Above the head, on the shabby and frightening plaque, there were actually four astonishing words written "Underworld" and then "Underworld"!
I really didn't expect that that light actually led to the underworld. No, looking at it now, it should be the door to the underworld, which is more appropriate!
It’s over!
All is lost!
This time, he is really dead!
There is no return to the earthly world.
Relatives in the human world will never be seen again.
There was no chance to even say goodbye.
Until then, I started to feel a little envious. How beautiful those people who have relatives to say goodbye are!
When he came into the world, he was received by his closest relatives, and when he left, he was sent off by a large family and relatives.
This is the end of a lifetime, enough.
But......
What's going on with me?
He died in a daze and came to the underworld in a daze?
I have never shed a tear since I was sensible, but now, I want to cry hard.
But now, I can't even find a place to cry.
Under the plaque, stood two people who were as tall as three or four meters of bamboo poles. They had dark faces and extremely long thighs. From then on, I could only tell that these were two ghosts. As for whether they were male or female,
It's not something I can see anymore.
Stepping into the threshold of the underworld, I became more and more suspicious that the scene before me was the vegetable market I drove past in the county town a while ago, rather than the underworld that shocked the ghosts.
Where does this look like the underworld?
There was a lot of noise, big faces against small faces, white faces against bloody faces, I don’t know what these people were arguing about.
So, taking this opportunity, I squeezed in among them and happened to hear them discussing how they died.
"Fell to death?"
"Drowned?"
"You jumped to your death?"
There are all kinds of ways to die, which made me speechless.
It is said that ghosts are creepy existences, but the scene in front of me is more accurate to say that it is scary than standing in a crowd of people doing household chores.
Hundreds of ghosts gathered in an empty place, as if they had never thought that they were dead.
"Quiet!"
I don't know where, a voice suddenly came. There was no emotion in the words, but it was enough to make me feel a sense of power deep in my soul.
strict!
"ah!"
a sound,
Two sounds,
Until hundreds or thousands of voices!
Some of the ghosts who were still chatting and laughing around them began to yell loudly at the same time.
The scream was so miserable and so creepy!
The scene before my eyes broke my impression of the underworld.
turn out to be,
This is not a lively vegetable market in the county town.
I choked with sobs and even suspected that those ghosts had gone crazy and screamed heartbreakingly without any warning.
Before the shouting stopped, I saw seventeen people standing in front of the ghost. No, in such an occasion, only ghosts can stand here.
I counted and found that sixteen of the seventeen ghosts were holding various kinds of whips in their hands!
However, before I could continue to think about it, I saw the ghost wearing a tall hat waving his hand, and the hundreds of shouting ghosts seemed to be immobilized and no longer moved.
After a while, one of the ghosts holding a whip shouted: "Let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he still waved his hand and the whip fell to the ground!
"Crack!"
A deafening sound came, no less than the sound of thunder and lightning in the human world, even louder!
The sound of the whip falling to the ground made me feel terrified. I couldn't help but imagine what kind of tragedy it would be like if that thing fell on me!
"very good."
The ghost spoke again and heard him say: "Unnatural death, stand up."
The tone was particularly cold, as if he was talking to himself, but in fact, this was not the case.
After he finished speaking, hundreds of ghosts started to move again.
They lowered their heads and carefully took a step to the side. I quietly took a look at one of the ghosts, and saw that it was covered in blood and its face was pale. No matter how I looked at it, it was really difficult to see where their wounds were.
After a while, another ghost came forward with a whip. Fortunately, he did not raise his hand to wave the whip, but simply said: "Follow me."
Follow him. As for where he is going, I don't know. From the expressions of those ghosts, it can also be seen that they don't know where they are going.
After they were far away, I realized that I was also a ghost who died abnormally.
If he died out of nowhere, does it count as wrong?
Normal death?
Unfortunately, by the time I came to my senses, I couldn't find them anywhere, so I had no choice but to stand there and let everything be arranged.
After a while, those who had resentments and died normally left one by one.
I was the only one who was still standing where I was, not moving an inch.
Maybe, I should be lucky to stay where I am.
Because the ghost immediately drew another boundary, which was called an "evil mark".
The person with the evil mark on his forehead was taken away by another ghost.
I saw the whip in the ghost's hand. With just one glance, I could feel that the whip was extremely powerful.
At least, in my opinion, if the whips of those ghosts were hit on the body before, the skin would be peeled off at most. If the whips were hit on the body by this whip, even if you don't die, I'm afraid you will be on the edge of life and death.
In the end, the evil ghosts, the good ghosts, and the ghosts who were killed were all arranged to go away. At this time, I was the only one left here.
I looked at his fierce look, and at the same time, he also looked over.
I couldn't help but feel my heart tremble, and I was afraid from the depths of my soul.
This was the first time in my history that another stranger besides my dad made me feel deeply afraid.
"You, follow me."
I lowered my head and didn't dare to meet his eyes again. After all, so many categories had been clearly divided, but I was the only one who stayed here. Apart from being frightened, I heard his voice in an open field where I couldn't see the side.
The sound came back and forth.
"Me...me?"
I carefully pointed to my face and asked softly, which was quite incredible.
Fortunately, he turned around and left without repeating it again.
At least, when I asked him, I saw that the direction of his eyes was pointing at me.
Trembling from the depths of my soul, after receiving such words, I finally felt at ease and no longer worried.
Even I feel that I am a person who died abnormally, but I did not follow the "big army" before. Anyone else would have taken different actions.
However, it was too unbelievable that he only left such a sentence and then turned around and left.
I was stunned for a moment, but I didn't dare to delay, so I quickly followed him and walked into the house with the plaque reading "Judge".
It seems to be a mansion, but in my opinion, it is more appropriate to call it a haunted house.
There is such a feeling, which comes from the strangeness on the top of the head.