Chapter 314

Tick

Tick

Tick

The sound of water drops falling constantly,

with an absolutely empty sound, reverberates around constantly.

A drop of water fell on Zhou Ze's forehead, and Zhou Ze slowly opened his eyes.

This time when he woke up, he only felt a cold and hard feeling coming from his body, which made him very uncomfortable.

Intuition told him that he didn't wake up in the bedroom bed this time, and there would be no white warbler who would surely be waiting by his side every time he woke up.

Yes,

there is a vast depression all around,

on the top of the head, there are dark clouds, and the distance between the sky and the earth is infinitely shortened here, which makes the sense of oppression more intense;

in the space between the dark clouds, there is a round of broken blood moon hanging there, it is not lighting, it is not shining, it is more like an eye, with teasing and mocking The mood stands silently above and stares at everything below.

Here,

is not human,

is,

hell!

When he sat up, Zhou Ze suddenly felt a little hot. It was sultry, which made people feel flustered and uncomfortable. It was like being left in a sealed truck carriage in the summer.

With his hands on the ground, he slowly stood up and looked around. Zhou Ze found a pit beside him.

The pit is not very big,

is the area of a small pond,

is not very deep,

is the height of two people.

The pit was covered with a layer of brown grass, dense, but lifeless, like the hair of countless old women, fluttering back and forth with the hot wind.

A little,

familiar.

Zhou Ze took two steps forward silently,

then he remembered that

here,

he was familiar indeed,

because he had been here several times.

Originally, there should be a pond here, which is full of water, like the bitterness of the dead. It is a landscape gathered by the dripping water from the yellow spring roadside.

Deep in the pond,

there should also be the old acquaintance of Zhou Ze,

faceless woman.

However,

there is a clear sense of "empty space" in front of the scene,

there is no water,

there is no faceless woman,

it seems that a hand reaches here and breaks all the vitality here.

Is there drought in hell?

This problem floats in Zhou Ze's mind. At this time,

should be a dream,

dream back to hell.

Zhou Ze remembered that there was a famous man named Dante in the history of foreign countries. He traveled to hell in his dream and wrote a book called Divine Comedy after waking up.

After his rebirth, Zhou Ze found the book and read it with a solemn attitude that he had never seen before. After reading it, Zhou Ze confirmed that the famous man did have a dream, but it was a daydream. The hell he described and what Zhou Ze saw were not a place at all.

Zhou Ze looks into the distance, where is huangquan road.

No matter day or night, no matter when,

that road will always be a dense and busy scene,

because every moment is in the dead,

no matter how strange the way of death is, there are different ways of death, but the destination of the dead is here.

However,

when he looked at the past,

Zhou Ze saw that although the huangquan road was still full, those people did not go on, but they were in line, like primary school students queuing up for the flag raising ceremony.

Huangquan Road, was a gap, like the emergency Lane on the highway.

From Zhou Ze's point of view, the dead souls on the huangquan road are just like going to the "Yellow River Cantata". They are just like the ones who are going to take part in the "Yellow River Cantata". Then there will be a huge mountain and tsunami:

"the wind is roaring. The horse is barking. The Yellow River is roaring. The Yellow River is roaring..."

It's hard to breathe. Although you don't need to breathe in hell, you can still feel that kind of horrible depression from the chest.

I feel like an ant left on a pancake pan. After a few hops, it will scorch.

Zhou Ze continued to walk, he slowly walked to the yellow spring roadside, and then, walked up.

Here, why is it so hot,

and why do people on the road stop?

At this time,

Zhou Ze suddenly heard a cry in the distance,

turned his head and looked at the past,

a group of people were rushing towards here.If they're human.

Because, although they retain the image of human beings, they have been tortured all over the body by various kinds of unimaginable torture, which is totally out of shape.

This is an indescribable degree of abuse,

when Tang poetry was still in the bookstore,

Zhou Ze asked Tang poetry about the difference between torture in hell and reality?

Because although all of them are "smugglers" from hell, Zhou Ze just tasted them on the outside and came out ahead of time with his fingernails. He didn't experience the madness in hell.

Therefore, Zhou Ze has a strong curiosity when he always shakes when he hears the word "hell" in Tang poetry.

Because of the unknown, so curious.

I wonder why such a strong and resolute girl is so secretive about those two words.

