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Chapter 313: The nightmare strikes, the gates of hell open!

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Tick-tock…

Tick-tock…

Tick-tock…

The sound of water drops falling continuously,

With a kind of absolutely empty sound, it kept echoing around.

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

This time when I woke up,

He only felt a cold and stiff feeling coming from under his body, which made him very uncomfortable.

His intuition told him that he did not wake up in his bedroom bed this time, and Bai Yingying would not be waiting by his side as she always did when he woke up.

Yes,

All around was a depressing desolation.

There were dark clouds overhead, and the distance between the sky and the earth was infinitely shortened here, making the sense of oppression even stronger;

In the gap between the dark clouds, there was a broken blood moon hanging there. It was not illuminating or shining, but more like an eye, standing there silently, staring at everything below with a playful and mocking mood.

here,

Not the human world,

Rather,

hell!

Sitting up, Zhou Ze suddenly felt a little hot, the kind of stuffy heat that made people feel uneasy and uncomfortable, as if they were thrown into a sealed truck compartment in the middle of summer.

Zhou Ze supported himself on the ground with his hands and slowly stood up. Looking around, he found a pit next to him.

The pit is not very big.

It's about the size of a small pond.

It's not very deep.

It’s about the height of two people.

The pit was covered with a layer of yellow-brown grass, densely packed but lifeless, like the hair of countless old women, swaying back and forth in the hot wind.

A little bit,

Looks familiar.

Zhou Ze took two steps forward silently.

Then he remembered,

here,

Looks familiar indeed.

Because he has been here several times.

Originally, there should have been a pond here, filled with water, as if the resentment of the dead was so thick that it dripped out of water and gathered to form a landscape on the side of the Yellow Springs Road.

Deep in the pond,

There should also be Zhou Ze's old acquaintance,

Faceless woman.

only,

The scene before my eyes clearly gave me a feeling of "the building is deserted".

The water is gone.

The faceless woman is gone too.

It was as if a hand reached out here and cut off all life here.

hell,

Will there be drought

This question popped up in Zhou Ze's mind.

at this time,

It must be a dream.

Dream back to hell.

Zhou Ze remembered that there was a famous person named "Dante" in foreign history. He once traveled around hell in his dream and wrote a book called "The Divine Comedy" after waking up.

After his rebirth, Zhou Ze found this book and read it with a serious attitude he had never taken before.

After reading it, Zhou Ze confirmed that the celebrity was indeed dreaming.

But it was a daydream.

The hell he described and what Zhou Ze saw with his own eyes were completely different places.

Zhou Ze looked into the distance, there was the Yellow Springs Road.

No matter day or night, no matter when,

That road is always crowded and busy.

Because people are dying every moment,

No matter how strange and varied the ways of death are, the final resting place of the deceased is here.

However,

When you look back,

Zhou Ze saw that although Huangquan Road was still full, those people did not continue to move forward, but lined up in rows, like elementary school students lining up for a flag-raising ceremony.

A gap was left on Huangquan Road, just like the emergency lane on a highway.

From Zhou Ze's perspective, the souls on Huangquan Road seemed to be going to participate in the "Yellow River Cantata", and all they needed was someone to start it.

Then there was a roar of overwhelming force:

"The wind is howling. The horses are neighing. The Yellow River is roaring. The Yellow River is roaring..."

Breathing is a little difficult. Although you don’t need to breathe in hell, you can still feel the horrible and oppressive feeling coming from your chest.

I feel like an ant thrown into a pancake pan, and after a few jumps I will be burnt.

Zhou Ze continued to walk forward. He slowly came to the side of Yellow Springs Road and then walked up.

Why is it so hot here

besides,

People on the Yellow Spring Road,

Why did everything stop

Just then,

Zhou Ze suddenly heard shouting from afar.

Turning my head to look over there,

A group of people are rushing here.

If they can still be considered human.

Because, although they retained their human appearance, their entire bodies had long been tortured by all kinds of unimaginable tortures until they were no longer human.

This is a level of abuse that is hard to describe in words.

When Tang poetry was still in bookstores,

Zhou Ze once asked Tang Shi, what is the difference between the torture in hell and in reality

Because although they are all "stowaways" from hell, Zhou Ze only tried it out on the periphery and came out early with the help of his fingernails. He has never experienced the madness in the depths of hell.

Therefore, when Zhou Ze saw that Tang Shi's expression always trembled every time he heard the word "hell", he felt a strong curiosity.

Because of the unknown, I am curious.

I'm curious why such a strong and resolute girl would be so secretive about those two words.

Tang Shi's answer was very concise.

