There were bursts of thunder, like a huge silver pillar smashing down from the sky, and a cold wind suddenly rose in the air, and the howling was mixed with a sharp and eerie sound.
"Kekeke..."
Amidst the fierce wind and sneers, and under the oppressive and suffocating dark clouds above his head, a huge lightning struck Lin Kun's back, emitting a dazzling light, as if it was about to pierce a person's pupils.
"ah!"
The shrill screams rang out. Although Lin Kun said time and time again in his heart that all this was an illusion and everything he felt was unreal, the pain of being struck by lightning and burning in his body was real.
The skin and flesh were turned out and blood was splattered. The world seemed to be covered in blood, and the blood was all gathered from the blood spattered on his back.
Lin Kun fell to the ground, and his soul seemed to rise suddenly. His whole body was hung in the middle of the dark clouds above his head, overlooking the charred corpse below.
I……
Is this dead?
An idea came to Lin Kun's mind, but he quickly shook his head hard. All this was an illusion, and everything he saw and felt was in vain. He believed that he would not be killed by this evil magic.
It's just that my eyes and mind were blinded. There must be some flaw in this.
Lin Kun climbed up from the deck with difficulty, feeling as if every inch of his body had been torn apart by lightning.
"Ha... if it was real thunder and lightning, how could I still be alive?" Lin Kun clenched his fists and laughed wildly with a face full of blood and embarrassment.
Rumble...
There were dense clouds in the dark sky, and suddenly another bolt of lightning struck down. The light of this bolt of thunder and lightning was not as strong as the one just now. A bolt of lightning struck the wound on Lin Kun's body, and Lin Kun fell again.
He fell to the ground, and without giving him any chance to breathe, the thunder and lightning in the sky fell again, pinning him to the deck.
There were constant rumbling sounds in the sky, and a series of seven thunders struck. Finally, Lin Kun lay down on the deck, covered in burnt smoke. There was a strong smell of burnt smell in the air, and his whole body seemed to be cooked.
"Ahem..."
Lin Kun coughed. The most painful thing in the world is knowing that all this is an illusion, but you just can't get rid of it. What if it is true? This is absolutely impossible. He is not the reincarnation of Nezha. How can he experience this?
If you can withstand the bombardment of so many lightning bolts, you are not trying to survive a catastrophe.
"Kekeke..."
The erratic and cold sound in the air came back and forth, from far to near, from near to far. At first, this sound only sounded eerie, but soon I felt a dizziness and pain in my mind, and my whole head seemed to be split.
Open the same.
I could still barely stay awake, but at this moment the world was spinning, as if the sky and the earth had completely drifted away, and I no longer knew where I was.
Hazy, in the endless darkness in front of me, I saw an old man with a stooped figure walking slowly over with a cane. Her feet were not stepping on the ground or walking on the water, but rising up under her feet.
A mass of black mist, he seemed to be coming on a cloud.
The old lady was not very fast, and there was a dim oil lamp hanging on her crutches. Lin Kun grew up in the countryside when he was a child. In this place where towns and villages combine, feudal superstitious customs have always been prevalent. The old people often give children
They talked about the man with white hair at the bridgehead of Naihe Bridge on Huangquan Road, cooking a pot of Meng Po soup with a charming fragrance.
Po Meng was not always kind-hearted. Sometimes she was fierce and turned into an evil old servant dressed in black. She had a cane in her hand and a silver soul lamp hanging on her hand. She was not trying to save the souls who wandered to the Naihe Bridge.
, but to lead them into the deepest part of the abyss of hell, where there is endless torture and the curse of not being able to survive as a disciple.
This is Black Mengpo...
Po Bai Meng, the kind-hearted woman, handed the deceased a bowl with the porcelain rim off. There wasn't much soup in the bowl. She would smile and say: "Drink it. The worries of this life and the past are still there."
All your worries will disappear, and you will have a new beginning after crossing this bridge. The destiny of the next life recorded in the merit book is your continued practice."
Lin Kun looked at the old woman in black walking in front of him, and he remembered the stories told to him by the old people in the village when he was in the countryside.
Seeing Black Meng Po, I wonder if I am already dead. Hidden in the darkness in front is the Naihe Bridge. Black Meng Po is here to lead me to the abyss.
clang……
Black Mengpo stopped in front of her. The expression on her face was cold and evil. It didn't look like a face that a human should have, but more like some kind of evil spirit.
"Are you Lin Kun?" Black Mengpo's voice sounded hoarse and cold.
"yes."
"Do you know what sins you have committed to make you see me? You committed too many crimes in your previous life. Nearly a thousand people died at your hands, and even more people were killed indirectly by you. Even those
People deserve to die, but the lives of many of them should not be cut off, and their longevity should continue. You have destroyed the cycle of heaven and reincarnation, so you will see me for punishment."
"What punishment?" (10)
"Cut off your hands and feet, then cut off your ears, nose, and tongue, leaving only your eyes. When you are reincarnated in the next life, you can only be a person who can see but cannot touch, eat, or smell.
An animal, your body will eventually be cast aside by humans and thrown into the pit, and your soul will never be reincarnated from now on." (Zero 1)
"Now……"
Black Mengpo shook the crutch in her hand, and the soul-inducing lamp hanging on the head of the stick suddenly brightened up. Lin Kun raised his hand to block his eyes, and was so blinded by the light that he couldn't open his eyes. At the same time, there was a sudden burst of light on his neck.
The cool breeze hit, and this coolness made the pores all over his body shrink. He wanted to believe that all this was due to fate. He really saw Black Mengpo on the dark Huangquan Road, but when this cold feeling stung
When it spread all over his body, Lin Kun suddenly woke up...
He was familiar with this feeling. It was a feeling he had encountered too many times on the battlefield. It had been written into his bones and he would never forget it until he died.
This is murderous intent!
When the knife approaches the soul, it is meant to cut off the soul from the body.
"you……"
Lin Kun gritted his teeth and raised his head. His neck seemed to be stiff. Just a slight movement seemed to have exhausted all his strength. His body was like dry wood, and he made a crackling sound with the slightest movement.
, as if every inch of the body's muscles and bones could be broken at any time.
The distance of the soul-inducing lamp is getting closer and closer, and the smile on the face of Black Meng Po in front of me is getting more and more sinister, "Young man, just accept your fate. You must repay the debt you owe in your previous life no matter what.
If you can't escape, come with me and go to the abyss of hell to wash away your sins..." (To be continued)