The answer of Tang poetry is very concise, which means that the torture of human beings should not be killed directly, because once the tortured person dies, there is no sense in any torture.

Hell's torture is different, they can have 10000 ways to ensure that your dead soul will not fall apart,

then,

on this basis,

all kinds of torture are like little angels who have lost their shackles,

begin to display the crazy imagination of the working people from hell.

What Zhou Ze saw and was running towards him,

was a gang of criminals.

They are running. They are at a loss. They may not know why they want to run or where they can run, but they are still running.

Perhaps,

for them,

can run,

this process,

in this eternal torment life in hell,

is also a kind of happiness.

Because of their running, many dead souls on the nearby huangquan road also had some changes. At this time, they also showed other emotional waves on their faces.

People,

have a kind of herd mood,

and ants still live secretly, let alone people.

Just when Zhou Ze thought that domino effect was about to be lifted,

"pa!"

A whips,

like a thunderbolt!

The dead souls who just had some strange color on their faces on the huangquan road suddenly became numb again under this sound,

even among the prisoners, some of them stopped running, stood numbly on one side, and fell into the standing army on the huangquan road.

But there are still a lot of people running, even if they are very uncomfortable now, even if they are confused now, but they are like moths,

continue to run forward.

In the real world, if you describe how avant-garde a girl is, you can say how little she wears and how simple the part that covers the meat is perfunctory A little bit in swing,

there are a few threads on the legs,

the avant-garde is almost impossible.

Zhou Ze subconsciously reached out to stop her,

even prepared to use his own fingernails,

but at this time,

the second whips came,

Zhou Ze felt that he was only numb with ten fingers and connected with ten hearts, and immediately a deep pain was transmitted, which made him a little intolerable. At the same time, he also had some vigilance in his mind.

The prisoners ran out in front of Zhou Ze one by one, and Zhou Ze lowered his head and found that his fingernails were already full of blood. Some of the prisoners exaggerated and directly penetrated Zhou Ze's body, as if Zhou Ze did not exist at all.

Yes,

I'm not really back from the dead,

it's just a dream.

I don't know how many prisoners ran past me,

behind them,

a group of people came after them. They were dressed in black and white ancient clothes, with chains and chains in their hands. Some prisoners who stopped running were directly seized by them.

At last,

Zhou Ze saw a woman with a phoenix crown in the crowd,

she looked like she was about thirty or forty years old,

her face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of rouge, which made it difficult to see her face clearly.

But in her hand,

holds a whip,

this is a purple whip,

it's more than 20 meters long. When it's in her hand, it looks like a Python Flying in the air, and on the whip, there are countless faces that are roaring, as if it's a sin that can never be surpassed!"Pa!"

When the whip falls, the spirits on the huangquan road seem to have recovered their old patterns, and they begin to walk forward on tiptoe with numbness, like the pigs and dogs in the family circle.

"Pa!"

Another whip fell down, and it was windy all around,

then it rained,

in a flash,

it rained heavily,

in the dry pond seen by Zhou Ze before, the rain slowly began to accumulate again.

It seems that the woman holding the whip and wearing the Phoenix crown has purposely swept to Zhou Ze's position,

slightly frowned,

subconsciously raised the whip in her hand,

drew towards Zhou Ze!

For a time,

Zhou Ze only felt that the momentum of the mountain and tsunami was rolling towards him,

he was like a boat in a huge wave,

he could capsize at any time.

"Pa!"

…………

"Pa!"

Zhou Ze suddenly sat up from the bed.

The white warbler, who had just patted a mosquito to death for Zhou Ze, was very surprised to see Zhou Ze and shouted:

"boss, you wake up!"

"Whoop Whoop... "

Zhou Ze could only gasp for breath, and could not respond to the white warbler.

"Boss, you just scared me. I sweat a lot. Let me help you take a bath."

As Bai Yingying said, she came to take her boss downstairs. She had been used to doing these things, and Zhou Ze himself was used to them.

However,

just then,

the bedroom door was pushed open and

little Laurie stood panting at the door.

"What are you doing!"

The white warbler looked at little Laurie standing at the door angrily, thinking that she was deliberately destroying her time alone with the boss.

"Zhou Ze Zhou Ze... "

Little Lori held up her ghost syndrome while panting,

cried out in a hurry:

"Zhou Ze, no good, hell, there are some evil spirits Escape Out. "