The general meaning is,

When using torture in the human world, we must be careful not to kill the person directly, because once the person being tortured is dead, there is no point in using any further torture.

The tortures in hell are different. They have ten thousand ways to ensure that your soul will not disintegrate.

Then,

On this basis,

The various tortures are like little angels who have lost their shackles.

The crazy imagination of the working people from hell began to show wildly.

What Zhou Ze saw was someone running towards him.

Just a bunch of criminals.

They are running, they are running in a daze, they may not know why they are running, or where they will end up, but they are still running.

perhaps,

For them,

Can run,

This process,

In this everlasting torment of hell,

It is also a kind of happiness.

Because of their running over, the many dead souls on the nearby Yellow Springs Road also showed some unusual movements. They originally had numb faces and were standing on tiptoe, but now other emotions were revealed on their faces.

people,

There is a herd mentality.

Moreover, even ants try to survive, let alone humans.

Just when Zhou Ze thought the domino effect was about to start,

“Bang!”

A whip cracked.

It was like a bolt of thunder!

The ghosts standing on the Yellow Spring Road who had just shown some strange colors on their faces instantly became numb again after hearing this.

Even among the prisoners, a few who were running stopped and stood aside numbly, joining the standing army on the Yellow Springs Road.

But there are still many people who continue to run, even if they are very uncomfortable now, even if they are very confused now, but they are like moths,

Keep running forward.

Running in the front,

It's a girl.

In the real world, to describe how a girl is avant-garde, you can say how little she wears and how simply and perfunctorily she covers her body.

The girl in front of me,

More avant-garde,

Because she didn't have much flesh on her body.

There is a little on the face,

There is a little sway in the chest,

There are a few threads on the legs.

Almost too avant-garde.

Zhou Ze subconsciously reached out to stop her.

Even ready to use your own nails,

But at this moment,

The second whip cracked.

Zhou Ze only felt numbness in all his fingers, which were connected to his heart. Immediately, a piercing pain came over him, making it a little unbearable. At the same time, it also made him a little alert.

The prisoners ran out one after another in front of Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze lowered his head and found that his fingernails were already bleeding. Some prisoners even went so far as to pass directly through Zhou Ze's body, as if Zhou Ze did not exist at all.

yes,

I am not really a dead soul coming back.

It's just a dream.

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

later,

Another group of people caught up with them. They were wearing black and white ancient costumes and holding chains and shackles in their hands. Some prisoners who stopped running were directly captured by them.

at last,

Zhou Ze saw a woman wearing a phoenix crown in the crowd.

He looks to be in his thirties or forties.

Her face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of rouge, making it difficult to see her true appearance.

But in her hands,

Holding a whip,

This is a purple whip.

It is more than twenty meters long. When held in the hand, it is like a giant python flying in the air. Moreover, on the whip, there are countless roaring human faces, as if those who are imprisoned in it will never be able to be reborn from sin!

“Bang!”

The whip fell,

The souls on the Yellow Spring Road seemed to have returned to their old ways.

He began to tiptoe forward with a numb expression.

Like pigs and dogs kept in a pen at home.

“Bang!”

Another whip fell,

The wind started blowing all around.

Then,

It's raining,

In an instant,

It was raining heavily.

The dry pond that Zhou Ze had seen before began to slowly accumulate rain water again.

The woman holding a whip and wearing a phoenix crown seemed to be aiming at Zhou Ze's position.

Frowning slightly,

Subconsciously raised the whip in his hand,

Pull towards Zhou Ze!

For a time,

Zhou Ze only felt the momentum of a tsunami crushing him.

I am like a small boat in the huge waves.

It could capsize at any time.

“Bang!”

… …

“Bang!”

Zhou Ze suddenly sat up from the bed.

Bai Yingying, who had just helped Zhou Ze swat a mosquito to death, looked at Zhou Ze with surprise and shouted:

"Boss, you're awake!"

“Huff…Huff…”

Zhou Ze was so busy breathing heavily that he had no time to respond to Bai Yingying.

"Boss, you scared me just now. You are sweating a lot. Let me help you take a shower."

Bai Yingying said as she came over and prepared to carry her boss downstairs.

She's used to doing this.

Zhou Ze himself has also gotten used to it.

However,

Just then,

The bedroom door was flung open.

The little Loli stood at the door panting.

“What are you doing!”

Bai Yingying looked at the little Loli standing at the door angrily, thinking that she was deliberately ruining the time she had alone with her boss.

"Zhou Ze... Zhou Ze..."

The little girl panted and raised her ghost ID.

He shouted hurriedly:

"Zhou Ze, it's bad. In hell, a group of evil spirits... have escaped... have escaped."