedroom in his house during the Republic of China period. There was an Eight Immortals table in the center, and there was a royal concubine along the wall.
The window behind the bed was gray and the outside world was invisible, but it was much wider than in the corridor.
"...You are the first person to look directly at the totem and enter the Yin-Yang Gallery?" Yu Xing didn't want to ask Yi Qing how much he knew. This old ghost had a behind-the-scenes deal with the system, so he must be clear about it.
"Yes, besides you, there are two people on the road. You have to wait for them to come before the second section of the road will open." Yi Qing smiled and poured Yu Xing a cup of tea. The tea was cold and cool.
"You obviously came from behind, but you left faster than them. Do you know why?"
The green ghost floated up, lay on Yu Xing's head, and asked with a smile.
"Zhao Yijiu and the actors walked together, the tests they encountered must be different from mine." Yu Xing waved his hand and slammed Yi Qing, "Don't slap me."
"Oh, you're wrong. What's the test is not important at all. What's important is that those two people... have more things in their hearts than you."
Yiqing sat on the exquisitely carved chair and tasted the tea: "You walked without hesitation because you now understand your heart. You are not confused or confused, and those two people are different."
"This has nothing to do with the strength of the strength for a long time. They each have their own obsessions and weaknesses, so it takes more time."
"The Yin-Yang Gallery... and the Yin-Yang City behind it are the most dangerous places I know, no one. Anyone who comes is like an ant."
"Ant?" Yu Xing was a little surprised by Yi Qing's words. Even if it was an actor... that kind of strength, it would be an ant?
"Everyone is equal under life and death." Yiqing said with a smile, "All people who think they are special have just never seen the real Yin-Yang City."
"If it's easier to understand, Yin and Yang City is a game dungeon, and its danger is real and cannot be resisted."