The breath was cold, stale, and had some musty smell. Slowly, I opened my eyes, and my blurred vision vaguely felt the shaking of the light. Slowly, a person appeared in my eyes, the same blurry figure, vaguely wearing black.
He was wearing a robe and was saying something in his mouth. Soon he saw another person, this person was right next to the first person. He was wearing the same black robe and was holding a book in his hand.
"Where am I?" The dazed man uttered a sentence with difficulty. As his vision became clearer, he could clearly see the two people around him. They were two women, probably two nuns.
"This is hell." A shorter nun answered his question coldly in an emotionless tone.
"Hell?" The man found himself lying on a cold stone bed, with white sheets spread under the bed and a white blanket covering him. He wanted to move, but he had no strength at all, so he could only move his eyes and observe the situation around him.
The environment here is slightly dim. The light is emitted from the white candles on the wall lamps. The wall tiles are old and yellow, and the furnishings smell of old wood. There is more than one stone bed with white sheets on which he lies.
, there are more than five that he can see. This place is not like hell, but more like a morgue.
"Who are you? Where am I!?" The man tried hard to get up, but no matter how hard he tried, his body did not move at all.
The tall nun said: "Don't try to struggle, this is your hell, you are already dead, Louis Armand."
The man on the stone bed is incredibly beautiful. Even though he looks sick and haggard, he is still so beautiful that he should not be a man.
"I'm dead...?" Armand tried to recall the situation before his death. He remembered the sarcophagus, the insidious woman and the diplomats of the Kingdom of Ashan. He suddenly burst out laughing.
It was a bit difficult, but it seemed like I heard the funniest jokes in the world and encountered the most ridiculous things.
"why are you laughing?"
Armand smiled from ear to ear, and after a while he said: "I laughed that I died, and died so mysteriously. Hahahaha... This is really ridiculous. It turns out that my death date is like this. I can't believe it."
I never dreamed that I would die in such a way, hahahaha..."
The two nuns originally wanted to say something in a cold and ruthless tone, but they couldn't help but said: "Are you crazy? You are still smiling so happily after you die?"
"Of course." Armand said: "Do you know what I was most afraid of when I was a child? Besides being afraid of the dark, what I was most afraid of was death. I always thought about what would happen if I died? Yes.
Go to heaven or go to hell, or go to another world. In fact, you know me, I am not afraid of the hell described by adults at all. Although they say it is very scary, I feel that I am still alive. I am most afraid
After death, there is really nothing left. Consciousness, memory, including the soul and my perception, everything has disappeared from this world, as if it had never existed. This is the most terrifying thing. Although it is a bit bad here now,
It's a bit cold, but my consciousness is still there. It's just that I have to live in another world. That's okay, not to mention you two nuns accompanying me. By the way, isn't this hell? Call it hell.
Those evil spirits come and torture me, so that I can see what the evil spirits in hell look like, whether their leader is Satan, and whether he is as ugly as the legend says."
The little nun, who had been sullen all the time, couldn't help but laugh, then she quickly straightened her face and glanced timidly at the elder nun next to her.
When Armand saw the little nun smiling, he also smiled and said: "After I die and come here, will you always stay with me? Will you stay with me in the future?"
"No." Although the little nun wanted to keep pretending to be emotionless, Armand's smile was so pretty that she couldn't help but become playful with him.
Armand sighed: "Oh, it's so good to die. All the worries before death are gone. Now even if I are resurrected, I don't want to go back. But what are you doing now, chanting sutras for my salvation?"
"Guess." The little nun became bolder when she saw that the elder nun didn't blame her.
Armand rolled his eyes and said, "I guess this is definitely not hell."
"Why?"
Armand said seriously: "How can there be a lovely girl like you in hell? This must be heaven. I have done so many good people and good deeds during my lifetime, and I will definitely go to heaven when I die."
"uh-huh."
A sound of throat clearing came, echoing in the empty room. Armand couldn't move his neck, and could only see a person in dark clothes walking over from the corner of his eye. She was a woman.
"Have you had enough witticisms?" The person who came had snowy hair, wore a solemn dark blue robe with red edges, and a golden crown with rubies on his head. His eyes were as bright as blood, and his appearance was outstanding.
Looking somewhat handsome.
The two nuns stepped aside respectfully.
Armand saw a beautiful woman coming and wanted to make fun of her, but his intuition told him that she was not a woman to be trifled with, so he put his thoughts aside and asked seriously: "Are you the person in charge here?"
The beautiful woman did not answer, but stood in front of the bed, staring down at him.
