Grandpa Grandpa was startled, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he screamed secretly. However, his feet kept following him. The group of people in front did not seem to notice him, and they were floating towards the distance. Grandpa Grandpa was born
He has a good nose, and no smell can escape his nose. He vaguely smelled the smell of burning paper money. Who was burning the paper money for? Grandpa's mind turned into a ball of mush, and suddenly a bad idea came to his mind: Then
The paper money wasn't meant to be burned for me, was it?
At this time, I just ran and my legs didn't obey my orders. I thought to myself that maybe there was a chance of survival if I called for help. After I opened my mouth, I found that my mouth was empty and my tongue disappeared. At this time, I really cried every day.
No, it's so frustrating. What's even more frightening is that I still don't know what happened.
It was an evil thing to say, but at this moment, the originally dead silence was broken by something.
"Xin Xin... Xin Xin..." Once, twice, the orderly ringing came from the front. Grandpa remembered that it was the sound of the soul-calling bell! Grandpa had heard of the soul-calling bell, which was used when a person died and was buried.
This ringtone. But why does the soul-calling bell appear now? No one answered Grandpa, there was only a ringtone like a woman crying.
As the bell rang, the surrounding scenery gradually changed. The locust trees and hills on both sides gradually disappeared, leaving only yellow sand, and there was a trickling spring next to me. The spring water had a disgusting smell.
Bad smell, strong yellow water
It flowed out from behind with a source. On the other side of the spring were flowers. The brilliant red flowers made half of the sky bright red, as if blood would drip out at any time. The flowers were swaying with the ringing of the bell. Grandpa saw that there were no leaves under the flowers.
!
Grandpa Grandpa just felt like his head was exploding. He remembered a sentence: On the road to Huangquan, flowers bloom on the other side. Flowers bloom and leaves fall. Leaves grow and flowers fall. We will never see each other again in life after life.
It was cold. His feet were so cold. Grandpa felt like he was walking on ice with bare feet. Grandpa wanted to lower his head to see what was going on, but found that his neck had become stiff from unknown time and he could not move at all.
Suddenly, my great-grandfather discovered that the people in front of him in white clothes and hats had disappeared without a trace. All that was left were naked people, stepping on the yellow sand with their bare feet. On their feet, their calves
I don’t know when the ground was filled with yellow spring water. The yellow spring water penetrated into the bones, eroding the bones and turning the flesh. The ankles of the person in front had turned into white bones. Then the lower legs, lower abdomen, chest, and neck, and finally only a white bone remained.
Walk forward.
Squeak, squeak, that was the sound of white bones stepping on the yellow sand. When my great-grandfather listened again, he could no longer hear the sound of the soul-calling bell. He could only hear the sound of his own heartbeat.
"Bang! Bang!" The heart seemed to be hitting something, making a thumping sound.
At this time, the great-grandfather was already desperate. He found that the heartbeat was getting louder and more regular. He saw a blood-red heart on the white bones in front of him, and the blue blood vessels were squeezing with the ups and downs of the heart.
What about me? A thought flashed through my great-grandfather’s mind: Am I the only one left with a skeleton?
Just when such a thought appeared, the heartbeat that my great-grandfather heard began to weaken, once, and then again after a long time. Slowly, the beat seemed very strenuous, like an old man struggling to move.
For a moment, for a moment, and then there was dead silence, without any sound or consciousness.
"Buzz!" A powerful bell hit the last sound of my great-grandpa. Grandpa felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then heard the sound of a slug screaming in pain. Then the real pain came over him, and it seemed that he had a head.
He bumped into a slug following him. The pain in his forehead made my great-grandpa come back to his senses and he felt much more at ease.
"Ouch, Ergou, what are you doing?" Slug asked, touching his sore back.
"Ah?" Grandpa Grandpa's mind was in confusion. Where was the man in white just now, and the Yellow Spring Water?
Seeing his great-grandpa lost in thought, Slug sniffed his nose and said with a smile: "Are you scared, Ergou? Come on, Brother Snot will take you away."
Grandpa Grandpa just let the slug lead him. It took a long time for Grandpa Grandpa to come back to his senses and look at the tall tower in the distance. "Buzz!" It was the majestic bell just now that made Grandpa Grandpa come back to his senses.
My heart is more peaceful. Thank you, Grandpa said silently in his heart, maybe without you, I would really be on the road to death.
"We're here, this is where we enter the deep mountains." Pihou suddenly stopped, and his voice interrupted Grandpa Grandpa's wandering mind.
At this time, the great-grandfather also completely came to his senses. Although he was confused, he didn't know who to talk to. In this case, the great-grandfather didn't want to dwell on this problem, and instead began to look at the entrance in front of him.
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When we arrived at this place, there were no locust trees anymore. Instead, there was only an entrance about five or six meters wide. There were still objects used for last month's sacrifice on the ground, such as incense and candles, and some rotten fruits.
It is sandwiched by two mountains of about 100 meters high on both sides, leaving only such a hulukou, with mountains and
The mouth of the gourd was covered with a light mist. The trees on the mountain were already golden. As we walked further into the mist, the ground was covered with a thick layer of black leaves. Grandpa could smell some rot inside.
The smell. This smell is very light and faint, as if it is covered by something, and most people cannot smell it.
Looking further inside, the fog is getting thicker and thicker, and it looks like a white mist. Looking further inside, I can't see anything. Because of this, it always makes people feel nervous, as if there is something hidden inside.
But a group of people had looked at this place from the top of the mountain before coming. This section of white mist was clearly like a dividing line. After this white mist, there was a green world. In the words of Grandpa Grandpa, it was a paradise. Looking at it from a distance
There are mountains and rivers.
My great-grandfather described it to my grandpa, and my grandpa described it to me. With mountains and water, it is a paradise. When listening to this paragraph, I always curled my lips and said: "We also have mountains and water here, right?
Is it also a paradise?"
Grandpa would knock me on the head and say: "We must respect the facts, and what they are is what it is."
The serious look made me stunned for a while, but now I think about it with a dark look on my face. How do you respect the facts when you make up so much about feelings with me? You obviously can't make up what it looks like, right?
A group of people stood in front of the white mist in a daze. The loach shrank his neck habitually and said, "Brother Pihou, there is something weird here that is indescribable."
"There's something wrong." Pihou frowned and looked at the entrance. Although this kid was reckless, he was still a bit thoughtful.
"Let's do this. Let's talk about what you feel is wrong." Loach's mind works very quickly. He is usually a dog-headed strategist like Pihou, but now he came up with the idea of brainstorming.
"I think the trees inside are too green."
"No, I think the leaves on the ground are black and scary."
“I don’t think I’ve even seen a hare here, so I’m afraid I’ve come here in vain.”
"Let me tell you..."
The dolls kept saying things to each other, but they never got to the bottom of it. After all, the dolls were dolls, and they couldn't find out. In fact, what was really wrong was that it was so eerily quiet here that there wasn't even a bird. (