I desperately shook my body, trying to get closer to Xiao Li and save her, but my feet just wouldn't move, as if they were firmly rooted to the ground.
I stretched my hands towards the fence, but I couldn't reach the stone platform at all.
There was despair in Xiaoli's eyes, and blood was flowing out from the corner of his mouth.
"Brother Tianyi, please save me, please save me... I don't want to die!"
Xiao Li's voice came into my ears painfully.
I cried my eyes out, but I couldn't save her. I was powerless.
My body felt like a puddle of mud, very weak.
The tingling sensation in my head became more and more intense, as if a bug had crawled into my brain and was stirring my brain.
My mind became muddled.
However, those men in black cloaks still did not stop. They continued to line up and stab the black knives in their hands into Xiaoli's body.
There were so many knife wounds on Xiaoli's chest that he couldn't count them. His clothes were torn, his skin was exposed, and blood was all over his body.
"Brother Tianyi, save me, save me..." Xiao Li was still crying.
She is not dead yet.
Seeing her appearance, my heart was filled with grief.
But in a trance, my mind tensed up again and I realized something was wrong.
How could Xiao Li not die after being stabbed so many times? This is unrealistic.
Suddenly, I thought of something.
Oh, I was in the City of the Dead just now, how come I am here now? The scene has changed all of a sudden.
As for those people in black cloaks, I didn't recognize them at all. I couldn't see their faces clearly.
I felt it and sensed a ghostly aura from them.
This shows that those people in black cloaks are not humans, but ghosts.
I thought again of the evil ghost Ma Sanpo and the three-colored bell that appeared in his ghost hand.
Suddenly, I realized that everything here was fake.
The person on the stone platform was not Xiaoli at all.
After I figured it out, I felt much better. I knew it was all due to the three-colored bell.
After knowing this, I no longer paid attention to those people in black cloaks, nor did I stare at the "little fence" on the stone platform. I wanted to see what they wanted to do.
Xiaoli was still calling my name, asking me to go over and save her.
But I remained indifferent.
At this moment, in this dark space, a gloomy voice came from somewhere.
"Yang Tianyi, do you want to save your girlfriend?"
I pretended that I didn't understand, pretended to be anxious, and said, "I want to save her, and I want to save her now."
As if satisfied with my answer, the voice in the dark space laughed and said loudly: "Good! It seems that you are still an affectionate person, not bad. Since you want to save your girlfriend. Well, then cut your own throat."
"I'll let your girlfriend go if you slit your own throat."
I don’t know when a black knife appeared in my right hand.
I lowered my head slightly and looked at the knife in my right hand. The knife was shining with a black light and was very sharp.
The voice was still speaking: "This is a life for a life. As long as you die, I will let your girlfriend go."
That voice still bewitches me.
Xiao Li on the stone platform was still shouting: "Brother Tianyi, save me, save me..."
I slowly raised the black knife in my hand.
Soon, the knife reached my neck. If the sharp blade cut a little deeper, my throat would be severed and blood would flow out. I would be dead.
What I don't know is that this
At this moment, I am still in Lao Ya Mountain in the City of the Dead.
The scene that just appeared was simply an illusion. It was the three-colored bell that was deceiving me.
Opposite me was the evil ghost Ma Sanpo. I didn't know when his soul had floated up from the ground, and he kept shaking the three-color bell in his hand.
"Ring, ring, ring..."
The ringing sounded crisp, but it also had a soul-stirring feeling.
As for me, I stood opposite the evil ghost Ma Sanpo, and a sharp knife appeared in my hand.
I took the knife out of the cloth bag after I was confused by the three-color bell.
The knife was raised by me and placed on my neck.
Ma Sanpo's ghost eyes glowed with a faint red light, and a sinister voice came out of his mouth: "Slit your own throat, as long as you die, I will let your girlfriend go."
Of course, I have no idea what is happening in the outside world.
In the black space, I still hold the black knife.
Xiaoli was still calling me to save her.
The bewitching voice that filled the depths of the black space was still ringing, and there seemed to be a hint of urging in the voice.
A smile formed at the corner of my mouth.
I tilted my head slightly, looked into the depths of the black space, and said coldly, "I'm sorry, I can't kill myself. You are bewitching me, don't think I don't know."
As soon as my right hand loosened, the black knife in my hand suddenly slipped out of my hand.
Outside, the evil ghost Ma Sanpo saw the knife in my hand fall to the ground, and a look of resentment appeared in his ghost eyes.
As the knife slipped from my hand, the scene around me changed again.
The surroundings became white and I appeared on a street.
