cold,
So cold…
Zhou Ze didn't know why it was so cold here.
He was walking on a secluded path. Both sides of the path were full of flowers, but there was not the slightest romantic and beautiful atmosphere. The flowers were so beautiful that they seemed like a mockery or like spectators.
Flowers bloom on the other side, people go to the afterlife;
Zhou Ze remembered that his last memory was fire, a huge fire. The horrifying flames would completely devour him, and the heart-pounding scorching temperature would bake him into ashes.
But in the blink of an eye,
But he came here.
There are many people on this road.
There are old people,
Have children,
There are young people and middle-aged people,
There are men and women,
Everyone wears different clothes.
Some people dressed simply, while others wore bright red clothes and put excessive blush on their faces.
Everyone is walking on tiptoe.
No one spoke.
No one made any other sound.
The only sound left was the occasional "rustle, rustle" sound of shoes rubbing against each other.
Zhou Ze was also moving forward numbly along with everyone else. He looked around and looked back from time to time. He vaguely realized where he was.
He, is already dead;
And here,
It's hell.
This is the world of the dead, the final resting place of the deceased.
Own,
He died after all.
He didn't know what to do, nor what choice to make.
He didn't want to die. No one wants to die. But in this place, he had no idea what to do. He was confused and helpless.
“Aaaah…”
A cool tune came from afar,
Zhou Ze turned his head and saw bright red flowers coming from a distance, while the others around him turned a blind eye and continued to walk forward numbly on their heels.
When he got closer, Zhou Ze could see clearly that those bright red flowers were actually peach blossom paper umbrellas. In the distance, there was a group of women standing in a line, holding paper umbrellas and walking gracefully towards them.
They are tall, with sexy figures, and all wear purple cheongsams. When they walk, the flesh on their thighs is exposed from time to time, which is vaguely charming and makes people's heart palpitate.
The women wore their hair in buns, meticulously, and even their steps were in perfect sync, as if they were the best dance troupe in the world, and they had been rehearsing for over a hundred years.
They are walking,
They are marching.
From one end of the path to the other,
Coincidentally,
Passing in front of Zhou Ze.
The exquisite makeup, snow-white skin, and the cool long tune hummed created an atmosphere of old Shanghai shrouded in mist and rain.
Every woman wore a bracelet on her wrist, with different colors and sizes, which set off their snow-white wrists and made them even more dazzling.
pity,
They are not walking in the commercial pedestrian zone of South Street,
It is not a high-end clubhouse with magnificent decorations.
They tread on the road to the underworld,
Passing by is a sea of flowers on the other shore,
They looked straight ahead, the latter staring at the former,
The former,
Then his eyes are empty.
When the last woman passed by Zhou Ze,
The woman suddenly turned her head and looked at Zhou Ze.
Originally the world was the most beautiful,
Now,
Jumping straight to the other extreme.
fear
Of course it’s scary!
nausea
Of course it's disgusting!
But Zhou Ze was already a dead man. People would be scared to death, but what about ghosts
The woman looked at Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze was also looking at the woman.
Their eyes met briefly, and then the woman continued to walk forward, her figure swaying and her back graceful. The tightness of her cheongsam outlined her beautiful figure to the fullest.
"Where... are you going?"
Zhou Ze subconsciously followed the group of women forward and thus left the original team.
And the man walking dully on the path,
But no one looked here. They seemed unable to think or perceive, and Zhou Ze seemed to be an outlier among them.
A line of women, with smoke rising from every step, kept walking forward, humming and murmuring, as sad as ice;
The originally depressing environment became even more desolate because of their appearance.
Zhou Ze continued walking forward, following them.
Then, Zhou Ze saw them walk into the pool in front one by one.
The pond is not big.
Like a mirror,
Their entry seemed to break the tranquility and create ripples.
The women in the front had their heads submerged in the water, and the women behind them were still following.
Zhou Ze walked to the edge of the pool, but he didn't go in with others. He just stood by and watched.
Everything here is an absolutely unfamiliar place to him. Anyone has only one chance to come in in a lifetime, and once in, there is no way out.
Something floated up in the middle of the pond.
It's a pair of hands.
Red nails and white hands,
Slender green onions,
The two hands danced gracefully, like a dream, instantly attracting people's attention and unable to move away.