"Why are you arresting me? Are you an enemy? Or are you being hired by someone?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, Armand felt a little angry. He took a deep breath and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm into her face.
The two nuns were startled. Of course, they didn't spit out the phlegm. The beautiful woman blocked it with magic power and floated it in the air: "It's a mistake to let your mouth talk."
Armand saw her wrapping the mouthful of phlegm in a ball of air and sending it to the air above his face. He hurriedly said: "Hey, hey, hey, what are you going to do? I... um..." When the airflow relaxed, the mouthful of thick phlegm fell straight into the air.
in his mouth.
The beautiful woman had a joking smile on her face and said: "Swallow the phlegm that you spit out by yourself." She said to the nun: "You two seal his mouth with tape."
"oh."
The two sealed his mouth with resin tape, and the little nun stuck out her tongue at him. Armand swallowed the phlegm and felt nauseated for a long time.
The beautiful woman asked the two nuns: "What were you doing just now?"
The young nun said: "Nini was using him to read the newly written eulogy, and I just wanted to scare him."
The beautiful woman said: "You can go out, you don't need to look after this person."
"Yes, female priest." The two nuns chatted quietly and left.
The beautiful woman lifted up the white sheet and saw the naked body underneath. Armand's eyes widened, what does that mean you want to do?
The beautiful woman covered her with the sheet, turned her back and said, "Die in peace. Maybe you will have a chance to resolve the questions in your mind when you go to hell. Oh, I forgot to tell you, my name is Till, and I am your accuser."
After waving his hand, a gentle breeze blew on his face. Armand felt that his brain was dizzy and he was unconscious again.
…
In the Kingdom of Ashan, there are thunder, lightning, and dark clouds stirring. On this dusky mountain that has been raining all year round, a mysterious manor is hidden in the clouds here.
The lights in the manor were very dim, everything was dark, and there were not many people in the empty garden.
Click, click... A terrifying long thunder flashed from a distance of dozens of meters above the manor, hitting a rock on a distant mountain, and soon caused a small mountain fire. However, the fire was quickly doused by the heavy rain that fell from time to time.
Destroyed, everything returned to darkness.
In the main building of the manor, Lei led the mysterious hermit Ma Rainey to meet his mentor, and then respectfully withdrew.
This is supposed to be a study room. There are many shelves for books in the empty room, but there is not a single book on the bookshelf. It is empty, full of dust and dust, and it feels like a ruin that has not been inhabited for a long time.
This is not a good place to meet guests. There is not even a light. Shaheen just stands in the darkness, staring at his old friend whom he has not seen for a long time.
"Marini, long time no see, I thought you were dead for a long time." When an old friend met, he said something obedient, which further revealed the subtle relationship between the two.
Ma Reini held her staff and sighed: "Well, I thought I had been dead for a long time, as if I had passed away. Maybe this is fate. But here you are, you are still alive, and you have become a guest of the Ashan Kingdom.
This is a miracle, Lord Tyrant."
"Hahahaha..." Shaheen laughed loudly: "In your words, this is fate." He took a few steps in the darkness and asked: "What are you doing now?"
"Such a question is too much like the pleasantries between old friends, but we can't be called friends yet."
"It's not important." Shaheen suddenly sighed: "Many things are no longer important to me."
Ma Ruini seemed to be touched and fell silent.
Shaheen said: "You didn't come here simply to meet me, an old friend, right?"
Marini said: "I have wanted to see you for a long time. I didn't see you last time. I must meet you this time. By the way, I would like to thank your students for helping me secretly."
"Last time I came back, I was in retreat, so I had to ask my students to entertain you for me."
Marini stared at Shaheen in the darkness and said: "You have never slacked off in improving your strength! I really don't know where you are now."
"Oh, I advise you not to know."
Marini said: "I'm here because I have an opportunity to tell you."
"I would like to listen to the opportunity that my old friend told me."
Marini stepped forward and said what she wanted to say.
In the darkness, the blue eyes showed a cold light: "Oh, Ma Rainey, when did you become someone else's lobbyist? This is not like the you I once knew."
Ma Reini smiled bitterly and said: "You all say that I am a person who has died a long time ago. People who have died will always be different from those who were alive."
"What if I don't want to accept your suggestion?"
"It's up to you whether you accept it or not. I don't care." Marini turned her back and prepared to leave.
Shaheen laughed again: "Hahahahaha... This looks like the you I once knew. I will seriously consider your words."
"Goodbye, I hope to hear good news from you." Marini left the manor directly.