After hearing Lao Bai calling us, we immediately walked towards Lao Bai.
At this time, Lao Bai was studying the two walls in front of us. We were still relatively far away, and we could vaguely see many murals painted on those two walls.
"Lao Bai, have you discovered anything?" As I said that, I walked towards the two walls, trying to see clearly what was painted on the walls.
"Wait, don't walk over!" Just when I was about to walk over, Lao Bai shouted and stopped me.
"What's wrong?" I looked at Lao Bai in confusion. I didn't pay attention just now and was startled by Lao Bai's voice.
Lao Bai breathed out softly, "Fortunately you didn't walk over just now, otherwise, I really don't know what would have happened?"
I was secretly surprised when I heard Lao Bai talk about the seriousness of the consequences of me walking over. I know Lao Bai's character well. There was no way he was joking with me at this time. What magic is there about those two walls?
If I go there, what terrible thing will happen?
Lao Bai looked at me and Loach, and then at the mural on the two walls. "Don't go over there, just stand here and take a good look at what is painted on the two walls."
With this feeling of confusion, I picked up the flashlight and shined it on the wall to see what was painted on it.
I saw that the mural closest to us was painted with an extremely terrifying scene: "Several ferocious-looking imps put a pair of iron pliers into someone's mouth..."
"That's the tongue-pulling hell. Anyone who is alive, sows dissension, slanders and harms others, is glib, makes clever arguments, lies and deceives others. After death, he will be sent to the tongue-pulling hell. The little devil will open the mouth of the intruder and use iron to
Clamp the tongue with pliers and pluck it out, not all at once, but elongate and pull slowly, and finally enter the hell of scissors and the hell of iron trees."
I looked at Lao Bai in surprise, not expecting him to be able to tell the origin of the mural on the wall.
"What about this mural? Several people were lying in a big, hot stove, and a few kiddies were standing outside stirring the pot with long sticks." Loach asked, pointing to another mural.
"That is the frying pan hell, the ninth level among the eighteen levels of hell. People who live in prostitution, thieves and robberies, bully the weak, abduct women and children, falsely accuse and slander others, eat animal flesh, and seek to appropriate other people's property and wives.
After death, people will be beaten into the oil pan hell, where they will be stripped naked and thrown into a hot oil pan to be fried. They will also be sentenced to be fried multiple times depending on the severity of the case... Sometimes people who have committed serious sins will just come out of the iceberg hell.
Then he was escorted by little ghosts to the Oil Pot Hell to keep him warm. Everyone who appears in the Oil Pot Hell deserves their punishment."
I felt a little thirsty. After hesitating for a moment, I asked, "So are the scenes on the two walls painted in the eighteenth level of hell?"
"Yes, that's true!" Lao Bai nodded, confirming my answer.
Then he explained, "People in ancient times believed in ghosts and gods, so some people would specially lay a ghost path in their cemetery. On both sides of the ghost path, scenes from the eighteen levels of hell would occur. Ghost Path, as the name suggests, is
This is a path that only ghosts can walk on. Keep away from strangers, otherwise you don’t know what will happen.”
It turns out that's the case. Now I've gained a little bit of knowledge. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I really wouldn't have known anything about ghosts.
There are many taboos in the ancient tombs. These taboos cannot be touched casually, otherwise it may lead to disastrous consequences.
Loach looked at the ghost in front of us and said, "Isn't this just an ordinary passage! Is it really so scary?"
I rolled my eyes at the loach, "If you don't believe in evil, you can go over and have a look. If nothing happens to you, we will go there. If something happens to you unfortunately, then you, the old man, will stay here alone to accompany this person."
The owner of the ancient tomb!"
Loach silently touched his head and smiled, "Forget it then! I only have this small life, and my father still expects me to give him a fat grandson!"
Looking at Loach's playful and smiling face, I was too lazy to talk nonsense to him anymore. I turned to look at Lao Bai, "Lao Bai, now this ghost road is in front of us. Should we take the risk and walk directly there, or should we go somewhere else to see it?"
look?"
After thinking carefully, Lao Bai said, "It is said that the dead are respected and the dead are the most important. Since this ghost road is specially designed for kneeling, we should take a detour to avoid anything evil happening."
In fact, this is also my idea.
"Buzzing..."
"Buzzing..."
Just when we turned around to walk back, a familiar and heart-stopping voice suddenly came from behind us.
"No, those hornets are back again!" Loach's face changed and he said in a panic.
When I heard this sound, my scalp went numb.
Why are these bumblebees like dog-skin plaster that cannot be shaken off?
Then an overwhelming number of hornets flew over and blocked the road behind us.
"Dongfang, what should we do? Those hornets have flown back again. If we run back now, we will probably turn into pig heads in a second." Loach said anxiously.
Looking at the bumblebees getting closer and closer behind me, I became worried, "Lao Bai, we have no way out now. The group of bumblebees behind us are waiting for us. If we run back now, we will probably die. We still run."
Tell the ghost, even though life and death are also unpredictable, at least we still have a glimmer of hope!"
Lao Bai looked struggling, and after hesitating for a while he said, "Well, since there is no way out, let's take the ghost path.
Because the distance between the hornet and me that had been chasing us was getting closer and closer, so after we decided to take the ghost path, we didn't care whether three-seven equaled twenty-one, and rushed forward directly.
We ran all the way until we looked back and saw that the bumblebees were no longer there, and we slowly stopped.
"Dongfang, those hornets seem to have returned again. Are they also afraid of ghosts?" Loach asked, holding my shoulder.
"I don't know about this, but it's a good thing if they didn't chase us, otherwise we would have to run for our lives."
"You just made that ghost path so evil. Now that the bumblebee has stopped chasing us, should we run back? If something really happens, wouldn't we be miserable?"
I shook my head, "We have run out now. Even if we run back, it will be of no use. All the taboos that should be broken have been broken. Moreover, we clearly dragged away the group of hornets at the beginning, but soon they
We chased them again, it's hard to say whether we will encounter them again this time."