Beauty is attractive, but this kind of beauty is captivating.
A look of intoxication slowly appeared in Zhou Ze's eyes, and he didn't even realize that he had involuntarily started to move forward.
First, the feet.
Next is the knee.
Then the waist,
In the end,
The water was up to the neck.
In fact, the whole person entered the pool of water.
The water in the pond is not cold, it is even warm. The water surface is clear and the visibility is very high. When you enter here, you don’t even feel the pain of suffocation.
Zhou Ze saw the group of women holding paper umbrellas. They were still graceful and charming under the water and continued to walk forward.
The location closest to you,
There is a woman in red, she is standing underwater but her hands are dancing above the water.
Zhou Ze began to approach the red woman.
Not because of beauty,
Nor is it due to other false influences,
It’s because this woman seems to have an inexplicable magic that makes you come closer, makes you feel close, and makes you unable to control yourself.
finally,
Zhou Ze approached her.
And her hand slowly withdrew from the water.
The woman's hair was very long and thick, dancing in the water, making it difficult to see her face clearly.
"Finally... I've waited for someone like this again..."
The woman's voice is crisp, sweet, and sticky.
Charming and heart-warming.
The woman stretched out her beautiful hands and placed them on Zhou Ze's shoulders. This action was very intimate.
"You... come and keep me company..."
The next moment,
The woman's hair began to spread out, and strands of black hair began to blow on Zhou Ze's face;
The beauty's hair brushing against his face seemed to be a very romantic thing, but then, the woman's hair turned into the toughest steel cable in the world and began to bind Zhou Ze's neck.
"Come... accompany me..."
The hair is loose, no longer covered,
The woman's face finally revealed itself.
She has no face.
Her face was flat, without waves or wrinkles. It was a very smooth face, enough to make thousands of girls jealous and envious.
But she has no nose, no mouth, no eyes, and no ears.
Faceless... Female.
Zhou Ze felt that he couldn't breathe and his chest was about to explode. At the same time, his body seemed to be about to collapse.
The faceless woman's laughter was still clear and ethereal, but in Zhou Ze's ears at this moment, it sounded like a devil's sound.
Zhou Ze has woken up.
He didn't know what it meant to be entangled in this way in this place.
But in short,
It won't end well.
"You are here... to keep me company..."
The faceless woman continued to laugh, her hair flying.
Zhou Ze subconsciously reached out and grabbed the hair wrapped around his neck, trying hard to break free.
The faceless woman found his overconfident behavior very interesting.
“You can’t break free, stop struggling. Anyone who can walk here has a spirit. Once I have devoured enough of those with spirits, I will have a chance to go back!
You are destined,
will become,
My sacrifice! "
But just as the words fell,
The faceless woman cried out in surprise: "How is it possible... Impossible..."
The nails on Zhou Ze's ten fingers began to grow slowly, and their jet-black and transparent color shone with a strange glow of its own in the pool of water. The color of these nails was exactly the same as the nails of the old man Zhou Ze had treated before his death.
“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle… sizzle, sizzle… ”
The sound of hot water being poured into the oil pan came,
The faceless woman's hair that was entangled with Zhou Ze melted and broke when it touched Zhou Ze's nails, and Zhou Ze's body began to slowly retreat, starting to break free from the faceless woman's restraints.
“Impossible… Impossible… This is impossible… Why! Why can you leave too!
Why can't you leave me
Why!
Why!
This is not fair!
It’s not fair!
The faceless woman reached out to stop Zhou Ze.
But when Zhou Ze tried to get rid of it with his hand, his nails touched the faceless woman's hand, and a hole was immediately burned on her originally flawless hand.
“Ahhh!!!”
The faceless woman let out a scream.
His body began to retreat, and from then on, he lost control of Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze's body began to float up.
About to surface.
"You can't run away... You will be... You will be caught!
here,
This is the final resting place of the dead!
You, you and them, even if you leave, you will be caught back eventually!"
The faceless woman screamed and roared hysterically below.
She is jealous.
She envied,
She is crazy!!!
Zhou Ze, who was constantly rising,
Slowly losing consciousness,
The dark and dark path,
The dazzling beauty of the other shore flower,
The roar of the faceless woman,
The gracefulness of the cheongsam woman,
Everything,
It seemed that everything was gradually moving away from him...