The streets were filled with white fog. The fog was so thick that visibility was low. Only the tall buildings in the distance could be vaguely seen.
My mind tensed, as if I had forgotten something.
I was walking on the dark street, but I couldn't see anyone.
"Is anyone there?" I shouted.
No one answered me at all.
I raised my voice a little and shouted, "Is there anyone here? Can anyone tell me where this is?"
Still no one answered, the whole street was empty, not even a ghost, let alone a person.
I couldn't tell the direction at all and could only walk aimlessly.
Suddenly, a street lamp appeared in front of me.
The street light is black with a small lampshade on it.
There was a yellow glow inside the lampshade. Although the light was very bright, it only illuminated a distance of about one meter around the street lamp, and other places were still not clearly illuminated.
I stood under the streetlight, my head was a mess. I had some memory of what happened just now, but now I can't remember it anymore.
I have no idea why I came here.
All I remember is that a three-colored bell appeared on the ghost hand of the evil ghost Ma Sanpo.
What that bell was for I had no idea.
I had just walked for a long time and my body was feeling tired. I slowly leaned against the street lamp, ready to take a rest.
But soon after I sat down, the white mist around me slowly dissipated.
The fog dissipated quickly, like a white cloud.
When the fog cleared, I could see the surrounding environment clearly.
I was indeed standing on a city street, surrounded by tall buildings, but those buildings were white and didn't seem real.
I was a little surprised and slowly stood up from under the street light.
I think if there are buildings, there must be people.
I shouted again, "Is there anyone here? Can anyone tell me where this is?"
But there is no
No one answered, not even a bird was in sight.
I felt a sense of loss in my heart.
At this moment, white figures appeared at the corner of the street.
Those figures were covered with a faint ghostly aura; they were all ghosts.
But the ghosts' gazes were stiff, as if they didn't see me.
And these weak ghosts appear in almost every street and every place.
Before I could figure out what was going on, the ghosts began to fly quickly in one direction.
Soon, my body involuntarily joined them and flew up as well.
There were those faint ghosts all around me, and I was flying among them, feeling like I was floating on the clouds.
In a daze, I discovered that one of the ghosts approaching me was actually someone I knew. It was my buddy Ma Qiang.
Ma Qiang was not like other ghosts. He actually recognized me, and there was a little more spirit in his ghost eyes.
"Brother Yang, is that you?"
A hint of joy appeared on Ma Qiang's grimace.
I was equally happy and replied, “It’s me.”
But I was a little confused, that is, why Ma Qiang appeared here.
Ma Qiang and I flew forward side by side. I asked him, "Qiangzi, why are you here? Where is your body? How did you become a ghost?"
Ma Qiang said with a smile: "Brother Yang, I am willing to become a ghost. Don't you know that as long as you enter this place, you will become a ghost. If you become a ghost and offer your soul, you can reincarnate and become a rich man with a lot of money."
"Hehehe, when the time comes and I have money, I can buy a car and a house and do whatever I want."
Ma Qiang also emphasized, "It's actually very simple, Brother Yang, you just need to sacrifice your soul."
After hearing this, I shook my head and said, "I am not interested in money. As for sacrificing souls, I think it's better to forget it."
Ma Qiang heard what I said, curled his lips, and said unhappily: "Brother Yang, since you are here, you must be here for money. Although you don't say it, I know you definitely need money."
"Besides, Brother Yang, the ghosts here can be reincarnated quickly as long as they sacrifice their souls. It won't take too long."
Ma Qiang kept lobbying me, spitting heavily.
Soon, we flew to the end of the street.
At the end of the street a door appeared.
The area surrounding the door was bright white, and fog would occasionally seep into the door.
I understand now. The white mist that just appeared on the street was released by this door.
It’s just that now this door has taken all the fog back.
There are many ghosts queuing in front of that door.
A ghost went through the door, and when it came out, it had become a completely new person with a physical body.
His body was shining with gold, he was wearing golden clothes, and he was holding a large transparent gem in his hand.
"Hahaha, this time, I've finally made a fortune. With this money, I can do anything. When I get home, I'm going to buy the most beautiful wife."
The man looked very proud when he said these words, and from time to time, he glanced at the ghosts around him with a condescending look.
After reincarnation, he got money and walked happily towards a street.
Ma Qiang's ghost looked at the man with envy and said to me, "Brother Yang, did you see that? That person is the reincarnation. Look at the clothes he is wearing and the gems in his hands. They are all worth a lot of money."
A greedy look flashed in Ma Qiang's eyes.
(to be continued)
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